In the palace hall.
Regarding the goblin blessing that happened at today's coronation ceremony, Truth Sage Lan En and Vivien kept silent, but it was obvious that Lan En was paying attention to the little prince who was blessed by the goblin.
He also came to the prince himself and said a few words to the little prince.
This also made His Majesty the King and some ministers pay attention to this child.
The palace was still bustling at night, with the ministers and nobles exchanging glasses of wine under the golden light. The corridors and corners were filled with dignitaries having private discussions.
suddenly.
The chamberlain left the king's side, came to Vivien and whispered something into his ear.
"What? Where did it appear?"
"With such a powerful burst of power, why didn't I feel any movement?"
The chamberlain replied: "The other party has sealed off the area with a field. We just found out about it. The location is right next to the Good Night Hotel."
"According to our speculation, they are most likely the lunatics from the Ghost Religion."
"The power of the three cursed spirits, namely the cursed spirit of glass, the cursed spirit of salt, and the cursed spirit of stone, exactly matches the three chief priests of the Ghost Religion."
The cursed priests of three evil cults suddenly appeared in the capital, which was a huge event.
And Vivien, who has always been in charge of security affairs, thought of something when she heard the name of Good Night Hotel.
It was used to house the performance troupes who came to participate in the coronation ceremony. Why did the three powerful chief priests of the cult choose to attack this place?
Vivien's expression changed immediately.
"not good."
"Is it a goblin performance troupe?"
Vivien suddenly felt a chill all over her body, and she couldn't think of any other reason besides the goblin.
The Chamberlain was also surprised when he heard Vivien mentioning the Goblin Troupe: "Lord Vivien."
"How did you know that the leader of the goblin performance troupe was taken away by someone?"
Vivien received the confirmation, but her expression did not improve at all.
"Taken away?"
"no……"
Vivien was just about to go find her teacher, the Sage of Truth Lan En, when Lan En's voice came from behind her.
"try to find!"
"Even if the City of God's Advent is turned upside down, we must still find the people from the Ghost Religion."
The entire city of Goddess was shaken by chaos in the middle of the night.
Groups of soldiers shuttled through the streets, and their shadows stretched in the alleys.
They searched for all suspicious targets on the streets, and they arrested one person after another who might be related to the Ghost Cult.
"kill!"
"Catch it."
The soldiers broke down one door after another, and Vivien took the members of the priesthood with a list and broke into these places that might be related to the Ghost Order to arrest the members of the Ghost Order.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the other party was desperately resisting and trying to escape over the wall.
But they were quickly knocked to the ground by the soldiers, and some ghost believers who had mastered divine magic were also captured by the power of the priest group.
In the dark and hidden secret room, an evil and terrifying sacrificial altar was found.
More and more peripheral members of the Ghost Order were forced out, and Vivien even learned about some of the terrifying plans they had prepared through mind reading.
Although I don’t know what it is, I can vaguely guess that it has something to do with the new king.
They even learned about their purchase of materials for the consciousness projection altar from a believer in the God of Knowledge.
"Altar of Consciousness Projection?"
"What does he want to do?"
"Want to descend on the city of God's descent with a mythical appearance?"
The last city he came to in a mythical form was called Cross City.
This made Vivien even more anxious and impatient to find traces of the core figures of the Ghost Order and their hiding place.
Vivien turned around: "Arrest all the people on the list immediately, and now we must interrogate them from their mouths to find out the hiding places of the three chief priests of the Ghost Religion."
The priests divided into small groups and ran to all directions.
"not me!"
"not me."
In the process of large-scale arrests, some guys hiding in dark corners were also fished out at the same time. Many wanted criminals and evil mages were arrested and thrown into prison.
"Didi!"
The bone whistles blown by the soldiers were so harsh that every household in the city panicked and closed their doors and windows.
Vivien floated up to a high tower like a ball of silk, standing on the top of the tower overlooking the entire city.
She was using magic to observe the movements of the entire City of God's Advent, and at the same time giving orders to all the teams.
at the same time.
She glanced across the streets, searching and thinking about all the places where the Ghost Order might be hiding.
In the palace, the original banquet was temporarily ended.
Lan En, the Sage of Truth, sat next to the new king, looking ready.
Even the sages of the Temple of Truth dare not relax or slack off in the conspiracy related to the God of Knowledge.
