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Lord of Mysteries:Dream

If an ancient scholar searches through the mists of history, he or she will find such an existence: Pope of the night, Angel of the Creator, The hidden emperor of the empire, … He is also the perfect mentor; Wanmen’s guidance, The original source of pain... No one knows where he came from, only that he was born with knowledge and has been with him for years. Let us chant his honorable name together: Spirit of truth, pure man, master of dreams, supreme beyond all eternity

MERCPHOBIA00019 · 書籍·文学
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581 Chs

The nobles who suffered heavy losses

What does it feel like to catch a demigod-level lightning storm with your face?

Mr. "Devil" should have the full right to speak, but he should be speechless for the time being.

But obviously, Klein had no intention of hearing Mr. Devil's thoughts here.

When the lightning storm hit the "Devil"'s face, Klein clearly saw a flash of light that did not belong to the "Devil". It was probably some kind of magical item.

No matter what it is, this shows that the "devil" has a certain power to resist lightning, and he won't be able to leave if he doesn't!

Klein rolled over, picked up the Lu'alods Mirror on the ground, rushed out of the ground, and saw natural light. The clear sky didn't even look like Backlund.

When passing through the exit, Klein could clearly feel as if he had passed through an invisible barrier. After passing through, he would appear in another world.

This is why no one can find this place.

Wow!

Klein heard the sound of the river flowing, just ahead!

He speeded up suddenly, but there was a filthy wind blowing behind him, which was demonic flames.

The "devil" is out!

Klein relied on his speed and spiritual intuition to avoid the flames this time, but the terrifying aura behind him prevented him from stopping at all.

"Ah!" The "Devil"'s voice was filled with great pain and unwillingness. He was actually injured by a Sequence Six!

He did have a protective magical item, but this time Adros's lightning was also more powerful than ever before, directly destroying the magical item and injuring the "devil" himself.

Klein paused, still hurt by the dirty words in his voice, but he didn't dare to stop at this time!

But before taking a few steps, there was already a cliff ahead, with no way to go.

Klein's face was solemn, his speed increased instead of decreasing, and he suddenly jumped up from the cliff. It's time for you to take action, air straw!

Almost at the same time, Klein also took out the Azik copper whistle, put it to his mouth and blew it.

"Klein? Why are you here?" At the moment when the brass whistle was blown, Klein heard Azik's voice.

At the same time, his movement towards the edge of the cliff stopped, as if there was a force pulling him up and back to solid land.

The reason why he was able to detect the battle here so quickly was naturally because the battle between Azik and the Blood Worshiping Angel was not far away.

After the failure of the arrival of the demon lord Farbuti, the "Blood Duke" ran away immediately, and Azik could not stop him.

"Mr. Azik!" Klein was inexplicably surprised. He was ready to fight the devil underwater.

"I'm nearby." Mr. Azik glanced at the "devil" who already realized something was wrong.

"It was you last time?" Azik suddenly realized something.

escape! The "devil's" malicious perception was about to explode, and he ran away like crazy.

"Stay." Azik's voice seemed to have some strange power. The Devil's footsteps became slower and slower, and finally stopped and knelt down in the direction of Azik.

He has become a corpse and needs to submit to the "Archon of Death".

"This..." Klein clicked his tongue, a demigod died like this.

"By the way, Mr. Azik, the stolen 'Red Priest' altar we saw in the message photo is inside!"

Klein suddenly remembered this matter. Mr. Azik was quite concerned about the altar at that time.

"There are two people from the Witch Sect inside, and one of them is even a divine vessel!"

Azik's face became solemn, and he raised his hand and pointed. The "devil" stood up and walked into the gate of the underworld that suddenly appeared behind him. Azik took Klein back to the altar square.

But there is only this altar that still retains the warmth, and there is nothing else.

"The witch demigod and Triss are both gone!" Klein secretly thought it was a pity.

"It is indeed it." Mr. Azik looked at the altar and fell into deep thought.

"However, don't worry, this altar has been completely destroyed." Azik pointed at the pothole in the center and said.

The small hole that was originally nailed by the Spear of Destiny has enlarged, the altar has cracked, the integrity has been destroyed, and there is no blood of the "Red Priest" to fill it.

"The last traces of the 'Blood Emperor' left in this world have completely dissipated." Azik couldn't express his current mood.

"Let's go, the impact of this sacrifice is far from over." Azik glanced outside the altar, where footsteps could already be heard.

"I'll take you back." Mr. Azik grabbed Klein's shoulders and jumped directly into the spirit world.

"This is the altar of sacrifice!" "The Singer of God" and Saint Anthony came here with the Nighthawks and the Punishers.

The underground demon guards have almost been dealt with.

Mr. Azik and Klein appear at the royal estate.

"You are!" Cresty did not die or lose control. He survived, but his condition was not good. The moment he saw Azik Eggers, he almost lost control.

"He is a friend of Bishop Truman!" Klein reminded him in time.

"..." Crested relaxed.

"Were you captured by Triss again?" Leonard's face looked very strange.

"Why is the witch so interested in you? Do you have any secrets?" Beckett looked at Klein with admiration and asked seriously.

Klein: ...

Unfortunately, they encountered the Evil God Sacrifice during their mission, but fortunately they were not fatally injured.

But those nobles were not so lucky.

In the second half of the sacrifice, the erosion of the black clouds intensified, and Crestel's domain could only protect a small number of people, including Leonard and others, Earl Hall's family, and a few people who believed in the goddess of the night. family.

The same was true for the demigod of the royal family. Therefore, even with the protection of extraordinary people, the nobles' casualties were very serious.

The royal manor seems to be a little close to the altar of sacrifice, and it has been exposed to the black clouds and the erosion of the abyss for the longest time.

The subsequent burst of dreamy phosphorescence could not bring back those nobles who had died long ago.

"What a disaster..." Audrey Hall was not harmed under the protection of the demigods and family guards, but her heart felt chilly when she saw the nobles who died under the aura of the abyss.

This was the first time that she knew the horror of the world of extraordinary people so clearly and up close.

Those who had been speaking to her had turned into corpses.

"The entire aristocratic class suffered heavy losses. This may also be the purpose of those evil sects." Earl Hall judged calmly, with something brewing in his eyes.

"But why?"