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The joints of his arms clicked softly and began to shift, as if they were about to fall off his shoulders in the next second.

His sleeves were soaked with pus, his arms were getting heavier, and Medici clearly felt like his body was rotting again, but this time it was very different from what he remembered. He stopped, looked at the gray sky, and suddenly thought of something, understood something.

The moment the answer appeared in His mind, two voices rang out on both sides of His cheeks at the same time:

"It's ......!"

"Don't be stupid, run!"

Medici turned his head to see that the corpses lying on the ground were also decomposed, and the smell of blood and rancid smell could not be ignored, and even the bones could be seen through the rotten flesh - not at all like people who had just died, but after a week in the wild!

This is no longer in the category of "disease".

At the same time, the city where the Medici had lived for half a month suddenly became extremely unfamiliar, the sun could no longer be seen in the sky, and the whole city was gray and dirty, showing a dilapidated appearance full of holes. Obviously, there is no living person, but it gives people a feeling of nervousness and anxiety for no reason. As the city became dilapidated, some ruins appeared inexplicably, some buildings that had stood in good shape had strangely collapsed, the walls were peeling, and there were fires jumping in the distance.

An eerie atmosphere envelops the city.

Medici had seen all the layout of the city while walking, and had identified the location of some paths and even sewers on the map he had bought, and it could be said that he was probably more familiar with the place than anyone who had lived in St. Milon all his life.

Now, however, St. Milon had become strange and unfamiliar, but it gradually overlapped with the smell of another place in Medici's memory.

Seeing this scene, Medici's spiritual world suddenly fell silent.

The three conquerors have all gained each other's memories through spiritual fusion during the millennium, and have been happy to dig up the embarrassing or sad things buried in each other's hearts, attacking each other for fun.

One of the most popular topics for Sauron and Einhorn was "Medici, you kid can't contain the city of calamity with the help of the ancient sun god, it's too inferior, hahaha, you deserve to die with us for thousands of years" - now the three of them couldn't laugh, they exchanged fierce emotions and greetings to the primordial witch in the spirit world, and finally Medici couldn't help but curse:

"Hey*, where can this go?!"

"Why is Calamity City here?" Sauron's mood was perfectly interpreted by his voice, and he didn't care about Medici's intentions, trying with all his might to control the right half of his body away from the city center and running in the direction of the docks, "Don't stay here anyway!" As we are*, we don't have to lift a finger to kill the City of Calamity! ”

No wonder Loftus-Cheek came out of nowhere...... No wonder He suddenly decided to do it!

Medici frowned, "How did he control Calamity City?" ”

"I don't like octopus heads, cough, but there's no way he can make a mess of Bansey, and he's the first one to fall into trouble! How did the power of Calamity City be brought here by Chick from Bansey Harbor hundreds of kilometers away at sea?! ”

He reached out and touched his brow, the red flag of which was faintly hot.

"If I had done something similar, maybe now would be an opportunity."

"A little thanks to Loftus-Cheek." There was a peace in Einhorn's voice that had given up the struggle, "He has given these juniors who are not worthy of essentia a chance to see what essentia looks like in this life. ”

Three people with three thoughts, one wanting to retreat, one abstaining, and one wondering if he could find an opportunity to bite back, so he stood still motionless, allowing his shell to slowly decay and rot.

At this moment, Medici glanced in the direction of the harbor and saw that the sky was bloody, and there was not a single cloud.

The city was dead silent, and he heard the sound of the sea crashing against the shore.

The sound of the water grew louder and louder, as if He was not in the center of a city, but standing in a position where he could see the sea.

“…… Don't think about running Sauron, this place is Bansey now. Medici sighed, "Did He not kill me because he wanted me to attract the attention of Calamity City?" After all...... I must have many unintelligent descendants who could not resist the temptation and became its food. ”

"Hehe, but don't tell me: those guys I've never seen and don't necessarily have much of my blood have any feelings for me, and I'm going to be sick."

He coughed for a moment, then turned to take one last step.

His body fell forward as if it had been pulled out of bones, and slammed into the bulletin board, and Medici slammed the wooden board to the ground with a loud thud.

Medici narrowed his eyes, momentarily glad that the cornea hadn't rotted and fallen off. I saw that the words such as "forbidden ......" were no longer on the bulletin board, and only one sentence appeared repeatedly.

"It is forbidden to invade the real world without permission."

The black fonts were dyed blood-colored as soon as they appeared, and then faded away from the bulletin boards.

Since there is only one sentence to the "City of Calamity" on this, and there is nothing to say to himself, it proves that the Patriarch of the God of War Church has no time to deal with himself and resist the City of Calamity wholeheartedly. Medici tilted his head and breathed hard, then reached out and swiped the law with great force the moment it reappeared, using his own blood to erase all the words that had not yet appeared.

Then he wrote down a line in the blank space in the shortest language he knew, with all his might:

"Allow communication"

The moment these lines were written, the sky of the entire St. Milon suddenly became dark, as if it had entered the night in a second.

There was not a single light in the sky, blood-colored clouds floating in the black sky, all the buildings were shrouded in darkness, and St. Milon became the strangest and most familiar city of Medici - a city hidden in the sea, eerie, terrifying, full of all sorts of strange events, full of things he had never seen before, could not have imagined its use, and monsters walking. Its entrance appeared at sea very early, and many people had already entered by chance before the discovery of the Medici.

Some of them didn't come back, some of them brought back goods, and it was plague, pain, war, and great power.

Medici remembered that the Creator had said that the city was like an open box, but there was no hope in it.

Strange footsteps began to appear in Medici's perception.

Strangely, he knew that his body had reached its limit, so rotten that he could not even move his fingers, and could only sit on the ground leaning against the plank, but at the same time, Medici felt that his mind was very clear, and he could even be regarded as relaxed, but he was trapped in his body and could not move.

