Chapter 451 The Adventure of Rabbit and Cat
Alfred stared around with heavy eyes. He saw his subordinates who were still laughing and greeting him during the day, but now they were lying around in all directions.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the emotions in his eyes were restrained. He turned his head and looked at Mesanyes who had been waiting here.
He was wearing a black military uniform, the buttons on it shone with a golden luster in the moonlight, and the medals on it were bright red like blood.
"Have you already chosen your camp? This attack was also premeditated?"
Mesanyes smiled and looked at Alfred and said:
"The South Continent only needs a voice, and you foreign colonists will definitely be expelled."
A series of bright starlight suddenly fell beside Alfred. These starlights condensed instantly, creating a huge transparent amber, completely wrapping him in it and restricting him to his original position.
Alfred had not yet reacted. Extreme fatigue and sleepiness suddenly surged into his mind. After a brief resistance of two seconds, he fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.
Renekton's figure twisted and instantly appeared beside Mesanyes. He looked at the "colonel" who was full of murderous aura and reminded him:
"Don't kill people casually. They are all bargaining chips for negotiating with Loen."
"Haha, of course, I won't do anything that will damage my image, especially at this time."
"I will let my adjutant handle the matter here. Although there are still some troops on missions wandering outside, after losing a demigod, Loen's military can no longer control this area."
"Next is the Intis military on the south bank. Those original moon believers and those from the Rose School who have emerged here will need you and Bishop Luca to clean them up."
Mesanyes nodded gently at Renekton, responded a few words in a good mood, and then turned his head to look at Prak, who was standing aside.
Renekton also turned his eyes and saw the two things in Prak's hands. The one in his right hand was a transparent crystal skull, with an indescribable sense of majesty. Just looking at it makes people feel the oppression from it.
On his left hand was a tightly clenched translucent black fist, which gave people a sense of power and evil. The lines, light spots and nails on it seemed to follow normal rules, but they were full of discordant meanings, as if they were hiding a lot of madness and chaos.
Prak summoned two natural spirits, handed the two trophies in his hand to them for sealing, and then took Mesanyes to the south bank of the Pas River Valley by traveling through the spirit world.
After watching the two people leave, Renekton looked down at the palm of his left hand. The milky white probability dice lay quietly in his palm, but the points on it had unknowingly turned into four points.
"It can't be used anymore." He murmured in a low voice, stretched out his right hand and opened a dark blue "door" in the air, and then walked directly in.
A plantation at the bend of the Pas River Valley is one of the important strongholds of the original moon believers in the Pas River Valley area. It is now facing the siege of the executors and blood clans led by Luca Brewster himself.
All the coffee trees that were originally planted here have been transformed into monsters. Some of them have risen from the ground and turned into ugly and strange tree people; some have grown cactus-like thorns that can be sprayed out; some have stretched out their roots and branches wantonly, tightly wrapping everything they touch; some branches and leaves have a metallic luster, like sharp blades, wantonly slapping all creatures that are close to them.
In addition to these trees, there are many transformed creatures like the previous puppets. They are full of traces of splicing, and it is completely impossible to tell what species they were originally.
Mixed among these monsters are a group of agile artificial vampires, and some extraordinary people from the cultivator path are hiding in the dark, intervening in the battle from time to time.
"It feels like Plants vs. Zombies, no, it should be Plants vs. Zombies vs. Humans."
Renekton complained, and his figure quickly appeared next to Bugs Bunny.
Feeling the spiritual fluctuations around him, Bugs Bunny dragged Bree and Ritz beside him and rushed out more than ten meters away in an instant, and then looked back at his previous position.
After seeing that the person who appeared was Renekton, his furry face showed a humane look of relaxation and said:
"Hey~ Boss, why are you here?"
Renekton looked at the probability dice in his hand that had turned into three points, and couldn't wait to throw it out, saying:
"Take this probability dice, you can use it when you are in danger."
Bugs Bunny quickly reached out to hold the dice falling towards him, but because he had a branch cane in one hand, it was not very convenient, and the probability dice hit his claws and then fell directly to the ground, still with three points facing up!
I reasonably suspect that this damn dice was intentional. Renekton stared at the probability dice on the ground with three points facing up, and complained in his heart.
"Three points? What bad luck."
Bugs Bunny muttered in a low voice and then went over to pick up the probability dice that fell on the ground, and then threw it again, with six points facing up!
"." Renekton was completely speechless about this probability dice suspected of racial discrimination.
He turned his head to look at Bree and Ritz on the side, and asked in confusion:
"Why are you here too? Aren't you supposed to be building robots now?"
Bree and Ritz looked at each other, and then said one after another: "Glenn said we can come out and earn some money."
"It's safer to follow the rabbit. We're not good at fighting."
Renekton nodded slightly, not paying attention to what they said about it being safer to follow Bugs Bunny.
Not to mention the magical items hanging from their heads to their tails, even if they were intercepted by a demigod, as long as they could still meow twice, Grant could respond instantly from this not-too-far distance.
After handing the probability dice to Bugs Bunny, Renekton flashed away again, leaving Bugs Bunny and Bree, the two cats, staring at each other for a while.
Ritz moved his body uncomfortably. He was wearing a brass-colored mechanical armor made of pieces of mechanical armor. Although he was a Sequence 6 Extraordinary Cat, the Universalist Path had no strengthening effect on his body. This pieced-together mechanical armor was a big burden on his body.
