After bidding farewell to the professors at Zalas Academy of Literature, Shade continued to walk towards the Natural Church located in the center of the narrow room. As for the content of the letter, it was to inform the church in the narrow room that if it hears the sound coming from the direction of Mount Sikar
The bells sounded and the ceremony immediately started in advance.
The reason why Shade, a stranger, sent such an important letter was because more than one channel was transmitting this information. It seemed that something had happened on Mount Sikal, and the church planned to start the ceremony in advance.
Even though the sound was suppressed, strange noises could still be heard from everywhere along the way.
Joey Barton, whose true identity is currently unknown, must be controlling the undead, and Hazama itself is also countering the actions of living people. The church has mobilized a large number of people this time, plus the three major thaumaturgy academies and other institutions such as
The help provided by friendly organizations such as the Prophet Association has so far been able to barely resist Hazama's counterattack.
When he finally approached the Natural Church, Shade saw with his own eyes a "tide of the undead."
It was quite a scary scene. He climbed up to a high place and tried to find the direction. Then he saw the fog swirling in front and side as if stirred by the wind. With his jumping ability, he crossed over the street and jumped onto the somewhat curved road.
Then he jumped to the gas street lamp, and then jumped to the roof of another house facing the street. Only then did he see the dense crowd of undead like a tide, rushing towards the natural church looming in the fog.
Everything in the narrow room is a "shattered and damaged version" of real time, but only the natural church looks almost exactly the same as the real church in appearance, and it even shines.
At this time, the golden bell on the side tower of the church was being ringed continuously by a burly figure whose appearance was unclear. The bell could not spread very far, but every time it was ringed, it would be centered on the church.
A circle of green ripples spreads outward, and the evil spirit will slowly melt when it touches the ripples.
There are also magicians guarding the main entrance of the church and the side windows, using spells, thaumaturgy, and incantations to expel the undead that approach the church.
I don’t know how many times this has been impacted, and the church’s magicians are quite familiar with the response. Even if the narrow space suppresses the magical power, with the church itself as the ritual base, the magical rituals of the Five Gods Church can offset this.
A kind of negative oppression.
At the end of this terrifying wave of undead, a giant-shaped black evil spirit appeared carrying a back and pulling a bone hammer. It is difficult to imagine how a living person could become like this after death.
But its huge size means that the area under attack is wider. It couldn't even touch the wall of the church, and was sieved by golden light bullets like light rain, and then turned into wisps of white ash and disappeared.
Already.
People at the church window clapped their hands and celebrated, and then rearranged the destroyed outer defense rituals and traps. Shade's attention moved to the other end of the dilapidated street where the church was located.
At the intersection of the hazy white fog, a figure slowly disappeared into the fog. Because the short and deformed appearance was so distinctive, Shade was almost certain that it was Joey Barton.
"Appeared on the top of the mountain, on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain at the same time? He absorbed the clown and actually inherited the clone's ability?"
As if noticing Shade's gaze, the slowly disappearing figure suddenly became clear again.
That was indeed Joey Barton. He was holding on to the cracked red brick wall at the street corner, looking through the white mist at Shade on the roof of the building.
The two looked at each other until Joey Barton took the initiative to look away. He squatted down with difficulty, and then pressed hard towards the ground——
Boom!
A dull sound came from the natural church on the other side of the street, and then a small, silent earthquake occurred centered on the natural church. After the earthquake, a black wind rushed open the church door, like a dragon.
It flew into the sky like a roll.
Iluna appeared next, a seventeen-year-old girl dressed smartly, shaking the holy bell at the door of the church, then squatted down slightly, and suddenly threw the golden thunder spear in her hand:
"Sunshine Gun!"
Of course, Shade couldn't hear the sound, but he guessed that Iluna must have shouted these words.
The sunlight gun penetrated the clouds and hit the center of the black wind. As the golden thunder exploded in the air, what appeared in the black wind was a woman riding a dark red horse and wearing a white bridal dress.
The supposedly white bridal dress was covered with black blood, and the veil completely covered her face. She held a sharp black long-handled scythe in her right hand, while her left hand was holding it in front of her chest.
A man's head.
Because the other person was in the sky, Shade couldn't see the man's expression clearly. But when he stared at the woman, an inexplicable intuition made him understand:
"The fourth nail! It was actually sent to the narrow room by the church. Did it escape?"
Feeling a little surprised, Wei Wei looked at Barton at the corner of the street. He nodded slightly to Shade, then retreated and disappeared into the fog.
【Obviously, I'm trying to seduce you to catch up.】
"I know."
