Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Underground in the Backlund Bridge area, inside a cross-shaped structure.

The "darkness" polluted by "blasphemy" slowly gathered inward, constantly compressing Anthony's living space.

During the long-term confrontation, the surface cracks of the long-bone sword in the hands of this "Fear Bishop" were clearly visible, and he could only rely on the spirit body sealed in his mouth to constantly deal with the "darkness" wave that he had set off.

Although attracting and summoning "darkness" is not the only ability of "Dread Bishop", as the name of the sequence summarizes, in this piece of land, there is no intelligence, no thinking, but is driven by "pollution" and wants to kill himself. In the face of "darkness", saints who are better at bringing fear and destruction to the living are hard to cause harm to conceptual inorganic substances.

"The goddess of the night, higher than the starry sky, longer than eternity..."

The long white bone sword in his hand slowly shattered, and Anthony watched the evil spirits wandering in the "darkness", and a trace of remorse flashed in You Sui's eyes.

But he was not pretentious, but he hurriedly prayed to the goddess, and his left hand was familiar with the four retrograde points on his chest, drawing a crimson moon.

With the end of the last syllable, the entire underground cross structure suddenly became darker. A pair of soft palms slowly descended from the sky, soothing the terrifying anxiety. The rolling "darkness" and the broken bone long sword disappeared little by little. , Before long, there was only unshakable tranquility and Anthony, who was praying devoutly with his eyes closed, in the underground structure.

Above the structure, the black hair is soft, the face is beautiful, the young lady dressed in black formal dress, the blood-red hands ignore everything, the whole person is like a stunning sketch, let the invisible eraser quickly erase herself, leaving no trace. .

......

"Close your eyes and don't look around."

Azik blocked Klein's body with his body, and watched the group of huddled worms that kept stirring up huge gravitational forces and swirling tentacles. The characteristics of snakes on the body became more and more obvious. The scales covered the skin. Wings protruded from near the shoulder blades, and the feathers were stained with oil.

The whistling and spreading winds of the underworld attacked Zarath again and again, but they could never reach the center wrapped by the slippery tentacles. The surrounding space was distorted, and the coldness that symbolized death rushed into the mark that Zarath had set in advance, and the hurricane gradually wilted.

Whoa!

The oil-soaked wings fluttered up, covering his eyes with gentle movements, closing his eyes tightly, only daring to face Klein on the ground, Azik felt the blockage everywhere, and the color patches around him continued to be rich and dull. The color of the monstrous and eerie to the extreme confronted the secluded brilliance that enveloped the entire street, and was unable to open the passage to the spiritual world for a long time.

Although the demigods of the "corpse collector" pathway have been able to travel through the spiritual world with the help of the small underworld in their bodies since the first ancestor of the phoenix, Grey Carrie, opened up the underworld in the second era, this additional gift is a gift to the power that really touches the space. Can not help but look very weak.

"Klein, pray to her!"

Azik spoke suddenly, startling Klein who was fighting against his fear instinct.

He raised his palm high, and a turquoise gate full of rust instantly rose from behind the worm vortex. The gate opened, revealing the depths of the underworld that had been untouched for a long time.

The gate of the underworld is like a hungry monster, trying to devour everything in front of him. Zarath, who feels the loss of life, no longer adopts the most conservative plan. A smooth tentacle suddenly rushed out of the suction range of the underworld and pulled out a trail in the air. A figure condensed by pure brilliance.

As soon as this figure appeared, it collapsed at the fastest speed into a scorching fireball, absorbing the nearby air and expanding continuously, like a miniature sun, pressing down the pale and dead silence brought by the gate of the underworld.

"Yang Yan."

In the midst of the raging fire, a pair of wings that seemed to be woven from flames protruded from the "sun", and the temperature of the surrounding environment suddenly rose a few degrees, and the long spears wrapped in layers of pure white wings condensed in front of the "sun".

The moment he saw the wings, Azik made an instant decision, and clenched the copper whistle that became extraordinarily hot in his hand. Originally there was still a touch of gentle eyes that were completely clouded, and the sound from his mouth was no longer. Human-like, but more inclined towards snakes.

"Sleep forever!"

Two very similar cold voices sounded at the same time, and there was a strong vibration inside the gate of the underworld that received the order.

The sound of the tide's roaring filial piety was deafening, and behind the bronze gate, the indescribable feeling turned into an illusory gray-white, like a flood, rising from the depths of the underworld.

At the same time, although Klein, who was sheltered by the oily wings, could not hear the voices of the outside world, he still obeyed Azik's order under the spiritual reminder and quickly chanted the honorary name of "God of Mysteries".

