Chapter 468: Let History Repeat Itself

761

At the same time that the Demon of Knowledge made his move, Crane suddenly felt something.

He had a palpitation, and his spiritual instinct told him that something was happening that he didn't want to see, and that within a second or two of that palpitation, the prayers that had risen and flowed in his ears like a tidal wave were gone.

It's all gone.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed in an instant, and Crane completely lost his sense of his followers.

He had just gotten used to the murmuring whispers, and now they were all gone, and a sadness rose uncontrollably in Crane's heart, even though he knew that hiding the help of the sage was the only way, even though he knew that it was only a temporary death, and that they would reappear soon, not even remembering that he had died once—he still felt sad, which seemed to resonate with his divinity and humanity.

At the same time, it also lets Klein know that his promotion ceremony is about to begin.

But reality didn't give him even a second to mourn for his followers.

Even if there is a hidden sage to hold back in the spirit, it only temporarily changes the power of God from "too strong to be desperate" to "too strong to be invincible". God seemed to be at ease with them, and each attack was not only powerful enough to tear them apart, but also had the property of making them feel painful. As if it were not a simple battle, but a punishment for unbelievers and blasphemers.

At the moment when Klein lost his mind, God noticed the change in him.

The "Dark Angel" Sasriel turned into a pitch-black, viscous, depraved "ocean", swallowing the remnants of the silvery white sharp light and the extraordinary abilities that Klein had unleashed through "Lenorman's Travel Notes", and disappeared into invisibility.

He immediately returned to his previous appearance, still like a giant, wearing a gorgeous robe of silver thread on a black background, but the black wings behind him were much lighter.

At the same time, the pupils of His open eyes were erected, and his iris was a brilliant gold.

Violent but unreal winds poured around Him, blowing with all sorts of thoughts to every corner of the Palace of Shadows.

"Mental deprivation"!

The "Dawn Sword Light" that had just been condensed and formed by the Silver Knight Puppet disappeared abruptly, and the entire Puppet froze in place due to Crane's pause.

Although Colin Iliad is extremely determined, he is also evoked by the madness, cruelty, and bloodlust inherent in the incomplete mythical creature, and can only separate his spirit to counter the effects of this aspect, lest it directly get out of control.

As soon as Klein recovered and realized that all his followers had ushered in a real death, he encountered the intense fear brought about by this "mental deprivation", and his body trembled slightly, his emotions were out of control, and it was difficult to think about his next move.

Colin Iliad slammed in front of Klein, wielding the Dawn Greatsword in his hand to protect Crane and his vital points.

In the eyes of Klein in the rear, the next moment, the chief of Silver City suddenly had one big hole after another in his body, and a black, depraved, and illusory aura was solidified inside.

The "Blade of Spiritual Flesh" from the "Hanged Man" path easily pierced through the Silver Knight's full defense!

"No, the strength is completely unequal, even if you just want to cause damage to the remnant body of this angel king, you need at least level 0 seals, or even true god level......"

In this case, even his biggest output weapon, the "Seagod Scepter", is still not enough to see under the thunder of God!

While you still have spirituality and strength, you must quickly change your tactics.

Crane was ruthless, and the tall Silver Knight Secret Puppet disappeared in an instant, and his right hand slammed into the air, grabbing a gorgeous crown wrapped in light. The crown is much larger than a human head, and is clearly not intended for humans.

The Giant King Ormir once possessed the "Crown of Glory"!

Actually a first-time success?

It is simply unbelievable that this kind of grasping of things that are not inferior to Sequence 2 can be successful at one time, and when Crane was just promoted to Sequence 3, even if he summoned Azik Eggers, who was too familiar with him to be familiar with anymore, it took four or five times to succeed.

This made Klein feel that there must be some god who gave him some favor now, maybe it was the hidden sage, maybe it was his actual "favor" and help to Silver City, or maybe it was his own fate. All in all, this is a good sign, a good thing for Klein.

Crane raised his hand and threw the historical projection of the seal to Colin Iliad, who didn't need to introduce anything, as Colin Iliad could roughly determine the age of the item.

Sure enough, the latter caught it in surprise and then put it on his head without hesitation.

The size of the crown seems to have changed somewhat, and it is perfectly worn by the giantized Colin Iliad.

In an instant, Colin's mental state stabilized again, and the mythical creature form was once again solidified. The black swirling in the wound gradually dissipated under the light of the "Crown of Glory", and the wound began to heal slowly, and all of Colin's extraordinary abilities were greatly enhanced.

The light of the morning covered almost the entire hall until it reached the presence of Sasriel.

Colin Iliad regrouped and, with the blessing of the "Crown of Glory", once again launched an attack on Saslir.

