Chapter 335 Devouring
The ring-shaped brand constructed of seven colors then fell on the corner of Jilan's sight.
Juxtaposed with the beautiful number "722".
The shape is a circle with a six-pointed star embedded in it, unique to the Theosophical Spiral, with a scepter pattern in the center. What was particularly special was the phantom of a simple wooden wheel, with a skeleton in a crucifixion-like shape nailed in the wheel.
‘The kingdom brand of Aldin Higgins, the fifth-level “brilliant” level long-lasting person and master of soul science! ’
Ji Lan was shocked and extremely happy.
The next second is available.
Boom! !
The steel chariot he was in suddenly trembled and made a clanging sound.
I saw the white-haired old man raising his head, his face quickly shrinking, turning into a mummy-like form. In his empty eye sockets, he cast deep malice towards Ji Lan.
"Can't stop, can't stop..."
A cold and hoarse voice came from the old man's mouth.
“Once you stop, it’s all over.”
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!”
“You deserve to die!!!”
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The old man's mouth split open and he let out a horrifying roar.
Hissing——
The head, arms and chest tore apart on their own, with dirty blood-stained chains connected in the middle. The hands kept squirming and turned into high-speed rotations. saw blade with sharp iron hook.
Crash!
The iron chains made a friction sound, and the iron hooks snaked and moved, like an iron-gray python heading towards Jilan!
Gillan raised the hammer of justice and struck out with his hand.
Dang! !
A ferocious force actually knocked the transformed Jilan away.
Whoosh - swoosh!
The iron chain followed closely and wrapped around one of Gilan's arms with lightning speed, locking it.
Immediately, a terrifying soul power spread along the chain, instantly hitting the depths of Gilan's soul, causing his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices to bleed.
The pain Jilan endured at this moment could make an average person die of pain. Even if a level 3 mystic was hit like this, his consciousness would be lost on the spot.
Next second.
The ferocious saw blade rotating at high speed fell down!
Woo——
At this moment, the high-hanging superego thought calmly and quickly came up with a response plan.
In Jilan's other hand that could still move, the Hammer of Justice swung and turned into a gray flower basket cross sword in the burst of colored light.
He drew his sword with one hand, leaving an afterimage of a six-pointed star in mid-air.
匌——
Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang! !
The sword blade flashed with a mysterious rhythm and collided with the saw blade twelve times in an instant, sparks flying everywhere.
When the saw blade landed on Jilan's shoulder, its rotation speed had already slowed down, and it only scratched Jilan's skin.
The sword blade turned and burst out with high-temperature green flames.
Dang! !
The chain was cut off by Jilan's sword.
The fracture burned red and smoke came out.
Jilan stepped on it, and the sewage flowing in the drainage channel exploded into a circle several meters in diameter, splashing up a high curtain of water.
And his figure jumped back, and in the blink of an eye he was tens of meters away from the chariot.
Seeing him running away, the nightmare guard who looked like a white-haired old man was furious and restarted the chariot.
Rumble——
The ferocious wheel hub rotated rapidly, and the chariot rolled over the ditch with a huge sense of pressure and crashed directly towards Jilan.
At this moment.
Ding!
A penetrating clang sounded, echoing throughout the sewer, even overshadowing the rumbling noise of the chariot.
‘Ten minutes are up. ’
Ji Lan secretly thought.
Reno, who was the keeper of the lamp outside, flicked the clear lamp with his finger, and the crisp sound penetrated the nightmare air and entered this nightmare.
‘Beautiful, leave. ’
He called in his heart.
Wow——
The chariot that had rushed in front of him seemed to turn into a phantom, passing through Jilan's body and disappearing without a trace.
"Mr. Gillan!"
Mavie shouted with concern.
Jilan turned around and saw everyone watching him intently.
He took steps forward and came to the crowd.
"How is the situation?" Ms. Teresa asked in a deep voice. "Have you found the core of the nightmare?"
Others also looked at him with concern.
"Yes, I found it. The core is the wooden wheel on the guard's back, which has been destroyed by me."
Gilan nodded and said.
Everyone, including Ms. Teresa, was startled and stunned.
Destroyed...
That’s it again!
Mr. Gillan once again single-handedly destroyed the nightmare core during his advance investigation!
The rest of the gravedigger team’s guides can be considered qualified if they can survive during the exploration. If they can further find the core location, it will be a great achievement.
However, when it comes to Mr. Gillan, finding and destroying the core alone seems to have become the norm.
