Master the Abyss, starting from an apprentice priest

In the dark fog that permeated everything, the outline of the kite-shaped shield in the hands of "Throne Knight" Frosa instantly emitted a fine scarlet deep light.

He waved the shield at the same time, allowing the curtain formed by the scarlet deep light to completely isolate him.

Except for the part of the death spirit that had already penetrated into his body, the rest of the death black fog was completely blocked. The black fog was diffused and drifted outside the scarlet shield curtain, and soon dissipated on its own.

Frosa was not feeling well at this time after dissolving the death blow of the unknown "god".

At the beginning of the attack, the part of the death spirit that penetrated in had begun to erode Frosa's body. Although Frosa, as a "throne knight", had a very strong body, the intense pain of his flesh and blood corroding from the inside still made him frown tightly.

After the black fog that was wrapped around him dissipated, Frosa quickly looked around, but did not find the figure of the previous enemy.

The "god" had disappeared again, and Frosa could not find him based on his perception. He then held a kite-shaped shield in one hand to protect his front body, and tightly grasped the double-edged axe in the other hand, and infused it with the enhanced spirituality of "dominance" so that he could immediately give the dangerous enemy a fatal blow when he appeared again.

At this time, in the air in the base, except for his own breathing and the painful groaning of "Death Priest" Asvis behind him, Frosa did not hear any other sounds around him.

The strange silence was filling this space. In Frosa's perception, he instinctively realized that the surroundings were full of danger, but he could not catch the source of the danger, just like the gaze of eyes full of malice hidden in the dark.

Now... Frosa suddenly felt that he had underestimated the strength of the enemy.

He was under the order of the "Great Inquisitor", half to protect and half to monitor the actions of "Death Priest" Asvis. The temporary shelter promised by Baines to Asves was carried out by Frosa.

When Frosa's "eyes" around the "Death Prayer" base reported to him that the base was invaded and the "Death Priest" Asves might have met with an accident, Frosa rushed from the border, fortunately not too late.

Who did Asves provoke... The other party had contracted a "god" and could use the trick of death enchantment... Could it be that he was a believer of the "Lost" and the way of "Death" like Asves? Frosa wondered in his heart, and was a little confused for a while.

But at this time, he did not dare to shift his gaze and ask Asves who was leaning against the wall behind him. All his attention was on dealing with the enemy's possible surprise attack at any time.

Suddenly, Frosa, who was sending out all his perceptions, suddenly felt a deep wave coming from the left side in front of him.

The deep wave contained a hidden cold murderous intent, which was rapidly sweeping towards the direction of "Death Priest" Asves. Frosa's pupils shrank under his visor, and he immediately swung out his giant axe to block the enemy's path to Asves.

The next moment, Frosa saw a small ball wrapped in black flames suddenly shot out from the depths of the shadow in front of him.

The small ball was originally shot directly at Asves, but it was blocked by Frosa's giant axe and instantly exploded on the blade of the axe.

——Boom!!!

The black flames suddenly surged and overflowed, and the death fog also swirled and swallowed Frosa's figure again.

Feeling the huge impact of the previous black ball explosion, Frosa's wrist holding the giant axe couldn't help but feel a little sore, and the flames also burned several half-burned wounds on his body.

But this level of injury was not the most fatal. Frosa soon realized that the death fog that rolled and spread with the explosion of the black ball had completely swallowed up his entire body.

The fog seemed to have formed a kind of illusory space. Frosa could no longer feel any external situation, and had completely lost any breath of "Death Priest" Asves.

At this moment, there was a dark scene in front of him, and everything in all the strongholds had completely disappeared. Frosa could only see darkness, that deep, seemingly endless darkness.

"——Amber..."

Suddenly, such a voice entered Frosa's ears.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and subconsciously turned around, blocking the kite shield and the double-sided giant axe in front of him.

And at the moment he turned around, Frosa saw the giant hammer that had hit him before again.

——Bang! ! !

The giant hammer with a strong death spirit once again hit Frosa's shield heavily. But Frosa, who had the experience of being attacked before, was one step faster. The shield in his hand lit up red in advance, blocking all the death spirits that were biting and invading him.

But the terrifying force exerted on the giant hammer still made Frosa's eyes widen. While he resisted this heavy blow, he seemed to hear his bones creaking.

The terrifying force of this hammer immediately made Frosa step back several steps. The figure of the god attacking him gradually entered his field of vision, and Frosa could finally see his figure clearly.

It was a mist phantom god wrapped in gray fog, holding a pitch-black round shield in his left hand and a pitch-black giant hammer in his right hand. He was floating opposite Frosa at this time, quietly "watching" Frosa's next move.

The round shield and giant hammer in his hands were lingering with wisps of black fog, which contained extremely terrifying death spirits, which forced Frosa to become more cautious.

Seeing that the "god" on the opposite side seemed to be unprepared for the next attack, Frosa held the axe across his chest, raised the kite-shaped shield, and whispered an "imperial decree":

"——【Follow me to conquer】!"

The next moment, the surface of the kite-shaped shield in Frosa's hand began to emit a deep red spiritual mist like a stream of silk, and another figure exactly the same as the "throne knight" Frosa condensed beside him.

