Shadow Mist City, Baishi District.
In the distant past, the White Stone District of Superbia was an industrial area named after the processing of white stones. After the industrial relocation about 100 years ago, many factories were demolished, and new buildings were built in the vacated areas, making it the most fashionable area in the capital. The White Stone District in the Shadow Mist City is a barren mountain with no traces of civilization. Gray-white stones and bones are piled up into mountains, surrounding the St. Giles Bell Tower in this area.
"Knight Airandia, I cannot establish contact with the royal capital! Your subordinates seem to have been separated from us... What should we do now?"
Arlandia and Orianna were running along the mountain road. The moment they entered the Shadow Mist City, they were surrounded by countless beasts and phantoms. The Dawn Knight wiped out all the evil spirits with one sword. Orianna held the hilt of the holy sword tightly, feeling very panicked. She knew she didn't need to worry about her safety with the Dawn Knight, but she worried about the rest of her colleagues and the people.
"The leader will go to the palace to guard, and Knight Sara will be responsible for reestablishing contact..." The Dawn Knight thought for a moment and made a decision, "Please go to the palace to provide support. I will rush there after reactivating the barrier."
"Yes! But..." Orianna hesitated, "We need cooperation from both the outside and the inside..."
"The knight on the outside, Yulia, will break out in this direction."
"How do you know?" Orianna asked blankly. It was clear that both parties were unable to contact each other, but the Dawn Knight spoke so confidently.
"Because Mr. Gongsun remembers my patrol route."
Orianna understood that Gongsun Ce was by Yulia's side, and he would definitely give his own advice. But these two people had never communicated before, and no one could have expected that such an unexpected situation would occur. How can they trust each other to make the same decision, and how can they implement each other's thinking logic?
This must be a tacit understanding among smart people like them, at least Orianna couldn't figure it out. "I'll leave now!" She replied hurriedly, turned around with her sword in hand, and prepared to go to the palace according to the Dawn Knight's instructions, but she didn't notice a gray shadow hidden in the rocks.
"..."
The cloaked man lurked quietly, not even taking a breath, just waiting for the opportunity to take action. The two knights talked hurriedly and then parted ways. The Dawn Knight rushed to the bell tower as fast as light, and the Seventh Knight nervously ran with his sword...
continue waiting. The Seventh Knight slew several beasts. continue waiting. The Seventh Knight found a war horse that had been separated from its original owner, and she got on the horse... now!
The cloaked figure floated down from the mountaintop like a piece of rag, blending into the fog with perfect lurking, its movements were ethereal but as fast as thunder. Surprised to find a means of transportation, Orianna did not realize that death fell from the sky. A pair of daggers popped out of the cloak, and the vicious stab hit the seventh knight's head!
Use impermanent law and mind to conceal your actions, and rely on time-honored assassination skills to determine the outcome. It was a perfect strike, and Orianna didn't notice it at all. The cloaked man's knife was so fast that it would take several seconds for her head to roll off her neck, and then the Seventh Knight would realize the fact that he was dead.
There shouldn't be any reason for this sword to miss, but in reality, the sound of metal clashing was heard. The pure white sword suddenly poked out, sending the assassin's dagger flying high into the sky!
"——!"
Orianna turned around in shock and saw the Dawn Knight appearing behind her at some point. A stranger in a cloak was half-kneeling on the mountain road. At this time, Sen Yan's murderous intention was belatedly arrived, and her clothes were wet with cold sweat, and she realized the fact that she had escaped.
"Continue the mission, Knight Orianna."
"Yes, it is!"
Orianna hurriedly drove the horse into a gallop. The power of the Minghua Armor inspired the horse to surpass the fastest racing car. The cloaked man stood up slowly, his voice low and joking: "What a surprise, the majestic Dawn Knight also plays fishing tricks?"
"You are very good at hiding, so I had no choice but to take this step." Alandia raised her sword, "On the night Mr. Gongsun first arrived in the royal capital, you should have been the one to take action."
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You have to talk about evidence, right? Detective? "The cloaked man chuckled, "But you're right, it was me that time..."
The cloak on his body suddenly exploded, and the Dawn Knight slashed out several swords at that moment. He only had time to dodge hastily but failed to save his weapon.