Bree, who was standing next to him, only had one piece of mechanical equipment hanging on each of his four legs, neck and tail. There was also a cloth bag hanging on the left and right sides of his two front legs, which seemed to be filled with small items.
The two cats stared at the probability dice in Bugs Bunny's hand curiously for a long time, until Bugs Bunny put the dice back into his pocket, and then reluctantly looked away.
Ritz exclaimed with some curiosity:
"This is a very powerful magical item. Although it is not very clear, I feel that it is more powerful than the two magical items of Grant!"
"I don't know when I can create a magical item of this level."
With two sacks hanging on his body, Buri swiftly jumped up to a tree next to him. After looking around for a while, he jumped down lightly and looked at the depths of the manor and suggested:
"Let's go a little further inside. We can't even see a single person here."
Ritz nodded in agreement, and said with his somewhat heavy head:
"That's right. Although our sequence is not high, we have enough magical items. Now we have such a powerful magical item. Even if we meet someone we can't beat, we can run away."
Bugs Bunny rubbed his furry chin with his free paw, looking like he was thinking seriously.
Before they could think for two seconds, violent explosions sounded in the distance, and soon approached them.
In the cascading flames not far away, a spear that seemed to be made of pure sunlight drew a blazing white mark in the air, shattering the hazy crimson moonlight, turning it into pieces of red phosphorus, and quickly reorganized into a thin figure in mid-air.
It was a pale man, about thirty years old, with a sharp chin and sunken eye sockets, giving people a sinister and fierce feeling.
The moment this man's figure appeared, the metal ring hanging on Brie's neck suddenly lit up with a rapid red light.
Feeling the sudden flash of light on his neck, Bree shouted loudly:
"He is a believer of the original moon."
The figure in the air was attracted by Bree's voice. He looked at the ground with a cold look in his eyes. A trace of surprise flashed in his gloomy eyes. He blurted out in a somewhat stunned voice:
"A cat and a rabbit, and a mechanical dog?"
He looked around vigilantly. If there are extraordinary animals, there is a high probability that there are extraordinary people who raise them.
"Damn vampire, I'm obviously a cat!" Ritz, who was covered with mechanical devices, muttered loudly in dissatisfaction.
The figure in the air looked around and did not notice the other hidden extraordinary people. His vigilant mood relaxed instantly.
He looked at Ritz, who was tightly wrapped in mechanical devices, with undisguised greed in his eyes:
"Oh, you are so brave. Didn't your master tell you that the previous sequence of vampires was called tamers?"
"But now your new master has told you."
His figure blurred for a moment under the crimson moonlight. When it became clear again, he had teleported more than ten meters away. He spoke with a voice full of joy:
"I'm so lucky. I didn't expect to pick up a craftsman cat today."
"Also, those of mine are not inferior vampires, but devout believers of the great red moon, His messengers, and scholars from the crimson."
Bang! A blazing fireball suddenly exploded at the location of the original moon believer, and a burst of hot air interrupted his chattering.
On the ground, Ritz's open mouth slowly closed, and the red dots dissipated. In
front of it, the air seemed to be distorted, and the scarlet moonlight suddenly materialized and reunited into the figure in the air just now. Chapter 452: Tacit Cooperation
Chi! Chi!
One after another, thick green vines sprang out from the ground. Some of these vines surrounded Ritz, and some grew sharp barbs, slapping the figure in front.
The other party's body, which had just solidified, turned into a hazy crimson moonlight again, and scattered into pieces of red phosphorus under the slapping of the vines, and then quickly reorganized not far away.
Under the blood moon, the abilities of the Beyonders of the Moon Path have been greatly improved, especially since the other party is a believer of the original moon.
The thin figure kept disappearing in the crimson moonlight, and then reorganized again, and easily approached Bugs Bunny who was manipulating the vines.
A crimson moonlight flashed, and behind Bugs Bunny, a hand with slender and sharp nails suddenly waved down.
Bang!
With the reminder of his own spiritual intuition and the help of luck, Bugs Bunny happened to wave the branch cane in his hand to block the attack, and the huge force directly lifted it away.
"Meow!" A sharp and piercing voice sounded at the same time. It was Ritz who came out from the gap in the vines.
The armor-like machine on its head burst into a pale white light, transforming its roar into a "wraith scream" that could pierce the eardrum and hurt the spirit.
The pain in the spirit made the original moon believer pause in his steps forward. His head was swollen and painful, and his mind was in a trance.
Bri, who was not too far away, was not affected by the "wraith scream". The metal ring on its neck shone with a layer of morning light, completely isolating it from the outside world and avoiding the influence of the "wraith scream".
The next moment, Bri, who had been waiting for the opportunity, rushed forward quickly, and then jumped high. The metal devices on its two front paws suddenly lit up with a blue light, and silver-white arcs jumped on them.
After it approached the figure that was in a short period of stiffness, its two front paws fiercely grabbed the other's face. A thick silver-white electric light appeared out of thin air and struck the other directly, causing dense electric snakes to spring up from the surrounding ground.
The paralysis effect of lightning paralyzed the original moon believer who had just recovered from the "wraith scream" again.
Chi! Chi!
Thick vines quickly sprang out from the ground around them. These vines intertwined in mid-air and grew thick dark green leaves, blocking all the moonlight from the blood moon in the sky.
