"Huh?"

Bruno snorted softly, rubbed his temples, and then looked around in confusion:

"Where is this?"

Behind him, Lolo and Goethe also widened their eyes and scanned the surroundings, constantly tapping their heads with their hands, with expressions of suspicion that they were deep in a dream.

"What's wrong with us?"

Luo Luo thought about it sideways, and the last picture in his mind was still fixed at the moment when the coffin was opened.

"I'm not dreaming...... Oh my God, this palace is decomposing itself. ”

Goethe raised his head with a headache, looked at the ceiling above that gradually dissipated into colored particles, and suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression, and then shook his head in slight trepidation:

"No, no, aren't we supposed to be sharing treasures, I must be dreaming or hallucinating!"

"Yalei!"

After the silver-haired boy cleared his thoughts, he saw the figure in front of the altar in front of him, and was about to chase after him, but was pushed back by a strange ripple of light and shadow.

“......”

Luo Luo gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, looked at the huge figure that swayed with the light and shadow through the ripple-like flickering streamer, and muttered:

"Apotheosis ......"

"What!?"

Goethe forcibly resisted the circle of light and shadow that made him have a headache, cast his eyes on the blurred figure in front of the altar directly in front of him, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Lolo, what's going on, how did we end up here, and besides, is that guy really an Apodox Knight?"

"I'm not sure ...... Damn it...... My head hurts. Lolo opened his mouth with difficulty, rubbing his temples. I hope to use this to relieve the swelling of the brain.

"He has indeed begun to deify in the first place, and I can assure that it is not a hallucination, but it has nothing to do with our current situation. ”

The silver-haired boy spoke at the same time. His eyes observed the relief that continued to elongate and shrink with the light and shadow, and suddenly a burst of black gas surged, and the relief was instantly full of cracks.

However, at this moment, Bruno felt a faint fluctuation in the space—extremely subtle, fleeting, but it could not hide his perception.

It was the fluctuation of the source of fear that exploded in the space in an instant...... More powerful than ever.

Can make Yalei desperate to this extent. That is, somewhere in this palace, there must be an extremely difficult opponent hidden.

The silver-haired boy's eyes fell on the altar - there. Circles of mournful white light were constantly shrinking inward, as if the entire palace had just shaken slightly.

"He's blasting the space with the source of fear...... The space itself is also collapsing...... Wrong...... He doesn't have that power now...... That is to say......"

Muttering to himself, Bruno suddenly seemed to understand something, and his eyes lit up:

"Goethe. You're right. It's some kind of illusion here!"

After thinking of this, the silver-haired young man immediately turned around, looked at the two ignorant mercenaries, and said eagerly: "Goethe, and Lolo, hurry! Bombard everything here with your strength, move quickly!"

......

There was a blank slate.

With his senses, Yalei pursued the shadow of Beryl's weeping escape. Step-by-step approach:

"Beryl, poor incompetent. Just as you watched Mistetin die back then, you are still fragile and lovable now......"

The loud sound of rolling thunder shook the entire space like a tidal wave, constantly shaking the foundation of the dream.

While torturing the witch's will with words, he struggled to step forward, unremittingly blasting out the source of fear.

Under the pressure of the white light, the black-haired knight took every step slowly, requiring all his strength. Where his legs stomped, the floor rose and fell. It was as if the light and shadow trembled violently as he went, the white light retreated, and the darkness expanded with him step by step.

"Even though you have inherited the power of Mistetin, your clever lies are still vulnerable to fear...... Beryl, poor little thing...... You can't do anything. ”

Everywhere he walked, the corridors collapsed behind him, the front half of the palace crumbled little by little, and the flowers and vines that grew at the altar withered, scattered, and turned to dust.

"Beryl, where are you?"

Little by little, the space darkened, as if the light and darkness were reversed, and Areley gradually became "taller", as if he had instantly regained the posture that the Lord of Dreads once possessed—covered in scales, horns growing from his forehead, and his eyes spewing a dark red fire like magma.

"Poor little one, let me guess what you're doing...... Is it gnashing your teeth and preparing for revenge?