The assassin's appearance was revealed in the flying pieces of cloth. He was tall and thin, wearing gray tights and a clown mask with a crying face to hide his true appearance. Deep red lines spread on his clothes, like blood stains. The assassin pulled out two new daggers from his waist, and the sharp blades reflected the clown's embarrassed cry.
"Famous detective of Superbia, the Dust Order greets you!"
The assassin laughed loudly and fully unleashed the power entrusted to him. The stench and turbid blood extended from behind him, turning into a blood-stained dirty alley. A thin ghost figure stood deep in the dark alley, holding a butcher knife and looking gloomy.
"The director created the world. The Phantom of His Heart·Killing Cain!"
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In the Shadow Mist City, corresponding to the direction of the Blue Church District, the resurrected mage Roninlus grabbed his cane and stood alone in front of the alienated museum. A delicate greeting came from in front of him. The voice was artificial and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.
"The Resurrection Mage of the Museum, the Order of Dust greets you."
Roninlus frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The enemy's identity is as strange as his voice. Standing in front of the old man was an actor wearing a full mask, a scarlet robe, and black fake nails on his index fingers. He was evil and gorgeous, like a bloody dancer in a carnival.
Roninlus couldn't see its true form, and the actor's mask had no facial features, just an oval mirror. The mirror actor raised his head slightly, and the old mage's face was reflected in the mirror.
"You don't know my identity, but I know you very well. Ah, Roninlus Reclu, a lonely and weird old man. He hates the existence of others, is afraid of false interactions, and would not hesitate to bring the dead back to life. Poor person who opens his heart! You are like those antiques. One day no one cares about you anymore and you will pass away in the dark."
The old mage stroked his beard but did not get angry.
"You are a young brat." He said with conviction. "You are arrogant and self-righteous. You dare to stand up and point fingers at me because of the support of others. Indeed, I don't want to waste my energy on garbage. I hate you especially. There are always people who think they can do whatever they want...
And I am happy to teach them the lessons they deserve. "
The mirror actor was calm on the surface, but secretly he was nervous. The atmosphere of the battlefield has changed, and the invisible pressure has solidified the air. If you don't really take action at this time, you will be affected. The mirror-faced man crossed his hands in front of his chest and spoke in a muddy voice that was difficult to distinguish: "Director Chuangjie. The Phantom of His Heart: Mammon of Greed."
Deep purple power emerged behind the Mirror Man, turning into a terrifying monster with an ugly appearance. The monster had two heads, both of which were eagle heads. One proudly looked up to the sky, while the other peered darkly at the earth. The two-headed monster wears a king-like white robe and has an ugly huge mouth in its belly. The huge mouth opened, sending out endless suction, trying to greedily swallow up everything.
The old mage faced the beast of greed head-on. The strong wind blew his robe and beard, but it failed to make the old man move even an inch. He raised his staff and shouted in a loud voice: "Reversing life and death, absorbing the soul and calming the spirit. Spiritual phase·Creation of the world, the hub of the return of living souls!"
The real world of creation appears. Roninlus' world is a deserted cemetery, with gray tombstones standing quietly in the wilderness. Combs, helmets, mirrors and other objects are placed in front of the graves, like relics of the dead. Invisible ghosts hovered over the graveyard, floating and chatting like real living people. When they saw the existence of the greedy monster, they hurriedly screamed and hid in the grave.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" a ghost dressed as a student screamed, "Guys, come and help Roninlus!"
The belongings of the deceased all flew up and were buried in the graves. The next moment, the battlefield shook and the earth shook. Countless dead people pushed open their coffins and crawled out of the earth to help their old friends. The museum behind the old mage rumbled, and the entire building and its countless collections came to life. The power of living creatures made them reincarnate from the dead, becoming giants comparable to the mythical Titans. Museum transformed into a giant
Staring at the ant-like greedy beast, he roared loudly.
"How dare you say that I have a withdrawn personality?" The old mage hit his staff hard, "Fuck you! Forty years ago, who didn't know that I was the most popular and talented man in the royal city, and that all my best friends were waiting for me in the grave? !」
"... I take it back. It seems that you were quite popular in the past." The mirror actor tapped his helmet with his nails, "I have to work harder to be able to play with you."
