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Chapter 451 The Adventures of Rabbit and Cat

Alfred stared around with heavy eyes. He saw his men who were still laughing and greeting him during the day, but now they were lying around.

He closed his eyes, and when he reopened them, the emotions in his eyes were already restrained. He turned his head to look at Mesanyes, who had been waiting here for a long time without any emotion.

He was wearing a black military uniform, the buttons on it flashed golden in the moonlight, and the medals on it were as red as blood.

"Have you already chosen your camp? Is this attack planned in advance?"

Mesanyes looked at Alfred with a chuckle and said:

"The Southern Continent only needs one voice, and you foreign colonists will definitely be expelled."

Bright starlight suddenly fell next to Alfred. These starlight condensed instantly, creating a huge transparent amber, completely wrapping him in and restricting him to his original position.

Before Alfred could react, a feeling of extreme fatigue and sleepiness suddenly came to his mind. After a brief resistance for two seconds, he fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

Renekton's figure twisted and appeared beside Mesanyes in an instant. He looked at the "colonel" who was full of chills and reminded him loudly:

"Don't kill people at will. They are all bargaining chips for negotiating with Roen."

"Haha, of course, I won't do anything that damages my image, especially at this time."

"I will leave matters here to my adjutant. Although there are still some troops on missions wandering around, after losing a demigod, Roen's military can no longer control this area."

"Next is the Intis military on the south bank. Those primitive moon believers and those from the Rose School who have emerged here need to be troubled by you and Bishop Luca to clean up."

Mesanyes nodded slightly towards Renekton, responded with a few words in a good mood, and then turned his head to look at Plak, who was standing aside.

Renekton also turned his gaze and saw the two things held by Pluk. The one he held in his right hand was a transparent crystal skull, with an indescribable sense of majesty that made people feel it just by looking at it. to the pressure from it.

The left hand is a tightly clenched, translucent black fist. This fist intuitively gives people a sense of power and evil. The lines, light spots and nails on it seem to follow normal rules, but are full of contradictory connotations. There seems to be a lot of madness and chaos lurking underneath.

Plak summoned two natural spirits, handed over the two trophies in his hands to them for sealing, and then took Mesanyes to the south bank of the Pas Valley by traveling through the spirit world.

After watching the two people leave, Renekton lowered his head and looked at the palm of his left hand. The milky-white probability die lay quietly in his palm, but the number on it turned into four unknowingly.

"It can't be used anymore." He muttered in a low voice, stretched out his right hand and opened a faint blue "door" in mid-air, and then stepped directly in.

A plantation at the corner of the Pas Valley, this is one of the important strongholds of the original moon believers in the Pas Valley area, and is now facing the siege of the enforcers and vampires led by Luca Brewster himself.

The coffee trees originally planted here have all mutated into monsters. Some of them have risen from the ground and turned into ugly and weird tree men; some have grown cactus-like thorns that can be sprayed out; Some stretch out their roots and branches wantonly, entangling everything they touch; some branches and leaves glow with a metallic luster, like sharp blades, slapping all living things close to them wantonly.

In addition to these trees, there are also many modified creatures like the previous dolls. Their bodies are full of traces of splicing, and it is completely impossible to tell what species they were originally.

Mixed among these monsters are a group of agile artificial vampires, as well as some cultivator path Beyonders hiding in the dark, intervening in the battle from time to time.

"It feels like Plants vs. Zombies. No, it should be Plants and Zombies vs. Humans."

Renekton complained, his figure quickly outlined next to Bugs Bunny.

Feeling the spiritual fluctuations around him, Bugs Bunny dragged Brie and Ritz beside him and ran out more than ten meters away in an instant, and then looked back to where he was.

After seeing that the person who appeared was Renekton, its furry face showed a humane look of relaxation and said:

"Hey~ Boss, why are you here?"

Renekton glanced at the three-point probability die in his hand, threw it out impatiently, and said at the same time:

"You hold this dice of probability. You can use it when you encounter danger."

Bugs Bunny quickly reached out to hold the dice that fell towards him, but because he had a stick in one hand, it was inconvenient. The dice of probability hit his paw, and then fell directly to the ground, still with three o'clock facing up. !

I have a reasonable suspicion that this damn die was intentional. Renekton stared at the three-pointed probability die on the ground and complained in his mind.

"Three o'clock? What bad luck."

Bugs Bunny muttered something in a low voice, then went over to pick up the die of probability that fell on the ground, and then threw it again, with six o'clock pointing up!

"." Renekton was completely speechless about this dice of probability that was suspected of racial discrimination.

He looked sideways at Brie and Ritz, and asked doubtfully:

"Why are you here too? Aren't you supposed to be building robots now?"

Bree and Ritz looked at each other, and then said in one sentence: "Glen said we can come out to make some money."

"It's safer to follow the rabbit, we're not good at fighting."

Renekton nodded slightly, not paying attention to what they said that it was safer to stay with Bugs Bunny.

Not to mention the magical items that are hung from their heads to their tails, even if they are intercepted by a demigod, as long as they can meow twice, Grant can respond instantly from a distance that is not too far away.

After handing the dice of probability to Bugs Bunny, Renekton dodged away again, leaving Bugs Bunny, Bree, and Ritz looking at each other for a while.

Ritz moved his body with some discomfort. It was covered with a piece of brass-colored mechanical armor spliced ​​together to look like a piece of machinery. Although it was a sequence six extraordinary cat, the generalist path had no strengthening effect on the body. , this piece of mechanical armor is quite a burden on its body.

