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Chapter 105 The Importance of Knowledge

Chapter 843 The Importance of Knowledge

Inside the city of Morola.

The two exiles who were dueling suddenly dropped their swords and covered their necks with their hands.

Streams of blood seeped out between their fingers.

Onlookers and pedestrians on the road also experienced lags, or their heads seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands, pulling upwards with force, so that the muscles in the neck gradually tore.

In the endless cemetery near the Church of Knowledge, all the trees burst into flames, and the soil in the corresponding graves squirmed, as if something was trying to crawl out.

The clouds in the sky are accumulating more and more, and they are dyed with the color of fire.

The top of Corpse Mountain.

Albus Medici's neck also felt a stab of pain, and he raised his palms with great difficulty and weakness, trying to press it up.

He already understood what was going on, so he turned his head without haste and looked directly at "0-01". Not only would he suffer a considerable degree of contamination, but he might also break his neck and make his head fall out of place!

Albus slowly turned his body sideways, facing "0-01", but closed his eyes again.

At the same time, he heard a rustling sound in the wilderness.

Lumian saw the undead soldiers wearing iron-black full-body armor standing up one after another. The dark red or pale flames in their eye sockets were obviously beating and flickering, and the huge cloud vortex stained with purple fire in the sky was being invisible.

The power of tearing and smoothing.

The anomaly finally appeared.

Albus did not hesitate, and immediately let his skin reveal an iron-black color, and his entire figure turned into a soldier doll made of metal.

He kept his eyes closed tightly and approached "0-01" step by step.

During this process, his neck was obviously stretched a lot, and the skin made of steel film was torn into countless tiny metal wires. There were very deep and gruesome cuts on the iron-black flesh and bones.

Traces of bright red blood spilled out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, Albus Medici walked to the side of "0-01". He released his right palm that was weakly pressing on his neck, and let it stretch towards the burnt flag with its own blood.

Where it is.

As a "Hunter", Albus also has very strong spatial imagination and positioning abilities. Moreover, the flag of "0-01" is shaking violently, hunting sounds, and a sound reaches Albus's ears, making him unable to stop.

It is difficult to determine where the target is.

Of course, if you really come into direct contact with the body of "0-01", the pollution will really happen. This cannot be avoided without seeing it, but Albus has no other choice now.

As soon as he reached out to the burnt flag, Albus heard a "pop" sound, which was the sound of the steel skin on his metal neck being completely torn off.

He immediately changed his form, from a soldier-like figure made of iron-black metal to a ball of cyan human-shaped flames.

This caused the blood in his palms to evaporate quickly.

While Albus was guarding against Lumian's sudden attack, he sped up his movements and continued to pop out the bright red blood that had mostly evaporated.

In the wilderness, Lumian was mingling among the undead soldiers, his palms burning and cold coexisting.

He did not dare to look at "0-01". Naturally, he did not know Albus's current actions, but he could probably guess that the other party wanted to make a last ditch effort.

"It's useless. The current situation is out of your control..." Lumian muttered but did not stop him.

What he was more worried about was that if he really "teleported" to the "Salinger Blood Flag" and prevented Albus Medici from dripping blood on it, he would step on the opponent's hidden trap.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Albus may completely change his mind - since he cannot achieve the predetermined goal, then kill all the competitors and make his side become a more advantageous camp, and then use this to

Re-layout.

Therefore, it is possible that Albus pretended to drip the blood of the Medici family on the "0-01" flag, but actually induced Lumian to stop it, thereby seizing the opportunity to kill the last competitor.

At the top of the corpse mountain, the human-shaped flame transformed by Albus was stretched so much that the upper and lower parts seemed to be about to separate.

At the same time, the firelight emanating from him dimmed a lot, like an ordinary flame being poured a bucket of cold blood.

Snap, Albus heard the small sound of droplets hitting the flag.

After thousands of years, the blood of the Medici family finally fell on the blackened flag of "0-01".

However, there are no additional changes.

This was also expected by Albus. After all, the degree of resonance has not reached the limit, and the awakening situation of "0-01" has significantly exceeded the standard.

Albus died desperately and the blood left on the charred flag was more to reserve chess pieces and make preparations for the future.

The next second, Albus, who took the form of a human-shaped flame, felt an unusual tingling between his eyebrows.

Some kind of strange power extended from "0-01", seeming to assimilate him and turn him into his own flame.

Albus turned around suddenly, opened his eyes, and looked towards the wilderness.

He wants to kill Lumian and eliminate the last competitor before he is absorbed by "0-01"!

"That trash can was so calm that it didn't stop me from smearing blood on the surface of '0-01'..." Albus felt regretful, and Lumian's figure "reflected" in his flaming eyes.

Lumian smiled at him, causing the black mark on his right shoulder to disappear.

