Mr. J's blocking arms, and blood and flesh spurted out.
The force of the stab forced Mr. J to slide back, and blood and flesh gushed out even more.
The splattered flesh and blood swelled and exploded with a loud bang. The huge explosion of flesh and blood blew away the [Crimson Scholar]'s thrust and blasted him away.
The pitch-black shadow solidified from the void and turned into sharp tentacles, which suddenly pierced through the spraying flesh and blood and stabbed at the [Crimson Scholar] who was flying backwards.
"Hiss-"
The sharp claws tore through the air, tearing towards the dark tentacles that were rushing towards them. As the sharp claws swung, they tore through countless dark shadows like cutting through iron and mud.
The equally pitch-black bat wings stretched out, and the darkness turned into thousands of bats, which surged back, engulfed the pitch-black shadow, and pressed back towards Mr. J.
A white lightning flashed in Mr. J's hand. He pressed it down suddenly, and the electric arc jumped onto a pitch-black bat. Then it connected to another bat as if connected. The extremely fast connection was completed in an instant, outlining a beautiful lightning chain.
The end of the lightning chain suddenly hit the [Crimson Scholar], but was directly torn apart by the crimson new energy on the claws.
A phantom appeared behind him, but then disappeared.
"The transmission was disturbed?" Mr. J frowned.
head, "If that's the case, then X then
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
The bright sunshine sprayed down, illuminating most of the battlefield and almost reaching Mr. J.
Mr. X's [Flash] was laborious and slow, and he could hardly keep up with the attack rhythm of the [Ghost].
The moonlight disappeared, the [spiritual world] weakened, a barrier appeared between the overlap of the spiritual world and reality, and all [teleportation] and [flashing] were greatly disturbed.
Beyond the sunlight, resentful spirits emerged from the mirror, screaming horribly and sweeping away, tearing apart the bright sunlight.
The robe of flesh and blood was torn into pieces like a hail of knives, but this time, no blood came out of Mr. X's seven orifices.
The moonlight is gone, [Death] is gone, and the power of [Ghosts] will be weakened.
The screams continued, and Mr. X covered his ears with great effort. His expression was distorted, and the pages in his eyes froze again. Deep black light streamed out and surged to all directions.
square.
The light passed over the enemy, and the screams of the wraiths decreased.
His eyelids drooped as if he was about to
Falling into a dream.
The white light suddenly struck down, and the jumping electricity
The arc then struck down, overturning and surging, burning his evil body.
"roar!!!"
A roar broke out, directly dispelling the leaping thunder, but this time, it was not the Wrathful Spirit Peak.
Howl.
Amid the roar, countless plants grew rapidly.
It was as if someone had thrown seeds everywhere, and everywhere was green and full of life.
Full of energy.
Frost grew out of countless green leaves, exploded into the air, and stabbed straight at Mr. X.
"A Sealed Object?" Mr. X's eyes froze on the page of the book again. "Try to block this?!"
A pitch-black armor appeared on Mr. X, turning him into a small giant several meters tall. In the hand of this giant, he held an extremely sharp blade as long as his arm.
If Bacolod Jean Martin were here,
He would surely recognize that this was the horrible blow that Mr. A had used to kill him.
Mr. X rushed forward and crashed straight into the flying ice spikes.
The ice spikes suddenly exploded, completely unable to penetrate the pitch-black armor. The green plants surged up, but no matter how they entangled, they could not stop the attack of the pitch-black knight.
A terrible sense of oppression came over me, almost making me
[Ghost] was suffocating. Without thinking, he quickly jumped into the mirror, trying to avoid this terrible attack.
He had just finished the mirror flash when he found that he had flashed to the wrong position, as if someone had interfered with him.
The dark shadow that was pressing down on him immediately
Understand who is interfering with you.
After all, who can compete with the Apprentice in terms of [Flash]?
د"Boom!!!!!!"