Buri on the side only had one piece of mechanical equipment hung on each of its four legs, neck and tail. There was also a cloth bag hung on the left and right sides of the two front legs, which seemed to be filled with small items.

The two cats stared curiously at the dice of probability in Bugs Bunny's hand for a while. It was not until Bugs Bunny put the dice back into his pocket that they reluctantly looked away.

Ritz sighed curiously:

"This is a very powerful magical item. Although I can't see clearly, I feel that it is even more powerful than Grant's two magical items!"

"I don't know when I will be able to create a magical item of this level."

With two cloth bags hanging on its body, it quickly jumped up to a nearby tree. After looking around for a while, it jumped down lightly, looked into the depths of the manor and suggested:

"Let's go deeper inside. We can't even block a single figure here."

Ritz nodded his somewhat heavy head in agreement and said:

"That's right. Although our rank is not high, we have enough magical items. Now we have such a powerful magical item that we can run away even if we encounter someone who cannot be beaten."

Bugs Bunny rubbed his furry chin with his free paw, looking like he was thinking seriously.

Before he could think for two seconds, violent explosions sounded one after another in the distance, and soon approached them.

In the cascading firelight not far away, a spear that seemed to be composed of pure sunlight drew a white trace in the air, shattering the hazy crimson moonlight into pieces of red phosphorus, and quickly reorganized in mid-air. A thin figure.

He is a pale man, about thirty years old, with a sharp chin and sunken eye sockets, giving him a sinister and vicious look.

The moment this man's figure emerged, the metal ring hanging around Bree's neck suddenly lit up with a rapid burst of red light.

Feeling the sudden flash of light on her neck, Bree shouted:

"He is a believer in the original moon."

The figure in mid-air was attracted by Bree's voice. He looked at the ground coldly, a trace of surprise flashed in his gloomy eyes, and he blurted out with a somewhat startled voice:

"A cat and a rabbit, and a mechanical dog?"

He looked around with vigilant eyes. If there were extraordinary animals, there would most likely be extraordinary people who raised them.

"Stinky vampire, I'm obviously a cat!" Ritz, who was covered in mechanical devices, muttered loudly and dissatisfied.

The figure in mid-air looked around, not noticing the other hidden Beyonders, and his vigilance instantly relaxed.

He looked at Ritz, who was tightly wrapped in mechanical devices, with undisguised greed in his eyes:

"How brave you are. Didn't your master tell you that the previous sequence of vampires is called Tamer?"

"But now your new master has told you."

His figure was blurred under the crimson moonlight for a moment. When it became clear again, he had teleported more than ten meters away and said with a voice full of joy:

"I'm so lucky. I didn't expect to pick up a craftsman cat today."

"Also, my followers are not inferior vampires, but devout believers of the great Red Moon, his messengers, and scholars who originated from the crimson."

Bang! A blazing fireball suddenly exploded where the original moon believer was, causing a burst of hot air to interrupt his rambling words.

On the ground, Ritz's open mouth slowly closed, and the red spots dissipated.

In front of it, the air seemed to distort, and the scarlet moonlight suddenly materialized, reuniting into the figure in the sky just now.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 452 Tacit Cooperation

Chi!Chi!

Thick green vines sprang out from the ground. Some of these vines surrounded Ritz, and some of them grew sharp barbs, slapping fiercely at the figure in front of him.

The opponent's newly solid body once again turned into a hazy crimson moonlight, scattered into pieces of red phosphorus under the slap of the vines, and quickly reorganized not far away.

Under the blood moon, the abilities of the extraordinary people in the moon path have been greatly improved, especially when the other party is a believer of the original moon.

The thin figure kept disappearing and regrouping in the crimson moonlight, and easily approached Bugs Bunny who was manipulating the vines.

A crimson moonlight flashed, and behind Bugs Bunny, a hand with long, slender sharp nails suddenly came down.

boom!

With the reminder of his own spiritual intuition and the help of luck, Bugs Bunny just waved the branch cane in his hand to block the attack, and the huge force knocked it away directly.

"Meow!" A sharp and harsh voice sounded at the same time, it was Ritz who emerged from the gap in the vines.

The armor-like machine on its head emitted a burst of pale light, transforming its roar into a "scream of resentment" that could pierce eardrums and harm the spirit body.

The stinging pain on his spirit body caused the primitive moon believer to pause for a moment as he stepped forward. His head felt swollen and painful, and his thinking became trance-like.

Bree, who was not too far away, was not affected by the "Wraithful Scream". The metal ring around its neck shone with a layer of brilliance like the morning sun, completely isolating it from interaction with the outside world and avoiding " The influence of "The Scream of Wraiths".

The next moment, Brie, who had been waiting for the opportunity, quickly rushed forward, and then jumped up high. The metal devices on its two front paws suddenly lit up with a burst of blue light, and silver-white arcs danced on them.

After it got close to the figure who was temporarily frozen, its two front paws fiercely grabbed the opponent's face. A thick silver-white electric light appeared out of thin air and struck directly on the opponent's body, causing the surrounding ground to fall. Densely dense electric snakes sprang up.

The paralysis effect carried by lightning caused the original moon believers who had just recovered from the "Wraith Scream" to fall into paralysis again.

Chi!Chi!

Thick vines quickly sprouted out from the ground all around. These vines intertwined in mid-air and grew thick dark green leaves, blocking all the moonlight from the blood moon in the sky.

