Chapter 110: All-Knowing

No one needed to introduce them, but the four demigods present were clearly aware of one fact:

The man who slept on the iron-black throne and was about the height of the giant was the left hand of God, the Vice-Lord of Heaven, the "Dark Angel" Sasriel!

Among them, Lovia also clearly felt the oppression from the absolute high, just like when praying to the "true creator" was answered, it was a breath that could make the mind confused, the soul fall, and the body tremble.

Suddenly, she heard a burst of laughter, and looked sideways, a little confused and a little stunned.

Klein's back bent slightly, and he laughed:

"He's still sleeping, should we wake Him up directly, or wait for Him to wake up on His own?

"If you choose to wake him up, how do you say hello? Hey, Your Highness the Dark Angel?"

These two questions sound absurd and arrogant, but they leave Colin Iliad and Derick in deep thought, free from the influence of their environment.

Just now, they instinctively thought about the first question, which is quite important, and it is related to what to do next.

Colin Iliad thought for a moment and said:

"Don't wake Him up just yet, try to get closer, look for clues, gather intelligence. ”

"That's what I think, too. With a casual snap of his left hand, Crane was about to stride towards the iron-black throne.

At this time, he was quite glad in his heart, glad that he had solved the "shadow" and restored the spirit to its wholeness, otherwise he would not have been able to limit the virtual personality at all - he almost blurted out "Hi, Xiao Sa" when he simulated how to say hello.

Seeing that Gelman Sparrow had taken two steps forward, Lovia finally came to her senses:

"I'll give it a try with a grazing spirit. ”

This is a relatively safer way to endanger the exploration team.

Crane nodded, carrying his black cane, and leaned over with a smile on his face.

A phantus figure three or four meters tall immediately appeared in front of Luovia's body, with a pair of goat horns covered with mysterious patterns on its head, its skin was dark and dull, full of evil sense, it was a demon.

Unlike the demons Klein had seen before, it had many signs of decay on its body, hanging yellow-green pus, and seemed to be mixed with the power of "Fall".

As Crane casually surveyed the phantom, the demon spread its massive bat-like wings on its back, causing the pale blue flames above to burn even more violently, emitting a thick smell of sulfur.

It strode forward, slowly approaching the iron-black throne and the layers of steps for giants, using its dangerous instincts to scout for possible anomalies.

While the demigods such as Colin Iliad and Klein were paying attention to it, they also examined the details of the palace of shadows, and found that behind the iron-black throne where Sasriel was sleeping, there was a split, grayish-blue, dimly lit gate depicting a dusk scene.

This may be the "door" to the outside world...... Colin Iliad, Derrick, and Lovia, the three demigods of Silver City, flashed the thought at the same time.

At this moment, the figure of the demon, who had completed half the distance, suddenly stopped, and was enveloped by a cloud of intertwined silver-white lightning, which was torn apart by the crackling sound, and quickly faded.

A pillar of light wrapped around the divine flame fell out of thin air, completely purifying the soul that belonged to the demon.

Lovia didn't suffer from the loss of her grazing target, but frowned slightly, unable to think of a better way to explore it.

Klein glanced left and right, and said with a flamboyant smile:

"Sure enough, it's still up to me. ”

As he spoke, he walked forward slowly, taking out a box of matches from his coat pocket, and then scribbled them one by one, and threw them around.

"I've always been timid. After throwing half a box of matches, Klein half-turned, turned around, and explained with a smile.

And even Derick Berg didn't believe it.

Then, in the light of the crimson flames, Crane continued to the iron-black throne that might have belonged to the Old Gods.

When he came to the place where the demon soul was destroyed, his left palm suddenly tightened.

Crane lowered his head and saw that "Wriggling Hunger" had returned to the state of a human skin glove, and an exaggerated slit had opened in the palm of his hand, and inside were two rows of illusory, white teeth.

The seal was trying to tear at Crane's flesh and eat his body and spirit together.

"Wriggling hunger" has fallen!

"Tsk. Crane let out a clear sigh of emotion, and glanced at the "Star Staff" held in his right hand to confirm that this "0" level seal, which had no living characteristics, had not changed.

He then raised his right hand and thrust the other end of the Star Staff into the "Wriggling Hunger" mouth.

The "wriggling hunger" gnawed a few bites, was suppressed by the person, and finally regained its composure.

After laughing twice, Klein took another step and walked a few meters.

At this moment, the shadows covering the walls, pillars, and floor tiles cracked one after another, and brass-colored eyes grew one after another.

