"Mr. Michelle, I beg you."

Loris, with her staff in her arms, prayed equally devoutly.

Including those carriers of the Seed of Light who have stopped flying and are about to be pierced through the heart by silk when they land.

The incarnation of the Pope remains hidden in the light, Angel Feather records the prophecies and the future written by him, and the Pope is likewise waiting for Michelle's decision.

To break the cocoon or not to break the cocoon, to save or to stop, the Pope decided that Michelle always had something to worry about. He can give the lives of this group of people as a gift to Michelle, and the core must be taken away.

The Pope's eyes lifted slightly, looking for the figure of another mysterious merchant, Hus.

Just as the cocoon was about to touch Astor's chest, in Loris's sad and reverent gaze. A swirling magic array quietly appeared, tearing through the light, and the black-robed Ryan lifted himself and Andrew's invisibility.

Ryan silently chanted a spell, and tapped his staff in the air, and then a teleportation array appeared at Andrew's feet, teleporting Andrew who had already been prepared to the cocoon in an instant.

Because of Michelle's appearance, most people immediately saw hope, and they chased Andrew with their eyes, silently praying and pleading.

Andrew raised the black giant sword with both hands, and slashed down at the cocoon in front of him with all his might, in the angelic song, a pair of hands appeared again in the light, intending to catch the blade gently, but Andrew had already taken precautions.

Chapter 533

The scene in the forest palace was repeated, and the golden magic array took shape in the light, and a pair of hands were stretched out to protect the giant cocoon that was stained red with blood, intending to block the giant sword that Andrew swung down.

But at the moment when the hands of light, the soft fingertips were about to touch the blade of the sword—

Not only was Andrew on guard, but the tip of the staff in Ryan's hand slid out of the gorgeous colored crystal nucleus, and a silver bell fell from the tip.

The Pope's self-prophesy of the future in the Codex stopped, and the silver bell rang silently in the eyes of Loris, Orn, Katrin, and all humans and aliens. Obviously there was no magic fluctuation, and the golden hands in the Holy Light Magic Array had not yet touched the sword body, and suddenly dissipated quietly as when they appeared, with the glimmer of light that was about to surround Andrew.

The best chance has been lost, and the light can't stop Andrew.

The Pope's avatar in the light looked at where Ryan was, and whispered softly, "The mysterious merchant from the void has a precious and rare ...... A demigod that can manipulate time. ”

Although the Pope did not appear, his voice was still heard by many people.

Space magic is already a rare magical attribute, and mages who can control time are even rarer than space mages. The rules of time and space are irregular, and the props that manipulate time require the participation of time mages to create, and can create demigods with the effect of returning time, and the minimum level of the maker must be above the pseudo-god, or a real god.

The Pope pondered the origin of the props and Michelle, the hearts of humans and aliens were equally hot, but at this moment, it was more important to get rid of the attraction of the seed of light, and a few humans and aliens were temporarily aroused by the demigod artifact, and their eyes were focused on Andrew's body.

At the moment when the golden palm disappeared, Andrew, who had finished charging, mobilized all his strength, holding the hilt of the sword and slashing down with all his might.

The air currents blew through the hem of Andrew's cloak, unable to lift his hood, and the light could not push Andrew away, and under his full burst, the sharp blade easily cut through the extremely resilient cocoon.

Black blood gushed out, the full cocoon suddenly dried up, and the filaments inserted into the heart dried up, stopping the absorption of blood.

The attraction of the Seed of Light continued, far less intense than before, and everyone regained control of their bodies as the cocoon was damaged, and the blade of the sword injured the Shining Butterfly in the cocoon.

In the air, humans and aliens controlled by the seeds of light fall to the ground, and those who are close to the cocoon pull out the threads inserted into the heart, endure the pain and aging caused by the loss of life force, take out the props to stop the blood flowing from the injured heart and chest, and then flee at full speed towards the opposite place of the cocoon.

The light seemed to stop the blockade at this moment, and the guards and maids were finally able to get close to Astor, and they helped the prince and the magic saint who had landed to pick them up, and didn't bother to help Aster organize his image, and used the magic of the wind to protect the two of them, and turned around and flew extremely fast in the direction of Loris.

