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In the master bedroom, Cynthia closed the door and paced anxiously around the room.

She was dressed in a nightgown and draped over an overcoat, and she still felt chills all over. Cynthia turned her head to look at the tightly drawn curtains, she had been feeling like she was being watched and looked for since this morning.

Her hands unconsciously scratched at her skin, scratching out red marks and tiny bumps.

Having no choice but to do something, she finally walked to her bed, and once again took out the knuckle-sized black rhinoceros horn pendant from under the pillow, clasped her fingers together in her palms, and whispered a prayer:

"The Great Mother Tree of Desire......

"Please protect Admiral Emilius and me and help us through this crisis......"

As she thought about it, Cynthia suddenly felt a surge of sleepiness over her, and she was unsteady on her feet, falling headlong on the bed in front of her.

In her dream, she saw the illusory and unreal beautiful starry sky again, and saw the star that bloomed brightly.

Her horizon grew closer and closer, and she could vaguely see the star.

At the same time, outside the mansion.

The wandering figure slowly turned its head.

……

The unclear shadow of the lake approached.

Crane visibly felt the cold wind in his ears, and he took two steps back with a solemn face, and the hands hidden under his clothes were ready to attack at the same time.

It is impossible to win, so Crane thinks about how to retreat decently after the confrontation.

The situation is different from the Tarot Society, Crane can't get to the Source Fort in full view, otherwise it will be equivalent to playing a failure in front of so many people at the same time, and all the efforts of the past few days have been in vain.

If it's time to fight hard, Crane will choose to leave the team and then make plans.

The chaotic light and shadow of the human figure are getting closer and closer, and the frightening thing is that this human figure has no face, and there is no clear division of limbs and torso, and Crane can't help but feel creepy when he looks at this terrifying thing, and at the same time has a deep doubt - why do I think of it as a "person", or something close to "human"?

Regardless, the figure slowly approached.

The lights around Crane began to flicker, rust crept up the facility, and the wrought iron gate in front of him only existed for two seconds before it turned into a pile of completely oxidized garbage.

The wasteland spreads over.

It seems to be created because of that figure, and it seems to be paving the way for the figure.

"Decay" or "time"? Crane didn't have a chance to think about it, the situation was very urgent now.

The "wriggling hunger" in his hand slowly stretched, and there were four souls grazing in it, a "psychiatrist", a "living corpse", a "priest of light" and an "interrogator", which was more than enough to deal with other extraordinary people, and no matter how bad it was, it could save his life. But the current situation, whether it is psychological suggestion, strength increase, purifying light, or spiritual piercing, does not seem to be of much use...... Crane couldn't tell if there was such a thing as "spiritual consciousness" in the figure on the other side, whether it was a seal or something else, and it took another second for "wriggling hunger" to switch souls, and he didn't dare to try it in such a dangerous situation.

Crane sweated his heart, and in the end, instead of trying to use his spirituality for "wriggling hunger", he grabbed the "Eyes of All Black" and the Azk Bronze Whistle with his two hands that were close to the surface of his body.

The "Ninth Law" was in his pocket, held tightly by the hand that did not wear the "wriggling hunger".

He had a hunch that the "wriggling hunger" might not do any harm to the figure.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Crane didn't have time to think about it, but in just two or three seconds, when the decorative lights on the edge of the garden in front of him began to flicker, he immediately took the opportunity to transfer spirituality to the "Ninth Law".

The majestic, vast, and inviolable aura suddenly emanated from Crane's body, enveloping his whole body, and spreading in all directions.

"It's forbidden to cross the border here!"

There was a crack in the stone brick just under his feet that could be used as a criterion.

The people standing in the gate of the mansion ten meters behind them involuntarily lowered their heads, bowed to the majesty of the demigods, and bowed to the radiant figure in their spiritual vision.

Everyone bows their heads, and no one knows what I'm going to do.

That's what Crane wanted.

In any case, use the "Ninth Law" to disguise yourself as Emilius.

However, the situation was not as expected, the figure did not react, it continued to move forward, so the effect of "no approach, no direct look" emanating from Crane's body was compressed in front of him to a distance of about two meters, and there was no way to take a step forward.

He was even pressed back because of the shadow's constant approach.

The golden light that seemed like a substance could only barely envelop Crane's entire body and the crowd behind him, threatening to disappear at any moment.

Crane felt creepy again: "This is the blood of a demigod, plus the charm made by the ancient code of the Quaternary Age and the "0" level seal of the royal family, at least the level of level 1, and it can't be stopped at all?" What the hell is it? ”

Seals? A truly active Level 0 seal?