A huge slash exploded from the small building, and the corrupt slash went straight out of the small building. The huge smoke and dust brought by the slash drew a long arc, and it did not dissipate until it passed a long distance.
Under the slashing blow, even the suppression of the [Spirit World] by [Lost Moon] was broken.
"What's going on?!" Bolt, flying on the roof, looked at the long cloud of dust rushing into the distance, "What is that?!"
"This corrupt power… Camus once again stole the distance and quickly shuttled across the rooftop, "[Blade of the Flesh and Soul]… It's the demigod of the [Aurora Society] causing trouble!!"
"Notify the Cardinal immediately..."
"BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!"
A series of explosions spread from the ground to the roof. A dark blue flame suddenly exploded from the roof, and a beautiful figure suddenly rushed out from the flames.
Tracy landed on the roof, the ring on her hand released a light like the morning sun, and she also held a sword as bright as the morning sun.
The dark figure of the huge flaming demon broke through the flames and slashed down with the lava sword.
"boom!!"
The Sword of Dawn blocked the magma sword, and the roof exploded in the collision between the two Beyonders, with bricks and tiles breaking and dust flying.
In the firelight, Hugh Van Dilcha's figure also broke out of the fire, pointing his left hand at the two people who were fighting, and the iron-black metal glove on his left hand flashed.
That glove was the magical item that Heras used to fight Klein in Capin's mansion. It corresponded to the Sequence 5 [Punishment Knight]!!
"This place... ahem... is forbidden to spread the plague!!"
Hugh coughed and spoke out majestic orders, directly restricting Tracy's indiscriminate attack.
He landed on the roof nimbly, jumped up, and stabbed Bess with the three-edged spike.
"slow!!"
The filthy demon language immediately stopped the two ladies' actions.
"Fallen!!"
Pitch-black mud spread out, and wherever it passed, tiles and stones exploded from the inside, and green plants burst out black smoke. The filthy mud spread to the entire roof and was about to swallow the two ladies.
Tracy's body exploded into pieces.
A broken mirror appeared aside.
"exile!!"
The wind of exile blew past, blowing away the spread of the black abyss and creating a piece of land without filth.
"You are finally willing to use all your strength against me, Beth Andrellad," Xio looked at the demon, "In our previous fights, you almost never used foul language to hurt me."
"Since you have a powerful magical item, there is no need for me to hold back my strength!" Dozens of blue fireballs condensed on the horns of Bess's head. "I like evenly matched fights the most!!"
The fireball exploded and blew up the entire roof, leaving only a large area of blue fire burning. Tracy emerged from the fire, frost appeared on her left hand, and condensed into a mirror, pressing forward.
Black flames immediately gushed out from Beth's body, burning his demonic body, but he acted as if nothing had happened and released another sulfur fireball at Tracy.
"Damn it..." Tracy gritted her teeth, swung her sword to deflect the fireball, and beads of sweat flowed down her forehead. The [Demon] is too resistant to the [Curse]
'And this madman...actually cursed himself
Himself....covered me with his own curse
"Even Gehrman Sparrow isn't that crazy!!!
The [Criminal] Path can release a weak curse of the [Slander] type at Sequence 8. This curse is usually not very powerful, but due to the extremely filthy nature of the [Abyss], this curse can erode other curses.
Cover a strong curse with a weak curse,
Coupled with the demon's strong resistance to curses, and the reality that he cursed himself.
It's strange what effect this new curse will have.Chapter 136 Scream
How did Xio come to this chaotic battle? Of course, she came to chase Beth. In the short period of time when this serial killer appeared, she was the person who fought with him the most times.
A few days ago, after the assassination attempt on Viscount Stratford, he temporarily stayed in the palace and seldom went out. Hugh could not find a chance to find out the so-called secret of the king, so he had to continue chasing this devil.
From one side of Queens, I chased him to the other side of Queens.
Chased here.
Let us turn our attention back to the battlefield.
