Klein was scurrying through the fog of history, transparent worms and slippery tentacles pouring out of the patches of light, scientifically known as "historical pores".

He recited the name of the goddess of the night in the hope of getting some help, and the sense of crisis became more and more imminent, and the "shadow" of worms and tentacles was like a huge wave trying to cover him.

If only I knew Amun's honorable name! ’

Lure Amon over and make a pot of porridge!

Wait, don't I know Amun's honorific name!? The Red Angel told me not long ago! If I can survive this time, I will see a doctor to see if my memory is declining!

Klein hurriedly spoke:

"A hand that plays with time."

"Wander the shadow of fate."

"The embodiment of deception and mischief!"

Klein had just finished reading it when he heard a chuckle in his ear, and his body trembled, and his whole body stiffened in place, unable to move.

Zarathu seized the right time, and the worm wave was about to choose people to eat.

The next moment, Enyuni, who had been lost in the melee, appeared next to Crane, and he reversed his position with Crane to protect him behind him!

Winner. Nyuni looked at the worms and tentacles that swept in like a tide, and hooked the corners of his mouth on both sides, and he didn't know where to take out a monocle and put it on his right eye socket.

"Interesting." He pinched the monocle carved into crystal.

An ancient mottled stone clock is highlighted, and the dial is divided into asymmetrical twelve sections by gray and black, each with a different symbol representing a different time.

While!

Zarathu's movements stiffened and froze.

Pillars of blazing light, mountain-sized rock spears, balanced and disordered spaces, and breath that shocks the soul

All kinds of stolen angel-level supernatural abilities are released.

Zaratul was caught off guard, because when he saw the monocle, his first reaction was horror, and then it was not the main body.

When Zarathu struggled to get rid of the attacks of various angelic levels, there was only empty historical fog and light spots in front of him.

The angry tentacles whipped through the surrounding fog, shattering the pores, and unwilling roars echoed in the fog of history.

"Ladies and gentlemen in the live broadcast room, double click 666."

"Mysterious World Nightmare Hybrid Copy, Sequence 1's Zarathu, Siea! I'm going to show you what a single brush is! ”

"Wait, is that Zhongli? He's still playing match-fixing below? As a historical projection, you are not holding on a little too long. ”

Ye Fan: "As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I found that the dog management was pretending to be B, from Adam to the present. ”

Han Li: "Well, Su Daoyou is full of demeanor, Han Li is full of grace, and the center is like drunk. ”

Su Lin: "What do you mean?" ”

Xiao Yan: "@路明非, the literary club has come out to work." ”

Lu Mingfei: "."

Lu Mingfei: "If you pretend like this, I'm also drunk." ”

Lu Mingfei: "I didn't say it!" That's what Brother Lige means. ”

Su Lin: "When did Brother Li become a cultural person?" ”

Han Li: "Li also likes to read the books of sages in the mortal world occasionally. ”

This is to say that Han Li's predecessors were uneducated before hahaha.

Song Shuhang couldn't help laughing while walking on his horse, and Senior Bai on the side raised his hand and flicked his head to give him a painful forehead.

The crew of the Straw Hats were almost all slumped to the ground, and since the very good-looking man named "White" came to the ship, all sorts of outrageous things have happened one after another.

It is appropriate to say that in just one month, it has experienced ten theatrical versions.

They had only escaped from a huge bomb that could destroy the country two hours earlier, and they were almost exhausted.

There is also a lot of gain, the point is that it is too dangerous.

"Cultivate well, don't slacken." Senior Bai was holding a nautical journal in his hand, and during this time, he was mainly helping Song Shuhang make up for the gap between the past ten years without cultivation, so that he could lay a good foundation.

Song Shuhang has a great relationship with him, and since this is the case, it is not indispensable to teach him.

The most important point, how to put it

Song Shuhang's appearance of looking for him for spells after becoming a heavenly dao is really too much. Too. Venerable Bai recalled the new vocabulary he had learned during this time and found a suitable adjective.

Salty!