All carriers of the Seed of Light have the same movements, and they hate to flee the Forest of Nature immediately, except for the Nature Spirits.

Yaster's mood at the moment is very complicated. Apparently he didn't trust the mysterious merchant in his heart, but he was rescued by Michelle and his guards who helped Charles.

Astor looked at Andrew slightly, his lips opened and closed slightly, and finally said thank you softly.

The scattered crowd made it easier to move, and Andrew kept moving, tearing open the cracks in the cocoon that had been cut open by the greatsword, recognizing the complex scents in search of the Shining Butterfly.

Inky juice gushed out of the severed cocoon, accompanied by a piercing and eerie scream, and the originally bright and bright forest of nature suddenly appeared a dark cloud, and darkness fell.

With the dark sky, the overheated temperature brought by the bright light suddenly turned cold, and even the Great Demon Lord suddenly shivered inexplicably.

The Pope of Light frowned slightly, and there was a slight doubt in his eyes, so he stopped controlling the Light Seed, and temporarily gave Astor and them the opportunity to control themselves. The Pope didn't feel the gift of God from Andrew, nor did he on the greatsword, and it was all up to Andrew's own strength to cut through the cocoon.

The Pope knows the defensive power of the cocoon, and wants to split the cocoon with a sword and prevent it from healing, which ordinary humans simply can't do.

The force of the sword slashed down sent a faint ache to the Pope's abdomen, and he thought of the black dragon that nearly tore itself apart.

Adult dragons who can do dragon magic can indeed turn into human form, but black dragons who can't learn magic can become humans...... How is this possible?

The Pope's face in the light was gloomy, and the dark sky was very similar to his mood at the moment, his eyes were taken away from Ryan, and he calmly looked at Andrew, looking for similarities between him and the black dragon.

The light stealthily descended underground, helping Dikitalon's soul merge with the core more quickly, while the Pope wrote the next text in the Codex.

Dirty blood and dark green fishy juice flowed out, and the shriveled cocoon suddenly swelled. Andrew saw the Shining Butterfly flying out of the cocoon, and before he could smash the already black Shining Butterfly, a thread shot out of the inside of the cocoon, easily piercing the Shining Butterfly's body and pulling it back into the cocoon again.

Then multiple hurricanes suddenly blew in the black sky, blowing Andrew away. The wind was swift and fierce, centering on the cocoons that had been broken and repaired, and forcefully pulled back the fleeing bearers of the seeds of light.

The roar of the manic beasts in the storm made the bearers of the Seed of Light run faster, and even a few of the Elders of the Nature Elves began to move away from the storm.

The Great Demon Lord raised his right arm and slammed into the ground, and the black hellfire spread underground, rising into a giant wall of fire to prevent others from escaping.

Everyone is working together at this moment, using magic or items to fight back against the Hellfire's block.

The silver bell vanished from the tip of the staff, and Ryan swung it at the staff, unleashing magic on Andrew's body, helping him move freely in the wind.

Andrew pointed the blade of his sword at the cocoon again, but before he could stabilize his body and land, the faint sound of broken bones was heard in the storm. A moment later, in the place where Andrew had previously cut through the cocoon, a foul-smelling dark black juice splattered, and a thick black spine protruded from the crack.

The howling wind waned, the hellfire was extinguished by everyone's concerted efforts, and the movement of the cocoon attracted everyone's attention.

Katrin held the blood drops of divine grace in her hand, looking at the spine sticking out of the cocoon and breathing heavily, she didn't know what Dactado had become at this moment, that spine was no longer the body of the nature elves.

It was as if the spine of a human being formed in the shape of a scorpion's tail, and after protruding for about ten meters, it split into two in the middle, one of which was hideous in blood, and the other was growing at the node of each bone, with golden butterfly-shaped petals.

Out of the cocoon behind the spine is a slender arm like a spider's leg, covered with a layer of black bristles, with half of the shoulders and chest, then the neck and head, and then burrowing out of the abdomen and waist until the whole body slowly crawls out of the cocoon.

