Eyes move to ...... Port Will.

De swooped quickly, his sword slashing everywhere, stabbing the killer hidden behind the cracks in the planks.

The right arm dances and pierces the neck.

Swing your right arm and slash out a halo.

The chaotic lower town, far from the storming flares, just to find the final place of the ceremony.

Everywhere in the city, the hidden forces can no longer be found, and the whereabouts of the transcendent are uncertain.

on a slate.

Under the street lights.

The artificially carved runes are getting brighter and brighter, and the whole city seems to "come to life".

Budo swallowed his saliva and tried to suppress all the uneasiness as the battle made his throat deep...... Exceptionally fragile.

Stemming from his own talent and the experience of the relief society, the young soul is particularly calm and calmly analyzes the "arrangement" of various parts of the city.

Figuring out most of the information, the battle in the city could not interfere with his thoughts.

In his eyes, the whole city is very different from before.

De's transcendent rank is not high, and his spiritual sense is chaotic, but his premonition is getting stronger and stronger, and he can't touch the final "sacrificial ritual".

Bang, bang, bang!

Several people laughed maniacally, and the bullet swirled, lifting De's skull, and spun down, superimposing strength and speed, circling through the body.

Tak quickly jumped high and tried to avoid the bullets, but to no avail.

The skull was lifted open, revealing huge holes, and the black spots formed countless fine worms, which again formed organs.

The gunners who blocked the attack clearly realized that Germany was not easy to kill, and they formed a staggered formation, retreating in an orderly manner, and at the same time, they fired at Germany.

Bang, bang, bang, a couple of more shots.

De's attack triggers the defenses, and the hidden forces of the Southern Sector spun like gears, and the defenders picked up bullets from their suitcases, doped with Mithril.

They were lined and armed with flintlock pistols .......

The death of his colleague made the defender's eyes flicker with madness.

The muzzle roared like thunder!

Melt the darkness like silver, dispel the shadows, reforge civilization and order, and destroy the heinous evil - Messi Mithril.

De fell on his back, his body crumbling, embedded in the floor, and disappeared here little by little.

The power of the shadows...... , a viscous substance that makes up the final "inhuman body." ”

Dehua is a pool of liquid, like black oil, unable to

From the time he joined the Night's Watch, he had changed little by little, superimposed and inhuman.

The shadow transformed his fears.

Because, he seems to abandon feelings.

Leave your past behind.

Abandon Na, as well as friends.

The fire boom made a dull sound of fire, and the defenders cleaned the room, and in the acrid smoke of gunpowder, the fire tilted!

Bullets pierced the floor, tilting like black, oiled de, breaking through the air, shrapnel flying sideways, and wooden planks splashing everywhere.

Tak is unwilling to separate himself from reality, which is why he fights for "peace" for the reality of Port Will.

The transcendent regards human life as a mustard, and since ancient times, the transcendent has brought only a sea of blood and a faint despair.

"I don't want to run away. ”

"I don't want to lose my feelings. ”

"I was looking for the first strength. ”

"Nah's death is for the country. ”

"My death is also for the country. ”

"I've come to terms with the rejection of romance and the reality and ultimately nothingness. ”

"Later generations will write for me, presenting many symbols, traitors, murderers. ”

"But I have to find a direction for myself, whether it is great or small. ”

"I don't want my name to cross the heavens and illuminate the earth. ”

"I don't want my name to be admired by thousands of people. ”

"I only wish to be a moth to the fire and save the embers of darkness......"

The body made of black oil is extremely easy to use.

De shuttled through the underground full of monsters, mold was rampant, and there were human blood stains in the ruins, as well as monster blood stains, splashing each other.

The power came from the shadows, and he could occasionally see the souls, who were so fearful, so desperate.

In the world of the soul, there is only struggle and distortion, fear and despair, ghost terror, and darkness in the night.

At dusk, the soul is cursed.

In the underground, there will never be light.

- Guwell Library Book.

......

The place where the sacrifice took place.

People gathered around the altar, the leader facing the darkness, in the dark, in the dark, hugging the front, where ...... , nothing, empty.

The blood was pervasive, the stench was entrenched, and no one dared to act rashly, and the Divine Mansion ...... Visible or intangible, but neither is violable.

The leader connects the unknown with the spiritual sea, and the mystery extends here.

The leader's cheeks were sunken, and despite his exhaustion, his heart became calmer.

The deepest part of the soul, the hooked ...... It's moving! That's a high position to leave a mark!

Now, no matter who it is, they can't disturb the connection of the same track ceremony!

Above the altar, there was nothing.

The old men and children who had been captured knelt here, forced to remember unknown names forever.

It was noisy, and the prayers were .......

Only an atmosphere of mystery remains.

The emerald green seeds suddenly flashed on the altar, so "intoxicating"...... , like the ultimate life.

Rumble!

A green mist gradually let go, spread to the side, and converged, faintly forming an ancient tree phantom, covering here, swallowing all the spirits.

Immediately afterwards, all the people who performed the ceremony looked at the wooden whiskers on their palms and felt a great sense of fear.

I can't tell, I can't tell.

Inexplicable gaze.

Unknown......

In front of him, it seemed to turn into a sea of emerald green, and the sacrifice swelled little by little, and the emerald green took root on the altar, filling the corners of the stones.

The verdant deprived of something in this space, and a faint gaze suddenly emerged and moved automatically.

The chest of the leader is extremely dull. I was reminded of the fears of the past.

Circles of green light expanded, mingled in the whirlpool, rooted in the ground, dancing into thousands of whiskers, and messing up fluff.

It seems that it has become the only master here, and even alarmed Bishop Kemer above, as well as ...... Sea monster.

At the same time, they looked at the underground, at the ocean of green that was raging underneath, though unreal.

The ocean is illusory, but it obscures the reality of the world.

In the verdant sea, people can see all kinds of faces, they are ancient heroes and martyrs, or strange races that have disappeared in the long river of history.

Or maybe it has been there since ancient times, the cold face gathers little by little, and is absorbed little by little by the green crystal in the center, and finally grows into a ...... Towering trees!

Bishop Kemer looked at the green tree, his eyes shining through the layers of obstacles, it was the longing "Fruit of Farah!"

It represents the evolution of the path to the high position, which is the essence of the high position!

He understood the oracle...... , unclear information, it turns out, someone is going to do ...... , absorbing the remnants of the source here and transforming them into ...... The fruit of Farah.

Below, the greedy pupils of the crowd stared at the emerald green.

They didn't have time to decipher the mystical patterns on it.

I don't have time to understand the ancient gods.

I watched it overlap with the world.

That power almost drained the spirituality of Port Will, and even, the emerald green faintly drained the power of the sacrificers, stepping on the bones of all beings, crowning!

The barrier grows more and more empty, and within the boundaries of nothingness, people feel the rotation of their gaze and the faint gaze.

High!

Maybe there are high positions!

Peep here!

Hula......!

In the waves, endless coercion burst out again, but people still looked greedily at the emerald green spar!

The perspective gradually closes in, and what catches your eye is a simple pattern.

It is engraved with a faint thread imprint, reflecting a ...... , like a man but not a man, like a woman not a woman.

The leader of the Night's Watch, Marco, was also there.

Under the cover of his hat, his face blurred, staring at the emerald crystal, inexplicable...... Whisper.