Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203

"Dream world?!"

The little wizard who blurted out his expression was full of weirdness.

Compared with the ignorant face next to Vera, the night watchman who doesn’t know what these people are talking about, she has already opened the first valve, but has not yet created Ayin, who belongs to her dream world. The knowledge in this area is still literal.

A more powerful spiritual palace, the simulation forming only belongs to a certain wizard’s own "void world", a place that carries "all knowledge and memories"... Ai Yin's understanding of the dream world is basically limited That's it.

"Yes... bypass the actual road and go directly to the church through the dream world." Asriel smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Of course it's impossible, but the city is almost completely destroyed right now. The void erodes, and the Void Power that pervades all around is so strong that it is no different from the void world."

"As everyone knows, there is no concept of time and space in the void; so just make good use of this Characteristic, if you connect it to the big vortex above us at the moment of opening the dream world...everything is fine."

Asriel looked towards Loren and the little wizard with great interest, and ignored by the way The night watchman who has not figured out the situation up to now:

"In this way, Loren can avoid being disturbed by Seyol on the way to the cathedral, or having to waste some garbage for some garbage Time, one step is in place."

"Of course! All of this can be done thanks to the fact that you have cleaned up most of the monster tide, and through the materialization of Void Power, the big vortex above us The formidable power has been strengthened more than twice, otherwise..."

"What do I need to do?"

The little wizard snatched, without even a second of hesitation.

"Dear Aiyin, of course it is the most important part." Flashed with blood color flashed through the blond boy’s pupils, pale fingers flicked, and an array of nine-pointed star demon appeared at the feet of the black hair wizard .

"With the help of Loren’s dream world, the whole link is not complicated. The only problem is that the work of "transport" is at best an additional'function' to the dream world, but it can be done. That’s all, it was not born for this reason."

"So..."

"So there needs to be a special indicator, a directional force to strengthen the dream world. The ability to make it into a magical array like'Spatial Teleportation', so it’s foolproof!"

"hey hey hey...I don’t seem to have agreed to this plan yet..."

"Stop the big liar!"

Until Loren finished speaking, the little wizard with drunken cheeks had a solemn expression, and looked at the smirking Asriel very seriously:

"I see, let's start now!"

Asriel, who smiled silently, bowed and saluted the little wizard.

"Wait, you guys..."

"Defeat him, Loren." Ayn Rand steals again, his blue eyes are facing Loren's eyes: "Do everything you can Can defeat the Black Cross, make him pay for his actions, and for everyone who is hurt by him...pay the price!"

"Then, when everything is over, I will listen to you personally tell me Explain all this... From the first time we met in the wild dog village, you told me all the beautiful things you have told me." Ayin's mouth put a smile on:

"No me Think of me as a fool!"

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In the dim midnight, a huge gray blue whirlpool hung above the dome, dead silent The cathedral sanctuary is immersed in the gray and blue Void Power, at the highest point of the Golovin hills.

When he opened his eyes again, the black hair wizard was standing in front of the temple.

All the buildings around the cathedral have been turned into ruins when the hill "falls", leaving only the temple in front of you on the cliffs of the hills; the bottomless cliffs on both sides are like an abyss .

Ruin-like castles, abyss-like cliffs, undead monsters all around, endless nights, and huge gray blue whirlpools or...the "sun" burning blue flames.

Excluding certain specific existences, the scene in front of me is simply a replica of my dream world.

And my dream world was created by a guy named Asriel...so it is definitely not a coincidence.

"...The burning black sun is an illusion, an existence that transcends the material world; it is also a deception, the deception of the obvious at a glance; the reason for appearing seems to be to tell you that all this is just a lie ......"

Loren finally understood the meaning of the words of the Holy Cross.

The burning "black sun"...that is the barrier between the two worlds, or the nine-pointed star holy grail that symbolizes the barrier between the two worlds; the simplest lie is just the gray blue Void Power that pushes the edge of the huge vortex , Slightly modified to become the color of the flame.

That’s why the Holy Cross calls it the "obvious at a glance deception"-because as long as you see the vortex created by the barrier between the two worlds, it is only a matter of time before you think of the burning sun.

"Telling me the truth so painstakingly, I really embarrass you, Asriel..."

Talking to himself, Loren twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Although I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, it’s not difficult to guess at this moment that a certain blond boy who has been preparing for himself for so many years has finally revealed the "lie". Excited at this moment of opening the mystery, right?

Perhaps right now I’m in a corner, looking amusingly, I am quite content to appreciate my suddenly realized expression at this moment, waiting with interest for myself to come to ask, and then pretending to be pitiful, request My forgiveness...

Well, it fits that guy’s character very well.

The corners of the mouth twitched more and more severely, but the black hair wizard's face showed a kind of "knowing smile", as if he had reached a certain tacit understanding.

The kind of tacit understanding between the fraudster and the victim.

"Loren ·Torino..."

A dull, slightly familiar voice rang in the ears of the black hair wizard.

"You really came here as the Black Cross Seror said..."

Following the direction of the sound, the moment I saw the silhouette of the opening, it was dark A glimmer of astonishment flashed through his pupils.

It was a pile of muddy mud lying between him and the temple on the cliff steps.

The black mud is mixed with gray and blue pus, and you can still see the muddy bones and broken limbs in between, mixed with chaotic living things, flowing on the stairs , Peristalsis; the pustules that keep swelling and bursting prove that this is a "living thing".

But it’s not this that surprised Loren, but the voice of the other person...Although it is muddy like the throat mixed with countless strange liquids and stuffed in it, that voice definitely belongs to …

"Are you surprised?"

