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"Boom-" In the deafening roar, the turbid waves were layered on top of each other, like thousands of horses galloping, slamming into the rocky coastline endlessly.

The cold wind of steel knives blows from the depths of the ocean, and several savage and majestic faceless giants stand proudly, carrying huge bags and motionless, seemingly completely unaffected by the terrifying power of nature.

Above the endless sea, lightning and thunder roared, and among the rolling dark clouds, a blue whale shadow was faintly visible.

Covering the sky and the sun, it soars between the storm and the waves.

"Bell-woo-" The long, primitive roar pierced through the dark clouds and waves, echoing between heaven and earth.

Like the Creator's forgiveness, it exudes unfathomable power.

At this moment, the faceless giants bowed down to the whale shadow in unison, and the huge pockets behind them were swept away by the wind and suddenly floated to the corner of the clouds.

There, a monstrous giant eye emerged from the clouds.

Red as blood, indifferent to the extreme, a wild and mysterious aura lingers.

This eye is exactly the same as the blood pupil tattoo behind Rodin.

This behemoth is the Faceless One who tattooed Rodin, the Lord of the Spirit Hunter.

Eternal Guardian - Kukai Whale Grace.

"Bell-woo-" Another long whistle, and an invisible wave of air sucked the pocket into the clouds.

Coincidentally, there were two or three pockets that cracked, leaking hundreds of black ghosts.

Humans, ancient species, beasts, monsters, countless faces rolled and struggled in it, but they still couldn't escape the established fate, and were sucked into the mouth of the whale.

After that, there was a voice of human satisfaction.

It seems to be full.

The giants then stood up in relief and scattered in all directions, but one of the giants suddenly began to tremble, as if provoked by some kind of provocation, and swung his fists into the sky in such a rage.

Then he took a big step, and his towering mountain-like body galloped at an unprecedented speed, as fast as ever, and his whole body suddenly faded and shrunk until it was no different from an ordinary person, crashing into the void.

Brunhill Manor, Vault in the Well.

The black-robed Elsword successfully separated three essences from Rodin's body, the gray ball representing spiritual power, the black ball representing the power of bloodline, and the golden ball representing the soul.

The three orbs floated steadily in mid-air, with occasional glimmers of inexplicable luster on them.

"Lao Ke, without further ado, build the one hundred and fourteenth dimensional coordinates with the old decay. ”

Hearing this, Krusas stretched out his hand, and immediately a delicate Ouroboros pendant flew from Rodin's arms into his palm.

"It seems that this kid has a lot of souls under his hands, and the souls collected by the pendant are almost there, let's go!"

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and their bodies were like totemic columns shot at the center of the stone table.

saw a layer of ripples on the surface of the cylinder, and swallowed the bodies of the two into it.

Within the column, there is a cave in the sky, as if it were hiding an active volcano, and the hot wind roars wantonly, and the bright yellow light sweeps through the sky like a meteor.

The ground was extremely dry, and the ground was clearly depicted with a circle of ten meters in diameter, enclosed by end to end.

The two of them stood still in the circle, and the three essences spontaneously broke away from Elsword's hands and flew in the air to the center of the circle.

At that moment, Krusas and Elsword stood opposite each other, and began to chant a mysterious incantation in their mouths.

The wind suddenly rose, blowing the black robes, carrying the two of them step on the invisible staircase and stand across the void.

They open their arms, and their bodies follow the traces of the Ouroboros, which begin to move in a circular motion.

Gradually, the movement became faster and faster, and the incantation became more and more urgent, like a mountain spring flowing into a stream, flowing into a river, and finally rushing into the sea with a roar!

The voice was high, majestic, great and mysterious.

Not long after, there was a loud "boom", and a bolt of lightning struck the essence in the center.

Then, ten, hundred, thousand, endless lightning overturned it in an instant.

The entire circle was dyed a dazzling silver color by the leaping lightning and sparks.

When the lightning stopped, the submerged essence had already dissolved into one, turning into a silver ball, and hundreds of millions of slender silver snakes danced wildly on its surface.

At the same time, countless clear images are projected from the sphere.

The picture is full of strange and varied things, clearly different from the civilization forms of the world of Imperial Grace - huge biplane aircraft, black boxes that exceed the speed of sound, rows of towering steel jungles, behemoths towering from the sea, and even terrifying shadows that emit tons of light in the darkness of space.

All the images turned into a torrent and merged into Krusas's body.

His body was like a patient's, twitching and waving his fingers, nervously portraying and outlining.

At the end of the fingertips, golden twisted symbols solidified, revealed, and swirled in the void.

If Rodin was still awake, he would have been able to recognize that these distorted runes were all Arabic numerals from the earth.

When the depiction stops, all the numbers are immediately arranged and combined in four equally spaced rows according to some mysterious law.

It's like some kind of spatial coordinates, but it doesn't represent three-dimensional space, but four-dimensional!

After the coordinates were generated, Krusas threw the Ouroboros pendant into it, and the two wizards joined forces to input elemental energy into the coordinates.

With a two-pronged approach, in just a few breaths, a hazy outline appeared in the magic circle, and with the continuous infusion of energy, the outline quickly became clear, and gradually a giant portal ten meters high was completely formed.

The silver ball shot out a chain and began to continuously send energy to the gate, slowly shrinking itself visibly to the naked eye.

Inside the portal, in addition to the deep darkness that could not be seen at a distance, there were countless distant stars that shimmered faintly.

It represents a whole new dimension.

Elsword almost danced with excitement, took a deep breath towards the door, and licked his lips with an intoxicated expression.

"Lao Ke, how about letting me complete the next road sign task alone? ”

Krusas shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Go ahead, this time it was almost all your help, otherwise I would like to wait for the material to grow for a few years before harvesting." It's just that it doesn't matter now. ”

As soon as the words changed, he said solemnly,

"But I have to warn you, come back as soon as you set up the sign! you only have three hours. Otherwise, if you get lost in another dimension, no one will be able to save you!"

"Don't worry, old friend!"

Elsword slammed his head at him, and his body turned into a streamer and instantly rushed into the space door, disappearing without a trace.

Outside of the cylindrical space.

Rodin's body lay quietly in front of the female statue, his face pale and breathless.

And Daile hummed a small tune, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she seemed to be in a rather happy mood.

Her white-gloved hands slowly and unhurriedly peeled off the corpse's clothes, and her movements were fluid, rhythmic and beautiful, like a masterful conductor conducting a concert.

But, she frowned and stopped.

I saw that on the corpse's exposed back, a shocking bloody pupil tattoo was constantly radiating red light.

The light, cruel as blood, grew stronger and stronger.