Five hundred and seventieth IX This move can be called a lore
When Bernadette heard Snow's answer, she subconsciously thought it was another bad joke, but then her reason told her that Snow was not joking.
"Mother Earth? Primordial Moon? Or Mother Tree of Desire?" Three names instantly appeared in Bernadette's mind, and then she locked on the moon without hesitation.
After all, the information Snow had told him before seemed to point to that red moon.
"Go in, the outside of this mausoleum is full of distorted 'new life'. If you stay any longer, even an angel may be contaminated." Snow's power came from Bernadette's body, and the "new life" was
The "Pregnancy Curse" was wrapped up in a coin with a simple drawing of a baby, and Bernadette completely turned into a torrent of blue information with a slight shadow, passing through the heavy stone door.
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The interior of the Black Emperor's mausoleum is empty, with nothing but dark black walls and a high platform in the center.
On the high platform, there is a chair prepared for a giant. It looks like it is made of iron, with complicated and twisted strange patterns engraved on the surface, and the top of the copy extends upwards in the shape of a crown.
At this time, there was no figure on this heavy and huge chair, as if it was waiting for its emperor to return.
When Bernadette saw this, she immediately wanted to take a step, but before she could put this idea into action, she found that her body had lost the ability to move.
Pairs of illusory wings belonging to angels unfolded behind her, but along with this process, feathers fell down one by one, and hairy deformed limbs grew. They seemed to have gained a new life, making "clucking" sounds.
The clear laughter made people feel a strong discomfort.
Immediately afterwards, Bernadette felt that her body began to lose control, her eyelashes turned into arms, and her eyeballs and ears began to emit bursts of independent screams.
"This is a new twisted rule." Snow's voice sounded in Bernadette's ears, and immediately, an indescribable power spread to the surroundings. The activated "Feather People" seemed to be distressed, and then,
In the next second, they suddenly grabbed their necks with their deformed, hairy little arms, and violently twisted off the newly grown heads.
At the same time, Bernadette also had a strong feeling of world-weariness in her heart, but as her activated organs "committed suicide" one after another, this feeling slowly receded.
It's just that even if the twisted "rebirth" rules are suppressed, Bernadette's body is still unable to move.
However, she quickly realized the current situation and immediately said in her mind:
"This area is polluted by the power of the 'Black Emperor'. You must please the other party's aesthetics and conform to the other party's rules in order to be able to pass normally. Otherwise, you can only use the authority of Sequence Zero to break in."
Snow heard that although he could rely on the power of the King of Angels to withdraw the authority of Sequence Zero, after seeing the ancient chaos shrunk into a ball, he was very resistant to directly withdrawing the identity of Sequence Zero.
A series of twisted shadows emerged from Bernadette's body, tearing open her sleeves, tearing open her trouser legs, and tearing open her boots, making her clothes show a strong irregular feeling.
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But again, if you have good foundation, you will look beautiful no matter what you wear. Under Bernadette’s perfect figure, such battle-damaged clothing brings a strong sense of incomplete beauty.
Suddenly, an inexplicable anger suddenly exploded, but after that fleeting anger, Bernadette's body returned to freedom.
Bernadette didn't hesitate. She instinctively felt the familiar feeling of anger at that moment. Following her spiritual intuition, she ran step by step towards the huge, empty seat on the high platform in the center.
Suddenly, a strong cold feeling emerged behind her, and Bernadette wanted to attack immediately, but before that, Snow forcibly interrupted her action.
"Use of nothing."
With the same coined words in her mind, Bernadette once again felt the fear of being killed by the world, but at the same time, a shadow passed through her body, forming an obvious distortion.
The state of being separated from the world passed in a flash, and Bernadette almost returned to "normal" at the same time, waving her arms, and an ancient-style spear was immediately held in her hand.
"Lance of Longinus!" This spear stained with dark red blood is full of the aura of destruction. The mystery originating from the biblical story of the ultra-ancient era is reproduced as power, turning into an attack that can hurt even gods.
However, this blow had no harvest at all, because the tip of the spear had already pierced her back as it was being extended.
At the moment of the attack, chaos appeared in the front, rear, left, right, and bottom of the area, making all attacks distorted and unpredictable.
"Father?!" Bernadette suddenly stopped attacking. Although she did not give up resistance, she called out in a tone that contained indescribable complexity.
The black shadow stretched out its hand to grab Bernadette's neck, then paused, and an obvious struggle suddenly emerged.
Upon seeing this, Bernadette reached a consensus with Snow in an instant. The consultations that were originally stacked were separated in an instant. Snow's body turned into a shadow, surrounding the huge space inside the mausoleum, while Bernadette was deep in thought.
He took a breath and spit out a well-spoken Chinese word——
"home."
The struggling black shadow's movements suddenly stopped. Its upper body slowly lifted up and looked at Bernadette. Then, a dry, hoarse voice echoed in the space:
"home……"
This voice was a little hesitant, a little confused, and a little seeking confirmation, as if it came from another world.
"The Sword Comes"
The chaotic distortion in the space disappeared in an instant, and the shadow spread by Snow's natal substitute also successfully surrounded a standard circle.
Seemingly noticing Snow's behavior, the black figure immediately raised his hand and wanted to take action, but the next moment, it seemed to be forcibly twisted by another force and pushed towards Bernadette, who was looking at him with complicated eyes.
"leave!"
A voice full of obvious pain sounded, and the shadow disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared on the high platform in the center, sitting on the huge black high-backed chair.
There were two slits on its face, as if it had grown two blood-colored eyes that were not symmetrical.
Then, another bloody crack opened under the "eyes" and turned into a mouth.
Bernadette's body was flying back. After confirming the identity of the shadow, she abandoned all hesitation. As a space rift opened beside her, a spiritual creature with the status of an angel suddenly popped out of it.
When the spirit world creature found out that it had regained its freedom, it immediately struggled to escape, but chains turned into shadows suddenly sprang out, locking it tightly.
"Bernadette..."
Suddenly, the shadow let out a dry and hoarse cry, and then turned into an ugly chuckle:
"You have really become a big shot in the mysterious world. Come here and let me see clearly what my little princess looks like now."
Having said this, he suddenly raised his hand and held his head, struggling painfully, and a little bit of mourning came out of his mouth——
"No, that's not right! Leave, I'm polluted!"
He raised his head again, and his voice became hoarse with a hint of gentleness. Just as he was about to say something else, two coins were suddenly thrown from the shadow, one flew towards the shadow, and the other flew towards the bound
A spiritual creature, at the same time, Snow's voice also sounded in Bernadette's heart——
"Quick, do as I taught you before!"
When Bernadette heard the words, there was a perseverance in her eyes, and her thinking was highly concentrated. As if she was worried about mispronunciation, she read out word by word what seemed convoluted and obscure compared to the major languages commonly used in the mainland.
Syllables, that is a language called Chinese that originated from the super ancient era——