The calm and heavy tone, full of power:

"Seeing the lord of the dignified empire, the former Twelfth generation The Supreme Emperor, Eckhart Dessalion looks like this, which surprises you...Is it?"

Loren raised his brows: "You..."

"As you can see, this is the price of picking War God and failing." Eckhart's voice was as flat as before. It has become a puddle of mud, but he does not feel any pain, sorrow, anger or unwillingness. :

"God will not kill you, he will only...punish you, make you suffer pain, torture, collapse, fear and despair... He makes you afraid, wants to escape, no longer confronts him The courage of him."

"He wants to let you know that you are doomed to fail, and you can’t bear it. You are not qualified to stand in front of him-no matter how smart, brave, extraordinary natural talent , Military force is superb... after all, it’s just his plaything."

"It is used to be defeated, ravaged, destroyed and possessed by him, and proves the mighty power of God...plaything."

In the sound of the words, Loren slowly withdrew his gaze.

"So you know, for the Black Cross, dare to challenge him, challenge his plans, arrangements and even the existence of ideas, for him..."

"Yes What a…thing that makes him feel so terrified that he has to use this method to identify and warn latecomers, so that they will also be afraid of it and give up all kinds of resistance."

"The betrayers shall be punished and resisted."

Those who are sanctioned, the challenger is to death... The so-called formidable power of God, the majesty, authority and power of God are also nothing but a thing that can be maintained by fear and deterrence... The most fragile thing."

Shen Rushui's black hair wizard listened to the emperor's meaningful words.

"He knew you would come, so he made a lot of preparations."

In the muddy mud, Eckhart’s deep and calm voice resounded: "But these... are just To paralyze your illusion, the real horror is far more than you can imagine. The real fear is not on the surface, but the despair hidden under the shell of hope."

"That is not to die. The joy afterwards is the exhaustion after the victory, and the final relief...At that moment, the true fear of the Black Cross will appear in front of your eyes."

"You cannot resist, you cannot cope with it. Silently to bear and carry things... is a doomed destiny, leaving you no choice in the end."

"Loren Torino, that's what you want to resist."

until At this moment, Eckhart’s deep voice added a trace of sadness: "The fate that cannot be resisted, the inevitable and seemingly best ending... is what you have to face, the final test."

" This is me, Eckhart de Salion...woke up at the end."

"Loren Torino...I don’t know why you are here, for more strength and Authority is the same fate that I have been carrying since I survived, or I was bewitched by some Evil God, and walked on this Road of No Return that seemed to reveal the truth of the world..."

"Either way, you are already the next one after the Black Duke...No, it should be the first, the first human being who made God feel fearful and so hostile."

" With this alone, you have surpassed all the forerunners including me."

"As another loser before you, I can only say...Welcome to the end of the world. "

black hair wizard slightly nodded, standing upright on the ladder that can be looked at with the mud.

"Thank you." Loren whispered: "So what do you want to get, waiting for me here?"

"No."

Ike Hart's answer was decisive.

"en?" The black hair wizard was taken aback.

"The real Eckhart Desalion has long since died. What you see before your eyes is just the last trace of his consciousness left behind for his own purposes."

The muddy "Eckhardt" seems to have a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "For a dead person, what can he pursue?"

"His family was affected by his Destroyed by hand, witnessed the death of grandmother, and then controlled his father, brother sister, son and bloodline...sacrificing everything and even myself, hoping that I will not repeat the mistakes of my predecessor and realize my ambitions in exchange for It's a tragedy."

"As for myself...or the Cannian named'Eckhardt' has completely failed in front of the Black Cross, and has lost the last chance of success; even existing The meaning has been obliterated, and I have nothing to pursue."

"The reason for living apart from being controlled by the Black Cross is probably the last trace of unwillingness...and anger."

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Until this moment, Loren finally felt the anger from the "mud" void reaction.

"I don't care if you can defeat the Black Cross, and I don't care what the ending of the Desalion family will be, or what the end of the empire and this world will usher in."

"All I want is to watch you walk into this temple with my own eyes and let the black cross fly into a rage out of humiliation; he will leave me here, as far as possible before he completely destroys the Holy Cross and takes the Holy Grail Stop you."

The mud on the steps of the beach began to constantly puff up pustules, restless like evaporated liquid, all split up and in pieces at any time:

"I'm impossible to resist his orders, so I decided to change another way."

Change another way?

next moment, the mud on the stairs suddenly rolled up and pounced on the black hair wizard.

"Boom——!!!"

The mud mixed with flesh and blood burst in the air, and one after another small "drops" fell like a rain of arrows. .

The instinctive black hair wizard swiped his left hand in front of him, opening the magic array out of thin air to defend. The right hand had already pressed the hilt of the "Dawn" sword and slashed forward.

Puff————

The "water droplets" that collided on the magic array did not change in any way, and did not even make a slight ripple on the magic array, disappeared like water vapor.

"en?"

A trace of astonishment passed through Loren's eyes, and before he could react in the future, the splashing mud collided with the blade of the "Dawn" sword.

Under the dark eyes, the scattered mud turned into ashes and smoke in front of the sword edge, and disappeared without a trace in the air.

The strong void reaction followed the sword edge of the "Dawn" sword into Loren's consciousness-it was an empty shell named "Eckhardt Desalion", all Emotions and memories.

From the birth to the confrontation with the Black Cross Seryol, the emotions expressed and all the judgments and reactions made...there is no size, so Loren can experience it all.

"Let’s take it, Loren Torino..."

The faint voice of words resounded in the mind of the black hair wizard:

"This is... My last revenge."

There was a slight shock, and the black hair wizard stood in place in a trance.

On the cliff leading to the church sanctuary, only his lone silhouette remains.