Transcendent Dawn

Conceptually, death and bad luck... are equivalent to the spirit world, and they are relatively safe ritual objects.

Of course, if there is an extremely powerful and authoritative god in that field, it is still possible to use this influence.

During the singing, Sean's eyes gradually blurred.

Immediately, he saw scenes after scenes.

...

It was a wild animal-like crowd in a certain city who fell into madness, killing and biting each other.

It was a scene outside a farm where panicked captives were tied to sacrificial pillars and their eyes were taken alive.

It was a telegram he saw in the cubicle, and the words of Connordel City were bleeding like color.

...

"These things...may have happened in the past, may be happening now, or may happen in the future...every picture represents a ceremony suitable for the [Emperor of Evil]'s promotion? Isn't that too much?"

At this moment, even Xiao En, who was plagued by bad luck, was shocked by the result.

"Wait a minute... The result of the revelation may be false or confusing... It may not be true. Perhaps, these three clues point to the same thing in the end..."

Sean made an understanding based on his own mystical knowledge.

Rubbing his chin with the thumb of his left hand, he breathed out silently: "I originally wanted to do this mission after I was promoted, but it seems... I still have to go to Connordel City first."

After making a decision, Sean prepared to put away the divination tools, and at the same time pack those lovely gold and silver utensils.

At this moment, his intuition felt something was wrong.

At some point, a ray of bright moonlight had penetrated through the curtains and entered the room.

In the bright and clear moonlight, a large number of rust marks appeared on the walls of the house, the curtains were damaged, bright red was about to drip, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Those desks, sofas, beds and chairs... all seem to have their own life, restlessly restless, and some of them have cracks on the surface, and densely packed teeth or eyes emerge.

More importantly, the entire room was mysteriously 'closed'.

"Is this... the infiltration and invasion of the power of the spirit world?"

Sean looked serious.

All divination is to interact with the dream world.

And the power there is very unstable, and there is a possibility of being used by the gods!

"Ms. Yue?! Are you still unwilling to let me go?"

Sean gave a wry smile, instinctively thinking that his action of hunting Bronn had attracted the attention of this existence.

And when he was doing divination, even if he was very careful, he was still caught by the gods with a trace, and came down with malice!

In fact, he didn't know at all that this was a random disaster caused by someone, which greatly increased the importance Ms. Yue attached to him.

Otherwise, no god would care so much about a fifth-tier professional, even if the other party hunted and killed the president of the Black Death Club!

"Law... open the door!"

Sean came to the door and grabbed the handle with his right hand.

On his head, a heavy crown emerged.

This is a magical item he harvested in the ruins of the [Emperor of Evil] - the 'Crown of Evil'!

It can effectively increase his various abilities and give the enemy bad luck.

But Sean turned around vigorously and found that the door still couldn't be opened.

This means that with the power of the 'Crown of Evil', he still can't break the blockade of this area!

Not only that, a strange cold feeling has spread from the handle, along the skin of his hand to the elbow, arm, and chest.

"Damn..."

Xiao En looked at the back of his hand, and saw that there were tiny bumps of meat on it, forming a pattern of a half crescent moon!

This is the emblem of Lady Moon!

In his mind, there was an extra voice.

"Hey... why don't you surrender to Ms. Yue?"

"You are the darling of doom! And doom does not belong to the light, it tends to the realm of death!"

"Surrender to Him, and you will gain everything!"

"Break those old rules,

Indulge your desires completely...you will get a brand new life..."

...

"Do not!"

Sean suppressed the second personality in his body in horror.

At the same time, his mind was also thinking about ways to save himself.

"Sure enough, it's the pollution of the gods... I can't last long... no... why can I last until now?"

"It seems that as recorded in the dossier, Ms. Yue seldom descends into an incarnation in the Federation, and the transmission of power is the limit...Is he afraid of Ms. Guanghui?"

"But...I simply can't leave here now, let alone ask the church for help."

"Only the gods... can fight against the gods!"

He smiled wryly, and his expression gradually became firm: "Sulu...don't lie to me, but...there is no better way."

At this time, if you pray to the righteous gods, they may not be able to hear or respond, because the 'attention' is not enough!

The same is true for other evil gods, and they are worse choices than righteous gods.

Xiao En found that the only remaining choice for him was the hidden existence named 'Spirit Lord'.

After all, that was Sulu, an agent on the ground, equivalent to the personal promise of the Pope of the Church! This means that the hidden existence has already set its sights on him, as long as he prays, he will definitely get a response!

Sean looked forward, and in the mirror opposite, he saw his 'other' self.

The other party's expression was indifferent, with moon patterns painted on his face, and he was staring at him greedily.

"It can't be done, we must act now."

Sean held his head and prayed intermittently in a low and hoarse voice:

"The traveler of the endless world, the spiritual... asylum, the lord of the spiritual world... I pray to you, begging you to help me out of this predicament!"

At this moment, colorful brilliance suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes.

He seemed to see a majestic figure with a blurry face and colorful lights behind him.

Boom!

Xiao En suddenly felt that the closed space was broken, the coldness in his body was quickly dissipating, and the voice of the second personality was also suppressed to the limit.

boom!

He slammed into the door, knocked the door open and escaped.

After walking out of the room polluted by the spirit world, Xiao En didn't dare to stay, and immediately started the teleportation.

His figure quickly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in the outskirts of the city, in a black maple forest.

"Huh... fortunately."

Sean patted his chest, feeling as if he had escaped from death.

But at the next moment, his face collapsed again: "Sure enough...have I been watched by the 'Spirit Lord'?"

After thinking about it, he pretended to pray and thanked the 'Spirit Lord' for his rescue.

The next moment, a brilliance exploded in front of his eyes again, forming a line of ancient Hebrew words:

"Follow the will in your heart and go to the place where bad luck gathers to advance!"

"This... is this an oracle?!"

Sean's eyes widened.