In the Backlund Bridge area, in a certain basement, a gathering of extraordinary people was about to end.
"Leave separately from different exits, haha, I don't want anyone to cause trouble here."
"It doesn't matter which one of you dies. If I attract an official extraordinary person, I will definitely let him know what it feels like to have a soldering iron on his brain." The man sitting in the deepest part of the basement had his face hidden in the shadows, facing the surrounding people.
Several figures wearing black iron masks said in a low voice.
Forced by the majesty of the convener, the masked figure did not raise any questions. Following the man's words, they dispersed one by one, leaving through different exits and traveling in all directions.
After everyone left, the man who had been sitting in the shadow slowly stood up and knelt down in the direction where he had just been sitting. His body was low and his head was almost buried on the ground. He no longer looked as majestic as before and looked extremely humble. His words
Full of desire and fanaticism:
"Miss Treville, I have just distributed the mission to find the Elemental Dawn according to your instructions."
"I, please give me your 'blessing', please..."
On the unoccupied chair, a graceful silhouette stood out bit by bit, and the surrounding light was distorted, gradually filling in his transparent figure.
With a disgusting smile on his face, He leaned forward slightly, pressed against the man's ear, and exhaled gently, teasing his nerves:
"Well done, Brian, what reward do you want?"
Blaine slowly raised his head, his eyes were aroused with endless desire, almost substantial desire.
"I think, I think..." His voice was hoarse, and his brain seemed to have been deprived of the ability to think by strong lust, and he was unable to fully express his appeal.
Charlotte Tamara Treville felt a sense of disobedience, raised her slightly crouched body, and the unchanging sweet smile on her face also faded slightly.
"I think..." Blaine still didn't say what he wanted. He seemed to be in a tangle, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and swallowed.
When he opened his eyes again, a trace of clarity seemed to have returned to them, but the eyes that were aroused by desire and contained strong love did not change at all. The almost substantial "love" turned into black sludge, and fell from his eyes.
The water flowed down from the seven orifices.
brush!
Charlotte Tamara Treville instantly split the transparent thread hidden in her own shadow, splitting open the space behind Blaine, and plowed three terrifying traces on the floor.
His body was broken into three pieces and splashed on the wall under the huge inertia of the transparent silk thread. It turned into three pools of flesh and slowly slid down the wall.
Xia Lu quickly stood up, only to find that the light source in the entire basement had been dyed with a strong crimson color. All reflective items in the room were instantly broken. Several exits where the previous party participants had left were also distorted due to the space they were in.
Twist and closed.
A huge amount of white mist quickly overflowed from his body, covering his figure, and rushed to all directions in the enclosed space, as if he wanted to use this to break through the blockade.
Silently, bright red blood seeped out from the wall, mixing with the surrounding white mist, but it did not successfully stop its spread, and only consumed the caster's spirituality in vain.
Suddenly, the bright red blood no longer tried to offset the white mist. They rose rapidly and evaporated. Together with the sudden expansion of light sources throughout the room that had previously been stained with strong crimson, they formed deep illusory stars.
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The stars are interconnected with each other, like a giant net about to fall, completely blocking the white mist that is spreading everywhere, seeking a breakthrough!
Charlotte Tamara Treville no longer hid, and a shriveled body climbed up from the ground. The surrounding white mist quickly condensed, filling his corpse-like body, forming the strange pattern of the clothes he often wore.
, complicated gray White House skirt.
Starlight lit up from his fingertips, and as he slashed hard with his right hand, he loudly declared:
"Hiding is strictly prohibited here!"
Suddenly, the entire space shook violently, and a certain rule seemed to be determined and formed again, or even distorted and enlarged. Just hiding in the shadows would result in the punishment of being divided and torn apart by the space.
In two corners far away from Charlotte Tamara Treville, Roman Ambrosius in a white robe with gold trim and Edmund Jason in a gorgeous formal suit were quickly revealed.
Without any communication, they all launched their most powerful attacks as quickly as possible.
The hot, bright sun ignited on Charlotte Tamara Trewell's body, and the golden flames swept across the entire room in an instant.
The surface of the surrounding walls suddenly shattered, and endless sludge poured out from the gaps in the cement wall, condensing into a pitch-black spear that pointed directly at Xia Lu, and shot out quickly.
Suddenly, the golden flames surrounding Xia Lu twisted strangely, shattered into light spots all over the sky, and then quickly condensed into pieces of light shields, blocking the trajectory of the pitch-black spear.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The light shield constructed of thermal energy collided head-on with the spear from the ancient era, making a clanging sound and exploding in the air, exploding into clouds of black smoke.
Seeing that the first attack was ineffective, Ambrosius subconsciously changed the position of his own body. The high-speed movement of the "Planeswalker" instantly dragged out dozens of nearly solid afterimages.
The afterimages made different responses. Some had an illusory book that was constantly turning in front of them, some turned into dazzling star clusters that were about to explode, and some raised their arms and were about to completely shred the space in front of them.
Edmund on the other end also quickly faded his figure, turned into an endless torrent of information, and cast several mysterious magics originating from the buried history in the gap between reality and the spiritual world.
Foehn winds and rift valleys appeared together, and the purple light from the distance echoed with the endless superimposed light groups. Together with dozens of "Ambrosius" who were ready to go, they were about to give Xialu Tower a blow in the center of the basement.
Marla Treville's fatal blow!
Xia Lu, who was targeted by many terrorist attacks, didn't seem to be panicked. She "slowly" took off her gray white dress, generously revealing her pure and beautiful body.