Seeing this, he suddenly surged out of a crisis that he had never seen before.

The white figure did not give him time to think and fear, it made a movement, which fell into Crane's eyes, and was naturally understood as "reaching out."

At this time, his spiritual perception once again pierced his whole body like a steel needle, and even the protective layer of the "Ninth Law" could not stop it.

There is just over a meter left.

Crane immediately shouted, "Those who violate it should be punished!" ”

He learned this from the strange Extraordinary, Mr. Heras, when he infiltrated the Capping Mansion to rescue Daisy.

As a result, Crane discovered that the original "interrogator" attack was two at a time. If you obey, you will be restricted, and if you violate, you will be attacked.

While shouting these words, the little hand attached to the rib cage gripped the "all-black eye", and the spirit poured into it without hesitation!

An illusory roar suddenly rushed into his mind, as if to destroy his spirit and destroy his body.

Crane struggled to endure this extreme pain, he saw countless thin black lines stretching out of his body, and he tried his best to keep his eyes open to look at the figure opposite, and his expression froze for a moment.

- There aren't any black lines on this thing!

- I don't look like I'm being attacked by whispering!

This is not a living thing!

Crane was in a cold sweat, he had misjudged, this figure was neither a human nor a seal, this was a completely incomprehensible existence beyond his imagination.

If you can't understand it, you can't deal with it, the distance between them is only one meter, and the "hand" is about to touch his chest.

Crane saw that the two decorative lamps in front of him dozens of centimeters went out at the same time, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the stone lantern was cracking. The stone kaka cracked, and moss grew out of the cracks, as if hundreds of years had passed in an instant.

When the "hand" was still a long way from his chest, Crane saw that the buttons of his military dress on his chest had lost their luster and were torn apart, the main body of the woven garment was rotting faster, and in the blink of an eye, the coat and shirt in front of him were all rotting into something like soft mud, revealing his chest.

The Azk bronze whistle was also revealed, which was grasped by the hand on the ribs. A cold aura emanated.

A glimmer of hope rose in Crane's heart, and just when he was expecting this extraordinary item given by an angel-level powerhouse to be able to withstand one or two, the copper whistle trembled violently, and it actually lost its luster along with it, becoming gray and old.

There was a soft sound of "card".

A crack appeared in Azik's copper whistle.

Cracked, cracked...... Crane froze, this thing was a bit beyond his imagination. Suppressing the Level 1 Seal "Ninth Law", completely avoiding the whispering attack of the "All Black Eye", and causing the Azk Bronze Whistle to be damaged and spiritually drained before it has even been touched, you can do this by simply walking over smoothly and calmly stretching out your hand.

If the other party directly chooses to attack him just now, then ......

Probably will be reopened directly.

But can it really be resurrected?

This was the first time Crane felt what it meant to be "incomprehensible, incomprehensible, overwhelming."

It just walked over, and it had crushed all the means of survival under its feet, the "wriggling hunger" completely lost its reaction, and Azk's copper whistle was still trembling, trying to resist the terrifying cold wind, but the hand was still approaching, and the cracks on the copper whistle were getting bigger and bigger.

When it comes to you, everything else in heaven and earth is fading, leaving only the "hand" that is certainly not a "hand" to occupy your entire field of vision, because you can't take your eyes off, it is even drilling into your brain! Everything was crumbling, starting with hearing and sight, and Crane smelled an icy breath, like snow and ash, as if it was the smell of these lingering winds. The wind made him cough, made him breathe, made his mouth and nose bleed, made him unable to see clearly, made him ...... Die quickly. He felt like a man exposed to the cold wind, and in the blink of an eye he was about to be frozen by the gust of wind.

Did the more than 300 people who died like this before? He couldn't help but think about it.

The misty gray fog that had become so thin in front of Crane's eyes that it seemed to be the last line of defense.

The appearance of the gray mist made Crane realize that he might have one last chance to act, and the bones on his body scrambled to move and twist, and he forcibly moved his upper body back two inches.

Then, with all his strength, Crane pulled something out of his pocket, flicked his fingers, and threw it away.

At this moment, the figure made a very human movement.

It turned out to be attracted, "turned its head" and "looked" at what was flying.

A rustic, brass-colored key.

"Master Key"!

The brass-colored "master key" was also affected by the wind that surrounded it, and quickly began to decompose and melt.

