Milton completely changed his posture.

At first, with his hands folded in front of his chest, one leg standing upright, one leg resting on it, his back against the wall, a casual posture, at this moment, his eyebrows were tightly locked, his body leaned forward slightly, and his gaze fell somewhere in the void.

If there are ordinary people here, they can't see anything, at most they feel that the atmosphere is a little strange, like the light spots flying in the sky, like the black fog, and the door in the void, in fact, they are all invisible, once they can sense it, their souls can't withstand the collision of this kind of energy at all, and the lucky ones will be comatose to avoid this catastrophe, and the unlucky souls will be impacted, and they will become idiots.

Milton was not an ordinary person, and even if he did not use the power of the containment, his own mental power was very sharp, and he was naturally able to sense all this, and he knew that Alfonso was preparing to open a passage.

The end of this passage should be an eerie space.

But where the treacherous world is mysterious, extremely unfamiliar, and there is not much experience that can be used, he cannot be allowed to hang his son, so Milton's expression became nervous, of course, this tension is the kind of beneficial tension, not the tension with panic and uneasiness, speaking of which, Milton has also entered the realm of trickery several times, although his mind fluctuates, but he will not make some low-level mistakes.

Black gas poured out from behind the door, with a peculiar aura.

It is a kind of emotion, once the spirit is contaminated, it will evoke infinite pain, and the pain you have experienced in this life will also appear in your sea of consciousness at this moment, impacting your soul.

However, Alfonso's holy light carries the unique divine factor of the Holy Church, which is the breath of a supreme being in the high-dimensional space, which is incompatible with this black qi, water and fire.

The holy light cut off the black qi and devoured it bit by bit.

After all, this black qi is the remnant of the passage, but it is an ownerless thing, naturally not as good as the holy light driven by Alfonso's divine soul, and after a while, it will dissipate without a trace, and it will be completely removed by the holy light.

And so, the door came into view.

In the sense of the two of them, the door stood out and no longer loomed.

Only, the door is closed.

"Lord Almighty!"

Alfonso prayed, turning the second page of the book in his arms.

Although the scriptures seemed bulky, they were just books after all, and it didn't seem to take much effort to open the pages, but the back of Alfonso's hand was full of green tendons, and at first glance he did his best.

Trembling, he opened the second page.

There was a white light flying out of the scriptures, it was a text, to be precise, a divine script, the divine text jumped, flew, constantly changing shape in the void, each divine text spontaneously sounded, or sharp, or high-pitched, or low, or light...... All the voices come together like a majestic and sacred hymn.

The song rippled, forming an invisible wave that hit the closed door.

There are patterns on the door, and the patterns are also composed of divine texts, at this moment, a dim gray light was formed, rippling slightly, like a protective film, seemingly fragile, but it stood still under the impact of that holy light.

Alfonso's energy blast not only failed to open the door, but even the light film on the door was helpless.

"Help!"

Alfonso let out a low snort.

He had used all his strength, and now, he could only hope for Milton to make a move.

At the critical moment, Milton did not hold back, and almost at the same time as Alfonso called for him to make a move, he made a move.

He took the cigarette stick in his hand, there was nothing in the pipe, it was empty, and at the moment when he looked at it, there were more wisps of white smoke in the pipe, and there were dots of light in the white smoke, a dazzling red light, saying that it was a flame, but it was very different from the flame, and there was no trace of warmth, but with a cold feeling as if it came from the Nine Shades Yellow Spring.

Even, there is a feeling of filth.

Very dirty filth, the superposition of all the negative emotions of human beings.

Milton's face was pale, sweating profusely, and there was an extra layer of gray on his face, as if the sweat stains accumulated for many years were all condensed on his face at this moment, and it was very dirty!

The flame from the pipe rushed out, bypassing the light that Alfonso had created, and the moment Alfonso retracted it, it slammed down on the door, and the gray light melted into the light film on the door.

Corrode!

Contaminate!

This is Milton's power.

The body of the cigarette stick in his hand is a substance called the Yellow Springs Evil Land, which comes from a very famous Evil Realm, which is called the Yellow Springs Realm, which is said to be a place to accept dead souls, because here, there are many people who have been dead for a long time, and here, those people do not feel that they are dead, they are still alive.

