"The collapse of the Heavenly Dark Mark these days will cause the stored spiritual contamination stored by the members of the Night's Edge to be diverted to the followers of the Night Lady, pray that the communication network can withstand such a large amount of spiritual pollution?"

Wang Yu asked Zig and Avia beside him.

"Such a large amount of spiritual pollution pouring into the prayer communication network will definitely have a huge impact, and thankfully, the number of followers of the Night Lady is now far more than before, and the number of diversions has also increased."

"Therefore, pray that the communication network will not collapse directly because of this, but the spiritual pollution stored in the Heavenly Darkness Mark is enough to directly destroy a person's soul, even if it is reduced several times, it is impossible to have no effect."

Avia stared at the Night Lady's projection of the Night Sky Tree as a manifestation of the few people present, and said with a solemn expression.

The strange colors that spread on the Night Sky Tree represent spiritual pollution, and at this moment, these spiritual pollution from the Heavenly Dark Mark is spreading rapidly, invading the souls of the Night Lady believers through the prayer communication network.

"It's really unlucky, it's the revival of the old gods, and it's the outbreak of spiritual pollution, this luck is really amazing."

Wang Yu stared at the pitch-black palm sticking out of the dark surface of the night sky tree, and muttered through gritted teeth.

"Huh? Is it okay to cut off the connection with other believers for the time being, and let all this spiritual pollution be poured into the resurrected being? ”

With an idea, Wang Yu suddenly came up with a plan, which sounded as chaotic as ever.

"It seems...... There is no problem, spiritual pollution is not like ordinary things, they will invade the souls of intelligent beings on their own, so if you cut off contact with other believers, these spiritual pollutants will go to the only remaining place through the prayer communication network. ”

Ziggy paused, and with a little hesitation affirmed Wang Yu's thoughts.

"That's it, it's better than doing nothing."

Wang Yu waved his hand and looked at the Night Lady.

The Night Lady nodded, and indirectly controlled the Night Sky Tree by controlling the "operating system" she had created based on the "Void Programming" that Wang Yu had taught her.

Under the orders of the Supreme Authority, the Night Sky Tree temporarily severed the connection between the Night Lady and all the believers, except for the part of the dark hand that reached out, which was no longer under the control of the Night Lady, and was not cut off.

As a result, the spiritual pollution that flowed into the prayer communication network gradually disappeared into the area where the hand of darkness poked out, unable to divert it from the believers of the Lady of the Night.

"This mental pollution is gone."

The Night Lady said to Wang Yu and the others.

"No, no, it's not gone, it's that their presence is obscured, not visible, not audible, not touchable, not perceptible...... To be forgotten by this world, to be manifested is to disappear. ”

Ziggy corrected the Night Lady's statement.

"After associating the Heavenly Darkness Mark with the Resurrection of Darkness, I figured out how this thing works, Wang Yu, do you remember the Prison of the Fallen One, then the power below should be this thing, and so is the Heavenly Darkness Mark."

Ziggy explained the emergence and application of this resurgence power in the kingdom of Alestale.

"The prison where the Void creatures are kept? It is possible to store the imprint of mental pollution...... I see, it is no wonder that the lowest level of the Fallen is forgotten and ceases to exist, and the Celestial Shadow Mark can also neutralize and store spiritual pollution. ”

The information about those things in his memory was remembered by Wang Yu, and under Ziggy's suggestion, Wang Yu also realized the nature of the resurrection power, just like the Night Lady said, nothingness, forgetfulness, and further absolutization than her power.

"What Schrödinger's cat, what quantum superposition states......"

Wang Yu knocked on his head, things were a little messy, he had to think about what to do next, why the power of this revived god would be used by the human kingdom, and whether this power could be disposed of

"But if this power really makes the existence of things uncertain, then wouldn't it be over by giving it an observation?"

Based on his half-baked knowledge of science, Wang Yu thought of something he could do, and that was to see what was in the area of the Night Sky Tree that was obscured by the revived dark power.

"Lady Daknis, can you open a small void rift, and I'll try to throw the power of my chariot into the dark area of the Night Sky Tree to see what the hell is going on there."

Wang Yu told the Night Lady about his plan, and at the same time gave the girl a look, and Avia understood it, and cast the spell of perfect fractal, forming a magic lens above Wang Yu's eye socket.

"Okay."

The Night Lady immediately agreed, mobilized her strength, and tore open a small void crack, so that Wang Yu could throw his power into the void and touch the Night Sky Tree.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, and the power of the chariot spread out, entering the void through the void crack, and probing into the area covered by the dark power of the void, and the power of the chariot was carried by the spell that Avia cast on Wang Yu, which was perfectly fractal.

……

"Who are you!?"

Aemon was startled by the sudden appearance behind him, and then jumped around, his eyes locked on the sudden appearance of the humanoid, his breath short, his muscles tense, ready to quickly evacuate or fight with all his might.

"Do you believe in the god of the night......?"

The sudden appearance of the presence did not look anything special, it looked like a middle-aged human male in his forties, with sickly pale skin and a robe with many holes.

His hands, uncovered by clothing, were thin and thin, with almost no muscles, and his eyes were strangely unreflective, expressionless, just looking at Aemon and asking him his question again.