Looking at the suddenly dark environment around them, the original moon believers who had not yet shaken off their paralysis suddenly felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Brie landed lightly, and the current caused some paralysis in his body, but with the help of magical items on his body, he was not affected too much.

Ritz, whose body was covered with mechanical devices, stepped forward like a trot. The mechanical devices on his legs and side ribs spurted out blazing steam. The huge propulsion force made him jump up from the ground in an instant and get close to the paralyzed body. The face of the original moon believer.

"Meow!" Another shrill scream sounded, piercing the soul.

The paralyzed Primordial Moon believer briefly lost consciousness. Red blood flowed out of his eyes, nose and ears. His thinking inevitably fell into a trance, and the thoughts that had just emerged in his mind disappeared in an instant.

The surrounding ground suddenly sprouted thorns as thick as a thumb and with fine barbs.

These thorns tightly wrapped around the body of the original moon believer, and bits of dark red blood seeped out from the places where the thorns were entangled. Toxins with paralysis and weakness invaded his body along the wounds.

Bri took out a golden talisman from the bag hanging on his body and recited in a low voice in ancient Hermes:

"sun!"

Golden illusory flames suddenly ignited out of thin air all around. These flames exuded the majestic breath of the sun and became dense and continuous into an ocean. They completely enveloped the original moon believer and was instantly ignited into a burning man.

Under the burning of pure and sacred flames, the body of this primitive moon believer had a faint tendency to melt.

"Hohohoho~"

The severe pain that swept through his body caused the paralyzed primitive moon believer to make a hoarse and unpleasant sound.

"Meow!" Ritz added "Wraith Scream" at the right time, making the believer of the original moon unable to effectively resist.

Seeing that Brie and Ritz had taken control of the situation, Bugs Bunny picked up a handful of leaves mixed with weeds from the ground, infused them with spirituality, and threw them forward.

The leaves grew and mutated rapidly in mid-air, turning into sharp black thorns that rubbed the air at extremely fast speeds and pierced into the figure burned by the golden flames.

After penetrating the flesh and blood, these wooden thorns did not stop. Instead, they began to use flesh and blood as the soil to draw life force and take root.

"Meow!"

Ritz let out another "Wraithful Scream", causing the original moon believers who had just regained their consciousness to fall into a state of confusion again.

His body quickly twisted and deformed under the burning of the bright fire, turning into a crimson paper man, which quickly turned into ashes and dissipated.

Bugs Bunny quickly threw the dice of probability he had in his pocket, and then his body quickly expanded and turned into a gray-furred lop-eared rabbit the size of a brown bear.

The branch cane that originally fit just right in its hand was now like a small stick. It threw the cane out with all its strength without looking at it.

call out! puff!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, followed by the sound of sharp objects piercing flesh. "Uh." A charred black figure just appeared on the figure, looking at the position of his left chest in disbelief.

A cane that looked like a branch that had just been torn off a tree was inserted diagonally there. It just missed the ribs and penetrated straight into the heart from the weakest point.

"Meow!" Another shrill, piercing meow sounded. His head became groggy, and he could no longer activate any thoughts. He just felt extremely uncomfortable.

This damn cat. It meows so unpleasantly.

Boom!

A thick silver-white electric light fell out of the air, and the charred figure of the original moon believer fell instantly, and pieces of black flesh and blood fell from his body.

Little spots of light as rich as blood separated from the charred corpse, floating up and down around it.

When Bugs Bunny saw the characteristics that gradually separated, he confirmed that the original moon believer was really dead. The brown bear-sized body quickly retracted and turned into a normal-sized rabbit. Then he stepped forward and pulled his cane out of the corpse's chest. come out.

Finally, I didn't forget to add: "This crimson scholar is so weak."

"He was injured before he met us, and besides, he had really bad luck."

Bree followed behind and added, it skillfully rummaged through the bodies of the original moon believers who had turned into corpses for trophies.

In the end, only a pocket watch made of somewhat melted gold was found. It kicked the corpse with some dissatisfaction and said:

"So poor, not even a magical item."

"We don't want to look for Extraordinaries from the Moon Path. Most of them were once animal trainers. Fighting with them always makes me feel nervous."

On the south bank of the Pass River Valley, a figure covered in metal parts quickly approached the Intis military under the scarlet blood moon.

"Ugh!"

A sound like a baby crying suddenly sounded in the air, as if it had layers of echoes, disturbing the surrounding crimson moonlight, and strange and indifferent eyes grew out of the void, with endless malice. He stared at the figure surrounded in the middle.

The surrounding light quickly became dim, and even the spiritual growth and enhancement of inspiration and death brought by the blood moon were isolated.

"Moss Trappist Order? Are you cooperating with those lunatics from the Aurora Order?"

The figure, whose entire body was covered with precision metal parts, asked in a low but powerful voice.

There was no figure around, no one answered his question, only more and more eyes stretched out from the shadows and from the dust floating in the air.

After a moment of silence, the figure covered in the metal spirit world stretched out his hands forward. His arms quickly deformed and reorganized. His right hand turned into a honeycomb-shaped barrel composed of many gun barrels, and his left hand turned into something like a gun barrel. It's something in the shape of a single-barreled rocket launcher.

boom! boom! boom!

Countless ammunition poured out from his right hand in an instant, forming a continuous sheet and exploding in mid-air, forming a brilliant fire.

As soon as these firelights appeared, they were quickly covered with brilliant colors, which continued to thin out, and finally turned into a gorgeous and real picture.

The figure covered in metal slowly raised his left hand and pointed it in front of him. Violent spirituality and red brilliance began to emerge on his barrel-like arm.

