(To warm up for tomorrow's outbreak, please give me a monthly pass during the double period.) ）

Looking at the carvings that seemed familiar in the dream, the smile on Charlotte's face seemed extraordinarily relaxed for the first time. She's been in the real shijie for so long that she almost forgets how to get back into the shijie in the sky.

She could only vaguely remember that Shijie in the sky used to be so carefree. As for her fall, her death, she was completely ignorant of it. The Book of the Dead of Yanni once said that stopping in that shroud and taking the crown with you would return to the nobler heavens. Charlotte remembered this, but she had forgotten how to get back to her coffin, how to get herself back to her homeland where she had once floated over all the continents.

"We came from human time 40,000 years ago, and our continent was called 'M' by humans. It was a continent built on the branches of the Yuktrasil, floating in the air. Our stories have been told in many parts of the planet, from ancient India, New Zealand, southern Africa, all the way to Easter Island, where our footprints and voices have been presented. ”

Charlotte looked at the large nameplate in her hand, which was already missing on all sides, but it didn't affect the reading of the words on it. This is a treasure left behind by the Povsky family, not only because it describes a history that has never been heard of by mankind, but more importantly, behind this nameplate, there is a seemingly simple magic circle.

The name of that circle is called: The Dead Resurrected.

The Preacher who is called the Son was resurrected because of this circle, not because of the Shroud. He didn't know he should return to the sky. Return to the glory of the Mu Continent. He gives everything to the Shijie Tree. And the incarnation of Yuktarahir as his own gospel to spread to his followers.

What a stupid guy that guy is. Charlotte thought so, and with the mortals on the earth, she had so easily forgotten the honor and glory of the past. Forgetting how the heavens rained down boundless punishment when those who did not worship the noble existence of the sky.

Sodom, Gomorrah, Nineveh, Jericho, these sinful cities were destroyed in an instant. The sinful people there were also wiped out in the eyes of the noble beings of the Mu Continent. Such glory only belongs to the existence of the Mu Continent, not the prophecy of Yuktrahir.

It is an eternal truth that the mortal can only depend on the noble to survive, and it is absolutely indisputable.

From the guy who preached the gospel, the king's will slowly spread. Demons, mundane wars, calamities, these are all in the king's eyes.

"Look at that, what a stupid human being. If you still believe in the noble existence on the Mu Continent. If you still rely on those powerful creatures, how can something like a demon stay in this shijie? Mundane wars and disasters can only be mediated by noble beings. That's the real order. Truly eternal. ”

Such voices echoed in Charlotte's mind, and after that, she finally realized that she was not only a saint, but also possessed by the will of the king who wandered around Europe. Because of this will, her holy realm was stronger than that of any saint of any previous era. If it weren't for the suppression of Yggdrasil, this shijie might have been owned by her. And now, with little interest in the world, all she had to do was find the shroud and go to the king's coffin. There, find the crown that belongs to the king, take it with you, and use the circle on the nameplate to resurrect from the coffin. She is going back to the sky, to her noble friends,

If it weren't for that damn Yuderan, who stole the king's cloth and entered the reality shijie, how could the king have no protection when he needed to wake up, and finally his body turned into complete particles wandering around in this coffin.

And now, standing in this passage, Charlotte can clearly hear the wailing and roaring of the king's body in it, and can hear the unwillingness from the heart. But that is no longer meaningful, and the king's will will eventually change everything. With a new body, return to the former paradise, and everything in the past is left to remain here.

Those who think that they can block their way in various ways will end up with the same end result as before. They will remain mortal, and they will become the true rulers, and even Yggdrasil will not be able to stop her progress.

Thinking of this, Charlotte's agitated mood calmed down slightly, and she lowered her head to Xiao Yan and said, "Take out the key." ”

Xiao Yan, whose eyes were glazed, could no longer control his thoughts, yes, there was a voice in his subconscious that kept calling, trying to make him sober up in such an environment. But without hurried extra effort, he alone would not have been able to do this. He mechanically reached out and pulled a package from his cloak.

