Dark Shadow Shrine

To be precise, it didn't disappear, but the stealing action was too fast, which made the [Siry Hat] seem to disappear out of thin air.

With a click, Tom's heart suddenly fell into the bottomless deep sea, becoming more and more cold and desperate.

There is only one existence in this world who can achieve that kind of extreme speed that even a god-level warrior of Tom's level can't keep up with the naked eye. It has been silent for a long time, and people have almost forgotten his existence. The god of thieves, Mai sk.

Just like Musk's consistent style, interrupting others at the moment when they are about to achieve the final victory or a perfect result makes people suddenly fall from the cloud of luck to the hell of pain.

The gap caused by the great contrast is more uncomfortable than ordinary raids.

"M-S-K--" Thom roared and smashed out the dimensional anchor, trying to close the space to slightly prevent Mask's direct return. At the same time, he swung his artifact long sword [Bind of Duty], kicked his legs, and the shells Like catching up with the figure that was about to escape.

Tom is angry! Really angry!

Tyr and Ilmaat escorted the most important Cyric, and handed over to him the slightly less important task of recovering the [Cyri Hat]. He screwed up.

He failed the trust of the boss, and failed Lei Wen's kindness.

Just imagining how they would react drove Tom mad with rage.

He is not the kind of god with high speed and agility, but the warrior god still has the ability to accelerate for a short time. Completely ignoring the not-so-short distance of nearly 100 meters, Tom's extraordinary divine power erupted, like a thunderstorm, and instantly pulled into the distance between them.

Mask was slightly taken aback, his nimble body quickly changed positions in the air, forming twelve shadow clones at the same time.

These avatars have inherited all of Musk's combat experience. They dodged in mid-air, forming a siege net in an instant, with twelve replicas [Secret Whisperer] that are exactly the same as the long sword held by Musk. Qi Shushu stabbed at Tom's vitals.

Thom waved [Bindance of Duty] with a backhand and turned upwards, like a radiant sun suddenly lighting up in a dark underground palace, without even the crisp sound of sword blades clashing, Mask's shadow clones were all blown away and disappeared , reverting to nothingness.

However, Mask's attack was far from over, and there were another twelve phantom clones in a row. This time, there was a continuous sound of sword strikes of "Dang, Dang, Dang". Occasionally, those who broke through Tom's sword circle were easily carried by Tom's divine armor.

"Mask! Hand over the [Cherry Hat], the scourge of God's Domain!" Thom shouted.

"Only by you?"

"And us!" Through the back door Tom left for his own people in the space barrier, the avatars of Tyr and Irmaat appeared from the void almost at the same time.

However, Mask laughed.

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 no trace of glow on the gray flag, not only is there no light. On the contrary, it absorbs the light around it; just as the night falls, the shadows produced by the moonlight on things merge with the shadows of the night itself, fading away the light.

Even though there was no light, the Three Gods of Justice could see every fine line on the evil magic circle protruding from the obsidian wall.

【blasphemy】

【Counter goodness】

【Counter Order】

The vomitous evil breath easily reminded the Three Gods of Justice of the dirty bottomless abyss. The forces of good began to be consumed by the aura of chaotic evil.

The reason why Tyre and the others dare not attack Zhentarim Castle easily is because of this. The ubiquitous mystery locks and various restrictions in the underground palace are enough to weaken their power to a terrifying level.

This is the so-called home field advantage!

The space changed suddenly, and countless lines of space bounced off the ground.

Although you can still see Mask in front of you. But Tire and the others knew that they were no longer in the same plane.

Because Cyric, the master, was no longer there, the God of Thieves activated the forbidden trap in the dungeon in his own way.

Even if he is as strong as Tyre, he won't be able to get out of this trap for a while.

"Mask! [Spirit Hat] is beyond your control! He will devour you!" Thom shouted.

"What do you know?" Mask looked at Tom indifferently: "You guys all have muscles in their heads. You didn't realize the value of the [Sirian Hat] at all. With it, I regained my divine power , and even advancing to medium divine power is no longer a dream.”

Mind control or brainwashing artifacts have not appeared many times in the history of Ultron World, but all of them have caused great panic and destruction.

For example, [Death Moon Orb], the Warlock King Laroch used it to run rampant for an entire era. But even the Death Moon Orb doesn't have the power of the Siri Hat.

It's like [Sirry Hat], a terrifying artifact that can exert the power of high-level artifacts and control powerful gods in a snowballing situation. What will happen if it falls into the hands of Mask of the neutral evil camp? The three gods of justice can't help it. imagine.

