Chapter 678 Dagon’s Nightmare
Shortly after Byron and Tresur formally signed the armistice.
The Natural Sect, the Council of Generosity, and the Madman School successively sent out their own elite teams of extraordinary beings to help Cuisul attack Beelzebub's top military officials, department heads, and even the Rose royal family's nobles.
Even with the help of the Hailing Regiment and the Historical and Ritual Association, the Beelzebub Kingdom still suffered a heavy blow and was retreating steadily.
When the Church of the Seven Gods encircled and suppressed King Cang under the order of Emperor Andre the Great, they were counterattacked and suffered heavy losses. Neither the Generous Council nor the Madman School participated, and their strength was well preserved.
Although of the two major churches that supported Drisul the most, the Church of the Sun was in decline. All the senior members of the Church of the Moon were forced to turn into vessels of Martyr Father pollution, lost control and turned into monsters, and were later hunted down one by one by Lady Silence.
But now, coupled with the flourishing Nature Sect and Dawn Church, Cuisul has once again become the most powerful force on the continent in this era.
The morale of the imperial army was high, and Cuisul's counterattack was quite fierce, pushing the front all the way through the war zone to the border of the Beelzebub Kingdom.
Anna and her brother Arnold each rode a tall horse and stayed side by side on a hill, looking into the distance.
At the end of the field of vision, endless high walls were built on the backs of mountains, like a natural barrier, blocking the attack of the imperial army.
"Brother, we will win this battle of the century, right?"
Anna tilted her head and asked.
Arnold faced the sun and smiled brightly.
"Of course."
"I really hope I can see that day..."
Anna's eyes showed longing, and the corners of her mouth also raised.
Suddenly, at this moment.
Six figures suddenly emerged from the air, each wearing a fully enclosed knight's plate armor with rose carvings. They all waved their swords and slashed towards Anna and Arnold.
However, the Arnold brother and sister remained calm and calm.
Buzz!
Five golden beams of light instantly blocked the two of them, and the Bathing Light Saint Guard stepped forward, holding a cross sword made of light, to block the attack.
"The Wandering Knights, six Petal Knights... Unfortunately, His Highness Arnold has already guessed your plan!"
An old voice came.
Saint Assolon of the Church of the Sun came in the form of light, and beside him were two other Saints of the Sun.
The three of them spread their arms together and instantly dragged the battlefield into the spiritual world.
The Wandering Knights, the Bathing Light Holy Guards, and the Saints of the Church of the Sun all disappeared.
On the hill, only the Arnold brother and sister were left.
"It seems that Beelzebub has indeed been cornered. He has sent out all the remaining high-ranking combat forces under his command just to assassinate us."
Anna sneered.
Arnold shook his head.
"It's just a desperate move... Rather than being slowly swallowed up, it's better to give it a try. As long as we can be killed, Trisur's offensive will collapse accordingly."
"As expected of the 'Hot Sun' of the past, you risked your life just to draw out Beelzebub's remaining high-ranking combat power and kill him all... It's a pity that you have lost your status and strength, and you are just an ordinary person now."< br>
At this time, a voice suddenly appeared.
McNeill, the president of the History and Ceremony Association, was wearing a light brown suit and stood in front of the two tall horses with an indifferent expression, raising his hand to grab them.
"You are too confident if you dare to go to the front line to supervise the battle..."
But the next moment.
A square stone platform "grew" out of the hill, lifting the Arnold brothers and sisters to a high place, and a beam of light shone straight on McNeil.
The latter couldn't help but stopped, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"If you don't do this, how can you lure you out? Mr. McNeil?"
Arnold sat on his horse and looked down with a smile.
McNeil narrowed his eyes.
He soon saw three figures slowly appearing outside the light pillar, a white-haired old man, a bald man and a familiar lady.
Astonishingly, they were the two Archbishops, Pope Floy and Carmen Martin.
"Church of Dawn, three demigods..."
Although McNeil was plotted, he remained calm.
This is just an incarnation of Him.