The new king was also a little panicked: "Maybe the God of Knowledge has appeared in the city?"
The new king was really frightened now. He had just ascended the throne and encountered such a terrifying thing.
An evil being so powerful that mortals could not resist it set its sights on him and the City of Gods who had just ascended the throne.
For a moment.
He thought of the Holy Mountain, the City of Servants of God and his grandfather, and also thought of the disaster in Cross City.
The new king forced himself to calm down, but his voice was obviously filled with unparalleled fear.
"What does this evil spirit want to do?"
"Is he planning to repeat the tragedy of the City of Servants of God and Cross City here? In my royal capital?"
Lan En saluted the new king: "Your Majesty the King!"
"The chief priests of the three ghost sects appeared at the same time and prepared the advent altar."
"There's no reason other than this guy wants consciousness to come to him."
"But your Majesty, you don't have to worry. It's difficult to repeat what happened in the Cross City and the City of Servants of God. This demon who claims to be a god probably hasn't found the foundation stone yet, and he can't fully release his power."
Over the years, the Temple of Truth and the Nine Temples have had many encounters with the God of Knowledge.
I have a lot of understanding about this mythical life created by the evil mage Anhofors.
"His appearance in the City of God's Advent should only be aimed at His Majesty, but I am still here and he will not succeed."
"besides……"
Lan En did not say the second half of the sentence. He was more worried about another existence than targeting the king.
He was even more afraid that the lunatic would catch the goblin who had left the Kingdom of God and do something even crazier.
By the time.
The resulting scenes may be more horrific than any disaster.
Lan En looked outside the palace from a distance, his eyes full of worry.
The City of God's Advent is so big that you can't even see the end of it at a glance.
He hoped that Vivien would find the stronghold of the Ghost Order and the traces of the goblins as soon as possible.
"Don't cause any terrible trouble!"
When the city of God's Advent fell into a tense atmosphere, a blood shadow covered the sky.
"Huh?"
"Why is the moon red today?"
A soldier raised his head and looked at the sky and said with some surprise.
Bloody light was projected on the ground, and the blood mist above the street began to condense.
Blood gurgled from the cracks in the bricks, then flowed along the cracks and gathered together, finally forming a tall figure wearing a red cloak.
A terrifying existence that was obviously not a Sanye appeared on the streets of the City of Gods.
He has black hair and dark green pupils, and his face is exactly the same as the legendary God Clan.
Under the moon, he grinned widely.
"Evil!"
"I've been looking for you for a long time, and you finally... finally came out!"
His eyes glowed in the dark streets.
There is hatred in it, and even this wisp of expectation.
"you and me."
"We are finally going to meet again outside the Holy Mountain. I have been looking forward to it for a long time."
Steen of the Blood Plague also followed the traces of the Ghost Order to this area and pursued them to the City of God's Advent.
The moment the villain's aura in the bottle appeared in the City of God's Advent, he smelled the strong evil aura on the other party.
It was a taste that was engraved in his bones and made him faintly nauseated.
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In the castle.
The conversation between the man in the bottle and the fairy Simila continued.
When not going crazy, the villain in the bottle is no different from a child, except that there is no boundary between justice and evil. Many times his evil comes from just two words.
Fun.
But the more it behaves like this, the more it makes people feel that it is an evil that transcends evil.
This moody evil exists without any rules, and the disasters and deaths it can bring are completely uncontrollable.
"Why?"
"Why didn't Insai God show up?"
The little man in the bottle opened his arms and used his own thoughts to speculate about the god Insai.
"He is so powerful, everything was created by Him, and our strength comes from Him."
"The world is his playground and he can do whatever he wants."
"He can even create gods."
"He is a god that is beyond the gods, but why does he ignore everything?"
"You don't even look... at us?"
The goblin scratched his head: "Hmm... um..."
"Hmm~"
The goblin thought for a long time, she had no idea how to answer this question.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
She thought of the sayings of Sheila, the Messenger of God, a tome that Lord Sheila boasted of being a work but that no fairies could read.
She immediately raised her head, raised her chest, and said seriously.
"Because it makes no sense!"
The little man in the bottle didn't quite understand: "It doesn't make sense?"
Fairy Simila nodded: "It is indeed meaningless!"
“Because no matter how much God gives you, no matter how much He gives away, you will not be able to keep it!”
"The King of Wisdom, Lederiki, once said that everything given by God will eventually return to his hands."
