In the center of the world that has long since ended, the upper narrator lies quietly prone on the spiral-shaped hills, the divine arthropods still clinging to the rocks formed by the fragments of history, the clear moonlight covering the divine creature like a veil, and the moon hanging high above the hills.

Gawain looked up at the giant spider.

It was as if He was dying chasing the moonlight.

Of course, it can't be the moonlight that he chases, and this sandbox world does not have a "moon" like the reality outside, but his posture of clinging to the hillside and dying...... It's like he's chasing something.

Magnum raised his head, the upper narrator's limbs obscuring the moonlight, casting a huge shadow around him, and the grumpy red-haired cardinal's eyes narrowed slightly: "Ahem...... It's spectacular......"

"We came to the real side of the world...... But what next? Yuri couldn't help but ask, "The upper narrator is dead, do you want to kill him again after resurrection?" ”

"His body is indeed here, but think of the 'veil' that deceived us all, think of the spiders that attacked us," Gawain said unhurriedly, "The life and death of a god is a far more complex concept than mortals, he may be dead, but in some dimension, on some level, his influence is still alive......"

Gawain said very vaguely, because there were some things that even he was not sure about, but he did have certain conjectures about the "life and death of the gods" - the gods in the real world had also "died", and the battle records of the god-killing fleet and the corpses of the gods in the deep sea and the fortress of disobedience were not fake, but the gods still returned again and again, and responded to the prayers of believers again and again, which is enough to explain one thing:

Even if a god dies and the body is in front of you, He is still alive on some level.

Selena also raised her head, cautiously observing the huge spider remains, her brow furrowed slightly: "He seems to be protecting something before he died." ”

Gawain looked up at Selena's gaze, and he saw that the upper narrator had an extraordinarily thick coil of spider silk between the limbs, and between the gaps in the spider silk, there seemed to be something faintly there.

It was like a number of "cocoons" made of spider silk.

The upper narrator seems to be protecting the "cocoons", and some of the arthropods are tightly contracted under the body.

"It's really protecting something...... Gawain frowned and walked forward, "Maybe the things that are protected by Him are the key." ”

However, just as he walked towards the spiral hill, an invisible wind suddenly blew across the barren plain, and in the dust and debris that was swept up by the wind, Gawain and the others subconsciously stopped, and when the gust of wind subsided, a figure was already standing not far in front of him.

It was an old man in an old robe, tall with a white beard, and a worn-out lantern that seemed to have been used for a long time.

Duvalt, a self-proclaimed priest of the upper class narrator.

Yuri and Magnum's expressions instantly became solemn, and they noticed that the white-haired girl named "Naretil" didn't seem to be with the old man on the ground at the moment.

Duvalt came from the wind, and his eyes fell on Gawain for the first time.

"I'm surprised," he said, looking at Gawain, his voice no longer as kind and kind as it had been at first, but with a kind of sharp, hoarse tremor, as if his throat had long since rotted, and his voice resonated from the fragments of flesh, "I have never seen an individual like you...... The information you brought with you almost polluted the whole story. ”

Gawain didn't respond, he just took a step forward, and a long sword with a dark red tinge suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a further step forward, he was covered with the heavy armor that this body had worn when he fought on the battlefield seven hundred years ago.

"It's okay, this way of 'talking' is a little more direct."

Duvalt, who was in shabby clothes, looked calmly at Gawain, who drew his sword without saying a word, and said in an indifferent tone, and then threw away the lantern in his hand unhurriedly.

The flame in the lantern was extinguished instantly, but in the moment the flame broke, countless rising shadows suddenly escaped from Duvalt's aging body, and those shadows roared wildly, tangled and expanded in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a giant spider made of ashes, smoke, shadows, and dark red patterns, exactly like the dead upper narrator on the spiral hill!

A strange roar sounded from the smoke and dust, and the black spider covered with divine patterns on its body raised a joint limb, blocking the blazing long sword in Gawain's hand, sparks scattered and shattered between the blade and the joint limbs, and Duvalt's voice, which was no longer human, came from the spider's body: "It's a pity that your sword blade derived from reality can withstand endless nightmares......"

Gawain clenched his sword and met the dark red eyes that flickered in the smoke and dust, a little illusory glimmer spreading on his blade: "What a coincidence, I'm also a little proficient in dreams......

Illusory flames rose from the surface of the Pioneer Sword, and the spider arthrop that seemed to be indestructible a moment ago was cut into two pieces in an instant, and the huge body of "Duvalt" instantly moved sideways in an incredibly flexible way, dodging Gawain's next attack, and let out a series of chaotic and inexplicable roars.

Gawain turned his wrist, and the long sword slashed a semicircle beside him, and the next second he held the sword again, and at the same time asked, "Are you an upper-level narrator?" Or is it His incarnation? Projection?

"And what is that girl named Naretil?

"The gods are dead...... And where does the lingering breath come from? ”

The spider-like "Duvalt" faced Gawain's stormy attack, dodging and counterattacking while letting out a murky noise: "Outsider...... That's a lot of questions......

"It's a pity that there is no answer in the nightmare!"

A layer of thick fog suddenly descended on the plain, the thick fog instantly blocked everyone's senses, and in the darkness only saw the phantom shadow of a huge spider moving quickly in the fog, Yuri opened his hands, constantly outlining golden runes to strengthen everyone's minds, Magnum set off a powerful mental storm, constantly dispelling the spiritual pollution that came closer, Selena held a lantern in her hand, while vigilantly watching the changes in the fog, while looking in the direction of Gawain.