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."
Floy's ethereal voice said calmly.
"Hundreds of thousands of extraordinary undead legions, led by the Dawn Church, have entered Beelzebub from the spiritual world... By then, the History and Ceremony Association and the Hailing Regiment will kill each one on sight. You will not No need exists anymore.”
McNeil's eyes twitched.
Hearing Floy continue to say:
"You ran away before the outcome of the last fight was decided... It doesn't matter. This time, with the gift from King Cang, Archbishop Carmen's 'divination scroll' will definitely find your location... I hope you can still run. ”
"Damn..."
McNeil became more and more frightened as he listened.
However, before it was his turn to say harsh words, the golden light pillar that imprisoned him suddenly closed, and the incomparable mythical fire instantly annihilated his incarnation.
In the territory of Beelzebub, the royal city of Solidat.
In the main hall of the Obsidian Palace, Rose King Mansfield convened the top leaders of the major forces for a meeting.
"Your Majesty, the 'Hand of Bailey' joined the Hailing Regiment some time ago. This will be a secret weapon for us. If used properly, it will play an unexpected role..."
McNeil was listening to the advice of the new chief of the Hailing Regiment, a male deep-sea demigod, when he suddenly frowned.
A trace of pain and madness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to his original state.
"My avatar is destroyed..."
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Boom——
Eastern city of Beelzebub, Strauss.
Violent explosions are happening everywhere.
The crowd fled in terror, screaming and screaming.
Some extraordinary beings wearing blue robes and dark green vests ran for their lives as if they had encountered something terrifying.
However, slender shadows followed closely behind, extending like tentacles on the ground, walls and even in mid-air, quickly engulfing them.
"Kill all the members of the Hand of Berlier, leaving no one behind."
Speaker Azgierro, wearing a gray robe, walked slowly on the street and spoke calmly.
"Yes, Speaker."
Members of the Generous Parliament responded one after another.
A few blocks away, under a dilapidated building in a slum.
A woman with flaxen hair and a ponytail was sitting against the wall, her eyes staring somewhere, as if waiting for something.
"Irina, calm down, you need a chance... As long as you kill one more contestant, you can get a gift from His Majesty Dagon, thus completing your accumulation and starting to be promoted to a high position... By then, your chances of winning the 'Honor Carnival' will be even better Big, you are the final winner! Get the supreme gift from Poseidon!”
The woman encouraged herself silently.
Soon, a burst of rapid and chaotic footsteps came.
Irina looked up and saw a woman covered in blood and seriously injured staggering into the slum.
The other party was also wearing the unique clothing of "Hand of Berlier".
Irina's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she immediately restrained herself.
Bloodthirsty excitement flashed across her face. After taking a few deep breaths, she quietly stood up and walked towards the seriously injured woman.
As if sensing something, the other party suddenly stopped and turned around, with a shocked expression on his blood-stained face.
"Contestants..."
As she said that, her expression suddenly changed.
"Hey! Listen! The Council of Generosity is sweeping this city, and all the extraordinary people standing on this land are their targets... Even if you kill me, you can't escape, let alone win the so-called 'Carnival' 'Victory? ”
"Ignorance."
Irina said coldly.
She suddenly dodged forward, her palms covered with fish scales came together, and her sharp nails were like sharp blades, instantly piercing the opponent's left chest and cutting open the heart.
Pfft——
This woman was indeed seriously injured. She didn't even have the strength to dodge. After being hit by Irina, she collapsed in her arms.
"You...you damn paper, I curse you to die badly."
The woman's eyes widened, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, her expression twisted in pain, and she said ferociously.
Irina turned coldly and pushed with her backhand.
Immediately, with a swipe of his palm, the opponent was directly beheaded.
The body plopped down in a pool of blood.
Irina glanced down, picked up the mysterious substance that the other party had separated out, suppressed the joy and excitement in her heart, turned around, and fled at an extremely fast speed.
She found an uninhabited dilapidated house, jumped up to the third floor, entered one of the rooms, leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.