The next moment, a clear and bright light fell from the mid-air, covering his hands and quickly disintegrating the metal on his body.

In just a moment, his hands that turned into cannon barrels were completely dissolved and disintegrated.

A figure wearing a classical wizard's robe quietly appeared aside. She had a pair of iconic brown eyes, and her light brown hair was thick and fluffy. She looked at the puppet in front of her with a smile and said:

"Just enjoy the show. Your puppet is quite expensive to make. It would be a pity if I broke it for you!"

The voice of the metal doll in front of her became hoarse like an old machine:

"Glen Pals? The former senior deacon of the Trier diocese of the Church of God of Artisans. He later defected and joined the Moss Ascetic Order. Unexpectedly, you have become an angel!"

"I don't really want to listen to you. It's better for you to remain silent. Otherwise, I don't mind preparing an alchemist's characteristics in advance for the craftsman cat I raise."

"Even if your body is in the church of steam, it won't be difficult for me to kill you and escape intact. Don't have too much faith in your god. After all, the storm can be stolen from the Church of Waves in front of others. "

Grant flipped his hair that was spread over his shoulders, and threatened with a careless and teasing tone in his voice.

The mechanical doll in front of her was silent for a while, then turned to look down at the ground. The mechanical parts around his eyes deformed and reorganized, as if he had temporarily assembled a telescope for himself.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 453 Action in the Shadows

In the military area where the Intis military is stationed, a thick curtain of shadows silently enveloped the place. The darkness and shadows here instantly became thicker and deeper, causing people within this range to unconsciously experience various depravities. idea.

The corrupted thoughts were quickly separated as soon as they surfaced, turning into little bits of black viscous liquid dripping, instantly merging with the surrounding shadows, forming strange, uncontrollable creatures.

As soon as they appeared, they launched a crazy attack on the people around them.

A bright and blazing flame spear fell from mid-air in an instant, penetrating a three- to four-meter-tall monster made of a large number of corrupted thoughts.

boom!

Huge explosions resounded throughout the entire military area instantly, and Chiteng's fire spread quickly, burning the strange and corrupted creatures around them one by one.

The monster after being killed did not disappear directly, but disintegrated into a pool of darkness and quickly merged into the surrounding shadows. The power of corruption and filth suddenly became more intense.

The surrounding shadows and darkness continued to squirm, rising up like water, and soon formed three huge snake heads. Their entire bodies were covered with black, cold scales, and only the eyes were shining with two groups of crimson light. It seems to be condensed with endless malice.

The aura of degenerate and filthy realm instantly filled the air, making the surrounding Intis army, which had been corroded by various degenerate ideas, completely unable to think of resistance.

The surrounding red flames instantly condensed and reorganized, forming a figure with flying red hair. He stared coldly at the three-headed snake in front of him, squirmed his throat, and let out a cold snort by breathing out through his nostrils:

"Humph!"

Strange power spread along the sound, and the surrounding Intis soldiers seemed to be ignited with courage in their hearts, and the depraved thoughts that were constantly entrenched in their hearts were instantly suppressed.

The aura of the entire army instantly became tight and connected. They seemed to become a whole, with invisible flames flowing between them, inspiring courage and connecting their wills.

The next moment, the shadows under them came to life, rising up like water, and tightly entangled every soldier around them.

These shadows separated from their bodies seemed to be part of them. As the shadows were activated, their spirits lost their integrity, and the indistinguishable close connection and blazing aura between the entire army declined uncontrollably.

In mid-air, pieces of starlight flew out of the void and quickly condensed into a blue door covered with mysterious patterns. The other side of the door looked dark, deep and empty, and the specific scene could not be seen clearly.

Botis, the "Saint of Secrets" wearing a mysterious black robe, walked out of the door. His deep eyes reflected a book that was constantly turning, and he chanted in a low voice:

"I come, I witness, I record."

The books in his eyes were turning faster and faster. Starlight continued to fall around him, and it quickly condensed into a dark, ancient horn, carrying an extremely heavy and powerful connotation.

It was the mysterious reappearance he recorded from Renekton, the "wonderful horn", and the horn of destruction.

He gently brought the horn to his mouth, and then blew it hard. The hollow low whistle echoed around him instantly. Under the superposition of sound waves, everything around him collapsed and shattered, and even space appeared. A series of dark cracks.

Fireballs instantly emerged from all directions and hit Botis in mid-air. These fireballs met in mid-air and turned into a huge blazing white giant fireball.

The huge fireball whizzed past Botis' side, burning the slightly curly brown hair scattered on his forehead to yellow, and the exposed skin also became a little dry and red.

The huge fireball sank straight into the sky and disappeared. The cascading dark clouds in mid-air quickly emerged and gathered into shape.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Streams of silver-white electric light fell down, splashing silver-white arcs with a strong paralysis effect on the ground.

Under the gaze of six crimson eyes, the figure covered in flames clenched his fist with his right hand and hammered his chest. A layer of bright morning light instantly spread around the surroundings and quickly gathered into a thick wall. The silver arc falling from the sky was blocked.

The three huge snake heads covered with pitch-black cold scales rose and fell one after another, neighing in a very rhythmic manner. As it moved, the surrounding wind was disturbed.

Violent winds collided with the air, making explosive noises. Horrible hurricanes visible to the naked eye swirled and appeared. The air flow turned sharply in circles, and the unchecked tornado suddenly rose from the ground, killing everyone and everything on the ground. Roll up half empty.