"The glory He gave you will eventually pass away, and the power He gave you will eventually return to the throne of creation."
"Who can truly be eternal except God Insai?"
"Who can hold on to power and glory?"
"Other than the true myth, who among you can leave that small shadow in the eyes of God Yinsai?"
The little man in the bottle lost his mind: "So only true gods, only true myths can be the eyes that enter the God of Insai?"
At this time, the goblin revealed a secret that only existed in the Kingdom of God.
The secret that shocked the little man in the bottle in front of him.
The goblin shook his head and said, "It won't take long."
"The God of Insai will transcend time and travel down the river of time to the next era."
"He will take the Mother of Life Sally and Sir Sheila to the era tens of millions of years from now or even hundreds of millions of years from now."
"Except them."
"What of everything in this world can withstand tens of millions and billions of years?"
The goblin looked at the little man in the bottle: "Can your so-called immortality be able to withstand the impact of tens of millions or hundreds of millions of years?"
"or?"
"Will you still be you tens of millions of years from now?"
"even……"
There was even a trace of pity in the goblin's eyes, which was the worry that Sheila, the messenger of God, occasionally showed in front of the goblin: "Can you still exist in this world without gods?"
The little man in the bottle was so shocked that there was even a trace of fear in its eyes.
It looked at the sky and seemed to see the world turned into a huge bottle.
And an incredibly powerful being is looking at the world from outside the bottle.
As long as the other person closes his eyes, they in the bottle will span thousands of years, and then they will all disappear and turn into dust.
Except for myths, nothing was qualified to leave even a trace of bubbles in front of his eyes.
"turn out to be."
"In the consciousness of God Insai, is time just a toy that can be played with at will?"
"Do true gods see time in units of hundreds of millions or millions of years?"
The little man in the bottle stretched out his hand and touched the outside.
Its voice was no longer a conversation with the fairy Simila, but a murmur to itself.
"That's right!"
"This is the Creator."
"It doesn't matter what kind of people it is, what kind of country it is, what kind of world it is."
"Time is the most powerful force, and what is beyond time is eternity."
"Existence that cannot transcend time has no meaning at all."
"We were just phantoms passing before his eyes, fleeting."
"It's like a sandcastle on the seaside that falls apart as soon as the waves pass by."
It touches the edge of the altar of consciousness projection as if it touches the bottle barrier that binds it,
But it didn't care and still wanted to touch outside.
Touch the sky outside the bottle.
Its body composed of light and dust disintegrated little by little and returned to its body again.
The eyes of the little man in the bottle showed incomparable longing, as if he had seen the true truth of this world.
Only this time.
His figure seemed to overlap with Anhofors again.
Finally, he stopped.
Let out a sigh.
"ah!"
"The outside world is so wonderful!"
I just don’t know if the outside it’s talking about is the outside of the bottle, or the place where the God Insai is.
Fairy Simila looked at the slightly crazy little figure and didn't understand what was going on with her.
"Hey! Little man in a bottle!"
"I'm done."
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
The little man in the bottle dropped his hands and shook his head.
"there is none left."
"there is none left."
But then its lowered head burst into laughter, and he raised his head little by little, revealing his mouth.
You couldn't see the teeth, just darkness, but you could feel him smiling.
"I hope to see you next time in the Kingdom of the Creator."
"The fairy of the Kingdom of God, the spirit of divine protection on the right side of the throne of creation."
"that time."
"I will take a truly complete mythical stance, the same stance as Ledlicki, Sally and Sheila."
"Follow God Insai to the next era."
Fairy Simila asked: "Huh?"
But the little person in the bottle has no intention of paying attention to her anymore, and its thinking has completely entered another level.
"Soon...soon..."
"It won't take long."
"It won't take long."
"at least."
"For God Yinsai, it's just a short moment..."
Fairy Simila felt that the person in front of her was very strange. God is such an existence. Is there anything strange about it?
Why is it so shocking?
She actually didn't understand the true feelings behind what she said.
She just imitated the sentimental messenger of God and repeated the words she once said.
She turned around and left, and deliberately said: "Then I'm leaving!"
The villain didn't respond.
The members of the Ghost Cult outside were lying on the ground one by one, bowing to the fairy Simila.
She just walked out of the Ghost Order's stronghold, and no one dared to stop her.