But the problem is...
What they are dealing with now is the "Level 2 Nightmare Monument" left by a fifth-level long-term master!
The core of the nightmare was solved so calmly and calmly by Mr. Gillan alone!
Looks of shock appeared on everyone's faces one after another, and their eyes were full of joy.
“That’s great!” Maiev’s cheeks flushed with excitement, and she couldn’t help but smile: “Mr. Gillan, you are still so reliable!”
"I didn't expect that you could easily find and destroy even the core of the 'Second Level Nightmare Monument'..."
Ms. Teresa sighed with emotion.
"Jilan, you have been a great help. Except for you and me, the rest of the team members are only at level 3. If we face the Nightmare Guard at its full strength, it may be difficult to compete."
" After this trip, Chairman Parra will probably transfer you to other groups as the person in charge."
As she spoke, the gray-haired lady did not hesitate to praise and appreciate you.
Jilan just shook his head at this, and under the admiring eyes of everyone, he revealed the information about the nightmare in the monument:
“It is a sewer scene, the environment is a bit dark and cramped, and the space for movement is limited. The image of the guard is a steel chariot that will gallop through the aisles... Its destructive power is extremely strong, and it is recommended not to be crushed head-on."
"In addition, there is a person on top of the main body of the chariot. The half-length old man's arms will turn into chains, saw blades and iron hooks. His speed and strength are very terrifying, at least reaching the average level of level 4."
"The most important point is that the guard's attacks are intense. The soul damage...even if it is damaged, it will be reflected back to the attacker through soul means."
"This..." The tall Muguer's mouth opened in shock, his face serious, "So. Difficult? ”
Everyone also looked shocked.
Kaya put one hand on her waist, flipped up her ponytail with the other hand, and sighed in a deep voice:
"It is worthy of being a 'Level 2 Nightmare Monument'... No, I should say , It is indeed Master Aldin’s nightmare.”
“The difficulty is indeed extremely high!”
Everyone couldn’t help but look at the blond young man again.
Noticing the calm expression on the other party's face, I secretly admired him.
Fighting such a strong guard alone, Mr. Gillan destroyed its core in ten minutes and woke up unscathed! Haldane and the other four secret sect reservists looked at each other and said nothing, but they all saw the shock on each other's faces.
Although they are not gravediggers, they are all familiar with the Nightmare Monument. Having been in the mysterious field for many years, and reaching level 3 step by step, who wouldn't know how terrifying it is...
What's more, it is the nightmare monument of a level 5 soul master and a great magician.
Haldane looked at Buweig and Haridan for some unknown reason. The two of them noticed his gaze, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and turned their heads silently.
When they first arrived, the two of them had conflicts with Mr. Gillan because they refused to accept the assignment... Now it seems that they are like clowns who overestimate their capabilities.
The other party has such terrifying strength. If they were more grumpy, they might be killed on the spot!
"Mr. Gillan, do you want to take a rest?"
Ms. Teresa asked with concern.
After learning about the nightmare situation in the monument, she knew that it would be quite difficult for her, a level 4 who was not good at actual combat, to lead several level 3 people in.
There may even be irreparable casualties.
So, Gilan has become an indispensable part.
"Well, let's rest for five minutes."
Gilan did not refuse, and nodded.
It wasn't that he was injured or tired, but just to be on the safe side, he planned to immediately devour and absorb the kingdom brand he had just obtained to gain stronger strength.
“Is five minutes enough?” Ms. Teresa raised her hand and looked at her watch. After a slight hesitation, she said, “How about resting for half an hour and wait until you regain your strength.”
"No need." Jilan waved his hand. "The sooner you eradicate this nightmare monument, the sooner you will feel at ease."
Hearing this, everyone was immediately impressed.
Gilan glanced at the few aborigines standing around doing nothing, walked to the other side and sat down on the big rock, closing his eyes.
He controlled his consciousness to sink rapidly.
With just one breath, I fell asleep sitting down.
Gilan came to his spiritual kingdom.
Under the black night, he walked briskly along the stone path, passing by wooden pile street lamps and pentagonal wall clocks, and entered the open-air stone palace.
The Cross Sword bonfire is still there, and five spiral stone pillars of different lengths, like five fingers, stand around the bonfire.
However, on the stone pillars, except for the "Mad King" who sat on the throne where "Thumb" was sitting like a sculpture, the other seats were empty.
No one from the secret society "Hand of Dawn" came.
