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Crane ran in a serpentine manner, blocking "Grossell's Travels" above his head, making adjustments from time to time according to the premonition of danger.

The book blocked the scurrying lightning, caught the raindrops that corroded the stones, and obscured the terrifying gaze that came from the gaze, helping Crane to make his way through the lifeless woods to the edge of the cliff.

At this moment, the surroundings were dark, not the kind of rain that was coming, nor was it caused by the absence of moon and stars, it was dead silent, and the smell of decay was permeated.

Distant or near, high or low, whispering sounded from time to time, and something was slowly gasping in the air.

Afraid of the dark, Crane shivered, and dared not look at what was happening overhead, but when the lightning turned on, he noticed a few white feathers stained with butter circling and falling nearby.

He stepped forward with his right foot, rushed off the cliff, and then fell straight down, out of the darkness, and saw the light.

Then, he fell into a large mouth that had been prepared for a long time.

The mouth, which had no teeth in it, closed it and sank to the bottom of the sea, swimming quickly to a reef outside the Blue Mountains as agreed.

It is a huge seabed creature with sixteen fins on its back.

In the darkness without light, Crane, who was endowed with the weakness of "fear of the dark" by the "death knell", instinctively wanted to curl up in a ball and tremble helplessly, but he still managed to restrain this emotion and took out the extraordinary characteristics of the "priest of light" that had been prepared to deal with the "resentful spirits" in advance.

It originated from the one who had the glove before.

Pure light emanated from the transparent stone-like thing, dispelling Crane's fear.

He was about to think about whether to wait for the end or try to do something about it when he suddenly felt a little itchy on the back of his hand.

He hurriedly looked down, and saw that the pores there were densely opened, and some white fluff had grown.

These fluffs grow rapidly, as if they are about to turn into feathers!

Crane immediately felt like he was itching everywhere in his body!

That guy from the brass whistle is really dangerous! Crane had some experience, so he immediately stood up, took four steps backwards into the mouth of the sea creature, and whispered a incantation.

His spirit once again passed through the gray-white mist that echoed with countless whispers and roars, and the black-green gas from his body came out one after another, struggling but disappearing without resistance.

Back in the giant's dwelling palace, Crane examined his spirit state again, and found that it had returned to normal, without a single black and green gas, without a single white feather.

Whew, useful...... He exhaled and immediately returned to the real world.

Illuminated by the extraordinary properties of the "Priest of Light", Crane saw that the white fluff on the back of his hand was still there, but it had lost the ability to continue growing, and there were more or less marks on the rest of his body, but not too obvious.

"Well, when Mr. Azik comes, there should be a way to solve the remaining problems." Crane breathed a sigh of relief, drew a crimson moon in his heart, and prayed to the goddess for protection, and Mr. Azik to come soon.

……

The last two items Crane tosses, the gauntlet with the whisper of "True Creator", didn't have much effect, but the bronze whistle made the battle with angels a level more chaotic.

The old white bandaged arm dodged the babbling glove, but grabbed the strange copper whistle, and almost the next moment, countless white, oil-stained feathers emerged from the fingers, between the fingers, and through every crevice under the bandage, and transformed the bones of this arm in the direction of the wings! As soon as the feathers emerge, they quickly turn black and rot, and then grow again, and so on several times, seriously affecting Siea's movements.

An invisible, smoky, and powerful being was summoned by its unassuming brass whistle, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the wings of death spread and descended on the cliffs, above everyone's heads.

Renette Tinicol took advantage of the situation to attack, and the head she had been holding in her hand and never spoken, suddenly opened her mouth and gave the other party a vicious curse that had been brewing for a long time!

Siea's arm was visibly distorted, and the feathers that had been gradually suppressed grew out at a faster rate again, but the layers of bandages suddenly collapsed, and the human face of the cloud lake in the sky twisted hideously, forming an extremely painful expression, and an indescribable scream resounded in the spiritual realm corresponding to the cliff, scattering Renette's curse and rushing towards Renette with undiminished power!

The three heads on the latter's neck opened their mouths in unison and let out a silent scream, counteracting the impact of the comings and goings.

At the same time, a slit opened in the parched skin under the bandage, and a dark eye suddenly opened, revealing Renette's figure!

In front of the higher sequence, Renette Tinicolton felt that everything around her and even this spiritual world itself was rejecting her existence, every grass and tree, the dew and air were all overflowing with murderous intent, and even all the substances and spirits that existed in her small world were frantically attacking Renette, and even her own spirituality was agitated at this moment, intending to wipe her out!