The great claws tore through a dark void, and the air currents collapsed, revealing a crystal coffin that lay alone in the wilderness—Beryl was curled up in silent tears.

"Or do you hide in a corner like a fragile orphan and cry secretly......"

The black-haired knight endured the unconscious suppression of the dream power, reached out and grabbed the crystal coffin, which was already pitiful compared to himself, looked at the seemingly fragile witch, and sneered and opened his fangs:

"Found you. ”

"No...... No...... Nope!"

Beryl let out a cat-like scream, her delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, despair grabbed her neck, and her curled up body suddenly fluctuated.

With that slight fluctuation, the entire void trembled.

However, at the same time that the witch was terrified to the limit, Yalei was also caught in a dilemma, and although he became extremely powerful in her dreams by manipulating the other party's fears, he did not know what to do next.

Was it to kill her?

Or continue to stimulate her?

Both methods carry a huge risk, with the possibility of escaping or facing the wrath of the Lord of Lies.

During this brief pause, the black-haired knight felt this sealed void shake suddenly!

Looking at the remaining dream space in the distance, he found that Bruno, Lolo, and Goethe were relentlessly attacking the second half of the palace, and the crumbling palace was gradually turning into a swirling black vortex.

I can still do this!

After Yalei found the best option. Immediately abandoned the crystal coffin in his hand, manipulated his bulky and huge body, and slammed into the still stable dream space.

Boom!

The dream shattered the moment he struck. It was as if a transparent storm had risen in the void.

After the black-haired knight forcibly embedded himself in the palace, the source of fear eroded into it, and everything in the palace quickly withered, and the black vortex suddenly increased several times, and disappeared with the four people at the same time.

A few seconds later.

In the depths of the Snakov Monastery, the foundations were raised, and a sealed platform was rapidly raised. The rudiments of an altar protruded, and the air stirred, forming a whirlpool of great storms that whistled from the ground into the sky.

And with the release of this fission power of heaven and earth. It was a myriad of black lights and shadows gushing out of the ground, one after another, forming huge vines, which scattered fiercely towards the entire monastery.

Mixed with the fierce roar of the wind. The witch's weak and angry screams echoed in the sky:

"I will never forgive you!

......

The dirt and gravel are like a waterfall hanging upside down. and the rising wall squeezed towards the four of them, and the gray sky revealed a scene of dusk.

Yare, Bruno, Lolo, and Goethe desperately dodged the rubble falling from the sky, struggling in the depths of the monastery, looking at the whole body turned upside down, and there was little room for a cone.

"Damn, can anyone tell me what happened?"

Goethe cursed, raised his fist and slammed forward—a spiral of light splitting the earth and rocks into a massive oncoming stone wall.

"Now is not the time to tell a story!"

The black-haired knight roared. The hands shot out several spinning light wheels, and a loud sound seemed like a sharp sword tearing the ground. The stone walls that clustered in a straight line split apart, opening a safe path for them for the time being.

"So, at least tell us who the attacking opponent is?" asked Lolo through gritted teeth, following him closely, shooting metal roses to shatter the rubble.

"The Demon God of Hell, the Lord of Lies. ”

As he answered, Aron drew Arondale again, wielding his sword light to sweep away the huge vines that flew down from the sky, and his body suddenly rushed forward, crashing into the small buildings that rolled in a motion.

"Either I'm crazy or you're crazy!"

Goethe, with a look of utter disbelief, stepped on Bruno's condensed icicles at high speed, but as soon as he looked down, he exclaimed.

Beneath the ruptured temple, in the depths of the vast earth, there was suddenly a flood of white smoke!

The smoke was tangible, wisps by wisp, and twisted figures could be faintly seen, soaring upwards - standing on the icicles and looking down, beneath the earth-shattering monastery, it was like a huge white lotus flower slowly blooming.

As soon as the images condensed by the smoke came into contact with the air, they turned into translucent shadows, screamed and turned to the four people, and chased after them like a glimpse of light.

"I trust you now!"