The [Wind Walker] team fell from the wind to the rooftop, looking at the three people fighting in the chaos among the many buildings in confusion, and then looked at the fight between the [Aurora Society] and the [Rose School] in the distance. For a moment, they didn't know which side to deal with first.
"I'll handle this," Camus was the first to come to his senses, "Bolt, you lead the team to that building and arrest the murderer!!"
"Before that…" Camus stretched out his hand towards Bolt, "Lend me your power."
With a twist of his wrist, he stole Bolt's ability to control the wind - this was the process they had already decided on.
Camus stole Bolt's ability, and Bolt used the corresponding magical item of [Wind Blessed] to make up for the missing ability. In the end, their extraordinary abilities will only increase, not decrease.
A strong wind blew, and Camus rode the wind to kill [Lieutenant General of Disease]. The necklace on his neck glowed brightly, and a sword of dawn appeared in his hand, slashing straight down.
"boom!!"
The roof exploded and the ground shattered. Tracy raised her [Sword of Dawn] to block Bolt's fierce attack. Then, she exerted force with her feet and swung her arms to throw Camus' body away.
Camus twisted his wrist, gained distance, and slashed across in an instant, hitting the air. Tracy turned her body, exerted force on her wrist suddenly, raised the Sword of Dawn suddenly, and slashed at Camus with her backhand.
The two swords collided, a faint dusk splashed everywhere, sparks flew, and two layers of faint morning light surged rapidly.
The sword of dawn clashed on the roof, flashing
In the dim light, two figures were mixed in the dim shadow, their hands dancing rapidly.
I saw the two swords slashing at each other horizontally and vertically, and in the faint yellow light, they suddenly broke apart, and then the swords rose again and slashed again, exploding into a faint yellow light again.
In the dim morning light, countless invisible threads seemed to be reflected, flowing from behind Tracy, spreading forward, and spreading towards Camus.
The wind picks up.
Camus controlled the gust of wind and retreated quickly. The invisible silk thread quickly approached Camus until it collided with the equally invisible sharp knife.
The sharp wind blade flew over and tore open the surging
An invisible silk thread came, the wind blade flew past, the silk thread broke silently, the wind rose, swirled the silk thread together and twisted it apart, at the end of the wind breath, another wind blade struck straight forward.
Tracy turned her head to dodge a wind blade, and dodged it several times. Her black curly hair was blown up by the wind blade. She pressed her left hand back and the Frost Mirror emerged.
Camus' figure was reflected in the mirror. A dark flame swept across the mirror, and Camus' figure was ignited by a dark magic fire. But then, the mirror was completely illuminated by the light of morning light.
Camus turned his wrist and stole out the black flame from his body. The black flame that left his body quickly turned into ashes under the morning light, but then a dark figure enveloped him.
Beth's lava sword suddenly fell down, cutting Camus through the floor and into the floor below. Camus fell in a mess, and dawn-colored fragments exploded on himself, as if he was wearing an invisible [Dawn Armor].
A dark blue light suddenly blasted down, submerging Camus' body. A sulfur fireball suddenly exploded on the floor below. The blast directly broke open all the glass on the two floors, and they shattered and fell down.
On the rooftop, Beth was about to condense more blue fireballs, but as if a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, his eyes immediately widened.
"Aa ...
Amid the shrill screams, the footsteps flew
Come, jump up, hold the sword with both hands, hold it beside your ears, and point the tip of the sword straight in the direction of Bess.
The three-edged thorn stabbed fiercely, brushing against Bess's left
Arm, blood spurted out, even if I dodge sideways,left upper arm was also torn open by the three-edged thorn.
The sword's momentum changed, the three-edged spear spun out and the magma sword followed and collided with the white sword edge.
The cold light of steel and the red magma danced together in the rapid collision. The deadly sword blades flashed their own sharpness in the dance. The dancing footsteps danced back and forth on the strings of life and death, dodging the deadly cold light of each other's swords.