Zaratul, who turned into a worm, felt a sense of it, and the smooth tentacles scattered around seemed to feel the attraction from the depths of his soul, and became more manic.

The same grayish-white mist as the terrifying tide overflowed from the oily wings and settled behind Azik, wrapping the oil stains and scales that pierced the skin attached to the surface of the wings. The dark golden eyes of the Son of Death rarely regained a trace of clarity.

Then, like a chemical reaction, the mist outside and inside the door attracted each other, a familiar and unfamiliar soft face quietly overlapped with Azik, and the tide that rose to the limit rushed out of the door, setting off a huge wave with a clear target. Towards the "sun".

But unfortunately, the historical projection does not feel fear. The miniature sun wheel did not give up the attack due to the danger. The pure white holy spear wrapped in layers of wings shot at Azik, who was surrounded by gray fog, and rolled up a wave that melted everything. of waves.

The gray wave gushing out from the door sensed the mortal enemy that restrained him, and immediately shrank its scale. On the street floor, the illusory river gushed out in the direction of the wave, and spontaneously blocked in front of the Son of Death. Reality collided violently, bursting out immeasurable light gray steam.

As the remnants of the "Death God" before they died, it was naturally impossible for them to let Azik, who was half soul combined with uniqueness, die.

The direct conflict between the two angels destroyed the entire street, and only the aftermath of the attack washed away the plague hidden in the haze that was several times larger than the street.

The pale gloom kills the plague, and the scorching sunlight completely cleanses the filth hidden in the sewers.

Ards frowned slightly, looking at the projection of the figure behind the huge amount of steam that had not yet completely melted, and then returned from the fog of history with the support of Zarath, and kneaded his forehead slightly painfully.

While prying the wave behind the door just now, he also felt a long-lost call. Although there was a gray fog, the connection between the souls still stubbornly spit out the pollution from the other side.

The dark gold who had just retreated was replaced by a deadly pale, Azik "He He" gasped, and countless vines with baby faces grew out of the deep river water, feeling the only creature protected by wings, but did not dare to touch it. Touching the body of the Son of Death, he had no choice but to aim at the hard bones more than ten meters away.

The enveloping worm wrapped and rotated by its smooth tentacles suddenly twisted and contracted, canceling the miniature "sun wheel", and instead pulled out an old man that was very similar to Zarath's body, but not so gloomy.

This grey-bearded figure has dark and dull eyes, and at the moment of appearance, like the huge vortex beside him, it turned into a smooth and sinister hugging worm, and instinctively pulled out three completely different illusory figures.

Zaratul, this is also a Zaratul, and the earlier one!

The moment he saw the figure, Ards found the matching information from his dusty memory, and the pale flames in his eyes flourished.

The two groups of worms stood side by side exuding a strong cohesive force, and the projections they summoned surrounded Azik and the gate of the underworld in the middle.

They include beautiful women with blood-red eyes, blond men in asymmetrical clothes, and judges holding long swords.

In addition, another figure summoned by Zarath also cast her gaze, but her eyes were not dull, but she could feel the ups and downs of emotions.

"A circle of old acquaintances...and Salinger's youngest son?"

With the help of Medici, a demigod who descended in "Red of War", he looked at Azik, who was obviously in a wrong state, and looked at the old Zarath projection who also believed in the Lord, and quickly figured out the current situation.

Although she has now escaped the imprisonment of the madman in Arista, her strength has not recovered. Instead, she has to cooperate with a little girl, and she has been unable to obtain the joy of freedom for a long time.

Now there is an opportunity in front of her to unleash her power without taking the blame for herself, how could she not cherish it.

Anyway, the historical projection was summoned by the little Zarath, and the order to attack was also given by her. Even if the "night" and the big octopus Leodoro settle accounts afterwards, it is impossible for him to be counted.

At the moment when she and several old colleagues around her were preparing to attack with the great sword, the keenness belonging to the "hunter" finally allowed her to discover in time what Azik Eggers was protecting.

Isn't that the little guy from the "secret" family!

The great red angel froze for a moment, glanced at little Zarath who was completely ignorant of the status quo, and decisively changed his camp. The flames in his hands swelled, drowning the couples of the beautiful lady and the blond man next to him, only far away. On the other side, the judge with a long sword successfully released the attack.

"It is strictly forbidden for creatures to hide here!"

The substantive decree swept across the burned street, and Azik's wings suddenly felt unbearable pain. With the intervention of a powerful external force, it was torn apart to reveal Klein who was hidden inside.

"Don't open your eyes!"

Azik, who was pierced for violating the spirit of the law, roared with all his might, with a ferocious face.

