Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

At the junction of eternal day and eternal night, the two gods looked down from the sky on the newly formed battlefield. A white tower rose from the ground on the boundary of eternal day. There were many brass-colored eyes on it, searching in detail.

Looking at an extremely filthy figure, the goddess of the night is also looking for her former brothers and sisters through the eyes of believers, trying her best to feel every trace of hatred and hostility directed at her.

What they essentially do is one thing. Even if the two demonic wolves hate the Goddess of Disaster who betrayed their old master, they are not so arrogant as to think that they can fight against the "darkness" of Sequence 0 with the status of angels, so they must

Will be on the same battlefield as Farbuti to protect himself!

"There are a total of five places where the breath of Fabuti has appeared. It is most likely some kind of cover-up trick by the son of the devil wolf." The Creator, who had taken some time off from the struggle with "God", said in a tired and serious voice, "But we

There is only one chance to lock Fabuti in one battlefield, and he may be able to quickly move with the help of the source of pollution."

In high-level struggles, nailing down the opponent's strongest combat power is the first step to victory!

"But while deceiving the devil's premonition of danger, we also need to hide the she-wolf's perception of the existence at the top of the sequence." The goddess of the night pondered for a moment, "Can you use blessings to strengthen my 'secret' effect?"

"In front of a guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, things like seeking out enemies cannot be left to the strong."

"Then find a guy who is so weak that he will be ignored?"

"To be precise, we are looking for a guy who is powerful enough to pose a threat to the Servants of Secrets and Miracle Masters, but is too weak to be taken seriously by the Abyss." The Creator smiled subtly, "Go find that child, the opportunity lies with him

On the body."

A ball of knowledge flew into the forehead of the Night Goddess, allowing her to instantly learn a certain geographical coordinate.

The curtain of fire rose from the ground like a mountain to block the crazy tide of beasts. The command of "no advancement here" and the psychological shock increased in effectiveness under the "amplification" of the corrupted baron and the "effective" blessing of the notary. The hunter's incandescent musket

The tide of beasts stagnated for a moment and poured down. The gate of the underworld quietly opened on the side of the battlefield. Green vines with eyes screamed and pulled the enemy into it. The war songs of the ocean singers drowned out the hysterical roar of the demon wolf.

, the foul language elder cut off the demon's unformed ravings, and let the out-of-context words come back to bite them. A beam of light suddenly fell with the lingering sound of "Praise the Sun". Those filthy things hidden in the darkness looked so small, as if they were falling.

It will be melted by the light in an instant!

"Who do you think you are fighting?! The fallen demons!"

The Bishop of War has strengthened everyone's determination. How can the tide of fear wash away the steel castle?

The mud that murmured "Give me back my fields" entangled the feet of a devil. The reaper's blade penetrated the devil before it could transform. Thoth threw the "Scroll of Life" prepared in advance and was burned by the poisonous smoke.

The companions felt a sudden pain in their right arm, and Medici also had a similar feeling. They realized one thing at the same time - the demon who had hurt themselves with the evil curse was here!

With the help of the broad field of vision brought by spiritual communication, Medici quickly understood the existence of every enemy: the polluted giant widow spider, the mutated tree man, the low-sequence magic wolf, the demigod-level demon... According to the inference,

The one who can cast that evil curse on Him must be a Blood Duke! But that guy hasn’t appeared yet!

"Eye of Peeping!" Medici's voice rang in Thoth's mind, "Get rid of the bastards that are hanging around you and find out the guy who cursed you! Redmond, cover Thoth!"

"clear!"

An iron-blooded knight immediately revealed his incomplete mythical creature form to fend off the enemy for Thoth. The master of prophecy soared into the sky surrounded by stars. His right arm fell off from his shoulder and turned into a ghost hand with red skin and black nails.

The ghost hand is suspended like a compass, with four fingers gathered in the palm, leaving only one finger pointing in a certain direction.

Thoth followed the direction of the ghost hand and looked through the splattered blood, through the dead bodies, through the muddy filth, and pointed directly at a sinister figure.

The illusory black shadow spread from behind him, and countless indifferent eyes opened from it. They looked together, weaving a web of death with their sight.

"Discover the target."

A branch was used as the handle, the tip of the spear was stained with blood, and the weather-beaten spear was condensed and formed from his left hand.

Hidden in the chaos and blood, the body of the Blood Archduke stagnated, and he felt a certain aura of destruction and immortality. His desire for life overcame his instinct to create death and disaster, and he immediately jumped into the spiritual world.

middle.

When the spear was released, it carried with it the spark struck by the dwarf craftsmen, the glory of the god-king Odin who was victorious in every battle, the sorrow of being swallowed by the demon wolf Fenrir, and the anger that was unwilling to remain silent in the long river of history.

, roaring away with the determination to hit every target, and the murderous intention that is more permanent than the years!

It has only one goal: never stop until it pierces the target!

The demon's eyes shrouded in fear reflected the cold light that was getting closer and closer, and his fantasy of death became a reality in the next second.

The sound of gold and stone splashing resounded through the sky, and dark blood slowly trickled down the ridge. The eternal spear named "Kungunir" gradually faded into shape after completing its mission, but before it completely dissipated, it was killed by a

The delicate hand held it, and that hand poured more majestic power into it, and slowly pulled it out of the demon's skull.

"Accept this gift, my dear sister."

The "Eternal Spear", which was given a new goal, broke away from the hands of the goddess of the night and screamed into the distance. It smiled at the master of prophecy in the distance, and then disappeared into the air like being erased by an eraser.