The magma sword suddenly chopped down, but only hit a piece of empty space. Xu had already jumped up to avoid it, landed lightly, spun on the ground, and dissipated the inertia.
Inspiration struck her, and she quickly turned over and jumped up, slightly changing her position. The ice spear hit her directly, but she narrowly avoided it.
Hugh looked closely and saw Tracy's hair dancing like a snake. Two large mirrors stood behind her, reflecting the figures of Beth and Hugh.
Tracy smiled slightly, and the black fire swept across the two mirrors, and Hugh and Best were immediately enveloped by the black flames.
"Punishment target, curse power!!"
Blood flowed from the corner of Xio's mouth and he spat out a mouthful of black smoke. He stretched out his left hand and pointed at himself. Then a strange light emanated from his body, which was like the morning light but was definitely not the morning light.
Under this strange light, the dark cursed fire gradually extinguished in her body.
"Those who curse others are guilty!!" The majestic ancient Hermes words came out from Xiu's mouth, "The guilty should be restricted!!"
Tracy's knees suddenly bent down, and her body felt extremely heavy, as if a huge iron weight was pressing down on her.
"die!!"
The filthy demonic words rushed out, and Tracy's heart seemed to be grasped tightly by an invisible hand, stained with mottled red rust, and burning with flames that smelled of sulfur.
"Crackle, crackle—"
Her body turned into countless shattered mirrors and appeared on the other side. Although still extremely heavy, she was completely unharmed.
A large ball of dark blue fire came straight at them. Seeing this, Tracy raised her sword and swung it away.
The fireball flew off the mark and exploded under the Sword of Dawn, without even damaging the invisible [Dawn Armor] on her body. Even if two powerful Beyonders joined forces, it would be difficult to hurt Tracy at all.
This shows how right it was for Gehrman Sparrow to separate the magical items from the [Vice Admiral of Disease] when he assassinated her!
"boom!!"
The ground suddenly exploded, and caught off guard, the three of them were unable to stand steadily. Only Camus, who broke through the floor and returned to the roof, was completely stable.
He held out his hands and twisted his wrists.
Tracy looked unhappy, and Beth frowned.
Frowning, there is no doubt that they have all had an extraordinary ability stolen from them.
He glared with his left eye and waved his hand. A dark blue flame cage emerged and imprisoned Tracy inside. A sharp wind blade swept over and went straight to her throat.
Tracy stretched out her hand and blocked the wind blade with the invisible wrist armor. She should have used the mirror substitute, but this extraordinary ability had been stolen.
"Come on!!" Tracy thrust the [Sword of Dawn] into the ground, "You want to try stealing this?"
[Storm of Light] exploded suddenly, tearing the fire cage apart and sweeping away everything.
Camus thrust his sword into the ground, and a faint yellow barrier rose up. Fragments of the flickering morning light came straight towards him, impacting the barrier until it scattered like a huge wave hitting a reef.
The flesh and blood magic raised a thick scarlet wall. The Dawn Fragments suddenly blasted away. Even though the thick wall was torn into pieces and blood and flesh flew everywhere, it was unable to break through the thick wall that was endowed with divinity.
Fragments of morning light came, but the light of morning light could not tear open the cage that held the sinner tightly. Although it was shaky and riddled with holes, it still did not hurt Xu at all.
The three of them blocked the [Storm of Light] with their own defenses, but at this moment, something that could not be blocked appeared.
A shrill scream came from afar, blowing away the light of dawn. The four of them fell to their knees and covered their ears with all their strength.
"This [Screaming Spirit]…" Tracy
دHe covered his ears with all his strength, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and said with difficulty, "It is definitely more than the power of Sequence 5..."
"Demigod?"
Beth's eyes were filled with blood as she looked at Xio who was standing beside her.
Xiu, who was at the lowest level, had a blurry vision and blood was flowing from all seven orifices. He was almost dead.