The army that had maintained its silent formation instantly went into chaos. The thick wall condensed by the bright morning light was also torn apart by the tornado. The Intis soldiers who were swept into the air were like helpless leaves that had been blown down and could be torn into pieces at any time. fragments.

In mid-air, Botis gave up the action of continuing to blow the horn of destruction. His figure kept flashing in the roaring tornado, avoiding the attack of the iron-blooded knight of the Intis giant army while looking for opportunities.

"Exile!" In the interval between various fireballs and flame spears flying, Botis finally seized the opportunity to use his style ability.

As an illusory door was generated, the Iron-Blooded Knight, who could not control his body shape well in the tornado, was dragged by several solid shadows and thrown into the turbulence of time and space behind the door.

As the iron-blooded knight who was the center of the army was exiled, the original unity of the army disappeared instantly.

Botis's figure flashed rapidly in the tornado, leaving behind a series of silhouettes, each of which was releasing a completely different spell ability. For a moment, ice, fire and thunder intertwined in the violent wind.

Although there were many extraordinary people in Intis's army, under the coordinated attack of the two demigods, they were unable to effectively resist.

The Steam Church's missionary headquarters in West Balam is located outside the Pivot Church in Loth City on the south bank of the Pass Valley.

Leo Master stood at the door of the church with a soft face. He had deep wrinkles on his forehead, corners of his eyes, and around his mouth, but his hair was black and shiny, without a single silver strand, and his eyes were deep and showed no obvious emotions.

Behind him, the ascetic monk Snowman, wearing extremely simple white robes, followed quietly. His hands in front of him also held a picture frame covered by black cloth.

He obviously has no sense of existence, but he gives people a feeling of extreme danger that cannot be ignored.

In the Pivot Church, an old man wearing a light brown robe painted with gears and bearings slowly walked out.

His short silver hair is neatly styled, his facial features are soft, his face is thin, his skin is plump and shiny, and there is no beard around his lips. He looks more like a well-maintained aristocrat than a church bishop.

He is the senior deacon in charge of the affairs of the Southern Continent of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Archbishop of the Pivot Church, Kadir Most.

Kadir calmly looked at Leomaster and Snowman who were blocking the door of the Pivot Church, and said in a calm and composed tone:

"Protestant? You have been very active among the lower class people recently? What are you planning to do? Expel the Intis military and establish a new regime in the Pas Valley?"

Leomaster slightly raised the corners of his lips and said like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time:

"I am the person in charge of the Protestant affairs in West Balam, Leo Master, the 'Black Saint'."

"I don't have any special objections to the Church of Steam, and I don't mind if you continue to preach here, but our allies are somewhat hostile to you, so I'm here to ask you to leave the Pas Valley area."

"'Black Saint'? You are indeed members of the Aurora Society!"

Kadir, who stood at the door of the church, muttered in a deep voice and looked far away in the direction of the camp where the Intis military was stationed. The storm and fire there had been going on for a while, and it seemed that the Intis military was at a disadvantage.

He quickly retracted his gaze and turned to Snowman, who was standing quietly behind Leo Master, and looked at the picture frame covered by black cloth in his hand.

A cold smile appeared on his face and he said in a cold voice:

"This is the Pivot Church. Under the eyes of our Lord, do you want to force us to abandon this place by relying on a saint and a unique sealed artifact?"

"This is indeed a church of steam, but His gaze cannot reach it. You can stop me, but this sealed object can also clean up the life of the entire Pivot Church within this period of time."

Leo Master narrated in a calm voice without any emotion.

Kadir's eyes became serious. He raised his head slightly and twisted something that looked like a gold pocket watch hanging around his neck, revealing the monocle in the middle set in a gold round frame.

Like an old professor with presbyopia, he slowly covered his right eye with a monocle.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed in his eyes. The originally bright crimson moonlight was blocked by a thick invisible curtain of shadow.

This shadow curtain isolates the starry sky, blocks the astral world, divides the spiritual world, and blocks the connection between the Pas Valley and reality in both practical and mystical senses.

Kadir's eyes were filled with surprise, full of disbelief and some panic as he spoke:

"The True Creator! How could He have such a level of power!"

"You Auroras want to sacrifice the entire Pas Valley?"

Leomaster calmly looked at Kadir who was a little out of sorts, chuckled and said:

"Our Lord is merciful and loves every life equally."

"Don't use your narrow vision and thoughts to speculate on the great Lord. This is disrespectful."

"If it weren't for the fear that the battle that broke out between us would affect the innocent lives around us, the shadows would have flooded this pivot church before you even reacted."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 454 Happy New Year to everyone! ! !

He ignored Kadir's look at the madman and continued to talk to himself:

"Under the watchful eye of our Lord, all resistance you can offer is in vain."

"For example, the Senior Deacon of the Heart of Machinery you are still waiting for now will not have the chance to appear in the Pas Valley. If you lead the Church of Steam away now, you may still have a chance to see the extraordinary characteristics that have not yet been transformed into His."

"Do you still have extra manpower to intercept the oncoming supporters?" Kadir whispered quietly, his words were extremely certain, and the corners of his forehead were almost squeezed into a ball.

With Moi's speed, he hasn't appeared yet. It's probably because of an accident. As a saint, as long as he is not pulled into a hidden space and loses our Lord's gaze, the danger should not be too great.

But in this case, he may not be able to arrive in time for support. He can only hope that the people of the Eternal Sun Church will react quickly. They have always been the most active in attacking the forces of the Aurora Society.

