Time and space gate?

A strange color appeared on his cold face. The next moment, the deep figure of the magic sword Naros appeared in Vill's hands.

The deep black mist overflowed wildly in Vir's heart until it completely swallowed his whole body.

Click ~

Bang!

A strange sound rang behind Ville.

Without looking back, Weir just felt that his body had become more relaxed, as if some kind of restraint from the outside world had been cancelled.

No turning back, no investigation.

Weir just raised the sword in his hand and slashed suddenly at the void ahead.

The dark black sword light quietly passed by.

It was like cutting cheese, a sword mark with a strange smell appeared inexplicably.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared, and Weir extended his palm toward the crack of the space that exuded an exotic aura.

The black mist kept hovering on Weir's hand, and pieces of strange dark thorns grew wildly like wild grass. At first glance, it looked like an eraser and countless arms were stacked on the hand!

"You can't escape."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that emitted evil spirit reached in directly.

However--

It was like a low-level beast that was ravaged by countless wind blades. In just a blink of an eye, the extended part was completely cut into a pile of floating glow.

Excluded?!

The desire for killing rages in Vir's heart, and the terrible murderous intent to the church messengers made Vir's eyes completely red. However, the remaining reason kept arousing in Vir's mind, telling the danger of blindly breaking into the cracks of time and space.

"Try it again."

It seems to be asking and answering oneself.

As he said that, Vir once again reached into the crack, but this time, he was using his fingers.

...

Severe pain.

Unspeakable severe pain.

Under the stimulation of the pain, the red light in Weir's eyes also faded a lot.

At the index finger of Vier's right hand, the neat traces that seemed like cutting were a bit miserable.

Although the wound healed quickly, the fingers that were cut off by the sharp blade of time and space could not heal for a long time.

The smell of blood floated up, carrying a strange power of darkness.

Unconsciously, Weir inexplicably felt an restlessness originating from his heart.

"ah!"

Suddenly raising the magic sword in his hand, Weir inserted it hard into the ground.

Rumble!

Amid the sound of thunder, this sky city that lost its protective power due to its fall broke into two directly!

"Enough!"

"Don't...don't do this...I'm afraid..."

A familiar voice sounded behind the back again.

At the same time, Weir once again felt the binding power from behind him.

Very familiar.

There is also some smell of grass.

"Who are you?"

Without looking back, Vill asked in that hoarse voice.

If we just judge from the voice, Weir and before are two completely different people.

"Don't you remember me? I'm Eve!"

The sound seemed to be clearer.

Inexplicably, Vier heard a hint of concern from the crying voice.

"Ye…Fu."

Repeating the name, Vir twisted his neck strangely. However, when he turned around, he could only see nothingness.

Two lines of blood and tears slid from the unfocused pupils. On Naville's completely wooden face, countless strange patterns were constantly extending upwards.

"I remember this name...it seems to be very important..."

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I don't know...I can't see you."

A strange fragrance passed by the tip of the nose.

With the unique breath of life in the forest.

Unconsciously, Weir's body trembled slightly.

A strange touch came.

The next moment, Weir felt that his eyes seemed to be blinded by something.

It was like a clear spring in the desert. Suddenly, a strange coolness came from the hot eye sockets.

"What about now?"

"Well……"

The black fog kept swinging, sometimes condensed inward and sometimes spread outward. Finally, after repeating this for dozens of times, a strange black vortex suddenly appeared at the mouth of Vier's heart. It was like a black hole, and it completely swallowed the black fog beside Vier.

The moment the black fog faded, on Vill's face, the dense and strange patterns also fell like a tide.

They went down frantically, and then, when they retreated to their neck position, disappeared inexplicably.

It's like, it's never happened.

A sense of fatigue came instantly.

Inexplicably, Weir only felt extremely tired.

Both the body and the mind.

"I... feel so dizzy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Weir's body fell heavily.

...

The Great Hall of the Southern Continent—

The strange crack opened inexplicably at the entrance of the Great Hall. The expanding dark force made the surrounding church soldiers unstable.

"Warning! Enemy attack!"

Amid the warning sound, countless white armored knights blocked the open space near the crack tightly.

The magic glow kept appearing, and the expanding power was simply heart-wrenching.

A vague figure fell out of the crack in an extremely indecent manner, and then fell to the ground with a snap, stirring up a burst of dust.

When the thing fell, the space crack automatically closed.

The power of darkness kept hovering around the figure, like a protective magic circle, but the guy at the center had no movement at all, as if he had died.

"What to do? Attack?"

"It seems like there is a person inside."

"Wait first, I felt a very familiar atmosphere."

“…”

Speech sounded, but because of the dark power, no one could see who was inside.

He attacked several symbolic times, but both physical and magical attacks were bounced away by the strange dark force.

Just then—

A guy wearing a golden silk sacrificial robe walked over surrounded by several temple mages.

"What's going on?"

"There are invaders in Canaan sacrifices, and the situation is unclear, so our attacks are invalid."
To be continued...