Echoes of the Wasteland Echo Chapter 53: The Decisive Battle "Natasha...Ms. is a loving and kind person. It's a pity that she was born in the wasteland world, otherwise his 'love' alone would be enough to win
God's approval." Wright looked up at the darkening sky, feeling his nose was slightly sore.
"So, Wright, do you know the sequence 1 love, which is the most original image of ayi?" Kayas asked with a sneer with a painful smile on his lips.
"No, I didn't carefully observe the other order cards except [Order] at that time." Wright shook his slightly heavy head and said.
"Goddess, a goddess image wearing a white gauze, with a green crown made of leaves on her forehead, her hands tilted upward, as if listening to the instructions of the Creator, her eyes are full of hope, and the falling white flowers beside her
Platycodon is an eternal topic that belongs to her. Its overall image shows the ultimate light. Unlike the other fifteen dark-toned images, it is the only one with light. The myth of the Putoa Federation and the Crusted Empire
Love has a common definition. That is a gentle woman who brings peace and tranquility." Kayas's eyes were slightly blurred as he described it, as if the image of the goddess of love appeared in his mind.
So pure, white, beautiful, peace, justice, hope and tranquility!
"So, you want to say that Natasha is a just person, a loving person, and even a selfless person. Such a person... Well, let me define her as a lost person." Wright
He deliberately paused for two seconds, waiting for Kayas' reaction.
But Kayas just stood there gracefully. Although the lean gray body and those eyeballs with white liquid were not completely removed due to the activation of the [Transformer] power, Wright could read it from his temperament.
, like Yato, he is also a decent person.
"You tried to use Natasha's love and justice to show me that her crazy behavior that day was just because of impulse. In fact, the situation was already in a precarious situation for you, so you were anxious. And I, because of the decision maker's instructions,
The recognition of the Prologue Cards, as well as the rituals involved in George and Atto, have some kind of power you need. Just to be able to resist a collective dream created by the Socratic Council, you must betray the empire and the city?
"Wright looked at Kayas with confusion and confusion.
"There are two points I need to make clear." Kayas' tone became urgent, he stretched out two pale fingers, gestured, and said:
"First of all, with your identity and strength, you can better explore the world only by joining our Association of the Lost. Humans have misunderstood us, thinking that we produced the Heartless People for fighting, but this is not the case. We can only control the Heartless People for a short time.
Their loss of control is normal, and we also hope and are more capable of rebuilding order and ending the wasteland world. Second," Kayas twisted his stiff neck again and said:
"The collective dream that the Blood Night Ritual may realize is at the expense of the citizens of the entire city of Socra. If it fails, the city and millions of humans will die. Even if it succeeds, the city will be wrapped in endless scalding water, and the humans in it will
Being controlled, there is no possibility of waking up again. Once the power of R'lyeh's dream spills out, it may not only lead to a wider range of pollution, but may also plunge the world into eternal ice and snow."
"Based on? It's empty talk." Wright asked bluntly. He didn't believe that the Zine Empire would do such a cruel act to its own subjects.
"The mechanical evidence is with the Socratic Committee. They have a systematic report. Unfortunately, my position is inaccessible, but you may be able to. And the evidence that belongs to the occult is divination and prophecy. As long as you are willing to follow me
Go to the 'Hope Church' and this basic information will be what you must learn." Kayas explained.
"In this case, if my identity is close to the role of a savior, then can you tell me about my rituals, my... uh, the secrets before my amnesia, and the secrets of the power in my body?" Wright asked.
poses one of the most critical issues.
What matters in the wasteland is interests, especially whether a thing will benefit oneself more than the moral gain. If the two are not proportional, Wright is unwilling to travel through it again from the bottom of his heart.
"Unfortunately, I can't answer." Kayas said, lowering his head slightly and making an apologetic expression.
"Then I have only one answer, refuse. From the day I fainted, that is, the day my memory was broken, I have encountered a series of things beyond my knowledge. Including the power of magic, sequenced gods, monsters, and unintentional people.
The lost ones, as well as the rituals of Socra city, the gods of Silent Highlands, etc. Including the deep murmuring dreams. But I feel that only when I am still a human being, or in the human world, will I be one step closer to the truth.