While various thoughts were floating around, he saw the Extraordinary who had been silent behind Leo Master make some moves. He took off the layer of black cloth covering the frame, revealing the iconic portrait inside. .

"Amon!" Kadir shouted in shock.

His smooth forehead had a few wrinkles, and the expression on his face was a little uncertain.

Leomaster quietly moved his position, walked to the shadow of the backlight, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I suggest you make a choice as soon as possible. Now you can leave with the converted believers. If you wait until the Intis military people are dealt with, it will be difficult for you to even save this church."

Kadir's chest heaved violently. This was the first time that he was threatened by a cultist.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his head slightly and looked at the scarlet blood moon in the sky. His eyes seemed a little heavy. The influence of the blood moon was not isolated too much. Are those believers of the original moon also taking action? The Pas Valley is really lively tonight

Slowly retracting his gaze, Kadir glanced past the portrait of Amon in Snowman's hand, and looked at Leomaster who had blended himself into the shadows with a steady gaze, and said in a calm tone:

"I will stay in the church until the real results come out, and you will not have the chance to take part in battles elsewhere."

"Oh, I believe in our allies." Leo Master chuckled.

On the river where the crimson moonlight was the richest, milky-white tentacles poked out from the river. The top of each tentacle was a mouthpart full of sharp teeth. They all made a whining sound, low and Harsh.

A huge ball of pure light entwined with countless sacred flames in mid-air continued to scatter pieces of golden-red flames, like a blazing rain of fire, pouring on each tentacle, making the sound of sizzling grease being ignited. .

A yellowish-green smoke quickly floated out from the burned areas of these tentacles, drifting in all directions with the wind blowing at night.

Wherever the smoke passes, it is instantly filled with life, and both plants and animals are growing vigorously and reproducing rapidly.

The clone of the prophet who was floating quietly in the air immediately frowned when he saw this scene. Although he didn't know what the yellow-green smoke was, he still restrained his spirituality and let the blazing and dazzling micro-conditioning in the mid-air disappear.

puff!puff!puff!

As the blazing flames that burned everything disappeared, the tentacles in the river seemed to have regained their breath, and quickly sprang out of the water, attacking the prophet's clone in mid-air from all directions.

The prophet's clone raised his figure without any expression, and his eyes turned silvery white, as if he was peering into the long river that represented destiny.

After a while, the silvery white in his eyes faded and was replaced by a slowly flowing light blue.

Little bits of light blue light gathered at his feet, quickly outlining a dark blue door engraved with countless mysterious patterns. The other side of the door was dark and deep, like a pitch-black ocean.

The next moment, several thick green vines poked out from it. They were intertwined with the tentacles below, entangled and pulled with each other.

The emerald green vines quickly became disadvantageous and were bitten and pulled out of the blue door by tentacles. A large number of vines fell down weakly, and finally fell out a headless knight riding a war horse and covered in pitch black armor. .

There were three cracks in the chest and abdomen of the headless knight, which were filled with green light. Two were small and one was large, like a twisted and ferocious face.

"Woo! Woo!"

The huge crack like a mouth in the headless horseman's lower abdomen opened wide, emitting a low and harsh sound that could pierce the soul and incite emotions.

The prophet's clone in the air made a sound, spiritually closing off his perception of the outside world, and at the same time, he kept raising his figure.

The tentacles protruding from the river seemed to be in extreme pain, entangled with each other, and the mouthparts full of fangs opened and closed, as if they were gasping for air.

The river water gradually turned dark, with no trace of crimson moonlight emitting. This darkness began to spread to the surroundings. Black spots of different sizes appeared on the originally milky white tentacles, and the aura of depravity and distortion instantly filled the air.

The tentacles with black spots quickly mutated, and dark granulations grew from the sides, entangled with each other, forming large or small dark limbs, and tore together with the surrounding tentacles that were still in a normal state. A vague spiritual fluctuation quickly spread along the river, and all the surrounding creatures began to undergo unstoppable changes.

Those milky white tentacles grew yellowish pustules one after another, and they quickly burst and discharged disgusting pus. The entire tentacles began to melt into a pool of disgusting liquid.

These highly contagious liquids in turn polluted the dark river surface and mutated tentacles.

The headless horseman, covered in jet-black armor, stood quietly on the river. The war horse integrated with his body raised its body and let out a neigh that was closer to a roar.

The surrounding pitch-black river suddenly stirred up, and the rich darkness quickly surged up, merging with the corrupted mutated tentacles, turning into pitch-black creatures with weird shapes, and launched a desperate charge towards the surroundings.

The pale yellow liquid that dissolved into a pool around them quickly condensed into giants with only upper bodies, like weird golems made of rotten flesh and disgusting pus.

Jet black and light yellow blend together, polluting and assimilating each other.

In mid-air, the prophet's clone raised his hand and formed a symbol of the eye of peeping into the void. The spirituality slid through like water, leaving behind bright stars, outlining an indifferent mirror that reflected the layers of doors. Eye.

The surrounding space quickly swapped with a certain place, and the prophet's clone twisted, and then turned into Renekton wearing the sage's robe.

A dazzling golden sun suddenly rose in another direction, and its bright and dazzling light briefly overwhelmed the light of the blood moon in the sky.

A figure wrapped in crimson moonlight appeared out of thin air near the golden sun. He endured the burning sensation as if his body was being ignited, reached forward with his hands, and pulled out an illusive and hazy door out of thin air, engraved with many mysterious symbols.

The "Summoning Gate" that was supposed to establish contact with the spirit world experienced strange changes. A strange creature walked out of it. It had a very charming human female face, but the rest of its body looked like... It's a locust magnified many times.

The moment this figure appeared, it screamed in terror. When it was extremely close to the miniature sun, its body was inevitably ignited, and illusory golden flames and blue-black smoke sprang up.

"Ah! Ah! Woo"

It screamed in terror, but the sound it made was not in any language known on the northern and southern continents.

A blood-red long arrow suddenly penetrated its chest from behind, coming from the summoning master who summoned it through the "Summoning Gate".

The golden flames moved more violently, and before the body of this strange creature could be lifted and dropped, it suddenly exploded, and its flesh and blood was directly blown into powder.

The crimson light separated from the flesh and blood and quickly covered the golden miniature sun, invading it strangely.

The blazing sun twisted and squirmed strangely, as if something was about to break out of its shell.

Bah! Bah!

The golden sun peeled off like an eggshell, and a tall human figure made of pure golden light walked out of it. There were two gaps in its head, emitting a brilliance like the blood moon in the sky, which looked weird. And twisted.

Did the primordial moon come in through a bit of contamination stuffed in through the "Summoning Gate"? By crossing the original barrier in this way, it was impossible for the Seven Gods not to discover it.

Renekton, who was looking at this scene from afar, withdrew his gaze. He had some premonitions in his heart. It was not just the ground that was going to have big moves tonight, but also the starry sky above his head.

The deep blue and almost purple glow in his eyes quickly suppressed the floating thoughts in his heart and put himself in an absolutely rational state.

The Peeping Eye searched everywhere, but did not find the true identity of the hidden original Moon Favorite, or that he was everywhere around him.

This guy is everywhere. Isn't this guy tearing himself apart at the cellular level?

As his thoughts floated, his eyes suddenly became deep and dark, like the surface of the sea before a storm. This situation did not last long, and within a breath or two, his eyes became clear again.

Renekton stared at the long river below that was intertwined and infected with pitch black and light yellow. He sighed incomprehensibly. Then he stretched his hands forward and pulled out a thick and unchanging shadow from the void. He threw it directly towards the long river below. .

The thick shadow brought corruption, the power of the filth and mutation realm quickly infected the river water, and also broke the balance between the two sides who were originally in a stalemate.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 455 Happy New Year to everyone! ! !

Behind the headless knight, overlapping unrealistic spirits emerged, like a well-trained army, charging upstream against the river to destroy everything.

The aura of chilling, cold, death, and depravity suddenly surged. The blood moon brought spiritual growth. Death became stronger at this time, but became the help of the Headless Horseman to clean up the pollution created by the original moon believers.

In the pitch-black river, the power of depravity and filth quickly took over. The pale yellow pus, the milky-white tentacles growing out of it, and the giant-like golem were all rapidly being eroded.

Mutations also occurred at this time. As the melee continued, more and more ordinary people, extraordinary people, and created mutant monsters died, and their vitality irrigated the land under the guidance of unknown forces. .

Under the influence of the blood moon on the realm of life and spirituality, all creatures showed great vitality and also experienced mutations at the same moment.

Even the ordinary vegetation has big scarlet mouths that open wide. Those mutated monsters and long-dead corpses all have big scarlet mouths and vaguely similar facial features.

They all stared at the scarlet blood moon high in the sky, staring like a pilgrim, and uttered obscure syllables one by one:

"The unique red moon symbolizes life and beauty, spiritual mother"

". Unique. Red Moon Symbol of Life and Beauty the Mother of All Spirits"

The intermittent cascades of prayers echoed around, over and over again, gradually becoming coherent and clear.

The blood moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be strongly attracted, and the crimson light became more intense, as if it was rippling in circles of crimson ripples.

The river water, which was about to be completely covered by darkness, also began to change. The scarlet blood moon was clearly reflected on the water. The eyes of the monsters formed due to corruption and mutation soon bloomed with a deep red light, and a deeper layer of light appeared on their bodies. The mutation, the mutation in the direction of flesh and blood life

Vigorous vitality instantly covered the entire land. Green shoots were constantly growing on the ground and even in the cracks in the walls. Animals and insects also woke up from their slumber and began to reproduce crazily.

No wonder he has never been able to find his real body. He has no real body at all. What a complete madman!

Renekton looked at everything happening around him with a bad expression. He didn't expect that the beloved of the original moon would give up his body long ago for this moment and use himself as part of this grand ceremony. Even is the main part of it.

This is no longer a problem that I can solve on my own. He took a deep breath and began to recite the honorable name of the Hidden Sage in a low voice:

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

As his words fell, a ray of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people poured out from an unknown place, covering the sky like an invisible river, patterning the crimson moonlight that broke through the shadow curtain.

At the same time as the Hidden Sage appeared, streaks of dim light that were not brilliant, not pure, without any color, and seemed to be composed of a massive amount of illusory things fell from the star world, like a waterfall falling from an infinite height, impacting hard. The obstacles created by the Hidden Sage.

After the waterfall-like misty light broke through the barrier of the Hidden Sage, several branches appeared. Some fell in the direction of the Pivot Church, some fell in the extremely polluted river, and fell in the direction of those alienated monsters.

"Guard your star realm, your intervention is not needed here."

An indifferent and cold deep voice sounded in the deep night, seeming to echo in everyone's ears.

The surrounding shadows came to life in an instant, turning into a dark ocean, swallowing up all the dim light falling from the star world without causing a single ripple.