Looking at the suddenly dark environment around them, the original moon believer who had not yet gotten rid of the paralysis suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Bri landed lightly. The current just now caused some paralysis in his body, but he was assisted by magical items and was not affected too much.
Ritz, covered with mechanical devices, trotted forward. The mechanical devices on its legs and ribs spewed out blazing steam. The huge propulsion made it jump off the ground in an instant and get close to the face of the paralyzed Primitive Moon believer.
"Meow!" Another shrill scream sounded, piercing the soul.
The paralyzed Primitive Moon believer lost consciousness for a short time. There was blood flowing from his eyes, nose and ears. His mind inevitably fell into a trance, and the thought that just emerged in his mind disappeared in an instant.
The ground around him suddenly grew thorns as thick as thumbs and with fine barbs.
These thorns tightly wrapped around the Primitive Moon believer's body. Dots of dark red blood oozed from the places where the thorns were wrapped around. The toxins with paralysis and weakness invaded his body through the wounds.
Bree took out a golden spell from the bag hanging on his body and chanted in ancient Hermetic language:
"Sun!"
Instantly, golden illusory flames ignited in the surroundings. These flames exuded a majestic sun breath, densely connected into an ocean, completely enveloping the original moon believer, and instantly ignited into a fire man.
Under the burning of the pure and sacred flame, the body of the original moon believer had a tendency to melt.
"Hehehe~"
The intense pain that swept through his body made the paralyzed original moon believer rumble with a hoarse and unpleasant sound.
"Meow!" Ritz added "The Wrath of the Wrath" at the right time, making it impossible for the original moon believer to make an effective resistance.
Seeing that Bree and Ritz had already controlled the situation, Bugs Bunny picked up a handful of leaves mixed with weeds from the ground and infused them with spirituality and threw them forward.
The leaves in the air grew and mutated rapidly, becoming sharp black thorns, rubbing the air at a very fast speed and piercing the figure burned by the golden flame.
After penetrating the flesh and blood, these thorns did not stop, but began to absorb the vitality of the flesh and blood as soil to take root and sprout.
"Meow!"
Ritz screamed again, causing the original moon believer who had just regained his consciousness to fall into a state of unconsciousness again.
His body was quickly twisted and deformed under the burning of the fire of light, becoming a crimson paper man, and quickly turned into ashes and dissipated.
Bugs Bunny quickly threw out the probability dice in his pocket, and then his body quickly expanded and turned into a gray-haired lop-eared rabbit the size of a brown bear.
The branch cane that was originally just right in its hand was now like a small stick. It threw the cane in its hand with all its strength without even looking at it.
Whoosh! Puff!
A sound of breaking through the air was heard, followed by the sound of a sharp object piercing flesh and blood. "Ugh" The charred figure that had just emerged looked at his left chest in disbelief.
A cane that looked like a branch just torn off a tree was inserted diagonally there. It just avoided the ribs and pierced straight into the heart from the weakest part of the body.
"Meow!" Another shrill and piercing cat cry sounded, and his head became dizzy and he couldn't think of anything. He just felt extremely uncomfortable.
This damn cat. It's so ugly.
Boom!
A thick silver-white electric light fell from the air, and the charred figure of the original moon believer fell down instantly, and pieces of black flesh and blood fell from him.
A little bit of blood-rich light spots precipitated from the charred body and floated up and down around.
Bugs Bunny saw the gradually precipitated characteristics, and then confirmed that the original moon believer was really dead. The brown bear-sized body quickly shrank back and turned into a normal-sized rabbit, and then stepped forward to pull his cane out of the chest of the corpse.
Finally, he added, "This Crimson Scholar is so weak."
"He was injured before he met us, and he really had bad luck."
Bri followed behind and added, skillfully searching for spoils on the body of the original Moon believer who had become a corpse.
In the end, he only found a pocket watch made of melted gold. He kicked the corpse twice with some dissatisfaction and said,
"So poor, there is not even a magical item."
"Let's not look for Beyonders from the Moon Path. Most of them used to be animal trainers. I always feel panic when fighting with them."
On the south bank of the Pas River Valley, a figure covered with metal parts quickly approached the Intis military under the scarlet blood moon.
"Woo!"
A sound like a baby crying suddenly sounded in the air, as if it had layers of echoes, causing disturbances in the surrounding crimson moonlight. Weird and indifferent eyes grew out of the void, staring at the figure surrounded in the middle with infinite malice.
The surrounding light quickly became dim, and even the spiritual growth and inspiration and death enhancement brought by the blood moon were isolated.
"Moss Ascetic Order? Have you cooperated with those lunatics from the Aurora Order?"
The figure covered with precision metal parts asked in a low but full voice.
No figure appeared around him, and no one answered his question. Only more and more eyes stretched out from the shadows and from the dust floating in the air.
After a moment of silence, the figure covered with metal spirits stretched his hands forward. His arms quickly deformed and reorganized. His right hand turned into a honeycomb-shaped cannon barrel composed of many gun barrels, and his left hand turned into something that looked like a single-barrel rocket launcher. Boom
! Boom! Boom!
Countless ammunition poured out from his right hand in an instant, forming a continuous piece and exploding in the air, forming a gorgeous fire.
As soon as these flames appeared, they were quickly covered with a ten-tenth of gorgeous colors, and continued to thin, and finally turned into a gorgeous and real picture.
The figure covered with metal slowly raised his left hand and aimed it at the front of his side. The violent spirituality and red brilliance began to emerge on his cannon-like arm.