Shade held on to the fishing rod on his back and lifted the kerosene lamp at his feet. He then glanced at the woman in a wedding dress riding a horse over the church, as well as the two high-ring warlocks flying out of the church:
"But even if it's a trap, I have to catch up."
Without arousing the idea of causing the church, Shade returned to the ground from the roof and came to the corner of the street where Barton had been standing. Of course there was no one there at this time. Shade looked around at the empty street and stepped forward to go.
I took a look to the right. But I didn't expect that the white mist quickly gathered up and completely obscured my vision. But when my vision returned to normal, the surrounding area was no longer a city, but was covered with black dead trees and twisted grass.
Mountain clearing.
"Space movement? No, I have the [Time and Space] spirit rune. Space power cannot be so effective on me. Is it not transferring my position, but splicing other spaces together?"
In the forest clearing, there was only black withered grass that looked like sprouts. On the other side of the clearing, Joey Barton was waiting for Shad.
After not seeing him for a day, his skin color turned a lot whiter. It was not a healthy whiteness, but as white as a corpse. The decline in health brought about the increase in his strength.
No matter how insensitive the ring warlock is, he can easily detect the strong whispering element in him.
"Mr. Watson, why are you so persistent? Do you have such deep feelings for Fort Midhill?"
He stared at Shade calmly, and his voice came from all around the jungle, as if he was everywhere.
This is a little trick that creates fear in people, and Shade won't fall for it.
"I once said that I am a foreigner and I have no feelings for this city. But now that this has happened and I have the ability to stop it, I can't watch you make a big mistake."
"You still want to convince me?"
"You have started to fuse the relics, you can't go back."
Shade said softly, and then a sigh came from around the dense forest:
"yes."
Mr. Barton lowered his head and said nothing. Shade frowned and raised the sword in his hand.
Suddenly there was a sharp explosion, Joey Barton's neck stretched like a long snake, and his head flew towards Shade like a cannonball.
Now that he has decided to stop the other party, Xia De doesn't want to test him at all:
"Solar Ray!"
The index finger of his right hand rested on the sword, and then he thrust forward with the sword in both hands. As the color of the midday sun gathered on the sword, a thick beam of light shot out directly with the huge wind pressure.
The beam of sunlight not only penetrated Joey Barton's body, but even left a straight trace of light in the dark forest behind him.
Joey Barton's body completely melted into the beam, and Shade, who was panting, quickly drew a circle under his feet with his long sword, then knelt down on one knee and put his forehead on the hilt of the sword:
"Space stabilizing halo."
Click~ A clear cracking sound appeared in my ears. I looked up and looked around. I had returned to the street corner of the abandoned city shrouded in white mist. Joey Barton knelt on the ground and was trying to get up panting. Shade
He stepped forward with his sword in hand, and the next moment he appeared directly beside him.
He raised the sword and slashed at the opponent's neck, but his thick hand suddenly raised and grabbed the sword of [Night Watchman]. The sword was buzzing, and the rune on the sword was "My heart is clear, sword cuts"
The devil is shining brightly.
But Joey Barton, who was holding the sword, slowly stood up against Shade's strength. The look in his eyes was still calm:
"I am no longer the one-ring fortune teller you know."
[Night Watch] automatically counterattacked the evil force, and dozens of white sword lights struck Barton's chest. He flicked it, and [Night Watch] was taken away from Shade's hand, flew out diagonally and stuck on the ground, buzzing due to the vibration.
Buzzing.
"I know."
Shade punched out his right fist, and Joey Barton swung his left fist. The two fists collided head-on, and there was a crack of bones. Shade flew backwards, broke the leaning lamp pole on the other side of the road, and then broke through it.
The brick wall adjacent to the shop.
When I got up from the ruins, I felt that my entire right hand had no feeling. It was obviously broken in multiple places:
"This power is too exaggerated."
He endured the pain and climbed up. Joey Barton still stood there looking at him and did not catch up:
"The gentlemen of the [Truth Society] told me that only the chosen can fight against the chosen. Mr. Watson, you are an audience member, so don't think about interfering with the performance on the stage."
Shade snorted and said nothing.
Joey Barton is still talking:
"Perhaps the chosen one is really the one chosen by fate. If I rely solely on my own strength, it is impossible to break through the church's defense anyway, but fortunately, Hazama does not want to be sealed. So, I help it,
And it helps me too."
"In stories, those who say this are usually the villains."
"Fortunately, this is not a story, this is an epic."
The middle-aged man, who looked like a deformed child, looked at Shade limping out of the ruins holding his right arm:
"Mr. Watson, I don't have many friends in my life, but I think that you, who I have only met a few times, are one of the few friends I have. Please watch carefully, watch all this, watch what happened today
What happened at Fort Midhill tonight will eventually go down in history."