After Chen Lun listened to Sid's words, his heart sank.

Not only does the other party not care about the descendants of the family, but also doesn't care about other people's calculations, this earth angel "former guest" who disappeared thousands of years ago and lived in seclusion seems to have long been dominated by divinity, and there is little emotion left that belongs to human nature.

This is not a good thing for Chen Lun.

Angels are hard to find, and angels with the right position are even more rare, Chen Lun took a deep breath and decided to fight again.

He took out the "Monument of Destiny" that was almost piecing together the whole picture, and said:

"I have restored most of the stone tablets that have been carved by my own hands under the crown......"

It can be seen from the words recorded on the Monument of Fate that Hildmichel has an inexplicable worship of Huan Gong, and Chen Lun tried to get a little closer through this.

Sid's reaction was different.

His eyes froze, and his gaze was fixed on the stone slab in Chen Lun's hand.

After a while, he spoke:

"I really revere the great cause of the public industry...... But do you know when I first started believing in fate? ”

Sid kept a smile on his face, but his eyes grew more and more indifferent.

"It started from the moment He fell!"

As he spoke, the angel walked towards Chen Lun again, and the earthy yellow body fluttered with it. Sid stood in front of Chen Lun and said calmly:

"If you look at history, you can speculate about the future...... I can assert that no one will become a ring prince in the future, let alone someone who can surpass the ring gong, not other trekkers of the fate path, nor can Oscar, the giant snake of fate, as for you......"

He shook his head slightly, as if he was not optimistic.

The hope in Chen Lun's heart gradually disappeared, and he sighed secretly.

Sid, however, spoke again:

"But this monument of fate reminds me of one thing...... When Huan Gong hated the seven gods, he did not exterminate the rest of the ancient gods, even the 'emerald bird' with similar authority to him. ”

He grinned and held out a finger.

"But the Emerald doesn't seem to appreciate it, and I've been tired of this guy for a long time...... It just so happens that the person behind the plot this time is his favorite, how about you go and help me kill him? ”

Chen Lun's eyes flashed with surprise, and at the same time, he received a panel prompt-

[You triggered the A-rank hidden mission: Doom Joker!] 】

Description: Sidmitchell is disgusted with the Emerald Bird, and wants you to take action to get rid of the other party's dependents.

Objective: Kill Sigmund the Emerald Bird.

Rewards: 200W XP, 3W Blue Gabo, and Sidmitchell's Opinion.

Chen Lun thought thoughtfully.

He sorted out the information in Sid's words, sorted out the logical relationship behind it, and immediately understood what the position of those ancient gods was.

At the same time, rejoicing at Sid's request...... In fact, even if the other party doesn't say it, he will kill the person behind the scenes, after all, he is also a high-ranking person in the path of destiny and belongs to a competitor.

Now it's equivalent to pushing the boat down the river, and you can also easily complete Sid's quest and gain experience points and favor.

But Sigmund's identity belonged to the Emerald Bird's family, and Chen Lun was a little jealous, so he opened his mouth to inquire about Sidmitchell.

Through the other party's simple explanation, Chen Lun realized that the strength of the original ancient gods was far inferior to that of the true gods, although they were born in the ancient era, but if they really wanted to talk about it, they would stop at the angel from the god level......

Moreover, their power and authority do not belong to the path of the ten gods, but to a very special "outer way".

The outer path refers to a special path that has only one path, and there is no adjacent, and often there are no trekkers on this path except for the ancient gods at the end...... Because even the only divinity may only have one or two parts, and they are all occupied by the ancient gods.

The outer path is destined to be the path of despair for the transcendent.

The ancient gods may not be weak, but they will never be stronger than the true gods, and they are not even as strong as some slightly stronger gods, let alone the king of angels.

Knowing this, Chen Lun settled down a little in his heart and chose to take the task.

At the same time, he saluted him and said:

"Your Majesty, I will hunt for you and give you a clean slate."

"Go ahead."

The waist-length man said nonchalantly, turned and walked away, humming an out-of-tune old ballad again.

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At night, Tus Harbour is still busy.

The street lamps and the light of the tavern shop complement each other.

Sigmund stood on the docks for a moment, his brow furrowed slightly.

A cold wind carried the snowflakes in it, making him, who was already a high-ranking saint, feel an inexplicable chill, and a bad premonition emerged from the bottom of his heart......

"Spiritual intuition is not warned? Worst! ”

Sigmund was cautious, carrying a lantern and turning away.

He knew that this premonition was accurate, because he was blessed by the emerald bird, and could predict the coming of bad luck on his own...... The failure of spiritual intuition can only mean one thing, and that is that there is a higher being that locks and shields one's own perception!

Who's going to deal with me?

A puzzled thought flashed through Sigmund's mind.

He directly used the sequence ability, and a teleport disappeared in place.

But the next second.

Boom!!

An invisible barrier blocked the way, and Sigmund felt like he had slammed headlong into an impregnable wall, bounced back by a powerful reaction force, revealing his figure and taking several steps back.

He looked around, and his face changed suddenly.

The noise of the dock has disappeared at some point.

The night sky still shines, but it's covered with a blue veil.

"This is the ...... of the spirit world"

Sigmund felt a pang in his heart.

