Squeak! Squeak!

The cloudy face of McAllister, the true Lord of Slaughter, vanished, and the condensed lightning suddenly spread out, as if exploding, hundreds of lightning bolts pierced the dim sea and landed on the rough sea again.

Boom Boom –

The shrill roar of thunder, and the sound of waves shaken by lightning, stretched for hundreds of miles.

With countless electric sparks, the deep-sea species hidden under the surface of the sea jumped up, and those deep-sea aberrants were stimulated to roar wildly.

In the next second, the huge tornado spun rapidly again, engulfing everything around it, bringing up the endless sea water and the deep-sea species that jumped out of the sea, turning into the terrifying apocalyptic scene before.

After a while, heavy rain poured down.

"Claire."

Wayne looked up, letting the salty rain wash his cheeks and drip into the sea along his boneless jaw.

The figure of Claire still echoes in her mind, the figure that was shrouded in clouds and dragged into the deep dark door, and the last of her charming smiles......

The first encounter in the Laos neighborhood, that enchanting figure, with strange abilities, and full of killing.

The pursuit in the Dumitru neighborhood caused such a sensation, and it also brought him shock and threat.

At that time, he didn't believe that he would have a deeper intersection with Claire "A Thousand Faces".

But fate seems to be so magical, the more unlikely it is for two people to meet, they will come together due to the influence of equal contracts, epoch relics, and some mysterious things......

And next...... When he was at his lowest point, she was by his side......

Yes, she was more mysterious than charming and dismissive of life—as mysterious as an organization like the Eternal Life Society, which had some kind of purpose.

To say that she is a wicked person is right, she did cause many massacres.

But her goal is to "immortalize the world......

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since he came to this world.

But this time seems to pass slowly......

Claire ......

Wayne murmured, his voice echoing through the storm-enveloped sea of clouds, eerily overpowering all the sounds.

There seemed to be endless sadness in that voice, causing the deep-sea species to jump up again and again, making the aberrant species even more crazy, and also making the gravediggers who were still kneeling on the surface of the sea despair.

As these memories surfaced over and over again, the figure when he was taken away by the True Killing Lord became clearer and clearer.

And Wayne's appearance changed -

The tentacle that came out of his throat slowly reached out longer, circling around his jaw and around his jaw until it covered his entire face.

Then, four scarlet eyes quietly opened on the tentacles, one calm as water, one cold and dead, and one crazy full of killing intent.

The last pupil was full of Clea's figure, as if the portrait imprinted into it was permanently imprinted into the depths of his pupil.

At the same time, his body was also wriggling, and the bulging muscles twisted and broke through the flesh, forming tentacles full of barbs, dancing slowly around his body, and enveloping his whole person along with the tentacles on his head.

Claire ......

At the end of the tentacles full of fangs, sharp teeth collided and rubbed, and the words were stiffly pieced together.

"Tina......

The white-haired girl stood beside him, a dark evil shrouded in her body, and the aura of bad luck and ominous spread but strangely bypassed Wayne's surroundings.

At this time, the clown doll took the initiative to break away from her palm, and the fluffy palm covered her mouth, stopping her from speaking.

"Hee-hee...... At times like these, being quiet is the best concern for him......"

Tina didn't struggle, her empty eyes gradually brightened, reflecting the figure of Wayne who looked like a terrifying deformed at this time, and a trace of sourness slowly flowed through her heart.

Is this a grief?

Like the emotions that welled up in my heart after being deceived by my "father" Alex Koulibaly?

Or, does he want to go home too?

"Ugly, help him."

Tina stepped over to Wayne's side, just as she had done in the city-state of Custer, her little white hand holding his hand tightly, quietly waiting for him to calm down.

When the clown doll heard her words, the corners of her mouth opened, and the short doll's body cracked together, and a tall, thin figure came out of it.

Joker, no, it was Mr. Arnold Lilith Leonard, dressed neatly, with a white-gloved palm that covered his red nose and obscured lips that reached the base of his ears.

Arnold bowed, "As you wish, little white hair." ”

As the words fell, he took the doll coat and instantly appeared beside the gravedigger not far away, giggling and laughing.

"Scum, how do you want to die?"

"You ......"

Agostiño noticed his presence, and his eyes covered with cloth only 'saw' a dark shadow as deep as the night, and the aura made him somewhat familiar, but he couldn't believe it.

Night?

Pure Origin of the Night?

"The Origin of Night? In this world, how can there still be the origin of night? ”

The mouths of Gravedigger Agostiño's chest opened wide, revealing withered and hollow entrails, and blood-colored ashes flowed through the entrails that supported his shell.

He staggered back a few steps, the tombstone in his hand swayed and collided with his steps, and shouted in panic: "Haven't they all been sealed into the 'real'?!" ”

"Sealed in the 'real' world?"

