Oh, it's a little bit worse, it probably takes half an hour... The system of change is slow...
Edward was sure that he was indulging in the darkness..., but he was also sure that it was not dark.
Because of a certain feeling, the scenery comes, or something like hallucination and dreams, appears in front of him.
Another time.
Yes, his mind is clear, so he can clearly recall that the strange scenery in front of him is familiar... The blurred light and shadow emerge from the depths of the darkness, as if it is constantly advancing from a distant place. And gradually it is clear
stand up.
Then, it should be a towering building, but the distance is too far, or the clouds are still there, so it is impossible to see clearly...
Until the light comes on.
It was a colorful luster, penetrated the thick fog, like something suddenly burst out with dazzling light, illuminating the world in the distance. However, it was not dazzling, it was just flashing and gorgeous... The colorful fallen heroes were intertwined in the darkness.
The light shone from the horizon, tearing the dim sky through the mouth of the sky. Immediately afterwards, the low buzzing sound around it also changed... From low to loud, it eventually turned into empty loudness, or thousands of horns.
The long roar in the distant sky,
At this moment, the world finally became clear...
At the end of the eyes, there was indeed a towering palace, but Edward's memory could not find anything comparable to it. It was so vast that it stretched out dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of miles until
At the end of your eyes, what you can see is still the wide palace wall...
And those sounds like horns came from every corner of the hall, from countless shadows of human figures, countless runes with strange luster covered their bodies, revealing only the pair that supported their slowly rising
Right, wings...
The white wings stretched out, the gray wings flapped, the blood-red wings slapped, the black bat wings widened, the transparent membrane wings fluttered, and the colorless lepid wings flew...
The various colors and features that can be seen, countless wings, hold up those symbols, and finally gather into a torrent to rush into the dim sky. The flowing runes dyed the sky a bloody color, as if it was blooded
The dyed red clouds rolled wildly, and loud sounds were intertwined in the lead clouds.
This is a chant that makes people shook their hearts, roars, and terrifying...
Edward stared at the radiance of light illuminating the world. The center of this dazzling brilliance was the source of everything. But neither the roar of the demon nor the loud chants were the place of Edward's spirit, his heartstrings were
This had already trembled before.
The light and the palace burst out for a moment, and he saw clearly... the delicate and incompetent long staff exuding an incomparable brilliance and mysterious aura.
It is in the center of that light.
The line of sight and the center of the light were as far away as thousands of miles away. However, at this moment, the long staff was as clear and clear as if it was held in his hand. Even the staff was engraved with countless beautiful patterns.
The most subtle one is deeply rooted in my heart!
That's mine...
He wanted to shout like this.
He didn't know why he was shouting like this. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and even his soul was trembling constantly, and he wanted to burst out from his body, just to touch the staff again...
He also knew that this was not what really happened, but it was just a memory that appeared out of thin air in his mind, like memories emerging from the depths, as if you knew the true nature of all this, now it was just
Extracting them, but it is strange again. You have no way to find their old belongings again, but just as this memory is deeply imprinted into your mind, and you have no way to think about it...
"Nothing belongs to one person",...No..., everything must be obtained, but plundering, and it will flow and change with the change of power."
At first the sound was extremely small. When he found that it was not just a breeze, it was no longer ringing around it. It came from the heart, firm and flexible, like a wet finger stroking his skin.
Then there is the dull sound.
Edward raised his gaze and looked at the light above which was a bloody cloud.
The dazzling lightning sprang out of the clouds and went down fiercely. Thunder rolled in the dim sky, and gray fingers slid, outlining runes, but the runes were struck by huge thunder and gradually extinguished.
The flashing and extinction, the rumbling roar makes the human spirit feel only shivering and trembling”,
He wanted to retreat, but he didn't know how to retreat... Everything happened before he did not react at all. A thunder that was far beyond the previous one fell swoop from the sky! The current dragon that was more than several times larger than before was winding and drooped its head, turning the long one
The rod also wraps him in it!
So, everything was frozen into the last picture with a loud bang.
Edward opened his eyes and all the scenery disappeared again, leaving only some dull gloss.
They are arranged in the space, with tiny lights, but the light is shrouded in darkness...
In fact, it is better to describe it as smoke than darkness, which is more suitable, and it is stylish and unstable, gathers into the shape of slender dust, rolling up whirlpools around it, and Edward stretches out his hand, as if he wants to catch the floating in the air
The fog, but after the blue smoke-like mist broke into the air for several turns, it retreated like life.