The next moment, a bright and clear light fell from the air, covering his hands and quickly disintegrating the metal on his body.
In just a moment, his hands that had turned into gun barrels were completely dissolved and disintegrated.
A figure in a classical wizard robe quietly appeared at the side. She had a pair of iconic brown eyes and her light brown hair was thick and fluffy. She looked at the puppet in front of her with a smile and said,
"Just watch the show. Your puppet is quite expensive to make. It will be a pity if I break it!"
The voice of the metal puppet in front of her became as hoarse as an old machine and said,
"Gran Pars? Former senior deacon of the Trier Diocese of the Church of the God of Craftsmen, later defected to join the Moss Ascetic Order. I didn't expect that you have become an angel!"
"I don't really want to hear you talk. It's better for you to remain silent. Otherwise, I don't mind preparing a set of alchemist characteristics for my craftsman cat in advance."
"Even if your real body stays in the steam church, it won't be difficult for me to kill you and get away with it. Don't have too much faith in your God. After all, the storm can be stolen in front of you in the Church of Waves."
Grant lifted the hair that was scattered in front of his shoulders, and threatened with a casual and teasing voice.
The robot in front of her was silent for a while, then looked down at the ground. The mechanical parts at the position of his eyes deformed and reorganized, as if he had temporarily assembled a telescope for himself. Chapter 453 Action in the Shadows
In the military area where the Intis military is stationed, a heavy curtain of shadows silently enveloped the place. The darkness and shadows here instantly became thick and deep, causing people in this range to unconsciously have all kinds of corrupt thoughts.
As soon as the corrupt thoughts emerged, they were quickly separated and turned into dots of black viscous liquid dripping, instantly merging with the surrounding shadows to form uncontrolled weird creatures.
As soon as they appeared, they launched a crazy attack on the people around them.
A bright and blazing flaming spear instantly fell from mid-air, piercing a three or four meter tall monster that was fused with a large number of corrupt thoughts.
Boom!
A huge explosion sounded throughout the military area in an instant, and the red flames spread rapidly, burning the surrounding mutated and corrupted weird creatures one by one.
After being killed, the monster did not disappear directly, but disintegrated into a pool of dark black and quickly merged into the surrounding shadows. The power of corruption and filth became more intense for a while.
The shadows and darkness around them kept wriggling, surging up like a flood, and soon formed three huge snake heads. They were covered with black, cold scales, and only the position of the eyes flashed two groups of deep red light, as if condensing infinite malice.
The breath of the corrupt and filthy realm instantly filled the air, making the surrounding Intis army, which had been eroded by various corrupt thoughts, completely unable to think of resisting.
The red flames around them instantly condensed and reorganized, forming a figure with fluttering red hair. He stared at the three big snakes in front of him with cold eyes, squirmed his throat, and snorted through his nostrils:
"Hmph!"
The strange power spread along with the sound, and the courage of the surrounding Intis soldiers seemed to be ignited, and the corrupt thoughts that lingered in their hearts were instantly suppressed.
The breath of the entire army instantly became tight and continuous, as if they had become a whole, with invisible flames flowing between them, encouraging courage and connecting their wills.
The next moment, the shadows under them came alive, surging up like a flood, and tightly entangled every soldier around them.
These shadows separated from them seemed to be part of them. As the shadows became active, their spirits lost their integrity. The close connection and the blazing aura between the entire army fell uncontrollably.
In midair, pieces of starlight flew out of the void and quickly condensed into a dark blue door covered with mysterious patterns. The other side of the door was dark, deep and empty, and the specific scene could not be seen clearly.
The "Secret Saint" Butis, wearing a mysterious black robe, walked out of the door. In his deep eyes, a constantly turning book was reflected, and he chanted in a low voice:
"I come, I witness, I record."
The speed of the book turning in his eyes became faster and faster. Starlight continued to fall around him and quickly condensed into a dark ancient horn, carrying an extremely heavy and powerful meaning.
This was the mysterious reproduction he recorded from Renekton, the "magical horn", and also the horn of destruction.
He gently brought the horn to his lips, and then blew it hard. The hollow low sound instantly echoed around him. Under the superposition of sound waves, everything around him collapsed and shattered, and even dark cracks appeared in the space.
Fireballs instantly emerged from all directions and smashed into Butis in the air. These fireballs met in the air and turned into a huge, blazing white giant fireball.
The huge fireball whizzed past Butis, burning the slightly curly brown hair scattered on his forehead and turning his exposed skin dry and red.
The huge fireball sank straight into the sky and disappeared. The layers of dark clouds in the air quickly emerged and gathered into shape.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Silver-white lightning fell one after another, splashing pieces of silver-white arcs with a strong paralyzing effect on the ground.
Under the gaze of six crimson eyes, the figure with flames wrapped around his body clenched his right fist and hammered his chest. A layer of bright morning light instantly spread around and quickly gathered into a thick wall, blocking the silver-white arc that fell from the sky.
The three huge snake heads covered with dark and cold scales rose and fell one after another, hissing rhythmically. As they moved, the wind around them became disturbed.
The violent wind collided with the air, making an explosive sound. A terrifying hurricane that could be seen with the naked eye appeared, circling and entwining. The airflow turned rapidly in circles, and the unrestrained tornado suddenly rose from the ground, sweeping all the people and objects on the ground into the air.
