The black mist showed that although most of the hundreds of members invited by Ten Thousand Worlds City were a little flustered, there were still a very small number of people, and their faces remained calm.

Coming to an unknown place and facing a life-and-death crisis, they can still have this kind of attitude, which shows that these members still have some confidence in their hearts.

It may not necessarily solve the current difficulties, but it should not be difficult to save your life.

"Zizi... Whe..."

Just as Hamm, the evil god from the Bolun world, unleashed a black mist, turning into wisps of black lines, in a vain attempt to invade the bodies of these hundreds of members, there was suddenly a strange sound that spread in from beyond the range of this black mist.

"What sound?"

At this moment, not only Hamm was a little surprised, but even the trapped travelers of the Ten Thousand Worlds City raised their heads in surprise and looked at the source of the voice.

"The regulations of the City of Ten Thousand Realms are jointly formulated by the members of the Ten Thousand Realms Dimensional Exchange Council, and have the highest authority mechanism of the Ten Thousand Worlds City."

"Hamm, a traveler from the Bolun World, has violated the most basic and fundamental regulations of Myriad Worlds City, and it is forbidden to use force against travelers from other worlds within the scope of Myriad City."

"In view of Hamm's aggravating circumstances and unrepentance, the Tower of Ten Thousand Realms has decided to impose sanctions on him in accordance with the rules."

"Take back the Ten Thousand Worlds Invitation Token and kill it to make an example!"

Bang bang bang!

The cold sound of the electronic machinery fused together pierced through the black fog, resounding in the hearts of Hamm and every traveler in the City of Ten Thousand Worlds, and the next moment, countless lightning flashing blue lights crackled through the black fog, weaving into a shrouded power grid, controlling the entire black fog that Hamm had turned into in it, and not even a trace of it was dispersed.

And the black lines that had been emitted like tentacles had already been directly dispersed by the electric light at the moment when the thunder slashed out and turned into ashes.

"Presumptuous!"

The indescribable voice with the element of fear turned into sound waves from the black mist, constantly impacting out, resounding in the square of this Ten Thousand Worlds City, making those members from all worlds have solemn faces.

"What kind of sacredness is this black fog..."

"Such a breathtaking bewitching sound is the most terrifying demon in the abyss, and I'm afraid it's nothing more than that."

Merlin Kieran held the wooden staff in his hand, and with the academic mystery he comprehended, he continued to use defensive academics, blessing himself and the French next to him, and then quietly watched the battle between electric light and black fog above his head.

"Mr. Merlin, why do you say you're not an Arcanist? Are not these spells that you have cast with your staff a gift of knowledge? ”

Fa Wen looked wistfully at the crystal barrier in front of him, and his originally frightened expression gradually quieted down, and then he spoke excitedly to the brown-haired old man, completely ignoring the dangerous situation in front of him.

Although the Tarot world admires arcane arts, there are few arcanists that French has seen in the past fourteen years, and this is the first time he has seen such a complete arcane art as Merlin in front of him.

Looking at the French words in front of him, full of curiosity, a pair of brown pupils flashed with joy, Merlin smiled a little bitterly.

He didn't know what this kid was talking about as an arcanist.

Thanks to the language exchange technology that comes with the Wanjie Invitation Token, Merlin has an inexplicable good impression of this bookish child.

He felt that the boy was a creative talent, and that's why he took care of French like this.

You must know that in the Light God Realm, it is rare to see children who are full of intellectual curiosity like this, this is a natural scholar!

A thirst for knowledge and curiosity, coupled with a belief in the pursuit of truth, are two qualities that must be possessed to be a great scholar.

Merlin felt that the French language possessed these two great qualities.

If he is willing to follow him on the path of truth and become a scholar, he will surely be an epic figure not inferior to Copernican in the future.

"Listen, kid."

"This is the academic power that emerges from the will based on knowledge and reason, and it is also the transcendent way that we scholars have practiced!"

"Believers dedicate their bodies and minds to the gods in exchange for the power to shepherd the world, while we scholars ultimately embrace the transcendent on the basis of our own knowledge and practice."