It's so salty!

"You can't be a reliable senior, Shuhang." Doudou picked up a leg meat that only existed in comics in his paws and took a bite and commented: "Cast the screen, hurry up and cast the screen." ”

Song Shuhang sighed and projected the chat message out again, if only there was a way to pull other people in. You don't have to go so far-fetched to cast the screen.

What is the selection mechanism of this chat group?

Ye Fan: "Be reasonable, if conditions permit in the future, I will find a way to get Adam over." ”

Xiao Yan: "You should be a person"

Su Lin: "+1"

Song Shuhang: "Senior Ye Fan, what about the majesty of your Heavenly Emperor."

Ye Fan: "Majestic? I'm in the Four Extremes Realm, and you talk to me about majesty? ”

Ye Fan: "One day, the name of the Heaven Covering Chamber of Commerce will illuminate the heavens and all worlds!" I don't know if I can come up with immortal medicine and human medicine, and make a small goal first."

It's numb, isn't the world that covers the sky enough for you?

Ye Fan: "Ahem, is the dog management still live broadcast?" This picture is too delicious, right? ”

Strange bumps emerge from the picture, either skeletal heads or three-dimensional eyes, which are glancing, heads opening their mouths and sticking out their tongues, dripping viscous fluid oozing out.

Han Li: "What an uncomfortable and disgusting form, is this the mythical creature of that world, I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, I didn't say anything about you." ”

Xiao Yan: "It's okay, he can't see it anyway, I feel disgusting." ”

Zijin Shenlong: "Uncle Long, I just had breakfast this morning, and I vomited!! I shouldn't have clicked in! ”

Zhang Chulan: "I feel that I have a physiological discomfort. Those two hands are disgusting. ”

Among the many mythical creatures of angels, in addition to the inherent spiritual impact, Siea is also one of the ugliest in appearance.

After all, this creature is also a vessel directly controlled by the Desire Wood Tree.

With the unclear desire wood tree of the fallen mother god, it is difficult for Su Lin to imagine that these two things have any good aesthetics.

The live broadcast function of the chat group is very good, but it is too good, blocking the mental pollution but making people immersive.

Xiao Yan: "@苏霖, even the Heavenly Veil Giant Beast can't beat the Heavenly Veil Giant Beast at level 60, so I'm embarrassed to call it the God of Light." ”

Xiao Yan: "I can't hold this picture anymore, buddy, I'll go offline first." ”

Canaan College

Xiao Yan turned off the mental pollution screen in the live broadcast room and looked at Xiao Xun'er on the side.

It's so beautiful, the whole world is purified.

"Brother Xiao Yan?"

"Don't talk, let me take a good look at you."

Xiao Yan was a little tired and gently stroked Xiao Xun'er's face.

If there is a panel attribute in the game, then Xiao Yan's mental state at the moment is displayed as:

【+1，+1，+1，+1】

Su Lin: "Poor Mr. Fool was just captured, and I'm waiting for Amon to get out of here." ”

Su Lin: "Zarathu hasn't shown his face yet, so I decided to put a bait." ”

As he spoke, Su Lin pulled out the previous Klein from the historical aperture, put the spirit worm into the historical projection, and disguised himself as Klein to summon a new historical projection to escape.

Zhongli's historical projection has not dissipated until now, and Zaratul must have thought that Klein had escaped from Amon's men.

Lu Mingfei: "Did the great Mr. Fool become a toy at this time?" It's pitiful, Munch, I'm stumbling. ”

Su Lin: "The taunt is full, have you taken the hunter's potion?" ”

Emiya Shirou: "@路明非, you. . . Forget it"

Emiya Shirou: "I feel that the nearest Lu Mingfei is so strange. ”

Su Lin: "+1"

Irena: "+1"

Song Shuhang: "+10086"

Song Shuhang: "By the way, Zhongli's predecessors are so handsome!" ”

Lu Mingfei: "Yes?" ”

Su Lin: "Holding a grudge, isn't it almost hehe, I don't say it, I don't say it." ”

Irena: "What's going on?! Almost what? Say it! Don't sell it! ”

Ye Fan: "The riddler rolls roughly." ”

Luffy: "It's normal, it's like Nami always has a bad mood for a few days a month, and after a few days, it's normal." ”

Lu Mingfei, who was setting up a tent on the ruins of Bansi Harbor and preparing to camp, suddenly shook her hand, and she looked at the message replied by the Straw Hat Boy in the group chat in horror.

