"The collapse of these Marks of Darkness will cause the mental pollution stored by the members of the Blade of Night to be shunted to the believers of Lady of the Night. Can the communication network withstand such a large amount of mental pollution?"
Wang Yu asked Siege and Aviya beside him.
"Such a large amount of spiritual pollution pouring into the prayer communication network will definitely have a huge impact. Fortunately, the number of followers of Lady of the Night is now much larger than before, and the number of times they can be diverted has also increased."
"So, I pray that the communication network will not collapse due to this, but the mental pollution stored in the Mark of Darkness is enough to directly destroy a person's soul. Even if it is reduced several times, it will not have no impact."
Aviya stared at the tree projection of the night sky that Ms. Night embodied for several people present, and said solemnly.
The strange colors spreading on the tree of the night sky represent spiritual pollution. At this moment, these spiritual pollutions from the Mark of Darkness are spreading rapidly, invading the souls of the followers of the Lady of the Night through the prayer communication network.
"Unfortunate things have come together. The old gods have resurrected, and spiritual pollution has erupted. This is really great luck."
Wang Yu stared at the dark palm protruding from the dark surface of the Night Sky Tree, and muttered through gritted teeth.
"Huh? How about this? Temporarily cut off the contact with other believers and let all the mental pollution pour into the resurrected existence."
With an idea, Wang Yu suddenly came up with a plan, which sounded as random as ever.
"It seems... there is no problem. Spiritual pollution is different from ordinary things. They will invade the souls of intelligent creatures independently. Therefore, if you cut off contact with other believers, these spiritual pollutions will go to the only remaining place through the prayer communication network. go."
Zig paused for a moment before confirming Wang Yu's idea with some hesitation.
"Then this is better than doing nothing."
Wang Yu waved his hand and looked at Ms. Heiye.
Ms. Night nodded and controlled the "operating system" she created based on the "void programming" Wang Yu taught her, indirectly controlling the night sky tree.
Under the order of the person with the highest authority, the Night Sky Tree temporarily cut off the connection between Lady of the Night and all believers, except for the part where the hand of darkness had reached out and was no longer controlled by Lady of the Night.
As a result, the spiritual pollution that flowed into the prayer communication network, without being able to be diverted to the believers of Lady of the Night, poured into the area where the hand of darkness protruded, and gradually disappeared.
"These mental contaminations disappear."
Ms. Heiye said to Wang Yu and others.
"No, that's not right, it's not that they disappeared, it's that their existence was obscured, invisible, unheard, untouchable, unperceivable...forgotten by the world, and the outward manifestation is disappearance."
Sieg corrected Lady Night's statement aloud.
"After connecting the Mark of Darkness with the resurgent darkness, I figured out how this thing works. Wang Yu, do you still remember the prison at the bottom of the Abyss? The power below should be this thing. Heaven The same goes for the Mark of Darkness."
Sieg told how this resurrected power appeared and was used in the Kingdom of Arestle.
"That prison used to imprison void creatures? It can store the mark of mental pollution... So that's the case, no wonder the lowest level of the Fallen One will be forgotten and cease to exist, and the Mark of Darkness of the Sky can also cause mental pollution. Neutralize and store."
The information about those things in his memory was recalled by Wang Yu. Under Siege's prompting, Wang Yu also realized the essence of the resuscitation power. It was the same as what Ms. Night said, nothingness, oblivion, and an absolute that was further than her power. change.
"What Schrödinger's cat, what quantum superposition state..."
Wang Yu knocked on his head. Things were a bit messy. He had to think carefully about what to do next. Why was the power of this resurrected god used by the human kingdom? Can this power be disposed of?
"But if this power really makes the existence of things become uncertain, then wouldn't it be over if we just give it an observation?"
Based on his half-baked knowledge of science, Wang Yu thought of something he could do, which was to see what was in the area on the Night Sky Tree that was obscured by the resurgent dark power.
"Ms. Darkness, can you open a small crack in the void? I will try to put the power of the chariot into the dark area of the Night Sky Tree to see what is going on there."
Wang Yu told Ms. Night about his plan and winked at the girl. Aviya understood it and cast the spell of perfect fractal, forming a magic lens on Wang Yu's eyes.
"OK."
Lady Night immediately agreed, mobilized her power, and opened a small crack in the void, allowing Wang Yu to throw his power into the void and touch the tree of the night sky.
Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, and the power of the chariot spread out, entering the void through the cracks in the void, and probed into the area covered by the dark power of nothingness. Also carried by the power of the chariot was Aviya's The spell on Wang Yu was perfectly fractal.
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"who are you!?"
Eamon was startled by the sudden appearance of the person behind him and his questions. He jumped and turned around, his eyes locked on the human figure that appeared suddenly. His breathing was rapid and his muscles were tense. He was ready to evacuate quickly or fight with all his strength at any time. .
"Do you believe in the God of Night...?"
The existence that suddenly appeared looked nothing special. He looked like a middle-aged male human in his forties. His skin was sickly pale and he was wearing a robe with many holes.
The hands that were not covered by clothing were very thin, with almost no muscles. The eyes were strangely non-reflective, and the face was expressionless. They just looked at Eamon and asked him the question again.
"..."
Eamon did not act rashly, he just raised his sword and stared at the opponent silently, his fighting spirit running, and he slowly backed away while ensuring that the opponent was within his sight.
