Peng Bonazi felt that his thinking went blank for a moment.
When he woke up again, his body became extremely tired, as if his strength had been taken away.
——It was as if he was frozen in time, and Aleister beat himself up and then took the opportunity to escape!
Of course, Peng Bonazi knew that was just an illusion.
Time has not been stopped. This is another application of the preservation technique - directly "preserving" Dame Bayard in a safe place. And myself, who is soaked in the power of dusk, is filled with the path of love surging in her body.
The strength was also severely restrained and thus declined.
Just like warm blood, it quickly solidifies and dries up on cold winter nights.
Peng Bonacci originally hated the road at dusk.
He would never admit his aging, and he refused to admit that he had strayed to the twilight path... This was precisely because of his strong aversion to the twilight path.
But now, the eerie feeling left in his body made Peng Bonaqi extremely disgusted at this moment.
This kind of power...its aura feels very close to the ice that caused me to fall into the illusion before...
"dusk--"
Peng Bonazi said through gritted teeth, his voice full of hatred.
There is no doubt about it.
The special power that Dame Bayard used before undoubtedly came from the Dark Phase Grunewald!
——This is not groundless speculation.
The power of dusk that can control him, plus it is the time when the Winter Division is promoted, and there is heavy snow outside... and he happened to be at Grunewald's home ground when he met Aleister.
I also mentioned that Heinrich was also frozen here.
This just shows that everything is Grunewald’s conspiracy!
No wonder she stayed here on purpose!
"Want to kill me?"
Peng Bonazi's voice became louder and louder, with more and more accents: "You can try -"
The armor formed by the high-speed flowing blood suddenly shattered, revealing a ferocious and sharp right hand like a giant dragon.
He suddenly grasped the ground downwards, and the ground of the ziggurat was easily broken into pieces like tofu.
Immediately afterwards, the blood was poured into the entire Ziggurat along the ground.
The faucets automatically rotated at high speed one after another, and hot blood with white smoke spewed out from the faucets on each floor.
The corrosive blood burned through the walls of the ziggurat when it fell to the ground, and white smoke full of vitality flowed throughout the corridor.
A passing student breathed in the white smoke and couldn't help but began to cough violently. But before they could cough for long, a bloody hand suddenly appeared from their chest and abdomen, and then they were disemboweled——
Some are boys and some are girls.
They were only seven or eight years old, and they emerged directly from their chests and abdomens.
The bloody children were bathed in the corrosive white mist, and the translucent blood film covering their bodies was corroded away in the blink of an eye, while their skin quickly became intact. They grew up quickly, and they just walked a few steps.
Became teenage boys and girls.
Throughout the Ziggurat, there are constantly new children being born, as well as young people who have grown up to be in their twenties.
Some clones stop growing when they reach their teens, some stop at just a few years old, and some stop in their twenties, thirties... There are even middle-aged people in their forties or fifties.
, as well as elderly people in their sixties and seventies.
There were twenty, thirty, forty... and finally the number was fixed at sixty-six.
The ageless Pomponazzi——
The moments that he was supposed to experience in his life but had no chance to experience, all manifested into one clone after another at this moment.
It's not so much that his mind has split into so many parts...
Rather, it is that he manifested the bodies of many people and then gave them his own faces.
At this moment, the dusk-colored halo expanded again - wrapping the dying students in it, causing them to disappear instantly.
On the top floor, Aleister is being kept here.
Looking at the students who had been rescued, her expression was extremely serious.
Two pure white flame butterflies emerged from between the fingers of her hands.
Compared with the flame butterflies summoned by Aiwass, they look larger——
[2x·Spell range increase: The reach of this spell is doubled]
The students who were teleported back in a state of being disemboweled and dripping with blood were divided into men and women by Mathias and piled into two piles. Two pure white flame butterflies flew above them respectively, and then bloomed.
Brilliant brilliance——
That is the positive effect of the Flame Butterfly, the flame butterfly with healing power summoned!
After its range was enlarged, two powerful healing stars bloomed!
These two area treatments covered all the injured at the same time, allowing them to recover instantly.
Even Aleister, as a healer, felt satisfied.
——It’s so cool!
This kind of large-scale treatment can be perfectly filled without overflowing, and it has an aesthetic feeling that is very satisfying for obsessive-compulsive disorder...
At this time, Christina, who had just regained her vitality but was still weak, lay on the ground and looked at Aleister with her eyes wide open. Her blurred vision gradually focused and she recognized the man who saved herself and her classmates.
I was saved again...
Such a thought came to her mind, and the earthbound spirit in her mind immediately became excited and screamed to come out.
At this time, Aleister just asked in a low voice next to Principal Mathias: "Is that some kind of clone technique?"