Arnold tilted his head, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his scarlet eyes were full of cold killing intent.

"It's just a stripped fault, how can it be called 'real'? How can the 'dark night' that exists in such a world be considered a real 'dark night'? ”

"Only now do I understand why the world is the way it is, and it is not just their masterpieces...... There are also the four 'righteous gods', Tina, McAllister, they ......"

"If it weren't for that stupid woman's choice...... The so-called 'True Killing Master' in your mouth has long been devoured by Tina! ”

Bang!

Arno kicked Agostiño on top of him, and the darkness that emerged from his shiny leather shoes was like a sharp blade, unhindered through the ashes and blood entrails, appearing in his back.

A complex expression appeared on his face in the tattered clown mask, with resentment, disdain, hatred, and more of an endless killing intent, hideously across the mask's red nose.

"Wow-"

Agostiño opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of ash, a little blush slid down the corners of his mouth to his chest and abdomen, and was swallowed by the fangs.

"Blasphemy, this is a slander against the great 'Lord of True Killing'!"

"Blasphemy? Slander? Ask your master, how did he kneel like a dog in Strand, in front of Tina, in the middle of the Third Age, and beg for her forgiveness!? ”

"He's just a scum who is trying to steal authority from the throne while the gods are sleeping, and you—even more so!"

Bang, bang......

Arnold seemed to use the gravedigger's strangely conglomerated body as a balloon, kicking after kick, leaving holes in his body that penetrated his body.

"No, don't-"

Agostiño's arm raised to fend off the black foot, but neither his arm nor the tombstone connecting it was shattered by the source of the night that encompassed the endless darkness.

After the tombstone was shattered, a black shadow emerged from it, and he looked at the surrounding sea in a daze, and then it was pierced by the next kick, leaving only a slightly happy aftersound.

"This, this is the 'real world'?"

"It's so good, the world is still there, there is no ......"

"I hope that one day, this world will be a better place."

"It's a pity that I can't see that day coming, so let those demons disappear completely along with the 'Illusory Truth Fault'!"

Arnold's expression didn't change in any way, and his scarlet eyes were always on the gravedigger, he had already guessed what was happening in this world after the Third Age.

Despite the discrepancies in the details, the Fourth Age must have been an era of chaos, darkness, and despair.

The scum who hid in the Third Age must have sprang up in that era in vain to open up a kingdom and ascend to the throne......

As time passed, the source of darkness condensed, shadows surrounded, and an endless aura of darkness poured in from all directions, emerging from the depths of nothingness, as if to hail His return, turning this boiling sea into an endless place of darkness.

Even the brilliance of the red moon above the clouds seemed to be covered with a layer of dim mist, which was observed by countless transcendents who observed the fluctuations of the red moon.

"No—"

……

……

In the heart of the Eastern Continent, above the majestic and glorious church of the sacred mountains, St. Jobin XV looked at the bright sky, penetrated the world clothes that extended into the Dawn Realm, and saw the dim mist illuminated by the red moon in the night sky.

"Dark night? How could it be ......"

The source of the night that has disappeared for so long has reappeared in this world?

Yes, even the appearance of blasphemous authority is nothing, and the appearance of the source of the night is nothing...... Well?

St. Jobin XV fell to his knees as if he had been guided by something, and listened intently, waiting for the murmur of the great divine to fall in his ears.

"The death knell has arrived, the night has revived, and the world has returned to chaos...... Go to sea and find the teenager ......"

"Great Dawn, please make it clear what the name of that young man is?" The corners of his plump lips under the mask of St. Jobin opened slightly, and he asked reverently and respectfully.

"Wayne Love, find him ......"

Wayne?

The name?

St. Chobin meditated in his heart several times, and he already remembered that this was the aberration, the wizard who had slain the heresy of tens of thousands of believers in their Church of the Dawn.

"I remember!"

But what about after finding him?

The divine voice whispered, leaving only the last three words, "Kill him......"

He thought back to the Judgment Maiden who had left the Sanctuary not long ago, she, she shouldn't have resisted this oracle, right?

St. Jobin XV's gaze looked out of the sky again, wondering if there was a connection between the boy and the revival of the night tonight that would make the Great Dawn pay attention......

What an unfortunate little one......

On the southern continent, in an endless mountain range surrounded by forests, hundreds of city-states are scattered.

But the bells of the cathedral in each city-state rang at the same time, and the illusory green emerged from the tall trees, and then gathered in the cathedral, bringing with them warm sounds.

"The night has been revived, all the believers of the earth, do not leave the mainland......"

On the western continent, in the city-state shrouded by the red moon, a bewitching figure emerged, the corners of her charming mouth curled, looking at the handsome men and women kneeling all over the city-state, and lowered her lazy and evil voice.

