"It's ...... Clarenceau's mythical bioform?!" Sell

Chen Lun looked up at the dark blue behemoth, his face under the visor was full of horror.

The only thing he got was the name "The God of Runaway Frescoes", and the rest was unknown. The warning of [Spiritual Intuition] soared to the extreme, and a strong uneasiness enveloped Chen Lun's heart.

"It's impossible to beat ...... will be instantly killed...... Should I run...... Run......

Countless distracting thoughts popped up in Chen Lun's mind, and emotions such as fear, awe, and panic arose spontaneously, driving him to desperately flee this place.

But his body stiffened uncontrollably, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a bit. As if meeting a superior at the essential level of life, every cell instinctively fears and wants to break away from his control and collapse and surrender.

As the huge irregular head and the crystalline mask gradually approached, the poems sung by countless mouths in unison became louder and louder, penetrating into Chen Lun's mind like a magic sound...... His sanity was plummeting, headaches and chills accompanied by intense nausea, the scene in his vision became more and more distorted and grotesque, and he could even hear his own body squeaking at him.

Fortunately, the Maggie statue spontaneously replenished rationally, and Chen Lun felt better, and his thinking was gradually pulled back. Sell

"Calm down! Calm down!!"

He drank to himself in his heart.

His strong willpower allowed him to regain some control of his body, and slowly and mechanically tightened the grip of the silver sword.

"It's just a replica of Clarenceo! Even if he is a god-level angel, the existence in front of him is less than one thousandth of the strength of the main body, if he doesn't even have the courage to face him, how can he challenge fate and find the future?! It's a wonderland! I'm the master here!"

Chen Lun forced himself to realize that even if he could not defeat the other party, he could leave at any time with his authority.

Suddenly, he regained a sense of security from his boundless fear.

Hundreds of blue statues silently formed a circle, trapping him to death, and the mad god Clarenceo, in the form of a mythical creature in mid-air, was looking down on him with some kind of indescribable eyes. Sell

Chen Lun maintained a stiff posture with his head tilted, his gaze fixed on the huge crystalline mask, staring at each other with the two huge black holes. It was as if he had seen something dark and incomprehensible through his mask......

It seemed like boundless knowledge, and it seemed like profound and obscure magic, but if Chen Lun was left to elaborate on it himself, he might absurdly think that everything he saw was just the other party's inadvertent metabolism.

It's like breathing the air you breathe out of your own air.

Neither cares nor is it worth mentioning.

But for the ants, it may have become a terrifying storm.

Chen Lun suddenly shook his head.

He noticed that his eyes had lost their normal vision at some point, and all he could see in front of him was a constantly changing colorful dazzling light, like glass, which was intoxicating. Sell

But deep down his intellect told him that it was all an illusion.

[Five Senses] unfolded in an instant, and Chen Lun saw his current appearance clearly-

A pair of eyes, because of witnessing the true face under Clarenso's mask, had already turned into a blue crystalline polyhedron, shimmering with a strange light, like two sapphires, set in the eye sockets.

Chen Lun realized that he was polluted......

Even though the Maggie statue always transmits reason, this mythical pollution, which is difficult to guard, penetrates his mysterious resistance and descends on him.

"In less than two minutes, my body will crystallize completely...... It turned out that the source of pollution in the Crystal Mountains was Clarence after he got out of control, and most of those chalkite crystals were the product of the spread of his power......

Facing a desperate situation, Chen Lun had no tension and fear at this moment, only the emptiness and indifference in his heart remained. Sell

He suddenly remembered Mr. Biles, and remembered what he had said to himself before he died—

"Love is the most

Expensive anchor, it can't defeat death, but it can anchor the soul. Let the departed souls no longer wander, and let the living souls find their home......

Clarence has gone mad, that's a fact.

But Chen Lun looked at the dense blue statues in front of him, and the same delicate faces on their faces, and couldn't help but have another thought in his heart:

"If the god of frescoes doesn't love Lady Fredetree deep enough, how can he create so many statues that look exactly like him after getting out of control? Ms. Firedtri is Clarenceo's most important anchor......

Chen Lun's hands trembled, his fingers moved, and he took out a crumpled ball of paper from the Blood Poetry Ring with difficulty......

This was the love letter he had found in the cigarette case given to him by Madame Fredtree...... Clarence had written a love letter to Fredtri. Sell

At the beginning, he casually put it in the corner of the ring space, and it was not until this moment that Chen Lun suddenly realized that it might be the best prop to save himself at the moment.

"Thou shalt return thy cheeks, and take my heart as far as you can. Such as honey bottled, flying back to flow fireflies. When he dies without regrets, he will be buried with the same child. When you die, you will be ...... for you."

The exquisite handwriting on the paper is impressively preserved.

It's as if the years have changed, and it's the same as ever.

