In an instant, the surging shadow power roared out, pushing Olive directly back.
The power of the overflowing shadow spread instantly, and the invisible wind blew out all the candles in the chapel.
The shadow spread rapidly outward with the Candlestick Cathedral as the center.
There was no strong wind, but the spreading darkness swallowed up all light sources. The two sides who were still at war were forced to stop fighting because they were all blinded.
……what happened?
Such a powerful shadow force...
The consultant suddenly felt uneasy.
Lancelot I...should be a knight on the authoritarian path, right?
Why does the ritual to resurrect him sound like a product of the realm of revenge...
[Revenge] That is the power of the realm of love. It is the power controlled by Ying Tiansi, just like the shadow.
The Shadow of Avalon...if this is the power of Shadow Tiansi.
Does it mean that when Lancelot I was resurrected... he was no longer the original Lancelot?
When the terminal ceremony here was activated, another magic circle far away in Yingjiao Village was also lit up.
The ritual formation over there is far more complicated than that in the chapel - forty or fifty overlapping formations, symbols, and extraordinary materials, forming an extremely sophisticated, yet complex system that is difficult to maintain. When they
When it started to operate, another ritual array hidden in it also started.
At this moment, the world of dreams, the land of shadows.
Lancelot held a spear in his hand, and after moving rapidly, he swung the weapon three times in succession, knocking the sword out of the strong man in front of him. Then the spear shot out like a dragon, instantly piercing his throat and heart!
As he took back his weapon, the strong man he killed came back to life again.
"Oops, I made a mistake..."
The naked upper body strong man was a little reluctant, but he still smiled cheerfully: "But your hands are pretty good - who did you learn from them?"
He threw a jug of wine to Lancelot: "Forget it, don't worry about that. Try this, the offering that my descendants gave me recently!"
"OK."
Lancelot smiled, put away his spear and took the wine bottle: "That's great, but it's a pity that my descendants don't know how to send something here..."
"What can I get you?"
The man said angrily: "You are a living person and we are dead. Don't say such unlucky words."
"As a living person, in a sense, I am not much different from a dead person..."
Lancelot said mockingly, sitting next to the man with a wine bottle.
It is always gloomy here, neither day nor night. There is no sun or moon in the sky, and the black-gray sky is always filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning falling constantly, but it never rains... It makes me feel depressed.
However, the lively atmosphere here on the ground is opposite to the gloomy sky.
Not far away, hunters are hunting huge magic pigs - these magic pigs will resurrect after death, but their meat can be removed and roasted for eating. Not far away is a banquet, and next to the banquet are people who are fighting in a bloody battle.
Two warriors.
People were eating meat and drinking wine while watching and cheering. After they finished their meal, they would usher in the next wave of fleeing and fighting.
They are all dead people, those who are aggressive, lustful, jealous, and stronger than fighting. They are the most heroic, strong and handsome warriors selected by Ying Tiansi.
There is no work to be done here, and the dead do not need to eat. The dense black bushes will produce a large black strawberry, which can be used to make wine; and various monsters in the Kingdom of Shadows will also
After rebirth, the witches and fairies will be responsible for brewing and cooking. What the rest of the people have to do every day is drink, eat meat, and kill each other.
And every time the last survivor can spend the night with the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows - in this sense, these brave and strong warriors can even be regarded as the harem of Shadow Tiansi, as are the witches and fairies.
Ying Tiansi controls the field of betrayal and revenge, so those witches and fairies will occasionally seduce these passionate warriors - after being discovered, they will naturally be punished by Ying Tiansi... But this is not a way of playing.
of a link.
However, compared to the absurd, cruel and depraved Blood Realm, the gameplay here is already very conservative.
At this moment, Lancelot was suddenly startled. His spirit body crackled and trembled, and it was blurry for a moment.
He heard... someone calling him.
"……ah."
He sighed, feeling disappointed: "Finally...is it finally over?"
"Oh? Are you leaving?"
The strong man beside him laughed and urged: "Hurry up, drink more! Drink more!
"When you are resurrected, you won't be able to drink this wine from the underworld!"
"Maybe I will come back again. But when I come back... I might be a white knight in silver armor."
Lancelot smiled and drank the wine in one gulp.
When the strong man complained, "Save some for me," he returned the wine bottle to the strong man and threw his spear to him.
His body twisted and disappeared, as if it had been sucked out.
At this time, the roaring shadow became more intense and roared and spread again.
Grass withers, flames go out, and metal rusts.
Olive covered her chest in discomfort and retreated repeatedly - his body was too old to withstand such a degree of shadow wash. Putao tried to use rock walls to protect himself, but they could not block this nothing.
The wind of shadow that does not wear.
If you look at Avalon from above, you can see shadow ripples visible to the naked eye, centered on the glass island, roaring outward.
The rivers became filthy, the fruits on the trees became streaked with black, and the stored grain became contaminated.
The shadow is still spreading firmly and slowly.
Except for the moonlight in the sky, all light sources were completely swallowed up and blocked. The whole world seemed to have returned to the primitive times. People hid in fear at night and did not dare to go out.
The war was forced to pause. Because no one could see clearly where the enemy was and where the teammates were. Even the vision of the extraordinary was blocked by this shadow curtain, and the ignited flames would shake and extinguish in an instant, just like in a strong wind.
generally.
In the coffin, Lancelot I suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the dagger inserted in his chest.
Then, he pulled out the dagger instantly!
In an instant, the appearance that had already entered old age seemed to be inflated, becoming younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and once again returned to the appearance of being in his thirties.
However, he did not completely turn into the historical Lancelot, but turned into black hair and black eyes. The power of shadow condensed into war lines on his face, and his pupils were black and purple, like a
A ripe grape.
The extremely strong pressure frightened Aiwass for a moment.
His aura is even more powerful than that of the Night Demon - just existing here, that strong sense of presence makes the surroundings seem so disharmonious. It's as if the painting style is different from the surroundings... suddenly appeared in the 2D environment
A 3D character is just as weird.
The power of the shadows that flew out has now spread beyond the glass island. At this moment, they are flowing back at several times the speed like time, and they are constantly entering his body. It's just that things that were polluted before are still being polluted.
polluted.
The light returned in an instant.
The candle flames flew up and swayed violently, and the chapel became bright again. Even the three candles on the Aiwass's tiara were lit at the same time.
Lancelot I opened his eyes and sat up from the coffin very slowly. The bones all over his body crackled, and the breath of his whole body gradually changed from a stone statue and a corpse to a living person... and gradually took on the breath of life.
"Children, I'm back."
He opened his eyes, said friendly, serious and seriously: "Is there anything you need me to do?"
The miracle of resurrection from the dead.
Not only that - it's even a miracle of rejuvenation.
Seeing this, Aiwass paused for a moment, as if he thought of something. But the inspiration flashed away, and he failed to catch it directly.
...Strange, it actually succeeded?!
How could it succeed?
To be continued...