.If I stay away from the human world, I will be like a dandelion floating in the air, blown away by the wind, never able to touch the glory. Moreover, I can feel that the truth related to my amnesia, or the ritual, is close at hand. Including that god, machine
Daughter of Yuan, I want to touch it on behalf of mankind. I... am a human being."
Wright's voice was extremely deep, containing firmness and determination.
If he could become the King of Popes as a [Order] and lead and control all the forces in the wasteland to end this cruel era, why would he do it without fully understanding the world, even his own information?
To defect to the hostile camp?
Immediately afterwards, he defensively took two steps back and stood on the hard gravel path. With his hands, he used the "crazy bear" that he encountered when he first came to this world, which may have been used to "suicide".
"The brand pistol was raised to the level between the eyebrows, assuming a fighting posture.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No more talk?" Kayas's face became ferocious, and as the brown light flashed faintly, his body gradually expanded.
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"I am going to Chekavsk. Then I will open the road to the Silent Highlands with the Sokra Guards and recover it. This is an order, and obeying orders is the foundation of the Sokra army. From a standpoint, Kaya
Si, we can't be friends just yet!" Wright said, taking a deep breath and trying his best to eliminate any emotions in his heart that might affect the next battle.
"The lower ranks of the Church of Hope are believers, pastors, and church seekers, the middle ranks are doormen, readers, exorcists, priests, sixth-rank deacons, and monks, while the upper ranks only have three kinds of popes, cardinals, and
Cardinal Ziyi, can't the benefits seduce you?" Kayas' tone began to sound crazy.
Immediately afterwards, a dull birdlike roar came from his throat.
His dark-colored wings suddenly vibrated a few times and became hard.
The lean figure of his upper body quickly became fuller, with the exception of the pale skin. In Wright's eyes, Kayas's upper body was already stronger than any bodybuilder he had ever seen, and even possessed a weird sense of flexibility.
"Lite!" Kayas roared.
bump!
bump!
Sensing the surge of magic power in Kayas's body, Wright quickly fired two silver bullets.
The bullet was mixed with the breeze of the early spring evening, carrying the smell of earth and vegetation, and rushed straight to Kayas's head.
After a burst of brilliant firelight bloomed, a corner of Kayas's pale forehead was cut off.
Suddenly, bright red blood mixed with viscous pale white liquid overflowed from the port, along with beating blood vessels and squirming tissues.
However, Kayas seemed to have completely lost his sense of pain. Not only did his pale face show no expression, but his body only stiffened for a second or two, spit out half a mouthful of turbid blood, and said:
"This is the aura mixed with the magic source power. Wonderful, your appearance, no, both the appearance and the inside are actually complete human beings. But you have the abilities of the lost and the supernatural. You are not afraid of excessive consumption of the magic source power, which will lead to mental illness.
Are you abnormal? No, you are the echoer of the Determinator's prophecy, and this is what makes you strong." Kayas laughed crazily, and although the expansion of his upper body began to slow down, it was still in progress.
Echoer? Echoer! Isn't this the code name I made for myself in dreams, memories and conversations with "Red-faced Hain"? Why does Kayas, the lost one, know about it?
Is he a "mechanical spirit"? No, there is no overly strong so-called "sadness" in his body, and he still has a mechanical feeling.
Is it "wolf"? Probably not. There are only a few organizations related to wolves.
He has also read "The Ancient World"? It should be so, but if you accurately name the echoer, the echoer under the prophecy, then the prophecy of the decider may be directly related to my destiny?
No matter what, let’s deal with the immediate crisis first. When I get to Chekavsk, I must go to the blood family mentioned by John to find Aaron, and also find the lost people who “legally” exist in the human-controlled city.
Sequence 51 The Prophecy of the Decider.
After making up his mind, Wright began to try to use his mind to sense the flow of magic power in his body.
According to the previous tips of "Red-faced Hain", try to perform magic source power conjugation without using spells.
"You know what, Wright?" Kayas hissed, almost vaguely.
At the same time, his body had expanded to a height of two and a half meters, and all the muscles in his body were in an extremely tight state.
He stretched out his hands and twisted his wrists, and the "click" and "click" sounds were showing off his power!
"What?" Wright asked subconsciously.