Renette knew that she was invincible, and immediately retreated into the depths of the spirit world.

After forcing this "ancient evil creature" back, the curse on Siea disappeared immediately, and the old bandage covered with occult patterns quickly wrapped around the arm, wrapping the arm that had begun to metamorphose in the direction of the wings, tightly wrapping and slowly recovering.

A "door" opened in the sky, and "Secret Sage" Bottis stood in the door suspiciously, watching this melee between you and me, before the arrival of "Aquaman", he picked up the "Tinder" gloves that were casually thrown on the ground, closed the door and left here.

Siea grabbed Jax again, instantly wrapped the badly deformed opponent into a mummy, retreated into the spirit world, and quickly left the Rorsted Islands.

The strange monster that came from the brass whistle had no fixed form, like the evolution of death itself, she was like a mist, filling the surroundings, but with many white feathers with yellow stains. Seeing Si'a departing with the bronze whistle, she followed with a clear goal.

The hills outside the city of Byam left traces of this scuffle, a forest lost all its vitality, the tip of the cliff disappeared into a strange trapezoid.

Fortunately, there is the sea below, and no one will be injured from it.

Ten seconds before the arrival of "Aquaman" Ian Courtman, all the characters involved in the melee ran out, and the "Aquaman" who witnessed everything felt his vitality decreased, his emotions became more irritable, and he even heard the whispers of "the real creator".

Feeling that he had made a big step forward on the road to death, Cottman was depressed, he watched everyone (none of them human) leave, and then thought of the source of this scuffle, the only person who was not on the official wanted list -

His gaze fell on the half-collapsed cliff, at the waves below that kept crashing against the island, and whispered a name:

"Gelman Sparrow!"

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"Bang!"

Jax was thrown halfway through, into a Rose school stronghold, and smashed the roof.

He had already dispersed the incomplete mythical creature form, and he fell to the ground, startling the people around him.

The members of the Rose School around them were just about to lift the demigod when they suddenly felt creepy, as if everything in the house had come to life, with long eyes, crooked beams as if they would suddenly fall and burst their heads, and the bricks under their feet seemed to burst suddenly, sending splinters into their eyes and brains like bullets, chipping off their bones.

They all broke out in a cold sweat, but the fear didn't last long, it only lasted a second, and then they found themselves beginning to burrow white feathers stained with yellow oil, and they were rapidly aging.

In just twenty seconds, an ordinary person without any extraordinary abilities turned into a gray-haired corpse and fell to the ground, and then a Sequence 9 extraordinary person was about to enter the end of his life, and the rest of the people reacted, screaming and using the seal to fight.

The same thing happens from time to time, and gradually it can form a strange and twisted route, but most of the people who suffer are just ordinary people, who fall to the ground and die silently almost in a frantic moment.

……

Thea Eggers was reading the first edition of the Declaration of Independence from his subordinates, when a picture suddenly appeared in his spiritual intuition.

A humanoid creature wrapped almost entirely in a cloth belt and dressed in a simple gray cloth robe appeared in her mind, revealing a paradoxical aura of madness, evil, and depression and rationality at the same time.

What's even more strange is that this humanoid creature actually has an arm that is a wing, and it is a wing with yellow oil stains and white feathers!

The wings are shrinking, and the feathers are rapidly falling off, returning to the shape of arms. The humanoid creature had two eyes peeking out of the bandages on its face, one was dark black, full of mad malice that could drive people crazy at a glance, and the other was cyan and hidden in gray-white hair. Behind this creature there was a shadow that was too dark to see, as if it were death itself!

Thea Eggers stood up.

"Artificial Death!"

She was a little stunned, those peculiar feathers, the dark shadows, all pointed to one thing in the occult, and that was death!

What's more, as the "Pale Emperor", he actually felt suppressed and resisted from that shadow!

The uniqueness that was activated by the Spirit Order, the uniqueness that I don't know where it was hidden, actually appeared in the spirit world!

"Can you handle it?"

After two seconds, the image vanished, and appeared in Thea Eggers' mind as an illusory line of text.

The "Pale Empress" guessed the identity of the other party ...... Siea, and immediately responded with a spiritual response: "I can't handle it." ”

"Why did the Artificial Grim Reaper appear?"

The line of words in his mind disintegrated and disappeared, turning into an ordinary bronze whistle.