Gawain clenched the long sword in one hand, his gaze slowly swept over the dense fog in front of him, and a huge spider phantom flashed in front of him, but he just calmly took half a step back, and said without looking back: "Yuri, Magnum, you return to the real world. ”

……

Deep in the dungeon of the Eternal Sleeper's headquarters, there was silence in the containment area on the ground floor, as if the entire palace had been shrouded in a peaceful deep sleep.

Near the assembly hall on the ground floor, in a separate containment room, Wendy, a soft-faced, serene "spiritual song", was sitting quietly on her bed, watching a white spider that came out of nowhere, almost transparent, watching it toddle in the corner of the wall, watching it run around on the ground.

Wendy's face was calm, her eyes were as silent as water, and she seemed to have been staring at it like this for a century, and she was going to continue to look at it like this.

Suddenly, she blinked, and raised her head as if awakened from a dream.

On the opposite side of the bed, a kraken rune carved from magical materials was quietly glowing, glowing with a strange power that would make the mind clear and the mind sharp.

Wendy frowned suddenly.

Spider...... Why are there spiders in the containment area with strict control and cleaning regimes?

The archbishop stood up and subconsciously came to the spider that was stabbing in the corner of the wall, and the latter was disturbed by her, and several long legs quickly danced away, and quickly climbed up the wall, disappearing into thin air in front of Wendy halfway through the climb.

Wendy's expression instantly became serious.

She walked quickly to the iron door and tapped it twice: "Mr. Guard, how is the situation outside?" ”

After a second or two of delay, a muffled voice from a spirit knight came from outside the door: "Everything is normal outside, Archbishop Wendy." ”

Wendy frowned, and quietly opened the Psychic Vision, and in the hazy vision brought by the Psychic Vision, she saw through the heavy metal door the Spirit Knight guard in heavy helmets and armor standing in the corridor outside.

Despite not being a combatant herself, Wendy is more or less an archbishop-level priest, and the protective gates and walls in the containment area don't completely block her from prying eyes.

"Mr. Guard," Wendy said softly in a voice that exerted a little force as she looked at the figure in the hallway outside the door, "Is everything really normal outside?" ”

"Everything is normal out there, Archbishop Wendy."

The guard in heavy armor said in a sullen voice, but in Wendy's mental vision, he clearly saw that the other party slowly raised his right hand, his palm was placed horizontally in front of his chest, and his palm was downward!

Pollution from the upper class narrator?! When?!

Wendy, who thought she was the first to be contaminated by an upper-level narrator, suddenly widened her eyes, and vaguely realized that everyone had been deceived by some kind of illusion, and her hand pressed on the cold metal door, and her eyes quickly froze.

It took only two seconds to think.

In the next moment, she turned around, leaning against the wall next to the door, her eyes fixed on the rune with magical power on the opposite wall that could purify spiritual pollution, and said in a clear voice:

"To the upper narrator, to our all-knowing and all-powerful Lord—"

In the corridor outside the door, there was the sound of the guard's armor slightly colliding and rubbing, as if he was listening.

"Brother, open the door," Wendy said, controlling her heartbeat and breathing, in a calm tone, "the time has come for the Lord to come. ”

There was a moment of calm outside the door, and Wendy waited in this unbearable calm, and finally, she heard the voice of the Spirit Knight guard coming into her ears: "I understand, wait a minute." Compatriots, this is really good news. ”

With the sound of metal clashing, Wendy saw the iron door next to her slowly open, and then a figure in silver-white armor walked in.

"Fellow-" the figure began.

Wendy suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed one of the opponent's arms, and then pulled and pulled, dragging the tall guard directly in the air and throwing half a circle, and even the armor slammed heavily on the wall on the side, and the whole body armor like a tin made a loud sound in the impact - clang!!

Immediately after that, without waiting for the other party to land, Wendy stepped forward again, pressed the spirit knight who still had the remaining consciousness and counterattack ability to the ground, wrenched the opponent's helmet head with both hands, and forcibly made the eyes covered by the pair of face armor meet his own line of sight, and whispered: "Look at me!"

"Mind Shock!"

The spirit knight, who was strong and had good mental resistance, was powerless in the face of an archbishop's surprise attack at such a close range, and almost instantly fell into a deep coma.

After making sure the guards had no power to fight back, Wendy let go of her hand and let the heavy helmet clatter on the floor.

Then she stood up and turned in the direction of the hallway.

But she had just taken a few steps and was about to step out of the door when she suddenly stopped.

The warning from within her made her stop abruptly, and she quickly remembered if she had forgotten something crucial.

The next second, she turned around and saw the mysterious rune on the wall of the room that helped her break free from the mental pollution of the upper narrator step by step.

She wasn't sure if she was still carrying the pollution, or even if she had left the room of her own volition or something else.

After hesitating for a moment, Wendy took a light breath and quickly made up her mind.

It is necessary to inform the people in the upper area that the containment area is contaminated!!

(Mom!!!! ）

(The energy is exhausted, and the food is peaceful......

The double shift is over, and the single shift will be resumed. Actually, I didn't save enough manuscripts this time, and the second chapter of the past two days has been written and published on the spot, and today I finally can't keep up with the energy...... Looking back, after all, I have been writing for ten years, and my body has indeed declined a lot compared to when I first entered the industry, and my energy is not enough, and tenosynovitis seems to be ready to commit it again, so I can only go here.

Cultivate for a while, and then save up the manuscript.

In the end, being idle is also idle, so ask for a monthly pass! This month and the next month, I beg for it, but if there is, right? ）