"I once believed that the goddess of fate was just, at least He would give a little good luck symbolizing hope after giving despair. But I was wrong, just as there was still darkness after endless darkness, and there was still fire above the fire.
"I thought that after the war in the 'Silent Highland' end, I could find a new, real direction, and go to my career path, and get the remaining five sequence cores in a row, and be promoted to a demigod or even a god, to help mankind escape from the shackles of the wasteland.
"But I was wrong. A little joke of fate is enough to ruin everything that I have. It allows me to merge with the power of the dragon clan in the alien plane under the radiation of the 'Fire of Heaven' and once became a monster-like existence. That's right, Dak. You once had a past that you couldn't bear to look back on for, and so do I." "Echoer" suddenly looked back.
After a moment of sight, Dake seemed to have really seen the face of the "Echoer" through his cloak and the dark "evil" eyes.
The white face with a little scar mark has a feeling of mixed race between the Sunnese and the Khitan Rises. The facial features on the melon-shaped face reveal a kind of oriental calmness.
In just one second, this face was engraved in Dake's mind and could not be removed for a long time.
He was stunned for several seconds before he recovered and said:
"So, Mr. Echoer, sometimes I think that the agreement between us is not actually like a deal, or a conspiracy and a scam, but more like the mutual salvation of people with similar experiences. You who believe in the goddess of light are favored by "order", and I who worship the Lord of the Dark Night are chosen by "chaos". We are like two railways that are extremely similar but have the same end.
"A chosen by the holy fire became the son of the God, and a eroded by the dirty insects, becoming synonymous with violence and destruction. But you lost your freedom under conspiracy, and I threw away the shackles in the rescue.
"Do you know, Mr. 'Echoer', I actually know who you are, and what you have learned about your past. But according to the 'reason' designated by the Creator, I cannot call you by your name in the dream of gray."
"You can get my past, but you will never know my past." The "Echoer" lowered his voice, approaching Dak's ear in an extremely gloomy tone:
"Just like this red power, I can never do the secrets, but I will still move towards that goal. You can blame me for being an idealist and blame me for being a Virgin's heart, but hypocrisy and selfishness will not save civilization, and violence and killing will only deepen disaster."
As Dak said, countless red forces like smoke surged from his hands, drifting to the top of the two people's heads, quickly and evenly dispersed, turning into sparks like meteorites, gathering together on his back in a regular, man-controlled state.
The ultimate light shines, bringing a dazzling light like daylight, transforming into six strong tentacles that are dark red and dark.
They began to hang out like petals, and after a few seconds, they evolved into existence like crocodile tails.
"What strange thing is this?" Dake said in surprise, unconsciously taking a few steps back.
He could feel that these tentacles contained countless insane "sorrows" that made people feel unconscious. If this was the common weapon used by the "Echoer", then the "people" who are still in a normal state, speak clearly and have meticulous thinking will be the existence of how powerful spiritual power it is!
"This is my exclusive power." The voice of "Echoer" quickly confirmed Dark's judgment, "The red magic power is one of the gifts given to me."
"Scary power." Dark sighed and retreated backwards until he hit the rusty guardrail on his back and fell to the ground.
A few seconds later, he forced himself to overcome the dizziness brought by the strange power of the "Echoer", supported the guardrail and barely stood up. He just stood firm, but found that the bird bones on the edge of the altar were covered with a swaying black shadow.
Subconsciously stretched out his hands, Dake saw countless tiny red bugs gathered in his palms. After being frightened, he fled all over his body.
The dark sky became even darker, and the world around him seemed to have undergone a powerful erosion, quickly losing its original color and turning into a gray-black style.
Even the voice of the "Echoer" became stranger with the blessing of this strong "sorrow".
"Dak, these tentacles are the powers passed down by the ancient deep-sea god Dipser, called the "Touch of Darkness". "A whale falls and all things are born." It evolved under the influence of the power of a killer whale that died in a semi-apart plane.
"I saw you struggling in pain, you were being influenced by the rich power of the "Ancient God". Do you know? Actually, I came from another world, a world that was completely without magic and ruled by science. The original owner of my body could not stand the "Red Magic Source Power" and committed suicide, but I, strangely traveled through time and got everything from him.
"From the beginning, my mental power was very strange. When Yato tried to manipulate me with the exclusive ability of the [Tempter], he quickly encountered failure and fled in panic. Later, those lost people, including the Hope Church and the Dark Night Church, believed that I had a special thinking intensity and would not be affected by any mentality.
"This is lucky and unfortunate. After all, I cannot rely on external forces to indulge myself in even the illusory happiness. I can only bear everything that will not destroy myself. This is a kind of pain in itself."
"Sure enough, a powerful... exists." Dark said struggling.
