Chapter 203: Escape (Asking for a monthly pass at the end of the month)
When Audrey and the others in the audience saw this scene, they seemed to be enjoying a large-scale magic show, and no one reacted to what happened for a short time.
After a few seconds, the scene began to be chaotic, and the soldiers of the King's Guard rushed to the high platform amid screams one after another.
The cabinet members and the nobles of the House of Lords subconsciously looked for a place to hide, or they mustered up the courage to follow the guards and inspect the scene.
Audrey looked at it with a slightly stunned expression, but she wasn't too surprised, but she didn't think it was real enough:
The people and things that Mr. "World" focuses on mean that they are under the gaze of Mr. "Fool", and Mr. "Fool" has never failed in what he wants to achieve until now.
This is the will of the gods.
Melissa, Benson, and others heard the explosion in other town squares in Beckland, and found that the king's speech had come to an abrupt halt.
After a moment of silence, people gradually became agitated, talking to each other and whispering.
Panic about the unknown and the future slowly took over their minds.
............
On the outskirts of Beckland, inside the "First Ruins".
George III's mind had become very blurred, and he felt that there was an irresistible, extremely crazy volcano of consciousness erupting from his body, which changed his body and distorted everything around him.
Vaguely, He saw a huge black throne and saw himself sitting on it, wearing the Emperor's crown, proudly looking down on reality, ruling over all peoples, equal to the gods.
He reached out and tried to grasp the future, but countless curses and attacks from nowhere fell on Him, leaving Him untouchable.
"No ......"
George III's ethereal hand stopped in mid-air, his consciousness was completely torn, and his body was completely deformed.
Triss, who had collapsed into a mass of flesh, was surrounded by countless thick snake hairs, covering the shadows of this order.
Bang!
Outside the world corresponding to the "No. 1 Ruin", the mountains and forests suddenly collapsed inward, raising a large amount of dust, which filled the air like the thickest haze.
Bang!
The area formed a huge crater that connected the Tasok River and brought the rushing water.
Thundered!
The sky was rapidly dark and dark, and a storm of endless terror enveloped the place.
On the mountain peak farther away, two figures stared at this scene, and no one spoke for a moment.
One of them is the "Ageless Witch" Katarina, who wears a holy white robe, and the other is the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" who wears a hood and is as pale as blood.
After an interval of two seconds, the "White Saintess" Caterina sighed softly and said:
"The reason why we wanted to get her back was because we were told that she had a strong tendency to self-destruct. ”
The "Red Angel" evil spirit listened silently, and his expression distorted slightly:
"I know who interfered with my response. ”
Caterina thought of one answer after another, but she couldn't be sure, and finally chose to remain silent.
The "Red Angel" evil spirit spat out a word slowly:
"Dark night. ”
After a pause, he suppressed his inner emotions and added:
"Otherwise, I would have found Trisquirk. ”
Without waiting for Caterina to respond, the "Red Angel" evil spirit turned around and left directly.
............
In another ruin, Klein, who saw the secret mausoleum collapse and a large pool of blood flowing, only had time to flash a flash of joy before turning his attention back to his situation.
George III's failed ritual and failed to become the "Black Emperor" means that his purpose has been achieved, and the next focus is on how to escape!
At this moment, taking advantage of the great impact of the destruction of the mausoleum, Renette Tinicol did not stay longer according to the agreement with Crane, and preemptively entered the spirit world and fled to the depths.
The power He borrowed from Himself in the past is coming to an end!
The hidden angel with a beautiful face had reached the limit of Klein's maintenance, and after evolving into a strange world, it naturally disappeared.
Inside the half-collapsed ruins, Crane is alone with the arm of the "Iniquity" Seaa, Hermes from the ancient era, the projection of Russell the Great, the projection of William Augustus I, the projection of the Angel of Light, and the sound of thunder pointing out of nowhere, all of which have the ability to easily kill him.
And if he wants to summon the historical pore image of the angel rank again, it is not one or two clicks, three times or four strokes can succeed.
Without hesitation, Crane's body blurred and tried to hide in the hole of history.
At this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the gray mist in his field of vision, which was composed of countless transparent worms, extending out transparent and slippery tentacles in all directions.
Zarathu!
The body of Zarathu has appeared!
He has been waiting for Klein in the pores of history!
At this moment, Klein's action into the hole of history was irreversible, and he could only watch himself be attracted by the vortex and throw himself to the center!
He wanted to snap his fingers and set fire to another thousand paper cranes, but found that there was no flame at all.
Zarathu, who had already made a temptation, was sure enough of his hole cards, and relying on the suppression of his personality and the mysterious authority, he could no longer control the flames!