Leaving the shelter of Feathered Serpent's wings, hot waves swept across Klein's exposed skin in an instant, and the hot "faceless man" howled and shouted.

He felt the danger from the vicinity, and also heard Azik who was in pain and couldn't extricate himself. His mind was stirred by spiritual alarms, and a black and white picture with a bad TV signal and flashing noise squeezed into his mind.

In the flickering black and white of Mohu, his eyes were pale and flames were burning. Azik, who had obvious snakelike features on his body, was half-kneeling on the ground, while the Red Angel, whose spiritual supply had been cut off by Zarath, was surrounded by two strange beings. Dissipated into a pure point of light.

Under the gloomy sky, the two groups of slowly twisting hugged worms accelerated at the moment when their wings separated. Even if Klein didn't look at the picture in his mind, he could still feel that something was about to be taken out of his body. draw out.

Her purpose is my Beyonder characteristic?

Feeling the signs of the fading of the extraordinary power in his body, Klein, who was struggling with his eyes closed, would have been amused by his own stupid idea if it wasn't really painful.

An existence of an obvious angel level wastes so much effort, just wants to take away a "faceless man" characteristic?

Wouldn't it be a "secret" enemy... Klein struggled to reach his trouser pocket with his right hand. He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the little light that had been drawn out of his body.

It turned out that it was all "secret" to wipe his ass, but he didn't expect that today, a mere Sequence Six who had just left the social animal life for half a year, he would have to bear the love and hatred of an angel and a true god.

A touch of coldness touched his palm, and Klein "looked" at Mr. Azik, who was fighting a strange angel to protect himself. A few drops of liquid leaked from the gap between his tightly closed eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his expression visibly distorted, and then he swung his right arm, pulling his palm out of his pocket.

In that palm, a silver-white scale-shaped spell was tightly held.

At the same time, more and more light spots appeared in front of Klein, and even the gray fog could not contain the huge gravitational force released by Zaratul.

Klein's spiritual intuition gave a frantic warning, and he struggled to pronounce an ancient Hermes word.

"destiny!"

In the reverberation of the difficult and mysterious ancient Hermes language, a giant snake with bright red and cold eyes, covered with patterns and symbols, and with different details, emerged from above the spell.

boom!

As the giant snake appeared, the spell in Klein's palm also shattered, turning into pure spirituality to fill the illusory body of the giant snake, making it look more real.

"Snake of Mercury" just glanced at it, then quickly gathered up, opened its mouth and bit its tail, turning into a mysterious and exaggerated runner.

"Snake of Destiny, restart!"

Suddenly, all the angel figures summoned by Zarath disappeared, and the pale flames and dirty oil that tortured Azik were instantly reduced by half, and even the hugging worms twisting and spinning in mid-air couldn't help but stagnate. The extracted characteristics return to the body.

Only the seemingly calm river water on the ground got rid of the reversal under the "restart", only a thin layer of gray fog rose.

Before the scaleless serpent disappeared, his eyes fell on Klein, whose eyes were closed, and his last spirituality turned into luck.

Zaratul in mid-air naturally noticed the small movements from the "Snake of Mercury". UU reading www.uukanshu.com was not discouraged, but took advantage of the opportunity that Azik Eggers was still unable to move, and countless tentacles stretched out from different directions. To Klein, they carefully avoided the quiet flowing river on the ground.

It's a pity that fate prefers to take care of the lucky ones.

In an instant, whether it was Klein with his eyes closed, or Zarath who turned into a worm, a body that was quickly outlined and had a feminine beauty appeared in his mind.

She just happened to stand in the way of the slippery tentacles.

Looking at the tentacles attacking him, Fran Amani frowned, revealing his disgust unabashedly.

Her blood-red gloved palms plunged into the darkness, and a bone scythe dragging the aura of destruction followed and slammed into the tentacles.

Covered by the aura of destruction, those greasy tentacles were suddenly decomposed into crumbs, and even the clump of worms disintegrated together, turning into light spots that only appeared when the historical projection was destroyed without resistance.

After doing all this, Fran looked at Klein who was tentatively opening his eyes and walking towards Azik.

Seeing his astonishment that his secret was pierced after seeing him, Fran showed a smile and started to drag Klein Moretti into the secret.

An indescribable tranquility hit, Klein looked helplessly and terrified at his body that had been wiped away a little, no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't make a sound, he could only look at His Excellency "Blade of Serenity". Ability slowly swallows itself.

Does this demigod lady not know the relationship between the goddess and "mystery"?

Klein wanted to explain, but saw Fran put her index finger against her lips, and said with a light smile:

"Klein Moretti, say hello to Antico for me."

The next moment, Klein's figure completely disappeared.