"That's the art of creation - he has vaguely come into contact with the essence of Yuanhe, just like me. If he can ascend to the dream world, he can also become a Tiansi... But I have never seen this trick. You are the first
Someone who can force him into this."
The lich floated in the air and made a hollow sound with echoes: "Peng Bonazi divided his soul and released it...created 'self' using other people's bodies as materials.
"Over the years, he has been accustomed to absorbing his erring heirs through 'family law punishment' to bypass their immortality and give them a decisive death. In this way, he creates a kind of child that is not cruel but very powerful.
image of authority.
"But those souls still exist in his body. They are just fused with him... I warned Pomponazzi, and he seemed to be happy with it."
"...Probably, he thinks this will make him no longer lonely."
Aleister whispered.
The Lich replied: "Obviously, he didn't do it.
"The soul of the Son of the Moon cannot ascend to the dream world, so the souls of those people merge with him. But he did not grind the consciousness of those people... This will bring an increasingly stronger burden to him. One day
He will go crazy and become no longer his original self.
"Now it seems... he probably had a plan. This is not a clone technique, each one is the original body - any escape is equivalent to his complete escape. And every 'Peng Bonazi'
It is difficult to kill them completely, and it takes at least six to ten kills before the blood energy is exhausted."
"……escape?"
Aleister captured what Mathias meant: "Is he going to run away?"
"After all, Peng Bonazi's character is not aggressive... He was a very rational person back then, an anomaly among the Children of the Moon. He probably doesn't know that you are stalling for time.
"Judging from his reaction, he probably sensed that your level of love is the same as his, or even higher than his, so he is very cautious towards you.
"Peng Bonazi pretended to be angry with you, but actually he wanted to disrupt the situation and take the opportunity to escape. Because he felt that it was unfair to fight you in this environment... When he 'attacked' you first, he was just throwing a tantrum at you.
Getting something is proof.
"If you concentrate on preparing for battle against him, he will take the opportunity to transform and escape."
The lich Grunewald knew this old friend too well and directly pointed out the true intention of the Red Prime Minister Pomponazzi.
In fact, Aleister also vaguely felt it - although the murderous intention was very strong, Peng Bonazi did not attack him unexpectedly.
——She was shaping the ice umbrella because she wanted to deliberately touch the ice.
If she made a shield, people might be wary, but the gorgeous ice umbrella would make people subconsciously think that she was showing off. And using the umbrella to block any thrown objects would look more natural.
And when Peng Bonazi launched an attack on the Star Ice, the Star Ice released with five times the mana dragged him into an endless illusion!
"...It's just that he was able to break free from it."
"He has already died once, by suicide."
The lich, who is extremely sensitive to death, replied: "He used this method to quickly break away from the dream, and since then he has been preparing to escape - probably because of the seal you used on him with the power of [taboo], so that
He must be afraid of you. He probably thinks that is the power I gave you... As you said before, the source of the power of the Ziggurat is the forbidden power of Lingbo Tiansi.
"Although Peng Bonazi rarely comes to the Ziggurat, he can taste the taste of 'me' in it. I have long become one with the Ziggurat, and now I also control the power of the taboo... He may not know that
What's the name of power, but he knows it has something to do with me."
The skeleton floated in the air and said leisurely.
Unlike Peng Bonazi, he seemed to be chatting with the people next to him while watching a movie... without the slightest intention to kill.
"It seems that the forbidden path is different from the power path, but closer to the beast's path..."
Aleister smiled and said: "It is an old road that has been replaced and optimized, but there are many traces left in the world."
"You want to take action? That's sixty-six fifth energy levels."
"I want to try."
Aleister said calmly.
Principal Grunewald replied calmly: "As long as I'm here, he can't touch you; but if you kill him, I won't take action.
"And you can't kill the King of the Wild Hunt just by relying on him. Just like a slap can't crush a flying insect."
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Aleister's eyes were deep as he looked down at the "Pomponacci" who were fleeing in all directions, and murmured in a low voice.
Behind her, the mask of the King of the Wild Hunt, who was standing quietly, fell with a clang.
The dim yellow color was soaking into his snow-white armor, and the students were shocked - even horrified - looking at all this.
All the students in the Ziggurat are here to witness the most grand hunting ceremony since the founding of Star Antimony.
Following Aleister's call, the Thunder Halberd also appeared in Heleqin's hands.
The violent lightning shattered the window, and the cold wind surged in, covering it.
"The hunt begins, Helechin!"
Aleister still held the Book of Law high with one hand, his voice became cold and sharp: "Leave no one alive——"
Above the sky, among the dark clouds.
The Wild Hunt is gathering.
Heleqin, who was covered with a layer of frost, held the thunder halberd tightly and made a low and humming sound:
