"attack!"

Hearing the chief's words, Derek froze, then instinctively opened his arms.

During this process, his vision suddenly became blurred, and a sound of depression to the extreme was made in his throat.

A ball of light filled with sacred flames descended from the air, engulfing the figures of "Dark Angel" Sasril and Colin Iliad at the same time.

Before the light burst, Derek pulled his arm back, and condensed a white and pure "dark gun" in his palm.

In the crackling sound, the spear of light passed through the sacred flame and hit the evil spirit's head exactly.

The bright, dazzling light burst out and completely covered the area. Even Klein, who was closing his crazy thoughts, was too close to escape, and couldn't help closing his eyes and twisting his face. Another "spirit worm" is evaporating, and it feels that the connection between the "blasphemous slate" and the "real creator" erosive force has not yet been completely established has been purified.

In the place where there seemed to be a rising sun, the figure of the "dark angel" Sussier appeared faintly, twisted and swayed in the white glow and sacred flames, faded and melted.

Then, the shadows covering the walls, stone pillars, and floor tiles began to disintegrate, revealing inch after inch of orange-red light.

Hidden in the giant king's residence, the palace that coexists with the real world finally lost its power to continue and no longer isolate the outside influence.

This also means that the special evil spirit that has lost contact with the "Chaos of the Sea" is truly purified.

Just when the Shadow Palace began to collapse and was not completely disintegrated, invisible forces finally penetrated the barrier, descended a little, and the degree of activation of the eroded parts gathered in Klein's body suddenly increased!

They protruded from Klein's chest and turned into a mass of dark flesh.

The flesh immediately broke away from Klein's body, cut off all intangible connections with him, quickly grew and grew into a shadowy hand, and followed the illusion of light between himself and the first "Blasphemy Stone" "Grabbed at that item.

At the same time, in the dream world of "God War Remains", in front of the projection of the giant king's residence.

Amon, wearing a pointed soft hat and a classical black robe, was sitting on a tall gray and white railing, facing away from the orange road separating the sea of ​​clouds, and looking at the gray-blue door studded with golden nails.

Suddenly, he straightened the monocle on his right eye, easily jumped down the handrail, and came to the door projected by the giant Wang's residence.

"The power of the" Chaos of Chaos "has begun to fade, and you can use the bug to go straight in ..." Amon smiled to himself, stretched out his right hand, and pressed on the projection of the gate.

His figure softened and lost his sense of reality, and the light "flowed" into the door.

…………

Beckland, somewhere on the battlefield.

With short brown hair and dark green eyes, Creste Sesimah knelt down on one knee and inserted a pure white bone sword less than one meter in front of her to support herself.

He has holes with blackened edges and cracks through his body. His teeth have been raised one by one, becoming sharp, like beasts.

The "night watchman" senior deacon who began to blur his consciousness moved his eyes away from the weak enemies not far away and cast himself into the sky.

The orange-red dusk has partially penetrated the deep night.

Creste Cesim tried hard to pull out the bone sword, get up to fight, and perform the last duties of a night watchman, but his arm was shaking violently, and his breathing became weak.

In the astral realm, there is endless tranquility and darkness covered with plants such as moon flowers and night herbs.

Suddenly, orange rays of light shone into this country, bringing parts of the area back to dusk, letting flowers and grasses wither and die.

In the lonely dusk, a huge mountain-like figure came out. His limbs were long, wearing silver armor full of ruin, his face was covered by his face armor, only a faint orange light was exposed.

He held an exaggerated sword in his hand, letting the tip hang down naturally, touching the dark "ground".

As the horrible giant walked forward step by step, the long sword kept dragging in the darkness, splitting the ground and freezing at dusk.

In the dark, the same large figure floated out dragging a long giant sickle.

He wore a layered but uncomplicated dark black dress dotted with countless brilliance, like the starry night inlaid.

Between his ribs and his waist, two arms each grew, and the surface was covered with short dark hair.

In his six hands, two were holding the heavy black giant sickle, two were holding a crimson "moon", one was empty, and the other was holding a gold-made ancient ornament.

The shape of the ornament is a slender bird, surrounded by pale flames of wings, and its bronze eyes are layered with light, as if forming one door after another.

For such a scene, the giant was not surprised at all, and the steps forward were getting faster and faster, gradually approaching the charge.

The long sword he dragged in the darkness and dusk rubbed around, sparking a little bit of clear morning light.

At this time, the moon flower and night vanilla on the other side suddenly increased and grew wildly, and soon became equivalent to the trees that have survived for thousands of years in the virgin forest, densely covering the sky.

Among these trees, a dark green vine is entwined, and various figures decorated with herbs and flowers stand out.

He is also as huge as a mountain, stature-rich, fluttering in a skirt and holding an unreal baby.

Immediately after the figure came, it followed the twilight giant and half-floated and approached the human wolf dragging the dark giant sickle.

…………

In the palace where the shadow gradually disintegrated, although the erosion part broke away by itself, so that Klein no longer had to worry about the hidden dangers in this area, but this was equivalent to directly cutting away many of his "spirit bugs", making him still unable to bear There was a low inhaling sound, and one twisted transparent worm with a mysterious pattern crawling out of the twisted face, and the spirit was like a lake thrown into a boulder, which was difficult to calm down for a while.

At this moment, he was covered with pain in the blood-stained eyes, showing a familiar figure.

It was Amon, a "time angel" wearing monocles and a pointed soft hat.

Amon smiled at him, scared that he had to turn his head on the spot and return directly to "Yuanbao".

Although this is a little sorry for "Sun" Drake, but Klein felt that when he reached the "source castle", with angel-level power, he had the opportunity to save the other party. After all, external influences can already be exerted here.

But after a short while, the "Angel of Time" cast his gaze on the gray "Blasphemy Slate" and the shadow giant that was getting stronger as the "Sleeping Land" disintegrated.

Amon immediately raised her right hand and adjusted the monocle in the lower right eye.

The crystal-polished monocle suddenly became dim, as if made of countless colors, which is difficult to describe in detail.

In front of Amon, a phantom, horrible, slightly rippling "ocean" emerged.

This "Blasphemy" has released some kind of power or cohesion that he stole from somewhere!

The blasphemy stone vibrated suddenly, making a buzzing sound, as if alive.

It broke free of the unsteady unreal "light" that remained between it and the shadow giant, and threw it into Amon!

This saw Klein's eyes just barely recovering from the pain in fear, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The first "Blasphemy Stone" did not choose the "real creator" of the "upside down" approach, and went to the "time angel" of the "stealer" approach!

After a moment of drowsiness, Klein vaguely understood the truth:

Amon's body wandered in the land abandoned by God for thousands of years, entered Chernobyl, and searched for the history of the Second Age and even before the First Age. There must be some wandering on the edge of the "Chaotic Sea", Dangerous research, "stealing" to a certain special, at this time, he only used this special release to attract "blasphemy slate."

Simply put, the angel king has been preparing for this for a long time, and the "real creator" cannot yet fully come down, and must wait for the "sleeping place" of the "dark angel" to completely collapse.

The question is, why did Amon steal the first blasphemy? He was useless ... He couldn't even turn to the "audience", "reader", "tyrant", "sun" and "upside down" paths! Is it just for fun? When the gods and brothers were plotting this "blasphemous slate", they suddenly stepped in and stole and ran away? But isn't it more important for him to grab me? While fascinated by Amon's purpose, Klein stepped back quietly, and opened his eyes wide, trying to peep at the surface of the gray slate, trying to write down the potion formula he needed.

"Sequence 1: The Secret Waiter ..." As soon as the corresponding text came into his eyes, Amon reached out his left hand, grabbed the "Blasphemy Slab", and then turned around sharply and pressed his right hand The grey-blue door was covered with a small amount of shadow.

The figure wearing a pointed soft hat and a classical black robe disappeared immediately, disappeared directly through the door.

The shadow giant that Klein's eroded part continually collapsed in the "Sleeping Land" swelled rapidly, eventually turning into a black shadow, chasing Amon and rushing out of the closed door.

In the next second, all the shadows disappeared, and the orange glow illuminated the palace where the giant king once lived.

In front of the iron black throne, on the steps shining in the dusk, Colin Iliad appeared.

He was wearing tattered silver armor, showing his face with a lot of old scars, sitting quietly like a fighter who ended the last war.

His two Dawn Straight Swords have been broken into pieces, his breath has disappeared, but Klein can feel that his will and spirit are still left, and he is reluctant to just completely disperse.

Seeing this scene, Derek under the steps saw his eyes red, rushed forward, and stumbled, unlike a demigod.

He quickly crouched beside Colin Iliad and whispered:

"chief……"