"You can't just die like this......." Beth took out the umbilical cord of the [True Creator] Son of God, "I haven't... fought with you yet.
"Scream!!"
He stood up suddenly, pinched the umbilical cord, and the magic of flesh and blood surged, and an illusory ear and a mouth condensed on the umbilical cord.
The devilish sound of [The Scream of the Vengeful Soul] penetrated directly into the umbilical cord's ears, causing it to spasm. The huge resentment of the [True Creator] Son of God who could not be born was completely enraged by the torture of the screaming devilish sound.
An even more terrifying demonic sound directly overwhelmed the screams of the resentful souls and rushed out.
"Mom-mom!!!!"Chapter 137 The Thief
"Mother!!!"
Inside the small building.
All the beings screamed and tore their ears apart.
Endless pitch-black filth poured into the body of the Crimson Scholar, and the terrifying resentment from the Son of God who could not be born tore his soul apart on the spot.
Every inch of her fair skin was overflowing with dark, mottled, dirty pus, as if it had gathered all the sins in the world, or as if all the crimes in this life had turned into a black liquid of deep sin, overflowing from every pore.
On the beautiful face that perfectly imitated the vampire's, two strings of black liquid flowed out of the eyes, as if dark tears were flowing at this moment, and more dark pus overflowed from the eyes and ears, until his face was completely submerged in the dark liquid.
The flesh and blood surged, and the flesh and blood under the black liquid kept rising, falling, expanding and shrinking, until the black liquid wrapped around his entire body, until his sin swallowed him up completely.
The dark pus seemed to reflect a devilish sky without daylight or seasons, with only endless lightning illuminating the abandoned eternal night.
In the eternally dark [Forsaken Land of God], on the dark cross of the magnificent giant hanging upside down, a new name was engraved, listing another sin:
"Jeta, guilty of arson, torture, murder, and adultery."
And above this pitch-black cross, hundreds of trillions of names and sins are listed. The endless pale names are intertwined, like the endless stars in the deep black universe.
And the upside-down giant, carrying the curtain of guilt and the galaxy of sin, hangs upside down alone in the field of eternal darkness.
A flash of lightning illuminated the giant's face.
He was motionless and unmoved, but continued to hang upside down, bearing all the sins of the world.
"The voice of the Lord..." Mr. J struggled to stand up, "The voice of the Son of God..."
"No doubt about it," Mr. X also climbed up, "that was definitely the voice of the Son of God."
As members of the Aurora Society, they listened
Accustomed to the voice of the [True Creator], it seemed that there was some kind of protection mechanism built in, allowing them to avoid the fate of being destroyed by the devil's voice.
"We...are still alive...Team Bolt also stood up and looked at him in disbelief, "Cardinal...Bishop?"
In front of them was the core of the Storm Church.
Cardinal, Raydar Valentine, the demigod's anger was almost visible on his face.
If he hadn't arrived in time, this Wind Walker team would have been wiped out, although now they are not far from being wiped out.
Just when the demigod was about to destroy the two messengers directly, the barrier between the spiritual world and reality was suddenly broken. The Dark Saint stretched out his hand and directly killed the two messengers, who disappeared into the spiritual world.
At the same time, the severely injured Mahmoud stumbled into the spirit world and disappeared.
In mid-air, a nearly transparent spirit body as big as a mountain emerged and placed a human figure in mid-air.
Anthony Stevenson, Archbishop of the Church of Night, landed on the highest roof nearby.
Several black shadows then rushed up the wall from the bottom of the building, quickly rushed over the roof, and landed on all sides, surrounding the four people present.
"Anthony Stevenson," Beth didn't look at the Night Watchmen surrounding him, but looked directly at the man on the highest roof, "the Archbishop of the Church of Night."
"You have no right to speak here, murderer," said Daly Simone sternly, "Just surrender! Don't think you can escape from here!!"
