The River Styx!

This is the powerful authority held by Ms. Yue, the source of death.

It flows in the spiritual world, without beginning or end, and only the dead can enter. The believers of the god of death believe that their souls after death can reach the kingdom of God through the Styx and then be reborn!

The newly emerged black robe [Emperor of Desert] certainly cannot control the Styx River, even if it is just a tributary!

What he summoned was just the phantom of the River Styx, borrowing a trace of power.

Even so, it is enough to annihilate any fifth-level profession!

This is pure power of death! It can dissolve everything!

After all this, the black-robed emperor glanced at the direction where the church members were, roared, and disappeared helplessly into the void.

"Is it worthy of being a mythical professional on the road to death...has he discovered us?"

"According to the church's records, the [Emperor of Evre] who left this ruin has been confirmed to fall, but he gives us a feeling of being 'living', which is indeed very special."

"Are the sixth-level professionals so powerful? Unfortunately... even if they use strange objects, they can only summon the power of the phantom attack."

The clergy were talking and watching the ruined islands: "Sulu Portley! The genius of the Federation, it's a pity..."

If the church wants to take action, it will definitely consider many aspects.

It is the most irrational way to call a group of fifth-levels to besiege a [Brignite Master].

If you really want to win, you must be foolproof!

The real wisdom is to mobilize the power of the sixth level and decide within one battle!

"According to the information... [Board Mage] integrates [Shadow Warrior] and has the ability to clone... Although this ability is difficult to improve, you cannot underestimate any genius."

"So, Lord Alfred chose to use the 'reversal pocket watch' and summoned a [Emperor of Evil] above the long river of history to stir up the wrath of the Styx!"

"The professionals on the road of death, plus the projection of the Styx, even a clone of the [Phantom Demon] will inevitably fall and implicate the original body!"

die!

This is a powerful concept.

Even the advanced professionals on this path are the nemesis of those clones!

The power of death can directly trace the source along the mysterious "connection" between the clone and the deity!

The Goddess of Light Church has a long history, so naturally I know the information about [Lu Zhu] and also consider the possibility of clones.

It can be said that if Sulu came here at the fifth level, even if it was just a dispatch of clones, it would be very dangerous.

The other party didn't talk nonsense to him, nor did he siege him. He just summoned powerful forces and killed him with one blow. He was so quick and accurate!

"Look...the power of the Styx disappeared."

A clergyman stared at the deserted island swept by the river.

Some of the unexpected things are that the vegetation, remains, and even the small animals on the deserted island are not hurt at all and are confused.

"What a powerful [Emperor of Obedience], he completely restrained the power of the Styx projection, and was only targeted by Sulu!"

The remaining clergy members exclaimed: "He is dead, no matter whether he is a clone or his deity, he can only die one way!"

The next moment, their eyes widened and their mouths opened unconsciously.

Because after the tide of the Styx River water receded, a human figure was left on the spot.

No!

That is an almost indescribable existence!

Every inch of the other party's body seemed to be composed of countless tiny mysterious symbols, and magic runes containing great mystery appeared on the surface of the body.

On the center of his eyebrows, a dark purple sun wheel shines, as if between reality and illusion!

Mythical Body! Spiritual Mage Form!

Since the deity is entirely composed of countless mysterious symbols and gathers and disperses impermanently, the shadow clone is also a true mythical body, which is equivalent to the part that is split from the deity.

Under the erosion of the projection of the Styx River water, Sulu's ordinary human form could no longer be supported and presented its own mythical form!

On his body, many fine wounds appeared, and countless tiny light spots flashed on the surface, constantly bridging and repairing.

"This is……"

"A body composed entirely of 'mysterious'? A powerful body that can compete with the projection of the Styx. Just a glance, I felt that my soul was shocked, and it seemed that I had seen countless mysterious knowledge..."

"Sixth level...the body of myth?"

The members of the Faith Theory Department of the Goddess of Light Church are all elites among the elites. When they saw this scene, they immediately yelled with distorted expressions: "The plan changes! Retreat... hand over this important information to Lord Alfred!"

This genius has been promoted to level six in such a short time?

This is no longer described by talent, it is simply a monster!

Even, in their hearts, there was a thought of blasphemy.

With the other party’s qualifications and abilities shown, perhaps... is it really possible to become a god?

This is enough to be among the top few in the "cleaning list" and must be cleared immediately regardless of the cost.

"Sure enough... are they from the Church of Goddess of Light?"

The lines in the void are outlined, and Sulu appears, blocking the path of the crazy believers.

The power to block the deserted island was a joke to him.

And Sulu was not very calm at this time.

‘Sure enough…you can’t rely too much on your clone!’

‘Since there is a connection between the clone and the deity, it can be traced and hurt...such as curses, and the Styx obviously can do it too.’

'After the intentional ‘experiment’ just now, I already knew that if a clone falls into the real River of Styx, perhaps my true spirit will be unconsciously attracted and fall directly...'

‘In other words… the clone is not omnipotent or immortal. You must be respectful, especially you cannot directly face the gods!’

"Sulhu Portley! Lord Alfred will avenge us."

These crazy believers looked at Sulu with a calm expression and were not afraid of death because it was returning to the kingdom of the goddess.

"Do you think...you have sent a message?"

Sulu smiled faintly: "My mythical realm is - a nightmare! That is, a nightmare! From the moment you saw my mythical body, you were in a nightmare... Everything you did, in my opinion, was just a joke."

"What?"

A crazy believer in charge of contact was shocked and found that the contact-type magical object in his hand had turned into a stone.

"And I'm killing you here, so naturally I want you to not escape even a little true spirit and to permanently sink into the nightmare..."

Although his information was leaked after this war, it was a day to delay, and a little bit of it could be covered up.

"devil!"

"The devil who plays with people's hearts!"

"Your destination must be the stolen frame of the church!"

These elites could no longer remain calm and shouted and cursed with ferociousness.

"The woe of the defeated dog!"
Chapter completed!