Volume 1: The Golden Pocket Watch Chapter 186: Mockery
On the bell tower of the town of Golden Roses, Besik, in his hooded robe, hid in the deep darkness, had been quietly gazing at the cheap houses, gazing at the Osiris floating above it.
He couldn't see the specific battle process of the clergy of the Sage person, and he had no way of knowing the progress of the night watchman's purge operation, so he could only forcibly endure it, judging whether the situation was good or bad from the continuous shattering of the surrounding scene and the continuous explosion of spiritual power.
At this moment, he saw that the gas street lamps in the area had been extinguished, and a huge force suddenly enveloped it.
The whole cheap rental house has become dark! At this moment, the airship above seemed to have lost all support and fell rapidly.
Immediately afterward, a sensation that impressed him to the extreme burst out from the black envelope, and Besik couldn't help but shudder and his teeth chatter even after a long distance.
It was a feeling that he couldn't resist, a feeling that he couldn't look at, a feeling that he was essentially looking down on all beings.
No, don't look directly at God!!
…… In a trance, Besik seemed to have returned to the beginning, to the hospital in Faslanka, to the scene when he peeked at Eve, and even the Eve pollution stored on his body became quiet at this moment.
It's exactly the same feeling as it was back then!
No, the feeling is more extreme and terrifying now than Eve!
How so? It's just a temporary stronghold, why do you smell like the evil god is coming?
Before Besik could shake off the trembling of his body and the confusion of his thoughts, he suddenly felt a sleepy, tranquil, and gloomy crimson that engulfed the black that could not be looked at, spied on, or fought against.
Lord of Sleep and Crimson, God is coming!
The crimson and black blended, and then they were extinguished at the same time, and the surrounding bronze gas street lamps flickered one after another, jumping out of their original light, and the airship that couldn't stop falling just now refloated.
At this moment, all the changes disappeared and returned to the original state, as if it was just a nightmare, and nothing happened.
But Besik didn't think so, and he stood up straight, already aware of what was going on in the cheap rental house.
Just now, the projection of the god he believed in had been born, or rather the items carrying the Crimson Lord had been released.
And just after the crimson passed, the area no longer had the feeling of surpassing the priesthood, and there was no longer the smell of the arrival of an evil god.
This shows that the plan of "the evil god just came" has failed, and it is the power of the Crimson Lord that has prevented all this.
The other party actually has the ability to make the evil god descend, the night watchman's side should have suffered a serious blow, and there may not be any strength left, should I go and help?
Besik almost took that step, and the moment he stepped out, he was startled and decisively retracted.
The cold wind blew deep into the bone marrow, and Besik shivered, feeling as if an electric current had instantly penetrated his mind from the soles of his feet.
"I'm really stupid, even if the evil god doesn't come, I'm in front of those high-ranking enemies, and it's no different from looking for death."
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In the shattered building, several of the Night's Watch fell unconscious on the floor, and Osiris knelt on one knee at the crossing, a crimson mist thinly enveloping her, and a line of blood-like liquid slowly sliding down from the corners of her eyes on either side of her.
His long blond-brown hair fluttered in the wind, the collar of his shirt embroidered with a crimson half-moon had become tattered, and the gloves covered with white lace had turned completely black, revealing her slender, white fingers.
Gasping for breath, Osiris supported the ground with his left palm, and he raised his head with difficulty, looking ahead, a slender silver sword that was completely unsheathed, literally stuck in the ground, and the crimson mist around him was gathering towards the blade little by little, as if it was slowly repairing.
Directly ahead, on the stairs leading to the second floor, Schindler Motto, with his black hooded robe completely torn apart and open, stood at this moment.
Schindler Moto stood upright, and suddenly laughed out loud, even though there was a bloody hole the size of a bowl between his chest and abdomen, which was covered with countless dense and innumerable genital worms, he still laughed wildly:
"Haha, haha, do you see!"
"Do you see, really, this is the power of the gods, I am a god, I am a god!"
"You're not a god, you're just a puppet with an evil god taking over your body."
"Shut up, you're jealous, jealous, hahaha"
Osiris was visibly stunned when he heard this, he couldn't believe that this guy was crazy to such an extent, and at the same time, he was terrified of the evil god who occupied Schindler's body.
After receiving a full blow from Seal 1-897, he didn't even die.
She wanted to stand up at this time, pull out the last whisper of the seal 1-897 and strike again, but she couldn't stand up at all, and just now she had already drained all her strength and spiritual power.
Schindler Moto saw his sluggishness, coughed and laughed:
"You would have been laid to rest here in this town, thank you so much for this strange seal, it protected you and fended off the fatal blow when I unleashed the power of the gods."
"Although you survived, you still deserve to die, the enchantment you released just now actually had the effect of burning me, causing me to endure until now, if I guessed correctly, this strange seal is related to the crimson lord you believe in."
Ahem, ahem! Schindler Motto covered his bleeding wound with his hand and seemed to have regained some mobility.
He took a step forward with difficulty, and for some reason, his graffiti-painted face suddenly became much stranger, and the feeling was not a change, but a replacement.
Schindler Motto pressed his palm against the handrail of the staircase, and with every two steps he raised the corners of his mouth and laughed mockingly:
"I know you are unwilling, but unfortunately you have no chance of revenge, as a small human who has witnessed my godhood, I can tell you that I will go to Faslanka next, where I have prepared a very wonderful feast." Call...... At this point, Schindler exhaled and moved his body, as if he had finally escaped the effects of the piercing opening.
He walked over to the place where the slender silver sword was inserted, and said regretfully:
"It's a pity, I can't take this seal away, otherwise I will soon be found by your higher-ups, although I can't take it away, but it can be used to give you the final blow, you should feel honored to be able to die under this sword."
Schindler pressed his right hand to his chest and bowed to Osiris:
"Goodbye, stupid night watchmen."
"Praise my hymn with your lives."
He grasped the silver-white sword stuck in the ground, and took a few steps forward, trying to stab Osiris.
But at this time, the crimson light bloomed, and I saw the skin on his arm, along with the muscles, meridians, and bones, and disappear.