Underground in the Backlund Bridge area, inside the cross-shaped structure.
The "darkness" contaminated by "blasphemy" slowly gathered inward, constantly compressing Anthony's living space.
The cracks on the surface of the bone-white sword in the hands of the "Dread Bishop" were clearly visible during the long-term confrontation. He could only rely on the spirit body sealed in his mouth to constantly deal with the "darkness" wave he had set off.
Although inducing and summoning "darkness" is not the only ability of "Dread Bishop", as the sequence name summarizes, in this area there is no intelligence, no thinking, and just want to kill himself driven by "pollution"
In the face of "darkness", it is difficult for the saint who is better at bringing fear and destruction to the living to cause harm to conceptual inorganic objects.
"The goddess of night, who is nobler than the starry sky and older than eternity..."
The white bone sword slowly shattered in his hand. Anthony looked at the evil spirits wandering in the "darkness", and a trace of self-blame flashed through his deep eyes.
But he was not pretentious. Instead, he stepped up his prayers to the goddess. He tapped his left hand skillfully in front of his chest and drew a crimson moon.
As the last syllable ended, the entire underground cross structure suddenly became darker. A pair of gentle palms slowly descended from the sky, calming the panic and anxiety. The rolling "darkness" and the broken bone sword disappeared little by little.
, not long after, only the unshakable tranquility and Anthony with his eyes closed and praying devoutly were left in the underground structure.
Above the structure, a young lady with smooth black hair and a beautiful face, dressed in a black formal suit and with blood-red hands, ignored everything. Her whole person was like a stunning sketch, allowing the invisible eraser to quickly erase herself without leaving any traces.
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"Close your eyes and don't look around."
Azik blocked Klein in front of him with his body, and looked at the group of worms that were constantly stirring up huge gravitational forces and whose tentacles were surging like a whirlpool. The characteristics of snakes on the body became more and more obvious, and the scales covered the skin. The huge
The wings emerged from near the shoulder blades, and the feathers were stained with oil.
The roaring and spreading wind of the underworld attacked Zarath again and again, but it could never touch the center wrapped by the slippery tentacles. The invisible water waves swam between the storm and the worm, and was slowly dispelled by the "grafting" authority.
The surrounding space was distorted, and the coldness symbolizing death rushed into the marks that Zaratul had laid out in advance, and the hurricane gradually weakened.
Wow!
The wings that were wet with oil suddenly raised up, and he slowly covered his eyes and closed them tightly. He only dared to face Klein on the ground. Azik felt the obstruction everywhere, and the colors around him continued to be rich and bland.
Transformed, the extremely weird colors are fighting against the deep brilliance that envelopes the entire street, and the passage to the spiritual world has been unable to be opened.
Although the demigods of the "Corpse Collector" path have been able to travel through the underworld with the help of the small underworld contained in their bodies since the ancestor of the undead, Gregory, opened the underworld in the second era, in the face of the authority that truly touches the space, this additional gift
He couldn't help but look particularly weak.
"Klaine, pray to her!"
Azik suddenly spoke, startling Klein who was fighting against his fear instinct.
He raised his palms high, and a green gate covered with patina instantly rose from the ground behind the worm vortex. The gate opened, revealing the depths of the underworld that had not been visited for a long time.
The gate of the underworld is like a hungry monster, trying to devour everything in sight. Feeling the loss of life, Zaratul no longer adopts the most conservative plan. A slippery tentacle suddenly rushes out of the range of the underworld's suction, pulling out a trail in the air. A figure condensed by pure brilliance.
As soon as this figure appeared, it collapsed into a scorching fireball as quickly as possible, absorbing the nearby air and expanding continuously, like a miniature sun, overwhelming the pale silence brought by the gate of the underworld.
"Kagero."
In the midst of the blazing fire, a pair of wings that seemed to be made of flames stretched out from the "sun". The temperature of the surrounding environment suddenly increased a few degrees, and the spear wrapped in layers of pure white wings condensed in front of the "sun".
The moment Azik saw the pair of wings, he made an instant decision. He clenched the copper whistle that became extremely hot in his hand. His eyes, which still had a touch of gentleness, were completely clouded, and the sound coming out of his mouth was no longer there. They look like humans, but more like snakes.
"Eternal sleep!"
Two very similar cold voices sounded at the same time, and there was a strong vibration in the gate of the underworld after receiving the order. It seemed that another giant was disturbed by the noise coming from the outside, interrupted its sleep, and was about to vent its anger.
The roar of the tide was deafening, and behind the bronze gate, the indescribable feeling turned into an illusory gray-white color, like a flood rising up from the depths of the underworld.
At the same time, although Klein, who was protected by the oil-stained wings, could not hear the sounds from the outside world, under the spiritual reminder, he still followed Azik's order and quickly recited the name of the "God of Mystery".
