Chapter 137: Be My Favorant

The high-dimensional seeker watched everything silently, finding the black symbol of destiny in the long silver-white river. The Superstar Juggernaut looked at the high-dimensional overhead beside him, and couldn't help but have some doubts:

"How did you convince the old god stick of the Circle of Fate to help you?"

A soft smile appeared on the face of the High Dimensional Downwatcher, and the Superstar Juggernaut suddenly turned his head, and after seeing the bastard's expression, he knew that the High Dimensional Downlooking would not tell him the answer.

The high-dimensional overlooking person looked back at the pedestrians who seemed to be alive, and lightly touched the black symbol on the river of fate with his right hand.

All of a sudden, time seemed to be moving rapidly, and everything turned to dust. The crumbling buildings were still dilapidated, and the men were smiling and falling down like straw.

The corpses that had disappeared, the corpses that were supposed to be where they were all seemed to be intended. They had a peaceful smile on their faces, as if they had seen something soothing to their souls before they died.

This is "fate".

Its outcome cannot be changed, it is the inevitable end of all destiny. With the help of this fateful power, the two gods of the High Dimensional Overhead and the Superstar Domination successfully broke away from the original Beckland, which was shrouded in divine power, and came to its edge.

"You go first, Superstar Juggernaut." A subtle smile appeared on the face of the high-dimensional overlooker: "My purpose has not been fully achieved. ”

"I'll go to the Southern Continent." The Superstar Juggernaut pressed the brim of his hat on his head, and glanced at Beckland, who was shrouded in black clouds, playfully:

"I somewhat understand the idea of the King of Decay, this is a lifeless and decayed place. There are too many gods here to possess so many extraordinary properties for nothing, but not to take advantage of them. Heh - it's a terrible hand. ”

The Superstar Juggernaut continues to speak sharply of the gods on Earth: "They don't even know how many old days have been on Earth now, and with such a stupid leader, it's no wonder that the prophecy of the Seven Lights of the Spirit World says that our coming will be the end. ”

"With the presence of such gods, the whole civilization is embraced by them in the cradle of decay, and there is no hope here."

"Really?" A smile appeared on the face of the high-dimensional overlooker: "Then I'm looking forward to what kind of feat you can do on this planet." ”

"Heh......" The Superstar Juggernaut chuckled and silently walked into the distance. Within a few seconds of his departure, the last vestiges of the Circle of Fate had vanished. Beckland was back to his rightful appearance, but the corpses were now lying in rows in the street, looking terrified.

It's like death swinging the scythe of the harvest and carrying all the fruits of His fruit into his pocket.

The high-dimensional overlooking person quietly observed, pressed his wizard hat, and let his avatar change back to Amon's form.

"Superstar Juggernaut?" A smile appeared on the face of the high-dimensional overlooker, "I remember that you left a back hand with the 'Disranged' at Hugh's before, do I need to get rid of it?" ”

"Ah...... Forget it, I'm not a tarot nanny. Leave this kind of thing to Xiao Ke to do. The high-dimensional lookdown shrugged his shoulders and stood on the seashore in the distance and continued to watch the fierce fight against Beckland.

He opened his mouth and slowly pronounced a name:

"Hidden Sage."

The silver-white light flickered slightly, and something that was invisible but had a strong sense of presence rose into the sky. With the help of the eyes of the gods, the Hidden Sage was attracted by the Circle of Fate, and was polluted by the high-dimensional overlooker, and directly broke through the astral barrier and rushed out of the world.

In the true sense, the earth has another way to go to the outer gods.

The high-dimensional overhead slowly shook his head and pushed the monocle on his face. He took off his shoes, froze the sea with the extraordinary properties of the witch he had let go before, and walked to the middle of the sea where the tsunami and storm were erupting in the violent wind.

As he walked, he took a vial of potion from his bosom and poured it into his mouth.

This is the potion of the "Priest of Calamity"!

After accomplishing all of his goals, the High-Dimensional Seeker is ready to promote his avatar to a demigod.

After drinking the potion, he glanced in the direction of the southern continent, as if he was looking at someone.

Ulorius closed his eyes suddenly, and his body suddenly became a little weaker, as if his sense of presence had become weaker.

Medici, who was standing next to him, looked at him with some concern, and said to him, "Are you alright, Snake?" ”

"The flow of Beckland's fortunes has changed." Ulorius said a few more words: "The old days of the realm of destiny have come. ”

"This ......," Medici was silent for two seconds, then patted Ulorius beside him, and said to him, "It doesn't matter, Serpent. The Lord and I will come to your aid, so don't be afraid that you will be swallowed up by Him! ”

"Nope."

Ulorius said to himself: "We will be devoured, and everything will be devoured......"

"Tsk - don't talk to yourself, the Lord is about to be born, hurry up and stop the attack of those bastards with me." Looking at Ulorius with this appearance, Medici couldn't help but pout and looked at the demons and prisoners around him:

"The god of spiritual things seems to be affected a lot. If I had borrowed ten more courage from Him before, He would not have dared to take the initiative against him. ”

“…… Good. Ulorius held out his right hand, and at the same time Medici felt some strange change in himself, and he knew that it was the good fortune that Ulorius had bestowed upon him.

"I can only help you." Ulorius closed his eyes a little tiredly: "I can feel it, so I need to be prepared." ”

"Tsk......" Medici pouted again, drew a long knife from his side, and took it in his hand.

Medici had already eaten the Extraordinary Trait to Sequence 4 during this time, but there were not enough troops here, and he couldn't fully exert the combat effectiveness of his own path.