Apache with his staff in hand looked frightened, and the two female natural elf elders retreated in succession, and most of the aliens let out exclamations and covered their mouths with their hands...... In addition to Ryan and Andrew, including the demon's eyes were full of surprise.

After the alienation, Dachedo's appearance at the moment made everyone silent at the same time, and they didn't even know if he was still Dachedo.

The creature that emerged from the cocoon was dirty, with a membrane on its body, and the blood bones and petaled spine were butterfly-like antennae that could be easily curled and grew on top of Dachedo's expanded head, and the roots were obscured by a thick layer of blackened dark green fur that could no longer be called hair.

It is still similar to Dachedo's face, but the appearance and temperament of the natural spirit are completely missing, and his body is slender at the moment, far exceeding the height of the demon's body.

At this time, Dachedo closed his eyes tightly, the skin on the right side of his face was covered with deformed magic patterns like magic vines, the upper left half of his face was eroded by butterfly wings and petals, and the lower part of his face was a rotten hollow, pulled together by sticky silks, and only half of his mouth was broken and rotten, obscured by a dark red shining butterfly.

Dachado's neck has no flesh and skin, and only a slender neck bone remains. There is also a diagonal half of his body below the neck that has no flesh and skin, only a miserable white rib covered with stingers, and you can see the golden 'blood vessels' inside that look like roots, blocking the heart protected by a layer of 'mud', as if the alienation is not complete, and it is strangled and growing.

Dachedo has wet fluff on his shoulders on both sides, his arms are far more than four meters long, like scythe-like slender spider legs, and his palms are intertwined green vines. Its belly beneath its chest was obscured by golden petals, eight large golden-red balls of flesh hung from its navel, and perhaps more, with butterfly-like petals, and the skin on its waist was also covered in demonic patterns.

Beneath Dachedo's waist, the original legs turned into a giant black spider's belly with a diameter of more than two meters and a length of about five meters.

Like the upper half of the body, Dachedo's abdomen is incomplete, there is no flesh and skin in many places, and you can also see the 'bones' covered with stingers, and the 'eggs' in the bones are all wrapped in flesh and blood. Where there is flesh, it is covered with thick black hairs from waist to tail, and among the hairs there are one after another bud-like bumps, and on both sides are curled up a total of ten spine spider legs that are much shorter than the antennae.

The tentacles and spider leg joints on the top of Dachedo's head are also implicated in cursed bindings like chains.

There was a clear wound in the middle of Dachado's abdomen, which seemed to be wounded by the blade, and was bleeding and saping, polluting the color of the fur even darker.

Waporio clenched the crystal ball in his hand, and Apache asked him with a trembling voice, "This monster is now...... Is he Dachedo or the Shining Butterfly?

Did they fuse into a new monster? ”

This question is also a question that many people have wondered. Neither humans nor aliens, including nature elves and demons, had ever seen such a strange magical beast.

What made the Great Demon Lord slightly panic at the moment was that the things in the belly of the Dachedo spider looked like a kind of demonic heart.

The Archdemon Lord looked away from Dachedo with difficulty, he couldn't find any trace of the Pope, and he seemed to have forgotten something.

Hearing Apache's inquiry, Waporio looked down at the crystal ball in his hand, hoping to know the answer to his question through the prophecy, but he didn't get any clues.

"I've never seen a monster like this." Waporio shook his head slightly, and replied in a hoarse voice, "But he must not be the Dacheta we know." ”

If it was them who shot before, and accepted the blessing of the light under the counterattack of everyone, would they also become such a disgusting appearance at this moment?

From the elves close to nature, to the ugly and evil monsters, all the natural elves trembled.

"His breath is still growing, and when he opens his eyes, disaster ......"

Ertaro turned the dagger in his hand, stopped fleeing when the words fell, turned into a cyan light and shuttled through the wind that was about to dissipate, and approached straight towards the 'Dachedo', which was extremely large for him now.

Seeing Ertaro raise the dagger in his hand, everyone guessed what he was going to do.

