Angel was stunned by the familiar appearance of the crown.
Naturally, he is no stranger to this crown. Elisa asked him to imitate it back then. Angel clearly remembers every size, every detail, even every jewel and every texture!
This crown is the Blood Kingship!
The reason why Eureka was wanted by King Guman in the first place, why Eureka fled to this forbidden island, and why Xiuis came after her... all were caused by this bloody royal power.
The Blood Royal Power is a mysterious thing, and it is the treasure of the Guman Kingdom that has lasted for so many years!
So far, Angel didn't know the function of this mysterious object. When he saw the crown appearing on Eureka's palm, he felt strong vigilance in his heart.
The power of mysterious things never makes sense.
A strange smile appeared at the corners of Yurika's lips, and the crown in her palm began to glow red.
Angel subconsciously wanted to take a few steps back, but before he could move at all, a red light came out from the crown in Eureka's hand and hit him.
Angel felt a bloody light in front of his eyes, and in his ears he faintly heard Huis yelling: "Eureka, stop!"
Angel's mind was in chaos. He couldn't remember what he had done. As soon as his eyes turned white, he fell from the sky.
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The world is full of darkness.
Killings, sword flashes, battlefields, gunpowder smoke...all kinds of bloody and terrifying scenes, accompanied by bursts of sharp laughter, were all poured into his mind.
Angel felt like he was struggling helplessly in the mud, but it was useless. The negative energy had begun to invade his soul.
He seemed to be able to see the deep maw not far away and the abyss of depravity represented behind the maw.
"Is that the destination?" Angel raised his head in confusion. There seemed to be a faint sound in the abyss, tempting him to move forward. As long as he stepped into the deep and huge mouth, the negative energy that troubled him would also follow.
dissipate.
No, it's not dissipation, but complete assimilation.
Angel approached the deep mouth step by step. His steps were very mechanical, as if he was being pushed towards it.
Just outside the giant mouth, Angel looked in.
He discovered that scenes appeared in the abyss of corruption: everyone in the Pat Manor, including Jon, Leon, etc... all his relatives and friends were dead, and the person who killed them was a man wearing a black hood.
Man in robe.
The man's back was turned to Angel, and Angel felt that his back was somewhat familiar.
Suddenly, the man turned around.
Angel's pupils shrank, and he saw that this man looked exactly like himself!
But his hair was black, his eyes were dark, his face was pale, and there was a dangerous smile on his lips!
"Who are you?" Angel didn't know how he asked, but he did ask.
"I am you." The evil voice came back.
"No, you are not me. I won't do this!" Angel looked at the scene in the abyss, the relatives lying in a pool of blood. How could he kill them?
"Isn't that what you think in your heart? They are your burden. As long as you kill them, you will no longer have any worries." After the evil laughter, there was a slight murmur: "You will be free."
Angel was confused for a moment: Free?
"Yes, it is freedom. Come here, as long as you step across this boundary, you will be reborn."
Angel looked at the abyss of depravity in front of him, stretched out his hand, and seemed to want to reach in... But at this moment, Angel's right eye felt a sting, and he covered his eye in pain.
As green streaks appeared in front of his eyes, Angel seemed to remember something. Those confused thoughts were swept away, and everything in front of him changed.
The person in the fallen abyss is not himself at all, but a dark shadow with no human form, twisting and swinging. Even the scarlet eyes and mouth are like saw teeth, changing all the time!
"Damn it, it was just a hair away!" it roared angrily: "No one can stop me!"
As he spoke, the black shadow suddenly emerged from the abyss of corruption, and suddenly opened its body, turning into a huge network of recovery, completely surrounding Angel, trying to drag him into the abyss.
Angel only felt that he had entered a deeper darkness, and more complicated negative energy rushed towards him. If there were not green streaks lingering around him, he might have completely sunk.
When the black shadow completely swallowed him up, the green lines in his right eye began to show obvious rejection and resistance.
As the green streaks dissipated, the black shadow in front of him dissipated little by little, but the speed was too slow, but it could not be eliminated in a short time.
Although it was screaming miserably, its speed was not slow, dragging Angel little by little into the abyss of corruption.
Just when half of Angel's body was about to fall into the abyss, a strange laughter rang out.
This laughter was so terrifying that even Angel felt it was infiltrating when he heard it.