The army, which had originally maintained a quiet formation, suddenly became confused. The thick wall formed by the bright morning light was also torn apart by the tornado. The Intis soldiers who were swept into the air were like helpless leaves that were blown down, and they could be torn into pieces at any time.
In mid-air, Butis gave up the action of blowing the horn of destruction. His figure kept flickering in the howling tornado. He dodged the attack of the Iron Knight of the Intis Giant Army while looking for an opportunity.
"Exile!" In the gaps between various fireballs and flaming spears, Butis finally seized the opportunity to use his demeanor ability.
With the formation of an illusory door, the Iron Knight, who could not control his body well in the tornado, was dragged by several shadows that were as solid as substance and thrown into the turbulent space and time behind the door.
With the Iron Knight, who was the center of the army, being exiled, the original momentum of the army disappeared instantly.
Butis's figure flickered quickly in the tornado, leaving behind a line of figures, each of which was releasing completely different spell abilities. For a moment, frost, fire, and thunder intertwined in the strong wind.
Although there were many extraordinary people in Intis' army, they could not effectively resist under the coordinated attack of the two demigods.
The headquarters of the Steam Church's mission in West Balam was located outside the Pivot Church in Los City on the south bank of the Pas River Valley.
Leo Master stood at the door of the church with a gentle face. There were deep wrinkles on his forehead, eyes, and mouth, but his hair was black and shiny without a single silver strand. His eyes were deep and no obvious emotions could be seen.
Behind him, the ascetic Snowman, who was wearing an extremely simple white robe, followed quietly. He held a picture frame covered by a black cloth in his hands in front of him.
He obviously had no sense of existence, but he gave people a feeling of extreme danger and could not be ignored.
In the Pivot Church, an old man in a light brown robe with gears and bearings painted on it slowly walked out.
He had neatly groomed short silver hair, soft features, a thin face, plump and shiny skin, and no beard around his lips. He looked more like a well-maintained nobleman than a church bishop.
He was the senior deacon of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery in charge of the affairs of the southern continent, and the archbishop of the Pivot Church, Kadir Most.
Kadir calmly glanced at Leomaster and Snowman who were blocking the door of the Axis Church, and said in a calm and composed tone:
"Protestantism? You have been very active among the grassroots people recently? What are you going to do? Expel the Intis military and establish a new regime in the Pas Valley?"
Leomaster curled his lips slightly, and said like an old friend who had not seen each other for a long time:
"I am the person in charge of Protestant affairs in West Balam, 'Black Saint' Leomaster."
"I don't have any special opinions on the Steam Church, and I don't mind you continuing to preach here, but our allies have a certain hostility towards you, so I come to ask you to leave the Pas Valley area."
"'Black Saint'? You are indeed from the Aurora Society!"
Kadir, standing at the door of the church, murmured thoughtfully, looking in the direction of the camp where the Intis military was stationed. The storm and flames over there have been going on for a while, and it seems that the Intis military is at a disadvantage.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Snowman who was standing quietly behind Leo Master, and at the picture frame covered by black cloth in his hand.
He forced a cold smile on his face and said in a cold voice:
"This is the Pivot Church. Under the eyes of my Lord, you want to rely on a saint and a special seal to force us to give up this place?"
"This is indeed the Steam Church, but His eyes can't reach it. You can stop me, but this seal can also clear the life of the entire Pivot Church during this period of time."
Leo Master narrated calmly, without a trace of emotion.
Kadier's eyes became solemn. He raised his head slightly and twisted the thing hanging around his neck that looked like a gold shell pocket watch, revealing the monocle in the middle inlaid with a gold round frame.
He was like an old professor with presbyopia, and he slowly covered his right eye with the monocle.
The surrounding scene suddenly changed in his eyes. The bright crimson moonlight was blocked by a thick invisible shadow curtain.
This shadow curtain blocked the starry sky, blocked the astral world, and divided the spiritual world. It blocked the connection between the Pas River Valley and reality in both reality and mysticism.
Kadier's eyes were filled with doubt, and he said in disbelief and fear:
"The real creator! How could He descend to such a level of power!"
"You Aurora would like to sacrifice the entire Pas River Valley?"
Leo Master calmly looked at Kadier who was a little out of control, and chuckled and said:
"My Lord is merciful, and He loves every life equally."
"Don't use your narrow eyes and thoughts to speculate on the great Lord. This is disrespectful."
"If it weren't for the fear that the battle between us would affect the innocent lives around us, the shadow would have submerged this pivot church before you could react."Chapter 454 Happy New Year to everyone!!!
He ignored Kadiel's look at the madman and continued to talk to himself:
"Under the watchful eyes of my Lord, all the resistance you can make is in vain."
"For example, now, the senior deacon of the Mechanical Heart you are still waiting for will not have the opportunity to appear in the Pass River Valley. If you lead the Steam Church to leave now, you may have a chance to see him before he becomes a Beyonder." "
Do you have extra manpower to intercept the supporters coming?" Kadiel whispered in a deep voice. His words were particularly certain, and the corners of his eyebrows were almost squeezed into a ball.
With Moyi's speed, he has not appeared until now. Most likely, there was an accident. As a saint, as long as he is not pulled into a hidden space and loses the watchful eyes of my Lord, the danger should not be too great.
But in this case, he may not be able to come to support in time. We can only hope that the people of the Eternal Blazing Sun Church will react quickly. They have always been the most active in attacking the forces of the Aurora Society.
