Moss solidifies on the stone bricks of the floor, withering in the dim corridors that see no sunlight all day.

Aside from the scratches in the middle of the frequent movement and the handling of goods, the sides of the hallway were covered in moss, making the floor look like a tattered blanket.

Every time the heavy iron door at the end of the corridor was pushed open, the yellow and green shackles were smashed.

A dim light streamed from behind the door, illuminating the face of the middle-aged priest.

As if he had not aged or decrepit, his mottled white hair was neatly combed behind his head, his face was sharply contoured, his expression was cold and hard, and he was wearing a black robe, like an iron soul.

The whiteness of the pupils swept over, and it made people shudder.

But with the sound behind the door, his face wrinkled slightly.

It seems to be singing.

The distant hoarse moans and faint breaths intertwined, as if it had become a light chant, but this chant was so eerie, with a viscous texture, it was extremely unpleasant.

In the vast underground space behind the door, only the kerosene lamps hanging from the dome provide a dim light.

Dozens of huge pools exude a pungent smell, and some of them have churning waves, but it is impossible to see what is hidden. Some of the pools were dry and empty, except for the dark red silt at the bottom.

Other pools had been half emptied, and heavy chains had fallen from the dome, half-hanging the behemoth in support of the boneless creature.

It was as if the flesh had been forcibly kneaded together, and after all the bones had been extracted, the pure flesh leaned on the pull of the chains, and a part of the tissue poked out of the deep pool.

With the undulation of the flesh, a faint white breath is exhaled from the mouth and nose, and the operation of the lungs produces a turbid sound of liquid churning, which melts into the strange chant and sets the tone of the melody.

The priest frowned, not squinting, and passed through the inhuman creatures, heading straight to the end.

At the end of the hall, in front of the last deep pool, a scholar dressed in white looked down at the creations in the pool, burying his head in the notebook and noticing the comer behind him.

It was only after the priest coughed unpleasantly twice that he turned his head, lifted his heavy glasses, and looked at them for a moment before suddenly bowing his head.

"Ah, you're here, and the trial is about to begin?"

"There are still three hours. ”

The priest replied indifferently: "I take the place of the cardinal to probe 'him' and make sure that he is able to attend the trial, at least ...... to be alive to sit in the chair of the judged.

The envoys of all the nations are waiting for this judgment to be pronounced, and nothing will go wrong. ”

"Ah, this, don't worry. ”

A strange smile appeared on the scholar's old face: "He's doing well now." ”

As he spoke, a huge searchlight fell from the dome, and after a flash of electric sparks, it burst into a white dazzling light, and the lamppost was thrown straight into the pool behind the scholar, illuminating the ...... in the pool That thing.

Something floated in the dark green viscous liquid.

As far as the eye can see, the first thing that draws the eye to it is its bones.

It was as if the iron skeleton had been burned and thrown into the water, twisting into strange shapes, proliferating joints in places that shouldn't exist, and mutilating in others.

Only the twisted spine could be faintly distinguished, many of the joints had merged together, and some of the joints had come out of strange places and floated in the water.

The same deformed muscles cling to it, but it seems that it is not sticky, like seaweed floating in the tide, and the diseased organs grow between the cage of the skeleton and the seaweed, and some have grown out of the body without realizing it.

It's been distorted like this, but after the first glance, I still feel ...... It's like an individual.

Because of its skull.

Compared to the twisted and deformed body, the head was so perfect that it was adorned with a delicate face made by a god, and the blonde hair fluttered in the solution like molten green gold.

The only thing that obscures the eye is the massive iron plug that wedges into the bone from the back of its head, even taking up the place where the brain tissue is, and after removing everything that can be removed, it fills the skull with a lock-like thing.

Hold it in there.

At that moment, the priest was stunned, and only felt chills all over his body.

"Stunned, huh?"

The scholar laughed contentedly: "After all, when I sent it over, I only had half a head and a broken skeleton, and in just two days, it has grown to this extent now."

You see, the lymphatic tissue has almost recovered, although it has grown into a mess like the internal organs. But at least there will be no problem in going to court. ”

In the cold silence, the priest subconsciously drew the emblem on his chest, and the lingering palpitations did not subside.

As if realizing the scholar's teasing of him, his expression became more and more gloomy: "At least give him a limb to be filled?" Also, what is going on with this blurred appearance of flesh and blood?"

"Rest assured, until then, we'll implant him in the dermis, at least it looks ...... Like some people. ”

The scholar just shook his head slightly, and his expression became mocking: "However, I think the jury would like to see this more than that, right?"

If everyone can recognize what the so-called son of God really is, I am afraid that there will be no more inexplicable pity. ”

The priest's brow furrowed, and his voice was cold: "Make it clear, I'm here to convey to you the decree of the Holy See!

