"Hoo ......"

Chen Lun let out a sigh of relief, not expecting that there would be such an additional benefit as popularity.

He has turned on the Great Serpent form at the moment, and with the blessing of [Hell Resistance], even in the core range of the flames, he has not suffered any damage.

Remove the leather gloves from the severed palm and put them in the grape ring.

A [B-class artifact] became his trophy in this way.

Polaris and his party were standing at the edge of Bradley Square, looking up at the figure in the sky, and the scene that had just happened was deeply imprinted in their minds.

The five players turned their heads around again and saw the praying crowd.

"That'...... Is it really just a slightly heavyweight NPC? ”

The centaur asked, stunned.

"His identity is probably even more amazing than we imagined...... It will even be one of the protagonists of the main story. ”

Polaris exhaled and analyzed in a deep voice.

Doghead Jin and Forgotten Wuji nodded in agreement, Su Keying saved the video, widened her eyes and said:

"It has to be! So handsome, and so strong, can he not be the protagonist?! ”

There were no stars in her eyes.

"It's powdered!"

Gallery below.

The distinguished guests who came to participate in the exhibition looked at each other speechlessly at this time, only feeling palpitations, and even a kind of happiness after the catastrophe.

The Pompeii family did not smile, but was very solemn, and Rebecca pursed her lips and kept looking up at the sky, concerned about Mr. Jack's safety.

"He's all right...... It's amazing how a transcendent [Sequence 8] could do this. ”

Rosa snorted.

Noah, who was beside her, laughed happily when she heard her sister's words.

Floy hid behind the crowd, her head down, listening to the presence in her body, the message.

She could feel the warning from the [Back Sun Bonsai] and told her to leave immediately.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to wait for him."

The [Back Sun Bonsai] was silent for a while, indicating that with Floy's current physical condition, it could only be released once, and then it would quickly get out of control, and there would be almost no time to save it.

"It's okay, I have to help him."

Floy said lightly.

Not far away, on the ground, there is a black area like a ruin.

Beckman's body lay in the center, burned to black coal, barely recognizable in human form.

"Traitor to the History and Ritual Society, member of the Mitchell family, Beckman Mitchell ......"

The white bone key completely twisted around, and a cold male voice came from inside.

Everyone was taken aback and cast their eyes.

"Thank you for all you do for the Red Apple Church......"

Baker's corpse began to twist, skeletal muscles making creepy clicking sounds, and finally formed a spiral-shaped "gate" with the white bone key in his chest as the core.

The "gate" slowly opened, and a large pale hand stretched out from it, and its hand was stained with scarlet blood.

At first glance, I even felt that I was in a sea of blood, and my whole body involuntarily began to tremble, producing instinctive fear.

Immediately afterward, a new painting slowly emerged from an intact wall of flesh and blood, which was a portrait of Beckman himself.

He was illusory, with dozens or hundreds of different figures, or hideous, or laughing excitedly, or embarrassed, or unrecognizable...... But these are like worms that are only frozen in amber, overlapping each other, and it is difficult to break free.

The name of this oil painting is "The Poor Worm"

Perhaps Beckman never imagined that he would eventually become a work in the Bone Gallery.

At this moment, the spiral gate transformed by Beckman's body was completely opened.

A naked man, bloodied, held the bone key in his backhand.

He pulled out the key to the bones and stood alone, with waist-length red hair, deep eye sockets, a high nose, and an infinite sea of blood in his eyes.

The man looked around, and everyone suddenly felt their breath stagnate, and the smell of blood overwhelmed them, almost suffocating.

"Church of the Red Apple, Archbishop Rafah......"

Rosa looked at the man in front of her and pronounced the name hoarsely.

Rafa looked at her with a smile.

"You know me...... That's right, the intelligence of the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce has always been very powerful.

Then you should also know what I'm going to do next. ”

Rosa only felt that the blood on her body did not obey the call, and it seemed that she was about to break out of her body and run towards the man opposite.

She used her extraordinary power to suppress the manic blood, and then figured out something, and spoke:

"You're going to sacrifice all the people here?

Sacrifice them to the Gallery of Bones...... Then blame Beckman, the defector of the 'History and Ritual Society', and reclaim the artifact as a victim.

But are you really not afraid of the Church of the Sun and the Asylum? ”

"What a smart little girl......"

Rafa smiled and teased, but did not respond to the latter sentence.

Rosa quickly understood something, and the tension on her face dissipated a lot.

"You can't come down right now, a Sage of the Red Apple Church suddenly disappears from the Tourmaline Royal City, and the Sun Royal Family will not be indifferent."

"Yes, it's just an avatar."

Rafa admits it calmly.

"But it's enough."

He played with the bone key in his hand, a look of remembrance on his face.

Monroe ...... Lend me your strength. ”

Rumble!!

Countless beads of blood floated around the red-haired man's body, converging into a bloody robe.

Behind His head were six oil paintings, spread out like folding fans.

"The sun, the moon, the stars, the flesh, the conspiracy, the earth...... Well, the power of the moon is a little weaker, just a [Sequence 9 - Medium]. ”

Rafa chuckled and turned to the side.

Roderick was devastated.

"Rest in peace!"

He raised his hand and aimed it at the tall, red-haired man.

Holding back the pain of the wound, he shouted:

"Mona!"

Mona, who was standing beside him, instantly drew her gun, aimed at Rafa's head and heart and other fatal parts, and fired several shots in succession.

Bang bang!!

Enveloped by Roderick's supernatural powers, Rafa stood motionless, but still smiling.

Rushing......

The oil painting on the back of his head drew Beckman's "Poor Worm," and his eyes flashed back to countless previous fragments.

There were a few muffled pops, and the bullet hit Rafa's body.

He didn't realize it, as if it wasn't himself who was hurting.

The history of the previous second began to overlap with the present moment, and Rafa's injuries recovered as before. At the same time, His hand began to move slowly in the process.

Roderick, who was trying to control him, sweated on his forehead and seemed unable to hold on.

Ping!

The black light between Roderick's fingers shattered, and he snorted and staggered back.

Rafa chuckled, and after breaking free of control, his movements returned. Fingers gently pulled out four bullet phantoms from a past picture, stuck them between their fingers, and flicked their fingers.

Boom!!

The four bullets made a terrifying roar, piercing the air waves and flying towards Roderick, Mona, Noah, and Rosa.

“！！”

Roderick was powerless to resist, and watched as the yellow projectile flew like a cannonball, and finally blasted through his chest.

He spurted blood with a whirl and flew upside down.

With a few roars, Mona was also hit by a projectile, and her left arm was directly shattered, rolling and falling to the corner, buried by countless gravel and dust.

Rosa swung out a silver mist, sucked in the phantom of the two bullets that had been fired, and disappeared without a trace.

Noah stood up against the wall, his muscles bulging, and he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight Rafa. But he was stopped by his sister in the next second, Rosa turned her head sideways and said softly:

"Noah, don't be impulsive."

"But my sister ......"

A scream came and interrupted Noah's words.

The bone key in Rafa's hand was like a living thing, wriggling in his palm. Roderick struggled in agony on the ground, and after a few moments, he froze like a statue.

On the wall, a portrait of him emerged, a cold, high-necked man in black, whose painting was called "Silence of the Empire".

At the same time, among the six paintings behind Rafa's head, the painting of the woman's back that originally contained [Moon Faction Sequence 9 - The Medium] was replaced by Roderick.

"Well, it's a little worse, but that's the only way it can be......"

Rafa groaned and looked up at Rosa.

"I don't have much time, so I'll get you done first."