Being able to quietly drag Him into the Spirit Realm, the enemy in the shadows is definitely more difficult than you think!

"And ......"

More than a dozen giant ancient stone pillars rose from the ground and stood around, and countless thick iron chains connected the stone pillars, sealing off the area.

Sigmund cursed to himself.

He looked up, and a figure appeared in front of him.

Emaciated, tall, and wearing a mossy wooden mask on his face.

"Who are you?"

Sigmund asked in a deep voice.

The man didn't move, but a clockwork gurgling sound came from under the wooden mask:

"Knight of Famine, Dante."

Sigmund's brow furrowed even deeper, he had never heard of this name, and he did not know that there was a person called "Dante" in the mysterious realm, which showed that the other party was using a pseudonym.

He took a deep breath and asked tentatively:

"I don't know why Dante's crown is stopping me?"

"Because of fate."

Behind him, a joking voice was heard.

Sigmund's pupils shrank, and he quickly turned around, only to see a guy in a black tuxedo and a top hat, standing not far behind him at some point.

The brim of the man's hat hung low, and the shadow obscured his face.

I can't see each other's looks at all.

Only the sound of laughter came:

"Boccaccio, the plague knight, have the pleasure of knowing you, Mr. Sigmund ...... Unfortunately, you may not see the sun tomorrow. ”

"Two people!"

Sigmund was nervous and decided to strike first.

With a cold face, he lifted his robe and waved his hand.

Woooo

Dozens of card throwing knives cut through the space, heading towards the two unfamiliar enemies in front and behind. Even the basic ability of the [Magician] of the Destiny Department has exerted terrifying power in his hands.

At the same time, Sigmund teleported behind Dante, and a slender sword protruded from his cuff and stabbed him in the back of the heart.

Poof—

The sword of the staff passed through the heart without hindrance.

The cards were also inserted on Dante's body.

But there was no joy on Sigmund's face, and the other party was already very strange if he didn't hide or dodge, and now he couldn't even see the blood, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Click......

The sound of stiff wooden joints writhing.

Dante's head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and he stared at Sigmund in turn, and his eyes showed unspeakable grief in the eyes of the wooden mask, and he spoke:

"Why, rebel?"

Sigmund's pupils shrank.

He looked down and found a hole in his left chest, and blood was gushing out.

"The damage was transferred to myself......"

Resisting the pain and shock, Sigmund decisively abandoned the staff and sword, and used teleportation to distance himself from this guy...... It wasn't until he retreated a hundred meters and leaned against the edge of a huge stone pillar that he magically touched his chest and stopped the bleeding.

The masked man, named Dante, was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the cards that were tied to his body and the sword that pierced his chest turned to wood, and then decayed into powder.

Sigmund is under pressure.

He hadn't forgotten the other man in the hat, but when he looked away, he was nowhere to be seen.

Sigmund hid his left hand under his smock and used a bracelet pendant to perform a divination, but found nothing......

He was horrified in his heart.

The other party's mysterious weight and resistance are really much higher than their own!

Shout! Shout! Shout!!

There was an abrupt sound of breaking through the air.

Suddenly, Sigmund found hundreds of cards flying in front of his left, right and overhead, which were completely different from the ones he had thrown, and they shimmered with red and black brilliance, and their power was terrifying.

Sou!

He gritted his teeth and teleported again.

But the scary thing is that the poker turns around in the middle of the air and pursues it...... The field was cordoned off, and there was not enough space to move, and Sigmund's figure flickered nine times, but finally could not escape the encirclement.

At the last moment, Sigmund was forced to reveal his mythical creature form.

Rumble!!

A large dark green snake rose from the ground, with three pairs of wings on its back, and its long tail flicked, sweeping those playing cards one after another.

There was a boom and explosion, accompanied by a clanging crunch, and there was a tremor all around.

"You two damn guys!"

The serpent roared with murderous intent.

"You forced me!"

The retro lantern floated in front of him, and suddenly two green rays of light fell on Dante, and the other fell into the air, illuminating Boccaccio's figure.

Sigmund sneered, spat out a mouthful of prayer, and then said in a deep voice:

"Feel the doom coming......"

However.

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and Dante and Boccaccio did not react, their calm eyes fixed on Sigmund.

The eyes of the dark green snake trembled slightly.

"Why ......"

Kala!

I heard a crisp sound, and the lantern cover suddenly cracked, and the green light quietly dimmed.

"Emerald magic lamp, cracked ......?"

Sigmund's voice suddenly raised a few degrees.

There was intense horror in his tone.

The god-given thing under the emerald bird's crown not only failed to act on the opponent, but was actually damaged by the backlash!

In the midst of the emotional turmoil, he didn't know if it was a delusion, but he heard a strange and hoarse voice above his head:

"Don't waste time, kill him quickly, we have other things to do......"

Sigmund turned his snake eyes upwards and then shrank sharply.

At the top of the huge stone pillar, there stood a black-robed figure, who seemed to be standing there from beginning to end...... His appearance was hidden in the shadow of his hood, and his black robe swayed without wind, revealing a dense mass of white snakes underneath, as if they were his legs.

"Got it, Joco."

Dante and Boccaccio spoke in unison.

Sigmund felt like falling into an ice cave, and he only felt a chill all over his body.

Who are these three people......