As various thoughts floated in his mind, he saw the Beyonder who had remained silent behind Leomaster take action. He removed the black cloth covering the picture frame, revealing the iconic portrait inside.
"Amon!" Kadier exclaimed in astonishment.
His smooth forehead was wrinkled with several ravines, and his expression was somewhat uncertain.
Leomaster moved silently, walked to the shadow of the backlight, and said in a hoarse voice:
"I suggest you make a choice as soon as possible. Now you can still take those believers who have been persuaded to leave. If you wait until the Intis military is dealt with, it will be difficult for you to even save this church."
Kadier's chest rose and fell violently. This was the first time he was threatened by a cultist.
Taking a deep breath, he slightly raised his head and looked at the scarlet blood moon in the sky. His eyes seemed a little heavy. The influence of the blood moon was not isolated too much. Are those believers of the original moon also taking action? The Pass River Valley is really lively tonight
. Slowly retracting his gaze, Kadir glanced at the portrait of Amon in Snowman's hand, and looked at Leo Master who had merged himself into the shadows. He said in a calm tone:
"I will stay in the church until the real results come out, and you will not have the opportunity to withdraw and participate in the fights in other places."
"Hehe, I believe in our allies." Leo Master chuckled.
On the river where the crimson moonlight was the most intense, milky white tentacles stretched out from the river water. At the top of each tentacle was a mouthpart full of sharp teeth. They all made a low and piercing humming sound.
In the air, a huge pure light ball wrapped with countless sacred flames kept scattering pieces of golden red flames, like a hot and boiling rain of fire, pouring on each tentacle, making a sizzling sound of grease being ignited.
A little yellow-green smoke soon floated out from the place where these tentacles were burned, drifting around with the wind blowing at night.
The places where these smoke passed by were instantly full of vitality. Both plants and animals were growing vigorously and multiplying rapidly.
The prophet's clone, who was quietly floating in the air, frowned immediately when he saw this scene. Although he didn't know what these yellow-green smoke were, he still restrained his spirituality and made the blazing and dazzling miniature care in the air disappear.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
As the blazing flames that burned everything disappeared, the tentacles in the river seemed to have recovered their breath and quickly jumped out of the water, attacking the prophet's clone who was staying in the air from all directions.
The prophet's clone raised his figure without any expression. His eyes turned silvery white, as if he was spying on the long river representing fate.
After a moment, the silvery white in his eyes faded and was replaced by a slowly flowing light blue.
Dots of light blue light gathered under his feet, quickly outlining a dark blue door with countless mysterious patterns engraved on it. The other side of the door was dark and deep, like a dark ocean.
The next moment, several thick green vines emerged from it, intertwined with the tentacles below, entangled and pulled each other.
The green vines quickly became disadvantaged, and were bitten and pulled by the tentacles one by one, pulling out of the dark blue gate. A large number of vines fell helplessly, and finally a headless knight riding a warhorse covered with black armor fell out.
Three cracks with dark green light appeared in the chest and abdomen of the headless knight, two small and one large, like a twisted and hideous face.
"Woo! Woo!"
The huge crack like a mouth in the lower abdomen of the headless knight opened wide, making a low and piercing sound that could pierce the soul and stir emotions.
The prophet's clone in the air spiritually closed his perception of the outside world at the sound, and kept raising his figure.
Those tentacles that emerged from the river seemed to be in extreme pain, entangled with each other, and the mouthparts full of sharp teeth opened and closed, as if gasping for air.
The river water gradually turned pitch black, emitting no trace of crimson moonlight. This pitch black began to spread around, and black spots of varying sizes appeared on the originally milky white tentacles. The smell of decadence and distortion instantly filled the air.
The tentacles with black spots quickly mutated, with dark granulations growing from the sides, entangled with each other, forming large and small dark limbs, tearing together with the surrounding tentacles that were still in normal condition. A wave of obscure spiritual fluctuations quickly spread along the river, and all the creatures around began to undergo uncontrollable changes.
Pale yellow pustules grew on the milky white tentacles, and quickly burst and ooze out disgusting pus, and the entire tentacles began to melt into a pool of disgusting liquid.
These liquids were very contagious and in turn polluted the dark river surface and the mutated tentacles.
The headless knight covered in black armor stood quietly on the river surface, and the warhorse that was integrated with his body raised its body and let out a neigh that was closer to a roar.
The surrounding dark river water was instantly agitated, and the thick black quickly surged up and merged with the fallen and mutated tentacles, turning into strange black creatures, and launched a desperate charge towards the surroundings.
The pale yellow liquid around them quickly condensed into giants with only the upper body, like a weird golem made of rotten meat and disgusting pus.
The pitch black and the pale yellow blended together, contaminating and assimilating each other.
In midair, the prophet's clone raised his hand and created a symbol of the Eye of Secrets. The spirituality slid through like water, leaving behind a series of bright stars and outlining an indifferent eye reflecting the layers of doors.
The surrounding space quickly exchanged with a certain place, and the prophet's clone's figure twisted and then turned into Renekton in the robes of a sage.
A dazzling golden sun suddenly rose in another direction, and the bright and dazzling light briefly overwhelmed the light of the blood moon in the sky.
A figure wrapped in crimson moonlight appeared out of thin air near the golden sun. He endured the burning sensation of his body as if it was on fire, stretched out his hands, and stretched out an illusory and hazy door engraved with many mysterious symbols.