"roar~"

Deep in the sky, an extremely evil roar that pierced the spirit body suddenly sounded. The light of the Hidden Sage covering the sky gradually became stiff and heavy, as if it was bound by invisible constraints.

Through the opening opened by the dim light falling from the star realm just now, Renekton could see a rather vague space where desire was almost condensed into substance.

There, there was a figure hanging upside down on the tree struggling in pain. The almost wailing roar just now was made by him.

Then an arm with a dark and sticky surface that seemed to be flowing with evil liquid reached out from the depths of the spiritual world across a long distance.

With the appearance of this arm, a feeling of extreme evil and madness quickly spread. The surrounding creatures were multiplying crazily, and all the strange praying behaviors came to a standstill for a moment, and then they became even crazier.

A crimson light flashed past, and a figure as hazy as moonlight instantly appeared in front of this extremely evil and crazy arm.

Thick black mist surged out from around him, transforming into vampire bats that were between reality and illusion. These bats flew in the air very regularly, forming crimson shackles that bound the exaggerated arms in front of him. Wrap tightly. These vampire bats were infected with madness the moment they came into contact with this arm full of evil and madness. They would either die suddenly, mutate, or attack their own people.

Similarly, every attack of a vampire bat can absorb the life force from this arm, which can be used to replenish itself and split into new vampire bats.

Viewed from a distance, pieces of red phosphorus are constantly falling from the crimson shackles that bind the extremely crazy and evil arms. The red phosphorus quickly dissipates as soon as it falls, but the crimson shackles seem to grow automatically. , always able to maintain its quantity and length just right.

The Bound God and his evil son also came out. I don't know what deal the two people on the moon made privately. This battlefield is getting more and more chaotic. I don't know what else will happen.

The "Full Moon" Archduke of the blood race seems to be able to temporarily entangle Si'a, but under the influence of the original moon, his state will inevitably slip, and this melee must be ended as soon as possible.

Sighing in his heart, Renekton retracted his gaze from the sky, took a deep breath, and quickly calmed down his mind. Renekton slightly raised his right hand and moved it in mid-air.

Following his movements, a long, dark and illusory river flowed out from an unknown place. It was quiet and quiet, without causing any waves. Anyone would subconsciously ignore it if they didn't deliberately look up.

The long, dark and illusory river falls quietly from the sky, and even the air seems to be experiencing withering, decay and death.

Under Renekton's deliberate control and guidance, the illusory river gradually connected with the real river below, and all the monsters in the river began to decline and die.

The flesh and blood that had been mutated due to the influence of the original moon quickly decayed and withered, weathering into powder.

The headless horseman running wildly on the river suddenly slowed down, and the overlapping illusory figures behind it melted and disappeared into the air.

The dark armor on its body quickly became stained with rust, and continued to expand. Soon, only an empty pair of horse armor and knight armor were left together, as if it had experienced countless years of baptism, and was full of brown. Brown rust stains and holes, large and small.

Silent decay and death spread rapidly around, and the mutated creatures that were whispering madly and praying to the original moon on both sides of the river all stopped, heading towards unstoppable and inevitable death.

While reciting the honorable name of the Hidden Sage in a low voice, Renekton tried to restrain his spirituality and end this mysterious reappearance.

How could this mysterious reappearance suddenly go out of control? The night of the blood moon will lead to spiritual growth, stronger inspiration, and enhanced death. Death is enhanced! The River of Eternal Darkness is trying to exert influence through this mysterious reappearance. Does it want to open another branch?

As soon as his thoughts started to wander, all his perception of the outside world suddenly disappeared, and he fell into a psychedelic state. He seemed to be in an endless wilderness, with countless blurred lights and shadows shaking around him.

Some of them are young people wearing strange clothes, some are ignorant children, some are women with enchanting postures, some are old men with stooped bodies, there are cats and dogs on all fours, and birds are gliding at low altitude, using the grass in the wilderness as an ocean. The swimming fish, the roaring steam train, the airship with unclear paint

"I belong here"

A strange realization flashed through his heart. Before he had time to think about it, Renekton suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if countless information was rushing into his mind in an arrogant manner.

Different from the Hidden Sage's pursuit of knowledge, Renekton felt that the knowledge that was swarming to get into his mind was all alive. They were whispering in his ear relentlessly, trying to get into his mind.

"Shut up!" The intense pain caused Renekton to roar violently.

His ears suddenly became quiet, and there was no longer any swelling and pain in his mind. He felt that the living knowledge had not left, they were still surrounding him, trying to get into his mind, but they suddenly became much more obedient, like The children who suddenly became polite lined up one by one to enter their mind in an orderly manner, and stayed there honestly in the memory partition that belonged to them.

Renekton was stunned for a moment, unable to recover for a moment. Is all this knowledge so obedient?

After being stunned for a moment, he quickly regained his composure. Now was not the time to think about these issues.

As his senses gradually recovered, he realized that the originally out-of-control mysterious reappearance had disappeared. The river below was no longer mutated and corrupted, and at the same time it had no life at all. The surrounding voices praying to the original moon had also become much weaker. It seemed that under the influence of Zeng Qiang's sudden death just now, the short lives of those mutated monsters came to an end.

"Thank you very much for making me feel real death."

"New life and death are so wonderful, I feel like I am one step closer to my great mother!"

Layers of sounds whose origins and details are difficult to distinguish echoed around, like the aggregation of countless tiny murmurs, cold and indifferent, and extremely crazy.

(End of this chapter)