Beyond the borders of the Forest of the Dead

The lilac-haired girl exhaled a long, sweet breath of air.

She was sitting upright in a clad stone room, filled with tomes with black and gold covers, most of them bookmarked and spine-annotated, and anyone who was lucky enough to open one or two of them would be surprised to find that most of the books here were rare and unique in the world, and the scope of the books was all about the Forest of the Dead and the Old Gods.

This is a stone chamber 500 meters deep underground, although it is not comparable to the 13,000 meters of the Black and White Temple, but for the current human race, it is still an extremely difficult project, of course, it is not for Christie.

The girl had come here with her butler at the end of the summer before the Friends Society had entered the Forest of the Dead, and since then, Christie has never stepped out of the stone chamber.

Some things are easy to say, but they are really difficult to do, but fortunately, Christie's greatest ability is to make things that are difficult to make things simpler.

It is basically impossible to penetrate the two super-university-level enchantments of the Forest of Death and the Ancient God Kingdom with a Ring of Black Iron, even if the maker of the Ring of Black Iron is Christie, but if she personally sits in the underground closest to the Forest of Death, taking advantage of the relatively weak blind spot of the underground barrier of the Forest of Death, and at the same time with the assistance of such a huge receiving and sending device as the Stone Chamber, she can finally downplay what she does not boast about.

However, even if you do this, you are still a million steps away from what you want to do.

There are ancient gods in the lake.

It's something Christie has known for a long time, but that's about it.

She is an omniscient alayya, but she is far from omnipotent, and even because of her ability to know the cause and effect of the past, she must control the amount of information she is exposed to, and she tries not to know everything she does not know, and compared to the ancient gods of the lake, she tries to only choose knowledge that cannot be understood by ordinary means to explore.

But Christie is only an alaya after all, she can see the past, but she can never explore the future, for the head-to-head confrontation with the ancient gods in the lake, she herself once held a one-in-a-million fantasy that the end of the summer friends and her party can survive safely, but since the former is not feasible, then a head-on battle is the only way to solve it.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, nothing more than yes.

Moreover, one thing that Christie has never explained is that although she will not really participate in the battle from beginning to end, she herself is the biggest reliance on being able to defeat the old gods.

Just like Ye Qing saw, almost all the ancient gods are born with an incomparable ability to pollute the spirit, this ability transcends the boundaries of race and time, some powerful ancient gods can profoundly distort the inhabitants of a city just by relying on a few simple imprints, making them their own slaves and herdsmen, such examples have been common since ancient times, until the golden human was born and gradually ruled the earth, what they have been committed to is to eliminate the residual influence of those ancient gods, Even though most of them are truly dead, or completely far away from this world, those imprints still exert their powerful magic, and even many golden human studies believe that these ancient god imprints were even the first enlightenment that led humans to learn magic.

Now the end of the summer friends are facing the real ancient gods, even if no one in the end of the summer friends can be described as ordinary humans, but no one can guarantee that no one will be corrupted by the fear of the old gods, and Christie is the last insurance in this battle.

The spiritual link built with Lobel as the core, but the final dominance is in Christie's hands, so nominally all the members of the Friends Society at the end of summer face the coercion and corruption of the ancient gods, in fact, in the end, only Christie is the only one who bears all this, and she is the only one who is sure enough to do so.

So when the Old Gods of the Lake let out that powerful cry that spread throughout the Forest of the Dead, Christie finally let out that long breath.

The real battle is finally underway.

She was far away from her fortress, and even said that she was far away from Ye Yecheng, an equally safe place to live, and went here alone, waiting for this moment, Xia Rang's housekeeper was waiting at the only passage between this stone house and the outside world at this time, just as she entrusted everything she had to this chivalrous adjutant four years ago, and now four years later, she once again chose Xia Rang as her last support, the only thing worth thanking is that as a person who can see through people's hearts, Although it had been a long time since she had tried to spy into the old butler's heart, the only thing she could confirm was that the old butler was probably the last person she could trust in this world.

Thinking so, Christie slowly closed her eyes.

The moment she closed her eyes, she was instantly in the sky above the lake of tranquility, condescending to look down on the ancient god of the lake who was ugly and shaped like a giant beetle.

Then he gently spat out its untold real name.

It is a pleasure to meet you, Mosayya, Lord of Aurora and Eternal Winter.

As she uttered her true name in the void, the massive beast beneath her feet stopped moving, and then quickly opened the thick layer of ice-wing sheaths, revealing its crimson orb wrapped in transparent crystals, as if opening its huge eyes to Christie.

From Christie's point of view, she could see the damage Chihiro did to Mosayer most clearly.

As the strongest attack magic that humans can know, and even the magic that was infinitely close to being lost before the reappearance of the Shadow Chain, Chihiro Chihiro has too much to be proud of, although Mosayer is an ancient god, but the substance that makes up its body is not a god body in the true sense, and there has never been a saying that only the same ancient god can harm the ancient god.

But there is one thing that can be confirmed, and that is that the body of the ancient god is basically composed of the most powerful substances it can find in this world, and as it grows up, these substances will gradually grow into the toughest carapace and weapons.

Thankfully, the Mosayer is far from completing this phase.

The Thousand Feathers Chihiro of the Third Highness basically shattered one-third of the tentacles attached to its wing sheath with one move, and even chiseled open the terrifying wing sheath that was more than ten meters thick, and finally reached the crystal layer of the protective core before gradually disappearing, although it did not cause any substantial damage to Mosaya, but it undoubtedly penetrated its outer armor, and even destroyed as much as one-third of the tentacles in its gas-liquid dual state as a conventional weapon. By the end of the summer, the members of the Friends Society easily gained the upper hand and routed half of Mosayyah's forces.

Of course, only on the surface.

Christie quietly looked at the red orb that swirled in the endless starry sky in the void, and said with a smile: "Although I don't know what secrets of that saint are hidden in you, I'm sorry, the person you want to eat, although I don't like it very much, but I don't like her to die so soon." ”

Countless viscous tentacles were pulled back from Mosayer's wing sheath, squirming and stabbing towards the sky without the slightest hesitation, and for a moment they were in a trance to build the legendary Tower of Babel, intertwining with each other and undulating to the sky thousands of meters high.

It's just that Christie, who was the target of the attack, was unharmed, she still smiled: "It's really worthy of the brainless ancient god, although I am surprised that you can see my consciousness projected here, but you are like the monkey that fishes for the moon, you can never reach the real earth." ”

As she spoke, she smiled and gently sliced smoothly into the void, as if holding a paper cutter to slowly cut through a piece of rice paper.

Yes, although she is also an illusion in this world, but there is a being in this world who can carry out her will, Xingxi silently stretched out her hand, as Christie did, and swiped straight through the void.

But she's Xingxi after all.

A straight wave of light slashed out with the girl's slender snow-white fingertips, and then crashed into the tower of tentacles that connected the sky.

The waist is broken.

Only Mosaya's increasingly angry screams were left to echo endlessly in the space of consciousness.

(End of chapter)