456

The branch of the Rose School in East Byron had a day they will never forget.

Since for nine out of nine members, life ends tonight, the word unforgettable is entirely true.

When the sun rose early and the glorious purifying light fell on the center of the city, the higher-ups of the Rose School, who were more optimistic and had not been directly purified into ashes in this wave of light, were still wondering whether it was the angels of the Church of the Eternal Sun who launched a surprise attack, and who revealed the whereabouts of His Highness Siea, but after a split second of daylight, the surging night dispelled their suspicions.

"His mother's!"

A demigod of the Indulgence was purified in despair, leaving only one last word: "This is an enemy attack!"

"Echoing in the night sky.

The humble city of East Bailang seemed to have suddenly become the center of the world, the day was dawning, the wind was blowing, and it was night, and the unreasonable tide occurred in the middle of the night, and in just a few minutes the tide flooded the private harbor of the indulgent faction, and a huge amount of sea water rushed directly into the city.

The Eternal Sun wiped out the entire city with a single blow, and the surrounding hills, forests, and houses were all washed into white ground, and the bones of people were all purified.

Only a few buildings in the vicinity of Siea remain, and not all the people inside have died.

Then the sun slowly faded, and the night once again covered the sky, the stars twinkling, and everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

After the Sun returned to the astral plane, the knowledge and information that could not be returned to the surrounding area also disappeared.

In reality, the surrounding distant scenery quickly became illusory, and the small city with a few houses left seemed to be cut off from the world around it, and the scene fluctuated and slowly became transparent.

However, a star in the sky that did not belong to the goddess of the night flickered incessantly, not only shining in the night, but also shining in Siea's spiritual awareness. The sheer power of the Personality stopped the Night Goddess from her movements, preventing her from falling asleep to Searala.

Once in the dream, in the face of the attacks of the two gods, Siea is bound to die.

Siea is dead, and the characteristics of Sequence One will also be gone, and the Mother Tree of Desire can't let this happen.

At this time, Siea, who was in the center of the storm (double meaning), had just come to his senses.

She sensed mortal danger, this time it was not a perfunctory extermination by one or two churches, but a group of gods! It's no wonder that the warning of the "bound god" just now could not reach his ears.

It's not a problem that money can solve, it's really a god who wants to invite her to the elegant seat of his underground sealing room!

The more dangerous it is, the more confused his thinking becomes, and Si Er has almost thought of the product introduction after turning himself into a seal. But the roar of the "bound god" sounded again in her mind made her sober up, and she ignored the subordinates and civilians around her who were still struggling to resist with the seals, and the human form that bound her melted and collapsed.

She quickly turned into a huge tree nearly 100 meters tall and continued to grow. The surface is pitch black and viscous, as if it has been drenched with oil.

On the surface of the viscous black liquid, bloodshot black and white eyes rolled everywhere, and these eyes would make the people they saw instantly empty their minds, and unleash the "Transfiguration Curse", turning the surrounding miscellaneous soldiers into useless critters and toys. But now she is fighting alone, and these frenzied curses have caused her subordinates, who are already struggling to support, to suffer devastating damage.

The strange protruding hundreds of arms stretched out quickly, some blocking the sky, some sinking into the earth, as if they were trying to form a cage to trap themselves inside to defend themselves against the attacks of the outside world.

All this happened very quickly, but the speed of the lightning was even faster, and as the cage was about to be completed, several huge thunderbolts poured into it through the gaps that had not yet been connected, tearing apart more than half of the completed cage, and exposing Siea's body again.

Countless silver electric lights roamed the pitch-black "trunk", causing great pain to Siea.

Immediately afterward, more like a beast than a human, she quickly shared all of her pain with her subordinates, forcing them to help her bear the Storm Lord's attack.

But how could these extraordinary beings, who were no tallest than demigods, endure the power of the true god level, and the silver lightning that danced on Siea spread out in all directions, enveloping everyone in it.

In just a few breaths, there was not a single living person around Siea.

It's nothing to treat subordinates and believers as consumables, and it's not uncommon to hit teammates. Si'a didn't feel anything wrong, after all, as long as she lived, she could once again raise the banner of the Mother Tree of Desire, and there were extremists in the Southern Continent who were willing to respond to her call.

Having managed to avoid the Storm Lord's deadly attack, the revelation of the "Bound God" reappeared in her mind, causing her to perceive the night and dream breath that was about to touch her body. Knowing that the next wave of attacks was coming, Siea sprang into action, her cracked mouth opening open at the same time, letting out a series of strange and painful roars.