Rather openly confront the three gods of justice who were not originally sworn enemies. It is also understandable to take the risk of taking the [Sirie Hat] away.

Mask is also a hard worker, he has been treated badly by Raven. From the first time Raven used Tinos to play a quiz game. The god of thieves started to have bad luck when he directly pulled the four goddesses to pit Mask. Later, he broke his leg and the source of the shadow.

It is not a strange idea to borrow Cyric's artifact to try to turn the tables.

He worked hard to expand his priesthood, broaden the source of the power of faith, seek to restore divine power, and avoid the fate of being restrained by Raven.

Now that he finally succeeded, how could he not be ecstatic.

"Dear Tyr, goodbye, after I'm done using it, when I'm in a good mood, I may consider transferring it to a god you don't like. For example, Bane or something."

"You—" The three gods of justice felt aggrieved at the same time.

Ben! The powerful god of tyranny! What I like most is to cause disputes and conquer everything. Bane's biggest goal is to bring the entire main plane under his dark rule.

Now Bane is strong enough, if the Siri hat really falls into Bane's hands, the consequences will be unimaginable!

At this moment, everyone can see the anger and helplessness of the three gods of justice.

But they could only watch helplessly as Mask broke through Tom's temporary space barrier and prepared to open a portal. In just two more seconds, his avatar could take the Siri hat away.

At the same moment, Raven, who had returned to Phantom Knight City, held Karin who was crying non-stop with his left hand, and touched Laila's little head with red eyes with his right hand.

"It's okay, I'm coming back right now?"

While comforting the two girls, Suni frowned suddenly: "What's wrong with the three of Tyre? It suddenly flashed?"

There was a mysterious smile 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 taken aback at the same time. Tempus, Sune, Oghma, and Mystila almost felt the same—who the hell did Raven cheat?

The intuition of powerful gods and gods is amazing. They instinctively feel that this is the smile of a chess player who is sure to win.

The struggle between the gods is like playing chess.

Every god does it differently.

If Mystila, the Goddess of the Magic Net, is a chess player, then every move of her chess has been verified with the most accuracy, just like the passage of time, accurate to every minute, every second, 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 the earth as the chessboard and the gods as the chess pieces.

The left hand is playing with the thread of fate, and the right hand is simultaneously pushing the chess pieces of the enemy and us with an invisible layout.

No matter how the chess pieces in the chess game rushed left and right, trying to break through, they still fell into Lei Wen's calculations in the end.

For example this time...

Lei Wen said nonchalantly: "Retreating the opponent from the cloud of happiness that is about to win to the hell of despair, this move, I will do it too!"

As if to confirm Raven's words, at the same moment, there was no response at all, like the Siri hat that had lost its spirituality and divine power, suddenly burst out with an evil aura.

Both the Justice Trinity and Mask are stupid.

"No——I want you, but not now...no..." The God of Thieves roared in despair, but he suddenly realized that his body seemed to be uncontrollable, and raised Ciri with both hands. He took the hat and slowly put it on his head.

This is the case with the Siri hat. If the holder has no desires, or is determined enough, or has a peculiar aversion to hats, then its allure is mostly at the level of a demigod in a normal state.

However, when the holder has a clear desire for it in his heart, whether it is a thirst for knowledge, a love of beauty, or some kind of evil purpose, then the difficulty factor of passing the will test of the Siri hat will be doubled doubled.

This is the pit Raven buried.

With a slight modification, the Siri Hat only activates against evil-aligned deities.

"No, no, no——" In the bewilderment of the three gods of justice and in the desperate wailing of Mask, Mask finally firmly put on the hat that he had placed high hopes on.

The next moment, Mask walked 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 as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Tempus rushed forward, almost slashing through with an axe.

who knows……

Mask in the Cyric hat does the same thing Cyric did not so long ago.

He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and raised his arms high: "My Lord Raven—please accept my priesthood—"

That emotive and unethical move made Tempus, who had gone through countless battles, almost lose his momentum and throw himself on the ground.

Over there, the system prompt also came.

"Mask, the god of thieves who considers himself your servant, wishes to unconditionally transfer the priesthood to you: [Shadow], [Stealing], [Wanderer]!"

"Mask, the god of thieves who considers himself your servant, wishes to unconditionally transfer the domain of divine power to you: [Darkness], [Evil], [Lucky]!"

"Warning, warning! Mask's [lucky] divine power field is triggered, and the divine power of Lie in Siri's hat will be exhausted in five seconds. Please quickly decide to accept the transferred item..." (to be continued ~^~)

PS:  Last night... at 11 o'clock, I was cold and sleepy... I fell asleep