"The night is revived, remember the ......"

And in the Northern Continent, in the blue castle carved out of ice, two skeleton wizards watched the dim and hazy red moon glow while recording the monitoring data.

"Strange," Annep clattered, "Boras, what's going on?" Red Moon Pollution Reduced? ”

"By how much?"

"One-fifth, although it is slowly improving, there is something wrong with this."

In the depths of Boras's hollow eyes, the red glow flickered slightly, "There should be something we don't know about happened, it's just ......"

He paused, "Ask the Intelligence Division to contact the Occult School to see what the legendary wizards of their fate system have discovered." ”

"Okay, I'll inform Armitage." Annep answered, but did not move, but continued to ask, "What do you say about the Shadow School's affairs?" ”

"Wait, they've come this time, obviously with some kind of temptation, perhaps sensing the chief's absence, and wanting something...... Maybe it's within the school, or it's somewhere in the Northern Continent ......"

"Then, do you still want to let the shadow over there move?"

"Let's move, after so many years, it's time to activate them. Remember to tell Armitage that even if the identities of those people are revealed, you must find out the purpose of the Shadow School's visit this time! ”

"Understood."

After Annep left, Borras glanced at the observation instrument, and after a few seconds of silence, he reached out and pressed a switch hidden beneath the instrument.

airplanes

There was a muffled sound, and a little crimson flowed from the white bone machine, dyeing the whole instrument red like blood.

Under the illumination of the red moon outside the castle, the red halo and the red gradually merged together, and a faint black ...... appeared strangely

"Sure enough......"

Boras sighed, waved his cane, carefully gathered the black aura, turned off the switch, and turned to walk out.

"Dark Origins......"

……

……

[You are under the gaze of the alien incarnation of Orpheus, the Lord of the Dawn, and Orpheus's attention to you has increased, and you are currently ranked 45th.] Comment: Hmm, is there still a mouse hiding and peeping? Is...... Special Reward: Origin +10. 】

The ominous black Gonzalez language came to mind, shattering Wayne's memories over and over again, and he glanced at the contents of the message, and the tentacles that covered his face loosened a few times, revealing those red eyes, scanning everything around him.

The white-haired girl quietly holding his hand, Mr. Arnold constantly kicking the gravedigger, the raging storm tornado and rolling waves, and the bow portrait of the Leonard......

Seeing this, Wayne took the initiative to turn off the effect of "Forbidden Item 2-77 Karel's Murmur" and put it into the spatial ring.

[You have been using "Forbidden Item 2-77 Karel's Murmur" for ten minutes, and your fate trajectory has changed slightly, and your current encounter progress is 97/100. Rating: Did you hear that? Karel is already calling, good wine, good wine...... Special Rewards: 200 Survival Points, +10 Origin, +10 Spirit Level, +10 Resilience Level. 】

As the taboo disappeared, the aberrations that had occurred on Wayne gradually recovered, the tentacles retracted into his mouth, the flesh grew into a new plump jaw, the limbs on his body that resembled dead trees and vines formed tendons again and were covered with slightly white skin, and his pupils were bright again.

It's just that in the depths of those eyes, there is a little sadness, sorrow, and murderous intent hidden......

"Sorry to worry you." Wayne patted Tina's head and took her little hand with his backhand, a smile on his face.

"Tina, it's late." The white-haired girl looked up at him, stood on tiptoe, and placed her palms on his face, as if to comfort him.

"It's not your fault, on the contrary, you came in time."

If you hadn't shown up in time, I might have died by that lightning bolt by now.

With that in mind, Wayne took her hand and walked towards the center of the storm not far away.

The hideous head of the water elemental elf appeared in the churning sea beneath his feet, cooperating with each other and leading him to the clown's side.

“…… It's time to go to your great 'True Slayer'! ”

"Woo ......"

The gravedigger was desperate, and holes the size of bowls appeared in his head and body, and the ashes flowing inside were dissipating little by little, causing his strength to fall to the bottom.

"Wait, Mr. Leonard."

The clown pauses as he pokes the gravedigger's feet, looks sideways at Wayne, and laughs, "You, is this recovered?" ”

"I'm sorry." Wayne chuckled bitterly.

He knew that he hadn't come out of the scene where Claire had left, and that the power of the True Lord of Slaughter was not something he could resist now.

If he wanted to kill the "false god" in the panel's mouth, he had to force himself to face reality.

Rescue Claire and kill McAllister...... and does not conflict......

"I have a few questions for him, can I wait?"

In addition to the problem, he also needs this gravedigger to keep this apocalyptic storm alive, after all, there are countless deep-sea species in it, as well as deep-sea distortions, which are a rare "delicacy" to improve their strength.

"Of course."

Arnold glanced at the little white hair, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and stepped aside, waiting to see the next good show.