The goblin looked back at the castle, which was as gloomy as a devil's cave. It was brightly lit, but it felt like a will-o'-the-wisp.
"weirdo."
"They should all be bad guys! Then I just entered the bad guys' den and escaped?"
Outside the castle, the goblin suddenly thought of something and smiled excitedly.
"so?"
"I had a great adventure?"
"Ah! I'm so powerful."
Fairy Simila felt that she should write a book when she went back.
Use it to record your own "legendary" experiences, and then let the little fairies read it every day and write down their thoughts after reading it.
But after thinking about it carefully, she felt something was wrong.
"wrong."
“It’s Lady Sheila who is so powerful.”
"Sir Sheila's quotations are really useful. Just saying them can scare a mythical monster crazy."
Fairy Simila felt for the first time that it was really a book.
Although the words inside were all sentences that she couldn't quite understand.
but.
Maybe it’s because she doesn’t understand well that she’s so powerful.
Fairy Simila had just left the gate of the castle and turned around the crossroads on the other side.
now.
The city outside was in chaos, soldiers could be seen everywhere, and there were sporadic battles.
The goblin still doesn't know that these chaos are caused by her disappearance.
She carefully avoided the shadows of these soldiers, used illusion magic to pass through the crowd, and entered another alley.
Then, she saw several familiar figures.
There is also sound.
"Hurry up!"
"You're so fat, why don't you have any energy at all?"
"You look so thin, why are you so heavy?"
"Although I am thin, I am very tall!"
She saw three people preparing to climb over the outer wall of the old castle, the stronghold of the Ghost Order. This was a very remote blind spot. The other side should be an open space behind a warehouse.
The three of them were the lanky guy, Little Smart, and Giant from the goblin performance troupe. At this moment, the lanky guy was standing on top of the giant, complaining endlessly.
The goblin suddenly appeared and patted the giant on the shoulder.
"What are you doing!"
The giant, the little smarty, and the lanky man were all startled, and the lanky man fell directly from the top.
The giant raised his hands in fear: "Ah!"
The lanky man was blinded and could not see the situation clearly: "We were caught by patrol soldiers?"
Only Little Jiling saw it clearly and made a surprised voice: "Captain, why did you suddenly come out and scare us to death?"
"No, Captain, are you okay?"
Fairy Simila looked at the three of them suspiciously, pointed at them and said, "What are you doing sneakily here? Stealing things?"
The lanky man disagreed and said angrily.
"What stealing?"
"We're here to save you."
Fairy Simila was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Are you coming to save me?"
Fairy Simila asked: "How did you find us?"
The lanky man patted the dust on his body: "Master, the spices you usually use are made by a magician, and it was he who guided us to find you."
Jugglers are the performers of the goblin troupe who perform tricks and possess some miraculous abilities.
The goblin looked towards both sides of the alley: "Where is the magician?"
At an intersection where there was nothing, a transparent and illusory figure lifted up a piece of cloth, revealing his appearance and a small trailer.
He saluted to the goblin: "Master, Captain."
"We're here to take you home."
A warm current suddenly rose in the goblin's heart. Although he didn't know why, it felt very comfortable.
Very happy too.
Maybe this is a partner!
The goblin got on the trailer and cast an illusion.
A few people laughed and walked across the street, bypassing the crowd and starting their way back.
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The goblin had just left.
One of the three chief priests guarding outside the castle passage said: "It's time to go!"
The other two asked: "Is this the end?"
The other party turned back to look at the hall: "No need, God has already got something more important."
The people from the Ghost Order in the castle began to retreat. They also knew that it would not be long before the guards of the royal court and the people from the priest group would rescue them and find them here.
But before the people of the Ghost Religion could evacuate, suddenly the light of the blood moon shone brightly in the sky.
The thick and bright blood seemed to solidify, dyeing the ground and buildings red.
The people of the Ghost Religion reacted instantly and looked up to the sky one by one.
There was fear in his eyes.
It was not the first time for many of them to see this kind of scenery, but every time they saw it, it meant the coming of terror.
That's right.
They bring death and terror to mortals, but there is also another existence that brings them despair.
The three chief priests of the Ghost Religion raised their heads and faintly called out a name.
"Blood Plague Stun."
The other two looked a little ugly, they really didn't want to run into each other.
"The blood plague is coming after me?"
"So fast? Wasn't he wandering around the outside of the Holy Mountain in the north half a month ago?"