When the note flew out of Chen Lun's hand, the statues in front of him turned their heads without exception and stared at it. Until it floated out of the air and lay on the ground.

Even the countless mouths on the surface of Clarenso's huge skull stopped singing at this moment, and they all closed tightly, and the surroundings instantly became dead silent.

"It's her......"

An old, hoarse voice buzzed beneath the abyss.

"My beloved, Fredtri."

The mouth on the surface of the skull suddenly opened, and another middle-aged man's voice came out:

"I can't forget her."

Another mouth spoke up:

"Yes, I can't forget it...... What a wonderful woman she was, following me with Master Angela, learning and traveling for a long time, and fighting side by side for countless times."

It was a young man's voice. Sell

But Chen Lun could hear that these belonged to Clarenso, and perhaps corresponded to his state at different points in time.

Chen Lun felt that his body was gradually regaining control, and the intense pain and discomfort were also subsided, and Clarenso seemed to be briefly brought back to his senses by a love letter, and instead of continuing to target him, he fell into reminiscence.

"Na...... From the Augusta Mountains to the Byronic Arctic Icefield, from the astral realm to the spiritual realm, from beyond the curtain of history to the unforeseen chasm, her insights and thoughts, her wisdom and experience, her smile and smile all inspire my creative passion all the time, and I want to paint her on the wall of the Crystal God, on my side, behind the Lord, at the end of the magical path, at the beginning of all encounters, into eternity, never ending......

The old voice muttered slowly.

"Yes...... Mistress Angela has gone in search of Montgomery, the "Rope of the Veil", and I have been attacked by it in my dreams, and my pollution has spiraled out of control, and I have fallen forever...... Fredtri, Fredtri, the light of my life, the fire of my soul, my expectation, my obsession, my ...... the unattainable."

The voice grew low.

Click! Sell

The huge crystalline mask suddenly cracked a crack!

Knowledge, endless knowledge comes with pollution!

The transcendent knowledge of the magic path, from Sequence Nine to Sequence Four, was all completely obtained by Chen Lun, but he had no joy at the moment, only horror.

Because the tens of thousands of sanity points originally stored in the Maggie statue are disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is used to offset his pollution at this time. However, irreversible crystallization continued to spread from his eyes, crawling up his nose, cheeks, and neck, all the way to his limbs.

At the last moment, Chen Lun tried his best to pick up a small piece of slap mask fragment that fell from the ground, and returned silently in his heart.

Sou!

His figure vanished in place. Sell

Everything at the bottom of the abyss is like green smoke

, he returned to the world of frescoes, and sat on the decaying floor of the twenty-first floor of the minaret.

Boom!

Chen Lun was like an old man, his joints were stiff, and after he fell straight up, he stirred up a thick dust.

He was already a little unconscious at this time, but his strong desire to survive supported him and prevented him from falling unconscious...... Because Chen Lun knew that once he lost consciousness, then when the sanity value in Maggie's statue was exhausted, the crystalline pollution on his body would no longer be hindered, engulfing his entire body, including his soul.

Eventually, he will be transformed into a crystallized statue that will remain in the mural forever.

"I got the fragment of Clarenso's mask, which contained His power...... If you add it to that painting, you can rescue Carmen, and you'll be able to complete your promotion...... At that time, under the extraordinary transformation, I will have a chance to survive."

Chen Lun raised his head with difficulty, his neck creaking. Sell

At this time, half of his face had crystallized, flashing with blue brilliance, and a pair of originally deep black eyes were now two sapphires, hollow and godless.

Laugh at......

He slowly stretched out his hand and crawled on the ground.

The whole body was like a rusty machine, struggling to drag while making a creepy cracking sound.

I don't know how long it has been.

Chen Lun's tenacious will made him crawl back to the room on the top floor with a semi-crystallized body, and came to the painting.

The clutched fragment of the mask in his hand came out of his hand. Sell

Bang Chang ......

Colorful brilliance, like flowing paint, rises from the fragments of the mask, and is attracted by the painting, and goes straight into it.

Immediately after, the painting moved!

The thin old man curled up in the corner, like a character in a framed animation, slowly got up from the ground, pressed the sharp hat on his head, and jumped out.

Meanwhile.

On the dim and turbid sky, the figure in the yellow robe suddenly moved.

The tombstone under his robe, engraved with the name of "Bancroteff", shone slightly, and a pale silk thread containing the breath of endless despair and death broke through the painting and instantly crossed Chen Lun's neck. Sell

Zheng –

At the end of Chen Lun's consciousness, he only felt that the world was spinning.

And the pop-up tone on the panel:

[Complete Promotion Mission: Dial the Hand of Destiny!] 】

[Obtain the main class [Sequence 4 - Joker (Destiny Faction)]] 】