Lord of the Mysteries

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“attack!”

Hearing the chief’s words, Derrick froze, then instinctively opened his arms.

During this process, his vision suddenly blurred, and a squeak in his throat was pressed to the extreme, deep and extreme.

A ball of light covered with holy flames descended from the sky, engulfing the silhouettes of “Dark Angel” Saslier and Colin Iliad.

Before the rays of light exploded, Derrick’s arm pulled back, and a white and pure “Darkless Spear” condensed in his palm.

In the crackle’s voice, the long spear of light passed through the holy flame and accurately hit the head of the Evil Spirit.

The brilliant, dazzling rays of light burst out and completely covered the area. Even Klein, who was constricting the crazy idea, was too close to avoid, unable to bear closed his eyes, distorted the face, and felt there was One by one, the Insect of Spirit is evaporating, and it feels that the connection between “Flagstone of Blasphemy” and True Creator Corrosion Strength has not been fully established.

It seemed that there was a place where the sun rose, the silhouette of “Dark Angel” Saslier vaguely emerged, twisted and swayed in the white brilliant and holy flame, and melted down.

Then, the shadows covering the walls, stone pillars and floor tiles began to disintegrate, revealing an inch-by-inch orange glow.

Hidden in the King of Giants residence, the palace that coexists with Real World has finally lost the power to continue, and no longer blocks the influence of the outside world.

This also means that the special Evil Spirit that has lost contact with the “Chaotic Sea” has really been purified.

When the Shadow Palace began to collapse and did not completely disintegrate, the invisible forces finally penetrated the barrier and came a little, making the activation of the eroded part that Klein within the body gathered suddenly increased!

They protruded from Klein’s chest and turned into a dark flesh.

This flesh and blood immediately broke away from Klein’s body, cut off all invisible connections with him, and quickly squirmed and grew into a shadow giant hand, following the imaginary “light” between itself and the first piece “Flagstone of Blasphemy”. To the item.

At the same time, in the Dream World of Ruins of the Battle of Gods, in front of the projection of the King of Giants residence.

Wearing a soft pointed hat and a classical black robe, Amon sat on a tall gray-white balustrade, facing away from the orange road separating the sea of 鈥嬧€媍louds, and looked at the gray-blue gate covered with golden nails, wondering how long he had waited.

Suddenly, he straightened the monocle worn on his right eye and jumped off the handrail easily, coming to the door of the projection of the King of Giants residence.

“Chaos Sea’s power has begun to subside, and you can use the bug to go straight in …” Amon stretched his right hand while smiling to himself, pressing on the projection of the gate.

His silhouette softened and lost its sense of reality, and the rays of light “flowed” into the door.

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Beckland, somewhere on the battlefield.

Crestey Sesima one-knee kneels with short golden brown hair and dark green eyes on the ground, inserted a pure white bone sword less than one meter in front of him to support himself.

He had holes with black edges and one after another cracks through his body. His teeth had protruded one by one and became sharp, like a beast.

The night watcher senior deacon, whose consciousness began to blur, struggled to remove his gaze from the weakened enemies not far away and cast it into the sky.

The evening of orange red has partially invaded the deep night.

Crestey Sesima tried hard to pull out his bone sword, got up to fight, and performed the final duties of a Night Guardian, but his arms were shaking violently, and his breathing had become weak.

In the stellar world, there is a tranquil and endless darkness covered with moonflowers, Night Fragrant Grass and other plants.

Suddenly, one after another orange rays of light shined into this country, and part of the area returned to the dusk, letting the flowers and the plants die one after another, and they will die soon.

In the lonely dusk, a huge silhouette like a mountain came out. His limbs were very long, wearing silver armor full of ruin, and his face was blocked by the face shield, only a vaguely orange rays of light appeared.

He carried an exaggerated long sword in his hand, let the tip hang down naturally, and touched the dark “ground”.

As the horrible giant walked forward step by step, the long sword continuously dragged in the darkness, splitting the ground and setting at dusk.

In the depths of darkness, the same large silhouette floated out with a long giant sickle.

He wore a layered but uncomplicated dark black dress, which was dotted with countless bright lights, just like the night star.

His arms, his waist, each have 2 arms growing out of the outer layer covered with dark short hair.

In his 6 hands, 2 were holding the heavy black scythe, 2 were holding a round of crimson Moon, one was empty, and the other was holding a piece of ancient jewelry made of gold.

The shape of the ornament is a slender bird surrounded by pale flame wings. In its bronze eyes, the rays of light are layered, as if forming an illusory door.

For such a scene, the giant was not surprised, the pace of the move forward faster and faster, gradually approaching the charge.

The long sword that he dragged in the darkness and dusk rubbed against all around, which inspired a clear morning light.