A strange whistling sound came from the wind, just like countless demons deliberately lowering their voices and whispering in people's ears in the oldest language.
The hand stretched out retracted, pressed down on his forehead. The strange fantasy, illusion, and the legacy brought by the illusion became a kind of power, constantly squeezing from the depths of his mind, and a certain emotion came from this.
Born in the pressing.
Suddenly, there was an indescribable irritability, intense, intense terrible... like greed, like **, no, stronger than those, stronger than hunger or even thirst, that was myself
Part of the soul, part of it, is roaring and roaring, and it is almost impossible to think!
I want...get it, take it back, take it back, and take everything I have to do. It should belong to me, whether it is power, territory, or this plane!
"Come again and again... Calm down, Edward, Vincent! Control your own thoughts!"
The Lingjing servant's voice was sharp and loud, disrupting the perception in an instant.
Edward couldn't help but scream. The perception became more acute. But the strange feeling and desire were still lingering in his mind, just like blood burning with weak resentment and strength, but there was no way to release it.
The strong emotional power washed his body like a flood, almost swelling his body!
At this moment, a kind of warmth caressed his heart.
It is warm and cool, just like a spring water is transmitted to every corner of the body in an instant. The hunter sucks in a sip of air from Da Zhang's mouth, so the terrible feeling finally faded, and when it comes
It will shrink and dissipate by a thousand times faster.
He turned around and noticed the beautiful face half hidden under his helmet filled with concern.
"Well, I don't matter."
The remaining discomfort turned into a throbbing in the mind, which made Edward's expression distorted. He knew that he must be pale and tired... However, he still forced a smile...
In addition to the darkness, the air around seemed to be emitting a strange aura, not strong, or even extremely subtle, but the spiritual sense in my heart was as clear as filtering... Edward couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, he didn't know.
What exactly is it, but I just vaguely think that I am in danger.
He reached out and patted Elena's palm on his shoulder, and Edward looked up again.
Where is this place?
It seems that the drainage is still here... or not?
The darkness flowed in front of my eyes, but was retreating, as if two completely different worlds were separated, firmly covering everything outside, and slowly retreating.
The exposed ground is so neat and clean, and the smooth marble tiles are rubbed and shining. On the surface that is as smooth as a mirror, countless runes with different depths and extreme fineness are etched... and then
It was the charcoal scarlet and dark light in the copper basin on the dozen iron frames that shone a layer of dark gauze on everything in the field of vision.
"It's great that someone can get in here."
A faint voice sounded, somewhat blurred, but it made everyone hear it clearly, "Although it was completely beyond my expectations, this may be the peace of my God." We have no way to guess. But my Lord
Be careful, believers, you are facing an unknown danger, which may be the most terrible danger in your life.
"Who is it?!"
Edward tightened his pupils. The meager voice sounded so gentle, but he could clearly feel the strength and confidence hidden after the gentleness. But with this sound, the power in this area suddenly changed.
It was extremely huge. In an instant, the space seemed to be distorted to some extent. Even Edward's poor perception of the magic network could detect the problem.
It's like, the magic net is struggling, trying to escape, escape from the crisis that is about to be destroyed
The dazzling magic circle appeared out of thin air, and several figures in white robes walked out of the void with lightning, or in other words, appeared as if they were suddenly condensed from the night.
Their robes were covered with golden runes, and their bodies burst into brilliant power.
The power of divine power.
The old voice was standing in the center of them. His back was slightly hunched, his eyebrows, hair, and beard were all silvery, with no variegated colors at all, and his face was full of ravines.
"It seems that a few uninvited guests cannot hope that you can maintain the minimum etiquette."
The second voice is a voice full of unhappiness, with
The darkness retreats continuously, revealing more scenery.
The whole piece of smooth crystal seemed to have been accurately cut and smooth ridges, perfectly intersected at a slightly inward angle, and bent and extended upward. It was roughly one person tall and on the smooth surface of the trapezoidal tetrahedron, with blood-colored
The luster flickered and dark, flashing with runes with strange shapes, twisted like snakes and insects. An altar.
On both sides of the altar, there is a silver candlestick, and hundreds of shaking candlelight forms a flashing curtain of light. On this crystal pedestal, it is lying quietly on its back,
Fair-looking **.