Zaratul, who had transformed into a hugging worm, felt something. The smooth tentacles scattered around seemed to feel the attraction from the depths of his soul, and became even more manic.
The same gray-white mist as the terrifying tide overflowed from under the oil-stained wings and settled behind Azik, covering the oil stains attached to the surface of the wings and the scales that punctured the skin. The son of Death's dark golden eyes rarely regained a trace of clarity.
Then, like a chemical reaction, the mist outside and inside the door attracted each other. A familiar yet unfamiliar soft face quietly overlapped with Azik's. The tide that had risen to its limit broke through the door and rushed out, setting off a huge wave with a clear target. Running towards the "sun".
But it is a pity that the historical projection does not feel fear. The miniature sun disc does not give up the attack because of the approaching danger. The pure white holy spear wrapped in layers of wings shoots at Azik who is surrounded by gray mist, rolling up a wave that melts everything. The rise of waves.
The gray wave pouring out from the door suddenly shrank in size when it noticed that it was restraining its mortal enemy. On the street, the illusory river water poured out in the direction of the wave, and spontaneously blocked the son of death. The cold illusion and the hot water Reality collides fiercely, bursting out immeasurable light gray steam.
As the remnants of the "God of Death" before his death, they naturally cannot let Azik, whose half soul is combined with the Unique, die.
The direct conflict between the two angels destroyed the entire street, and the aftermath of the attack alone dispersed the plague hidden in the haze that was several times larger than the street.
The pale coldness killed the plague, while the scorching sunshine completely purified the filth hiding in the sewers.
Azik frowned slightly, looking at the figure behind the huge amount of steam that had not yet completely faded, but had returned from the fog of history with the support of Zaratul, and rubbed his forehead in slight pain.
When he pried the wave behind the door just now, he also felt a long-lost call. Although there was a barrier of gray fog, the connection between souls still tenaciously spit out the pollution from the other side.
The dark gold that had just retreated was replaced by the deathly paleness. Azik "Hehe" gasped. Countless vines with baby faces grew out from under the deep river water. He felt that he was the only creature protected by the wings, but he did not dare to touch it.
To touch the body of the Son of Death, he had no choice but to aim his spear at the hard bone more than ten meters away.
The clasping worm wrapped and rotating by the smooth tentacles suddenly twisted and shrank, canceling the miniature "sun wheel", and instead pulled out an old man who was very similar to Zarath's body, but not so cold.
This figure with a gray beard and his eyes were dark and dull. The moment he appeared, like the huge vortex beside him, he turned into a slippery and evil worm, and instinctively pulled out three completely different illusory figures.
Zaratul, this is also a Zaratul, and an earlier one!
The moment he saw that figure, Azik found the matching information from his Fengchen memory, and his eyes were pale and filled with flames.
The two groups of hugging worms stood side by side, exuding powerful cohesion, and the projections they summoned surrounded Azik and the Gate of the Underworld in the middle.
They include beautiful women with blood-red eyes, blond men wearing asymmetrical clothes, and judges holding long swords.
In addition, another figure summoned by Zaratul also cast her gaze, but her eyes were not dull, but she could feel the ups and downs of her emotions.
"A circle of old acquaintances...and Salinger's young son?"
With the help of a demigod from "The Red of War", Medici looked at Azik, who was obviously in a bad state, and then looked at the projection of the old Zaratul, who had also believed in the Lord, and quickly understood the current situation.
Although she has now escaped the imprisonment of that madman Alistar, her strength has still not been restored. Instead, she has to cooperate with a little girl, and she has not been able to find the joy of freedom for a long time.
Now there is an opportunity in front of her where she can unleash her power without having to take the blame herself. How could she not cherish it?
Anyway, it was little Zaratul who summoned the historical projection, and she also gave the order to attack. Even if "Night" settles accounts with that big octopus Leodro afterwards, it is impossible for him to be blamed.
At the moment when she and several old colleagues around her were preparing to attack with their giant swords, the keenness of a "hunter" finally allowed her to discover in time what Azik Eggers was protecting.
Isn't that the little guy from the "Mystery" family?
The great Red Angel paused, glanced at little Zaratul, who was completely unaware of the current situation, and decisively changed his camp. The flames in his hands expanded, drowning the couple of the beautiful lady and the blond man next to him. Only the couple in the distance were left.
On the other side, the judge holding a sword successfully launched the attack.
"It is strictly forbidden for creatures to hide here!"
The substantive law swept across the burned streets, and Azik's wings suddenly felt unbearable pain. Under the intervention of a strong external force, they were split open, revealing Klein hidden inside.
"Don't open your eyes!"
Azik, whose spirit was pierced for violating the law, had a ferocious face and screamed with all his strength.
Breaking away from the protection of the feathered serpent's wings, scorching waves instantly swept across Klein's exposed skin, causing the "faceless man" to howl and yell.
