Under the Throne of Blood, looking at the dissipated Fire Demon Valaroca and the serious-looking Charlotte, Sebas asked in awe and anxiety.
"No...it went to the real world."
Charlotte shook her head.
"real world?"
Sebastian was stunned.
Then, his expression changed slightly:
"Boulder City?!"
Charlotte nodded slightly and sighed:
"Sebas, help me take care of the people at home for a while."
Sebastian's heart moved slightly:
"You want……"
"I'll go meet it."
Charlotte glanced at her dwindling free time and said in a deep voice.
After finishing speaking, she waved her hand and dismissed the dream world, returning to reality.
In order to avoid causing a sensation in the real world, the True Ancestor's liberation just now took place in the spiritual world.
But now, she is finally going to make a big fuss in reality.
The true ancestor's liberation time is limited, and Charlotte is not completely sure that she can defeat the opponent.
But she thought she still had to take action.
After reading the memory of the Balroga, she knew that the Balrog was very angry at the city of Boulder that had sealed him.
If we don't take action, the first thing it will do is probably destroy the city.
Although Charlotte has no feelings for Boulder City, there are some people living here who she already regards as one of her own.
And as a person with relatively normal views, she didn't want to watch hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians die at the hands of the fire demon Valaroca.
Fortunately, after reading part of the memory of the Fire Demon Valaroca, Charlotte knew that the opponent's condition was not very good either.
After ten years of sealing, the power of this legendary fire demon has also become somewhat sluggish.
She has a chance to win.
And...the chances are great!
With this thought, Charlotte returned to the real world.
She did not hesitate, the divine power of blood was immediately activated, and the liberation of the true ancestors began again!
The bright crimson light rose over her body again.
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The incident at the Drunken Dream Salon did not completely break the quiet night in Boulder City.
In fact, except for extraordinary people with keen senses, many civilians were not even aware that a resurgence of the undead had just occurred.
The night is already deep, and most people are still asleep.
Only the demon hunting station and the city guard were busy, exhausted by the drunken dream salon and the resurrection of the undead.
The same goes for the great priest.
In fact, he is in an extremely bad mood right now.
Everything that happened tonight made the officiant Meng get further and further away from him.
For a moment, the high priest really hoped that he was having a nightmare.
Nothing has happened yet, the evil god has not arrived, and the incident in Zuimeng Salon has not been revealed...
But unfortunately, the cold reality is so cruel.
Not to mention the officiant, now he even has to plan for his own future.
As for now, he can only hope that the Blood Demon Order's divine descending ceremony is not ready yet, and he still has a chance to communicate with the mysterious evil god and take the opportunity to solve this time bomb...
However, when people are unlucky, the less you want a bad thing to happen, the more it will definitely happen...
Just as the great priest was about to leave the Zuimeng Salon, an inexplicable palpitating feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Behind him, the city guards who were still dealing with the manor scene all exclaimed:
"Look! What is that?!"
"It's burning! The sky is burning!"
The sky...is on fire?
The great priest's heart skipped a beat.
He turned around, looked at the sky, and then his eyes widened in shock.
Above the sky, the raging fire continued to spread, gradually covering the entire sky.
In the fierce fire, a dark red space crack suddenly tore apart, like a huge wound.
The dark breath spread from the wound.
Ancient, vast, evil, corrupt...
The next moment, under the horrified gaze of the great priest, a ferocious arm protruded from the wound!
That's a demon's arm.
The pitch-black scales were burning with hellfire, and mottled flames continued to fall from the sky, igniting the buildings on the ground...
The arms spread out to both sides, and a huge goat's head poked out.
The goat's head was also burning with flames, and its two moon-like demon eyes flashed with evil and ferocity. It took a deep breath of pure air belonging to this world and let out a roar...
The terrifying sound waves spread to the ground as it roared, bringing bursts of heat-wave-like winds and dense rain of fire.
"The Balrog...Warraroca!"
The high priest stared blankly at the giant-like demon, his face turning pale in an instant.
However, before the high priest could recover from his shock, another more majestic and vast aura suddenly rose from the city of Boulder!
Crimson light pillars soared into the sky, illuminating the night sky and shattering the fire on the sky.
A figure with black and red light shining all over its body slowly rose into the sky in the light pillar.
It was a graceful figure with a slender figure.
She wears a golden crown on her head, and her face is blurry, but she can see her iconic magnificent silver hair and her pair of deep and indifferent red-gold pupils.
On her body, a black divine dress with a pattern of thorns and roses was majestic and mysterious, swaying in the wind.
The high priest just took one look and felt his brain was buzzing, making bursts of roar.
He only felt that his eyeballs were sore, his vision was blurry and stained with blood, and he quickly closed his eyes.
His soul was wounded.
Just by looking at it, his soul was hurt.
Two tears of blood slowly flowed down his old cheeks...
The power of the gods is too majestic for mortals to look directly at.
Ordinary people can't even see the appearance of gods at all, they can only see huge groups of light.
Although mortals with extraordinary power have the opportunity to glimpse the posture of gods inspired by divine power, they will also suffer deep backlash.
The more powerful a mortal is, the deeper the backlash he will receive from the mighty power of the gods.
It was obvious that the great priest who had glimpsed the true ancestor's liberating posture was injured.
However, at this moment, the great priest no longer cared about his injuries.
In his heart, there was only an unprecedented shock:
"Evil God!"
"It's the resurrected evil god!"
"Holy God! He has actually appeared!"
Charlotte slowly rose into the sky, looking solemnly at the fire demon Valaroca who broke free from the crack in space.
Through the secret connection with the other party after devouring the consciousness, she could feel the crazy, angry and joyful emotions of Valaroka.
Madness is its nature.
The anger is directed at the city of Boulder that sealed him.
And joy...is aimed at getting out of trouble.
She could feel the other party's extremely powerful power.
Even with the liberation of the true ancestor, Charlotte can still feel a strong threat from the other party.
Not easy to fight!
This fight... I'm afraid it won't be easy!
Charlotte's expression became more serious.
At the same moment, the Fire Demon Valaroca also noticed Charlotte ascending into the sky.
A pair of scarlet pupils burning with flames looked over immediately.
Charlotte only felt a vast spiritual power sweeping over her.
The next moment, she found that the other party's mood had changed.
The anger and joy disappeared.
Instead, there was shock and confusion.
And the shock and confusion, after feeling the connection with Charlotte, turned into shock, panic and horror...
Immediately afterwards, Charlotte saw the fire demon Valaroca, who had been arrogant just now, suddenly stop entering the human world.
It put away its flames and breath, and retreated towards the alien space in a panic...