Chapter 850: The Night of Falling into a Dream: Middle I.
"Madame, I'm done. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" The steppe elf paladin looked at the black-robed dwarf lady in front of him: "I have brought the kindness of Your Excellency the Inquisitor and my young lady, please don't doubt our reasoning, the long night is coming, and an elder like you, who has experienced the third and fourth open eras, should know all this." β
ββ¦β¦ I know that the Lady of Mourning warband will start gathering people, telling all the members, and going live right away. Facing the Prairie Spirit Paladin, the Lady of Mourning nodded, "What about you, will you go back and tell your Excellency the Inquisitor?" β
"No, ma'am, it's too late. The Prairie Paladin turned, and at this moment, all those in the hall heard the sound beyond the bell.
It was, a chaotic and disorderly whisper like a tide, echoing in everyone's hearts, and the steppe elf paladin's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, so the young man picked up the emblem on his chest, and he whispered the name of the nameless, but the emblem still dimmed as fast as he could.
The steppe elf paladin raised his head and looked at the chaos demons standing in the hall: "No...... It's ......", and then he saw the demon who had been sitting in the place of the Lady of Mourning raised his left hand, the tentacle-like fingers split into three parts.
In an instant, all the demons in the hall had calmed down, and the steppe elf paladin seemed to think of something, and he chanted the sacred of the nameless clan again, and after a few seconds, a light passed through the ceiling, and the camouflage and illusion in front of the steppe elves were swept away.
"Ma'am, if I hadn't seen this gesture, I would have almost unleashed a divine outburst just now. "This is a self-detonation technique, and every steppe elf paladin is not willing to let his soul and body sink into the grasp of chaos even if he vaporizes his soul.
"Very well, it looks like this is just a shock of illusions, and if we are bewitched by illusions, we will become a real Chaos...... Young paladin, like you said, that beacon is already working. The Lady of Mourning, who was seated, looked around the hall: "Now, you should notice the power of the demons, gather all the members of the warband!" and tell them that in ten minutes, all the members who fail to get online in time will be killed, and we cannot allow their bodies to be corrupted by the dreams created by the evil gods. β
"But, ma'am, some young people may be ...... because of work or study." So, let me know, and then, I'm going to start applying for a video of the campaign, the Lady of Mourning warband will fight in this city to the last man, until the time comes that can't be stopped, or we stop it, go ahead, tell the young children that our time is running out, we need every strength, enter this world, fight against the coming corruption, and those who survive will be responsible for clearing each of the corrupted companions, and then find the other survivors, this night, we need not only sacrifice, but also unity, cooperation and fightingγ β
All the members bowed their heads, and the steppe elf paladin noticed the glint in the eyes of the little dwarf girl beside the lady: "Yes, madam, you have made the right choice. β
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"It's the illusion impact, our circle has blocked this effect, the beacon has started to work, the whole city has begun to deviate, our coordinates on the main plane have begun to coincide with a certain location in other main planes, when the beacon starts to work, we will have about twelve hours to find the circle and destroy it. Feeling the chaotic aura sweeping by, Long raised his head to look at the kittens and rabbits on the ceiling, "Are you all right?" β
"I want to throw up. Many of the kittens replied, and Marceau shook her head: "I didn't feel anything, or rather, it was too slight." β
"Did anything just happen?" Sayega looked around, the nervous girl not even noticing what was happening.
"Feeling the stench of evil, a little cold, I began to hate my status as a warlock. Babarim looked at Chang Chang with a puzzled expression: "Is this the spiritual impact of the evil god?"
"No, based on the invasions that have occurred in history, this situation can only be said to be a small leak of the power of chaos after the beacon is turned on, and after the beacon is fully activated, there will be a very terrifying consciousness identification that requires players to face the darkness deep inside of themselves...... That's why we tied you kittens to the ceiling. Chang looked at the kittens and said in a frightened tone: "If you fail, I will beat you to death!"
"Ah, aren't we finished?!" The kittens who are proficient in making a big death in the will test groaned, to which the big cats who were chained to the boulder could only roll their eyes and comfort themselves.
"Okay, don't scare the little ones, we've set up a sacred circle, and in this hall, all of your appraisals can get +6 favor, which can cost twelve soul stones to obtain, all from the little ones. Mo whispered and pointed to the steppe elf priests who were chanting.
Just as the kittens were thanking Dade, Marceau felt the second illusion shock sweep across the hall, and nothing happened: "What is the difficulty of identification this time." β
"Difficulty 14, but I was neutralized by the circle. Bunetani was the first to announce the figures.
"There are two more times and we are running out of time. Mo Qingyu looked at the pocket watch in his hand: "...... May the Lord have mercy. β
"May the Lord have mercy. At this moment, the same voice echoed in the hall.
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"Miss Flame, we seem to have broken through some obstacle just now, and the power cabin below says that our power furnace has suddenly gained unexpectedly powerful power, and our lookout has seen Walooport in the distance. β
Listening to the news passed by the deputy behind him, Yan nodded: "Tell all the tactical teams to start preparing for the impact of will, the special training in these days, now it's time to see the results." β
Listening to the footsteps behind her fade away, the cat girl sat down on the captain's seat on the roof of the ship, and the cat girl closed her eyes and waited for that moment to come.
"Come on, parrot...... Let me see, what other novelty little shows you have. β
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The Grand Master of the Warlord of the Warlord of the Sword of War, Henri de Abraham knelt in front of the Prairie Elf Paladin, looking at the corpse of this young little thing, and the middle-aged man, who almost sank in the illusion, carefully watched his mage girlfriend holding the little girl, looking at the soul stone powder leaking out of her hand, and the middle-aged man shed tears for no reason.
"She saved us all. A half-breed who was also a steppe elf paladin looked at her and said.
In the hall, all the people who had just staged the whole martial arts gathered in front of the messenger with a blue nose and swollen face.
"This girl, she saved us. Someone said.
"This is a great saint, may she forgive us for our stupidity. Someone said.
Another shock came, but in the makeshift sacred sanctuary set up by the little paladin, everyone was safe.
"We must do something, my fellow citizens!" Henry stood up, he looked at everyone, "This girl is right, this night may be very long, and we will tear this night apart with all the survivors!"
"Tear it up!" the crowd in the hall was furious.