The mirror was suddenly dyed red with blood, and a vicious curse struck Roninlus. The old mage quickly used magic to break the curse, and the mirror actor and the greedy beast Mammon attacked together. Behind them appeared all kinds of gold and silver treasures, authority and beauty. That is the condensation of desire, the world of greed!
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"What desire drives you to attack the Kingdom. And what foolishness drives you to put it into practice!"
Anne Morton stood in front of the alienated palace, dressed in fine clothes and wearing a crown. Her world has already unfolded. It is a blue ocean and cross islands, warships and majestic palaces, and an arsenal displaying swords, armor, scepters and other treasures. It is the epitome of a country's glorious history, and it is the power that the Lord of the Kingdom has passed down from generation to generation. Empty phase·creation world, omnipotent authority·sacred kingdom.
The man with a high crown and white clothes floated in the air like a ghost, jokingly singing: "Avenge the blood of the wronged souls, and dare to change the kingdom~!"
Situ Yi did not expand his own world. He stood in the queen's creation method like an ordinary person, pulling out silk threads with only his hands and controlling a group of crude puppets. Those puppets were about the size of ordinary people, and each one was convulsing like an epileptic, and uttering weird "help" in common language: "Help, the king kill me! Help, the king kill me!"
Is it Situ Yi's psychological weapon? Or some kind of specific curse spell? The victory or defeat of the World Creation Envoy has never been in a hurry, so the Queen decided to test it first. "Holy Judgment!" A scepter floated out of her world, and the thunder and lightning of judgment struck from the crystal on the handle of the staff.
"Ah! The king is furious!" Situ Yi retreated in panic, controlling the puppets to protect himself from disaster. "I was killed!" "What a cruel woman!" "Someone save me!" The puppets were struck by lightning and fell down one after another exuding the smell of the lake.
This was most likely a spell that used the cause and effect of the attack. Queen Anne pulled off a cloak and opened her defense with weapons that fixed the concept of sacredness. But the expected counter-curse never came, and the actor just looked at the miserable condition of the puppets and cried bitterly.
How is this going? Even though the queen is well-informed, she still doesn't understand what this person's idea of creating a world is.
Generally speaking, the battle of the World Creation Magus will start from two aspects, one is the battle of the world in a wide range, and the other is the battle of the ontology of the unfolding world. The constant principles that maintain the world can only be fully exerted in their own world, and will be heavily suppressed in other people's worlds. Therefore, when they really fight, they must expand their inner world to go all out.
Both parties who have entered the Creation Realm have infinitely broad minds, and it is difficult to distinguish them in terms of pure output. Being at war solely with the world itself would make the battle never-ending. It is the fastest and best way to indirectly damage the strength of the world by injuring the body of the Wounded Wizard. Therefore, the Wounded Wizard incorporates characteristics into his attacks, and the best among them even sublimate the characteristics into power, using the most powerful blow as a means of resolving the battle.
But right now Situ Yi did nothing. He didn't expand the world, let alone exert his power. He was suppressed by the power of the Holy Kingdom and couldn't move. He just collapsed on the ground holding the puppet and cried out: "Kill my best friends, kill my relatives, I We are at odds with the tyrant!"
The Queen became increasingly unhappy, causing swords and spears to fly out like rain from the Holy Kingdom, and bursts of divine thunder crashing down. The pressure of the royal power shrouded in a halo, like a shackle falling on Situ Yi's head. A blow that embodies the concept of domination, if it hits directly, is enough to knock down a world-level opponent.
However, countless weapons and weapons passed him by, and divine thunder struck the ground. Situ Yi obviously did nothing, but he avoided most of the attacks. One of the charred puppets suddenly jumped up, letting the halo of royal power wrap around him, and said with a smile: "I'm not dead! I'm not dead! But some special traits invade me, but they can't hurt me!"
"--disappointing."
A strange voice suddenly sounded, and Queen Anne was on alert. The halo of royal power is broken
, a young hand stretched out from the side and crushed it into pieces as easily as crushing a bamboo tube. A third person appeared on the battlefield, but no one noticed his arrival.
Situ Yi frowned and whined: "It's not time yet, you shouldn't go on stage!"
"I want to try my hand at the descendants of the dragon-slaying hero, but I can't help myself."
