Chapter 202: Not Late (Asking for Tickets at the End of the Month)

In high-level battles, there are actually very few opportunities to use spells, and no one will take the initiative to give the opponent time to take out the spell and recite the spell, the reason why Triss can complete the corresponding action is because she burned an evil black flame from the inside out, and the black flame seems to absorb all the heat in the surrounding area, so that thick ice crystals form there, outside of the ice crystals, a nearly invisible spider silk is wound in reverse, wrapped layer by layer, forming a huge cocoon.

Relying on these three layers of defense, Triss bought a second or two, so she took out a rectangular diamond-like charm and opened her mouth to chant:

"Yesterday!"

Transparent flames ignited in the strange black flames, and the diamond-like spell silently disintegrated into the void.

This was specially provided to the witch by Crane, so that the destruction in all three directions could be converted into the main point of attack.

Triss immediately saw the gray mist, and found that the scenes of the past were like stars, densely scattered there:

There is him who wandered the streets when he was a child, he who was controlled by gangs, abducted and stolen, he who joined the Gnosis Society and became an "assassin", he who enjoyed the end, enjoyed the bloody killing, enjoyed the fact that people were instigated to tear off his mask and reveal his beast nature, and he had to take the initiative to become a "witch" for various reasons There is her who began to spread disasters, she who was arranged by the witch sect to become the mistress of Prince Edssac, there is her who is becoming less and less like herself and gradually indulges in pleasure, there is her who is extremely panicked and longs to get rid of it, but she falls into a deeper hell, and she who suffers endless pain and chooses extremes.

Triss's mind moved, and a picture zoomed in, filling her entire field of vision.

In the light spot, the lawn outside the window was like grass, the horses were walking slowly, the golf hole was faintly visible, and inside the house, the antique museum chest blocked the view from the door.

Past Triss was standing on the edge, looking out, wearing a sapphire ring in her left hand.

At that time, she was not yet in Sequence 5, and she did not have the power she needed to borrow now, but she had a ring from the Witch Sect that was closely related to the "Original Witch".

That's the ring that Triss wants to borrow!

Suddenly, this ring inlaid with sapphires and unique shapes appeared on Triss's little finger, and unlike in the past, the current Triss has integrated into the imprint, surrendered to the "Primordial Witch", and has undergone a greatly transformed Sequence 4 demigod.

In other words, although she is not yet a solid "divine descent vessel", she already has the qualifications to do so.

And that sapphire ring gave her a certain amount of initiative for a short time.

Looking at the past picture again, Triss raised her left hand, closed her eyes, and smiled as the cocoon made of spider silk shattered, the thick ice crystals melted silently, and the evil black flame was eroded, and she smiled and pressed the sapphire ring against her eyebrows.

The ring melted like metal, half-real and half-illusory into Triss's head.

At this time, the strange black flame had been completely stripped by Prince Grove, and a blazing white spear of light was thrown.

At the front of the gun, two white wings stretched out layer by layer, embracing the tip of the spear like angels, and blocking all the surrounding space, making it impossible for the target to escape.

At that moment, Triss opened her eyes, and it was dark.

Her hair rose one by one, all as thick as a small snake, and their outer layers were smooth and wicked, and the tips were either inlaid with black and white eyes, or they had grown a snake-like head, and their mouth was slightly open, spitting letters.

The spear condensed with pure light stopped in front of Triss, as if pressed by an invisible hand, unable to advance an inch.

It quickly took on a grayish color, turning from illusory to real, like carved out of stone.

With a swipe on the ground, the spear fell rapidly, slamming into the edge of the cliff and shattering into countless small pieces.

Around Triss, the gray color spread out in all directions like a life force, and wherever it passed, the stone became hard, and everything else became stone.

The various rituals that were originally arranged in the "No. 1 Ruins" were also stained gray, so that the angels guarding the other secret tombs could no longer notice the changes here and descend at the first time.

Prince Grove was instantly surrounded by the gray that spread from the void, and he could only rely on the blazing light emitted by the crown of thorns above his head to maintain a small safe area, and the words and prohibitions he wanted to do could not be transmitted at all.

Trissy, who had no distinction between the whites of her eyes and the blackness of her eyes, didn't even look at her opponent, and took a step towards the secret mausoleum at the bottom of the dark valley, surrounded by snakehair that covered the sky.

Bang!

The earth began to shake violently, and a muffled sound was heard from the depths, and red meteors with their tails of flames appeared out of thin air, past the witch Trissy, and smashed into the mausoleum.

In an instant, the ruins suffered multiple disasters.

George III, who was at the critical moment of promotion, sensed this scene, and a strong incomprehension and anger suddenly surged in his heart.

With great difficulty, he divided some forces, and with the help of the arrangements made in advance, forcibly "distorted" the surrounding area, so that the dark and solemn secret mausoleum was spatially isolated from the real world, so that earthquakes and meteors could not get close to their targets at all.

Boom! Boom!

In the midst of all sorts of disasters, cliffs crumbling and ruins beginning to crumble, George III's angry voice came from the secret mausoleum of its own world:

"Are you crazy?"

