Chapter 672: Walking in the Dust
Old Theon?
Didn’t he disappear since the night of hunting...
But then I thought about it again.
The stuff he did in the pleasure room seemed like his style.
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Buzz! ! !
However, the situation gave no respite at all. The black swords on the other side of the valley were killed, but there were still many, many black swords active in the waking world.
These slender shadows may look vulnerable in front of Xion, but it is another matter if it is someone else facing the black knives. The black knives are probably specially trained by the Golden Law Temple. A team, an affiliated race that lives by killing. Among the many messengers of different races, the black knife is undoubtedly the most threatening. When they move at high speed, they can even turn the body into intangible until you see its cloak next time. When it comes to the hood, its short blade with curves and barbs has already sunk into your chest, tearing your soul apart.
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Half of the Chaos Visionaries were killed in one encounter.
Then one after another their necks were wiped unconsciously.
This team, which seems to be endless, currently has less than thirty people left alive.
This can be regarded as a gap in all aspects of order, civilization, and heritage. What they inherited is a new and immature chaotic vision, and the one they follow is different from the masters of those light pillars in the sky. Also too young.
Visionaries died one after another under the black knife.
In addition, there are other lower-level races that are attached to the golden tree. They carry the blessing of gold and harvest the remaining conscious will in the waking world in various ways beyond human cognition.
Of course, during the fight, they will also be attacked indiscriminately by the crazy old people.
The addition of third-party special forces makes the already terrible battlefield even more chaotic.
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The melody of celestial sounds lingers over this burning land.
The ghostly images in the bloody clouds keep changing when people on the ground are not paying attention.
The order of Gheros has quietly enveloped the waking world at this time, and elements such as chaos and madness have penetrated into the core of the earth like viruses.
As time goes by, it seems that some established rules are being twisted and destroyed, and new rules are emerging.
Those indifferent, dead crops in the sky seemed to have received some kind of call.
For example, the building that Milo had seen before, the huge tower where the girl was entangled and woven with rattan, at a certain moment of trance, it seemed that a broken and sleeping face blinked...
The feeling of coldness rippled across the battlefield.
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The distortion of the existing order is proceeding subtly.
The Dream Gods are able to capture this phenomenon more clearly.
This was Ghroth's ultimate impact on the waking world.
Perhaps everyone’s body and mind are trapped in chaos, maybe as Marty wrapped in sheets said - "All people and gods exist in the most real dream." ".
And now, the owner of the dream was disturbed in his deep sleep.
Gherros is the culprit who disturbs the sweet dreams.
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Once this trend emerged, the messengers of the gods became more and more frantic in besieging the believers of Milo.
It seems that the only solution to this situation is not with Blood Moon Gherros, but with Milo...
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In a one-on-one situation, Milo has tried his best.
Faith is a brand new power to him. He has never really controlled it, and he never even thought he had such a thing, but now he has to rely on this power to fight, just to control it. And using this power has already exhausted all Milo's mind and will.
And it has to be said that the gods' countermeasures worked.
Their messengers have the most decisive method of killing. The souls that are pierced and torn apart by black knives are different from death in the conventional sense. Along with it, what was completely annihilated, or rather plundered, was the faith of the dead Chaos Visionary.
This is completely contrary to the Scarlet Sect’s belief in immortality.
Perhaps over the long years the gods have mastered higher-dimensional methods that are enough to kill faith. Perhaps this is the reason for the decline of Scarlet.
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As for the existing rules being distorted, Milo was naturally aware of it, but he couldn't be distracted at all.
Because natural disasters are swallowing up his power.
A certain page of the book of flesh and blood turned into a bloody mouth that kept biting Milo's will. He could even feel the touch of those broken fangs and disgusting long tongue.
At a certain moment, he seemed to see something passing in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming elemental power of the natural disaster filled Milo's vision.
Only then did he realize that his strength was declining at an extremely terrifying speed.
Because the Chaos Visionaries can no longer stand it.
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“We should do something, right.”
Click——
This is the last law enforcement officer standing in the eastern area of the battlefield.
But soon, metal flowers penetrated from the ground and shattered his limbs from the waist down.
Blood mist mixed with minced meat exploded in the air.
The petals quickly shattered the remaining parts of the law enforcer's body.
The metal material submerged into the ground again, and only after the blood mist and sand slowly emerged the slender shadow of the black knife, and the nightmarish silhouettes of the other subordinate races behind them.
Witnessing all this were the father and son of the Varrocan family, Kang and Finn.
