Chapter 1082
Black Cross...Seyor? !
Staring at the eye sockets overflowing with materialized Void Power, Loren suddenly felt a numb scalp, and his whole body became tight unconsciously.
In the blink of an eye, everything seemed to be still.
The granular dust was floating in the air, and in the woods and wilderness in the distance, the knight galloping through the whip solidified like a landscape painting, and the light and shadow of the dome became intermittent.
The surrounding Fiend guards looked at this side quietly, their expressions did not reveal any abnormal appearance at all, motionless like marble sculptures of different shapes.
"It’s really...it’s been too long, too long."
The icy voice sounded, with a chill that made the black hair wizard very familiar: "Loren · Torino ... from After the last'friendly meeting', you and I have been separated for too long."
"It's not as long as you said." Reluctantly, Loren laughed: "It's only a few years. It’s nothing more than the situation, your smile at that time, I still remember it!"
But obviously, Seriol...or "former Farnesis bishop" doesn’t have any sense of humor. .
"Wrong."
The "deserter Hundred-men Commander" whose pupils were filled with gray and blue pus kept twitching, so that he could not distinguish his expression.
"The concept of time does not exist in the void, and your'existence' is not bound by time and physics; what exists in it are countless messages and emotions, and this All the condensed possibilities."
"When you open that door and lift the second valve restriction, countless'possibility' have been born-yes, in order to see you, I have made sufficient preparations and have gone through countless possibilities before returning to this world."
"Everything is for that...possibility."
"Kill you, remove you from in This world will be erased forever...maybe."
The hideous deserter's cheeks twitched more and more, and his mouth opened mechanically.
The eyes full of uncertainties and the unparalleled Void Power made the black hair wizard feel tight.
Cold sweat, across his forehead.
"You are in fear." The deserter's convulsions became more and more severe, and his face was exposed:
"You should be afraid."
"Your Thoughts, thoughts, emotions, existence, actions... are all within my expectations, you are destined to become the enemy of this world, and then fall under my feet."
"You... are destined to fall to me At the feet of the black hair wizard!"
The voice of cold like judgment echoed in the ears of the black hair wizard.
"Don't listen, Loren!"
Suddenly, a tender and familiar voice exploded beside him, faintly anxious.
"He is trying to influence your consciousness!"
There was a sudden shock, and the consciousness that had fallen into a panic immediately became sober.
The delicate little black red dress, pale and bloodless skin, white golden hair... Asriel standing with his hand in his hand, stood between himself and the deserter-"Black Cross" Seror .
But this time, the blonde boy couldn't see the slightest bit of teasing on his face, and his solemn and solemn expression was nothing like him.
"Serel, your Void Power..." The intermittent voice sounded like a teenager's teeth trembling: "Diapo, Lemantes, Govait, Luton... You...you put them..."
"hehe."
The deserter's facial muscles showed a "smiling" expression, like a puppet with a string.
"Treachery deserters...cowards...traitors...shameless gutter mice...I remember that you called them..." Seriol sneered:
"So I took them all Killed."
Casually tone, as if discussing the evening weather.
The black hair wizard and the blonde boy had a cold at the same time.
The four Evil Gods...According to Asriel's description, even if they are so weak that they can only rely on certain collective consciousness-such as fear-to maintain their existence, they cannot be easily obliterated.
"...invaders from another world..." "Desert" with his mouth raised up and whispered:
"...betrayers from the previous era..."
"From the oldest years...the forerunner..."
"Three existences that do not belong to this era and the world, with the ownership of the two worlds as the ultimate reward, It’s a bet to start an extraordinary war."
"This magnificent and magnificent drama is finally about to open its curtain!"
Asriel bites The teeth are closed, as if struggling to support.
"You are also in fear, Asriel, I can smell you, you are filled with the breath of lose one's head out of fear-look at it, my eyes will always stay on you and your puppet , No matter what you do, what you think, what you want...I know everything."
"Always remember, my eyes are watching you... panic, tremble, pain..."
"Go to hell--!"
Rather than waiting for the "deserter" with distorted expression to react, Asriel suddenly raised his right hand and aimed his palm at the face of the "deserer" .
The green veins and blood vessels on the face that had been constantly twitching were completely exposed, the pores on both sides of the cheeks were constantly ruptured, and the gray and blue pus gushed out from the ears, mouth, nostrils and eyes swelling uncontrollably. The rhythm of twitching cheeks surged and trembling.
"pu ——!"
With the crisp sound of cracking, the deserter’s head shattered, but what was spilled was not blood, but a thick gray and blue slurry.
The heavy pressure dissipated instantly, but the surrounding time remained still.
After one minute, the two people slowly looked back, "tacitly" looked towards each other.
"He's back." Loren muttered to himself.
Asriel slightly nodded standing with his hand: "He is back."
" And it seems that compared to the last time, he now has a closer connection with the void world …It’s not a good sign." With a slight pursing, the blonde boy’s eyes flashed with panic: "Diapo, Lemantes, Govait, Luton... If Even if all four of them have been killed, the remaining hapless guys are probably..."
"Wait!" Loren raised an eyebrow: "I remember you said a long time ago, Evil The existence of God and the equivalent of Evil Gods in the void is impossible..."
"Impossible is easily killed, yes." Asriel's expression was a little pale: "But they can be obliterated and be killed. Suppression is denied by the higher-level Void Power."
"Black Cross Seror...he...denied their existence, and might even make their power a part of themselves, or Simply exile them into the void again... it's possible."
"I don’t know how he did it—if you want to compare, it’s very close to the power of the Holy Cross—but He, Serel... did it, not only did it, but it seemed to be far beyond the level we could imagine."