What is the structure of this guy's brain circuit?!

Zarathu was about to evacuate, but everything was in vain, and the source fort actually fell into the hands of Amun.

Although Amon's doppelganger is not the main body, he also has a high personality, and he would rather take the initiative to call Amon's honorable name, which is terrible

I didn't hesitate to cooperate with the outer gods in the starry sky, but it fell short.

Hehe, I have to make plans in advance to hide, otherwise Amon will gather the high-level characteristics of the adjacent paths after becoming a god.

There is also a way to collect the other two Mystic Acolyte traits and accommodate the uniqueness before Amon becomes a god, but this is almost impossible, and I have not found any trace of these traits until now.

Somewhat disheartened, Zarathu came out of the fog of history to discover that the angelic projection of the suspected cultivator, but male, was going back and forth with S'ea.

He began to follow the converging effect of the extraordinary properties, and he was guided to look in one direction, where a figure was running wildly in the fog of history, and had already escaped some distance.

"Hahaha"

Zaratul was overjoyed and had some admiration for Klein.

'Amun was deceived by him?' ’

What followed was an inexplicable sense of embarrassment, and the demigod formula of the source fort's upgrade to sequence 4 still asked me, and it was only a long time since he became an ancient scholar

He can even play between himself and Amon.

He is too mediocre compared to the ancestors of the House of Antigonus, Amun, and the Origin Castle, who are known as the half-"fools", and although he is in the first sequence on this path, it is difficult for him to have a bright future.

He remembered the end of his father, the old Zarathu

'I'm not reconciled.'

What about mediocrity? Hundreds of years of planning are here today!

'There's still a chance, he shouldn't have any hole cards'

Zarathu chased from behind, and a tentacle pulled out Russell from history during the Emperor of Knowledge, and let him wait in the corresponding realm of reality as a symbol of knowledge, while the ontology turned into a worm vortex and chased after Klein again.

Kilometers, hundreds of meters, tens of meters, Klein, who was in a panic, once again jumped into a hole in history.

Zarathu was secretly happy, facing himself in sequence one, the other party could only make the final struggle as sequence three.

It makes sense.

You are about to become the master of the Source Castle, and you will be one step ahead of them on this path!

Countless worms poured towards the spot of light, pouring into this untold history.

"Surprise code to provoke Fak~"

The moment Zarathu entered this spot of light, a man with white and golden eyes threw a sphere from his hand that was constantly collapsing and compressing.

Before the future could react, the pure white and flawless light covered this piece of history, and endless light and heat burst out from that porve.

In the infinite fog of history, a sun briefly appeared, and its rays even shone into distant ancient eras.

Outside the fog of history, a transparent worm with only patterns emerged from the void, and these worms quickly coalesced together to form a charatu with black hair and cobalt blue eyes.

In times of crisis, he used the spirit worm that remained outside, tampered with the reality that the main body was attacked, grafted the target of the blow onto the spirit worm, and made a wish:

"I'm hoping to go back to where I was a minute ago."

Zaratul snapped his fingers quickly in the realm of reality, and he was going to graft this space with the berserk sea, reducing the distance to zero.

Nothing happened? The space has been imprisoned at a high level!

Zarathu was sure that it was a trap against Him!

Before he had time to think about the deeper reason, the time and space around him were distorted, and he was about to enter the realm of mystery, so that the area he was in was completely isolated from the outside world, and even information could not be interacted with.

Fortune tellers never fight unprepared battles, and even if in doubt, they must flee the place first, and then slowly review when they are safe.