And when its shell is gone, the curse contained inside is directly revealed, connecting Mr. "Door" in the unknown.

In an instant, or even less, Crane saw the Master Key disintegrate into the tiniest particles of light and an illusory distorted crimson.

The wind was stronger, but not towards Crane, but tightly wrapped in the distorted and illusory red light. The crimson struggled as it stumbled in the rapid change, and it burst open!

In an instant, Crane lost his hearing, saw the gray mist in front of him thicken for a moment, saw Crimson reveal a figure like a full moon for a moment, and the deadly full moon whispers and feminine power erupted together.

For the first time, the "all-black eye" he was holding in his hand opened strangely without Crane's control, and the whispers all rushed to the opposite side to cancel each other out, without Crane noticing.

Things around them quickly distorted, as if a large apparition appeared, plants grew wildly, growing parts of human or animal limbs, and flowers with two heads grew in the ground, grass like legs......

They converged into a torrent and pounced on the gray-white figure opposite.

The figure shifted the outstretched "hand" in one direction, grabbed the blood-red moon, and crushed it!

Bang!

A huge explosion spread out between them, setting off a terrifying storm.

Kacha! The garden, which had been reduced to ruins, bore the brunt of the wind, tearing everything apart and turning into white ground in an instant. Crane, who was standing very close, didn't have time to make any movement before he was blown away by the shockwave.

Bang!

He slammed into the wall, flattened, and turned into tissue paper.

The tissue paper was quickly torn apart by the ensuing wind and waves, and sprinkled all around.

Crane himself emerges in the corner, leaning against the walls against the wind and waves of the explosion.

The flesh squirmed, and he wiped the blood off his face and began to repair his clothes. The "wriggling hunger" also came out of the state of pretending to be dead, and began to herd the power of the "priest of light", delivering some warm and purifying light to the frozen body.

"Crush the shell, release the curse inside, and use it as a disposable extraordinary bomb", this is the same usage that Edward Vaughn told him when he was still in Beckland.

But right now, the destruction effect created by the "master key" is beyond his imagination!

Afterwards, I will definitely go to the gray fog to disinfect, provided that I can survive this incident.

After losing the "key" as a carrier of the curse, the spirits in it did react instinctively, passing on the cry of Mr. "Door", and the voice of this at least angelic banished everything around him, and also reacted with this garden!

The only thing that made Crane wonder was why there was a small red moon, and was it a necessary medium for the spread of whispering?

And what do those weird plants represent?

The wind and waves subsided slightly, and Crane cautiously poked his head out of the corner to confirm the results.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look up, he was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

The wind outside had stopped, but the gray-white figure stood in front of him, "looking" at him condescendingly.

In an instant, a burst of snowflakes burst out in front of Crane's eyes, and his mouth, nose and eyes were bleeding wildly again, and in this burst of snowflakes, he seemed to really see this figure turn into a "person", a gray-white person, with strange gray-white hair, a pale and thin face, and an impatient expression.

"I'm not here for you." The figure said coldly, "Stop getting in the way. ”

It stared at the "Eyes of Black" for a moment.

With that, it turned into a shadow again, turned around, and walked towards the main entrance of the mansion next to it.

After it left, Crane leaned forward and fell to his knees, his arms trembling to prop up his upper body. When the snowflakes cleared, he found that his mouth and nose were full of blood, but his life was miraculously saved.

He shook groggily, leaned back, and leaned against the low wall after the collapse, allowing his face to slowly recover from lack of oxygen.

Just now, it was worth using the "All Black Eyes" twenty times.

So this person really didn't take himself seriously just now, and he didn't stretch out his hand to kill him, maybe he just wanted to push his own stone in the way away.

"Mother Tree of Desire?" Crane muttered, "What a familiar name...... He, uh, her? She didn't come at me? ”

"But why would she let me go?"

"The name is...... The "bound god" of the indulgent faith? ”

After resting for a while, Crane suddenly felt hot and uncontrollably hot.

He felt that something was wrong, the world was surprisingly quiet, and Crane touched his cheek, only to realize that he was still deaf because his eardrums had not been repaired.

The moment his eardrum was repaired, he seemed to have finally regained his interaction with the real world, and heard a loud and chaotic number of voices coming from the mansion behind him.

There was a palpable chewing sound, an indulgent moan, an angry roar, and a high-pitched urging.

What's going on? Not over yet? Crane swallowed his saliva and meditated to keep himself at the level of calm he had to be.