It was a young boy, dressed in black, with an arrogance in his eyes that was inconsistent with his age. He looked at the Queen like a teacher looking at an underperforming student.
"The inheritance from generation to generation has made the mind mottled, and the desire to create everything has turned into the pressure of rule. The great power of the dragon-slaying heroes in the past will only be the same after a thousand years." He stood with his hands behind his hands, and there was regret in his words, "No wonder Skeleton King Morton wants to watch the knights duel, he knows that you can't protect this kingdom."
"I wonder who you are?"
The scepter flew back to the queen's hand, and she spared no effort to move the world with all her strength. The sacred kingdom is surrounded by heavy pressure on the children in black, and the weakest blow among them is enough to suppress the manifested magician even weaker than a mortal; the divine soldiers from the arsenal are dispatched, and a giant hammer strikes with a sacred concept, like a god A punishing blow can destroy a city in an instant.
"Can you use a sword?" Lord Yinlu didn't answer, but asked a question.
He stood still and stretched his hand to the side. Situ Yi stood up with a smile, bowed exaggeratedly, and presented a long sword. A souvenir sold at a street stall, it was uncut and even had a trademark on the hilt. This isn't even a weapon, it's just a toy. Lord Yinlu grabbed the toy sword and swung it lightly. The blunt sword hit the giant hammer and smashed the city-destroying blow to pieces!
"I like the Silver Light Sword Code of your kingdom very much. This is the swordsmanship that protects order. The sword path is majestic, the sword's intention is correct, and it has the sharpness of battlefield conquest between the wide opening and closing. This is a truth that the so-called Jianghu sects in the empire cannot understand. Now in Morton, I will fight you with your own Kaitian Technique."
The Lord of Hidden Law raised his sword and moved, and the black figure turned into a phantom on the spot. That was an illusion caused by the excessively fast movement speed. The suppression of the world seemed to him to have never existed. He used a handful of scrap metal to defeat the divine soldiers, and casually broke through the divine thunder and fire. He was like a peerless warrior who single-handedly killed the enemy army. However, what he knocked down was not a mortal soldier, but a world-creating magic weapon. The technique of using. Each of his moves contains unimaginable "principles", and the power that is integrated into his body after understanding is enough to break through the magical power of the World Creation Envoy!
In an instant, the distance between the two shortened to three meters, and Queen Anne could even see the cold light in his eyes.
"You have the intention to kill a thief, but you are unable to save yourself. If you are so incompetent...what kind of king can you be?"
As expected, the Lord of the Hidden Law used wide-open and wide-open sword moves. He picked up the scrap iron sword with both hands and slashed it out with a spinning motion. The "Sweeping the Army" in the Silver Light Sword Code is a heavy sword that sweeps away the enemy with one man's bravery!
Queen Anne was not afraid at all, and smiled at the young man: "To be a king, you don't have to be good at slaying dragons, there will be brave men who will do it for you..."
"——To be a king, you don't have to be brave and good at fighting. You have your own knights to go into battle!"
There was a loud sound of wind between the breaths, and a gray-black long sword flew from a distance, cutting the scrap iron sword into two. Lord Yinlu retreated, and the master of the long sword stepped in front of the queen. Without looking at the enemy, he sheathed his sword and saluted the king.
"You are frightened, Your Majesty."
"No problem, my knight." The queen smiled, "Fight with me."
"yes!"
McCullough Wright turned around with his sword in hand, facing the mysterious smile of his superior Situ Yi. The man in the top hat and white clothes stopped doing funny tricks. He stood behind the Yinlu Lord and bowed: "There has been a change in Baishi. Please rush to help."
"Then this place will be returned to you, Wuxiang."
The boy in black disappeared into the fog, disappearing as if he never existed. The leader of the Dust Troupe moved his hands together, controlled the puppets and sang in harmony: "Welcome, old knight! The Dust Cult greets you, the grand stage is for you! Come on, let us lift the curtain..."
"Profile Stage·Integrity Duel Ground."
Four crystal-like transparent walls appeared out of thin air, changing the environment in just a flash. In the blink of an eye, the three of them were in an oval-shaped duel field. Black stones were used to mark the positions and boundaries of the dueling parties on the ground. Countless dummies cheered and cheered in the stands surrounding Gao Lei.