"You may be talking about an Arcanist with similar powers to ours, but listen to me, child."

Speaking of this, Merlin Kieran paused, looked at the thunder that was about to completely annihilate the black fog in mid-air, and said with some seriousness:

"It doesn't matter what kind of power you use, what matters is whether you're on the right path or not."

"Man is man precisely because man thinks, and knowledge is free and unfettered."

"To seek knowledge is to embrace freedom and emancipate the mind."

"Therefore, as long as you are on the path of seeking the truth, then everyone is a scholar."

"May the light of knowledge shine on you at all times, little French."

Judging from Merlin's strength comparable to that of the fourth-order of the Council, this black mist evil creature that was presumptuous in mid-air was gradually no longer able to defeat the Ten Thousand Worlds City.

Therefore, the brown-haired old man put away his defensive academics, raised his arm a little laxly, and touched the French head with a smile.

"Child, I can feel the thirst for knowledge in you."

"So I want you to stay on the right path, even if you and I don't belong to the same world."

"I don't think there should be a barrier to knowledge, and the knowledge of each world is equal, which is why Ten Thousand Worlds City attracts me."

Even after entering the City of Ten Thousand Worlds, Fa Wen still hugged the two books in his arms tightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Merlin!"

The French cheeks flushed when he said this, which was caused by too much excitement.

Although he came from an aristocratic background, the French had never been in contact with someone as learned as Merlin.

In his mind, even if Merlin is not an arcanist, he must be as great as those high-level arcanists.

He was very happy to be able to talk to such a character.

"Damn!"

Hamm, as an ancient evil god who can stand in the world of Bolun for thousands of years, is a little reckless, but he is definitely not stupid.

He found that with the power of his evil god, he couldn't break through this layer of power grid.

And what surprised him even more was that his lifespan, which was so long that it was almost innumerable, had passed rapidly under the interweaving of thunder and thunder.

This means that if he continues like this, he may die.

Die? What a ridiculous word for an evil god!

Hamm's illusory face, hidden in the black mist, was distorted, a little frenzied.

"I don't care what kind of place you are in this Ten Thousand Worlds City, but now, you have angered me!"

As a source of fear for the spread of plague and panic, Hamm has never been more embarrassed in tens of thousands of years.

He has always been the only one who has watched others tremble in fear and keep making a fool of themselves, but this time hundreds of people are embarrassed to watch him and watch him struggle.

Although he had never experienced this feeling, it made him feel uncomfortable.

Buzzing~

A flash of scarlet color flashed through the black mist covered by the web of thunder.

Hundreds of people from all worlds, seeing this flash of red light, their weak strength and weak minds turned red on the spot, and they fell into a state of restlessness.

As a qualified evil god, the mastery of bewitchment and control will always be a lesson that they must not lack.

Hamm, on the other hand, is one of the best.

Scattered thoughts turn out, and as long as they are touched by Hamm's thoughts, they all become propagators of fear, lose their own will, and become accomplices of dementia.

Hamm admits that even with his strength second only to the ancient gods, there is no way to struggle in this web of thunder, and he can only watch his body being devoured and worn out.

But he will never sink like this, as an evil god, the last thing he lacks is the means to live!

As long as the guy who is corrupted by his thoughts is all his medium, even if only one survives, then he Hamm will never die!

"Boom!!"

The shrill laughter spread, and even though the black fog was squeezed by the power grid and only a small piece of land remained, Hamm laughed happily.

This feeling is what he wants.

What Ten Thousand Worlds City, what so-called council, in the eyes of Hamm, the great source of fear, are all a bunch of incompetent people!

With strength alone, Hamm is indeed the most difficult place to be invited by Ten Thousand Worlds City this time.

With strange powers, he became a god in darkness and madness, and even in the chaotic camp, he still can't deny his strength.

But it's a pity that the most unwelcome people in Wanjie City are unruly guys.

He's in the wrong place.

Swish!

Just as the scarlet light slowly spread and permeated the entire Ten Thousand Worlds City, a force that had brought time to a standstill suddenly rushed down from the top of the towering Ten Thousand Worlds Tower.

