To be precise, it didn't disappear, but the stealing action was too fast, making [Ciri Hat] seem to disappear out of thin air. ◎,
With a thud, Tom's heart suddenly fell into the bottomless sea, becoming increasingly cold and desperate.
That kind of speed that even a god-level warrior of Tom's level cannot keep up with the naked eye. There is only one existence in this world that can remain silent for a long time, almost making people forget his existence, the god of thieves, Mask.
Just like Mask's usual style, he interrupts others at the moment when they are about to achieve final victory or achieve a perfect result, causing people to suddenly fall from the cloud of luck into the hell of pain.
The gap caused by such a huge contrast is more uncomfortable than an ordinary surprise attack.
"Masker" Tom roared and smashed the dimensional anchor, trying to close the space to slightly prevent Mask's direct return. At the same time, he waved his artifact long sword [The Bondage of Duty], kicked his legs, and caught up with the man who was about to escape like a cannonball.
figure.
Tom was angry! Really angry!
Tyr and Ilmat escorted the most important Cyric and gave him the slightly less important task of recovering the [Cyric Hat]. But he messed up.
I betrayed my boss's trust and betrayed Raven's kindness.
Just imagining how they would react made Thom mad with rage.
He is not a god with high speed and agility, but a warrior god still has the ability to accelerate in a short period of time. Completely ignoring the short distance of nearly a hundred meters, Tom's extraordinary divine power exploded like a violent thunder.
With a bang, they instantly shortened the distance between them.
Mask was slightly startled. His agile body quickly changed positions in the air, forming twelve shadow clones at the same time.
These clones have inherited all of Mask's combat experience. They flashed and fluttered in mid-air, forming a surrounding net in an instant. Twelve replicas of the artifact sword held by Mask [Secret Whisperer],
They stabbed Tom's vitals in unison.
Thom waved [The Binding of Duty] with his backhand upwards, and like the radiant sun suddenly lit up in the dark underground palace, without even the crisp sound of sword blades clashing, all of Mask's shadow clones were knocked away and disappeared.
, turned into nothingness again.
However, Mask's attack was far from over. There were twelve phantom clones in a row. This time, there was a continuous sound of "dang, dang, dang" sword strikes. Occasionally, those who broke through Thom's sword circle were all killed by Thom's sword.
The divine armor can be easily carried off.
"Mask! Hand over the [Ciri Hat], the scourge of the divine realm!" Thom shouted.
"Only you?"
"And us!" Through the backdoor Thom left for his own people in the space barrier, the incarnations of Tire and Ilmat appeared from the void almost at the same time.
But Mask smiled.
What he was waiting for was the gathering of the three gods of justice.
Huo Ran raised his hand, and a battle flag exuding strange dim gray fluctuations fluttered in the underground hall.
There is not a trace of glow on the gray flag. Not only is there no light, but it absorbs the surrounding light; it is like the fall of darkness. The shadows produced by the moonlight on things merge with the shadows of the night itself, fading away from the light.
Although there was no light, the three gods of justice could see every fine line on the evil magic circle on the obsidian wall.
【blasphemy】
【Counter kindness】
【Counter Order】
The vomiting evil aura easily reminded the Three Gods of Justice of a filthy bottomless abyss. The power of good began to be swallowed up by the aura of chaotic evil.
The reason why Tyr and the others dare not attack Zhentarim Keep easily is because of this. The ubiquitous mystery locks and various restrictions in the underground palace are enough to weaken Tyr and the others to a terrifying level.
This is called home field advantage!
The space suddenly changed, and countless space lines bounced from the ground.
Although they could still see Mask in front of them, Tire and the others knew that they were no longer in the same plane.
Because Cyric, the master, is no longer here, the God of Thieves activated the forbidden trap in the underground palace in his own way.
Even if he is as strong as Tyr, he will not be able to escape from this trap for a while.
"Mask! [Ciri Hat] is not something you can control! He will even devour you!" Thom shouted.
"What do you know?" Mask looked at Thom indifferently: "You guys all have muscles in your head. You don't realize the value of [Siri's Hat] at all. With it, I regained my divine power.
, or even advancing to intermediate divine power is no longer a dream.”
Mind control or brainwashing artifacts have not appeared many times in the history of Ultron, but they have always caused great panic and destruction.
For example, [Death Moon Orb], the warlock king Larok used it to dominate an era. But even the Dead Moon Orb does not have the power of Ciri's Hat.
Just like the [Ciri Hat], a terrifying artifact that can unleash the power of high-level artifacts in a snowballing situation and control powerful gods, what will happen if it falls into the hands of Mask, who is in the neutral evil camp? The three gods of justice cannot
Imagine.
It is actually understandable that he would rather openly confront the three gods of justice who are not originally mortal enemies, but also take the risk of taking away the [Ciri Hat].