"Recently, I feel more and more that the dragon clan power condensed in my blood is becoming manic. Back then, in order to keep my body from collapsing, I received the blessing of the "Dragon Clan Head" in the corner of the illusion, which is equivalent to betraying my faith.
"So I suffered retribution. As an external force, the power of the dragon clan is not fully compatible with the red magic source power, just like a program. Occasional failures can be repaired by wisdom and experience, but if the errors accumulate, the two forces will strangely blend, turning me into a monster that combines ancient gods and dragons.
"At that time, my spirit will not be affected in any way, but I will lose control of my body. I am like an outsider watching this possible huge body moving, killing, unable to control, and unable to separate. It has been less than a week since we last met, but I can feel that the power of the dragon is quickly awakening. I think I will no longer be able to control them soon." The voice of the "Echoer" became ethereal.
"No wonder...no wonder...no wonder the 'half-dragon man' Aydaroni who woke up in Senare Prison...Aydaroni said that he smelled the scent of his compatriots. It turned out that it was really...it was you. So... Is the god "Daughter of Mechanism" mentioned in the manuscript left by the 'Hope Church' really killed?" Dark tried hard to maintain his standing posture, and pointed his index finger at the head of the "Echoerver" and asked.
"I sometimes wish that it was a lie, but no matter who, even God, would choose to resist when facing the threat of death. I am not an omniscient and omnipotent God, nor a Creator who controls everything, nor a 'unhearted person' who loses humanity. I will be afraid and panic." The "Echoer" admitted:
"I heard the oracles in the dark during this period of imprisonment. They told me that you, who have the power of darkness, have an entanglement with me that transcends fate. We are destined to be a dangerous, eternal companion on a long journey. And..."
He paused for a moment, then choked and said:
"My magic power is slowly exhausted. After today, until you find me, whether it is active or passive, the remaining power cannot support us to meet again. Since you have been recognized by the sequential card group and become the [Crashmaker] of the upper class profession, why not take this opportunity to test your power."
The "Echoer" said, and the red magic power in his body quickly surged.
Suddenly, countless patterns attached to the tentacles were contrasted with the red and shining light, and their tips turned into black sharp blades, which slashed towards Dak's body with a large wave.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Even at the moment when the spirit is eroded and suppressed, Dak's body's instinctive reaction is still excellent.
The calf muscles contracted and his body lowered. He soared into the air with a spring-like posture. With the help of the shaking huge tentacles as a springboard, he adjusted his movement while avoiding the attack, and finally landed steadily in the center of the altar.
Almost at the same moment as he landed, Dake's thinking seized a moment of awakening. He quickly recited the spell for the spirit formation in his mouth, surging the magic source power belonging to the source of water in his body.
Suddenly, a black illusion cannon was carried on his shoulder. Taking advantage of the "Echoer" to adjust the gap between the tentacles, a "water cannonball" hit him straight and thrust. Before he could use the power of flame, he declared the victory of the fight.
"Exciting." "Echoer" praised, staggeringly stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood like nothingness, and said:
"I can feel that Dark. The monster power in your body is slowly seeping into your body. The profession of [Crashing the Chaos] may not be a burden to you, but a metaphor called "reconciliation". Your already chaotic power will return to order after the baptism of chaos. Try to reconcile and exploit it, and you may be stronger.
"In the current human values, the parts of selfish desire, self-interest, violence and killing are gradually disappearing, being denounced and despised, and love and hope are slowly emerging. I have heard that when the Cruzed people meet their compatriots attacked by the "unintentional people", they will shed tears of admiration and sympathy for those who die from ideals and battles. This is a symbol of the recovery of civilization, and it is also the basis for you and I to pursue the mystery of wasteland and end the end of the end of the world.
"Humans are sociable animals. We have learned to unite and help each other again in hundreds of years of war. But, Dark, do you remember the interesting rules that I just mentioned belong to the gray dream?"
"You said there were a few, but so far I only said one." Dak complained, but it was obvious that he felt that the "sorrow" that had just lingered in the spiritual realm was gradually fading with the victory of the fight, and everything around him was quickly returning to normal.
"There is indeed another important thing." The "Echoer" said:
"The time here is generally in the opposite direction from the outside world. But it is not a simple brief backflow, but a large-scale reverse operation. In the trapped time, I observed that the spring here will be winter after the end of the spring, and the shadow of the steam era has rapidly faded over more than a decade and has returned to the pure pre-industrial era.
"In other words, I guess. Our world will eventually usher in a certain degree of destruction, but based on the current passing calculation, the human civilization belonging to this wave of reincarnation has only been halfway through. When you find me, find the "Lord of Eternal Red" and get His guidance, and uncover the "causes" and "laws" of the wasteland world, I hope we can finally find the true [order]."
While speaking, Dark found that everything around him was becoming nothing. The altar he was standing on began to fall apart from the edge. Under the violent shaking, Dark shouted:
"I promise you!"
Chapter completed!