Albus did not hide his disappointment and regret, and returned to human form.

The skin and flesh of his neck had cracked, exposing white bones and blackened blood vessels.

He immediately activated the crystal necklace wrapped around his wrist, causing it to explode.

Bang bang bang, the exploding crystals formed a deep vortex in front of Albus. Deep in the whirlpool was a dark, dark world with almost no light, covered with a glass-like barrier.

That special mirror world.

Under the premise that the situation was extremely urgent and he could not leave Morola directly, Albus Medici chose to jump into the dark vortex in front of him and fall into that special mirror world.

At this moment, his neck was almost broken and his cervical vertebrae were exposed.

He fell into that special mirror world and disappeared into the deep darkness.

The dark vortex located next to "0-01" was immediately ignited by invisible and colorless flames and dissipated.

In mid-air, the green flame that had lost Albus's support quickly extinguished, and the remaining bit of Julie's blood continued to fall, touching the blackened flag.

All over Morola.

Nearly ten thousand heads were flying in the sky, dragging their white and blood-stained spines, while their headless bodies were running wildly through the streets.

In the cemetery, skeletons crawled out of the ground one after another, densely packed and countless, with dark red or pale flames burning in their eye sockets.

Then, red "rain" fell from high in the sky, which could ignite buildings and people.

In the Church of Knowledge, Archbishop Heraberg of Morola, wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads, stood in front of the open stained glass window, feeling that the wall was faintly melting.

He sighed softly and raised his palms.

…………

In the underground mausoleum, in the strange wilderness.

Lumian "teleported" to the side of the corpse mountain.

His legs could no longer support his body weight. He was about to sit down against the corpses and bones when he was suddenly pulled by an invisible force and slowly stood up again and walked towards the pile of undead soldiers.

This requires no effort on his part, and he has little strength to spare.

Lumian did not resist or struggle, as if only his own consciousness belonged to him.

The burning pain and cold rotting feeling in his right palm kept him basically awake.

"As long as you don't tear my head off from my neck, you can do whatever else you want..." Lumian muttered in his heart and listened to the brass talisman telling the knowledge, while using external force, he continued to use "0-01"

The puppet identity walked towards the team gathered in the wilderness.

The current situation is basically consistent with what he expected.

If he had read less books before, his head and body would have gone their separate ways now.

Knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth!

After more than ten seconds, the sky suddenly became dim, and darkness poured into the area again.

"0-01" seemed to be held by invisible hands, and the tremors and shaking began to ease.

The flames in this area were extinguished one after another, and the dead and cold darkness ruled here again.

"The Church of Knowledge has finally suppressed the abnormal movement of '0-01'. If it continues for a while, I will really become a puppet..." Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the darkness was encroaching on him with an eerie coldness like invisible water.

body.

The "Underworld Man" mark on his right palm exuded a stronger sense of decay than before, helping him resist this erosion.

Lumian "teleported" back to the position he had chosen before, and sat down weakly with his back against the corpses and skeletons that made up the mountain.

He closed his eyes and listened intently to the knowledge coming from his earbuds in the pure darkness without light.

…………

Trier, in the sacrificial square at the entrance to the third level of the catacombs.

After the vague and holy female figure answered Janna's question, it disappeared from Janna's eyes, as if it was just part of an illusion.

Jenna shook her head, her eyes returned to reality, and she saw Franka with a concerned look on her face.

"When I was promoted, I seemed to sense Ms. Crimson again and had a few conversations with her." Janna told her companions about what she had just experienced.

Hiss, are the high-ranking people who have reached the angel level dead and not frozen... Franka asked curiously:

"What did He say?"

Jian Na suddenly felt a little embarrassed:

"He said that he wanted to reconcile with the person in his mirror, because he is one with himself. He said that his father was the 'blood emperor'..."

"Ah?" Franka was shocked and confused, "Why would He tell you this?"

Jian Na was even more embarrassed:

"I asked, I asked without thinking..."

"Is he really the 'Blood Emperor'? That shouldn't be your hallucination. You can't figure out this answer even in your hallucination." Franka gradually whispered excitedly.

"Fuck, what do you mean I can't think of anything in my hallucination? Well, indeed, who would have thought of it?" Jenna replied subconsciously.

Franka immediately clapped her palms:

"That's a good question. That's a good question. This information is very, very important!"

She said with bright eyes:

"Lumian previously suspected that the special mirror world was created by 'Blood Emperor' Alistair Tudor to deal with the 'Original Witch'. The Tamara family may have played a very important role in this matter.

.

"Now it seems that this speculation has to be abandoned. Perhaps that special mirror world was created jointly by the 'Blood Emperor' Alistair Tudor and the 'Original Witch'!

"Otherwise, how could a true god of the 'Hunter' path without mirror magic create such a special mirror world?"

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