He couldn't help but look back at the delivery room behind him, wondering if the Lord would raise a large-scale army for himself after this awakening, and if he didn't have an army, he wouldn't be able to exert his strength, otherwise he would simply turn another way to protect the Lord?

Well, he doesn't really care about gender anyway.

Medici, while guarding the place where the true creator is about to descend, kicks out Mr. A, who is obviously in a mental state of mind, and asks him to protect the arrival point of the real creator in another direction.

Medici looked at the shadows that were gradually pressing in the distance, and couldn't help but smile hideously.

"That's really exciting for me......"

"Even the Demon Lord is here, what news have you learned?"

"And Osekus, the bastard, didn't even care about the outer gods, and came directly to the Lord? This damned traitor, how dare He appear in front of me? ”

"Ha, war, war!"

Medici had a rather terrifying smile on his face. There was something bloody in his smile, like a blood-stained rose, like a flame that burns in war.

The fire overwhelmed the dead grass and seemed to set everything around it on fire.

And in Beckland, the divine vessel of the true creator has unstoppably gone mad under the constant attacks of the Lord of the Storm and the secrecy of the goddess of the night. The goddess of the night suppressed the trace of unbearability in her heart, and said to the Lord of the Storm beside her in an indifferent tone:

"Osetus is gone, when do you want to wait?"

"I know that the contradictions between you and the true Creator cannot be reconciled, but now that the great calamity is coming, there are at least three old days above our heads, 'the original hunger', the 'king of decay' and the 'unquenchable whisper' that want to penetrate through the hole in the barrier and destroy us."

"Leodro, have you betrayed too?"

In a few words, the goddess of the night beat Osekus as a traitor. After hearing the words of the Night Goddess, there was a moment of confusion in the eyes of the Lord of the Storm, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at the Night Goddess beside him:

"No, Amanis!"

"It is the 'Disranged One' who, through the destruction of the barrier by primordial hunger, has developed a stronger connection with the essentia He has left in the sky, and he is using this connection to distort our wills!"

"Even if he becomes a seal, he can still twist your will?" The Night Goddess couldn't help but feel a trace of consternation in her heart, she looked at the Lord of the Storm in front of her, and immediately turned her head to look at the tower standing in the distance:

"Herabergen, how are you now?"

"I noticed it." There was also a hint of horror in Herabergen's tone: "We must fill this void, or we will all be directly affected by the old days - Amanisis, the old days are much stronger than we think, and even in the case of extreme weakness, he can still modify the will in our minds with the slightest undetermination in our hearts." ”

"The Disordered can't be allowed to regain their strength anymore." Leodro said decisively: "Now it is Russell's daughter who holds the Wishing Lamp, and after this battle is over, I will send the strong people in the church to hunt her down with all my might, no matter what, we must seal the Wishing Lamp under our noses." ”

"Don't push her too hard, Leodro." The Goddess of the Night nodded slightly: "Although it seems that the Fallen Mother Goddess and us are not absolutely hostile now, no one can be sure what will happen to the Fallen Mother Goddess after she completely descends to Earth with the help of Russell - Bernadette is Russell's favorite daughter, I can't be sure, if you really kill her, Russell will directly return to this world and let the Fallen Mother Goddess completely come." ”

"Tsk-" Leodro angrily slashed a bolt of lightning in front of him again, and the lightning quickly weakened in the air until it perished. But this silver-white lightning also dispelled the aura of the outer gods that lingered here, making the void in the sky imperceptibly shrink.

"What are we going to do with Mother Earth!" Leodro was a little irritable for a while: "That bastard of the god of war will help his mother solve the fallen mother goddess, and now these two guys are on a united front!" ”

"Let's get this plugged in first." The goddess of the night silently changed the topic, the true identity of the Mother Earth Goddess is the biggest secret between him and the ancient sun god, obviously he can't tell the Lord of the Storm in front of him, he used his secret power to destroy the old aura that continues to escape from here, and said to the two gods around him:

"But for one thing, even if the Disorderly twists your will, Ossekus's behavior of turning around and running is highly suspicious."

"I know." Leodro had a clear excitement in his eyes: "Time is running out, we must compete as soon as possible to see who can become the real God." Herabergen, we will leave aside our grievances for the time being, and we will give priority to Osekus. ”

"We need to be unanimous." Hrabergan emphasized, fending off the attack of the Primordial Hunger through the astral plane.

……

Klein. Moretti was a little flustered by the absurd scene around him, and he fled outside, trying to "open the door" and send the people around him into the shelter as much as possible.

What happened just now, is it affected by the ability of the high-level serializer...... Klein couldn't help but think in the bottom of his heart. It was as if Beckland had turned back some time, and many people walked backwards back into the street and died in unison, as if it were a strange ritual.

He looked up ahead, and after a long trek, he finally came to Daylight Manor.

Crane stopped breathlessly, lamenting that he hadn't been noticed by Amon all the way, and thinking that he could finally get Benson and Melissa out of Beckland.

He stood in front of the door and knocked on it, and he saw the Bishop Rose, who knew him well, pushing it open.

The "Bishop of the Rose" had a monocle on his face, and a smile that was familiar to him at the corners of his mouth.

"Be my favorite, Crane. Moretti. ”

"You see, if you don't want to come to me, I'll have to come to you?"

Crane's smile suddenly froze on his face, and with it extreme fear.

This wave is a surprise attack on Lemburg, I didn't expect there to be two more today, right?

(End of chapter)