"I chant your name..."
Calling the gods he believed in again in his heart, but still not getting any response, Eamonn sighed silently.
"Answer my question, you should not believe in this irresuscitable god."
The middle-aged man looked at Eamon who was slowly retreating, his face still expressionless, but his tone gradually became heavier.
"You first tell me who you are, why you brought us to this fog, and how I can leave here with my companions, and then I will answer your questions."
Eamonn remained calm, neither rashly engaging in conflict nor choosing to answer the other party's questions immediately.
"I am the bell ringer of the Lightless Mystery Order. I brought you into this fog to cut off your connection with the God of Night and prevent him from resurrecting on his remains. As for how to leave here, I will tell you I’ll tell you after you answer my question.”
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man who called himself the bell ringer actually told Eamon his identity and purpose calmly, which made the orc stunned for a moment.
"The god I believe in is the Lady of the Night. I don't know what connection she has with the God of Night you call her."
Eamonn answered the other party's question calmly.
"Then those beings who came here with you should all be believers of the god you call the "Ms. of the Night." Sure enough, the power of the night perceived from you is not an illusion."
The bell ringer nodded and said to himself.
"Now it's up to you to tell me how to get out of here."
Eamon stared at the bell ringer who was very satisfied with the answer and said.
"Sorry, I can't let you leave here. He can't have any believers. Your faith will make him reborn on top of the corpses of the past. Therefore, I can only let you no longer exist in the world."
The bell ringer shook his head slightly, his expression unchanged, and his words contained a hint of apology.
"I'll let you spit out the answer."
Eamon seemed to have expected that the bell ringer would not tell him how to leave after getting the answer. After the other party finished speaking, he used his fighting spirit without hesitation and rushed towards the other party with a sudden kick.
Since this guy wants to trap him here forever, there is no need to tie his hands and feet. If he kills him, he may be able to get the answer he wants.
The orc's physique and the blessing of fighting spirit made Eamon's speed astonishingly fast. The green figure flashed past in the air, and the extraordinarily thick long sword in his hand was already less than half a meter away from the neck of the bell ringer. .
Slightly withdrawing his strength, the orc planned to threaten the other party with his life to tell the answer, otherwise the sword in his hand would make the bell ringer's head leave his neck and rise into the sky at the next moment.
"Boom..."
The melodious bell rang suddenly at this moment, just before the orc's extended hand that was not holding the sword was about to touch the opponent's shoulder and place the sword on the opponent's neck.
"!"
The orc's hand passed through the bell-ringer's shoulder, and the body that was rushing forward slid on the ground for several meters due to inertia before stopping. He turned around and looked at the bell-ringer with surprised eyes. He was clearly about to touch him just now. .
"Just stay in this town. You haven't committed any sin. You just have bad luck. You shouldn't believe in this god."
The bell-ringer spoke in a low voice and his figure gradually faded away, as he walked towards the entrance of the town.
Eamon was shocked. The bell ringer was difficult to deal with. He had some kind of virtualization ability. This was bad news for him as a knight.
Without pausing, Eamonn turned around and continued to rush towards the other party. No matter what, he could not let the other party leave so easily.
"There is no need to waste your energy. Just settle down. Your companion will be with you soon. All the followers of the Lady of the Night will be brought here by me. You will not be lonely."
Eamon rushed to the opponent's side again, and the long sword swung in his hand "touched" the opponent again. At this moment, the orc was inexplicably aware of something.
Just now, when his hand passed through the bell ringer, it was not because the other person had become insubstantial, but because the bell ringer's power made him, like this town, have his existence stripped away and become insubstantial...
The long sword passed through the body of the bell ringer without any accident, and the bell rang again caused invisible force to be exerted on the body and soul of the orc.
Eamon felt that he was suddenly unable to control his body. His soul turned into a state of nothingness relative to his body. The two who were originally closely connected were disconnected at this moment.
"how so!?"
He tried hard to drive his body, but the soul affected by the bell ringer's power could no longer have any impact on the outside world. He could only watch the bell ringer's figure gradually fade away, and slowly fade away as he walked towards the exit of the town. dissipate.
He didn't give up trying, but the bellringer's figure that would soon disappear completely still made the fire of hope in Eamon's heart dim.
"tread!"
The sound of footsteps hitting the ground was the sound of the running body of Orc Amon.
Eamon's eyes widened in his soul state. He clearly didn't feel his body, but why did his body start to act on its own?
The bell ringer, who was about to disappear, also stopped and turned around in surprise to look at the orc body rushing towards him.
"Strange guy, let's let your body and soul be erased together."
With a whisper, when the orc's hand grabbed the bell-ringer's neck, the bell rang again, and invisible force was exerted on the orc's body, preparing to transform his body and soul into a state unable to interfere with the outside world.
However, it failed. The orc's hand successfully grabbed the bell ringer's neck and lifted him up in front of the other person's disbelieving eyes.
The orc's body is covered with a layer of power from the outside world, and the bell ringer's ability is ineffective against this power. Along with this power comes a perfect fractal lens floating above the orbit of the orc's right eye.
The soul could not control the body, and the orc's powerful body temporarily became ownerless. Wang Yu's chariot power that arrived here through the tree in the night sky was able to take over the opponent's body.
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