"The Apostle of the Dragon Clan was mentioned in "The Ancient World of All Things". It is said that he will transform into any dead human being who has a deep memory for him, thus inheriting their power. But it is very interesting. After listening to the confused song of the daughter of the Mechanical Yuan,
I seem to have acquired this kind of ability. Weird and mysterious, as long as you ignore those nonsense, I am a powerful existence." Kayas said with a heavy and vibrating voice.
Immediately afterwards, his wolf-dog-like feet slammed into the ground twice, forming a small crater close to thirty centimeters.
After flapping its gargoyle-like wings, he stretched out his sharp claws, "flashed" in front of Wright at a speed close to sound, and waved towards his face.
bump!
A red light flashed in Wright's eyes, and with a reaction speed of 0.1 seconds, he completed the action of shooting, lowering his head, and jumping back.
His emaciated body, which had always lacked nutrition, still weighed him down.
Although the silver bullet hit Kayas's chest and caused a wound the size of a fist, there were also three deep wounds on his right face that were oozing bright red blood.
"Second, it is forbidden to bleed. It is forbidden to bleed when the red magic source power is formed."
Wright's ears echoed with the whispers of the apostle of God in his dream in Migov Hospital, and some subtle blurry entities began to appear in his field of vision.
"No, fighting is more important." Wright shook his head, not bothering to wipe the wound, trying his best to hint that he would not fall into madness.
"My body has extreme speed, and this strong body comes from the powerful Lost One of the Church of Giants. Wright, just imagine how extreme speed and extreme power will bind you and make you surrender?
"Kaias said.
He ignored the thick blood flowing from his chest.
The gray afterimage flashed before Wright's eyes again. This time, he first felt his hands twitching, and the "Bear Bear" pistol in his hand fell uncontrollably to the solid ground.
Immediately afterwards, he actually felt a hint of warmth from being hugged.
But good feelings are always short-lived. Next, he felt that his body was wrapped in a pile of meat that exuded a rancid smell, making it difficult to breathe.
"Surrender?" Kayas said angrily.
"no no."
Wright, who was perfectly wrapped in Kayas's body, burst out two words in Zine Empire language from the gap in his mouth.
Gradually, Kayas's body gradually curled up, and the pressure exerted on Wright's withered body gradually increased.
Wright felt the bones cracking under the gradually exerted pressure, and the familiar but horrifying sound of mechanical gears turning came to his ears again.
Inexplicable murmurs and a pure black environment gradually filled his body. Under the double attack of desperate emotions and overflowing blood, the appearance of a young boy appeared in front of Wright's blurry eyes that were gradually being eroded by darkness.
He was wearing a black, red and white royal dress of the Krusted Empire, with a double-headed eagle engraved on his chest. There was a little smile on his fair face, but then, his body was covered in pure black
The terrain is surrounded by bat-like objects.
Just when Wright felt that his spirit and body were on the verge of collapse, the voice of "Red-faced Hain" suddenly emerged from his mind.
"Use a spell to form a spirit, come on, let's pray to the goddess of light."
"Okay." Wright responded mentally.
Then, under extreme pressure, he whispered with difficulty:
"I...I pray to the goddess of light!"
"I... pray to... the goddess of light!"
"Give me the power to destroy..."
"lank...shim"
When Wright finished narrating the final stage of the spell, his eyes emitted an extremely frightening red light that surpassed all burning things.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce and extremely violent wind suddenly surged around his body, like the icy world of the polar regions, gradually wrapping his and Kayas's bodies.
The product of the mixture of strong wind and red magic power unexpectedly quickly collapsed inward, giving Wright a short-term ultimate strength that was not part of his withered body.
In an instant, Kayas felt the forces from both inside and outside fighting against his huge, beast-like and rock-like body.
This forced him to exert his utmost strength to ensure that he maintained his advantage in this game of power.
"puff!"
However, as the sound of a sharp object penetrating his body passed by Kayas's ears, he suddenly felt an extreme pain extending from his body to his spirit.
Kayas looked down, and saw a petal-shaped tentacle with a hard and sharp tip made of pure black material, and a mixture of blood red and pure black colors flowing out from the middle of Wright's back, penetrating Kayas's solid body.