Chapter 410 Remembering the Twelve Bishops! My name. Prophecy!
The solid darkness formed a vortex hundreds of meters high in front of our eyes.
In the center of the vortex, time and space seemed to be churning chaotically, becoming extremely chaotic.
This is different from the situation seen in the memory space. In that memory, the black vortex was not so chaotic, but the space-time channel in the middle seemed to follow a certain law and rotate in a certain direction.
This may be the case. After the space-time channel was attacked by a nuclear bomb, the black vortex lost twelve main god-level contracted souls, causing it to malfunction.
Even so, this black vortex is exactly what Lian 28563 said, it still exists and exudes powerful symbol source fluctuations to the outside world.
Now, if you want to restore its function of traveling through time and space, you need a god-level contracted soul, or you need to trick the members of the Lunar Eclipse Organization here and then throw them all into the vortex?
Mozhi stood a few hundred meters away from the vortex, looking up at the passage connecting to another world with a solemn expression.
He frowned, not knowing whether he was lamenting the great sacrifices made by the elves in order to counterattack the mainland, or the extraordinary ability of the senior contractors to create such a huge space channel.
What is he thinking?
Well, actually, I am full of regret!
Yes, it's a pity. If this passage had not been destroyed, he could pass through it now, go to the "home" mentioned by Lian 28563, and then investigate the conditions for becoming an elf bishop.
I just want to be a bishop! Isn’t this what I updated in my notebook two days ago? Is it my first ambition in this life?
Wouldn't it be nice to become an elf bishop and have a harem of three thousand beauties?
To hell with Pandora, the Contractors, the Fangs of Shadow, the Shadow Organization, and the federal radicals.
I'm just a low B who can't walk when I see a stunning goddess. What's wrong? If you don't accept it, come and argue! Mo Zhi thought with hatred in his heart. Besides, this is not considered Low at all. If he can't walk after seeing a goddess, it is considered Low.
, how can it be considered low to directly have the ideal of three thousand stunning women?
Is that called following your heart?
Which man can stand this?
Be a eunuch!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Pandora. Are you sick?! Why would you throw a nuclear bomb in there when you have nothing to do? You have damaged this space channel and delayed my peak life!
Standing quietly, unpredictable, just looking at this black vortex that can still be called a miracle after being destroyed, my mood becomes less and less beautiful.
After a lot of effort, he was able to get rid of the negative emotions from his mind that he was only a few steps away from his dream.
Well, being able to control his emotions is not entirely his own fault, but the black vortex seems to be moving a little differently.
Ever since he stood in front of this space passage, the source of the black vortex seemed to be slowly getting stronger.
What followed was an unpredictable feeling that there was some kind of power attracting me.
The attraction is getting stronger!
This feeling is like a huge magnet in the chaotic black vortex, attracting the consciousness in the unpredictable mind.
Soon, this attraction caused pain that reached deep into the soul, as if memory and consciousness were torn apart.
Although there was no evidence, he immediately thought of the reason for this situation. Is this the main god-level contracted soul being summoned in the body? If the black vortex is the existence of the bishop's flesh and blood, then it is the original "god-level contracted soul"
Host "Ah.
Just like when the consciousness is released and attracted by the black vortex when upgrading, the original body has a natural attraction to the original soul.
So Mozhi had to retreat and eliminate this effect by increasing the distance.
It wasn't until he stepped back a hundred meters that the pain caused by this attraction could no longer affect him. No, it wasn't that it couldn't affect him at all, but that he had been able to fight against the energy coming from the black vortex by controlling his consciousness.
Attraction.
The influence of attraction is still there, but it no longer poses a fatal threat to him.
It seems that being pulled by these forces, inexplicably, the memory lurking in the soul of the main god-level contract seems to be ignited, and one hazy scene after another appears in the mind.
From an unpredictable perspective, at this time, the scene in front of him changed, and he seemed to be experiencing the life experience of the "Bishop of Nightmare"
This is a world filled with dark clouds.
Above the head, there were black clouds floating far away like before a heavy rain. They were constantly billowing, gathering and dispersing in the sky, forming strange shapes that looked like monsters.
The sun was blocked behind dark clouds, and the scattered and weak light prevented the space from being completely dark, but made the entire earth seem to be in an eternal "solar eclipse", extremely dark.
The lightning penetrated the thick black clouds and spread like a spider web, followed by a continuous muffled sound.
There is almost no vegetation on the crimson land, and they are all undulating hills. During the time when the gravel was scattered, it was eroded by the violent wind into various irregular shapes.
