The powerful nightmare shadows transformed by successive popes, the evil power spawned by Rock Marton's crazy will, and a mental shock that could destroy the entire legion, just because it hit a weakling with a brain full of slurry.
It lost its effect, and even caused groups of nightmare shadows to suffer mental backlash and die. To be honest, Hao Ren himself didn't believe this explanation...
But there’s nothing you can do if you don’t believe it, because I really can’t find a more reasonable statement than this, and if you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense: Although the little weakling is weak, she is also a chaotic and evil camp with a strong foundation. Her brain
It was the thickened soup specially ordered by the goddess and mixed with water. Hao Ren even guessed with malice that even a mind that had been completely destroyed by the shadow of nightmare would probably be more clear-headed than a weakling's mind when facing a person who was already in a mess.
The mental impact is released, and it is not certain which of the two is crazy.
The results have confirmed that it was those Nightmare Shadows who went crazy first.
Of course, Hao Ren also had some other vague thoughts, that is, what caused this result had nothing to do with the little weakling's sanity, but depended on the attributes of his "evil mind body". As a person who was polluted in Vivian's bloodline,
Components, the little weakling may have something to do with beings like Rock Marton...
But all these conjectures cannot be confirmed, and so far he can only make wild guesses.
The smoke dissipated, the power of chaos gradually disappeared, and the people who had been in a state of frenzy and confusion finally woke up one by one. Hao Ren, no matter how hard he was struggling with his hands, came to Calasius and asked: "How are you?
"
"Still alive..." Karasius breathed heavily, his voice inexplicably bitter. His eyes fell on the three compatriots not far away, a high-level knight and two high-level priests. Now they have lost their breath.
Wu Di fell to the ground, their eyes were wide open, but there was a strange smile on their face, and the turbid light in the depths of their eyes seemed to tell that their souls had gone far away.
And among Lily's guards, a giant monster also fell and would never stand up again.
Even though Hao Ren tried his best to protect these people, casualties were inevitable after all.
"God will appease these pure souls," Carasius said a simple prayer, then shook off all negative emotions and stood up resolutely, "No one will stop us anymore. Uh... is this?"
The senior monk saw the little evil spirit that was flexing its teeth and claws in Hao Ren's hand.
"...Her name is Weak Chicken," Hao Ren struggled for a long time and couldn't think of a better name, so he just used the transliteration, "My... partner, well, she is a partner. She was teleported here just now.
When it comes to turning the tide of the war, don’t ask for the specific details, it’s too difficult to explain.”
When the little weakling saw Carathius, he immediately bared his teeth and claws: "Hahahahaha!!..."
Karasius looked at this scene in astonishment, and blocked those corrosive energy arrows a little helplessly, with a confused look on his face.
Hao Ren raised his head and searched among the crowd for a certain figure that he had been paying close attention to since just now.
A voice came from behind: "I'm here."
Hao Ren looked around and saw An, who was wearing a black cloak, standing behind him. Her voice was calm and her figure was steady. There was no sign that she had been affected by the mental attack just now, as if she had never been affected by it before.
It seemed as if I had been standing here just now.
Hao Ren suppressed his growing doubts about this woman, gave a simple hum, and led everyone through the fragmented and severely collapsed garden area, continuing to the high-rise platform that was said to lead to the interior of Asuman.
They didn't encounter any obstacles again along the way.
The silence in the Icon Palace was eerie. From the moment you entered the second floor, you could no longer feel the gloomy and depressing negative magic power. It was as if the previous attacks in the garden area were just hallucinations. Only Hao Ren's hands continued to
The weakling reminded everyone of the truth of those things before.
It seemed that the only danger in the entire Icon Palace was the lower garden. This abnormal situation aroused Hao Ren's vigilance.
If Rockmarton or his minions once used the Icon Palace as a seedbed for cultivating dark monsters and a line of defense against enemies, then there can only be one explanation for the silence in the upper area: they have completed some kind of preliminary work, and the place was abandoned.
Until they reached the upper platform, no one suffered any attacks.
"Here it is," on the platform of the long bridge between the Twin Towers, Carasius pointed to a curved platform in front of him that protruded from the long bridge. On this platform, Pope August VII once looked at the gradually extinguishing Albanian sky for a long time.
Suman Holy Mountain, and personally gave him an order to go to Ansu Continent to find hope. However, things have changed now. The investigation team returned from completing their mission, but they could only face a dilapidated hometown. The former Pope has disappeared.
Even this sacred platform is shrouded in darkness. "You can summon the gatekeeper here, but... I don't know if the gatekeeper will appear. If she doesn't appear, we can only forcefully attack the bottom of the platform."
A magical array, then there is still a certain chance to open the passage to Asuman, but that will probably be the last time Asuman opens it."