The white, smooth skin, the graceful and enchanting lines, the pure and beautiful face were all eclipsed at this moment, and all the creatures in the space could see were the ones that slowly crawled from the collarbone of the "girl" to the whole body.
Complex "totem".
In an instant, both Ambrosius, who had hidden his body in the cracks of space, and Edmund, who was walking with the torrent of complicated information, lost their vision, returned to reality, and collapsed on the ground in pain.
Edmund's body actually became transparent and kept flickering, like a damaged image file.
And Ambrosius, who was farther away, had half of his body disintegrated into insects made of stars, scattered all over the ground.
They were on the verge of losing control because they looked directly at the projection of a greater existence and bathed in the "gift" called "pollution".
"ah!"
Edmund roared, and the changes in his body became more and more obvious. It seemed that the next moment it would completely fade away and become part of the surrounding information ocean.
At this time, His body glowed with dark light, and spider-shaped dolls made of brass crawled out from the illusory light, "carrying" part of the pollution.
The invisible thread appeared again. It flew out from all directions, and through the splicing and transformation of space, it avoided the remaining obstacles arranged by Ambrosius and Edmund.
The seemingly soft silk threads were as sharp as sharp guns, nailing the brass spiders crawling in all directions to the ground one by one, interrupting Edmund's attempt to alleviate the pollution erosion.
Just when Xia Lu was about to deepen the pollution again and completely control the two mysterious angels in front of her, the image of her own head being cut off suddenly appeared in her mind, and the spiritual warning went off like crazy.
Taking advantage of the specialness of the spiritual world, He quickly changed places with a nailed brass spider. A giant black sickle tore open the shell of the brass spider and corroded it into a puddle of mud.
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Where he was just now, three giant beasts made of mud with different shapes but the same face stood majestically!
It is a kind of pollution that comes from the ancient times that cannot be verified. When Tianzun still existed, it often appeared on people who "cultivated". It seems to be an extension of "The Hanged Man" and was the nightmare of countless Tianzun believers on the West Road.
The inherent depravity of living things is the three sides of malice.
The three giant beasts now standing in front of Charlotte Tamara Treville all have faces like Blaine's. One is wearing complicated clothes, one has a huge mouth, and the last one seems to be shrinking.
Hiding in the darkness, his eyes exuded strong desire, holding a giant black scythe.
The giant beast holding a giant scythe with lustful eyes took the lead. Under the high-speed chanting, the filthy curse wrapped around the scythe blade and slashed at Xia Lu regardless of the distance. It seemed that some kind of cause and effect had been formed before it was swung.
Tear the target according to the established script!
Xia Lu seemed to recognize something, her pure and beautiful face fluctuated for the first time, and bursts of white mist overflowed around her, intertwined on his shining star arms, like a knight's armor.
Along with the solemn judgment, He waved vigorously and pronounced several laws:
"Traceability is strictly prohibited here!"
"Depravity is strictly prohibited here!"
"The proliferation of filth is strictly prohibited here!"
"Here, it is strictly forbidden for filth to touch the person who gives the order!"
The huge scythe stopped in front of Xia Lu, and the three giant beasts behind it instantly stiffened, resisting these laws that touched the very foundation of their existence.
In the end, the monster that crawled out of the "nihility" history could not resist the established rules and exploded instantly. Under the traction of the rules, the sludge all over the sky flew back and spread all over the ground.
"Oh, you are obviously a mysterious believer, but you would take advantage of this kind of thing, how shameless." Charlotte Tamara Treville said sarcastically with a smile.
He turned around and stared at the two angels who had lost all their cards and collapsed on the ground, still tortured by pollution. He raised his right hand, preparing to impose the final judgment.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Ambrosius lying in the distance, and grabbed forward like a drowning man struggling.
Seeing this, Xia Lu suddenly lost color, quickly moved his position, and reappeared in the corner of the basement. Only then did he realize that there was no movement at the location where he was just now.
when!
Time in the basement was accelerated instantly, and the "giant net" made of crimson stars that had been hanging above the basement suddenly fell!
Xia Lu's body instantly burst into dazzling light. Her flesh and blood exploded and shattered into pieces. The spot of pure light quickly reorganized into a sharp sword, piercing the giant crimson network and piercing Baekeland.
The surface of Deqiao District, accompanied by violent sonic booms, traveled through space in the air and quickly disappeared into the sky.
As the "sword" rushed out, a dark "curtain" quickly filled the gap.
A thin gray mist floated around the two polluted angels on the ground, and traces of green and black "impurities" were extracted from their bodies.
Edmund, who had previously self-degraded part of the pollution, was the first to regain his mobility, separate himself from the interaction with surrounding information, and stabilize his body shape.
He slowly got up from the ground and opened his newly recovered eyes that had lost vision due to looking directly at the projection of the "Uncertain Fog".
He saw a being whose entire body was hidden under a jet-black robe, an ancient elf with a beautiful face and an indifferent expression.
He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to regain his ability to think.
"Lord..." Before Edmund finished reading the words in his mouth, the man shrouded in pitch black robes suddenly faded out of sight, and the "curtain" above the room quickly fell, rolling up the two angels on the ground.
disappear into the air.
Only the basement was left that had been completely unblocked, lost its shape, and had its area expanded several times.
Because it lost its support, the dilapidated basement collapsed in a few seconds, sinking into the ground along with the buildings on the ground.