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The Bell Tower Palace in the foggy city did not disappear. All the strange scenes were pulled away like mist. They rolled up like a tangible gas and were sucked into a small crystal ball, like a street vending machine. glass ball house. Situ Yi casually tossed the ball into the bottomless dark sky, like a stage device that no longer needed the scenery.
Queen Anne's sacred kingdom is still there, but it cannot be expanded. Instead, it is solidified into pieces of cardboard-like scenery, standing behind her and the old leader like stage decoration. Queen Anne remained calm on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil.
Such an astonishing method made her feel a little worried. Even when she was approached by the child in black, she never panicked because the man was strong and simple and direct, but Situ Yi was as strange as a ghost. She looked at her knight. Old McCullough was as still as a mountain, standing still with his long sword. His back was steady and reassuring.
"This is... the power of "theater". Can it be so easily used before the world has even begun?" McCollough scratched his gray hair, "You are not yet forty years old, right? You are worthy of being a disciple of the Imperial Academy. Whenever I see a young man like you, I feel that I am really old."
Situ Yi laughed: "Young heroes are dashing, old people are the pillars, how can they be superior to each other?"
"Old people worry too much and they can't be free and unrestrained." McCollough said sadly. "They have to remember today's schedule, think about this month's entertainment, think about the future of their descendants and their own retirement life, and miscellaneous things. He looks messy and messy like a bad old man, how can he be as comfortable as a student..."
"Remember the romantic days?" Situ Yi raised his finger and manipulated the puppet. Unknowingly, the puppets also changed their appearance, transforming from crude creations into knights in black armor and black helmets. They rode out on their war horses to challenge the old knight. Thirteen black-armored knights rode their horses with thunderous sound and formed like an army.
But their weapons failed to engage the knight, and they did not even come close to him. They stopped midway and stood frozen together with the horses.
"Although you are happy when you are a student, you still need to learn. When you were in Imperial College, you also studied the empire's sages and great principles. Why did you do such unsavory things after you left school?"
Knight McCollough sighed.
The slight disturbance in the air caused a piece of black debris to float from the tip of the spear of the leading black knight. The color was extremely dark, like the ash left by burned firewood. It was as if the first domino in the array was pushed down, and the trivial change triggered the consequences of drastic changes. In an instant, the thirteen knights disappeared from the world, including their horses and men, and disappeared silently into ashes on the ground.
The cheers and applause suddenly stopped, and there was silence in the duel arena. Situ Yi raised his eyes and said slowly, "Just follow your heart."
"But you followed your heart and innocent people were tortured. How can this be tolerated? I think people must have something to insist on in this world, such as law, morality, chivalry..."
The old knight raised his sword: "There is also justice."
His sword is unremarkable and is the most common standard knight long sword. Every member of the knight order has such a weapon, which is awarded to him on the day he joins the order as proof of his status as a knight. At this moment, a ray of golden light flashed on the blade of the long sword. It was not the magic of the sword, but the fire in the eyes of the sword holder.
There was a fire burning, coming from the inside of the scorched holy fire armor, and from the body of the sword-wielding knight. The glorious holy fire flowed down his arm into the sword body, and in just a moment it turned into a sky full of light. McCollough put on a polite smile and slowly talked about his oath and the right path he swore to defend.
"In the long night, women do evil things. Evil is arrogant, and kindness is hopeless.
Burn my body and soul to defend the right path. The dark night is always bright, and the holy fire shines brightly! "
The knight swung his sword and roared angrily, and golden flames swept across the sky, splitting the entire framed stage with a sword. The theater was torn apart, the frames were burned, and the elaborate duel venue turned into a sea of fire in an instant. The old knight burned his power wantonly, but could not see any picture of the world in his heart, only the golden fire generated within his body.
"Silent Phase: Boundary Breaking. Soul-Burning Holy Fire!"
The old knight was furious and stepped forward with unparalleled bravery, swinging his sword at the evil spirit with the awareness that both jade and stone would be destroyed. He is no longer the good-tempered old man, nor the old man who is sometimes confused. he is king of all
The leader of the Kingdom Knights, the protector of the Royal Capital, and the sword of the Kingdom that has terrorized the world in the past half century. He is "The Shining One" McCullough, one of the only two realm-breaking mages in the world, a knight of justice who has transformed into firewood!
