The will of the black humanoid gradually takes over Pleasant's spirit. At this moment, in his sight, countless white light spots of different sizes shine in the empty spiritual sea. These white light spots symbolize the prayers and supplications of believers, but Because the prohibitive seal set up within Inrigus nearly cut off all information from his consciousness, he had not responded to these white light spots for a long time.
Of course, the current situation is different from the past ten years. Because Riggs's internal seal has been reduced, and the Grand Duke Rogge who set the seal is restricted to the extreme north by the great speaker of the Canglan Congress, he has no time to deal with it. Riggs' seal situation.
He can completely use the leakage of the seal to briefly bring the differentiated consciousness to the blood body where the blood connection has been strengthened and has lost consciousness, and respond to these red light spots symbolizing prayer through the spiritual sea of the current body.
And in fact He did exactly that.
Use the short period of time when the blood connection is strengthened to quickly become familiar with and control this body, and quickly absorb a certain amount of nutrients to maintain the body's operation.
Invade the spirit of the current body with the divided will, find the prayer light belonging to the current greedy archbishop of the fallen sect, Jerlend Seifer, and convey the message to the other party.
Everything went according to his plan.
That's how it should be.
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"Pleasant? Pleasant, Pleasant!"
"Do you have a bubble in your head? You won't wake up even if I call you like this?"
Pleasant felt like he was trapped in a hazy black mist, and his body was wrapped in countless black tentacles with tiny fluff.
He was unconscious, and there seemed to be a voice calling his name all the time.
"Plisson! You little bastard, give it to me. If you die, we will all be doomed."
In a daze, he felt a slender hand suddenly pull him away from the surroundings of these weird tentacles, and quickly escape from the scope of the black mist. As the hazy black mist gradually faded, his groggy consciousness began to change. Gotta get clear...
.......
"How could something like this appear in the human spirit sea!"
"The 'old, divine fluctuations still remain..."
"The spiritual brand condensed by the remnants of divinity in the center of the divine court returns to the spatial particles of the divine ruins..." The consciousness condensed into a vague black human shape raised its head and looked up at the eternity that suddenly appeared in the spiritual sea. Core Brand, his vague face also became vaguely ferocious as the core light shone.
"...Also, it seems to have become troublesome and complicated."
The black humanoid consciousness turned into a stream, trying to quickly reach the huge golden light point hanging above the spiritual sea that belonged to a saint.
That is the point of prayer for the current Greedy Archbishop Jerlend.
But as soon as he came into contact with this golden light spot, a strong energy came out from the core mark and he quickly bounced away.
On the core brand surface hanging high above the spiritual sea, a huge pillar with countless scarlet eyes emerged. Densely packed light spots surrounded the four sides of the pillar, and the eyes on the pillar seemed to be constantly moving along with these surrounding light spots.
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The consciousness condensed into a black human form suddenly exploded for some unknown reason. Countless strange insects with crow heads scattered from the completely shattered black human form. But the moment they landed on the spiritual sea, they emanated from that pillar. The invisible power released instantly completely wiped out these ugly bugs from the spiritual sea.
"...Are you not dead yet?" The black humanoid figure with only half of its body left looked up at the huge branch, and the incomplete body of his conscious body was disappearing at an extremely fast speed.
The pillar with countless eyes did not respond in any way, but the colors emitted by the light spots surrounding it began to dim.
"Ma, you've crossed a line."
"The new era is coming to an end. Those trapped here cannot survive alone..."
This was the last words left by the black humanoid consciousness after it completely disappeared in the spiritual sea.
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Now, in Geffen Island.
The black substance condensed into a human form suddenly became limp, and the human form that was originally maintained softly turned into one, completely paralyzed on the ground.
Countless black insects with crow heads slowly crawled out of the stuffing that became like mud.
These fluffy black bugs crawled forward for a few steps and then began to turn gray. Their tiny bodies continued to break until they turned into dust.
And in the pile of mud formed by black filling, a pale young man gradually emerged from the package of black material.
A small purple crystal lay quietly on the young man's chest. Against the surrounding black material, the faint purple light seemed particularly shining.
Pleasant slowly opened his eyes, and the blurry world gradually became clearer. He felt that he had had a long, long dream.
He reached out his hand to grab something, but in the end it dropped weakly.
Pleasant was so paralyzed that it was difficult to even move his arms, let alone stand up.
He twisted his head with difficulty and looked at Zhou, but he only saw shriveled old corpses on the ground.
"Pasha?"
Pleasant noticed the shriveled female corpse next to him, whose identity could be identified from the tattered clothing and the captain's hat that fell to the ground.
The completely destroyed "Manic Thunderfire" is next to Pasha's body. It seems that the barrel is broken and it can no longer make any sound.
"How did she die? The body... why did it become like this?" Plisson was a little confused about the situation in front of him. He only remembered that he was vaguely shot by this gun, and then his consciousness fell into a coma. , completely unaware of what happened next.
"Where did that bastard Konas go?" Plisson looked carefully around the corpses again, but in the end he still didn't find the body of his former swordsmanship teacher.
"These corpses should be from the boat that Pasha brought, but it seems that not all of them are there. There should be others in other places. No, I have to get up and see what's going on in other places."
Pleasant struggled to get up, but failed after several attempts, so he had to give up temporarily.
"Are the pebbles on my chest... the pebbles found in that giant spider's body?" Plisson, who repeatedly tried to get up, discovered the purple crystal placed on his body, which was glowing faintly. The purple spar stands out against the surrounding environment. And unlike before, Pleasant could feel a very obvious extraordinary wave on this crystal at this moment, which had never happened before.
Pleasant struggled to move his left hand close to the purple crystal placed on his body. The moment his fingers touched it, an indescribable warm current flowed into Pleasant's body. This warm current It stabilized the extraordinary power in Pleasant's body that had exploded due to his recent promotion, and effectively alleviated the current limp state of his body and the paralysis of his joints.
Pleasant pulled the clothes hanging on his body that were extremely damaged by the fire bullets, and put the purple crystal that exuded extraordinary power fluctuations into his trouser pocket.
Pleasant, who was finally able to move normally, stood up and picked up Kuang, which was almost integrated into the black material, and then turned to look blankly at the corpses around him. Here, his mind was filled with unknowns and doubts.
"Just...what happened?"
Like the despicable savior
Feeling sad and happy
