Chapter 748 Medici and the Goddess of Night

Faced with Will's proposal, none of the Outer Gods chose to agree. They just quietly disappeared into the darkness, seemingly not caring at all whether the City of Disaster could be opened normally.

Will looked at them provocatively, and said with a chuckle: "I have given you a chance, but you chose to give up."

After that, He once again offered the Key of Light and opened a bright light gate deep in the space crack.

Under the reflection of the bright light gate, the City of Disaster gradually became clear again from the haze.

"This is the last chance. Are you sure you want to give up?" Will's eyes swept across the deep darkness again, but still no Outer God responded to his words.

At this time, a red stream of light with the breath of war rushed from a distance, just met Will, and quickly passed through the light gate into it.

Just as Will was about to put away the Key of Light and close the light gate, the entire light gate was shaken, and the originally quiet City of Disaster suddenly became noisy. At this time, a crimson moon hung high in the starry sky, and another red stream of light broke into the light gate. Then, from the Kingdom of God at the initial barrier crack, a black light ball descended and broke into the light gate.

The Outer Gods who were hiding in the deep darkness seemed to have sensed something, and rushed out of the darkness one after another, trying to pass through the light gate into the depths of the space crack.

"You have missed your chance."

Will instantly put away the Key of Light and closed the passable light gate.

The seemingly frail young man stared at the angry Outer Gods, and said with a little disdain: "You'd better behave yourself within the initial barrier, otherwise I don't mind sending you all back to the starry sky."

"You are very courageous." The Outer God of the Old One who spoke was the Unextinguished Whispering. His eyes stared at the light gate for a while, and then sneered: "Unfortunately, you are destined to fail in the fight for the City of Disaster."

"There has never been a failed fate in front of me." Will raised his head, very confident.

"With your half-baked Key of Light, when you are divining and spying on unknown fate, it will inevitably fail when facing the existence of the same level." The Unextinguished Whispering revealed Will's true state at a glance.

"Even if I am not a complete incarnation of fate, I should still have spare power to deal with you who are incomplete."

"Haha, you can try to spy on the fate that is happening inside at this moment."

After the Unextinguished Whispering finished speaking, he left quietly, and the other Outer Gods of the Old One retreated into the deep darkness, quietly waiting for the development of the situation.

Will didn't take it seriously on the surface, but he was thinking in his heart, which Outer God Old Days could the second red light be?

This time, the passage He opened with the Key of Light led directly to the safest place closest to the City of Disaster, which was originally tailor-made for Medici.

But just now, the City of Disaster suddenly made a commotion, as if it consciously fixed the light gate for a moment, allowing the second red light to enter.

As for the third black light group, it was the Goddess of Night.

Will tried to spy on the true identity of the second red light, but could not capture His related fate.

The other party has the status of the Old Days and is closely connected with the City of Disaster, so he can deceive his prying at this moment.

"Medici, Goddess of Night, I have done what I can. Whether you can become the new master of the City of Disaster and break the seal of the Lord of Mystery depends on your own luck."

Will sighed in his heart, and then sat cross-legged in front of the huge space crack to prevent any Outer God Old Days from breaking in.

...

In the gray world, gray fog is the master of everything here.

The ancient and mysterious City of Disaster is now shrouded in layers of gray fog, or suppressed.

Medici walked alone in this gray fog world, looking at everything here, and approaching the City of Disaster following the call from the bottom of his heart.

The gray fog seemed to have some ability to dissolve or isolate all forces. At this moment, He was like an ordinary person, who could only walk with his legs and could not have the ability to fly.

Unless He wanted to directly fight against the gray fog power here.

He tried to use his extraordinary ability, and the gray fog around him quickly gathered and formed a strong suppression force, so that He could not even take a step out.

The closer he was to the City of Disaster, the stronger the breath of disaster became.

Medici could clearly feel that the uniqueness of the Red Priest Path and the uniqueness of the Witch Path that had not been fully contained in his body were stirring, wanting to leave his body and fly to the City of Disaster.

"Is the City of Disaster really a dead city without consciousness?"

Medici couldn't help but feel doubts in his heart. He could feel what the City of Disaster was calling for.

Is it me?

Or someone else?

When approaching the city of disaster, Medici suddenly saw fog rolling in front of him. He remained alert and took a few quick steps, and saw... two women fighting.

One was wearing a complicated black dress dotted with stars, holding a black death sickle, like the master of death in the dark night.

The other was wearing a blood-colored dress that seemed to be gathered from blood. The overall style was slightly charming and exposed. She wore a crown on her head, with an arrogant posture, holding a spear that kept dripping with blood.

Medici recognized the goddess of night at a glance, but as for the other one, he couldn't understand her origin.

The omnipresent fog suppressed all external forces, and the so-called battle in front of him was more like a fight between ordinary people.

There were no amazing energy fluctuations, nor gorgeous battle scenes, just very simple collisions and interweaving of weapons.

After just a glance, Medici cut a hole in his arm, and the flowing blood gathered into a big sword, ready to join the battle.

"Don't waste time! I'll help you hold him back!" The goddess of night said sternly.

Medici paused for just a second, then put away the bloody big sword and turned around, continuing to move quickly towards the city of disaster.

"Haha, so naive." The Blood Moon Queen licked her red lips and looked at the scene with a mocking face, "Do you think you can stop me like this?"

The goddess of night did not speak, but just looked at each other quietly.

Stay away from witches and be careful of the moon.

Although Will, the incarnation of fate, cannot peek into the complete fate, he can still get a certain degree of revelation.

When he learned that something happened to the witch sect and it was suspected to be related to the River of Everlasting Darkness, Will made additional arrangements. He hoped that someone could come in to help Medici.

Will originally wanted to choose the God of Steam, but Steam is making up for its original shortcomings with the help of the technological changes of the times, so it is difficult to come.

"Don't worry, I will come back to find you sooner or later." The Blood Moon Queen gently pointed the index finger of the right hand to the heart of the Goddess of Night, and laughed softly: "Because, you are also mine."

The Goddess of Night still did not speak, but waved the death sickle in her hand more quickly.

"Oh, it's really boring."

The Blood Moon Queen withdrew, the blood-colored spear in her hand suspended in the air, and her body jumped lightly, sitting on the spear, looking down at the Goddess of Night, and she swept towards the City of Disaster in front of her, like a long blood-colored river.

The diffuse gray fog was pushed away, and it was impossible to get close to His body, so she could only watch Him go away silently.

The Goddess of Night still had no expression on her face, turned around, and walked towards the direction of the City of Disaster.

He walked very slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.