Crane gasped, pressed his temples, and smiled wryly remembering that the "soothsayer" was indeed positioned as a support rather than a melee.

He didn't know much of a level 0 seal, 0-08 definitely couldn't be summoned here, and 0-17, who was suspected of being an angel in the Night Church, couldn't have come here...... Unless the goddess of the night is willing to help him against God. In addition, the other numbered Level 0 seals, he only knew a little information, he had never seen or touched them, and it was impossible to summon them as "historical projections".

That's the only thing left......

Crane gritted his teeth, squeezed his spirituality, and pressed his right hand to the ground.

He froze, and began to recall in his mind the appearance of another Level 0 seal.

It's like—

A black meadow.

From the palm of Klein's hand pressed to the ground, black blades of grass grew from the ground, they looked like normal grass dyed black, with a hair-like texture and form, and in the black grass, there were red flowers scattered everywhere.

As soon as these black and red grasslands appeared, they began to grow rapidly, expanding, and the grass became entwined, growing rapidly along the walls and all the corners that could be climbed, and in a blink of an eye, it became a primeval forest!

This is...... Ulorius turned his head thoughtfully.

Medici tried to take advantage of the chaos to get up and help, but was still pushed back by Ulorius.

Klein's pupils were also constricted by this change, but then, he understood the reason for the anomaly in the historical projection of the "bountiful bounty".

This is the court of the giants, where Queen Omibella once lived.

Then, with a sense of it, he looked up and saw the shadow that had been permeating the top lift, revealing the zenith of the palace of the Giant's Court - and then, under the gaze of everyone, the zenith became transparent, and the whole digitization vanished!

……

God locked them up in the former Ormir dormitory of the Giant's Court, and although the demon of knowledge could not enter, it was not difficult to tear down the ceiling and forcibly allow communication between the inside and the outside.

"Don't be so violent, okay?" Edward was heartbroken, "This is the crystallization of culture, the witness of history!" ”

The door facing the sea in the Giant King's Court has been demolished, the ceiling of the Giant's bedroom has disappeared entirely, and Klein's promotion ceremony will be held to beat the "Dark Angel", how many bricks are left in the Giant's Court?

The demon of knowledge disagreed: "I also need a complete palace for the church to study and investigate, and the architecture and surrounding environment of the Giant Court have been completely recorded, and it can be restored at the original site and any address at any time." ”

"Oh, that's good, I've loved that place before, and I'd love to grab it all and take it all."

Edward relieved himself, and then felt pity:

“…… But you just said the original location, right? Forget it, I hope you fight lightly, and I hope the Giant Court will be stronger. ”

"If you're not going to help, then don't talk for a while."

"How do you think I can help?" Edward was curious, "Help you beat God together?" I certainly don't want to. ”

"Then forget it."

The Demon of Knowledge was bogged down in thought—"bringing a lost piece of history back to reality"—and with that request, if he were to open the door and move everyone directly to the outside world, it might not be Klein's ritual. But I can act as a "connector" to help this history better integrate into reality...... That is, at least Klein had to open that door.

He shifted his gaze to the fragment of the blood book in his hand once again, his eyes thoughtful, complex, and fearful.

"If you want to open the door, you still have to get rid of the 'dark angel' first."

"Then, we should use the 'Last Feast' to reenact the scene and kill this part of God's consciousness here......"

Now, how similar God's will is in the shell of the "dark angel" to the moment when "Sasriel returns to his essence"!

"Things that can't be explained with research, things that can't be cracked with knowledge and technology...... Fate, prophecy, hints. The demon of knowledge raised his head, his face was no longer expressionless, only the irritability of treating the pillars equally, "If everything is fate, then there is no point in research and excavation, and people do not need to continue to work hard, because fate determines your future...... Like omniscience, disgusting. ”

The Demon of Knowledge slightly mobilized the power of the "Knowledge Wilderness" - not too much, otherwise it would make the "Sea of Chaos" feel threatened—the 0-13 "Last Feast" in his hand gradually rose into the air, turning into a pure torrent of information, and in an instant, it crossed the land and sea, reached the Godforsaken Land, and stayed directly above the hall without the zenith.

Edward squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd there:

"The drama is about to start, the audience is already in place, but the actors are still a little short."

The demon of knowledge raised his head, only to see that the sky near the coast of the Eastern Continent was suddenly covered with dark clouds and strong winds. There was thunder rolling in the clouds, but it was still near the ruins of the Divine War Sea and had not entered the Eastern Continent.

Except for the God of Thunder, the other gods were all quiet and did not say anything else.

"yes." He said, "History repeats itself. ”

……

Calderon.

The Grim Reaper opened his eyes, and after a brief moment of doubt and hesitation, he did not intend to participate, and fell silent again.

Southern Continent.