"I always feel that after dying once, some ideas become very strange."

Medici said to himself in his heart:

"Look, once three people couldn't make a whole corpse, now we can make flesh and containers as consumables."

Just then, a footstep approached Him in the distance. A man seemed to appear out of nowhere near and far towards Medici, and when he looked up, he saw that the other's neck was empty, and that he had a bloody head in his hands that was dragging his spine to his chest.

Calamity City wasn't like this before, when did you like to engage in this kind of low-level horror drama style. Medici thought to himself.

"Ancestors."

The man holding the head stopped two or three meters in front of Medici, his spine swaying, and the head that had rotted so much that it exposed his gums lay crooked in his palm, his empty eyes looking in Medici's direction.

Its hair does have a little red, but I don't know if this is the color of its hair when it was alive, or if it is the color of blood clotting on it.

"We, as yours are told."

"Communicated, He ......"

"Are you, come, join, ours?"

……

Urorius paused in his footsteps and stopped around the corner, and the river of fate that shimmered silver suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Such unsolicited foreshadowings are uncommon and generally represent events that are of "special interest" to Ulorius.

A vague image appeared in his mind, and he saw some high-level struggle going on in the direction of Fersak, involving the war aspect. At first glance, it looks like a change caused by competition in the "hunter" pathway. He instinctively felt that the symbol seemed to be related to the Medici, but a vague uneasiness in his heart suggested that the Medici might not be in the driver's seat in the incident.

Did He lose the battle against another conqueror?

The other party has a level 0 seal, and there is also a Sequence 2 help, so it's normal to fall into a disadvantage for a while, but now it shouldn't be the time for Medici to start the war with him, Medici is not a person who will modify his plan at any time, could it be that he was attacked by the other party?

Ulorius was skeptical, but he had left Medici with enough good fortune and help to resurrect the miracle master twice, so that no matter what happened, he would be able to survive without any danger.

At the moment, Will Unsetin is still playing a "little game" with him, the other party is riveting to find uniqueness, and he is looking for this sequence one, and the two of them seem to be chasing after him all the time. He had only waited for this opportunity from the Third Age to now, and even if it wasn't enough for him to successfully accommodate the uniqueness, he could go further, and he really couldn't get out of his body to see more details.

Just as he was about to continue his search for Will, Ulorius suddenly felt a tingle in his head, as if fate was reminding him to "pay attention to what had just happened" - he had to calm down and feel it, and this sight suddenly made Ulorius's eyes widen:

The "Original Witch" actually appeared next to Medici!

With just a face-to-face effort, the gray-black aura that symbolized disease fell on Medici's body, taking away a lot of life force.

"The blessings I left for Him have run out of ......"

For the first time in a long time, Ulorius had the feeling that "the heart was raised to the throat and the eyes".

And the crisis has not been resolved, Cheek can now reach out and touch two extraordinary characteristics of the conqueror...... "Fool" is not a true god yet, Bethel Abraham, who should receive Fusak the most, took the initiative to abstain, and Cheek's action is definitely not impulsive...... It may even be the best chance for the "fool" to get a handful before he wakes up, and all his enemies have lost their shelter and are a piece of meat to him!

Urorius's expression gradually became calm and focused, and just as he stared at the symbol of the "primordial witch", trying to find something wrong, the image in front of him suddenly blurred, and then disappeared abruptly as if the signal had been cut off.

The "Angel of Destiny" was stunned for a second.

Just as he wondered if Cheek was ready to shut the door and shut down, the foreshadowing of fate suddenly changed again:

This time, the foreboding of fate was much more violent and terrible than before, and for a moment Ulorius felt as if he was in a bloody battlefield, and he saw the northern sky dyed blood red entirely, from where disaster and deadly disease began to spread, death burned all the way to the whole world with the flames of war, and even the waves were floating with the corpses, rushing to the shore in waves.

This could not have been done by Chick - "uniqueness" was in Leodro's hands, and without uniqueness, even if he had obtained three copies of the sequence one, he would not have been able to become a symbol of war and disease at the same time!

That is, what appears there is......

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

As soon as Ulorius pronounced the first sentence of his honorable name, a voice immediately came from which direction:

"You're cheating! You cheat! ”

The voice was so loud that Will sounded so angry that he was slamming his stroller as he kicked his legs, and his voice was still coming: "We told us before, no one can ask Him for help!" Ulorius! You don't keep your word! ”

"You're not keeping your word! How can you do that! ”

Ulorius didn't intend to take Will's yelling to heart at all, and he prayed to Klein not to catch Will, but to see if the City of Calamity had invaded Vrsack, after all, his own followers were also there, and he had to take care of it anyway. But just as Will said this, Ulorius suddenly had a strange feeling - it seemed that Will was about to be dissatisfied with his actions, no longer maintaining fair competition, and planning to break the contract and leave—and the "opportunity" he could feel was shaken!

The second sentence of honorific name was stuck in the throat.

But Ulorius did not give up, and immediately delivered a revelation to those who had worshiped him in the Silver City, and then, with some unease and nervousness, began to search for Will's traces again.

The other party is no longer in the same position.

……

"The City of Calamity has successfully invaded reality."

"Cheek is taking a risk by doing this, but it doesn't matter to me whether he takes the risk or not, I just take care of the backlog of items in my hand."

After observing Fersak's current situation, Edward immediately used the radio-like seal to deliver a message to the High Priest of the Church of the Reaper:

"How's your river dug up?"

After a short while, the high priest's hoarse voice came: "We have to wait a little longer. ”

TBC

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Forget it, I think about happy things, such as as as the gradual improvement of Suhuan, and now there are fewer people who scold this broken book. (End of chapter)