For the first time, Asriel's expression became very frightened. Fear of help.
Even in the first confrontation between Silver Helmet Mountain and Serel, when the army was almost completely wiped out, he never showed such an expression on his face.
"Dear Loren, we must master the power that can fight against it as soon as possible."
After a long silence, Asriel spoke again, and his voice trembled slightly: "Just turn on the second Valves...Even you are still not enough, but Asriel can provide you with help only that."
"I will do my best to help you master what the second valve brings Change, but you have to find a way to find a higher level of opportunity, you have to open the 3rd valve-only by opening the 3rd valve, we can win the slightest chance, but..."
"This is also Seyol’s plan." Loren said indifferently:
"Right?"
The blond boy with a facial expression grave, slightly nodded.
"Séyol did not lie—the void has no concept of time, only emotions and messages; in other words, as long as his power is strong enough, he can use the existing information to construct a non-existent world', constantly imitating the imaginary situation, just like..."
Asriel suddenly smiled: "Like Loren, who was still an apprentice back then, mastered the first high-level spell with the help of Asriel It was like that."
black hair wizard corner of the mouth twitched, thinking of some not-so-good memories.
The dream world, the burning black sun, can't kill the self...but he can't figure it out.
"I used my own Void Power to cut off some of the connections between Loren and Seyol-more accurately part of the memory, so that at least it can be guaranteed that dear Loren will not be followed by this Crazy looking for the door."
Although he used a joking tone, the blond boy's expression was still very solemn: "But...this guy is the'Black Cross' Serel, and the ghost knows that other than this way, He has no other way, so caution is necessary."
"Memory?"
"Yes, memory is also part of the message, and it will contain some The strong emotion is in it-the stronger the emotion, the more complete the message is preserved." Asriel added:
"Serel probably used this method to directly find Loren’s void reaction , Projecting part of his power onto this poor ghost... really an unabashed threat."
Threat?
The stunned Loren just thought for a moment and understood what Asriel meant.
Although I don’t know where this guy came from, since the four Evil Gods have died in his hands, it proves that Seryol must be still in the northern glacier wasteland at this moment. .
There is a mountain range that separates the north and the south across the distance of half an empire. With only a memory and a weak void reaction, I immediately perceive my existence...
This It's a threat, and it's an unabashed threat-to prove his power with actual actions, how terrifying it is.
……Just a single thought, the entire world will usher in an unprecedented end; from glacial wasteland to misty sea, land and ocean. All the creatures in the sky instantly dissipate invisible...
How can such an enemy and power...
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When the evening came, Fiend and Byrne Knight who rushed to the port finally returned, have endured the hardships of A long journey hunter Fiend galloped back, bringing back the latest information.
The content reported is basically consistent with Loren at first's guess.
Almost at the same time the "encounter" between Byrne's army and thousands of rebels broke out, an army of elves had already launched a raid on Furnace.
There are not many troops either, trifling only one or two thousand elves warriors; but these Legion soldiers who have been defeated from the Eboden line have already lost all morale, they just heard the news of "the elves are coming" They will be scattered on the spot.
They didn't even encounter any decent resistance, and the elves didn't organize any decent attacks. They swaggered past the city gate and occupied the Forge Town.
The funny scene is not like a war, but a parade between the two sides.
The only few soldiers stationed in the wizard Academy in Forgetown, they finally barely resisted-but they did not dare to burn the materials and ordnance in the city. The reason was "I was worried that the elves did not grab When it comes to things, it will be more cruel in the fight."
So the elves who were unable to break through the gate of the Academy quickly built the torsion trebuchet and the siege ladder with the materials at their disposal, and took the wizard Academy in Furnace Town in one go, and brought all the imperial soldiers inside. The slaughter was exhausted, and no one was left.
As for the wizards in the Academy...According to the information sent by Hunter Fiend, they did not find their silhouettes. They should have escaped before then, or they were robbed and killed by the rebels and deserters. .
As for what happened in the middle of the process, no one knows-maybe the wizards have resisted, maybe because at the same time the Sacra’s bloodline made them trust these rebels and deserters so much that they gave up resistance .
But in any case, the result has been so.
Fiend, who dared to sneak into the castle before breaking the city, also found a lot of alchemist's tools and materials, many of which were precious metals, and were thrown away as trash by the rebels. On the ground.
Judging from this point, I am afraid that the probability that the wizards have been completely wiped out is relatively large...
This news silenced Loren for a while, and finally decided to try not to let the small The wizard and Isaac know this.
Needless to say, Ai Yin, Isaac… this arrogant man is still regretting the "earthquake array" in the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain—he always feels that Connold’s death must be done by himself. Bear part of the responsibility.
At the same time, Lu Sien and Baima Peak count Rigeler have joined forces to capture the port-it is also not surprising that all the ships were destroyed by the rebels and deserters and were taken. Come repair the houses and their "castle hall".
But this is only a superficial reason. According to the information sent back by Hunter Fiend, their reason for doing this is to avoid any contact with the other side of the Gem River; now the whole of Western Sacrament, especially around the hinterland of Imperial Capital , Has been completely occupied by the Azores.
This kind of ostrich thought of "hide your head and the enemy can't find it" really makes people wonder what to say; but because they demolished all the ships, they finally let the Bayern people avoid A surface battle that they are not good at.
On the night of the first month of the Chinese New Year, Loren Torino, Duke of Byrne, officially bid farewell to East Sacrament and set foot on the land of West Sacrament.
Golovin... is already in sight.