Verse 330: Distinction (3)
Someone touches minecraft in subspace.
With the ritual just about to begin in five minutes, Ayres whispered a warning to Marin.
"The guests are here." Marin said to the kobold paladin beside him.
The latter nodded, the kobold looked extremely old, but the years did not seem to be able to leave any damage on his body, hearing Marin's reminder, he nodded: "How many people." β
"It's not clear, but there are at least seven of them, maybe more."
"I can understand the thoughts of His Excellency Hoffman's apprentices, mortals are afraid of everything, but they are still thinking about destroying the ritual to the point where they are depraved, and I don't know what to say."
"What do you mean?" The old paladin spoke the steppe elf language, Marlin's native language, so there was no problem in terms of communication, and Marin was also very curious.
It stands to reason that these apprentices shouldn't have come to ruin the ritual after becoming Chaos - because for them, the evil gods sealed by Old Hoffman's sect had nothing to do with them, and they shouldn't be here anyway.
Not to mention that they came to disrupt the ritual, they said that they were here to kill Marin is really believed, but they came to sabotage the ritual...... Even if the Chaos Brain is really burned out, there shouldn't be such an operation.
"Hoffman's apprentices, I have also heard in the other world, are poor and pathetic young people, in order not to become containers, but bewitched by chaos, they think that by incarnating chaos, they can escape the fate of becoming containers, but they do not expect that they incarnate chaos, and they are only turning their own bodies into cages of their souls." When the old man said this, he suddenly raised his head: "There are synapses that have come into contact with this world, and it is them." β
Marin looked up and saw only the sky.
Then in the next second, Marin felt it tooβit was the stench of chaos.
"A large number of targets, it seems that they are entangled with a lot of people, I need the master of this world to help us intercept them, one-on-one." The old paladin turned his head to look outside the castle, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to grab the void, Marin saw Ayers crash through the walls of the castle like a cannonball and fly in.
"What about the interception field in the half-plane." The kobold old paladin asked.
Ailes snapped his fingers, and in Marin's eyes, red punctuation spots immediately appeared in the sky, which should be the invading chaos, which is really interesting, is it okay to come down from such a high place.
As soon as Marin finished thinking about it, there was already a chaotic landing on the other side - not jumping down, but directly appearing on the ground like a teleportation.
Hurry up and intercept these, I'm still locating new targets, how can that old man have so many apprentices?
Ayers looked busy.
Marin wondered how to intercept - he noticed a guy who looked very big, instinctively had a killing intent, and then the next second, he found himself and this guy in a place that looked like a fighting arena.
Kill it, and you'll be able to come out of this small half-plane, remember to hurry, there are a lot of guests.
Ailes's whisper rang in Marin's head.
The big man on the other side noticed Marin, he smiled a little hideously, and at the same time waved the weapon in his hand, looking ready to fight Marin.
Marin turned sideways, pulled out the revolver at his waist, and with a single shot, shattered the chaotic brains.
Then the next second, Marin appeared in the same place.
It feels like playing a game.
Marin complained while noticing that he was back in the arena, the body of the old brother was still there, and this time it was a pig-headed man who pulled him in, he screamed, and charged at Marin with the two-handed axe in his hand.
Marin began to load his bullets.
Fio roared with blood and perfectly split the pig's head in half.
Out of the arena, Marin pulled the trigger on the chaos who had just gotten off the ground and hadn't reacted, and the latter had just gotten up, and before he could figure out where he was, he was hit through the head by a blessed holy silver bullet, and fell to the ground without the slightest dignity, and then a golden cake jumped out of his body with a bang.
Ayers, your ghost world still has its own soul training, but it seems that you can't do anything about the evil god-level existence.
Marin sighed as he picked out a macho man wearing only underwear, the latter was two meters four, which was even more annoying than the previous one.
Entering the arena, the latter laughed, and was shot in the head by Marin, and the person was still leaning back, and Marin was already out of the arena.
At this time, Marlin noticed that the kobold paladin seemed to be missing one.
It looks like there's a attrition, but it's okay to die here, with Ayers holding the soul, and if you're lucky, you can be resurrected - in the world over there, there is a resurrection technique.
Of course, this technique is only useful over there, and the laws of the world on Marin's side are different - as long as the souls of people in this world are not intercepted by chaos or necromancy after death, they will basically return to the River of Destination (Mana River, or the River of Souls, different names between different churches), and those paladin souls in the golden field of the Anonymous Clan are really ready to fight the final battle in Marin's opinion.
Time is precious, Marin randomly picked a big man and shot him, only to see him leaning his neck, Marin found himself in the arena.
This time there was nothing but corpses, and in less than a second of thinking, Marin ordered Manna to be rooted in the ground, and the next second, the invisible Chaos Halfling was impaled into the air.
Lord Marin, please don't let your shoots use the Rooting Skill under any circumstances, I don't want this little world of mine to become a garden world that night.
Ayres' screams were heard - it seemed that there were people in Subspace who were interested in the Garden World, and it seemed that they were still Ayres's opponents.
Marin sighed as he reached out and grabbed the throwing axe, and then threw it back, and while the human Chaos screamed and fell to the ground, Marin noticed that the Chaos who had just received the bullet with his head appeared in place again, and he still had a head of the Marin clan in his hand.
It's you.
Shattering a freshly grounded Chaos, Marlin dragged him into the arena.
"You'll be my brand new trophy!" The armored Chaos laughed cruelly.
Marlin threw away the empty revolver, and the four World Tree twigs turned into two-handed war hammers in front of him, and when the chaos roared and rushed over, Marlin stretched out his hand, and a pure white ray hit its shell, and at the moment when it staggered because it was ignited by divine energy, Marlin swung the war hammer in his hand, and the hammer hit the chaotic head, which was smashed into its chest by Marin in the next second.
Then there was the second rounded blow, and this time, this chaos was directly smashed into pieces by Marin's brute force.
Out of the arena, Marin saw Amm Lenson.
This guy was carrying the dwarf's head in his hand.
β¦β¦ You've disgraced the Great Devil, bearded.
Marin scolded his mother in his heart, and was about to find him alone, when he found that this guy disappeared in front of him.
Who's going to rob me of my business?!
Marin turned his head, and then noticed that the old Hoffman in the center of the ceremony was missing.
It's gone?
It's gone!