Hundreds of people were unable to move within this force, including Hamm, who had no real form and was hidden in the semi-void plane.

The only thing they can move is their thoughts and sights.

In the eyes of the travelers of Ten Thousand Realms City, the light that rushed straight from the Ten Thousand Realms Tower was a sword aura.

But such a powerful sword qi was something they had never seen before.

I saw that the sword qi was like a starry sky, and in an instant, it was close to the Thunder Net.

"The Old Gods... Old Gods!! ”

Seeing this sword qi that seemed to be able to split time and space, Hamm no longer had the madness he had before.

On his face hidden in nothingness, endless panic emerged, and the words of the ghost crying wolf were full of regret.

Everything that was rampant before seems to have become a joke now.

The ancient gods exist in the unknowable, present in the unknowable, and act in the unknowable.

It is only this kind of existence that can truly be called Him.

And in this ordinary sword aura, Hamm felt the gap like an abyss.

He could see the sword qi, he could hear the sword sound of the sword qi spewing out, and he could observe the trajectory of the sword qi rushing in.

But among the tens of thousands of ways he had deduced in his black mist brain, not even one could escape this fate.

He couldn't even move, how could he stop this sword!

Tens of thousands of years of comfort have made Hamm forget the taste of fear.

It wasn't until the moment of death that he finally realized what kind of existence the ancient gods in the legendary horror myth were.

"If I knew that this place was the territory of the ancient gods, how dare I be so presumptuous..."

"Repentance, repentance!!"

The sword qi slashed, and Hamm, who was in the semi-void plane at this moment, had one last thought in his mind before he dissipated.

After a few moments, it slowly dissolves into nothingness.

And in the world of Boren, the human race that originally gained supernatural power by sacrificing to please Hamm, the source of fear, also began to suffer evil consequences.

They were horrified to find that the power they had always been strong had slowly begun to fade.

......

Boren World, in a manor.

"How... How can it be?! ”

The gentleman with an elegant appearance knelt on the ground in pain, looking at the arm in his hand that was constantly glowing black, and the expression on his face was almost distorted because of pain.

"My God, my God!"

"Do you hear the call of your faithful believers!!"

Blood flowed from the facial features of this middle-aged gentleman, making this transcendent person who was once in a high position and decided the life and death of tens of thousands of people with one word become the most helpless lamb.

"Abominable and abominable! The source of fear has fallen! ”

The expression of disbelief, dazedness, panic, and despair kept flashing over the face of this middle-aged gentleman.

"That's the oldest evil god! He... How could he have dissipated, what had gone wrong?! ”

"Uh... Yes!! ”

The use of evil things, coupled with the power obtained by sacrificing to please the evil gods, when the source of power dissipates, the people who obtain the power will eventually be consumed by the power.

Without the protection of the power of the evil gods, the mortal body is completely vulnerable to the evil things that have been included in the body.

These transcendent things, tainted by the aura of evil, used to be the most relied on props for middle-aged gentlemen.

But now there is no power to control it, and the most stable and docile transcendent artifacts have all turned into life-urging ghosts in his body at this moment.

Boom!!

Under the hedging collision of these several evil aura, the middle-aged gentleman's ordinary body without any strength existed, and he couldn't even struggle, but it exploded in an instant, turning into a pool of blood.

And this scene, in all the dark corners of Bolun's world, is happening at the same time.

A power that does not belong to oneself, and one day there will be problems.

It would be a foolish decision to put your life in the hope of an unknown being.

......

Shocked, appalled, awe-inspired, reverent......

Endless emotions were tumbling and brewing in everyone's hearts.

When the sword light passed, the travelers from all worlds, their bodies finally returned to their own control.

No matter how brilliant they were in the past, everyone felt what it was like to be slaughtered at this moment.

The eyes of hundreds of people converged in one place, looking at the white-robed figure that seemed to have fallen from the clouds, and none of them spoke.

In the face of the truly strong, it is not wrong to be cautious.

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