Black Truth Headquarters, Moldota Shadow Arm.

Dean Tinaeleus, with the scepter in his hand, stood quietly at the top of the Shadow Arm, looking at the blood-colored moon in the sky like a giant eye.

"Your Excellency."

A thick black smoke emerged, condensing a huge figure covered in tentacles.

"Is there any news from Darkfang and the Mist of Thoughtlessness?"

Dean Tienertius asked in a hoarse and terrifying voice, with his back to the shadow.

"Contact has been completely lost, and they have not sent any news back, and it is likely that they have died ······"

The huge figure said slowly.

"Is Evan disconnected?"

"Yes."

Hearing his subordinate's answer, Dean Tinatiles fell into a brief silence.

"Closely monitor all units of the Fallen Legion, and if there is a problem, immediately counteract."

Dean Tinatiles said lightly.

"Do your will."

The huge figure responded, and the figure suddenly exploded into an endless black mist and disappeared.

Tranquility regained at the top of the Shadow Arm.

Airplanes!!

Suddenly, the scepter in Dean's hand shook violently, breaking free of his palm and levitating in the sky.

The anomaly caused his pupils to shrink, and he reflexively fell to one knee on the ground.

"Great Lord, your humble servant welcomes your coming."

Dean Tienertius voiced a voice of humility.

"Get up."

From the floating scepter came a crisp woman's voice.

"You······ Already able to come to reality? ”

Dean Tina Tileus asked tentatively.

"What do you think?"

The crisp voice sounded again, but there was a strange horror in Dean's ears.

Boundless oppression of terror appeared in Dean's will, and as a dignified Dark Archon, he rolled on the ground, overwhelmed with extreme fear, causing him to let out a low cry of pain.

"I'm talking too much······ I beg your pardon!! ”

Dean let out a hard roar, and just as his soul was about to be torn apart by fear, all fear suddenly vanished into nothingness.

Dean rose from the ground and knelt respectfully, not daring to say anything more, shocked by the terrifying power of the other party.

This is the strongest of the highest, the existence that stands at the pinnacle of everything.

The King of White, the Mother of Fear!

Even if he can't come to the world, even if he is affected by the separation and sealing of the two worlds, the power revealed is so huge and terrifying, even if Dean himself is now the peak of the entire world, only one step away from the supreme existence, he still needs to tremble under that power.

Even if there is the influence of the lineage, it is enough to show that the power that the Mother of Fear can descend on is not as simple as imagined.

He really didn't understand who was holding back the Mother of Fear, who had such a powerful power, who still had such a profound impact on the world, and who had so many other supreme beings to help her?

In this world, can there really be a great being who has almost explored the lowest mysteries of the world?

Dean Tinatiles was skeptical.

But why, do the Supreme Beings, who seem to have taken all the lead and have become one with the essence of the world, fail again and again?

"Evan has rebelled, he will control the lineage node of the Fallen Legion into the hands of someone, and when the critical moment comes, the entire Fallen Legion will become his source of power, and at that time, that person will inflict unprecedented heavy blows on the Black Truth."

A crisp voice came from the scepter and said faintly.

"What ?!!"

Hearing this, Dean suddenly changed color, he thought that Evan would probably have a different heart, but what he didn't expect was that the other party would actually hand over the entire Fallen Legion to another person, what did that guy want to do?!

And according to the words of the Mother of Fear, that person will eventually use the Legion of the Fallen to inflict a heavy blow on the Black Truth, which is a prophecy from the Supreme Being, and there is a great possibility that it will be correct.

"I will organize forces now and completely wipe out the Legion of the Fallen in the shortest possible time!"

Dean said in a deep voice.

"No, quite the opposite."

Aina's crisp voice slowly came from the floating scepter.

"On the contrary?"

Dean was a little confused when he heard this.

"You don't need to do much, you just need to be my container!!"

Endless black smoke of madness poured out of the scepter, enveloping Dean.

These terrifying black smoke kept pouring into Dean's body from every crack in his body.

"No!!"

Dean let out a low roar of fear, and there was no more sound, only the body under the black robe fell to the ground, twitching and trembling.

Bang Dang!!

The scepter floating in the sky lost its strength and fell straight to the ground.

More and more black smoke poured into Dean's body, and his body twitched more and more violently.

Eventually, the black smoke all disappeared, and Dean's body stopped convulsing.

After a while, Dean's body slowly twitched and slowly climbed up from the ground.

His movements seemed strange and distorted, as if he had just adapted to the body, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

"Hey, I've been preparing my body for so long, and I'm finally able to use it."

Dean let out an extremely eerie laugh, which seemed extremely terrifying.

With strange steps, he picked up the fallen scepter.

He stood silently at the top of the Shadow Arm, and after a long time he uttered a strange whisper: "Eggers, and that unknown being, without your gaze, after so long in the play, I can finally relax, and next, it will be up to me to perform." ”

"You think you've got it all?"

"It's naïve."

"Unfortunately, you'll never get a chance to see it again."

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Half a month has passed in a flash.

There was a brief lull on all sides, but an even bigger storm was coming.

This time, this storm will affect the two worlds of the virtual and the real, and every life will not be able to escape.

The Paradise of the Black Dead, the Temple of Birth.

A white light flickered, and Meng Xuan's figure appeared in front of the gate of the Birth Temple.

The doors of the Sanctuary of Nativity opened, and the figure of Arcanasaro stepped out of the Sanctuary of Nativity.

"Looks like you're ready?"

Arcanasaro looked at Meng Xuan and said, at this moment, she felt that Meng Xuan had a different feeling, illusory and real, full of some kind of contradiction and unpredictable feeling.