It was at this moment that Rossell's eyes, which had been just a projection of history, became smart, and through the connection with the summoner, he looked at Zarathu, and countless knowledge and information poured into Zarathu's body.

A flood of redundant information and useless knowledge poured down on Zarathu's brain, and he felt like his head was about to explode, and his thoughts could not be turned for a short time.

Zarathu was in disarray.

[Xiao Cha! I'm sorry, they give too much! 】

[Let you TM prostitute for nothing! ] Let you TM prostitute for nothing! Let you TM prostitute for nothing! Let you TM prostitute for nothing!.】

[The soothsayer should fight! ] Fortune tellers should fight! The soothsayer should fight!.】

Like Klein, Zarathu couldn't digest so much information, and could only instinctively divide it into his own spirit worm.

It was also in this short event that the angel who had fought back and forth with God made a strange mark in his hand.

"Gold and jade are gold."

A cube of rocks appeared around Zarathu's body, floating around him, and his soul was constantly being impacted.

But that didn't stop him from gradually returning to normal, and to the point of the secret attendant, the spirit and the flesh became one!

"Sleep."

There was a soft murmur in his ears, and Zaratu's chaotic consciousness floated in the sea of light, white lines outlining geometric three-dimensional patterns in the void.

Unable to think, unable to use miracles, unable to act, after the light was in full bloom, a palm-sized pure white cross fell to the ground, and some gold and minerals wrapped the cross to form a gorgeous ornament.

"It took 3 minutes and 47 seconds to clear the level." Su Lin picked up the cross, looked at the god over there, and revealed a lightsaber in his hand:

"It's really enough to eat."

Facing Su Lin's undisguised personality and aura that was gradually revealed, the two pairs of giant hands trembled.

One time.

Two clicks

The giant hands, full of deformed and alien bodies, immediately trembled more and more, and the dark and filthy liquid slipped from the giant tongue on the back of the hand, and the eyes flowed out.

Xiao Yan: "Anchor, you are so ugly that the other side is scared, why is he still shaking, damn me, the live broadcast room is also shaking." ”

Han Li: "It's not right, it's impossible for the Divine Evil, as a Sequence One's Outer Divine Dependent, to be so afraid of you, he can still find a way to escape!" ”

Han Li: "Brother Su, be careful! ”

In fact, there was no need for Han Li to remind him, Su Lin already sensed that something was wrong

The earth is gradually shattering, and the space is also shattering, and all kinds of cracks appear.

Poof

Su Lin's ontology was squeezed out of the fog of history.

Ye Fan: "Feeling. It's not quite right."

Ye Fan: "What's the situation with the anchor?" ”

Su Lin looked around in a daze, where is my safe house?! Where are the holes in my history?! Su Lin frowned and retreated behind his Light God clone.

Irena: "What's that in the sky?!" ”

Zijin Shenlong: "What an ugly face!" Scare Uncle Long! ”

Emiya Shirou: "Are those really creatures? It's scary."

Like shattered glass, a piece of the space above fell down, and a dark and mysterious cosmic space was exposed in the crack.

Huge faces of terror that cannot be described in detail are pressed against an invisible barrier.

"Anchor. The anchor seems to have gotten out of it." Su Lin muttered to himself.

Fortunately, in just a moment, the starry sky and the giant face disappeared without a trace.

Except that this underground space was wrapped in a terrifying, filthy, chaotic force into a sealed cage, above which a crimson moon hung above

Everything was ok.

"I see." Zhongli walked over from the side with a serious expression: "The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, Su Lin, you are also targeted." ”

Su Lin was silent for a moment: "Why not us?" ”

Zhongli didn't speak, just turned his gaze forward.

Eyeballs popped up one after another on those giant hands, looking at Su Lin firmly.

Why don't you keep an eye on Zhongli?!

Su Lin looked at the two pairs of giant hands in front of him that were undergoing some kind of indescribable change, obviously entering some kind of second-stage transformation.

"!"

And hidden dungeons!

(End of chapter)