The Modern Age of the Mysterious

The three entered the courtyard and stood in a triangular formation. In front of the thick and towering black brick wall, the captain's silver-plated smiling face half-kneeled on the ground, with his eyes closed, the psychic simulated the night fog spreading forward, and scouted the front...

Everything is peaceful, only Yelan fills the garden. Only then did they restrain their footsteps and walked towards the large mansion that merged into the night in the distance.

The yard was so quiet that several people could hear their footsteps and breathing. Thinking of the large amount of property that might be hidden in the mansion, the heartbeats of the three of them accelerated uncontrollably.

The side wall of the mansion was not far ahead. They successfully bypassed the two powerful guards guarding the front and back. Next, as long as they found a way to pass through the wall, they could enter the mansion. If their theft was successful, it would be like a magic surgery that didn't wake up the owner, leave no wound.

Walk towards the wall, one step, two steps, three steps...

In one step, the world changed color.

They seemed to have stepped into another world step by step, and the red mist instantly filled the surroundings. Not only that, the moon in the sky is also blood red like a heart that has just been pulled out.

Ambush! The silver-plated smiling face only felt scalp development. In the thick fog on the left and right, two huge beings were rushing towards them at high speed, and their footsteps shaking the ground even made them a little unsteady. age

"Retreat!" A shrill cry completely broke the silence in the black mansion, and the other two quickly turned around and fled towards the wall as if awakened by their captain's roar.

However, there are people waiting ahead.

From a distance, they saw a figure in a black robe, standing ahead like the night itself.

Under the blood-red moon, he put down his hood, revealing a vicissitudes but resolute face.

The leader of Night Breeze's faith, Shawshank Rogers himself.

As a result, the silver-plated smiling face already knew that what he claimed to have infiltrated before was seamless, but what he detected was the bait that tempted him to take the bait.

This is an out-and-out trap, and I didn't realize it at all. In other words, in the face of huge gains, my judgment was too optimistic. He had never felt so bewildered before. age

Under such a triangular encirclement situation, the Thief Jackal managed to retain a little sanity. He looked back at the two huge guards behind him, no matter which one was a strong Queen-level target—it was impossible to turn back.

And "Sand Cave Road" is behind Shawshank.

"Attack him with all your strength, maybe you have a chance to escape!" He reminded.

"I know!" roared the silver-plated smiling face.

The pious guard, who was still occupied by fear, turned the bursting emotion caused by fear into anger. His body and mask radiate a kind of holy light faintly, which is the "righteous indignation" of people of pure faith towards evil. become. The bat in his hand was swung vigorously by him, and it hit Shawshank heavily with a sound. However, the opponent stood still like a stubborn stone, and the diamond-shaped halo that was constantly being stimulated did not cause much damage to him.

Behind the clamor of righteous indignation, there was a silver-plated smiling face that temporarily stopped. He took a deep breath, holding his mask with his left hand, and gently took it off. What he took off seemed to be the first layer of this mask, and he placed the silver-plated smiling face in the air next to his face, which was now at the level of his face, and now on his face was a dark, lipless, crazy smile. The smile under the smile.

The thing that hides beneath the rebel's fixed smiley face for the world is called "Madness." age

The face on the body of the explorer seems to be a window, and a black monster with long hands and feet climbs out of the face with an exaggerated smile without lips. This thing perfectly interprets the meaning of distortion, darkness and madness from top to bottom. , this normally suppressed distorted emotional energy rushed towards Shawshank more crazily than righteous indignation...

The latter opened his arms and floated solemnly into the air. What the two of them attacked and entangled was nothing but his black robe hanging down in the world.

The Thief Jackal held the flames in both hands, like a living red lotus. He sprinkled those flames on the ground, and quickly twisted them into snakes that snaked and crawled. The snakes converged like rivers and turned into a python that looked like a small dragon. rising from the ground...

The bat, the Talon, and the flames all actually hit Shawshank, but he was unmoved and showed no signs of injury. His figure has already floated above the wall, and the entire Forest of Eternal Night is behind him, resonating with him—

This is his country, and it is almost impossible for mortals to hurt him.

The black robe that was broken by the attack fluttered in the wind. However, the night covered him with a grander and more solemn black robe - Night Breeze itself.

The three people who were going all out to knock down Shawshank suddenly saw the panorama of the Forest of Eternal Night behind this figure full of divinity. In the depths of the dark forest that has never changed since ancient times, there is an almost indomitable giant. figure. age

It was Ms. Hersheys wearing a cloak. She stepped on the ground, with the night sky above her head, holding a straw basket in one hand, and holding a torch in the other. The flames on it seemed to ignite the dark clouds in the sky... At her feet, hundreds of believers were gathering In the candlelight, chanted confession words in a low voice.

What they are facing is not a dying **** at all, but a rising god.

Shawshank Rogers... The madness has faded, and the silver-plated smiling face looked up in despair—he watched the boundless night wind fluttering like his robe. The plain and simple missionary came here like the king of the night.

There is no doubt that this kind of momentum is already an Ace-level benchmark.

He gave up struggling. Because he has realized that he and others are just guinea pigs he uses for fun.

The strongest attack of the three came to an abrupt end right after it started, not because they were attacked, but because, in this boundless night wind, it seemed as if the whole world was in motion. While confiding in a low voice for the golden flame, he realized that it was meaningless to do so.

Rogers fell back into the mortal world, quietly watching the three intruders who had given up their resistance. Behind them, although the two blood-red terrifying monsters wanted to devour the intruder alive, they just stood obediently in front of Mr. Rogers. age

The body was shaking, and the bat fell to the ground with a clatter. Minx's spirit collapsed and he knelt on the ground. His body was balled up and trembling constantly. The "righteous indignation" against evil disappears like a phantom, and human beings can actually become a worm at any time.

The captain didn't reprimand. Minsk had done his best when he dared to swing at Shawshank. At this moment, he can only stand still in a daze, waiting for the fate to come...

Sharif felt the sand cave cave in. The danger level of this ghost place was deliberately suppressed by the person in front of him. In fact, it was impossible for him to set up an evacuation channel here.

"Ms. Hersheys gave you two ways," the voice of the leader of Night Breeze was extremely majestic, floating in the whole world, "Kneel down, or become the fuel of the torch."

The two Queens, who thought they were doomed, simply knelt down.

"Very good." A smile appeared on Sean's mouth, "Madam is strict but also kind. She is always willing to give second chances to lost people."

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