Roland looked at Qin Weijie with a half-smile, and pointed at Qin Weijie's eyebrows: "Hey, there is nothing we can do now. Who allowed you to inherit the will of Apocalypse and get the recognition of the Ominous Blade? The most important thing is that you have the former The 'Apocalypse Mark' passed down by the former leader, hehe... do you know what it means to get this mark?"
Qin Weijie shook his head in confusion.
Roland continued: "It means that as long as you survive me to death, you will be the next leader of the Death Knights... Also, if the other three knight leaders of the Apocalypse Knights do not inherit the 'Mark of the Apocalypse', You are the leader of the 'Apocalypse Knights', and the 'power of the doomsday' will be handed over to you..."
"Oh my god~fuckfuckfuck!! I'm dying! Dogecoin, why didn't you tell me when you planted the mark on me! Isn't this the way to kill me! Sister, I'm with you Knights of the Apocalypse What grudges are there? Why do you all like to trick me so much!!" Qin Weijie was almost Spartan, feeling like he was being sold and counting the money.
"No! I won't do it! Whoever wants to commit suicide will go! Anyway, I won't go... Hey, if I don't go, I'll see what you do!" Qin Weijie also figured it out at this time. He has subjective initiative. , Master, no one can force me to do what I don’t want to do. The worst thing is that I will try less to commit suicide in the future, and stay away from anything related to the Knights of the Apocalypse.
Roland looked at Qin Weijie with a smile and said nothing: "It is fate and cannot be changed. You will eventually be involved in it. This is the arrangement of fate..."
"I arranged for your uncle! Everyone is talking about it! Damn meow's fate, I don't believe it!" Qin Weijie cursed in his heart, then looked at the time and no longer struggled with Tianqi's will, and turned to ask The last question: "Are the gods of the past really about to wake up? They have been sleeping for a hundred thousand years, and are they going to wake up now? Can I add some sleeping pills to them to let them sleep for dozens or hundreds of years? Wait When I die, they wake up whenever they like, do whatever they like when I wake up, and I don’t have any problem with them dancing on my grave!”
Roland shook his head: "I don't know, but according to the prophecies of the gods in ancient times, it is almost time for the old gods to awaken, and some signs of the old gods' awakening have also appeared one after another."
"What omen?"
"Let's wait until you get out alive. We should be able to find out by then. It's almost time. If it's later, I won't be able to catch up with them!"
"OKOK! Last question..."
Roland anxiously looked at the black beam of light in the distance that was heading towards the blood moon, and urged: "If you want to ask anything else, just tell me!"
"What are you doing in the Boneyard?"
"The main purpose of the Knights of the Apocalypse entering the Bone Burial Ground is to find the ominous blade and obtain the 'Mark of the Apocalypse'. Only by possessing the ominous blade and the 'Mark of the Apocalypse' can the 'Knights of the Apocalypse' be rebuilt.
Boreth was for the sake of 'artificial gods'. Three-quarters of the Death Godhead was captured by the false god. Those three-quarters of the Godhead were destined to be unable to be captured in a short time, and the remaining quarter of the Godhead became ' Artificial gods' key. Roland said, counting the time anxiously.
"Artificial gods? Are they like this? What kind of 'artificial' method? What does it have to do with that 'abyss transformation'?"
"I don't have time to explain this to you. I'll talk about it later when I have the chance!" Roland said, picking up Qin Weijie and saying, "I feel their aura getting farther and farther away. I must follow them quickly!"
Qin Weijie, who was being carried around like a chicken by Roland, had no choice but to put forward constructive suggestions: "Boss, just drive on your way. Can you stop carrying me around so shamelessly in the future! I don't want to lose face!?"
…
Half an hour later, the group of people arrived at the source of the black light beam.
This place is a ruins similar to a temple. A huge black altar was cleared out of the ruins. Black light emanated from the altar and shot directly at the blood moon.
"There is no trace of the false god! He may have entered the next level!" Credence looked around before speaking.
Professor Slughorn tried to enter the altar, but was blocked by a black beam of light. No matter how hard Professor Slughorn tried his best, he still couldn't make an inch forward.
Burleth's hoarse voice sounded at this time: "I said that only the heirs of the God of Death who have passed all previous trials can enter the final level."
As he spoke, Burres looked at Qin Weijie, who had arrived late, Minsk, who was silent, and Tom, who was still confused.
"How can their safety be ensured?" Professor Slughorn asked.
Burress: "No one can guarantee that!"
Seeing that the two of them were entangled in the previous topic, Roland decisively interrupted the dispute between the two: "Don't waste time! We can only let them go in and give it a try, otherwise you are going to watch the pseudo-god complete the control of his godhead. 'Burial of Bones'?"
As he spoke, Roland didn't give anyone else a chance to react. He kicked Qin Weijie into the center of the altar, and then he threw Tom into the altar. Minsk saw this and ran in very seriously.
Minsk didn't dare to get into trouble with such a tough woman. Minsk could clearly see the kick that this woman kicked Qin Weijie just now. The strong wind caused by the moment she stopped her kick shattered the marble stones on the side. It's just that Qin Weijie is a pervert, and if anyone else had it, he would probably be useless.
The moment the three people entered the altar, a huge suction force suddenly hit them, carrying the three people flying upwards, straight towards the blood moon.
Looking at the direction he was traveling, Qin Weijie's lips slightly raised: "Sure enough, Tom, you guessed it right, the last layer is the blood moon!"
Tom also said at this time: "Well, I suspect that the so-called blood moon is the left eye of the God of Death. It should be an independent space! And the godhead is hidden in the left eye of the God of Death."
Qin Weijie touched Tom's head and said with a smile: "I don't know how you have such a brain. You have so many ideas!"
"Stop it! Your hair is messed up..." Tom knocked off Qin Weijie's claws casually: "Are the other arrangements ready?"
"I have asked Ergou and the others to do it. As long as there is no problem with the sacrifice, then there will be no problem..."
Listening to the exchange between Qin Weijie and Tom, Minsk felt confused for a moment: "What are you talking about? Do you have any other arrangements?"
Qin Weijie and Tom looked at each other, laughed mischievously, and then said in unison: "Guess~"
The black light shot straight into the sky, and the figures of the three people gradually disappeared into the black light. The black light shot straight into the blood moon. The moment the three figures disappeared, the black light also stopped outputting, and the vision on the altar disappeared. It was as if there had never been any changes.
The blood moon in the sky still illuminates the wasteland, with eight hundred miles of yellow sand sea and eight hundred miles of crimson flowers. Except for the blood-like scarlet moonlight and the occasional howling wind, it feels like time has stood still in the wilderness for a while, and everything is frozen. At the moment when the black light disappears.
