Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me ~

On the flanks of the empty coastline, dead corpses with pale flames in their eyes crawled out of the sea one by one, moving their rotting and mutilated limbs, dashing towards the iron wall of black knights without fear.

Under the order blessed by the extraordinary power, one after another crimson spears were thrown neatly and uniformly, dragging their long tails, and mercilessly smashed towards the pale corpse tide that filled half of the coastal waters.

Under the powerful and intensive firepower attack, the lowest corpse collapsed into pieces of flesh and blood, black blood and milky white brains shaman the sky, but more undead howled and ascended to the sky, although the surface of the body was hanging The traces of charred black, but the spirit is not depressed.

Transparencies dotted with faint green rose and fell, almost woven into a distorted mist in the air, pressing straight down on the knight army.

The legion commanded by the "Bishop of War" did not panic. One by one, the statue-like knights in black armor changed their bodies. The vain flame wall burned all around in mid-air, standing strong against the legion and the tide of undead. between.

"Destruction." The "Bishop of War" standing out of thin air whispered, the relatively calm flame wall burst with a bang, the flame that was just burning the surface of the undead body burst instantly, and the solid wall structure collapsed without warning and turned into a monstrous sky. The huge wave, with the breath that devoured everything, enveloped the tide of the dead spirit in the main story.

The "Ferryman" who was hiding in the undead groaned, and the illusory pale-black river water gushed out from the ground, and tentacles with baby faces and rotting limbs were pulled out of the river, blocking the wave of flames.

boom!

After a burst of bursts, the red tide disappeared, and the undead below also passed half of it at any time.

Wearing heavy armor, the "War Bishop" flew over the legion array, feeling that the knights lacked most of their spirituality and did not panic.

Seeing the victory, the "Ferryman" chased after the victory, an illusory and hazy heavy gate appeared behind him, hung like an invisible gloomy wind, and more exaggerated undead creatures rushed out of the gate, tentacles dotted with scales and feathers. Soar to the sky.

There was another roar, the body was slightly rotten, the scales all over the body flashed with a faint green light, and the pale flame beating in the bird's nest was clawing at the illusory gate and dragging its body out little by little.

This is a demigod-level dragon!

It has ferocious horns, and its slender neck is dotted with azure blue patterns. It is obviously a fusion of other powers. It is by no means a pure dragon of the mind.

The "Ferryman" who had re-hidden his body had a bad smile, which was why he dared to directly undertake the landing mission, and insisted on attacking even if more than half of the corpses of the commander were killed or injured.

"The father and son of the great God of Death... Ah!" The "Ferryman" who was chanting the honorable name of His Highness "Death Consultant" suddenly twitched, and at the neck as pale as a corpse, a sharp flaming long sword completely penetrated, stabbing ripped his throat.

Behind him, an indistinct figure floated up and down in mid-air, holding the blazing white long sword tightly, and slowly drew it out.

The reappearance of "The Occultist"? The "Ferryman" with blood rushing from the wound detonated the spirituality of the whole body in horror, and translucent undead burst out from under his robe, instantly emptying all the standing creatures around him.

In the sky in the distance, Edmund Jason, wearing a dark purple robe and carrying butterfly-like dreamy wings, looked down with interest. The rotting silt fell off his feet, and the pollution brought by the breath of death quickly disappeared.

"Interesting." He raised his right hand again, and the flaming sword appeared out of thin air.

This time, he avoided Ambrosius, who was nosy like an old woman, just for the "mysterious reappearance" magic given to him by the experiment master. As long as he helped Lord Medici's legion to achieve victory, even if it was discovered by Ambrosius , He can't say anything about Himself.

The "Bishop of War" who ruled the legion glanced at the "occultist" in the air. The spiritual bridge that others could not detect instantly communicated, and within a few seconds, the identity of the strange demigod was confirmed.

"It is the favored person of the great 'God of Mysteries'..."

Although their "Red of War" is fighting for the Solomon Empire, they have always been loyal to the Red Angel Medici, and the true creator and "mysterious god" behind him.

After discovering this unexpected joy, the "War Bishop" who insisted on defensive tactics quickly reorganized the battle formation due to the situation. In the area corresponding to the spirit world, the battle formation composed of the "Hunter" legion was turned into an abstract symbol, and the feedback was in the The aura of destruction almost overflowed from the "War Bishop" in the commanding position.

He closely observed Edmund, who was entangled with the "Ferryman". The flame spear compressed to the extreme in his palm exploded and flew out. All obstacles on the trajectory had already evaporated before touching the spear tip.

Edmund's spiritual intuition moved in mid-air, and he took the "Ferryman" attack with undead breath without resistance, and his body instantly shattered into butterflies, which were reorganized farther away.

In an instant, he also quickly raised his hand, held a scarlet spear, and threw it forcefully.

The two long spears concentrated in the aura of destruction hit the Ferryman's chest, easily destroying almost all of his body every time he encountered any resistance.

The remnant head of the "Ferryman" was full of painful expressions~www.mtlnovel.com~ and turned into ashes.

Suddenly, the flame of fiasco that had been extinguished in his eyes swelled again, and a strange smile emerged from the corners of his trembling mouth with severe pain.

One after another, white flames burst out from his remaining head, emerald green scales and white wings squeezed out of the narrow skull, and the breath of death followed. The Beyonder turned into a undead.

The only two demigods who survived here were floating in the air, their bodies kept retreating, and their defenses all whined and supported in front of them.

Edmund, who only had Sequence Four, used his strongest mysterious magic. "The Sage's Butterfly" wrapped his body, and the whole person turned into an uncertain state similar to the "Peeper" mythical creature. The illusory butterfly formed by it struggled in the wind, barely avoiding most of the damage.

But the second impact hit almost without interval. The complete body of the feather snake spit flames, and the monstrous paleness swept the earth. As long as it touched it, it would return to the underworld.

"Hmph, is this what you mean by going out and observing life?"

The spiritual world fluctuated, and Ambrosius, who seemed to contain the Milky Way in his eyes, appeared out of thin air, and the dazzling starlight instantly turned into a cage. Under the blessing of the power of "Origin Castle", the huge feathered snake was annihilated in the blink of an eye. in the air.

"You should be glad that it's just a projection, otherwise your punishment will be heavier in the next month." Ambrosius, with a serious face, like an old-fashioned old gentleman, grabbed Edmund's collar, his calm voice There is a terrible anger in it.

The young "occultist" who survived the catastrophe glanced at the "Bishop of War" who was also rescued in the distance, lowered his head and did not look at the "brother" in front of him, and whispered:

"Old stuff."

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