The "Gate of Summoning" that was supposed to establish a connection with the spirit world had a strange change. A strange creature walked out of it. It had a very charming human female face, but the rest of its body looked like a locust that had been magnified many times.
The moment this figure appeared, it screamed in fear. When it was extremely close to the miniature sun, its body was inevitably ignited, and illusory golden flames and blue-black smoke rose up.
"Ah! Ah! Woo!"
It screamed in fear, but the sound it made was not in any language known in the North and South Continents.
A blood-red long arrow suddenly pierced its chest from behind, coming from the summoning master who summoned it through the "Gate of Summoning".
The golden flames surged more violently, and the body of this strange creature suddenly exploded before it could be picked up and dropped, and its flesh and blood were directly blown into powder.
The deep red light separated from the flesh and blood, quickly covering the golden miniature sun, and strangely invading it.
The blazing sun twisted and squirmed strangely, as if something was about to break out of its shell.
Squeak! Squeak!
The golden sun peeled off like an eggshell, and a tall human figure composed purely of golden light walked out of it. Two cracks appeared on its head, emitting a brilliance like the blood moon in the sky, which looked strange and twisted.
Did the original moon send a little pollution through the "Summoning Gate"? It is impossible for the Seven Gods to not notice that the barrier of the original was crossed in this way.
Renekton, who was watching this scene from afar, retracted his sight. He had some premonitions in his heart that it was not only the ground that was moving tonight, but also the starry sky above his head.
The deep blue and purple brilliance in his eyes quickly suppressed the floating thoughts in his heart and put himself in an absolutely rational state.
The Eye of Secrets searched around and did not find the true body of the hidden original moon worshiper, or it could be said that he was everywhere around.
It was everywhere. Could this guy have dismembered himself at the cellular level?
As his thoughts drifted, his eyes suddenly became deep, like the sea before a storm. This situation did not last too long. After about one or two breaths, his eyes became clear again.
Renekton stared at the long river below, which was intertwined with black and light yellow, and sighed barely perceptibly. Then he stretched out his hands and pulled out a thick and dense shadow from the void, which he threw directly into the long river below. The
thick shadow brought the power of corruption, filth and mutation, which quickly infected the river water and broke the balance between the two parties who were originally in a stalemate. Chapter 455 Happy New Year to everyone!!!
Behind the headless knight, there are layers of unreal spirits floating up, like a well-trained army, charging upstream against the river to destroy everything.
The breath of killing, coldness, death, and depravity suddenly surged. The blood moon brought spiritual growth, and the strengthening of death became a helper for the headless knight to clean up the pollution created by the original moon believers.
In the dark river, the power of depravity and filth quickly took the lead. The pale yellow pus and the milky white tentacles growing inside, and the giant golems were all rapidly eroded.
Mutations also occurred at this time. As the melee continued, more and more ordinary people, extraordinary people, and the mutated monsters that were created died. Their vitality was guided by unknown forces to irrigate this land.
Under the influence of the blood moon on the life and spiritual realms, all creatures showed magnificent vitality, and mutations also occurred at the same time.
Even the ordinary plants had their scarlet mouths open. The mutated monsters and long-dead bodies all had scarlet mouths and vaguely similar facial features.
They all stared at the scarlet blood moon in the sky, as if they were on a pilgrimage, and uttered obscure syllables:
"The unique red moon, life and beauty, symbolizes the spiritual mother"
"The unique red moon, life and beauty, symbolizes the mother of all spiritual beings"
The intermittent and overlapping prayers echoed around, over and over again, gradually becoming coherent and clear.
The blood moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be strongly attracted, and the crimson light became more intense, as if it was rippling out circles of crimson ripples.
The river, which was about to be completely covered by darkness, began to change. The scarlet blood moon was clearly reflected on the water. The eyes of the monsters formed by corruption and mutation soon bloomed with deep red light. They had deeper mutations, mutations in the direction of flesh and blood. The
vigorous vitality instantly covered the entire land. On the ground, even in the cracks of the wall, there were constantly green sprouts growing. Animals and insects also woke up from their slumber and began to reproduce crazily.
No wonder his body has not been found. He has no body at all. He is really a complete lunatic!
Renekton looked at everything that happened around him with a bad face. He didn't expect that the original moon's favored one had already given up his body for this moment and used himself as a part of this grand ceremony, or even the main part of it.
This is no longer a problem I can solve on my own. He took a deep breath and began to chant the honorific name of the Hidden Sage in a low voice:
"The Sage who sees through the world, the eyes that peek into the truth, the incarnation of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"
As his words fell, a ray of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people surged from an unknown place, covering the sky like an invisible river, and patterning the deep red moonlight that broke through the curtain of shadows.
At the same time as the Hidden Sage appeared, a series of dim, unclear, and colorless glimmers that seemed to be composed of a large number of illusory things fell from the star realm, like a waterfall falling from an infinitely high distance, forcefully impacting the barrier created by the Hidden Sage.
After breaking through the barrier of the Hidden Sage, the waterfall-like misty light split into several streams, some falling towards the direction of the Axis Church, some falling towards the extremely polluted river, and falling towards those alienated monsters
. "Guard your star realm, we don't need your intervention here."
A low, cold and indifferent voice sounded in the deep night, as if echoing in everyone's ears.
The surrounding shadows instantly came alive, turning into a dark ocean, swallowing up all the misty light from the star realm without splashing a single ripple.
