Chapter Seventy-Five: Silence
The specific principle is to stack the body into a mirror space, which can temporarily isolate the erosion of the transcendent.
Due to the unique perspective, the real Charles has become as thin as a piece of paper, and of course, this state seems to be ...... Insecurity.
The old man's eyes bloomed gray, and he expanded again and again, and he stretched out his right hand unhurriedly.
Tear ...... The thin picture seemed to be distorted by some kind of force, and the pale flames erupted in the palm of the old man's hand, and the flames drifted through the long space and bloomed on Charles's body.
In the flames, the thin body of Charles ...... Abruptly, it becomes bumpy and full of potholes, which are stained with some kind of dark green hair, and then yellow, and become full of stains and rot.
Charles's smile contorted, and his face became stunned.
The golden glow in his body became extremely dim after several flickeres, and just as the deepest darkness was about to drown out hope, the brilliance soared, like a burst of ...... Light.
"Grafting", where the charr uses the equivalent exchange of the scales of fate to exchange the power that may exist at any time period.
He was very lucky, the power at that time should be full value, and the surging spiritual power was directly replenished to the spirit body, of course, the negative consequences needed to be borne afterwards.
There were strange ripples flowing through the void, and then a figure covered in injuries fell out and staggered down a few times.
Charles's head was completely misaligned, connected only by a long backbone, and the skull that seemed to be broken and unbroken looked very strange.
The chest is sunken so that it stretches out pieces of broken bones, and the valgus rib bones and pitted skin surfaces resemble a rag doll.
As the black light in his eyes skyrocketed, his body became a thin picture again.
Leaping out again, he has become an intact Charr, using the mirror space to once again escape the transcendent erosion.
Charr tried not to look directly at the old man, and rolled one after another, dodging one bone spur spear after another, and his fingers quickly condensed five rounds of brilliance, which had completely different characteristics.
A miniature version of the phantom is surging.
Represents the balance of fate of the judgment.
A black scythe representing death.
A golden sword that represents bravery.
A golden chain representing the traveler.
A dark mirror representing the deity.
Under the intertwining and entanglement of the five forces, the space was shattered, and the old man's head was scorching in the scorching light...... Collapsed, but the body still stands.
At some point, fragments of facial bones grew out of the crown of white bones, which clinged to the face like a mask, and in an instant...... Recover from your injuries.
The old man's eyes became more gloomy, his fingers clenched, and as the mist filled, pieces of walls appeared, and he seemed to use himself as a medium to evoke unknown shadows.
This wall...... It's just an illusory shadow, in the surging light, Charles raised his head, he didn't see the phantom of the wall, the underworld monster had directly summoned this phantom.
This wall is very similar to the other, both stone walls, and the walls are all faces, with empty eyes and twisted mouths.
"Is there any connection between the two? A very simple act, but it reveals a lot of secrets. ”
But Charles didn't have time to think about these secrets, and when he looked up, there was a terrifying picture on it.
It seems to be a church, with a spire, painted windows, and a ...... at the top Twelve pairs of feathered gray figures.
A wry smile flashed across the corners of his mouth, this is the church of the Grey Angels.
There is no mental sluggishness or pollution as you would have imagined.
............
The phantom is a phantom after all, and it cannot be maintained for too long, and the role of the phantom is unknown.
"No, he's brewing something, he's preparing. ”
Charles tried to stop the old man from doing anything, but it was too late.
The phantom that was about to dissipate poured into the old man's body, and as various fragments converged, the old man's form gradually changed.
A round of gray light burst out, and the form inside could not be seen clearly, but there was a revelation in the spiritual sense, the form of a dependent.
The rising glow obscures its form, and the Charr blocks out his vision, trying not to make eye contact with him, so as not to be contaminated by it.
"There is also such a way of fighting, weakness limits my imagination. ”
Stirring up the spirituality in the body, the ability of the Destiny Traveler is divided into two parts, the first part, divination, guiding the confused people of the world.
The second part, the spatial attributes, the body of the traveler, is guided by the mirror space .......
Divination can not only guide the way for confused beings, but it should also guide ...... Myself, the current task is to divinate a safe way to escape, and the "divination" vision reflects a safe escape route.
From the top floor of the belligerent bell tower to the window is the first, "it is clear that this safe route is...... Will the leap of faith fall to your death? That's another story. ”
The second was to run down the stairs, and Charles weighed half a second and quickly fled downstairs.
The body crossed a strange arc, bent down and fled to the bottom, but his face was ...... It changed again and again, and the sense of crisis hit the heart over and over again like a tidal wave.
The sudden sense of urgency grew stronger for some reason, but there was nothing in front of me.
Hearing seemed to be cut off, and silence reigned around them.
............
At the corner of the stairs at the bottom, the gray-eyed old man who had already changed into the form of a family suddenly flashed.
There, his limbs bulged and stained with strange black streaks, and the hand that clenched the bone spear shook it over and over again, and the tip of the spear was glowing with transparent ash.
Pure gray rays shot like lightning bolts, spears clinging to the walls as they hit them, turning into hideous bone spurs.
The surrounding walls had long since been changed by the old man to suit his combat environment.
Mirroring each other, Charles drummed the only remaining spirituality in his body, and quickly folded his body to the old man, and two rounds of light and gold swords were intertwined in his hands behind him.
Holding two rounds of long swords, he stepped forward with his right foot, stabbing over and over again, and a pale bone shield occupied the field of vision, allowing the golden sword to swing and collide on it.
The two hit each other as the origin, and the bone shield collapsed layer by layer, and it was still reconstructed layer by layer.
The phantom of the balance in Charles's eyes suddenly lit up, tilting to the right for a degree, and in the majestic power, the order block completed the most basic reconstruction and turned into a substantial doom.
The bone shield exploded in an instant, and the old man's face was reflected in front of him.
Immediately after, the cloak behind the old man detached from his body and flew between the two, and with his sudden drumming, gray corridors lined up in front of him.
The corridor was full of corruption, with eerie white bones, and a pair of bloodshot eyes opened at the same time.
The spirit essence like a hurricane pierced into the spirit body, and a hazy light came through, and the scene on the opposite side ...... I saw it clearly, it was an indescribable area, the spirits, the countless spirits, the extreme number of spirits, the quantitative change once caused the qualitative change, and the chaotic wails filled the spirit.
The nails swelled up, and dark green pus and fungus blankets poured out of the body, and then yellow pus and root feathers gushed out.
Immediately after, gray roses bloomed on Charles's body, they were synergizing, resonating, swallowing Charles's spiritual energy and soul.
There were many phantoms flashing in front of me, the confusion in the cabin, the regret of Fra when she fell from the building, the inquiring face of Lyric, and the madness of a madman.
Finally, a face that is as simple as it gets, but Charles knows her, her fiancée on the front line in Lassi, Anne.
The spirituality in the body is rapidly draining, life is rushing out like the water that bursts the embankment, and the eyes gradually dim, and then darken, and then ...... Silence.