Apache swung his staff, summoning a thorny plant shaped like dry wood. Phinethia and Batina looked at each other and chanted a spell at the same time, and the plants around 'Dachedo' quietly grew, ready to help El Taro attack Dachado together.

The same was true of several elven elders such as Vappoliu.

With the Light Seed suppressed, the Nature Elf Elder was extremely 'awake' at the moment. Even though they were all 'enemies' vying for the throne, they were once companions, and they were unwilling to be transformed into the ugly and evil posture they are now under the influence of the Seed of Light.

Katrin clutched drops of divine blood in her hands, and Anavis' mentor sighed under her breath. They used to be companions, and even if Dachedo really wanted to die, it should not be in this way, degenerating into evil monsters, which is an insult and trampling on the elves.

In addition, from a certain point of view, Dachado can be regarded as helping them test the danger of light.

In the sound of the raging and weakening wind, Ertaro followed the wind and stepped into the air, silently reaching Certa's side.

With his eyes closed, Dachedo's body was still growing, and the gap in his ribs was large enough to accommodate his arms.

The pressure is stronger when he gets closer, and his heaving chest is agitating, and he can see his heart through the gap.

Ertaro felt nervous inside, but he didn't think about retreating, and what he didn't even know, the light was instigating.

Ryan spoke to Andrew remotely, his eyes on Dacido and Ertaro.

Under the control of magic, the plants drive away aliens from the non-natural elves, preventing them from getting too close to Dactado.

The reaction of the natural elven elders was not right at this moment, but Catlyn, who held the blood drop of divine grace, and Anavis, who held the branch of the tree of life, could not communicate with the hearts of the elven elders such as Ertaro...... If you get close to the Nature Elf Elder at this moment, you will definitely be attacked.

Astor returned to Loris's side, the space scroll was still unusable, most people and aliens were approaching Ryan, slowly adjusting the range of Michelle allowed to approach, looking at Dachedo, thinking about what gift to use to repay Michelle's deal, in order to satisfy Michelle without losing too much, the emotion of giving up all in order to survive just now was completely gone.

They have not yet left the forest of nature, and they cannot fail to give a gift of thanks, but it is impossible to become a slave and give all their possessions.

But even if they were requested by Loris...... I have already made a promise just now, and I can't help but give it if I leave smoothly. Michelle was not even afraid of the Pope, and it was even easier to trouble them, they were worried that Michelle would use the flower of time to find himself in the future, and it would be troublesome just to think about the situation at that time.

Ryan didn't care what the group of humans and aliens were thinking at the moment, he was confirming the time with the system and communicating with Andrew. The only person who wanted to save just now was Astor and asked Loris to make a promise to let her help Charles, and Ourne and they all felt that Charles was more suitable than Astre.

Unsuspectingly trusting the light, and letting others help him bear the pain, just so as not to lose his inheritance status.

Ryan wasn't going to let the people around him go at will, if it went well today, how could he let them escape the promise he made to Michelle.

Andrew landed in the air, his greatsword in his hand stepped back slightly, raised his head slightly, and looked at Ertaro who was raising a short dagger under his hood.

Even if Andrew doesn't like Ertaro, Apache doesn't have a friendly attitude. It is obvious that this is their business, and others should not interfere.

Ertaro confronted Dachedo, who was far larger than himself, the fear in his eyes was hidden by the light, and he stepped into the air less than two meters away from Dachedo's chest, Ertaro held the dagger in his right hand and made a downward chisel gesture, and two goblin short crossbows appeared in the sleeve of his raised left arm, and his eyes calmly looked at the heart in Dachedo's chest.

At the moment when the crossbow arrow with the tip of the iron was about to shoot out, Dachedo's blocked mouth opened slightly, pulled open a number of sticky wires, and took the butterfly stuck to his lips into his mouth.

Ertaro and all the Elder Nature Elves felt bad at the same time.

Waporio spun the crystal ball and used auxiliary magic to equip Dutaro with a pair of 'wings', allowing him to fly freely in the wind and move more agilely.

Andrew raised his greatsword slightly, aiming at it casually, the tip of the sword pointing at Dachado's chest.