Chapter 483

Weird.

Like the evil wind squirming through the skin of cold and cold living creatures, engulfing the whispers that invade the soul and will, it blows across the earth.

Lost rationality.

The will is in chaos.

One after another tentacles hung down from the sky.

Drips foul-smelling mucus.

Corrodes the earth, dissolves all things, and builds an illusory shadow of the abyss.

The irritability and enthusiasm drove the crowd to make waves of weirdness, like the ancient rhythm of praise of the Great Sovereign.

Unexplainable evil.

In this brief moment, it turns into a pair of control silk thread that transcends the dimension of reality and penetrates into the soul.

in this brief moment.

There are only sane people, and they are horrified to discover that they are their peers.

His eyes became dull.

Like a pilgrim believer, stopping the pace of fleeing, Qi Qi turned around, facing the immortal Uzakue Zinehel, all the painful Sovereign and the great Spiritual God.

Crawling.

Kneel down.

Mutter incantations in the mouth.

Standing in the vast Dark Abyss, Amelia's eyes were horrified.

Shortness of breath.

Take a step back.

Seeing with amazement, one by one of former colleagues, enthusiastic, showing a chilling madness, wriggled past her.

The unknown that corrodes reason.

He kept attacking her mental barrier, the chaos before she fell into madness, which made it difficult for her to control her behavior. She collapsed on the ground, clasped her head with her hands, and desperately wanted to be hysterical. Scream, relieve the horror and oppression that is enough to crush the soul.

This time.

A dazzling fire light was suddenly brought into the eye.

As in the severe winter, dispelling all the burning fireplaces of cold and darkness, burning down all evil forces that attempt to invade her soul.

The female reporter lifts the head.

The familiar tall silhouette stood in front of her.

Grab his right hand.

Amelia tried to stand up.

After her spirit returned to calm, she took a deep breath and looked all around, it was like a terrifying scene of evil sacrifice.

Turning his head to look straight into Cole's eyes, he said, "I don't quite understand..."

"This is the world of the ether, Amelia."

Cole exhaled the turbid smoke and dust, looking up at the true world that has completely covered the true world, transforming into the abyss of pain he once witnessed with his own eyes.

His eyes swept across the vast expanse, with no end and boundary in sight, a terrifying place full of mud and darkness.

Hundreds of journalists who have been mentally controlled.

Muttered in his mouth, his eyes were dull, and he slowly walked towards the tumor monster that had swallowed Rolando.

But in this one.

There are still some people who are struggling to resist the invasion and assimilation from the etheric world.

They paralyzed on the ground, howling and self-mutilated in pain.

Try to use pain to sort out the chaos to the extreme rationality.

apart from this.

Torell stood beside the Queen and the three cabinet ministers. The ring on his left index finger exuded a faint golden brilliance, protecting them from erosion.

Medley Pucci browses tightly knit.

Spread the right hand forward.

A sequence secret text constructed of pure white and pure light and shadow radiates only half a meter around her, constantly changing between reality and the etheric world.

Only Mateusz Sinico, with a hideous expression and blood vessels under his skin violently, seems to be forcibly resisting the clarity of the soul by Power of Darkness.

In the distance.

The tumor monster connects to the tentacles hanging down from the sky, dissolves, and slowly blends in.

The Evil God whispered, like a rolling thunder, produced a very psychologically uncomfortable rhythm, across the sky and the earth.

"Ignorant mortals.

Come before me.

Listen to the sound of suffering before the end, and fuse together with me...Hug The rays of light of redemption."

The spiritual fire around Cole burns a new round of spiritual manipulation.

If the one standing here is Wink Valentier, Rolando has the power of God demon-hunter in the plan of killing God.

Perhaps he will rise up to resist.

Perhaps he will try to kill the'Ancient Evil God' in front of him.

But.

How can the means of the physical world and the soul realm completely kill an abstract concept born in the mind and the etheric world?

It is also like the world in the eyes of fateists.

Rolando believes that he and Cole are the sons of destiny who end this disaster and tragedy and bear the pain and distortion.

There is no doubt about it.

This is a gamble on the future of all mankind, the lives of the whole family, and even sacrifice oneself at the end.

Rolando Ugg won.

With all self-sacrifice, civilian casualties counted in hundreds of thousands.

Forcibly exchanged for a Cole, facing the real opportunity of the Lord of Suffering.

If you just use language to express it, I am afraid that no one can understand how terrifying the Evil God who claims to be Uzaki Zakue Zinehel.

Mortals can be killed.

Even the gods will fall.

Only thinking.

After the distortion of evil forces, this pure abstract concept pinned on the etheric world, was born in the human world, and will follow the destruction of the human world.

But there is one thing.

Rolando made a mistake in the order.

It is not the master of suffering, but many evil Avatars were born, which turned into the worship objects of various cult groups.

but these worships.

Under the deliberate guidance of a certain evil force, the power of the Lord of Suffering becomes stronger.

Think of this.

Those evil things buried in human history like a nightmare suddenly appeared in Cole's mind: Saint Artifact.

Mattusch’s expression became more and more distorted and hideous under the erosion of evil forces.

Looking up at the dark sky completely submerged in countless eyeballs, using his heavily accented Mengxi language, gnashing teeth said, "Ethereous world...damn..."

Talking.

He turned his head and looked towards the okay Cole, who seemed to understand something, blushing and shouting with a thick neck, "Damn Mengxi...! If you can manipulate the nature of the ether, come and help. Let me take it!

The nonsense of that damn thing made my head crack!"

Cole glanced at him.

The flames around him continued to spread until it enveloped him, Madeli, and two reporters not far away.

It's like the wire that is holding the neck suddenly loosened.

Mateusz was foul-mouthed along the way in the language of the Khan.

Go to Cole with Madely.

angrily said, "Rolando's bitch asshole...for such a catastrophic event, I didn't even say hello to us in advance."

Speaking of which, He turned his head and looked towards Cole, and then said, "If I remember correctly, the last demon-hunter who could manipulate the ether world was Banan Behan who was active from 708 to 723 in the new calendar.

This rare phenomenon, apart from the thirteen evil ghosts, I can't think of other possibilities.

Did Rolando tell you anything before sacrificing himself?"

I heard him.

Medley frowned, then said, "Saint Artifact...Are you sure?"

Mateusch responded, "I'm at Kuhan University, studying After three years of mysterious studying history, Ms. Pucci, look at your all around. This kind of scene is exactly the same as the description of the evil incident that Banan Behan encountered in 722.

Intensive Eyeballs.

There are also sticky tentacles."