Goethe only felt that the hairs on his body stood upside down in an instant, and with a loud roar, he sped up to keep up with the pace of the three of them.

"Her state is still unstable, her strength is limited, she shouldn't be fully hatched, we must rush out of the enclosed space as quickly as possible!"

After seeing this scene, Yalei breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body surged with fighting energy, and he suddenly reflexively swung a sword.

Whoosh!

The huge white sword light split the air current, dragging the air flow that was constantly stretching to both sides and swept into the sky, instantly crushing the groups of flying shadows, leaving a half-mile-long light mark in mid-air.

After temporarily reassuring his worries, Yalei looked ahead again, and a dark red curtain of light that covered the sky and the earth was fading—a proof that the enclosed space was gradually closing.

"Speed up!"

Needless to say, the other three had already used all their strength, and everyone knew that if they didn't escape from this monastery as soon as possible, they would never be able to get out for the rest of their lives.

The bluestone path hidden by the branches and leaves in front of him was getting closer and closer, and Bruno looked at the thick layer of branches and leaves, and his eyes flashed with inspiration, and he blurted out:

"Jump!"

The three of them subconsciously jumped high, and just before falling to the bluestone path, a blue ice boat landed on the thick branches and leaves, bounced slightly, and then slid down the slope rapidly.

"Well done!" said Are, Lolo, and Goethe in unison.

"Small meaning. The silver-haired boy shook his long hair and smiled confidently.

Whoosh!

The three landed on the smooth ice almost simultaneously, Yare shot his falcon sword, Goethe fell on all fours, Lolo shot two rows of roses, and Bruno froze his legs on the ice while steady.

The iceboat shuttled through the thick foliage as if it were sailing on the green waves, and the scattered leaves kept splashing down on both sides, and the speed became faster and faster as it slid downward.

Standing at the front of the iceship, Arley swung his sword to cut through all obstacles, and suddenly saw darkness in front of him.

In front of him, a huge figure that seemed to be stitched together with leather was desperately trying to escape with a doll in the middle of a row of collapsed buildings.

"That's a stitching monster!"

Goethe showed a gloating expression, dodged the flying stones, and said with a wicked smile: "It is really unpredictable that the world has chased and killed us several times before, and now we have become refugees." ”

"Since we are like-minded people, there is room for cooperation. ”

Yalei secretly muttered, selectively forgetting the "good deeds" he and Bruno had done, and yelled at the huge back of the stitching monster:

"Hey, big guy, let's work together to escape!"

"Huh?"

The Stitch Monster hurriedly glanced back at them, only to see a blue-glowing iceboat rushing through the sea of trees, carrying rolling stone vines and swooping down.

"Let's run away, all right. ”

It nodded heavily, then reached out a large hand and caught the oncoming iceboat. The four of them climbed down the Stitch Monster's arm to their shoulders, and began to do their best to fend off attacks from all angles for the Stitch Monster.

Goethe smashed a spinning stone pillar with his fist, and when he saw a sea of white flowers in front of him, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately exclaimed:

"There's a sea of flowers ahead!Pay attention, those white flowers eat people!"

"Don't be afraid, not afraid. ”

The stitching monster bent his knees as he spoke, and his huge body soared into the sky, directly through the sea of flowers that were eager to be tried below, and reached a dilapidated corridor.

"Not good!"

The black-haired knight sensed the huge force condensed behind him, and immediately dodged and jumped to the stitch monster's head, facing his body to the back, and swung out a white light wheel.

At this moment, a white light suddenly tore through the sky!

With the witch's rage, a ray of light erupted from the roaring white mist, reaching the stitching monster in mid-air at the bottom of the sea—everything in its path was powdered.

At that moment, the white wheel of light flickered, converging with the rapidly advancing white light, and caught the power.

An indescribable terrifying force collided in space!

At the moment when the forces collided, dispersed, and dissipated, countless shadows were knocked to the ground by the angry tide of air, unable to move, and the entire enclosed space trembled, and a sound similar to the clatter and crackling of glass could be faintly heard.

(To be continued.) )