"Thank you."

Wayne thanked him, came to the gravedigger, looked at his broken body, and asked calmly, "I'm curious, what is the difference between the real and the illusory world?" ”

The gravedigger looked up with difficulty, and the broken strips of cloth scattered, revealing an intact pupil, cloudy like an old man, looking at Wayne in front of him.

"Ho ho ...... You, don't you know? He ......" he pointed to the clown next to him, "he, he knows, you ask ......"

"Oh?"

Wayne turned his head to look at the smiling Mr. Leonard, and after seeing him nod, he also returned a not-so-good-looking smile and continued to ask, "Then how can you enter your so-called 'real' world?" ”

"Ho-ho, you, you want to, want to get in there?" The gravedigger's eyes widened, and his body trembled as if he were laughing sarcastically.

"Can you tell me how?"

"Okay, good...... Only killing, forever falling real!! Hehehe...... Go kill, kill—"

The gravedigger struggled to his feet, stretched out his arms without tombstones, and laughed, "When the killing intent envelops the 'illusory' world, when the great true killing lord comes, that 'reality' will come, devour, devour here!" ”

"So, there's no way you can get there?"

"When, of course ......"

Wayne's smile remained unchanged, not much frustration, and he looked at the black carriage in front of him, "Next question, are you here to reclaim those pyramids?" The so-called place of murderous intent? ”

"Huh?" The gravedigger's laughter stopped abruptly, and the cloudy eyes stared at Wayne deadly, "You, how do you know?" ”

"Guess, but it looks like I guessed right."

Wayne's smile widened, "I don't know, can you tell me what those pyramids are for?" Just to improve the strength of the deep sea beast? ”

"No, it can't be...... You can't know that much...... Even if you sabotage Dakman, the experiment on Dacman Island shouldn't know, know this?! ”

The gravedigger's chest and abdomen continued to rise and fall, as if he had received a huge shock, which was even more shocking than being abandoned by his devout "True Killing Master"!

"Then let's just change the question, how many of those pyramids exist in this sea? And how much does it take to achieve the results you want? ”

The gravedigger glared at him, as if he hadn't heard his question, his body trembling, and he kept repeating the word "impossible".

After a long time, he gradually calmed down, more ash spread out from the holes in his face, and his broken body seemed to melt, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a strange smile.

"I'm not going to tell you!"

"I know, but ......"

Wayne's red eyes flashed with a hint of disgust, and he continued, "But I guess, as long as I get more pyramids before you do...... It should have a big impact on your plans, right? ”

"You?!"

The gravedigger did not expect him to have such a dark and terrifying thought, to think of withholding the blessings of the great true master?

This, this, this......

"Looks like I guessed right again this time."

Wayne smiled at him, bowed slightly, and said politely, "Thank you for telling me this, I will wait for your Twilight Sect to find you after getting more pyramids, and then ......"

"I will tell them that it was you, a good gravedigger, who told me about the plan of the great 'True Killer'."

"I would also tell them that not only do you want to sabotage that plan, but you also hate the 'real' world so much, and you want the True Juggernaut to be slaughtered like a dog, and ...... for that"

"I probably can't make you die so easily!"

"You, you, you ......"

The gravedigger was frightened by these words, he couldn't believe that anyone had thought of using such a vicious method against him, the key was that this person still wanted to keep him alive......

"I, I, I curse you! I curse you to be devoured by the 'truth' and slain by the Cult of Twilight......"

Curse?

Wayne raised his hand and snapped his fingers, his pupils were already full of endless killing intent, "Ghost." ”

The ghost who received his command, feeling the pain and anger in his heart, his face became serious, and a rune appeared on his forehead, chanting:

"Boa, Tiogi, Syeki!"

As the spell took effect, a rune circle appeared beneath the gravedigger, and the gray mist gradually rose and slowly enveloped his body.

"This, you, you're going to transform me into an undead?! Ahh ”

"A living person? I know, I know it's going to keep you alive with more memories of your life, but ......," Wayne chuckled, "that would be more fun, wouldn't it?" ”

"Ahh

The roar of pain continued, and the gray mist hung over his body, drilling in and out of the holes, gradually transforming his body.

[You successfully used the Undead Transformation (Grim Reaper) spell to transform an undead creature - Ghoul, due to the influence of the Grim Reaper's origin, it obtained the status of "Deadpool" and obtained a random talent ability - Shadow Incarnation. Comment: It's nice that you're getting more and more on your own. Special Rewards: Survival Point +50, Tenacity Level +5, Spirit Level +5. 】

"I forgot to tell you, in the future, I will give every person from the Twilight Sect who I meet, and let them become an undead like you......"

Wayne looked at the ghoul regretfully and said, "It's a pity you can't hear ......"

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