Gilan wasted no time and walked straight to the Cross Sword bonfire, raising his hand to call out Master Aldin's fifth-level kingdom brand.
Buzz!
The colorful mysterious brand is like an entity, spinning around on the palm of his hand. At the same time, it continues to emit dazzling light as it rotates.
"Go." Jilan threw his hand.
The colored brand flew straight into the bonfire.
Suddenly, the flame seemed to be replenished with powerful fuel, and it suddenly burned violently.
Bear! !
The bonfire formed a spiral pillar of fire, rising into the sky like a fire tornado!
The height of the pillar of fire was far higher than before, even reaching twenty or thirty meters, almost illuminating the entire spiritual island.
The blazing temperature radiated around, and at that moment, everything Jilan could see seemed to turn into a golden-red color.
He felt a very obvious feedback.
A special power generated after swallowing Master Aldin's fifth-level kingdom brand.
The "Mad King" seemed to feel the call of his soul and slowly stood up from the throne.
An inexplicable wind blew by, raising his scarlet cloak and making a hunting sound.
Crack...
Crack.
On the "Mad King"'s gray stone armor, which was covered with reliefs and patterns, there were actually pieces of pale skeleton decoration.
A skeletal hand emerged from the pauldrons on both shoulders, grasping and clasping the shoulders.
The chest is symmetrically distributed between the sternum and ribs.
Including the surfaces of the elbow pads, knee pads and shin armor, the corresponding bone parts also emerge.
The most obvious thing is that from the collar to the neck guard of the "Crazy King", staggered and everted fangs sprouted from the gray stone armor!
It looks like a white fur collar, or like the ruff collar of a medieval aristocrat, but it looks more ferocious and oppressive.
Bear!
In the center of the crown on the head of the "Mad King", a skull the size of an egg appeared, grinning ferociously, and two tiny wisps of green fire ignited in the hollow eye sockets.
"The power of the wheel, the crown of the soul."
Iros slowly raised his head and hissed.
He held his ashram high.
Next second.
Click, click, click!
I saw that the square-headed stone hammer further expanded, like a whole tombstone.
There is also a wooden ring embedded on the top of the hammer head. The exposed half of the wooden wheel is inlaid with triangular saw blades on the edge. The inner ring is covered with dense ancient Xilu characters, all of which praise August Sichen's "mourning". Hymn to Our Lady.
Jilan witnessed the changes in "Mad King" Iros throughout the whole process and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
He knew that he had become stronger again.
But this time, it was not just the stability of his mind that was improved...
Under the influence of "Banlan", he also gained a new ability exclusive to the "player" essence, and its name is ——
'Heart comes. ’
Jilan secretly thought.
His deep gaze reflected the firelight, and a trace of shock and expectation flashed in his eyes.
This new ability is very powerful.
No, it should be said that it is ridiculously strong!
But on the contrary, the consumption after opening is huge!
With his current physical and mental strength, he can only maintain it for 30 seconds.
Once the time exceeds, it will cause double damage to Gilan's own body and mind, and even leave extremely serious sequelae.
The characteristics of this ability reminded Jilan of his gaming experience in his previous life.
‘This new ability… may be more appropriately called “Scaling Up”. ’
He smiled and secretly complained.
The spiral fire pillar that shot straight into the sky slowly sank, and the fire gradually became smaller, allowing the Cross Sword Bonfire to return to its original state.
Jilan took a deep breath.
‘Another trump card, good! ’
…
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The nameless island surrounded by a sea of blood is silent under the night.
The moonlight fell, making the island seem to be covered with a layer of gauze.
The back side of the island.
A medium-sized whaling ship docked slowly, and more than a dozen figures jumped from it and landed on the beach.
These people are all dressed in brown-red nun robes, lined with white linen shirts, and wearing hoods, with only a few strands of long hair exposed.
One of them, with bright and pretty features and a somewhat reserved and nervous expression, is Aurora Laurie, a member of the "Hand of Dawn" secret society and the "Middle Finger" Red Sparrow.
“Vice President Alida, what do you need me to do next?”
Aurora took two steps forward, followed closely behind the leading nun, and asked cautiously.
"You are a trainee sent by the 'Holy Sisters' to our 'Steel Maiden Order'. You don't need to participate in the actual battle. You can just follow and watch the whole process."
Being called Alida, who is the vice-president, is a woman with a cold appearance and indifferent eyes.
His mouth and nose are covered by a steel mask, and he speaks ventriloquism.
(End of this chapter)