Blood Plague Steen, it is impossible for people who are members of the Ghost Order to be unfamiliar with this name.
An immortal monster, a blood controller with the appearance of a god.
I don’t know how many people from the Ghost Order and other believers of the God of Knowledge died at the hands of this monster.
No one can kill him.
What's even more frightening is that there are still people who can cause harm to the monster at the beginning, so if you can't kill him, you can at least make him feel pain.
But later on, he became stronger and stronger.
Now, let alone killing him.
There are only a few people who can cause him harm.
This kind of unkillable monster has been chasing them, how can it not make people scared?
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party arrived.
"Boom!"
It was the sound of huge waves and the impact of the river, rolling in with a muffled sound.
Under the blood moon.
A raging river of blood came across the street and rushed into the castle.
The believers standing outside the castle all made horrified sounds. They didn't even have the courage to resist. They turned around and ran away the moment they saw the river of blood.
"River of Immortal Blood!"
"Get away!"
"Run quickly."
The impact of the blood river set off huge waves on the wall, and then turned into a whirlpool that swallowed the entire castle.
Dozens and hundreds of members of the Ghost Cult in the castle were swallowed up by the river of blood. Except for a few who had the ability to temporarily stay in the air, all others were killed instantly.
"ah!"
"God! Help me!"
"No, no."
But it wasn't over yet, as shadows of blood thorns bulged out from the river of blood and caught up with them.
Kill the cultists who were fleeing towards the sky instantly and stab them in mid-air.
Above the blood river, a black-haired man in a cloak stood.
He used a restrained posture and laughed wildly.
"O god of knowledge who bestowed upon me despair."
"I am coming."
"I have been looking forward to this reunion for a long time."
"I wonder what you think?"
The bloody figure exuded the light of despair, and a pair of eyes glowing with scarlet light were revealed under the violently rustling cloak.
His sight penetrated the ancient castle wrapped in a sea of blood and saw the altar in the deep hall.
His eyes fell on the three chief priests on the altar, and the shadow of light and dust behind them.
"Ann Hofors, the man in the bottle."
That voice.
It was as if he wanted to chew these four words into pieces and then swallow them with blood.
The little man on the altar slowly stood up and responded with a bored look.
“Na…Na…”
"Lester."
"You are really haunted!"
"But I happen to be a little bored recently, so I'll play with you!"
The villain in the bottle still used to call Blood Plague Steen Lester, the doll he played with and applauded.
immediately.
One of the three chief priests of the Ghost Religion knelt down, facing the altar.
A dark shadow under the light and dust began to squirm and penetrated into the body of the high priest.
The power of myth immediately erupted from his body, and his aura continued to rise like a huge wave, reaching a place where mortals could only look up.
At the same time, a huge divine grace puppet composed of a variety of composite magical imprints rose from the ground in the center of the royal city.
This puppet is seventy or eighty meters tall, and every move it makes carries a terrifying spiritual force field.
In just a few steps, he arrived at the outside of the castle from the center of the City of God's Advent.
"Anhoforth the man in the bottle! Stun the blood plague!"
"This is the city where the gods descended."
"This is the royal capital of Xiinsai, not a place where you two can run wild."
Blood Plague Steen did not reply. He only had eyes for the villain in the bottle.
The little man in the bottle looked at the Sage of Truth mockingly: "Lan En, the Sage of Truth?"
"You're here too!"
"But you are too weak to be interesting."
The consciousness of the villain in the bottle temporarily occupied the body of the believer and walked towards the outside of the castle. A terrifying shadow twisted on the ground. It was a huge ghost body covering hundreds of meters.
"Boring."
"This boring world."
"End it quickly and move on to the next era."
After saying this, the little man in the bottle suddenly froze.
The villain suddenly understood God's mood, and the more he understood, the more yearning and expectation he had.
"yes!"
“What’s the point of such a boring world?”
“Only by traveling to the future can we see more possibilities.”
"ah!"
"It must have been a wonderful era, an unprecedented world."
His eyes suddenly burst out with light: "You ignorant mortals with no meaning of existence, please become the stepping stones of my myth!"
At this moment.
The strongest man in the mortal world, the demon known as a god, and the immortal monster.
between them.
There are indescribable stories entangled, and there are inextricably linked relationships and grievances.
The forces of the three people collided and launched an unprecedented showdown.