In addition, Crane's instinct told him that the end of the "teleportation" was strangely connected to the vortex formed by the transparent worms.
He couldn't break away, and he didn't have time to summon a sufficient amount of helpers.
"Fortune tellers" do not perform unprepared.
The vortex formed by the transparent worm slowly rotated to welcome Crane's "active visit", and the transparent and slippery tentacles swam over in an irresistible manner.
They wrapped around Klein, but only an ancient book with a dark cover.
On the surface of this book, a trace of blood has not completely faded.
"Grossell's Travels"!
In the most dangerous second, Klein voluntarily broke his finger and let the blood flow to the surface of "Grossell's Travels", and then, he swooped into the world of the book, temporarily escaping the deadly trap set by Zarathu.
As soon as he entered the world of the book, Klein immediately reached out and grabbed forward, grabbing a secret puppet from the hole in history that he had only briefly owned.
Herwin Lambis!
- Klein once experimented, here you can summon the projection of real history, after all, it belongs to the "Source Castle", and the world in the book is unhindered to pray to the "fool", of course, if it doesn't work, Klein also has another way to solve it, that is, to summon the "righteous" Audrey who exists in the history of the world in the book!
In short, he needs a middle and high sequencer of the "audience" path to take him into the sea of the collective subconscious, into the "City of Miracles" Liviheed, into the Hall of Honesty.
The sooner the better, because Klein had no way of knowing how long it would take for Sequence 1 of Sequence 1 to get hold of the secrets of Grossell's Travels, and it was unclear whether the other party would forcibly descend into the world of the book.
He can only race against time!
Gentle and elegant, dressed in a formal suit, wearing a dark red bow tie, Herwin Lambis grabbed Klein with a slightly stiff expression, and directly entered the collective subconscious sea formed by the overlapping of countless lights and shadows.
Relying on the power of the "Manipulator", they quickly shuttled and arrived at the "City of Miracles" Livised in just a few seconds, arriving at the door of the Hall of Honesty.
Crane lifted the maintenance of Herwin Lambis, the secret couple, and "ran" through the gate, propelled by the strong wind.
As he walked through the colorful murals, his inner voice echoed through the hall:
"The success rate of summoning '0-08' here should be relatively high......
"What to paint or write with it at the end of the mural on the left can affect the real world......
"Through its arrangement, Zarathu made a mistake and allowed me to find a safe way to escape......
"No, it's easier to let Amun's clone join the melee and involve Zarathu......
"No wonder the goddess wants to 'fish' Amon for Beckland......
"The mural on the right represents the world in the book, and '0-08' can be used to depict a temporary gate for me to go out and ......"
As he "galloped", Crane's right hand kept grabbing into the void in front of him.
Five, ten, twenty times, when Crane had once again borrowed strength from his old self, his right hand sank abruptly, and he dragged out a slightly dull classical quill.
“0—08”!
In the next second, Crane arrived at the half-cut pillar that only many people could hug.
This has an obvious sense of the vicissitudes of time, and it is the throne of Angelweed, the "dragon of utopia".
Klein walked around the stone pillar and came to the end of the mural, and he picked up the quill "0-08" and was about to put pen to paper.
He had not experimented with any changes to using "0-08" here before, fearing that the accident would be too big and alarm Amon and his brother, so that his plot to prevent George III from becoming the "Black Emperor" would be detected in advance.
And at this moment, he doesn't have to think about this aspect at all, and can wholeheartedly weave the development he needs.
Suddenly, "0-08", which was about to start writing, disappeared before it reached its maintenance limit!
What's going on...... Klein was amazed.
He immediately noticed that the Hall of Honesty had not amplified the sentence, and that the surroundings were extremely quiet.
As soon as the inspiration moved, Klein slowly turned his body, only to see that the original vicissitudes of stone pillar had somehow turned into a cross hundreds of meters high.
In front of the cross, a huge vague figure stood, carrying everything on its back, looking at the spirits with pity.
Inside the Hall of Honesty, there are rows of black seats with backrests, but there is only one prayer person.
The prayer was seated in the center of the first row with his eyes closed, dressed in a rather modest white robe, with a pale gold beard that covered the lower half of his face, and his hands clasped in front of the silver cross pendant on his chest, with a warm and calm expression.
Adam.
President of the Dusk Hermit Society, Adam, King of Angels.
Klein had no idea when He would come.
At this moment, Adam raised his head, revealing eyes as clear as a child.
He stood up slowly, and said with a calm expression:
"With the fall of George III and the devastation of Rune, Intis no longer a spectator and decided to take the opportunity to attack, and the great war began to really engulf the world.
"Do you accept such an ending?"
PS: Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month, don't waste it~
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