There is another voice hidden in this roar, the "bound god" controlled by the Mother Tree of Desire!

With the help of the Mother Tree of Desire, the Scream Duo of Pain finally had some effect on the onslaught of the Goddess of the Night and the Lord of the Storm, sharing their madness and pain, making the surrounding night lighter, the waves and storms slow and heavy, and the trails clear.

However, Siea's movements were still a step slower, and the misfortune spread by the goddess of the night took effect, and the dream touched her body smoothly, and the eyes on her torso closed one after another, irreversibly falling into a deep sleep.

She was so dedicated to the secrecy and tsunami that she could only watch as half of her body lost control.

If you really fall into the dream woven by the goddess of the night, you will never wake up again!

Siea did his best to stay awake, but the number of closed eyes continued to grow.

In the blink of an eye, half of the eyes were already pulled into the dream.

The dream world in Siea's eyes became clearer and clearer, almost becoming a reality, and she saw a sky full of stars, and countless flowers covered the ground.

A hazy being stood between that day and that place, holding a crimson moon in both hands.

Two other hands held a huge crescent-like scythe, waiting to cut themselves.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, two-thirds of the eyes were closed, and the goddess of the night walked slowly, and the crimson moonlight on the scythe was already clearly visible.

Right now.

The eye that had been closed at first suddenly opened again.

The black and white eyeballs turned up and down, and the black eyes slowly turned cyan.

At the same time, Siea suddenly felt a cold breath appear in his body, like a gust of snow wind.

The second cyan eye opened, and then more and more eyes opened.

Siea's chaotic thoughts suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she strangely heard someone sneer in her ear, so she instantly calmed down, so calm that not even the slightest nervousness and fear existed.

Then, two-thirds of the closed eyes were all opened, and the dream world in Sea's eyes vanished without a trace, turning into dozens of intricate threads, as if she had suddenly understood them, and grasped one of them.

This thread of possibility represents "survival".

She chose this line without thinking, only to shudder in hindsight.

The line is so clearly placed that it's obvious like a trap!

He just said "survive", but he didn't say how to "survive"!

Sure enough, her body suddenly moved on its own. Most of her body was trapped in unknown pollution, and her consciousness was forced into a corner, but at the moment there was no room for Siea to resist, and once she tried to divide the power given to her by the "Bound God" and the Mother Tree of Desire to deal with the sudden appearance of consciousness, the slowly approaching thunderstorm, tsunami, and secret would instantly engulf herself.

The strength in Siea's body suddenly became stronger, and hundreds of branch-like arms once again surrounded him, re-establishing the cage.

This time, her movements were unbelievably fast, and the cage was completed almost instantly, and a huge wooden coffin that seemed to be tangled and tangled together with countless wooden bars encircled Siea in the middle.

The coffin shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared from the eyes of the two gods.

Dozens of kilometers away, in the ruins of a city, a normal-sized coffin appeared out of thin air and smashed heavily into the ground.

The coffin cracked, and human-like creatures rolled out, black all over, some of her bodies covered in black and cyan eyes, while large brown branches continued to grow out of her body, piercing those cyan eyes.

The contamination of the two outer gods fought each other, and the sole carrier and medium, Siea, suffered the side effects of the increased power just now.

She was conscious of the pain, unable to move because of the pollution, and could only struggle and writhe in the ruins as if she were dead, muttering to herself:

"Sacrificial ......"

"Give it to me...... Sacrifice ......"

She clearly felt that the cold aura had invaded her mind, and after a long time, Siea was forced to reconstruct the restraints of her human form, hiding herself behind this shell, suppressing her own indulgent desires as well as suppressing the strange pollution in her body.

However, no matter how much she tries to change her appearance, one eye is always cyan.

And that eye has no vision, or rather, vision does not belong to Seua.

Her skin and hair were all affected by the contamination of another outer god, and her skin quickly lost its luster, and eerie pale hair continued to grow, almost completely obscuring her normal brown-black hair.

"Sacrificial ......"

All she could say was, "Give me more sacrifices...... Stabilize my state......"

Brown branches resurfaced around her, and the branches strung S'ea together and locked her in layers of bondage.

457

The ruins of the Olawe naval base.

Crane didn't know what had happened in the outside world in those few minutes, and during that time, he had walked through the rest of the ruins and found nothing else.

So he pulled out the paper figure, processed the traces of the scene, and lifted the spell, waking up the servants who still had vital signs, and the remaining members of the guard could confirm their identities.