Frosa summoned his "spiritual body", and the outline of his "spiritual body" was emitting bursts of scarlet smoke, giving people a dangerous aura that was the same as the "throne knight" Frosa himself.

At the same time as the spiritual body was summoned, Frosa and the spiritual body disappeared from the original place at the same time, and they turned into two deep red light traces, attacking the "god" on the opposite side together.

…

“…Amber should be enough to hold him back for a while.”

In a dark corner of the base, Luo Xiu finally emerged from the shadows, muttering.

After the appearance of “Throne Knight” Frosa, Luo Xiu immediately hid in the dark, and only let “Cinder Wolf King” Fenrir and “Void Guardian” Amber launch a tentative attack on Frosa.

Frosa is very strong. Although Luo Xiu had no intersection with him in his previous life, he also heard something about him from other players of the [Supreme] destiny.

In addition to the panel detection of Frosa when he appeared before, Luo Xiu has quickly determined Frosa’s strength.

If it is a one-on-one fight, Luo Xiu is sure to defeat him, but it will also take a lot of time.

But now is not a situation where time can be delayed. Since Frosa has appeared, it means that the [Supreme] people on the side of the court have discovered the abnormality here. If he failed to quickly resolve Frosa, it would inevitably lead to more unnecessary entanglements.

Luo Xiu quickly thought about these things. He was still very clear about the overall situation.

He then walked forward quickly, and at the same time looked at the dark fog that was spread by the "Void Guardian" Amber beside him.

At this time, the figures of Frosa and Amber had disappeared in the thick fog.

Amber had used his power as the "Void Creator" of the "Void Guardian" to pull Frosa into the illusory realm created by Him. Although it might be a bit difficult to let Amber and Frosa duel, as long as Frosa did not defeat Him in that illusory realm, he would not be able to escape from that space, and he would not be able to stop his next actions.

While thinking, Luo Xiu had walked to the wall deep in the base and walked in front of the "Death Priest" Asves.

At this time, Asvis was still half lying at the foot of the wall. The long-term and large amount of blood loss from the broken arm had made him weak. He looked at the mysterious invader in front of him wearing a black robe and a black mask, and his expression was full of helplessness and despair.

At this time, Asvis, after witnessing the attack launched by the suspected "god" on Frosa, his heart finally died.

That was undoubtedly a real "god", and a "god" of a very high position! He could create an illusion, and the countless death curse bombardments that he had created before were all blocked by him and turned into his own power...

That was the power that only the gods of the "illusion" series had. As a believer of [Lost], Asvis knew this very well, but this kind of gods was extremely rare. In Asvis's hundred-year extraordinary career, he had only seen it three times with his own eyes.

Suddenly, Asvis recalled that his teacher had told him not long ago that the broken heart of the god from "False Vigaro" had appeared in the antique auction held at the "Black Sword Mansion" in Songyuan City...

Could it be "False Vigaro"? Asvis thought with fear, thinking that he might be facing the terrifying "Chaos God", Asvis's face could not help but twisted a little.

But he quickly denied this conjecture, because the "god" summoned by the enemy in front of him had not reached such a high level, otherwise the "throne knight" Frosa, who was only a fourth-level destiny, would have turned into ashes the moment he was hit.

What's more, the enemy in front of him, the mysterious invader leader, is only at the "fourth level of destiny". Even if the ancient Chaos God personally favors him, his weak body that has not yet entered the holy realm cannot withstand the terrifying spiritual pressure of the contract with the "Chaos" God...

Asvis was thinking quickly in his mind, but it was too late to think about it now.

The enemy in black had already walked in front of Asvis. In Asvis's horrified and desperate eyes, Luo Xiu slowly raised his hand and pressed his palm on Asvis's wet forehead.

"——This is the kindness of the 'Holy Abyss', this is the mercy of 'Shura'..."

"——You are the sin of the lost, and I am the guiding light..."

Luo Xiu chanted in a low voice, his pupils began to flow with deep light patterns, and the golden hazy light also appeared in his right hand at the same time.

"——Follow me..."

"——Convert to the 'Holy Abyss' and serve me as your master..."

"..."

As Luo Xiu chanted in a low voice, Asvis's eyes began to gradually fade, and the ferocious expression on his face gradually faded, turning into a calm and even a little stupid expression.

Asvis felt that something was pouring into his mind at this moment, breaking through the barrier of his soul and invading the depths of his soul.

His will was gradually becoming dull and dying. And there was another thing replacing it, replacing his personality, guiding his desires, and thus completely depriving him of his self.

"No... no..." Asvis was afraid, he felt a deep fear of the abnormality of his soul.

But Asvis could not change these, he could only feel the approach of "death" in pain and despair, his original self and personality were heading towards inevitable decline, and at the same time, a new self and personality were regenerated from the corpse of the soul.

"No..." Asvis finally uttered the word of rejection weakly, and the pupil of his only eye was completely dispersed.

Until he opened his eyes again and looked at the "enemy" in front of him.

The flame of hatred in his heart had long been extinguished, replaced by an infinite respect for the person in front of him, and a strong pursuit of the strange and familiar thing called "Holy Abyss".