“……”

Emmon didn't make a rash move, just raised his sword and watched the opponent in silence, fighting his spirit, and slowly retreated while making sure the other party was in his field of vision.

"I recite your name......"

Calling out to the gods he believed in again in his heart, but still receiving no response, Eamon sighed silently.

"To answer my question, you shouldn't believe in this irrevocable deity."

The middle-aged man looked at Emon, who was slowly retreating, still without any expression on his face, but his tone gradually increased.

"Tell me who you are, why you brought us into this fog, how I can get out of here with my companions, and then I will answer your questions."

Eamon remained calm, did not rush into a confrontation, and did not choose to answer the other party's question immediately.

"I am the bell ringer of the Aluminous Esoteric Order, and I have brought you into this mist to cut off your connection with the God of the Night and prevent Him from resurrecting on His remains, and as for how to get out of here, I will tell you after you answer my questions."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man who called himself the bell ringer actually calmly told Emon his identity and purpose, which made the orc stunned.

"The god I believe in is the Night Lady, and I don't know what connection he has to do with the god of the night you are talking about."

Eamon answered the other man's question in a calm voice.

"Then those who came here with you should also be followers of the god you call the "Night Lady", and sure enough, the power of the night perceived from you is not an illusion. ”

The bell ringer bowed his head and muttered to himself.

"Now it's up to you to tell me how to get out of here."

Aemon said as he stared at the bell-ringer, who was very satisfied with the answer.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you out of here, He can't have any believers, your faith will make him reborn on the corpses of the old, so I can only make you no longer exist."

The bell ringer shook his head slightly, his expression unchanged, and there was a hint of apology in his words.

"I'll let you spit out the answer."

Aemon seemed to have expected that the bell ringer would not tell him how to leave after getting an answer, and after the other party finished speaking, he did not hesitate to use his fighting spirit, and rushed towards the other party.

Since this guy wants to trap him here forever, there is no need to tie his hands and feet, and if he kills the other party, he may be able to get the answer he wants.

The orc's physique and the blessing of the fighting spirit made Emon's speed amazingly fast, and the green figure flashed in the air, and the extraordinarily heavy long sword in his hand was already less than half a meter away from the neck of the bell ringer.

Slightly retracted, the orc intends to threaten the other party's life to tell the other party the answer, otherwise the long sword in his hand will make the bell-ringer's head rise from his neck to the sky.

"Knock ......"

The melodious bell rang out suddenly, just before the orc's outstretched hand without a sword was about to touch the opponent's shoulder and place the sword on the opponent's neck.

“！”

The orc's hand passed through the bell ringer's shoulder, and the body that rushed forward at great speed slid out of the ground for several meters due to inertia before stopping, turning around, and looking at the bell ringer with surprised eyes, he was just about to touch the other party.

"You just stay in this town, you haven't committed any sins, you're just a little unlucky, you shouldn't believe in this god."

The bell-ringer, whose voice was low and his figure gradually blurred, spoke, like walking towards the gate of the town.

Aemon was shocked in his heart, the bell ringer was difficult to deal with, it was some kind of void ability, which was bad news for him as a knight.

Without a pause, Emmon, who had turned around, continued to rush towards the other party, no matter what, he couldn't let the other party leave so easily.

"There's no need to waste your energy, just settle down, your companion will be with you soon, all the Night Lady believers will be brought here by me, you won't be lonely."

Emon rushed to the other party's side again, and the long sword in his hand "touched" the other party again, and the orc at this moment realized something inexplicably.

Just now, his hand passed through the bell-ringer, not because the other party was blurred, but because the bell-ringer's power made him like this town, his existence be stripped and blurred......

The sword passed through the bell-ringer's body without incident, and the bell rang again, sending an invisible force over the orc's body and soul.

Aemon felt that he was suddenly unable to control his body, and his soul had turned into nothingness relative to his physical body, and the two who had been closely connected were disconnected at this moment.

"How so!?"

He tried his best to drive his body, but the soul that was affected by the power of the bell-ringer was no longer able to have any effect on the outside world, and he could only watch as the bell-ringer's form faded and slowly dissipated as he walked towards the exit of the town.

He didn't give up trying, but the fact that the bell-ringer's shortly disappearing figure still weakened the flame of hope in Aamon's heart.

"Step!"

The sound of footsteps on the ground was the sound of the orc Aemon's body running.

Aemon's eyes widened in the state of soul, he obviously didn't perceive his body, but why, his body began to act on its own.

The bell-ringer, who was about to dissipate, also stopped, and turned to look at the orc body that was rushing towards him with some surprise.

"Strange fellow, let your body be wiped out along with your soul."

Whispering, as the orc's hand gripped the bell-ringer's neck, the bell rang again, and an invisible force was exerted on the orc's body, ready to turn his body and soul into a state where he could not interfere with the outside world.

But, failing that, the orc's hand managed to grab the bell-ringer's neck and lift him up to the other in disbelief.

The orc's body was covered with a layer of power from the outside world, and the ability of the bell-ringer was ineffective against this power, and with this power came the perfect fractal lens that appeared above the socket of the orc's right eye.

The soul could not control the body, and the powerful body of the orc temporarily became an ownerless thing, and Wang Yu was able to take over the opponent's body by the power of the chariot that arrived here through the Night Sky Tree.

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Some people died, but not completely......