"The great king of deep divers, the seabed deeper than the abyss, the seeker of Bailiye, His Majesty Dagon... Contestant Irina, I sincerely request your presence."
Irina prayed silently.
Soon, a wave of sleep came over me.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself on the dilapidated and dark bay beach again, with the tide still roaring.
In the distance, the sea is rough, the sky is dark, and there is lightning and thunder.
On the square stone pillar standing in the sea, the fish-headed giant clung to it.
"Well done, Irina..."
Dagon's voice still sounded like rolling thunder throughout the bay.
"There are nine contestants in the 'Honor Carnival', and now there are only three left: you, Lucy and Boone... Go and kill them, you will be the ultimate winner."
As he spoke, the giant fishman raised a big hand.
The invisible power of myth descends, and the salty sea breeze blows.
Irina immediately discovered that her mysterious accumulation increased rapidly, reaching an extremely deep level in just a few breaths.
The only thing left to reach a high-ranking saint is the promotion ceremony.
“Thank you, Your Majesty Dagon, for the gift!”
Irina knelt on the ground with her head close to the beach and thanked her respectfully.
Dagon’s indifferent voice continued:
"Irina, what you need to pay attention to is that the other two contestants are in a very special state and are in a very dangerous position. You must-"
Suddenly.
There was a terrifying roar in Irina's ears.
"Damn!!"
It's the roar of Dagon's crown.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Irina even heard a hint of fear in this roar.
She looked up and saw the most unforgettable scene in her life.
In the distance, on the ancient square stone pillar on the sea surface, Dagon leaned back in shock and anger. Above his head, there was a figure wearing pale tattered robes, tearing the boundary of this dream. Lean in——
That was a man wearing a rusty iron crown and long, messy pale hair!
His expression was neither happy nor sad, and his eyes were half closed.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Dagon's crown!
Irina felt her eyes sting, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"King Cang!!!"
Dagon's roar was like thunder.
And Irina's consciousness blurred, and she suddenly woke up from her dream.
"Oh——"
She stood up suddenly, gasping for air, a look of horror on her face.
In the silent and dilapidated room, the only sound was his own heavy and rapid breathing.
Your Majesty the Great Dagon...
He was attacked by another angel!
King Cang...
It's the King of Blue Clothes, Jack Spate!
The terrifying existence that killed Emperor Andrei!
It took Irina a long time to calm down her frightened mood. At this time, she became uneasy.
Dagon’s crown has not yet finished his final warning.
What does that mean...
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Continent of the Sun, Sea of Mist in the Far East.
The seabed of tens of thousands of meters is lightless, profound and silent...
Rumble——
There was a dull burst of air.
A giant black shadow dived at an extremely fast speed and swam toward the deeper sea floor, sprinkling thick green-ink mythical blood along the way.
The blood droplets did not spread when they met the water. Instead, they were like round and plump pearls, slowly sinking... Many giant monsters wandering in the deep sea, after touching these blood droplets, either festered and rotted in a few breaths, and transformed. It becomes a pool of pus, or undergoes severe distortion.
In this abyss-like seabed, the sea pressure can instantly crush steel. With the level of technology on the Sun Continent, no conventional means can reach such a deep water... But these can't stop the speed of that huge black shadow at all. action.
"Garcia, where do you want to go?"
An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in Dagon's mind.
A hundred meters behind him, a figure in ragged blue robes was chasing after him at a high speed.
Dagon didn't even look back and swam desperately into the water.
Whoosh!
The ragged blue robe twisted and condensed into one point.
The next second it bloomed from the side of the giant fish man.
Under the rusty iron crown, the pale hair was dancing in the water, and the eyes were half-opened on a man's face that was as perfect as a work of art.
"The island has sunk. As the king of deep divers, won't you accompany him?"
The ivory white carved cross sword in his hand cut through the sea water, stabbed straight into the body of the fish-headed giant, cut through the extremely hard fish scales, and penetrated through the abdomen!
