Chapter 12: duty
With the beginning of the crucial question of "can you see the opponent", the tactical discussion of "Abitas" also began to get to the point.
However, the tactical discussion still encountered some resistance.
On the one hand, it's because "Abitas" doesn't have the knowledge and intelligence that normal creatures have, and is almost just a crazy monster acting on instinct.
It is difficult for them to make a targeted deployment of his individual responses like the battle just now.
On the other hand, it is because there is a "special" object in the team.
Ignatius Abraham.
In the information provided by Zion, Ignat must act as an explorer after entering Byerkinworth.
Moreover, he will be very dangerous in the battle with "Abitas".
Because, there is a high probability that "Abitas" will target him for all attacks.
Moreover, compared with several other saints, all of "Abitas"'s attack methods except for collision will cause him more damage.
However, in such a situation, Igna must also stay until the end of the battle and cannot leave early.
"Why?" This question popped up in Igna's mind after listening.
However, Zion did not give an answer.
"Sorry." Zion shook his head and refused to answer Igna's question for the same reason.
He said, "This is a secret that I cannot tell you."
Igna sighed softly.
It seems that Zion is determined not to tell him the biggest secret about this space core.
As the exploration deepens, there are more and more places that Ignat can't understand.
However, he is very clear that these questions seem to be blooming on the surface, but in fact they all correspond to the question that Zion cannot directly answer him.
Why Abitas had to die.
Why he met Zion in space.
"Okay." Igna spread his hands helplessly and said with a smile, "Then let me be the bait for everyone."
After discussing and confirming the next tactics, the team took a short rest before starting the next action.
As before, Ignatius was still at the forefront of the team.
He is still tasked with exploring the dream world.
Igna looked at the cascading door composed of intricate and delicate patterns on the star clock, took a deep breath, and took the first step.
And when he walked out of that door, the scene in front of him completely changed.
They came out of the clock tower on the third floor of the building, but came to the ground.
Where you can see, is a barren and dilapidated bridge, withered giant tree.
It looks like this is an indoor garden.
Looking far into the distance, Igna can only see the towering walls, the domes of the Gothic-style buildings, the withered vegetation, the purple sky, and the dim crimson moonlight that falls silently.
Behind Igna, several other people also stopped in front of this strange scene.
Such a strange spatial connection is really unbelievable.
However, all the people do not seem to be too strange about this. After all, the source of this space is the apprentice, Abraham.
All apprentices are experts in space.
Therefore, after a short period of stunnedness, Igna came back to his senses.
Although "Bairkingworth" doesn't seem to be much different from other dilapidated cities, Ignatius still raised the spirit of 120,000 points.
"Then we're off."
Igna looked back at the other five who came here together.
Azik, Anthea, Justice, Su Yuanning, and Zion all gave him firm and serious responses.
Igna looked up into the distance.
Then, set foot on this barren and dilapidated urban land behind the Star Clock Tower.
At this time, Byrkingworth was very peaceful and quiet.
The purple-red sky looked like it was entering dusk, but there was a decadent silence. The crimson moon was hidden behind layers of clouds.
It was silent and silent, as if no living creatures had survived here.
Ignat stepped lightly.
Therefore, he could only hear the rustling of the wind blowing through the withered branches, and the crackling of the flames that were burning from nowhere.
Step by step, cautiously, he stepped onto the bridge.
There is still nothing here.
The masonry of the bridge deck is in dire straits, the iron railings have long been corroded and riddled with holes, and the weeds on the roadside are reborn, but they are all withered eyes, swaying in the wind, like thorns.
The feeling of being empty and dead could not help but permeate, making Igna feel a little flustered.
But soon.
In the quiet place, a clear breath flowed through Igna's mind, soothing his unease.
Igna looked back, and as before, he couldn't see anyone in his field of vision at this time.
However, the appeasement of justice is like the most familiar partner, accompanying him by his side.
"Thank you, Miss Justice." Igna drew a prayer gesture from the Church of the Fool in his heart.
Although he couldn't see it, he knew that his closest companions would definitely accompany him by his side.
Igna crossed the bridge cautiously.
However, his caution obviously did not have any effect. Because nothing happened.
No monsters, no sudden enemies, no ambush, no backhand.
It was just an ordinary, deserted bridge.
However, behind the bridge, Ignatius finally saw a creature.
It's probably biological.
However, when Igna saw it, but hadn't seen it clearly, he felt a dizziness in his mind for a moment, and felt a trace of madness and irritability growing in his emotions.
Igna immediately closed his eyes for the first time.
Then, miraculously, in his mind, just like when he came to this space when the astrologer, even if he closed his eyes subconsciously, he could "see" everything here.
Moreover, at this time, when he closed his eyes and used his "eyes" to "see" the small creature lying on the side of the bridge, as if looking up at the sky, he would not feel any abnormality.