Forcibly accept the power of the true God in the person of sequence 4, and there is only one ending afterwards: death!

Triss laughed, and the skin on her face was stretched to the extreme, cracking inch by inch, revealing the blood and flesh that seemed to be wriggling wildly underneath.

The witch who became extremely terrifying said "heh":

"Isn't the end of a good story supposed to make all the bad guys die?

"Like you, or like me......"

Before Triss could finish speaking, with that terrifying smile, she fell like a meteorite towards the secret mausoleum where the surrounding space was distorted, intending to forcibly destroy it.

............

In another mausoleum, Crane didn't take too much of it, and quickly ended his contact with the "Source Castle", looking like he was begging the "Fool" for help.

The movement just now almost stopped the angels present, but unfortunately, the hidden angel was a historical pore image summoned by Crane, and he would only continue to fight according to instinct, making the chaos even worse.

At this time, the projection of William Augustus I drew a silver stabbing sword, pointed it ahead, and slashed.

Without him having to say anything, the chaos and strangeness of the entire ruins ceased, and the several sides of the battle were divided into different battlefields:

Hermes against the beautiful and sluggish lady, S'ea the "Iniquity" suppresses Renette Tinicol, the projections of Russell the Great and the Angel of Light encircle Klein, and William I himself is in an independent position, controlling the influence and not allowing the aftermath to attack the mausoleum below.

It is worthy of the "hand of order...... Crane's pupils dilated, and without thinking about it, he reached into the inside of his clothes, and stretched his left hand forward, borrowing strength from his past self.

- The Archon of Death, the Abbot of the Night, and the Hidden Angel are all historical pore images that surpass Klein himself, and both summoning and maintaining them have taken a heavy toll on his spirituality, and he has to borrow some strength from his past self before his spirituality is completely dry.

In this way, he was again filled with false spirituality, and within five minutes, they were as real as they were.

Then Klein saw the light.

The angel composed of pure light and carrying illusory wings on his back caused the cascades of light to flood him and drown him.

In the blazing white sea of light, something suddenly appeared, falling rapidly, getting closer and closer to the secret mausoleum.

It has a dark cover and a parchment interior.

"Grossell's Travels"!

And Klein relied on the essence that can be differentiated into a "spirit worm" and the ability to transform after improvement, shrinking into flesh and blood "bookmarks", embedded in this travelogue, relying on it to block the purification and dissolution of endless light.

But even so, Crane was not lightly injured, because the light could shine on part of his body from the side.

This is not over, in the direction where "Grossell's Travels" fell, Russell the Great, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was waiting there, raising his hands.

"......" Klein didn't care about anything else, but could only start the first way to protect himself:

Hide directly in the pores of history!

Bang!

A loud roar of thunder rang out outside the ruins.

The beginning was still far away, and the end was already close to the ear.

Including Klein and the projections in the historical pores, all the creatures in the ruins were shocked and stiffened, and the "sea of light" instantly dimmed.

No, there was a figure that was unaffected, the hidden angel of the Night Church in Crane's eyes, the beautiful but not agile lady, took the opportunity to actively dilute the body, turning into many symbols of seclusion and terror, expanding into a strange world, including Hermes, Renette Tinicol, Seaa's arm, the Angel of Light, and William Augustus I.

- Although Klein summoned a historical pore image with a lot of shrinkage in strength, some of the essence is still there!

The chaos that Klein had been expecting has finally arrived!

And George III's other helpers, such as the King of Angels, are still buried in other mausoleums.

As soon as the almost transparent and strange world took shape, the angels inside rebelled.

In the chaos, the strange world was easily torn apart.

However, the light mixed with the remnants of the angelic power, under the deliberate guidance of the lady, rushed out and went straight to the secret mausoleum at the bottom.

Bang!

Louder thunder rang out, and Russell the Great, who tried to stop him, was shocked again and didn't have time to make any attempts.

In an instant, the dark and majestic secret mausoleum was struck, and the cracks on the surface silently deepened, revealing the dark interior.

In these crevices, streams of blood appeared out of thin air, some bright red, some dull.

Boom, boom, boom!

This time, it was an air cannonball shot by Crane, who had returned to his human form with "Grossell's Travels", and some of the "spirit insects" scattered around him.

The mausoleum, which was already on the verge of collapse, collapsed with a bang, and more blood flowed out in large swaths.

............

With the destruction of a mausoleum, George III's ascension ceremonies were no longer stable and lacked critical support.

If only one mausoleum was attacked, he could still rely on his invisible connection with them to make a certain defense, but now, he himself was under fierce attack.

His ethereal body boiled over suddenly, and he could no longer maintain the "twisting" outside, and the mausoleum, isolated from reality, finally appeared in front of Triss.

Triss's fleshy face squirmed, and the corners of her mouth curled.

............

Inside the city of Beckland, on Remembrance Square.

"My subjects......" George III, with two mustaches and a stern and old-fashioned finish, was putting the finishing touches on his speech, when he exploded with a bang.

His flesh turned into fireworks and sprayed into the air.

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