Dagon howled miserably.
He waved his webbed claws, condensing a lightning strike, and slapped his backhand.
Boom! !
The lightless sea suddenly becomes bright.
The twisted electric python seemed to bloom in solidified amber.
However, Cang Wang had already avoided it in a flash.
Taking this opportunity, Dagon rolled his body, his whole body was like a streamlined thunder and lightning, swaying and diving, and swam thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye.
Blood beads like streamers were splashed all the way...
Dagon was extremely frightened.
He is a majestic Deep Sea God, a Sequence 1 [Dream Octopus], but he is being chased here by a Sequence 2 Angel... What is even more incomprehensible is that even if he fights head-on, it is difficult for him to compete with him.
Not only is the opponent's physical quality almost the same as mine, but by virtue of his authority and sequence ability, he is also able to erase traces of his own existence at will.
In the competition for power and position, Dagon was completely at a disadvantage.
How to fight when both eyes are black?
After only a brief confrontation before, he judged that he had little chance of winning, so he quickly ran away.
After the last battle in Tianyuan, Dagon did not dare to underestimate King Cang.
This time, I was even more afraid of him.
Avoid its edge!
Never get entangled!
When the final winner is decided at the "Carnival of Honor" under the crown of Sebastian Pardo, then it will be the day of King Cang's death...
Dagon Garcia kept warning himself in his heart that he could not look back or be entangled by King Cang, otherwise he would definitely be the one who died!
However, Destiny Path is a master of the space stage. With teleportation, Dagon cannot distance himself at all...
After diving all the way to the bottom of the sea of 100,000 meters, he suffered seven or eight swords from King Cang.
If it weren't for Dagon's rough skin and thick flesh, he would have become a dead fish long ago.
In the end, almost madly, He took his last breath, dragged his seriously injured body, and got into an ancient ruin entrenched on the seabed.
What a majestic building complex that is...
Chen Lun stared at the ruins.
It should be said that it is not a wonder that humans can build at all.
The city complex is quite ancient and huge, but now, only the ruins of the walls are left standing on the rock formations on the seabed. Each wall or building debris is engraved with ancient writing, which is a language older than the Nita writing. .
At least, Chen Lun failed to recognize it.
He stayed above the "Lost City" and did not continue to pursue it, because his spiritual intuition warned him that it would be dangerous to continue approaching.
Chen Lun looked at Dagon's figure expressionlessly, and finally disappeared behind the buildings of the Lost City.
He really didn't expect that Dagon's vitality would be so tenacious.
It's even thicker than Mr. Gudao's "blood bar".
'Forget it, the crystal has been planted. Garcia took seven or eight blows from me. Even if he is not dead, he will be disabled. He will not be able to show up and move again for tens or hundreds of years...'
Chen Lun regained his original human form and couldn't help but think to himself.
It’s also a pity.
At this time, a square door suddenly appeared next to him. The bronze door panel was engraved with a relief of ouroboros.
The door slowly opened from the inside out, and Oscar walked out wearing a black retro robe, a top hat, and a mustache.
"Jack."
The other party smiled and the voice sounded in Chen Lun's mind.
This is the "thought transmission" of the destiny path.
"Mr. Oscar, is this your true identity?"
Chen Lun seemed to have noticed something, and also used "thought transmission" to communicate with him.
Oscar nodded, his expression slightly serious.
"My body has always been here, guarding the seal left by Mr. Clough... It was a wise choice for you not to pursue it rashly, because Sebastian Pardo, the eternal sleeper, is sleeping in this lost city, Aba Siye'among."
“It turns out that this is ‘Abasiya’…”
Chen Lun frowned slightly.
During his exploration of the outer continent, he could often hear this word.
Among the nine empires, the "state religion" of the Ripple Empire is called the "Abbasiya Order", which believes in the "Lord of Abbasiya", who is actually the Eternal Sleeper.
"Even I have only been guarding outside the Lost City in these years and have never entered Abbasiya...because once I get close, I will most likely be forcibly dragged into the deepest part of the dream world by the power of the Eternal Sleeper."