It seems that the actions of the Conqueror genre have distorted his power to a terrifying height once again.

"Yes, next, I need to use the Black Death Paradise as a transit point, this good show can start at any time."

Meng Xuan said lightly.

"What is your goal this time?"

Arcanasaro asked.

Meng Xuan raised his head, and seemed to see the blood-colored moon suspended at the top of the void sky through the layers of space, and he spoke:

"The goal this time is to change the sun for the void."

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Shadow Arm.

Dean stood at the top of the Shadow Arm, kneeling with countless dark shadows beside him.

"My lord, everything is ready to attack the various Fallen Legions, and a line of defense has been built against the Serio Federation."

A tall black figure said.

"Fifteen Months Wheel······ Time should be enough. ”

"Dean" groaned in an eerie voice, and let out an indisciplinarily whisper.

"Then let's attack."

He slowly raised the scepter in his hand and said.

"What are our goals this time?"

A dark shadow asked.

"Dean" paused slightly, and then said:

"Quell the rebellion and welcome the coming of the Supreme Being."

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Bone Heights, Pale Temples.

In the center of this temple, which was completely made of the bones of forest creatures, there was a huge throne of white bones, and on top of the throne, sat a terrifying humanoid being wearing white bone armor that was nearly ten meters tall.

His hollow eyes danced with a deep, pale flame, as if a single glance could take life away from the Origin.

At this moment, next to the Bone Armor Hilton's Bone Throne, there was a black-robed figure.

"Look at this posture, Black Truth is about to attack, you really don't need me to do anything else except to hold on? However, even if I stick to the Bone Heights, the strength of the Twisted Legion of Black Truth is obviously superior to that of the Bone Legion under my command, and I am afraid that I will not be able to last much time. ”

Hilton looked at the black-robed figure beside him, and let out a soul sound that made the space tremble.

"The original plan needed some help from you, but the plan went even better than expected, and the three generals of the Fallen Legion were so easy to talk to."

Wan Rog said with a chuckle.

"Of course, even back then, most of us couldn't help ourselves, if it weren't for the one who suppressed everything from above, who would want to make ourselves like this, we have exhausted all our efforts to preserve some of our sanity, and what we are waiting for is the day when we will completely change and get rid of pollution? How can we turn down such a great opportunity? ”

"But you have to hurry up, I can feel that the ontological reason that I have stored for thousands of years is almost exhausted, and I am afraid that the rational conversation like this one cannot last too long, and the other two guys should be in a similar situation to me."

Hilton said lightly.

As one of the strongest in the Legion of the Fallen, they were also the most severely influenced by Evan at the beginning, often unable to control their own will and actions due to their warped powers, but as the first generation of conquerors, they never forgot to resist, and never really gave in.

They stripped away, sealed, and accumulated what little of their sanity was, and it might take decades to sustain a day of sane thought, but they never gave up, and imprinted this detachment into their instincts, just to keep this shred of reason for the crucial moment, and now, it was time for them to wait.

"I admire your perseverance, don't worry, the seed has entered your will, and when the war begins, everything will be purified······"

Wan Rog said with a smile.

Rumble!!!

At this moment, an extremely terrifying wave came from the edge of the bone heights.

Endless black clouds covered the sky, and frenzied, twisted waves began to spread.

"It seems that we don't have to wait any longer."

Hilton slowly stood up from the Bone Throne, and the bone armor on his body collided with a crisp sound.

The Warped Legion's attack on the Bone Heights sounded the clarion call for war, and within the Black Truth Realm, wars of encirclement and suppression against the Fallen Legion were set off everywhere.

"The war has begun."

Arcana Sara looked at the images of the various Fallen Legion garrisons projected in front of him, and said to Meng Xuan.

"yes, here we go."

Meng Xuan sighed and nodded, and the next moment, the Sacred Domain expanded behind him, revealing the huge army in the Sacred Domain that was ready to go.

Among these armies, there are not only Dorogu, Cangyao, Lolita and others from the real world, but also many unfamiliar faces.

"White Princess" Winnie, "Beast King" Hathared, "Demon King" Wenger·······

The faces of the eleven warriors of the Conqueror's school were equally solemn.

"Go, reason is your wings, put an end to the chaos of this world."

"Let the 'Holy Sun' rise in that dark sky!"

Accompanied by Meng Xuan's whispers, endless white light enveloped the bodies of these warriors, dressing them in pure white battle armor.

Disheveled!!

Countless overlapping wings bloomed behind them.

They poured out of the sanctuary and, according to a pre-planned plan, leaped to different corners of the Void with the help of the Black Death Paradise of Arcanasara.

I'll be on the offensive in an all-out way!

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"Are you going to start?"

The black old man stood on top of the peak with his hands in his hands, looked at the changing celestial phenomena in the distance, and let out a whisper.

"Although our choice is right, but time passes, people's hearts are not ancient, there are always people who hold the power in their hands and are unwilling to let go, not everyone can make the right choice."

The black old man said with a sigh.

"So, sometimes, some people, need some help."

A legion stepped out of the void behind him, led by twisted conquerors such as Hathared, the Beastmaster.

"This land, this country, after all, is the place where I once lived, and I don't want those innocent people to shed blood."

Hei Lao shook his head and said.

"Death is inevitable, but those who are alive will usher in a better tomorrow."

The Demon Sound King said lightly.

"Rest assured, when the Holy Sun blooms in the sky above the sheltered place of every temple, countless lives will help those in power make choices."

"From today onwards, the void world will also usher in a new era, so let's raise a new sun for this world."