He felt the danger coming from nearby, and also heard Azik who was in pain and couldn't extricate himself. His mind was disturbed by the spiritual alarm, and a black and white picture like a TV with poor signal and flashing noise crowded into his mind.
In the flickering black and white of the Mo Lake, Azik's eyes were pale and burning, and Azik, who had obvious snake-like features on his body, was half-kneeling on the ground, while the Red Angel, whose spiritual supply was cut off by Zaratul, was surrounded by two strange beings.
Dissipated into a pure point of light.
Under the dark sky, two groups of slowly twisting embrace worms accelerated at the moment when their wings separated. The huge attraction was even if Klein didn't look at the picture in his mind, he could feel that something was about to be expelled from his body.
Pull out.
Her purpose is my extraordinary characteristics?
Feeling the signs of the extraordinary power in his body fading away, Klein closed his eyes and struggled, and if he hadn't been in real pain, he would have almost laughed at his stupid thoughts.
A being who is obviously at the angelic level wastes so much effort just because he wants to take away a piece of the "faceless man" characteristic?
He couldn't be a "secret" enemy... Klein struggled to reach his trouser pocket with his right hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at the little glimmers of light that had been extracted from his body.
It turned out that "mystery" was just wiping his own butt, but he didn't expect that today, a mere Sequence Six who had just left the social life for less than half a year, he would have to bear the love and hatred of an angel and a true god.
Feeling a touch of coldness in his palms, Klein "looked" at Mr. Azik, who was reluctantly fighting an unfamiliar angel to protect himself, and a few drops of liquid leaked out from the gaps in his closed eyes.
The corners of his mouth were twitching, his expression was obviously distorted, and then he violently flicked his right arm and pulled his palm out of his pocket.
In the palm of his hand, he held a silver-white scaly charm tightly.
At the same time, more and more points of light appeared in front of Klein, and even the gray mist could not contain the huge gravitational force released from Zaratul.
Klein's spiritual intuition gave a crazy warning, and he struggled to pronounce an ancient Hermetic word.
"destiny!"
Amidst the echoes of the difficult and mysterious ancient Hermetic language, a giant snake with bright red and cold eyes, its body covered with patterns and symbols, and countless wheels with different details emerged from above the spell.
boom!
As the giant snake emerged, the talisman in Klein's palm also shattered, turning into pure spirituality to fill the illusory body of the giant snake, making it look more real.
The "Mercury Snake" only glanced at it, then quickly rolled up its body, opened its mouth and bit its tail, and turned into a mysterious and exaggerated wheel.
"Snake of Destiny, restart!"
Suddenly, all the angel figures summoned by Zaratul disappeared, and the pale flames and dirty oil that tormented Azik were suddenly reduced by half. Even the twisting and rotating clasping worms in mid-air could not help but stagnate, and Klein was
The separated properties return to the body.
Only the seemingly calm river water on the ground got rid of the reversal under the "restart", and only a thin layer of gray mist rose up.
Before the scaleless giant snake disappeared, its eyes fell on Klein, who had his eyes closed tightly, and the last of his spirituality turned into luck.
Zaratul, who was in mid-air, naturally noticed the small movements from the "Snake of Mercury", and was not discouraged. He just took advantage of the opportunity when Azik Eggers was still unable to move, and countless tentacles stretched out to Klein from different directions, and again
They all carefully avoided the peaceful flowing river on the ground.
It's a pity that fate prefers to favor the lucky ones.
In an instant, whether it was Klein with his eyes closed tightly or Zarath turning into a hugging worm, a body with a feminine feel was quickly outlined in his mind.
She happened to be standing in the way of the slippery tentacles.
Looking at the tentacles attacking towards her, Fran Amani frowned and showed her disgust without any concealment.
Her palms wearing blood-red gloves penetrated into the darkness, and a white bone sickle dragging the aura of destruction followed and hit those tentacles.
Under the cover of the aura of destruction, those greasy tentacles were immediately broken into pieces, and the group of worms also disintegrated together, turning without any resistance into the light spots that would only appear when the historical projection was destroyed.
After doing all this, Fran looked at Klein who was tentatively opening his eyes and walking towards Azik.
Seeing his shock as if his secret had been exposed after seeing her, Fran smiled and started dragging Klein Moretti into the secret.
An indescribable sense of peace came over him. Klein looked helplessly and horrified at his body that was being wiped away bit by bit. No matter how much he shouted, he could not make a sound. He could only look at the "Blade of Tranquility".
Ability slowly devours itself.
Doesn't this demigod lady know the relationship between the goddess and "mystery"?
Klein wanted to explain, but he saw Fran put her index finger to her lips and said with a faint smile:
"Crane Moretti, say hello to Antigonus for me."
The next moment, Klein's figure completely disappeared.