In the realm of the world, the real space, in the position of the city of water and wood, an inexplicable force penetrated the barriers on both sides, and the canopy composed of black mist emitted bursts of wails, and an increasingly terrifying aura emanated from the circular canopy.

The aftermath of a mighty force spread outward, and the ground of the Inner World Realm began to shake and tremble under this great tremor.

When Enola's cry was heard, the humans and the demons who knew the Camelot language stopped fighting, because there was something more important for them to fight anymore. They were able to fight just now, completely believing that they would be able to return to the real space after killing each other, but now that they heard from Enola's mouth that the way back to reality was blocked, then what was the point of them killing again!

Everyone understood that the situation was not the time to kill each other, and they each kept a safe distance, observing the shrouded canopy in a radius of several kilometers.

In the hollow and pale world, the wind is still and the clouds are frozen, and there is a group of strong men who are strong enough to soar into the sky, they are still on guard against their enemies, but they are looking for the truth of this canopy together, flying around the canopy, testing the predatory ability and aggressiveness of the canopy.

"I am the Knight-of-Command of the Templar Inquisition, Romstson, and I have a spell from the saint, and now, listen to me!"

The knight of the Commandments from the Templar raised his golden sword in his right hand and slapped it on his chest, the sword and his dazzling golden armor glowing with a soft white light, and an olive branch shadow appeared behind Romdos's back.

But all the humans who saw this milky white olive branch curse mark showed a solemn look.

I saw Romdos shouting, "Everyone, please use your strongest ranged attack and destroy this evil thing with me!" ”

With that, Romdos took the lead, and after putting down his sword, he took out the golden longbow on his back, and the first one opened the bowstring towards the black canopy below: "The light does not stop, the life does not end, and the ghosts of the dead are ghostly." There is nothing to hide - the judgment of thunder! ”

Romdos, who shouted the name of archery, gathered his spirit, energy, and spirit to a peak at the same time as he roared, and the roar was not a show off or a bluff, but a combat skill that made his fighting spirit and spirit rise to the peak. In the face of an unknown and unimaginable amount of evil power, Romdos can only push the power of this long-range attack to the extreme!

Brilliant golden streamers flowed on the arrows of the inscription, and the moment Romdos released the bowstring, a sharp thunderbolt suddenly roared!

I saw an illusory stream of gold flash away, a thin golden line crossed the air, and the arrow only instantly sank into the black mist barrier. And after this domineering archery of Romdos. The humans who confirmed his Templar spell responded to his call one after another, and each used the ranged attack method of the watchman, and for a while, there was a huge fluctuation of energy bombardment and mana resonance in the human camp.

The cold and hard frost blow shot into the sky with a bone-chilling chase of the arrow's trajectory, and a thundercloud storm of lightning and thunder appeared over the sky, but unfortunately this is not a real space, and the mage who can't borrow much from the outside world is not a hero-level powerhouse, let alone the elemental heart of the god of law. Although the thundercloud released was small, the thunder pillars that were blasted down one after another were still powerful, and the violent power of the thunder was worthy of being the most explosive spell in the elements.

As for the other hand-to-hand combat powerhouses. Their magic skills are all very poor, except for one or two people with long-range spell marks who are following others to attack the canopy, the rest of the humans who have no effective long-range means are all holding weapons and waiting for the demons. Prevent them from attacking suddenly.

Those demons......

They're watching a play.

There was a leader-like figure who stopped all the demons when the humans attacked the Skycanopy, leaving them to watch. The Bloodline man with batwings on his back. His words were very influential among the many demons, that is, he commanded the demons to let them watch the fire from the other side. If nothing else, this man is likely to be one of the top leaders of all the spies in Mizuki City.

The demons can watch from the sidelines because they haven't figured out what is happening in front of them. Selfishness is one of the inferior nature of human beings, and this kind of inferior nature will only expand infinitely when put on demons. Rather than wasting their strength, it would be better to watch the humans consume physical strength and combat resources, and when they have no energy to make a fuss, it will be easy for the demons led by the leader of the Blood Clan to kill them again......

After a long time, humanity stopped its futile actions.

Their confident attacks all hit the canopy, and these spells, arrows, and pure energy were also swallowed into the canopy without a trace, and there was not even a ripple in the water.

"What should I do......" A strong human man stared at the sky with a blank look after his energy was exhausted.

Countless elemental and physical attacks greeted the canopy, but the target did not react, and the black mist still howled and flashed with an evil glow.

This is the way they came to the realm of the world, but the road has been blocked, and if they accidentally get closer, they will be swept into it like the unlucky ghost just now, and they don't know how they died.

"Master, I think I know what I want to do in Shadow Street......"

The idea of the Demon Source came into Jory's mind, and in a tone that could not be refused, it said to its master: "It's time, master, you can no longer refuse to synchronize the memories of the chaotic divinity, what Shadow Street has made is not something you can face now. ”

"It seems easy to say......" Jory replied coldly to the Demon Gentono.

About a dozen humans floated in the air, and about six or seven demons stood behind the Blood Leader and Lodaia, but Jory didn't approach them, floating alone at a low altitude of about two meters above the ground, keeping a distance from them.