In front of Crane, who was watched by countless eyes, a figure outlined.

He first took on the appearance of Gelman Sparrow with black hair and brown eyes and a grim face, then distorted into Klein Moretti with black hair and brown eyes and ordinary facial features with a bookish atmosphere, and then degenerated into a vague phantom, and a gray mist filled his body.

At this moment, the figure that seemed to reveal all of Crane's secrets stalled.

Bang!

He exploded and fell to the ground in countless illusory fragments, disappearing.

Klein raised his eyebrows and smirked:

"The 'omniscient' power that belongs to the 'reader' pathway?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the brass-colored eyes that grew out of the shadows around him and the ground shook in unison, and a voice that seemed to come from an ancient era sounded:

"The Qi [Vertex Fo] of the 'Source Fort' ......"

"Source Fort" ...... Colin Iliad seemed to remember something, and it dawned on him.

You have to have "essentia" to be able to get a response or get close to Sasriel?So, the "Hanged Man" obviously has Lovia, a demigod believer in Silver City, and he still wants to force me to enter the palace and meet the "dark angel"? Crane finally managed to control the instinctive opening of the virtual personality.

Before he could think about what to say, the brass-colored eyes that were only hidden in the shadows spoke again:

"Your fate intersects with Amanis, Leodro, Adam, Amon, Herabergen, Osecus, Medici, Ulorius, and His ......"

Colin Iliad is no stranger to Derrick and Lovia with the real names of the brass-colored eyes, knowing that the first one is the "Goddess of the Night", followed by seven of the eight kings of archangels, and there is no shortage of current Sequence 0 True Gods, which makes them a little stunned to hear, and they can't believe that Gelman Sparrow will have a fateful intersection with so many high-ranking beings beyond Sequence 1.

Coupled with the sleeping "Dark Angel" in front, Mr. "World" and the King of the Eight Angels have intersected, which is really amazing...... Derrick sighed heartily.

Klein was not in the mood to ridicule his "inter-divine communication", and with an obvious smile, he asked rhetorically:

"He?"

Klein thinks that this "he" should refer to the "true creator", after all, he still has the corrosive power left over from the other party in his body until now.

The brass-colored eyes on the shadow curtain were silent for a few seconds, and then said in a faint voice:

"He's the ...... of the other me"

Is the "true creator" really the other side of the ancient sun god, the side born from the corpse of the god, full of hatred, with resentment, and the side that holds the fall? Klein gradually equated the eerie black baby sitting in the chest and abdomen of the ancient sun god, devouring the intestines, with the "true creator", and preliminarily confirmed that it was the spirit left by the "dark angel" Sasriel who was talking to him now.

He thought about it, and uncontrollably let the corners of his mouth turn up:

"Why did you form the 'Rose of Redemption' and assassinate the ancient sun god?"

The information revealed in this question was something that Colin Iliad and Lovia had known and guessed for a long time, but when they heard German Sparrow say it, they were still sad and confused.

The curtain of shadows covering the walls, stone pillars, and floor tiles shook a little, but the sleeping "dark angel" still did not move.

The brass-colored eyes looked at Klein and said:

"The Sun God was only my original honorific name, and you should now call me the Creator of all, the All-Knowing and Almighty, or 'God'. ”

“...... You can see that you've been leaning in that direction. Klein finally laughed, and then felt fear as he mocked the Vice-Monarch of Heaven, the Left Hand of God, the King of Angels of Angels, and His Being.

In order not to give the other party time to be angry, he quickly repeated the question just now:

"So, why did you betray yourselves and establish a Rose of Redemption with the 'Goddess of the Night' and assassinate yourselves?"

The brass-colored eyes fell silent again, and the shadows that covered various places like a curtain shook gently without stopping.

After a few seconds, the ethereal and illusory voice said slowly:

"The primordial awakened in me......"

Hearing this answer, Klein's pupils suddenly widened, and he inexplicably felt that his hairs stood on top and his back was cold.

He was close to one of his guesses, but even more terrifying.

At this time, the shadows in all directions were much thicker, more and more clear, more and more gloomy, as if it was pregnant with some terrible, unknown, irresistible danger.

Although Colin Iliad, Daric, and Lovia did not understand the meaning of the words "Dark Angel" Saslier, they were still affected by the gloomy, fearful, and terrifying feelings that came with the words, and produced a cold and piercing hallucination.

"The primordial awakened in me......"

This sentence echoed layer by layer, and it did not subside for a long time.

PS: Change first, then change.