It was a small package made of skin, and when he handed it to Charlotte, the saint frowned slightly, and said majestically, "I asked you to give me the key, and not to worship me." ”

"The key is here."

Xiao Yan replied mechanically, his eyes had begun to diverge slightly, and all the information around him was constantly moving away from his side. That subconscious mind is sinking into an abyss of no sense, in which not even the color black exists.

Charlotte frowned and took the package from Xiao Yan's hand, a leather package that had been wrapped in a strange way. Even the leather looks a little different, and it feels very strange to the touch, as if the leather doesn't exist. This made Charlotte feel uncomfortable, especially when such a package was held in her hand, and the saint could clearly feel that there was definitely more than one key in the package, slimy, and it made people feel that something was not right.

"You come and open this package, no, forget it, I'll solve it."

Charlotte originally wanted Xiao Yan to open the suspicious package and take out the key inside, but after thinking about it, she still denied this intention. Success was close at hand, and she didn't want Xiao Yan to get the key again, thus causing the possibility of a slight omission from Zuihou.

Carefully taking basic precautions for her body, Charlotte slowly unwrapped the package, allowing her to confirm that it had once been a mask that belonged exclusively to Yggdrasil. This discovery caused Charlotte to pause and look up at Xiao Yan again, the young trialist's expression still dull and sluggish.

"This is Rudolph's mask? I have to say that compared to the appearance of that middle-aged man, the way you look now is even more endearing. ”

Charlotte whispered, and then opened the whole package completely, and for the first time, she could already see the key diagonally inserted through the gap in the package. Then, the holy woman involuntarily let out a violent roar.

The powerful biological weapon created by Hannibal, coupled with nearly 12 hours of fermentation, has elevated the flavor to the point of outrage. Obscured by this mask, the flavors inside overlapped many times, so thick that the tiny particles could be seen. As Charlotte opened the gap, the smell burst out, more irritating than any kind of shockwave or direct attack. So much so that Charlotte had just smelled a little bit of it, and she already had a splitting headache and couldn't help but start roaring in a low voice.

Compared to this taste, the visual impact is more frustrating. This is the reverse of a human mask, which means that the original hair, beard, and even teeth of the mask are soaked in something that has decayed and deteriorated, and it is unknown what the prototype is. The things were tangled together, along with the poor key, and no one who smelled it would be willing to go on and try to use their hands to remove the tangled hairs from the kneading, and then remove the one that looked to be discolored.

Charlotte shouted, "Damn it, damn it!" You would have confronted me with such an ugly thing and made me smell so disgusting. You have to die, you have to die! ”

But compared to this, the smell that was permeating the entire passage was even more unbearable to the saint. The king's coffin was like a manger in such a smell. No, it's worse than that. What's even more indescribable, this smell even made her body involuntarily take a few steps back. As for the face with the key, Charlotte had reached out and dropped it on the ground. Just thinking about the fact that both hands had been rubbing the skin outside and trying to feel what was inside, and then thinking that those soft things were actually these disgusting existences, Charlotte had lost the courage to continue to hold this skin in her hands.

At this moment, a brilliant aura suddenly opened up from Xiao Yan's side, to be exact, a part that had been deliberately cut off was revealed. Behind that, Hannibal, wearing a splendid crown, walked out slowly. With the appearance of the crown, the entire passage emitted a Kerala sound, a sound that made Charlotte change color. She tried to rush up and forcibly take the crown from Hannibal's head, but Hannibal, who was almost legendary, only let out a violent roar that made Charlotte give up the idea. She had to step back continuously, looked at Hannibal's fierce eyes from afar, let out an unwilling roar, and then quickly ran towards the depth of the passage.

"Well done, good friend, well done."

Losing control of the Holy Realm, Xiao Yan slowly stood up, patted Hannibal's body, and whispered. (To be continued......)