"Not including me," Camus responded, "I'm from the Church of Storms, and I'm here to stop them."
"And me," Hugh added hastily, "I work for MI9."
"No problem," Anthony's voice came from a distance, "but there's nothing to say about the other two."
"That's not necessarily true, Your Excellency," Tracy narrowed her eyes, "I think it's better not to make it too roundabout."a charming voice echoed on the battlefield, "Don't be too round about what you say."
A beautiful figure in white crawled out from the frost on the ground. Her face was so mature and charming that even Dai Li, who had always been confident in her appearance, suddenly felt ashamed.
"You can't take back what you've said. If you say it in a roundabout way, you'll lose face."
Catherine Pelle stood on the broken roof, gazing at Archbishop Anthony on the rooftop in the distance.
Beth suddenly burst into laughter, attracting everyone's attention.
"You two seem to know each other?" He spread one hand and put the other hand in his pocket. "Let's chat slowly and have a good chat. By the way, give my regards to Ince Zangwill."
"Thanks to his generosity, he left me a very nice item~"
He took out the umbilical cord of the Son of God and waved it in front of the two demigods. It then turned into a pool of shadow, split into five, and disappeared on the spot.
"Damn it… Chase him…."
"etc."
Anthony's voice came again, calling
The Nighthawks were about to set out in pursuit.
"There's still a threat here."
"That's right."
The sound of steam gushing out was heard, and the Archbishop of the Steam Church, Horamyk Haydon, landed on the roof.
The veil between the spirit world and reality was torn open again, and Prince Grove stepped out of the spirit world and appeared on the roof.
"And the threats are many and big." Grove looked in the direction Anthony was looking and clenched his fists.
The applause came at an inopportune time and reached everyone's ears.
Catalina Pellet turned her head to look in that direction, and her eyes suddenly narrowed.
There, on the rooftop, sat a smiling man.
The man was wearing a black robe and a black hat, had dark eyes, and a pointed hat like a wizard. At this moment, he was clapping for them like a child.
And in the socket of his right eye, a crystal monocle was shining.
"I heard that there will be a very interesting banquet here." He smiled and looked at the demigods, "Excuse me, where can I get the invitation to the banquet?"
"Amon has arrived."
After Leonard Mitchell received the letter last night, he no longer had any desire to sleep, and after Pales explained to him the horror of Amon, he had even less desire to sleep.
"Old man, let me ask you again, is it true that you can't deal with this clone of Amon?"
"You've asked me five times," Pales said impatiently, "Based on my current state, I can't deal with Him at all. Even if I can, I can't really do it."
"Without the blessing of [Secrecy] and the right bait, even if I can destroy His clone, I won't be able to stop the outflow of information."
"When Amon's real body receives the memory of his dead clone, what awaits us will be the real body of the Angel King that contains [uniqueness]!!" "Only then will we be truly free from death.
born!!"
"In other words, we can only go out and hide from the limelight," Leonard said hesitantly, "but I have no legitimate reason to leave Backlund recently.
"Everyone's attention is currently drawn to the [Banquet]. We could have gone to the Southern Continent to catch up.
"The situation in Backlund is dire right now.
Compared to the underground caves of Trier... Pales said it for him, "It looks quite harmonious, but it has actually been a mess for a long time."
"That Intis ambassador is quite capable.
Ah," He couldn't help but sigh, "A simple banquet cleverly detonated all the hidden dangers."
"Use this to advance your own plans, and then
It couldn't be more appropriate."
"No matter what, we can't leave for the time being.
"Leonard said distressedly. "Then we shouldLeonard said distressedly, "Then what should we do?"
"Take another look..."
"No need to look anymore."
A voice reached Leonard Mitchell's ears. He turned his head suddenly and saw a woman in a black robe standing aside.
:
Leonard was about to say something when his face suddenly changed. It was obvious that he heard the words of Pales Zoroast in his mind.
"Thief...Demigod"