"Roar~"
From the depths of the sky, an extremely evil roar that pierced the spirit body suddenly sounded, and the light of the Hidden Sage covering the sky gradually became stiff and heavy, as if it was bound by an invisible constraint.
Through the hole opened by the misty light from the star realm, Renekton could see a rather vague space where desire was almost condensed into substance.
There, a figure hung upside down on a tree was struggling in pain. The almost wailing roar just now was made by Him.
Then, an arm with a dark and sticky surface, which seemed to be flowing with evil liquid, stretched out from the depths of the spirit world across a long distance.
With the appearance of this arm, the feeling of extreme evil and extreme madness spread rapidly. The surrounding creatures were multiplying wildly. The weird prayer behaviors all stopped for a moment, and then they became even crazier.
A crimson light flashed by, and a figure as hazy as moonlight instantly appeared in front of this extremely evil and crazy arm.
Thick black fog poured out from around him, transforming into vampire bats between reality and illusion. These bats flew in the air very regularly, forming deep red shackles, tightly wrapping the exaggerated arm in front of them. The moment these vampire bats came into contact with this arm full of evil and madness, they became crazy, either died suddenly, or mutated, or attacked their own people.
Similarly, every attack of the vampire bats can absorb the vitality of this arm to replenish itself and split into new vampire bats.
From a distance, the crimson shackles that bound the extremely crazy and evil arm kept dropping pieces of red phosphorus. These red phosphorus quickly dissipated as soon as they fell, but the crimson shackles seemed to be able to grow automatically, always able to maintain their own number and length just right. The
Bound God and his evil son also came out. I don't know what kind of deal the two on the moon have reached privately. This battlefield is really getting more and more chaotic. I don't know what will happen next.
The "Full Moon" Grand Duke of the Blood Clan seems to be able to entangle Sua temporarily, but under the influence of the original moon, his state will inevitably slip, and this melee must be ended as soon as possible.
With a sigh in his heart, Renekton retracted his gaze from the sky, took a deep breath, and quickly gathered his mind. Renekton slightly raised his right hand and swiped it in the air.
As he moved, a long dark and illusory river flowed out from an unknown place, peaceful and quiet, without causing any waves. If you didn't look up deliberately, anyone would subconsciously ignore it.
The long dark and illusory river fell quietly from the sky, and even the air seemed to be experiencing withering, decay and death.
Under Renekton's deliberate control and guidance, the illusory river gradually connected with the real river below, and all the monsters in the river began to decay and die.
The flesh and blood that was originally mutated by the influence of the original moon quickly decayed and withered, weathering into powder.
The Dullahan running wildly on the river suddenly slowed down, and the overlapping illusory figures behind it melted and dissipated in the air.
The dark armor on its body was quickly stained with spots of rust, which continued to expand. Soon, only an empty horse armor and knight armor were left. It seemed to have been baptized by countless years, full of brown rust and holes of varying sizes.
Silent decay and death spread rapidly around. The mutant creatures that were whispering and praying to the original moon on both sides of the river stopped and headed for an unstoppable and inevitable death.
Renekton whispered the honorific name of the hidden sage while trying to restrain his spirituality and end this mysterious reappearance.
How could this mysterious reappearance suddenly go out of control? The night of the blood moon will cause spirituality to grow, inspiration to become stronger, and death to increase. Death to increase! The River of Everlasting Darkness is trying to exert influence with the help of this mysterious reappearance. Does it want to open up another tributary?
As soon as the thought floated, all his perceptions of the outside world suddenly disappeared, and the whole person fell into a psychedelic state. It seemed that he had come to an endless wilderness, with countless blurred lights and shadows swaying around him.
Some of them were young men in strange clothes, some were ignorant children, some were women with charming postures, some were old men with hunched bodies, there were cats and dogs on all fours, birds gliding at low altitudes, fish that mistook the grass in the wilderness for the ocean, whistling steam trains, and airships with unclear paintwork.
"I belong here."
A strange feeling flashed through his heart, and before he had time to think about it, Renekton suddenly felt a swollen pain in his head, as if countless information was rushing into his mind in a rude manner.
Unlike the knowledge of the hidden sage, Renekton felt that all the knowledge that was swarming and trying to get into his mind was alive. They whispered in his ears unyieldingly, trying to get into his mind.
"Shut up!" The intense pain made Renekton roar violently.
His ears suddenly became quiet, and his head no longer felt swollen and painful. He felt that the living knowledge had not left. They were still around him, trying to get into his mind, but they suddenly became much more obedient, like suddenly polite children, lining up one by one to enter his mind in an orderly manner, and staying in the memory partition that belonged to them.
Renekton was stunned for a moment, and was unable to come back to his senses for a while. Are all these knowledge so obedient?
After a little daze, he quickly gathered his mind. Now is not the time to think about these questions.
As his senses gradually recovered, he realized that the mysterious reappearance that had been out of control had disappeared, and the river below had no mutations and corruption, and at the same time, there was no vitality. The surrounding prayers to the original moon also became much weaker. It seemed that under the sudden influence of Zeng Qiang's death just now, the short lives of those mutated monsters came to an end.
"Thank you very much for letting me feel the true death."
"Rebirth and death are so wonderful, I feel like I am one step closer to my great mother!"
Layer upon layer of voices whose sources and details are difficult to distinguish echoed around, like the aggregation of countless subtle whispers, cold and indifferent, yet extremely crazy.