There was a brief silence.

The scholar looked at him with strange eyes, like looking at a fool who didn't know anything.

"Shh

The weird old man raised a finger to his lips: "Be quiet, don't disturb him." ”

For a moment, the priest was stunned.

In the deep pool, in the viscous liquid, under the golden fragments, the face suddenly twitched, and then the sleeping eyes suddenly opened.

On one side, the socket was empty, while on the other, the bloodshot red pupils suddenly looked above the water, silently looking into the priest's eyes.

Just being watched, it's as if you're overwhelmed by great fear.

The priest staggered back, stomped on the slippery moss at the edge of the pool, and almost fell to the ground.

Luckily, an arm reached over and grabbed his hand.

"He's awake!"

The priest pointed to the object in the pool in astonishment, his expression contorted.

"No, no, no, it's just a nervous reaction. “

The scholar smiled strangely and let go of his hand, and the priest only now felt a slippery sensation coming from his wrist. It was only then that he sounded, and the touch when he had just been pulled was so soft, as if there were no bones......

The scholar didn't have any abnormality, and his smile was still the same, but he just stretched out his hand and pointed to the pool: "Actually, after the gray matter of the brain has been suppressed and removed, whether it is still conscious or not is another matter." ”

The priest subconsciously asked, "What about the confession that the Church of Christ wants?"

"That's a real problem. ”

The scholar chuckled twice, "It's now immersed in its own dreams, and all the outside interference can't wake it up." However, I heard that you had a lot of expertise in interrogation in the early years, and it's still early anyway, so maybe you can try it?"

"Forget it, forget it......"

The priest shook his head, without thinking.

It's just that before leaving, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the pool, his gaze sweeping over his pupils, and they were separated by a touch.

It's like being afraid of being burned with a soldering iron.

“...... That kind of thing, it's not a human anymore. ”

The door closed.

"Huh. The scholar looked in the direction of the priest's departure, his smile still mocking.

Soon, however, there was a sudden burst of turmoil.

Rumble!

The dome shook, and clouds of dust fell.

It was like an earthquake, and the huge impact came from the city above the surface and came deep underground, still forming a terrifying impact.

It was as if there was a giant on the ground trampling in anger, and the aftermath spread, bringing with it the echo of thunder.

In the deep pool, the viscous dark green liquid also fluctuates.

The pupil of that eye twitched.

Imperceptible.

-

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The first thunderclap sounded.

The Iron Curtain shook the sky, the torn scars had not yet healed, and a faint twilight flowed in from the sky, illuminating the dark sea and sky.

Illuminates the steel monster that is breaking the waves.

The legendary warship Nomad Mountain burst into a roar, and in the shrill whistle, the melody of the Thunder Chapter was once again set off.

On the deck, Ye Qingxuan raised his hand, echoing the power of the ether net.

Endless ether converged, and in the terrifying waves of heaven and earth shaking, he once again clenched the thunder spear that came out of nothing, and threw it forward.

Gungnir roared.

Driven by the World Tree, it roared out towards the pitch-black sea ahead.

The waves roll and everything runs through.

The thunder soared into the sky and fell from the sky again, exuding a tyrannical aura, tearing through the layers of fog, and unabashedly attacking the city that once held all the glow of mankind.

Destruction is coming!

As a result, after layers of protection, the walls of the steel city were burned red.

Countless seawater evaporated and rose into the sky, turning into torrential rain and pouring down.

The nomadic mountain roars, forward.

After the opening waves, the dragon's roar erupted.

Dozens of huge shadows moved forward from the torrential rain, following the nomadic mountains towards the Holy City!

It was the original royal fleet shaped by the Golden Dragon, a legendary legion that once roamed the seven seas.

Through the flow of the Aether Web, at this moment, tens of thousands of war musicians have invested their consciousness here, supporting this terrifying fleet to manifest, and through the transit of dozens of co-ordinators, these behemoths are propelled...... Go on the offensive!

As the fleet advanced, the frenzied sea ahead seemed to be enraged, and a substantial gray mist rose from the ocean, forming an illusory wall, erected layer upon layer above the sea, keeping all outsiders out.

The torrential rain fell on the wall of fog and shattered, and the water vapor rose.

Between heaven and earth is the roar of the sea.

Washed by the rain, the musicians on the deck are draped in heavy ponchos, like ghosts hovering above a ghost ship.

Someone stepped forward to report.

"Your Highness, you have arrived at the waters of the Holy City!"

He raised his voice, trying to overpower the loud noises: "The Holy City has turned on the protection of the seas, and has issued a warning to us to retreat thirty nautical miles, or we will resort to force ......"