A few steps forward, Crane came to where Cynthia had disappeared, and bent down to pick up a necklace from the pile of torn clothes on the bed.

The necklace hung a knuckle-sized pendant, all black, shaped like a shrunken rhinoceros horn, its surface was extremely dark, full of many cracks, except for a little evil feeling, there was no spiritual brilliance.

"This is the dangerous item that caused Cynthia's mutation? Having connected to the invisible, it has fulfilled its mission, pouring all the power into Cynthia's body? Crane made a preliminary guess based on the situation of the pendant and his previous experience.

He began to look for someone who could do things, but unfortunately, the secretary was unfortunate to go first, and Crane had to reminisce about the previous file and find someone from among the survivors of the Guards who could do things more reliably.

Crane walked over to the black-haired guard and looked at him with a stern expression.

"Your Excellency, Admiral!" The guard suddenly realized two seconds later that there was someone behind him, and immediately stood up in shock and saluted.

As a superior, there is no obligation to explain...... Crane looked down at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Wake up all the minor wounded here, some of them heal the rest, and some of them immediately investigate the Celestial Sect on Olavi Island, where they worship an evil god called the 'Mother Tree of Desire', eh...... Check it out from the people around Cynthia. ”

"I'm in my study waiting for a debriefing."

The study is far from the door and is still there.

With that, he held the cracked miniature rhinoceros horn pendant, turned away, and entered the quiet study.

As the supreme commander of the Central Sudanian Navy, in Olavi Island, he still has absolute authority when facing his own guards and subordinates, the local police system and the members of the naval base, and there is no need to investigate on his own, and some personnel can be arranged.

Demigods only need to be on guard for the unexpected, wait for news, and don't have to rush around!

In the study, Crane listened to the chaotic footsteps and frightened screams, inquiries, and exchanges outside, and involuntarily thought of the bright starry sky and the bright star in his mind.

"What does this symbolize?"

Crane frowned and sat down in the chair behind his desk, his figure immersed in the darkness of the curtains.

He quickly had some associations, because the myths and legends of Silver City and some descriptions of the situation of the Bloodlines by Emlyn White led him to confirm that the "Moon" path had some authority to "multiply", which was more in line with Cynthia's intentions and performance.

In the midst of his thoughts, a concept suddenly came to his mind.

A concept that often appears as an important part of the occult knowledge he is exposed to, but is never described and explained in detail!

That is, "Astral Plane"!

With the exception of a few organizations such as the School of Life that believe in niche knowledge such as the "world of absolute reason", in most occult studies, the world is made up of "reality", "spirits", and "astral worlds".

Needless to say, the knowledge of the "spirit world" is the basis of many ritual magic and extraordinary abilities, and only the "astral plane" is basically blank in Crane's cognition.

"So, the illusory starry sky represents the 'astral plane', and the bright star is a certain existence of the 'astral plane'? I've always suspected that the 'Astral Plane' is the abode of the true gods, and it's not unacceptable that this symbolic image represents the 'primordial moon'......" Crane didn't think much about it, recalling the details of the previous few days while waiting for the results of his subordinates' investigation.

As the minutes ticked by, Crane finally heard footsteps coming upstairs and approaching.

The black-haired officer knocked on the door just now and entered, lowered his head, and calmly reported:

"Your Excellency, the Admiral, we have found the Celestial Sect and captured their leader."

"This is a clue from Miss Cynthia's parents."

"This sect has been quite active in Olave in recent years, with the aim of not wearing clothes, returning to nature, and indulging nature, believing that human beings can attain spiritual liberation in this state."

"Breeding offspring is an outgrowth of this philosophy."

After a pause, the black-haired officer added, "Their leader is an extraordinary, the 'madman' of Sequence 8. ”

"Maniac"? "Maniacs" of the "prisoner" pathway? Related to the Rose School? Well, there are two factions within the Rose School, "temperance" and "indulgence", and the idea of the latter is quite consistent with the situation on the scene...... Crane was shocked, but said quietly on the surface:

"Bring him here."

After saying this, Crane unexpectedly felt that some of the restraints on his body disappeared.

Crane was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened.

- His contract with Admiral Emilius came to an abrupt end.

TBC

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Well, the double is more successful.

I stumbled across a comment saying that the protagonist of this book is the enemy of the world, and I laughed to death...... Decay: I messed with all of you.

Another hilarious comment said that Edward was a demon's skin and could not be considered a demon. (Judging the devil actually relies on the way rather than the deeds, the fundamentalist demon)