Edward raised his head and looked at the altar. The shadow of the impression was standing behind the crystal altar. He looked down at the people who had entered here with a cold look. The darkness slowly retreated around him.
, revealing the hidden scenery behind it.
The purple robe slowly emerged in the darkness, and the long ribbons danced behind him, scattering a subtle luster. A beautiful beard and the round face made his expression look pretty
The upper part is kind, but the triangular eyes exuded a strange aura, and the eyes were filled with gloom, violent, irritable and cold...
"Mr. Enwei**?"
"No reasoned luxury is worthless..., I don't know yet."
First of all,
Only one inch of pure steel breastplate hanging on the upper body is a slanted from the left chest. The black curly hair on the terraced abdominal muscles is connected to the black chest hair, and the beard on the chin is like black steel needles, or
Said, a black hedgehog lay on his chin.
This dress made him look a little funny, but his body flashing with oil, although he was just standing simply, he was like a bow ready to go... He could break through the constraints at any time, cut off everything in front of him, and take the enemy's life directly
.
Edward's experience as a warrior made him feel this threat. In the past days, Edward has seen many of the strongest people, but most of them are spellcasters. The only one who can be called powerful in martial arts is Ai.
Lina, but she only relied on the gift of the gods to become powerful. In terms of momentum, she was completely incomparable to this middle-aged man with an ordinary face.
No, it's not even one tenth of them... Although their actual combat power should be similar, what this person exudes is the kind of sharpness that comes forward all the way among countless corpses and blood rivers.
Murderous intent! Such an opponent may turn all his power into a cloud, not to mention that the person who presides over the sacrifices there is probably a spellcaster who is at least named Master.
The silver-black light flashed around his body, like a wildly dancing electric arc, making a crackling sound in the air. Before he could touch his body, it had turned into white water vapor.
Extremely pure energy emitted from the body like lightning, forming a cross-drink silver dragon and black dragon in the air, woven a strong wind that intersected two colors. The storm lightning sprinted in the air, rolling up a hurricane-like
Kuang Lan, the strong lightning wrapped everything in the vestibule, and the whole world seemed to be filled with silver and black light.
The warrior shrouded by the power grid was covered in this huge net. Lightning of different colors shattered the surrounding space, leaving black cracks. The warrior Genji, who was shrouded by the electric light, had no reaction.
Next, a part of the flesh and blood was peeled off from this world and swallowed into the black dimensional gap.
This place is indeed very dangerous, not something you can participate in, a terrible battlefield...
The thunder and lightning in front of him is enough to remind the hunter to make this judgment.
But I have reason to stay here, or even be hostile to it... In fact, Edward himself doesn't understand why he is so firm in this belief now. It's just a kind of inspiration or recognition in the dark.
Know, but he didn't know what power it was, making it unshakable and indestructible in his mind. Even with the constant screaming and warning of dangerous perception, he still had no interest in changing his mind.
The sir, who was standing on the steps in the middle of the altar, pulled out the palm of his hand cage in his sleeve the next moment.
In his hand, he held a strangely shaped dagger, curved like a snake, reflecting a lingering, sharp luster.
The next moment, the short blade in his hand had stabbed into the poor captain's left chest and ribs, and he pulled out the steaming flesh and blood with one knife... Amid the shrill and sharp screams, he expanded without hesitation.
The wound reached into the chest with the sore and painful squeaking sound, a heart that was beating in his palm was already added.
The blood vessels and muscles connected to the heart cracked and broke, and the flesh was thrown into a beautiful plate cast by gold. Another black-robed priest with a strange face respectfully took the plate and skillfully pinched the fresh one.
The heart, painted the blood on the heart on a relief statue with the black hawk totem drawn...
On the other side, the woman's body, which was still trembling slightly, was divided several times, her hands, feet, body, and head were carefully separated, and then stacked on the stone platform into a small tower...
, obviously to drain every drop of blood from her body.
After making a few gestures quickly, the quick movement of the fingers almost made it difficult for Edward to tell. He could only barely tell what was probably a magic ritual. The bloody magic array emitted a slight black light, and a silence that seemed as if time had stopped.
The dark crystal carved pedestal suddenly began to emit white light.
Although it is white, it is pale, cold, and dull luster not only does not make people feel pure and warm, but it is disgusting, the sour and smelly shroud is unclean...,...).
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