They were supposed to be sent back to Nanwei City, but the city had been blocked by Blood Moon worshipers and collapsed ruins.
The law enforcement officers responsible for sending them back have died tragically in the past few dozen seconds.
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The father and son actually didn't understand the so-called situation. They only knew that Milo, who was at the forefront, was about to die. He was pinned to the ground and bitten by the woman as tall as the mountain, and his followers were being massacred.
Similarly, on the other side of Nanwei City, Emma was also surrounded by malice.
And now they have something very important in their hands.
"I have to do something to help..."
They have been blocked by the black knife in a blind corner. At the end of the field of vision, you can actually see Rebecca and Yan running towards here.
Even Milo, who is unable to protect himself, is trying to find a way to break free from the shackles of the natural disaster and rush to this side.
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“Actually, you know everything, right dad.”
Finn suddenly said something confusing.
In the blood mist ahead, the black knives were walking at a light pace, and the dim light of the short blades in their hands was enough to sting the eyes of the father and son.
Finn raised the weapon buckle in his hand, which had a very simple rune engraved on it.
"Marty said this thing is very crucial."
Kang didn't speak.
In the distance, Yan, Wendigo, and Rebecca were stopped one after another by messengers from other temples. The black knives covered with barbs fell on them like raindrops like raindrops.
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But for the Valrocan father and son, it actually doesn’t matter whether the rescuer can arrive. There is no nervous look on their faces, as if they both know what will happen next. .
"Wait until they get closer."
Kang, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to have made some determination when he saw the buckle.
He took the buckle and a whole series of weapon accessories.
Now that the missing part has been found, this is the complete Testament of Kanamagus.
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And the fact is.
Both father and son have read this will.
The summoning ritual is indispensable to the recitation and testament runes.
The first half has already been completed, with Kang making weapons and Finn's late-night peeping, both of whom are readers of the will.
The second half is very simple.
You only need to install the buckle to the correct position of the chain.
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The moment the metal buckle was revealed, all the messengers of the gods on the battlefield seemed to be drawn by some kind of pull, leaving the ongoing killing and frantically Rush in the direction of the human father and son!
The will of the gods finally knew that the buckle might be the key to Milo breaking the curse, and that was not allowed to happen.
So, almost instantly, the black knives on the entire battlefield disappeared, which meant that they were moving at high speed.
In addition, there are knights with golden blessings and other vassal races of the temple, such as shattuck birds, night dire, and long snakes. They all turned their attacks and surged in like a tidal wave.
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However, no matter how terrifying their power and speed are.
To complete the ceremony, you only need to fasten the metal buckle.
Everything seems to be planned in advance.
If Kang had engraved this rune seal on a bayonet that was difficult to install when modifying the weapon, or if another Marty had stolen something other than this buckle, it would not have been so smooth now.
But the fact is that what is missing is exactly a buckle.
All you need to do is "click" it and buckle it to the chain, it's that simple.
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The messengers of the gods used countless means to isolate themselves from the air.
Including the countless black knives that tore through the air and penetrated it, including curses, including substantial malice, including mental control.
But all spiritual attacks are ineffective against the Varrokan father and son. They have lived with the Dread Devourer for too long.
At this moment, the distance of less than ten meters has become an insurmountable gap for the messengers of the gods.
They try to kill Kang and Finn in various ways.
With no one touching them, Kang and Finn were instantly covered in blood and flesh.
But again, it only takes one simplest action to complete the ritual.
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So no one can catch up.
Either the killer or the rescuer.
Click——
The moment when the metal buckle is pressed onto the chain.
The sand and dust on the ground began to roll, but strangely there was no sound of wind. Except for the crisp sound of the metal buckle being attached, it seemed as if all sounds were completely removed from the rest of the time.
The rolling sand and dust enveloped the entire area.
You can see the shadows of the messengers headed by Black Knife struggling crazily.
However, in the curtain of sand and dust, they could not make a sound like roaring or whining.
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The silent storm dust blocked the path of Rebecca and others.
Yan Ye can hardly take another step forward.
What can be clearly felt is that the patch of sand has been occupied by the will of a higher dimension at this moment, and it is filled with death and the order of death, called "Kwache Utaos".
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No one can remember how long the dust continued to roll.
I only saw it after the dust subsided and receded.
There was a series of footprints on the sand, like a child walking across them.
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No other messengers of the gods who rushed into the storm were left behind, whether they were black swords, knights, or affiliated races.
Of course, just as recorded in the will.
There can only be one summoner left.
(End of this chapter)