At this time, the moon flower and Night Fragrant Grass on the other side suddenly increased and grew crazy, and soon became equivalent to the trees that have survived in the Primeval Forest for more than 1000 years, densely packed, covering the “sky”.

Among these trees, a silhouette of dark green vines adorned with various herbs and flowers is highlighted.

He is also huge as a mountain, full-bodied, fluttering dress, holding an unreal baby.

As soon as this silhouette came, he followed the giant at dusk, half-floating close to the humanoid demonic wolf dragging the black giant sickle.

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In the palace where the shadow gradually disintegrated, although the eroded part detached itself, so that Klein no longer had to worry about the hidden dangers in this regard, it was equivalent to directly cutting away many of his living Insect of Spirit, making him still unable to bear. Low inhalation sound, one or more transparent twisted worms with mysterious patterns crawled out on the twisted face, and the spirit was like a lake thrown into a boulder, which was difficult to calm down.

At this moment, he was covered in a layer of bloody pupils due to pain, reflecting a familiar silhouette.

It was “Angel of Time” Amon wearing monocles and soft pointed hat.

Amon laughed at him, so scared that he had to change his mind on the spot and return directly to “Origin Castle”.

Although this is a bit sorry for Derrick the Sun, Klein feels that he has reached the “Origin Castle”. With the power of Angel level, he has the opportunity to save the other party. After all, external influences can already be applied here.

But after a while, the “Angel of Time” turned his eyes to the gray “Flagstone of Blasphemy” and to the shadow giant who was becoming stronger and stronger as the “sleeping place” collapsed.

Amon immediately lifted the right hand and adjusted the monocle on the lower right eye.

The crystal-finished monocle suddenly became dim, as if it was made of innumerable colors, which is difficult to describe in detail.

In front of Amon, an illusory, scary, slightly rippling deep “ocean” emerged.

This “blasphemer” unleashes some kind of power or cohesive force that is stolen from somehow!

The piece of “Flagstone of Blasphemy” suddenly vibrated, making the sound of Buzz! Buzz! Buzz !, as if alive.

It broke away from the unsteady unreal “light” remaining with the shadow giant and slammed into Amon!

It seemed that Klein pupil light, who had just recovered from pain because of fear, could not believe his eyes.

The first piece “Flagstone of Blasphemy” didn’t choose the True Creator of Hanged Man path, and went to Thief path’s “Angel of Time”!

After a moment of stun, Klein vaguely understood the whole story:

Amon has been wandering in Land Abandoned by God for more than 1000 years, entered Chernobyl, searching for the history of the second era and even before the first era. There must be some wandering on the edge of the “chaotic sea”. Research, “stealing” to a certain special, at this time, He just used this special release to attract “Flagstone of Blasphemy”.

To put it simply, the King of Angels has been preparing for this for a long time, and True Creator has not yet arrived completely, and must wait for the “sleeping place” of Dark Angel to completely collapse.

The question is, why did Amon steal the first piece of “Flagstone of Blasphemy”? It 鈥檚 useless for him … He ca n鈥檛 switch to Audience, Reader, Tyrant, Sun, and Hanged Man path! could it be that just because of fun? When Gods and brothers are plotting this “Flagstone of Blasphemy”, they suddenly intervene, and steal and run? But for him, is it more important to catch me? Klein was confused by Amon’s purpose, and quietly backed away, and opened his eyes wide, trying to spy on the surface of the gray slate, trying to write down the magical medicine formula he needed.

“Sequence One: Servant of Mysteries …” As soon as the corresponding text was reflected in his pupils, Amon reached out his left hand, grabbed the “Flagstone of Blasphemy”, and then turned his body suddenly, pressing the right hand on The gray-blue door covered with a little shadow.

The silhouette wearing a soft pointed hat and a classical black robe was immediately blurred, and went directly out of the door and disappeared.

Klein’s eroded and partially condensed shadow giant hand swelled rapidly in the “sleeping place” continuous collapse, and finally turned into a black shadow, chasing Amon closely, rushing out of the closed door.

The next second, all the shadows disappeared, and the orange glow illuminated the palace where King of Giants once lived.

In front of the iron black throne, the silhouette of Colin Iliad emerged on the steps shining by the rays of light at dusk.

He wore tattered silver armor, showing a face with many old scars, sitting there quietly, just like the soldier who ended the last war.

His 2 Chenxi straight swords have been turned into fragments, and his breath has disappeared. However, Klein can feel that his will and spirit remain, and he can’t bear to disperse like this.

Seeing this scene, Derrick under the steps, with red eyes, ran and approached, and his feet stumbled, unlike a half God.

He quickly crouched beside Colin Iliad and whispered:

“Chief …”