Desolation and loneliness. It reveals something akin to despair.
There are no living things.
Standing on the top of the mountain, the hazy vision changed rapidly. Finally, in a valley with high cliffs on both sides, I saw densely packed simple buildings.
The buildings here are almost all made of stone and soil, scattered and extremely irregular in shape, much like a primitive tribe.
Among them, two tall stone towers stand proudly above the other low stone houses, silently protesting against this desolate world.
A tall tower stands in the middle of the building. On the top of the tower, there are four pointed pillars extending out. Each pillar emits symbols towards the center point.
The four pointed pillars worked together to emit a mysterious red light with symbols on the top of the tower, intertwining with each other to form a huge eye.
These eyes seem to be burning!
It's alive!
There is a soul-stirring mysterious power in the red flames it emits, which can directly penetrate everything in this world.
Just looking at these eyes, Mo Yue felt his whole body tremble, as if all the hidden secrets in his heart were exposed to the broad daylight, and there was no longer anything to hide.
All emotions, all thoughts, are like drawing patterns in reality under the gaze of this giant eye. Every logical link, every purpose hidden behind the design, is drawn out of the void by this giant eye. .
No secrets can be hidden in front of it!
What followed was that the whole person seemed to be bewitched by the huge eyes, and there was a faint illusion of obedience from the bottom of his heart, as if he was following the silent orders of the giant eyes.
It was only because he was able to control his consciousness at this time and encourage and support him that he was not controlled by the giant eye.
It is like a searchlight, overlooking the land, watching every corner of the tribe, as well as the sand and hills outside the valley.
Below the tower is the square in the center of the entire tribe, and at the far end of the flat ground stands another tall, pale golden tower.
This pale golden tower has a strange shape, is solemn and solemn, and what is even more magical is that its foundation area is quite large, and several roads with no rules at all intersect with each other below, as if it is the entrance to the tower.
This is the world tribe?
No, what is unpredictable and fused is the heart-nightmare master-god-level soul. If according to Lian 28563, the elves with each master-god-level contract live in tribes, this should be the heart-nightmare tribe.
The burning eyes that seem to be able to peer into the soul should be the symbol of "Heart Nightmare".
After reaching this conclusion, Mo Zhi looked down at the buildings in the valley again, only to realize that something was vaguely wrong just now. There were almost no rules in the buildings in the valley, and they formed a huge maze among them.
That's right, it's like a maze, and it feels even weirder upon closer inspection——
The foundations of some houses turned out to be the roof of another similar house. Some stone roads originally extended along the inherent veins, but suddenly rushed into the middle of several houses and disappeared. And somewhere next to it, this road disappeared The road stretched out from a pothole in the ground without warning, and the stars actually passed through a hidden and unexpected secret passage.
This style is unpredictable. From this strange architectural style that is inexplicable and deliberately creates "suspense", I suddenly feel a familiar feeling.
This fucking maze and this architectural style are just like something out of a nightmare - one train of thought is always followed by eight twists and turns, and you'll never know where to go in the next section of the road.
Sure enough, this is the Heart Nightmare tribe, the tribe that the unpredictable Lord God-level contract belongs to.
This architectural style, if used as a metaphor, is more like a mountain city, a city where navigation often fails -
There is a road that is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. Navigators often say they are confused.
Finally, after confirming where he was at this time, Mu Zhi continued to refine his perspective and focused on the living Alebe people.
Elf
They are not, it should be said that they are in groups, wearing different costumes, and each is busy with the work in hand.
There are a few elves standing in the square, streets, and towers with shields. But they are not "guards" in the strict sense as in the impression, how can I say? Because while unpredictable, they noticed that they were guarding, but there were also people hiding around them. There are many mechanisms and tricks
There are iron cages that are huddled on the building, iron arrows that will rain down like a torrential rain when you pull the rope, and traps that will collapse in the middle of the road if the mechanism is tapped.
Albe of the Heart-Dread tribe is indeed a Heart-Dread person. He can even make so many twists and turns to plot against the enemy while working as a guard.
Rub. Mu Zhi silently laughed at himself. Isn't this unexpected way of doing things what he is most accustomed to doing?
Are all the elves in the entire tribe such cunning guys?
Unpredictably, hehehe, he continued to look at other elves.