"Holy Abyss..."

Asvis murmured, and a faint deep purple light flowed through his pupils, which disappeared in an instant.

"You are my new apostle, Asvis."

After the specific entry "Crazy Devout (stable, permanent)" appeared in Asvis's status panel, Luo Xiu's hand left Asvis's forehead and spoke to him in a low and majestic voice.

"I am...the apostle of the Holy Abyss..."

Asvis was still mumbling, but the stupid expression on his face gradually faded, and instead emerged with a calmness similar to his age, and his pupils had returned to that depth.

He raised his head and looked at Luo Xiu wearing a black-patterned puppet mask in front of him, and slowly said:

"You are the Lord of the 'Holy Abyss', and my...new 'Lord'..."

Asvis struggled to stand up, endured the severe pain in his broken arm, and knelt down to Luo Xiu.

"Listen carefully, Asvis."

Feeling the aura that was constantly surging in the black fog behind him, "Knight of the Throne" Frosa seemed to be about to break through the blockade of the illusory world, so Luo Xiu gave Asvis a brief order:

"From now on, you are the shadow of my "Holy Abyss", Asvis."

"You still stay here, stay in the "Death Secret Prayer", and be my eyes. In addition, you swore allegiance to the [Supreme] Border before, and there is no need to terminate this allegiance. I also need you to monitor the movements over there."

"Did you hear it clearly, Asvis?"

"..."

"I understand, my lord."

Asvis prostrated himself on the ground again, bowed to Luo Xiu and said, "I will stay in the "Death Secret Prayer" and remain loyal to the "Border"... Everything is in accordance with your will, but the only one I truly respect and truly loyal to is the "Holy Abyss", only you..."

"Very good." Luo Xiu nodded.

"Then, I look forward to your loyalty to me."

After saying that, Luo Xiu's figure disappeared backwards and soon disappeared from Asves's sight.

Asves was still crawling, he looked at the empty darkness in front of him in a daze, as if nothing had happened here.

And right in front of him, the black fog that was originally pervading also had a very strong shock in the next moment. The fog filled with the spirit of death dissipated, and the "throne knight" Frosa finally showed up again, but his state at this time seemed quite embarrassed.

Before in that "illusory" field, he and his "spiritual body" finally gained the upper hand in the fierce battle with the "god", and they could have quickly knocked down the god and escaped from the illusory field.

But the "god" disappeared in the next moment, and the entire field also dissipated at the same time, and Frosa returned to the familiar real environment.

The moment he returned to reality, the first thing Frosa did was to check if Asves, the "Priest of Death" in the corner, was still alive.

At this time, Asves was kneeling on the ground, spitting blood. Except for the blood loss from the broken arm that had filled the cracks in the wall, the pale and bloody face that was lifeless, and the multiple fatal injuries on his body that had begun to worsen, Asves did not seem to have any life-threatening problems.

"...Shh." Frosa uttered a contemptuous voice under his mask. He casually took out a bottle of healing potion from his arms, walked to Asves, unscrewed the stopper of the potion bottle, and poured all the potion in the bottle on Asves' head.

The pure healing potion treated the injury, allowing Asves's wounds to heal rapidly. When he saw that Asves had recovered a little, Frosa said coldly:

"I don't know who you have provoked to make the extraordinary person who can contract the 'god' hunt you down like this."

"Asves, it may be a [Lost] believer who believes in 'death' like you. Do you have any clue about this?"

"..."

Asves lowered his head, and Frosa could not see the expression on his face. He only heard his voice low and weak:

"...I don't know, Lord Frosa."

"Since they are fellow practitioners of the 'Death' Way, they may be here to avenge the 'Death Announcer' Grion. But, you know, the information I leaked to you about Grion's hiding place is only known to you people in the 'Border'."

"Are you doubting us?" Frosa's tone changed instantly. He raised the giant axe in his hand, and the axe blade was already on Asves' neck. "Don't forget, without the protection of our 'Border', you are now a corpse."

"Who knows... cough cough..." Asvis coughed twice, and then he said in a weak and low voice, "I am just stating possible facts."

"..." Frosa was silent. He calmed down and thought about it, and found that the "facts" Asvis said did have a one in ten thousand chance.

If it weren't for the "Bianting"'s own people leaking the news, the information about Asvis's hiding place should not have been leaked to other places.

In addition to revenge for the "Death Announcer" Grion, no "Lost" believers who can contract the "Death" god should come to Asves's door... Frosa thought about this in his mind, so he slowly put down the giant axe in his hand and said to Asves:

"If this is true, I will personally find out the traitors in our ranks."

"But now, Asves. Because of this incident, we need to re-evaluate whether we need to continue to provide you with shelter."

"You'd better prepare what we need as soon as possible, Asves. Give us the distribution map of the bases of the "Death Secret Prayer" as soon as possible, and we can still recognize that you are our loyal ally."

"Yes, yes... Lord Frosa."

Asves nodded, and said to Frosa without hesitation:

"I've been ready, Lord Frosa. The map is in the deepest room, you can take it away at any time."

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