"When I synchronize my memories from my past life, my mind will be confused, and I won't be able to control my actions at that time, but Enola ......is here too," Jory said in a deep voice, "...... I also want to synchronize all the memories of the chaotic divinity and awaken my heart. But what do I think about it, are you trying to get me out of control and take the opportunity to kill Enola too? ”

The demons watched the situation for a long time, and after a short rest, the humans launched the next wave of bombardment, but in the end their actions were in vain, and their spells and arrows sank into the black fog like stones sinking into the sea, without a trace of waves. Only the hobby in the canopy continued.

The tragic sound was as if countless people had been sacrificed, and their souls groaned in pain in prison. Recite......

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Jory turned his head sharply to look to his side, his half-condensed and half-fogged humanoid body turned in place several times, scanning the sky, the earth, and the distance.

A second ago, Jory's heart actually beat inexplicably, and it felt as if someone had patted him on the shoulder...... Is this a delusion?

"No, it's ......"

After the throbbing of his heart as if he had been tapped on the shoulder, his senses looked directly at the canopy. It seems to be trying to penetrate the eye. The fog that obscured the truth gradually lifted away from Jory's eyes, and if he returned to his physical form, he would find that his pupils were gradually dilating.

This is the body's instinctive response to the highly stimulating senses.

The inexplicable throbbing that came from his heart made Jory's visual senses see something that no one else could see.

As if someone had cleared the fog in front of him, Jory saw it......

Covered by the black mist, there was an absolutely dark clearing, with a towering stone pillar standing in the center. The chain-wrapped pillars tied the arms of a "man" and hung him in mid-air.

"Shadow Street...... Quiet street ......"

Jory's blood mist was half condensed into the form, and the blood mist on the surface of his body was static for a moment, and the next moment it was surging violently like an angry dragon!

"What the hell are you rubbish doing!!

Fly and float. Jory's impatient voice yelled at the humans: "Get out of the way!" Hurry, hurry!! You want to die?! ”

His movements, faster than his roar, turned Jory around the angle of the canopy. From the corner to the ground, he burst out of his legs and rushed towards Enola as fast as he could.

Just now, Jory vaguely pierced through the canopy and saw through what was inside. He saw it......

Regardless, Jory couldn't let Enola continue her stupid attack towards the sky.

The thing in the center of the black fog, once it erupts, everyone will die! Even Jory didn't dare to guarantee that he would survive at such a distance! He couldn't let Enola die, and he would never allow Enola to die in front of him until he figured out the relationship between Enola and Mary!

…… The familiar, unfamiliar force is slowly waking up......

Because of the same power similar to divinity, Jory felt inexplicably familiar, but more terrifying than divinity, making him feel strangely terrifying...... A power more terrifying than divinity!

What the hell do the demons of Shadow Street want, what do they want!

Are they all crazy!

"In the afterglow of the oblique moon and the end of the sun, I have risen from the land of exile......"

The long and long chant sounded in everyone's heart, and the ancient, sad voice and faint vicissitudes of life made this empty world cry. Endless years have precipitated desolation, and under this ubiquitous voice, what heroic powerhouse, what pure-blood demon, are like slaves struggling in the gladiatorial arena, low, insignificant, and have lost control of their own lives.

The wind, which had never flowed, was rejuvenated at this time, and the wind roared in the air, and the lead-colored clouds increased the speed of fluttering, scattering around the canopy, and the lead clouds in the sky seemed to be full of fear and wanted to flee from this place.

Looking at Enola, who was standing still, and seeing that she was less than twenty miles away from the canopy at this time, Jory's heart trembled.

"End...... ......"

Rumble!

The sharp wind blade slammed into the black canopy, driving black mist and evil glow, and these terrifying wind blades swirled together. In just an instant, the irresistible suction spread out, and the unexpected human beings didn't even have time to react, and before they could scream, they were pulled into the sky by the suction one by one.

Due to the reason of watching the play, the demons who did not act together and kept their distance were lucky to escape, and they flashed away in the distance as soon as possible. But the human race is different, those mages are better, the strong men in hand-to-hand combat are almost swallowed up, and only Enola supports it, releasing a fearless aura to resist the suction, but it is still dragged by the suction step by step towards the sky curtain barrier.

A spiral-shaped pillar of air pierced the top of the canopy, swaying the shattered black mist straight into the sky, and the terrifying celestial phenomenon that pierced the sky could be seen from a distance.

"After countless years, I woke up in the dark, and I ...... Who am I? ”

The wind and the clouds suddenly stopped, as if they were being pulled by life, and the living beings who made this question seemed to grasp the clouds and wind that wanted to slip away from them, and questioned them.

Demon Yuandian's cold and steady thoughts from beginning to end trembled at this time.

It wasn't that it was terrified of such a majestic vision, but that there was an indescribable majestic force that affected the thoughts it transmitted to Jory, making the transmission of the Demon Source Book intermittent.

"Lord...... Person...... Hurry up ......"

Sync ......

"Shadow Street...... Memorial...... Ancient Gods ......" (to be continued......