Bronze whistle? The pattern and style are in the style of Byron, but it is not clear whose ...... There is a bronze whistle that can attract artificial death, and the artificial death faction has never told me about such a thing!

In a brief exchange, Si'a had been chased out of a quarter of the southern continent by the artificial god of death, and the two of them left extremely striking occult traces in the spiritual realm, and the aura of death and madness even infiltrated faintly from the spiritual realm, taking the life of every creature they came into contact with or turning them into madness.

Sequence 1: The power of the "Divine Sin" will definitely not be able to defeat the King of Angels of the "Death" path, but there is no problem in escaping and confronting.

In this way, Siea fought and retreated, pulled away, and took the embodiment of death around the spiritual realm above the southern continent.

Thea Eggers inexplicably felt a terrifying aura begin to surround her, as if a layer of haze was clouding the sky and heart above her, which proved that the "artificial death" had reached the range that she could sense, and she quickly thought about countermeasures.

No, there's no need to think about countermeasures!

Because even with the addition of Siea, it will be difficult for her to defeat this strange and animated thing, after all, the artificial god of death has uniqueness, and it is the "only" of the path, and when fighting, she can temporarily occupy all the anchors belonging to Thea Eggers and let her spirit get out of control!

The best thing to do is for Seua to throw the whistle back and let the "Artificial Death" leave.

But—

- After the artificial death is gone this time, there may never be a chance to find this unique trace in the outside world.

Extremely rarely, a crazy idea crossed Shia Eggers' mind.

The thought made her hands tremble slightly.

"Mirela!"

"Mirela!

”

The Empress shouted twice at the door, causing the spirits in the room to tremble. Then, without waiting for the spirits to call, she threw away the documents in her hand and strode into the spirit world, where she instantly appeared in front of Mirela, who was writing a letter to her adopted son, and frightened the latter to her knees behind the desk on the spot.

Sia Eggers lifted him up directly, and Mirela felt that Her Majesty, who had always been quiet and dignified and attached great importance to etiquette, was unusually anxious today, and he instinctively felt that something big might be happening, and his heart was pounding wildly.

The Pale Empress took a deep breath, she didn't even need to breathe for a long time, but now she had to use this movement to ease the tension in her heart a little.

She said to Mirera as smoothly and as quickly as she could:

"The artificial god of death has appeared in the outside world, and I can't let go of this opportunity."

"If I don't come back, the Spirit Order will be handed over to High Priest Haitel in the future!"

"You must not complain, but you must assist High Priest Zuo Hetel with all your might!"

But you've said before that the Artificial Reaper can't be trusted! Mirella almost had an irregular heartbeat, and he tried to speak, but was glared at by Thea Eggers with majesty, and suddenly lost all courage to resist.

“…… You can rest assured, whether I can come back or not. A fleeting smile appeared on Thea Eggers' face, both relieved and joyful, "The path of death will give birth to a true strong man, a strong man who can do more." ”

Mirera understood everything, whining anxiously, and struggling to break free of the Empress's hand, fell to her knees, and kowtowed again and again, causing her forehead to collide with the marble floor.

He felt the pressure on his throat disappear, and immediately spoke out in an old hoarse voice:

"You are the emperor of Byran, the only emperor!"

"Whatever you become, I will dedicate my life and everything to you!"

"I wish Your Majesty a triumphant return!"

He closed his eyes tightly, and once again he prostrated heavily, and shouted:

"I wish your majesty a triumphant return!

！ ”

Thea Eggers' movements froze for half a second, her usually fierce and cold gaze softened for a moment, and then, she bypassed Mirela and strode towards the open balcony of the room behind her.

The breath of death rushed in, and thousands of spirits respectfully prostrated at the Emperor's feet.

She regained her usual icy composure, reached out and picked up the scepter inlaid with black iron and gold from the hand of the spirit kneeling at her feet, and the scepter was engraved with the indestructible laws of the Byron Empire.

With the other hand, he took out a white lantern that glowed with a dark red light, the wick was a flower with a mouth, and the light was a round red fruit growing from the flower's mouthparts, like a round of the moon.

The lantern glows with a vibrant, eerie red glow.

The white bones of the Sage rose from the shadows at the Empress's feet, and she was draped in a luxurious shawl of pure black, embroidered with silver thread for winds and tsunamis, sewn with gems and crystals for ice and blizzard, and gold thread for the cracked earth and falling sky, condensing all kinds of apocalyptic disasters on this delicate and beautiful shawl.