Inside, there are many famous big names.

After a certain period, this Yellow Springs Realm will descend and coincide with the real world.

It's like someone has called you.

Milton had never entered the Yellow Springs, but his own extraordinary talent had something to do with the Necromancy, so this containment artifact made from the Yellow Springs Badland was also under his control.

Containment is divided into several categories.

In general, there are two types: natural and artificial.

The natural containment is extremely powerful, difficult to control, sometimes, can only be sealed in a safe place, when it needs to be used by the big people to bring it out and use it, not a powerful transcendent, simply unable to control, even if it can be driven, it has to pay a certain price, if it is driven by a low-level transcendent, even if the extraordinary talent coincides, it can make you drive, but the price after use is not something that the low-level transcendent can bear, in most cases, it is inevitable to be demonized and become a slave of the containment.

There is a saying in the water blue star, called for the tiger.

In a similar vein, the fate of using those natural containments is to become a containment object.

Although artificially created containments are mainly made of eteractic materials, their lethality is much inferior to that of natural containments, so being able to be driven by humans, although it is inevitable that there will be a price, is also within the acceptable range of most people.

After all, it's impossible to give nothing.

A lot of times, you need strength, and you have to pay a price.

It's like if you need something and you have to pay for it.

Milton's pipe, Lord Fontaine's hat, the book in Alfonso's arms...... These are man-made containments, and because of their close connection to their spirits, they are commonly known as natal beings.

A transcendent being who is powerful can drive many containments, but there is only one that can be called a natal one.

At the beginning, Milton was only a first-order transcendent, barely opening up an energy space, and then, many years later, he was still a first-order, and he didn't dare to take that step forward at all.

It wasn't until he obtained this pipe, until the beating of the Divine Soul coincided with the breath of the cigarette stick, and the Divine Soul was closely connected with it, that he took the second step and became a second-order transcendent.

The pipe matched his breath, and he was like a tiger.

Of course, under normal circumstances, he is not allowed to use this pipe, every time he uses the pipe, he has to consume his divine soul, and dedicate a part of his spiritual power to the pipe before he can drive it, this dedication is irreversible, even if he can enhance his spiritual power through cultivation or swallowing certain drugs, but it can't offset this consumption.

At this point, Milton had to use the power of the pipe.

"Poof!"

Milton squirted forward a mouthful of crimson blood.

The force is reciprocal, and as much force you exert will be recognizable, and in some special cases, even more severe, so, Milton spat out a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't resist the backlash.

"No way!"

He shook his head and said to Alfonso, who still hadn't given up.

"Although this passage seems to be close at hand, it seems that it is still in a state of overlap with the real world, as long as you push open this door, you can enter the space behind the passage...... However, it all seems to be!"

Alfonso stopped opening the door and looked at Milton.

As an ascetic, Alfonso hadn't actually dealt with the Secret Realm many times, and the one in Stone Village was his first battle, but the form of the Secret Realm in Stone Village was completely different from the door in front of him.

He knew that Milton was experienced, so he waited for Milton's explanation.

"Wait!"

Milton sighed.

"We can only wait for the door to open from the inside, in a way, this is a one-way door, that is, the door can only be opened from the inside, all we can do is wait, or else, we can only report it and wait for the big people to come here with powerful containment...... Anyway, there's no way the two of us can handle this door!"

Snorting, Milton said again.

"Hurry up, after all, we don't know when this door will be gone!"

He smiled, his smile full of bitterness.

"Why does this door exist, in fact, we don't understand!"

......

Behind the door.

At the stamen of the black dahlias, the golden book swirled and emitted a golden light, and Ryan's figure sat in the golden light.

The black mist swept in from all directions, and the golden light was surrounded by the black mist, it looked so fragile, it looked so weak, and it seemed to be extinguished in the next moment.

Hayden was originally near the stamen.

When Godot launched an attack on Scarlett, he thought of a scroll, and also wanted to roll Hayden away, roll away from the Golden Book, although, I don't know what the Golden Book is, but, can come silently, even if he uses means, Godot does not dare to underestimate the slightest, if he can, he still wants to keep Hayden, save his body.

It's just that even if his will comes, there is no way to move Hayden in the slightest.

The golden light emitted by the golden book fell on Hayden.