They used crude and dilapidated vehicles to transport meager amounts of wood from unknown places far away from the tribe, and drove the vehicles through intricate maze-like roads to transport them;
There are elves who are responsible for repairing buildings and building weird houses out of mud and boulders. The location of the house is actually on an overpass, blocking the entire turning road, forming a hidden underground passage.
And in the hinterland of the valley, a group of elves in ragged clothes, showing off their graceful figures, were working in the green fields.
Green is an extremely rare green in hazy scenes, exuding the breath of life, but this area planted with unknown types of forage and miscellaneous grains is also strange and intricate.
You can get lost even if you walk into the fields, can you believe it?
In short, this entire structure of the Heart Nightmare Tribe can kill Virgo no matter which area it is used in.
The fields are connected with meandering water canals from the cliffs. After the wonderful turns of rising and falling from the mountain walls, inside and outside, the gurgling water suddenly appears from below the ground, irrigating all the fields.
Even though I, a God-level contractor like the Nightmare Lord, was surrounded by this tribe, I still found the embarrassment revealed in "my" tribe - barrenness.
No resources, no animals, no food, scarce water
This small piece of land should support the livelihood of the entire tribe.
Time and space changed, and along with the dizzy feeling that made people's stomachs churn, the scene in front of them changed.
seaside, dense forest
I don't know how far away from the Heart Nightmare tribe just now, but there is a large area of vegetation here.
However, the symbol here is extremely violent
The sea water surges, forming a wonderful scene that even the power of nature cannot create. Some waves reach a height of 100 meters, and the pale white sea water slides down from the sky menacingly, forming a waterfall in the sea that can only be seen on land.
The water waves surged, and countless dragon-like water sponges rose up from the ground, crossed thousands of meters in the air, and rushed into the far sea.
One after another, huge, rapidly flowing vortices dotted the sea surface, far or near.
The conditions on the sea surface are no different from those seen in the memory space.
I'm afraid even a 100,000-ton nuclear-powered aircraft carrier would sink in such a sea.
However, the unpredictable focus is not on these scenes that have been seen, but on finding the tall tower that once stood through the dense forest.
That altar!
Twelve bishops sacrificed themselves and established an altar for the passage of time and space.
At this time, twelve bishops were standing on the altar, exuding powerful talismans and performing some kind of ceremony.
This was exactly what Mu Zhi wanted to see. His eyes moved quickly, and he was finally able to see clearly the costumes of the twelve bishops.
The twelve directions are:
The black cloak is covered with complex and irregular mysterious patterns. Under the hood, there is a red flaming eye burning. There is no doubt that this is the Bishop of Heart Nightmare;
He is a tall man in a red half-length robe, with a broad and strong chest exposed, and his shoulders and back are covered with thick animal hair. In the shadow of his head, there are several intricate horns extending outside the head, and the head horns are majestic;
Wearing a pure white cotton robe, the face is covered by hazy water mist, and behind him is a roulette of elements such as flames, hurricanes, earth, waves, plants, etc.;
He has a dark blue cloak and a tall rattan hat on his head. He has no face. The symbols on his face come together and disperse, forming one strange shape after another. Among them, there seems to be a strange smiling face flashing.
The talisman in his hand circulated rapidly, and he could actually use the talisman to directly transform something;
A man without a cloak, revealing strong but extremely explosive muscles, his body seems to be undergoing several changes in shape. The surface of the body occasionally has a metallic luster, but sometimes changes into illusory smoke. His body seems to be
Everything in this world is not anything;
The face under the silver robe and wide hood is made of light from the source of symbols. There is a golden Ouroboros pattern connected head to tail. As the snake body squirms, more and more snake bodies are swallowed by the snake head. However,
The snake's body is growing strangely, making up for the body swallowed by the snake's head;
Wearing a gray and worn-out cloak, his figure is a bit stooped, and his face is still obscured by something that cannot be explained in words. However, he seems to be quite old, and his hair is the same gray color. A withered arm stretches out of the cloak, holding a hand in his hand.
Holding a heavy book bound by copper plates;
There is no cloak or robe. A bishop who is almost naked, with only a thin tulle covering her key parts. At the same time, she is the only woman among the twelve bishops. Her skin shines with a burning light, exuding the unique charm of women.
, has an absolutely perfect figure. But her face can’t be seen clearly either.
Mobi glanced at her and felt that her hazy face was smiling, as if she was waving to him with her sexy lips pursed;
Pure black robe. The entire head is burning with penetrating dark green flames. Around his neck is a chain made of skulls. On his back, a pair of bone wings made of white bones break out of the body and flutter in the wind;
Nebula Cloak: This bishop is tall and tall. His gray-black cloak is covered with nebulae composed of runes, slowly rotating around the center.