Hao Ren did not go to the platform, but turned to look at An who said nothing: "If I guessed correctly, it's time for you to speak."
An's hood moved slightly, but she did not speak. Instead, she walked directly onto the platform. After a moment, she spoke: "The gatekeeper will appear. She has always been good at preserving herself."
Almost at the moment An Yan's voice fell, a ray of light appeared out of thin air on the platform. A figure wearing a white robe with a blurred face and a vaguely identifiable young woman walked out of the light. Her voice was ethereal: "Save yourself."
It’s our first mission.”
An nodded slightly: "Long time no see, No. 1."
"Living in the human world has caused some changes in your way of thinking," the woman in the white light said. "We have been staying connected, so we can't say we haven't seen each other for a long time, No. 2."
Calasius and the others looked confused, but Hao Ren had a look of understanding on his face. He saw An finally reached out and lifted her hood. With this movement, her black dress, which she never took off,
The cloak also shook like a phantom and gradually disappeared.
There is no entity under the cloak, but a hazy, illusory form formed by dark blue light and thin mist!
Except for the different colors of the haze that makes up the body, An is almost exactly the same as the "Gatekeeper"! The same energy form, the same fuzzy face, the same height and shape, the same clothing style, all of this... seems like a replica.
Karasius was stunned: "You...you are..."
"I am Asuman," An An turned around. There was no expression on the face formed by the light mist. There were only mechanized light spots flowing, like data flow. She pointed at the gatekeeper in the white light, "She is also Asuman."
Man."
"Are you Asuman's consciousness?" Lily asked curiously.
"No, Asuman's consciousness is still sleeping in the Will Nexus, and we are just its backup," An said as a large number of flashing light spots appeared on her body, and on the "gatekeeper" standing next to her
A similar phenomenon also occurred. The two seemed to be in resonance and seemed to be exchanging a large amount of data. "In order to communicate with you, we simulated your form."
"Backup..." Hao Ren nodded suddenly. He obviously understood these concepts better than the confused Karasius, "The gatekeeper stayed in Asuman, and you traveled around the secular continent... This is
To store data more securely?”
"Preserving ourselves is our first mission," the gatekeeper said in a robotic tone. "Backups must be stored in different places."
An nodded lightly: "But now the situation has changed. The highest threat protocol has been activated. The backup must be returned to the core to prepare for restarting the host."
Karasius was confused: "Host? What host?"
"Explaining too much will delay the opportunity," the gatekeeper interrupted Calasius forcefully. "The intruder has entered the deep layer. Some of my functions have been destroyed and I am unable to stop it. You must enter Asuman to intercept... 2
No., my functions are damaged, and you need to complete the next operations."
As he said that, the light on the gatekeeper dimmed slightly, and An took a step forward, took over some control with ease, and prepared to open the portal to the inside of the holy mountain. Calasius was stunned, and his tone suddenly became stern.
: "Intruder?! Someone broke into the Holy Mountain?!"
"They are heading to the final agreement area..." the gatekeeper said, but suddenly, her image fluctuated violently. After a few seconds, the fluctuations gradually subsided, and the image became much darker to the naked eye. "Correction and interception failed, intruder
We have entered the final agreement area, and the Will Hub is locked... We need to restart the Will Hub... No. 2, the next work is left to you."
After saying these unclear words, the figure of the gatekeeper continued to dim, collapse, and finally disappeared completely.
And a teleportation gate has already taken shape in front of An's eyes. Opposite the teleportation gate, a dim crystal hall can be vaguely seen.
Calasius and his men were still confused and hesitant because of the secret suddenly revealed by the Holy Crystal Mountain. But Hao Ren knew exactly what to do. He clapped his hands and woke everyone up, and then
He drew his weapon and took the lead: "Let's go!"
At the same time, inside the Holy Crystal Mountain Asuman, a barrier condensed by crystals and light burst apart with a shattering sound.
Three figures rushed out from the smoke and dust caused by the broken barrier.
The person walking at the front was the Pope of the Holy Land, August VII!
It's just that this once majestic and kind old man can no longer look like he used to look like in the past. His face is ferocious and twisted, with black lines and blood vessels protruding from his face as if they are about to burst through his skin, and streams of black smoke follow his breathing.
Being spit out, it was mixed with sulfur-like burning sparks. Even the papal robe on his body was now in tatters due to the expansion of his body. On the right hand of the "Pope",
He was holding a strange long sword.
The long sword was pitch black and deep, with an odd shape. It didn't look like a weapon, but more like an irregular piece. On the dark blade with no details visible, you could only see countless lights that looked like stars.
Click Wander, and the entire sword... is like a fragment of the universe! (To be continued.) 8