It was also at this moment that Igna determined that chanting his honorable name might really be able to gain a "true vision" that could look directly at mythical creatures.
Because the little thing ten meters away is obviously a mythical creature.
His body was very petite, almost the size of a sheepdog. But it was pitch black, like a giant insect.
He has a body that is as limp as a maggot, and a bulging, huge head that doesn't fit his body, like an inflated black balloon.
There were several thick, underdeveloped root canals on the huge, painted head. The jet-black body glowed with a luster like a sea creature.
Those root canals were like His little eyes.
Because when Igna saw him, he felt that he was looking up at the moon.
At this time, even Igna used the "psychological invisibility" that he recorded that belonged to Miss Justice, the dream weaver level. He was still discovered by this little thing.
He wriggled his stomach and turned around, looking at Igna.
They looked at each other.
It should have looked at each other.
Because, when Igna saw his pair of root canals that were mostly used as eyes, he had a strong feeling of being watched.
Then, when he saw this small thing, the root canal in his head shook, and his whole body bowed like a snake, and then his whole body bounced up with strength and came straight to his face.
"boom!"
Igner raised his gun without hesitation.
The barrel is filled with purified bullets containing mercury.
The bullet shot directly through the little thing's head, and a grayish-white steam came out of the position.
The monster's head seemed to have no bones, and a hole as thick as a fist was punched directly.
After the purifying power of the mercury bullet pierced through his head, the power still remained.
The perimeter of the empty wound was still evaporated and purified. The flesh and blood of this little black thing seemed to be black, and the inside of its head was not hollow. After the purification bullet passed through, it was like melted black ice cream.
The hole is constantly expanding, but the melted and low "flesh" is repeatedly "absorbed" by this little thing's wriggling head, and not a single drop spills out.
Almost visible to the naked eye, the flesh and blood of this little thing is "resurrecting".
If it wasn't for the powerful power of the purifying bullet and its lasting impact, I'm afraid Ignatius wouldn't have seen the wound ever existed.
However, Igna certainly will not waste the opportunity he created.
He immediately raised it with one hand, and out of thin air squeezed out a long spear made by Dawn. The body of this little thing is divided into two halves from top to bottom.
At the same time as it cut open its body, the light on the dawn spear shone brightly.
And those rays of light seem to have substance, directly propping up, purifying, and eliminating the flesh and blood on that little thing.
He wriggled, rolled, and screamed.
He obviously doesn't have a mouth in the physical sense, but Igna seems to hear his roar.
That scream almost had the power to hit the soul directly.
Igna's blood seemed to boil at this moment, and a steel needle seemed to be inserted into his brain to stir.
Ignatius bent down in unbearable pain.
It hurts, it hurts too much.
My mind is spinning.
After several seconds, Igna finally slowed down. He slowly straightened his body.
But he found that Miss Justice, Mr. Azik, Ms. Anthea and Zion did not know when they came to him.
They all "looked" at him with their eyes closed.
Igna also reflected what he looked like at this time in his mind:
He was wearing a black trench coat, but the skin on his body was covered in blood. His eyes fell on the ground at some point.
Although he can "see" himself now, there is nothing in the eye sockets that should be full of eyes.
The cheeks are like transparent worms, and there are many starlight worms crawling in and out.
Those worms are transparent, but they are dyed with blood mixed with the color of faint starlight. Make Igna look like a blood-colored crystal man at this time.
However, this tendency to get out of control is fairly manageable.
After the death of the little thing, Igna breathed and meditated gently, but within a few minutes, the color like blood and gems on his body recededwww.readwn.com The face also returned to normal. It's just that the reorganized eyes, because they are too new, have a gem-like color.
"Haha. The situation seems to be a little unexpected." Igna looked at the saints in front of him and let out an uncontrollable laugh.
He didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Although in the previous battle negotiation, Zion mentioned that Abitas might scream. Let everyone, especially Igna, respond in a special way, otherwise there is a risk of collapse and loss of control.
However, Igna did not expect that even the sound of the little things in Byergin Worth would cause him to have an irresistible tendency to lose control.
Even at this time, because the power of the monster is not mature enough, everything is not unstoppable, and the impact is also controllable within the scope.
but why?
Rationally, this little creature shouldn't be able to make such a big impact.
As a mythical creature, He can only be regarded as the family of Abitas, and the power he possesses should be less than one millionth of that of Abitas.
Igna knew very well that for other people, this shriek might have the same effect as the Sequence 5 Wraith's shriek.
but why?
Why was he affected so much?
Igna looked at Zion, unable to restrain himself, smiled brightly and said:
"You're right, although you can't tell me the reason, but this space has a great impact on me."
"I was worried that I wouldn't be able to do a good job of baiting. After all, Abitas has no reason to keep her eyes on me."
"However, now it seems that the bait really belongs to me."
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