The occasional collision of nebulae is actually like a deep space explosion on the cloak, with countless stars shattering and flying until new nebulae are formed again.
No matter from which angle you observe, you can find that the various rotating nebulae imply the truth of the universe;
Blood-colored robe. Blood seemed to be flowing on his body. At the moment when the symbol burst, the flowing blood seemed to form some familiar yet mysterious words.
This text exudes some kind of mysterious power, just like the magical maxims in novels, shining with red phosphorescence that chooses and devours people;
Behind him in the golden cloak, there is a clock that is almost the same height as his body and made of unknown material.
There is no twenty-eight-hour dial on the clock, and there is no specific scale. There is only a long hand that rotates quickly and slowly.
A total of twelve bishops!
Just when Mu Zhi was about to memorize the image of each one, the bodies of the twelve bishops suddenly erupted at the same time.
The violent fluctuations in the symbol source caused the entire altar to tremble violently, and countless stones shattered, seemingly unable to withstand the huge pressure of the twelve bishops acting at the same time.
During the breath, starting from the bishop in the blood-colored robe. The bright red blood originally flowing in his body seemed to be boiling. It surged crazily from his body and spread to the bishops in a counter-clockwise direction.
Soon, this blood connected everyone on the altar one by one. Starting from the bishop in the blood-red robe and ending with the bishop in the nebula cloak, the twelve Albei bishops were connected into a whole.
On the altar, it was as if an extremely complex array of symbol sources had been drawn with blood.
The originally tyrannical pressure suddenly increased after each bishop was connected in series, reaching its peak after reaching the final Nebula Cloak.
The rotating stars on the nebula cloak rotated at an extremely alarming speed, and his entire body began to undergo some unspeakable changes. It seemed that he could penetrate the barriers of space and reach anywhere he wanted to go.
At the same time, the sea in the distance is equally violent!
The violent waves and the tumbling motion of the water dragon, which is thousands of meters long, have become some kind of suppressive force. The target of this force is pointed at the altar, at the bishop in the nebula robe.
The bodies of the twelve bishops seem to be dissipating
At this time, the bishop in the nebula robe slowly raised his hands
Just between his arms, a black hollow the size of a grain of rice slowly took shape, spinning faster and bigger.
As the size of the black void increases, the bodies of the twelve bishops become darker, as if all their energy has been drained away
Finally, there was a chorus of shouts.
The black hole finally took shape, and it was finally possible to see its entirety with the naked eye.
This is exactly that black vortex.
At a certain moment, the bodies of the twelve bishops suddenly exploded, completing the last step of the ceremony.
The black vortex, which was only a few meters wide, jumped up and down, seemingly penetrating the space and landing on the beach in the distance. It was exactly the place it traveled through in the unpredictable memory space.
As the black vortex grew larger and larger, it finally penetrated the space barrier, and the sea gradually became quiet.
As the twelve bishops sacrificed themselves, there was once again only one living person left in the entire world.
He looked at the black whirlpool towering on the beach and couldn't help but sigh:
"This is the process of the twelve bishops creating the time and space channel."
For the sake of their homeland and for Albe to return to the Rodinian continent, they sacrificed themselves in exchange for a passage back to the Rodinian continent.
Just when Mu Zhi was about to change his perspective and watch the next scene, unexpectedly, a thin shadow as thin as air slowly took shape on the altar where no one was left.
What surprised him even more was that the shadow actually turned around and looked at himself. He was facing his own God's perspective!
He found something unpredictable!
This made Mo Zhi's heart suddenly shaken.
The phantom quickly took shape and transformed into the image he had just seen. It turned out to be
The bishop with the silver robe and the Ouroboros pattern on his face!
His figure at this time has become illusory, but he is still looking towards the unpredictable. Even if the unpredictable cannot observe his expression, he can still read what this person wants to do through some strange connection - he should have discovered it.
I, that’s why I used my contract ability to stay briefly at the moment when my life ended.
He has something to say!
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Mo Zhi's heart, and this voice originated from the phantom in front of him.
A soft, yet ethereal male voice that makes people faintly impressed just by the timbre, mixed with an indifferent smile:
"Unpredictable, right?"
"Hehehe, I am the Bishop of Numerology. My title is prophecy!"
"I watch the wheel of fortune and know that you will appear at this time."
".So I leave a message here."
This chapter has been completed!