A message came from Oscar.
"There is not only the body of the clay man there, but also the remnants of the old 'eternal nightmare' that are parasitic in the body of the eternal sleeper, which is quite dangerous."
"No wonder Dagon fled here..."
Chen Lun sneered.
"He expected that I would not dare to pursue him."
Oscar nodded and said with relief:
"Let him live for a while first. When you become a god, there will be many ways to kill him."
Chen Lun thought for a while and then asked Oscar:
"Dagon has been severely injured by me. Will he enter the dream world if he wants to sleep?"
Oscar raised his eyebrows, as if he had guessed something.
He nodded again.
"Nine times out of ten, it will be, because the dream world is ultimately a dream of the eternal sleeper. There, Dagon will be in a very safe situation, and at the same time he can absorb the power of the sea god, thereby recovering his injuries and strength faster."
After hearing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but grin.
Oscar glanced at him, seeming to read some ill intentions from that smile.
"What are you going to do?"
"Add something to the dreams of the eternal sleeper."
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Go through the unguarded "Sleeping Gate" again.
Chen Lun walked down the 699 steps and stood on the last step without entering the dream world.
He stood there, looking at the scene ahead that was almost the same as a fairyland, and slowly raised his hand.
In the palm of his hand, a crystal cube kept spinning.
'Want a good night's sleep? ’
Chen Lun gave a faint smile and threw the [Boundless and Unreachable] in his palm. The bright crystal cube sank into the dream world and fell in the dark forest not far away.
With a bang, it crashed into a towering tree and turned into dust... Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, the entire tree was covered with crystals and turned into a pale tree-like sculpture.
The green clothes are constantly spreading to all directions, eroding the earth and vegetation wantonly.
Everything within sight is rapidly fading away from its original color.
It's like the paint on the painting has been washed away, leaving only pale lines.
‘Even if it’s a dream, it’s a nightmare about King Cang. ’
Chen Lun seemed to be still angry.
This time he raised his hands, and two crystal cubes appeared again in his left and right palms.
"Go."
Chen Lun waved his hand.
The two crystal cubes flew further away.
"Not enough!"
Chen Lun consumed the massive physical strength accumulated in "Nian Jing", drove his own mythical power, and once again condensed five or six crystal cubes, and delivered his "gift" to the dream world for free.
Bang! Bang!
Bang bang bang bang!
Just listen to the crisp sound, and the bright pale dust blooms like fireworks.
The entire colorful dream world seemed to have been infected by a virus. The living creatures stiffened and withered in the pale color, and everything was developing towards death...
Suddenly, Chen Lun felt a strong warning from his spiritual intuition.
He sneered.
He clapped his hands, turned around and disappeared.
The next second.
An old man covered in a ragged cloak, holding a crutch with a worn package attached, appeared at the entrance to the dream world.
He was covered in dim light and looked around.
Finally, a hoarse groan came from the cloak.
A long while.
His figure disappeared again.
It seems that he doesn’t intend to care about this matter...
Deep in the dream world.
The vast starry sky of nothingness.
Under the high wall where the top cannot be seen, a man with a naked upper body and disheveled hair is sitting against the wall.
His body was covered with sword wounds, and the wounds were covered with crystals.
Under the messy hair, the man's face was expressionless.
He raised his hand, scratched open the wound roughly, took out the flesh and blood infected by the crystal, and threw it away casually.
But the next second, more crystals grew at a faster rate from the bloody wound.
"King Cang..."
Feeling that his own power was being swallowed up and eroded bit by bit by this crystal, Dagon's eyes flashed with deep fear, and he gritted his teeth and growled.
I don't know how much time passed, but the man frowned.
He seemed to notice something and stood up slowly.
Looking at the end of the starry sky, the floating continent is turning pale at an increasing speed.
Dagon was stunned.
He lowered his head again and looked at the wounds on his body.
That fear gradually turned into fear...
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