The shawl seems to carry an endless temptation, tempting people to pick it up, put it on, to master the power to cause those disasters, to become its slave.

Only, she did not wear a crown, because Byron's crown had long since been taken by the colonists during the war, a shame that should never be forgotten.

The skeletal wyvern flew out of the spirit realm, pulling the magnificent and noble chariot to stay in the sky outside the balcony, looking up to the sky and letting out a silent roar, the faint pale flame burning in its eyes.

Thea Eggers stepped on the windowsill and stepped into the Emperor's chariot, she glanced down, looked at the people and ministers who were kneeling on the ground, and then pulled the reins hard, causing the undead dragon to rush into the spirit realm.

Mirela fell to his knees, and it was not until Thea Eggers had departed that he hastily got up, propped up his body, which was almost uncontrollable under the majesty of the Emperor, and rushed out of his study, and rushed into the hall where the crowd had gathered, and shouted:

"Bring out all the sinners in the prison!"

Facing everyone's somewhat dull gaze, he roared again:

"Bring it out if you are on death row or not! Not enough to catch now! Seal off the city square and prepare for a sacrificial ceremony for Her Majesty the Empress!

”

……

"I can handle the man-made Grim Reaper."

At the moment of entering the spirit realm, she responded to Siea solemnly:

"Lead the Artificial Grim Reaper to the southern steppes of Hagati, at the junction with the mountains, where I will intercept."

"Siea, please help me! As the Pale Emperor, I swear that whether I win or die, the Spirit Order will henceforth be the most loyal ally of the Rose Order, and we will support you in every battle! ”

After about a second, Siea replied with a few words:

"Okay."

As the words fell, Thea Eggleston felt the inexplicable haze that hung over her heart begin to move away quickly.

"O great Death, many of the Ancestral Emperors of Byron, and Father who has returned to the embrace of death...... Please bless me. ”

"Bless your unsuccessful offspring!"

She took one last deep look in the direction of her country, the bone dragon flapping its wings and the emperor's chariot speeding through the brightly colored spirit realm.

She hurried to the deserted deep forest at the junction of mountains and grasslands, and without hesitation faced her ladder to the gods, or death.

……

Crane waited quietly for Azik to arrive, hiding in the belly of the sea creatures, when the figure of Renette Tinicol appeared in front of him.

The messenger lady had three heads on her head and one in her hand, which was more vivid than before.

She reached out with her empty left palm, grabbed Crane's shoulder, and led him directly into the spirit realm, shuttling quickly.

In the midst of the vivid layers, Crane was only slightly dizzy before returning to reality and finding himself on a rock.

Renette Tinicol glanced at each of her four heads and said:

"Already ......", "Safe ......", "After ......", "Remember ......", "Payment ......"

With that, she disappeared as if there was something important.

Can you still do this...... I knew that I would have asked Miss Courier to take me away in this way...... However, looking at her current state, it doesn't seem to be too good, this should be the form and way she won't use normally...... Crane sighed as he put the extraordinary properties of the "Priest of Light" in his pocket, leaving only "Grossell's Travels" outside.

He had just been pleased to find a few drops of Seignor's blood splashed on the cover of the travelogue, and with the good anticipation that he might get a powerful secret couple, he had escaped from the scuffle, and Crane was in a good mood.

He was just about to take a look at his surroundings and confirm his current position, when another palm reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

Crane was startled, and hurriedly looked sideways, realizing that it was Mr. Azik who had arrived.

Azik grabbed him by the shoulders and led him into the spirit realm, darting through the layers of vivid colors.

…… Actually, I'm safe...... The corners of Crane's mouth twitched, and he didn't say the words.

He chose to be silent and waited quietly for dozens of seconds, and on a deserted island in which sea, the figures of Crane and Azik quickly sketched on the edge of the beach.

Crane was about to speak, when Azk's brown eyes, dressed in a formal suit and top hat and bronzed, suddenly deepened, as if connecting a dead and dark world.

Azik seemed to see something, and suddenly showed an expression of extreme shock and surprise.

I don't know if it's Crean's delusion, but he seems to see a trace of fear on Azik's face.

tbc

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Misconceptions:

Why do you have to choose from the conditions of the night? Why do you have to listen to her?

Thea: His grandmother's, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, death is death, who is afraid of death for the Grim Reaper! I win, out of a 2+1 angel king, I lose, the artificial god of death took my brain and continued to be the king of 2+1 angels, I win! Kill!