Mask is also a tough guy, and he has been screwed badly by Raven. Ever since Raven used Tinos to play a quiz game for the first time, and directly pulled the four goddesses to trick Mask, the god of thieves has started to have bad luck.
Unfortunately, he later even lost his leg and the source of his shadow.
It is not an unusual idea to borrow Cyric's artifact in an attempt to make a comeback.
He worked hard to expand his priesthood, broaden the source of the power of faith, seek to restore his divine power, and avoid the fate of being controlled by Raven.
Now that he finally succeeded, how could he not be overjoyed.
"Dear Tyr, bye. After I use it, when I'm in a good mood, I might consider giving it to a god you don't like. For example, Bane or something."
"You" the three justice gods felt aggrieved at the same time.
Bane! The powerful god of tyranny! His favorite thing is to cause disputes and conquer everything. Bane's biggest goal is to bring the entire main plane under his dark rule.
Bane is already strong enough now. If Ciri's hat really falls into Bane's hands, the consequences will be really disastrous!
At this moment, everyone can see the anger and helplessness of the three gods of justice.
But they could only watch as Mask forcefully broke through Thom's temporary space barrier and prepared to open a portal. In just two seconds, his avatar would be able to take away Ciri's hat.
At the same moment, Raven, who returned to Phantom Knight City, held the crying Karin with his left hand, and touched the little head of Laila with red eyes with his right hand.
"It's okay, it's okay, won't I be back soon?"
While comforting the two women, Suni suddenly frowned: "What happened to Tier and the three of them? Suddenly they disappeared?"
A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Raven's mouth, and his smile was seen by all the gods present.
Everyone can see that it is the smile of a winner.
Many powerful gods were stunned at the same time. Tempus, Sune, Ogma, and Mystila almost had the same feeling. Who the hell did Raven trick?
The intuition of powerful gods is amazing. They instinctively feel that this is the smile of a chess player who has a winning chance.
The battle between gods is like playing chess.
Each god's approach is different.
If Mystila, the Goddess of the Magic Network, were the chess player, then every move she made would be verified with the utmost accuracy, just like the passage of time, accurate to every minute, every second, and every node.
This is a mechanically perfect art.
Lei Wen is different. Lei Wen plays chess more grandly. It is a super chess game with the heaven and earth as the chessboard and the gods as the chess pieces.
The left hand plays with the thread of fate, and the right hand uses invisible layout to push the pieces of both the enemy and ourselves at the same time.
No matter how the pieces in the chess game rush left and right in an attempt to break out, they still fall into Raven's plan.
For example, this time...
Raven spoke carelessly: "I can use this move to push my opponent back from the clouds of happiness about to win and into the hell of despair!"
As if to confirm Raven's words, at the same moment, Ciri's hat, which was originally unresponsive and had lost its spirituality and divine power, suddenly burst out with a burst of evil light.
The three gods of justice and Mask were all dumbfounded.
"No, I want you, but not now... no..." The God of Thieves roared desperately, but he suddenly found that his body seemed to be out of control, and he raised the Ciri hat with both hands.
Slowly put it on your head.
The Ciri Hat is like this. If the holder has no desires, or is strong-willed enough, or has a strange hatred for the hat, then in its normal state its allure will be at the level of a demigod.
However, when the holder has a clear desire for it in his heart, whether it is curiosity, love of beauty, or some evil purpose, then the difficulty factor of passing the Will Test of the Ciri Hat will be doubled.
Increased exponentially.
This is the pit that Raven has laid.
After slight modification, Ciri's Hat is only activated against gods of the evil camp.
"No, no, no." In the confusion of the three gods of justice, and in the desperate wailing of Mask, Mask finally firmly put on the hat that he originally had high hopes for.
The next moment, Mask walked away through the portal.
But instead of going back to his Kingdom of God, he went to Phantom Knight City.
At this moment, Laila and the others felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Tempus rushed towards him and almost struck him with an axe.
Who knows...
Mask, wearing a Cyric hat, did the same thing as Cyric not long ago.
He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and raised his arms: "My Lord Raven, please accept my priesthood."
That outrageous act of immorality made Tempus, who had experienced countless battles, almost fall to the ground.
Over there, the system prompt also came.
"Mask, the god of thieves who considers himself to be your servant, wishes to transfer the priesthood to you unconditionally: [Shadow], [Stealing], and [Rogue]!"
"Masker, the god of thieves who considers himself to be your servant, wishes to unconditionally transfer the realm of divine power to you: [Darkness], [Evil], and [Luck]!"
"Warning, warning! Mask's [Luck] divine power field is triggered, and the power of lies in Ciri's hat will be exhausted in five seconds. Please decide quickly to accept the transferred project..." (To be continued.)
ps: Last night...I was cold and sleepy at 11 o'clock...I fell asleep