"Ignore it. ”

The Lord of Thunder lifted his face indifferently and stared at the angular city in the distance, his white hair dancing in the wind like burning silver flowing through the air, emitting a fiery heat.

"-crash through!"

At that moment, there was a continuous low and muffled sound on the nomadic mountain, and countless rivets popped out of the armor, revealing a hideous appearance hidden under the armor as the outer armor detached.

Sixteen giant co-orbs were activated at the same time, carving a huge hole in the Aether Sea, absorbing a massive amount of Aether fluid, and the Nomadic Mountain merged with the Royal Fleet to enter the flagship position.

The Golden Chapter of Victory is played!

The dragon's might swept like a waterfall, and the phantom of the golden dragon emerged from it, enveloping the entire fleet, spreading its wings, countless blade-like scales spreading, reflecting layers of iron light.

With the spread of the dragon's wings, the speed of the entire fleet suddenly skyrocketed, and the terrifying speed formed a huge ravine in the sea it passed, and it was a long time before the loud sound of the sea backfilling itself could be heard.

At that moment, the dragon phantom and the mist collided in one place, bursting out with a vibration like a landslide.

The phantom of the emblem fell apart.

The wall of mist was broken.

The rising tide began to collapse, and a huge gap emerged from it, and in the midst of countless music and mournful sounds, the scattered aether rushed and formed a floating silver light in the air.

The sea defenses laid by the Holy City were destroyed and destroyed.

The Royal Fleet has broken into the heart of the waters of the Holy City!

It was at that moment that the sea behind the wall of fog was enraged—a loud bell rang.

As if given substance, the bell spreads from the middle of the sea in all directions, forcibly smoothing out all ripples and currents wherever the sound of the earth passes.

It's like using a file to cut off the protruding stubble.

The originally turbulent and turbulent sea area returned to dead silence in an instant.

First of all, from the depths of the ocean, the thousands of alchemy matrices engraved beneath the silt and sand lit up. When those glows are lit up, people will find that the entire seabed has already been shoveled horizontally, I don't know when.

Smooth as a mirror.

The mud deposited on it was pushed away by the shock, and then an infinite amount of property interference spread, forcibly processing the seawater throughout the sea.

After the original 'fluidity' is removed, the 'rock' is replaced by a 'rock' that is as hard as it is.

In an instant, the entire fleet was 'bounced' by the ocean.

It looked as if all the warships were 'jumping' from the sea in unison, and then falling heavily on the rock-solid sea, as if hitting iron, and matter and matter collided, leaving deep scratches, drawing countless sparks, and sharp sounds one after another.

Stranding.

Fortunately, most of the warships were embodied by Long Wei, otherwise they would have been brutally scarred under their own weight and gravity in an instant, right?

And the nomadic mountain is even simpler.

The fourth push was directly forced.

It suddenly stopped the trend of falling, and was suspended sixty centimeters above the surface of the sea. Relying on the enormous gravitational pull emitted by its own countless matrices and movements, it exerts pressure on the frozen sea below.

It was like a shot put falling into a fishing net, forcibly crushing the otherwise flat sea surface into a depression.

"That's it, let me add some spice to you!"

Someone sneered disdainfully, and then stomped on the deck.

Collapse!

The gravitational pull emitted by the Nomad Mountain instantly became hundreds of times larger, reaching the maximum load it could theoretically withstand.

It was Ye Qingxuan who directly extracted the power of the ether net and forcibly pressed it here.

The solidified sea surface shattered, dented, and directly formed huge potholes. The surface of the sea became uneven like broken rock, and in an instant it was reduced to ruins.

It was as if he did not expect that the originally impregnable position would be so simply defeated, and it was only now that the counteroffensive appeared.

A great pillar of iron rose from the depths of the sea, towards the sea.

The total number of iron pillars of 641 stood on the sea in an instant, hundreds of meters above the horizon, and each of them was hugged by several people.

However, there was no alchemy matrix engraved on it.

It's like a pure ornament, there is nothing offensive about it, and even the material is nothing more than a high-strength alloy coated with a layer of lapis gold.

Such a strange man-made creature towered over the shattered sea, exuding a cold aura, at least ...... It's not like the man-made landscape of some holy city.

At least no one has ever heard of such a tourist attraction of unknown significance.

Soon, the Holy City gave a detailed explanation.

- What the hell is this thing?

As the buzzing auditory hallucinations rippled in everyone's ears, and the pores erected one by one in the free static electricity, there were still people who didn't know what was going on.

But everyone can see the chaotic spots of light that wander through the air.

Like a summer firefly.

Drifting in the hurricane, flying chaotically, it was a small and chaotic thunder. The lethality is negligible, but it is like a dog barking before an earthquake strikes.

It was a sign of calamity.