At first, the laughter came from behind, but soon, laughter came from all directions. Angel raised his head and paid attention to his surroundings... Could it be that he had been dragged into the abyss, and this laughter was the monster in the abyss?
?
In the deep darkness without any light, a pale face suddenly appeared.
Angel was startled.
After taking a closer look, I realized that it was not a normal human face at all, but the face of a puppet. But compared to the human face, the puppet appeared at this time and looked even more terrifying.
Why is there a puppet here?
When Angel was still wondering about this question, the doll suddenly began to spread boundless resentment, forming a wave of resentment and rushing toward Angel... to be precise, toward the black shadow that trapped Angel.
.
The black shadow itself comes from the abyss of corruption and is the aggregation of all negative energy. It actually has a considerable degree of resistance to the tide of resentment.
However, this wave of resentment is boundless, and even if the black shadow can resist it, it can't go any further at this time.
On one side is the wave of resentment, on the other is the evil shadow. Neither of them are good things, but at this moment, a terrifying balance is maintained.
Under this balance of terror, Angel was freed for a while.
Although Angel felt that he could move for the time being, he didn't know where he should go? There was darkness all around him, and there was no way out. He didn't even know if he had fallen into the abyss?
When Angel was at a loss, a call suddenly sounded in the darkness.
"Angel."
Angel was stunned for a moment, as if he saw a light door in the darkness, and a figure called him outside the light door.
He hesitated for a moment and walked towards the light door.
The moment he stepped out of the light door, the fog disappeared and the chaos shattered...
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Angel opened his eyes suddenly. The light from the outside world was dazzling for a moment. He subconsciously squinted his eyes again. In the slit of his narrowed eyes, Angel saw a figure standing beside him.
"It seems you've woken up. Are you feeling okay?" A low voice came into Angel's ears.
Angel struggled to sit up, his eyes adapted to the light, and he slowly opened them: "Mentor?"
Only then did Angel realize that the figure standing nearby was none other than Sanders. Sanders turned his back to Angel, took something from the table, and slowly put it back into the Gravity Garden.
Angel was stunned for a moment. He vaguely saw that the thing seemed to be... a humanoid puppet?
Could it be the puppet that suddenly appeared in the darkness before?
Angel suddenly recalled that Sanders seemed to have spent seven million magic crystals on a mysterious object during the Twilight Auction. That mysterious object seemed to be called the Ragdoll of Resentment?
Combined with the puppet that appeared in the darkness before and could release a large wave of resentment, Angel seemed to understand something in a trance.
Angel looked around and found himself lying on a bed. This bed was very familiar. It was the bed in Pat's manor where he had slept since childhood.
"This is my room?" Angel asked in confusion: "What happened? Why am I here?"
Sanders turned back to look at Angel: "You fainted. As for why you fainted, you probably haven't forgotten it, right?"
Angel hesitated for a moment and recalled what happened before: "When I was fighting with Eureka, I saw her take out a crown, which was the Blood Royal Throne. Then a red light was released from the Blood Royal Throne, and then I
I fell into chaos. In the darkness of chaos, I seemed to see an abyss of corruption, and a puppet."
After listening to Angel's words, Sanders nodded noncommittally: "It seems you still remember."
"Blood Royal Power, I remember you had imitated it, right?" Seeing Angel nod, Sanders raised his eyebrows: "Since you know the Blood King Power, you still dare to stay there stupidly, you are
Are you looking for death? Don't tell me that you were so frightened that you couldn't even use the gravity veins?"
Faced with Sanders' ridicule, Angel lowered his head silently: "I was confused at the time and didn't react."
"An unknown and mysterious object is facing you. What you should do is to find a way to deal with it. If there is no way, run away quickly." Sanders said angrily: "Fortunately, you resisted at the last moment.
In addition, the Blood Royal Power is not an instant death type, otherwise you would not be in a coma now, but would be buried in the earth to sleep forever."
Did you resist at the last moment? Angel thought for a moment and seemed to remember something.
When the red light of the bloody royal power hit his face, Angel had already begun to appear in a state of confusion. However, at the most critical moment, a spiritual gospel suddenly passed through his mind. Without even thinking about it, he followed this spiritual message.
The Gospel activated the right eye with magic.
Angel touched his right eye. There was nothing strange about his right eye at this time, but the strange mask must have been activated at that time.
Sanders resisted at the last moment, was he referring to the mask?
"Teacher, what happened?"
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