Suddenly, Crane lost his balance, and the wall he was leaning against suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground and looked up in shock, only to see that the house had not resisted the encroachment of the stranger.

With its footsteps as the dividing line, everywhere it walks, whether it is an indestructible stone or a treated wood, everything decays into mud.

Even people are no exception.

As the door and walls were eroded, Crane first saw a frenzied waiter with a large array of cooked and raw food in front of him, including steak, lamb, keelfish, and Olavi lobster.

At this time, the waiter picked up the big fish that seemed to have just finished struggling, bit the raw keel fish fiercely, and forcibly tore off a very thick piece of meat.

Bright red blood was running from his mouth, and the sound of his chewing was chilling.

His belly was not the same as before, it was bulging high, just like when a woman was seven or eight months pregnant.

He squirmed his throat and swallowed the food in his mouth, his bulging stomach trembling as if it were ready to burst at any moment.

It's instinctive appetite control...... Crane looked solemnly at the waiter in front of him, and for some reason he thought of the homeless man's stand-in who suddenly fell ill and died of overeating.

As the distance between the figure and the waiter gradually closed, Crane noticed that the waiter was eating, and his chewing speed slowed down significantly. The waiter did not wake up from this, but the strong appetite seemed to be relieved.

Not only the decay of the body and objects, but also the spirit and desires ......? Crane didn't dare to approach and made a bold guess.

He quickly grew old and withered, and his hair turned gray in patches. He held the big fish in his hand in a confused look, as if he couldn't understand.

Then, his emaciated arm broke, and a figure walked past him, and he was wiped out along with his food.

The figure is still moving forward, and it seems to have a clear goal.

Crane found that the other party was walking in the hallway of the mansion, with houses disappearing and appearing on both sides. Crane hesitated, grabbed the "All Black Eye" and the Azk Bronze Whistle, and slowly followed from a distance of more than twenty meters.

He saw a blonde maid, constantly screaming and urging others to praise him; And the servant who looks drowsy no matter what danger he encounters, and soon, Crane sees the secretary Lu Eran.

Lu Er'an stood in front of a bedroom, looking inside with a haughty expression, as if disdainful.

Even if the figure was not close, Lu Er'an's skin and blonde hair quickly darkened, and his expression did not change at all, which was quite a bit of a hint that Taishan had collapsed in front of him and his face did not change.

"Lu'an." Crane immediately touched the "Ninth Law" and spoke solemnly, but there was no response from the other party.

Just like that, the blonde secretary turned to ashes and disappeared in front of Crane.

Crane shook his head regretfully, thinking nothing more than lamenting the loss of another life.

He just looks normal, and there's no way I'm going to wake him up without addressing the source of the anomaly...... Crane followed Lu Eran's previous line of sight and noticed a white body three meters tall on the bed in the center of the master bedroom.

What's more, the figure also stopped when he arrived at this bedroom.

Its surface was covered with bump-like brownish-green tumors, some of which had been cracked open and turned into flower-like organs.

Some of the members of the General's Guard and the male attendants of the house gathered around, standing or kneeling, floating or climbing to intercourse with the organs, and let out heavy gasps.

The rest of the General's Guard and the maids, in unequal numbers, were scattered on the bedroom carpet, indulging in each other's bodies.

In addition, on the tall and fair-skinned body with "nodules" and "flowers", there are brown "branches" sticking out, participating in every group of carnivals at the scene.

What kind of monster is this...... Crane once again refreshed his occult knowledge, and subconsciously lowered his left palm, ready to fight.

At this moment, at the top of the terrifying body that was three meters high, a head turned around.

This is a woman, with long blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge and plump lips, it is the soft and still a little girly Cynthia!

As the "branches" waved the "flowers" opened and closed, Cynthia blushed and looked down at Crane, and said with a little shyness:

"General, I think, I want to have a child with you......"

Seeing Cynthia, whose fair-skinned body had grown into a huge body and flowers, like a strange tree, hearing her shy and low-pitched request, Crane couldn't help but shudder, and all the hairs stood on end.

The figure seemed to "look" at the Tree of Flesh, then at Crane, and finally "nodded" "not surprised".

TBC

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Zhenzao (sat up in shock in a dying illness): Okay, if I won't be there for a while, you will do it to the heir of Tianzun again, right, when I die?

Decay (traditional virtue): Pull the bias frame moderately earthling, and you can't see who makes the first move can change your eyes.

Mazaku: Then who do you say did it first?

Decay: Mother Tree of Desire.

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