The bound god stopped writing, and he looked at the distant sky, his scarred face, his eyebrows slowly furrowed,

Richard, who was sitting across from him, noticed his movements, put down his pen and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"There's a seal that establishes a occult connection with me." The bound god looked in that direction for a moment, then lowered his head again, and continued the work he didn't finish just now, "It's all in the past, I don't want to participate in it again." ”

Richard was still curious: "What's the matter?" ”

The bound god pondered for two seconds, and then said to his angel:

"Once, I was involved in a murder. I had no grudge against the murdered person, I just had to go, so when he was killed, I just watched from the sidelines and didn't help anyone. ”

Richard blinked: "I see. But in a sense, your indifference is also complicity. ”

The bound god nodded slightly, and did not speak again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the wooden door of the office, and Letty Orr's orange hair poked in, looked at Richard and the unknown simple ascetic, and asked with a familiar smile: "Thanks, I will send the financial statements of the hospital for this month, and get the design plan of the new inpatient building, as well as the list of patients who will be exempted from some of the medical expenses...... Can I come in now, please? ”

"Oh, you're here!"

Richard immediately smiled and beckoned to Audrey: "It's done, come and get it!" ”

Audrey, in her white lab coat, closed the door and ran over in small steps.

……

Crane's mouth opened wide and he looked up at the sky in astonishment.

Sasriel was also controlled by God and raised his head, watching the anomaly in the sky - the demon of knowledge magnified the negative effects of the "Last Feast" and put it here, and with the complete replenishment of the "feast of betrayal" by the gods who held the authority of "knowledge", what was staged in front of Crane and the others was the product of countless times more complete than the drama that the demon of knowledge saw.

Strange laughter surrounded everyone's ears, and there were many footsteps around them, as if there were invisible actors walking around, exchanging scripts. And they seem to be sitting in the audience, waiting for the actors who are ready to perform on stage.

The sky darkened for a moment, as if a heavy red curtain was lowering and rising. Everyone suddenly found that the hall they were in had changed, no longer the Giant King's dormitory, but a more spacious place - a hall with countless murals, a long dark red table in the center of the hall, surrounded by intricately patterned high-backed chairs.

This...... Colin Iliad suddenly recognized the image.

He immediately realized that this was the historical picture he accidentally entered when he first explored the Giant Court!

Suddenly, a cloud of light lit up. Around the hall, on the stone pillars that had been erected but did not support the dome, red flames were lit one after another, illuminating the surroundings unusually brightly.

The whispering voice grew louder and louder, and it seemed that it had finally passed through a long and distant time and space to reach its destination, making the hall lively as if it were a party.

Around the dark red long table, vague and illusory figures rose up and sat on different high-backed chairs, a total of eleven.

As the firelight flickered, the first thing I noticed was a somewhat special figure.

The figure was dressed in a simple linen robe, with long silver hair, and its features could not be seen, but a more realistic image was contained in the shadow—Ulorius, who had been in the corner and looked like a child, was now sitting in this high-backed chair!

This caused a noticeable change in Ulorius's expression.

At the same time, Chief Colin of Silver City, with gray hair and old scars on his face, encountered the same vague and illusory figure.

The figure was seven or eight meters tall, wearing silver full-body armor, and the position of its eyes was a ball of light like morning light like dusk.

The crown of the morning sun shone brightly, and Colin the "Demon Hunter" was guided by some kind of occult guidance, he struggled for a moment, then chose to accept, and took a step to the dark red table, and sat down in the second position on the right.

On the high-backed chair at the top of the room, the void deepens a little, outlining a female figure that seems to be shrouded in fog.

Illusory figures appeared on the edge of the table, while Colin, Ulorius, and Medici were real.

Crane didn't match either of the "Roses of Redemption", and he thought for a moment before choosing to sit down. Because this position is vacant, it also happens to be the position of the "world" on the "Tarot Society".

As soon as he sat down, he saw the "Dark Angel" Saslir appear opposite him.

Immediately after, a voice that seemed to have traveled from ancient times echoed in the ears of the "gatherers":

“…… We are redeeming ourselves and maintaining the balance of this world......"

“…… Divisions and divergences are undoubtedly the most basic order......"

“…… That's what He thinks......"

“…… Admittedly, we all have our own dark thoughts and desires, but it's perfectly normal......"

“…… Death and blood will be inevitable, and we ...... in the name of 'Redeeming Roses'"

The voice of the "Dark Angel" was dull and lifeless, like a repeater.

And God is in this shell, with one eye open, quietly staring at Klein.

The next moment, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

In the second act, the gods who had been sitting at the table in harmony suddenly burst out, even Crane, and they all went towards the "dark angel" at the same time!

TBC

——————

Good night!

(End of chapter)