Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 12

In the Backlund Bridge area, in a certain basement, an Extraordinary gathering is about to end.

"From different exits, leave separately, hehe, I don't want anyone to make trouble here."

"It doesn't matter which of you dies. If I bring in an official Beyonder, I will definitely let him know what it feels like to have a soldering iron on your brain." Several figures with black iron masks said in a low voice.

Due to the majesty of the convenor, the masked figure did not ask any questions. Following the man's words, they dispersed one by one, leaving from different exits, and went to all directions.

After everyone left, the man who was sitting in the shadows slowly got up and knelt down in the direction where he was sitting just now, his body was low, his head was almost buried on the ground, no longer the majesty he had just now, and he looked extremely humble. Full of desire and fanaticism:

"Miss Treville, I have just distributed the task of finding the element dawn according to your instructions."

"I, I beg you to grant me a 'blessing', I beg you..."

On the chair that was no one, a graceful outline was highlighted little by little, and the surrounding light was distorted, gradually filling in his transparent figure.

With a greasy smile on his face, he leaned forward slightly, pressed close to the man's ear, exhaled softly, and teased his nerves:

"Well done, Brian, what reward do you want?"

Brain slowly raised his head, his eyes were stirred up, endless desire, almost real desire.

"I think, I think..." His voice was hoarse, his brain seemed to have been robbed of his ability to think by intense lust, and he was unable to fully express his demands.

Xia Lu Tamara Treville felt a bit of disobedience and raised her slightly sluggish body, the sweet smile on her face also faded slightly.

"I think..." Brian still didn't express his appeal, as if he was in a tangle, he couldn't help closing his eyes and swallowing.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes seemed to regain a little clarity, but the eyes that were aroused by desire and contained strong love did not change in the slightest, the almost real "love" turned into black sludge, from his eyes. Seven orifices flow down.

brush!

Xia Lu Tamara Treville instantly split the transparent silk thread hidden in her own shadow, splitting the space behind Blaine and ploughing three terrifying traces on the floor.

His body was shattered into three pieces, and splashed against the wall under the huge inertia of the transparent silk slash, becoming three pools of meat mud, and slowly sliding down the wall.

Xia Lu got up quickly, but found that the light source in the entire basement had been dyed with a strong crimson, and all the reflective objects in the room were broken in an instant. Twisted and closed.

His whole body quickly overflowed with a huge amount of white mist, covering his figure, and rushing to all directions in the enclosed space, as if he wanted to break through the blockade.

Silent, bright red blood seeped out from the wall, mixed with the surrounding white mist, but it did not successfully stop the speed of its spread, and only consumed the spirituality of the caster in vain.

Suddenly, those bright red blood no longer tried to offset the white fog. They quickly rose and evaporated, and together with the light sources that had suddenly expanded all over the room and were previously dyed with a strong crimson, they formed deep illusory stars. .

The stars are interlinked with each other, like a giant net about to fall, completely blocking the white fog that is spreading everywhere and seeking breakthroughs!

Xia Lu Tamara Treville no longer hid, a shriveled body climbed up from the ground, and the surrounding white mist quickly condensed, filling his body that resembled several corpses, forming the strange pattern he often wears. , the complicated gray White House dress.

Starlight lit up from his fingertips, and as his right hand slashed forcefully, he declared loudly:

"Here, it is strictly forbidden to hide!"

Suddenly, the entire space vibrated violently, and a certain rule seemed to be determined and formed again, or even distorted and enlarged. Just hiding in the shadows would incur the punishment of being divided and torn apart by the space.

In the two corners away from Xialou Tamara Treville, Romain Ambrosius in a white robe with gold trim and Edmund Jason in a gorgeous formal suit were quickly revealed.

They did not communicate, and they all launched their most powerful attacks at the fastest speed.

The hot, bright sun ignited on Xia Lu Tamara Trewell's body, and golden flames swept the entire room in an instant.

The surface of the surrounding walls shattered, and endless sludge poured out from the gaps in the cement walls, condensed into a pitch-black spear that pointed directly at Xia Lu, and shot out rapidly.

Suddenly, the golden flames wrapped around Xia Lu twisted strangely, shattered into light spots all over the sky, and quickly condensed into pieces of light shields, blocking the trajectory of the pitch-black spear.

when! when! when!

The light shield constructed of thermal energy collided head-on with the long spear from the ancient era. With a clanging sound, it exploded in the air and exploded into clouds of black smoke.

Seeing that the first attack did not work, Ambrosius subconsciously changed the position of his body, and the high-speed movement of "Planeswalker" instantly dragged out dozens of afterimages that were almost physical.

The afterimages responded in different ways. Some had an illusory book that was constantly flipping in front of them, some themselves turned into dazzling star clusters that were about to explode, and some raised their arms and were about to completely smash the space in front of them.

Edmund on the other end also quickly faded his figure, turning into an endless flood of information, casting several mysterious magics from the buried history in the gap between reality and the spiritual world.

Foehn and rift appeared together, and the purple light from the distant and the endless superimposed light group echoed each other. Together with dozens of "Ambrosius" who were ready to go, they were about to give Xia Lu Tower in the center of the basement. Mara Treville's fatal blow!

Xia Lu, who was targeted by many terrorist attacks, didn't seem to be in a panic. He "slowly" took off his gray white dress and generously revealed his pure and beautiful body.

The white, smooth skin, graceful and enchanting lines, and the pure and beautiful face were all overshadowed at this moment, and only the creatures in the space were left in sight. Complex "totems".

In an instant, whether it was Ambrosius, who hid his body in the space, or Edmund, who was walking with the complicated torrent of information, he lost his vision, returned to reality, and fell to the ground in pain.

Edmund's body actually became transparent and flickered constantly, like a damaged video file.

And farther away, Ambrosius collapsed into a worm made of starlight, scattered all over the place.

They were on the verge of losing control because they looked directly at the projection of a greater existence and bathed in a "gift" called "pollution".

"what!"

Edmund roared, the changes on his body became more and more obvious, and it seemed that the next moment would completely fade away and become part of the surrounding information ocean.

At this moment, his body lit up with pitch-black light, and from the illusory light, spider-shaped dolls made of brass crawled out, "carrying" out some of the pollution.

The invisible silk thread appeared again. It flew out from all directions. Through the splicing and transformation of space, it avoided the remaining obstacles arranged by Ambrosius and Edmund.

The seemingly soft silk-pointed Ruoli guns nailed the brass spiders that were crawling in all directions to the ground, interrupting Edmund's attempt to alleviate the pollution and erosion.

Xia Lu just wanted to deepen the pollution again and completely control the two mysterious angels in front of her, but the image of her head being cut off suddenly appeared in her mind, and the spiritual warning was crazy.

Taking advantage of the special nature of the spiritual world, He quickly switched positions with a crucified brass spider, only to see a giant black sickle tore open the brass spider's shell, corroding it into a pool of mud. .

In his position just now, three giant beasts made of mud with different shapes but the same face stood upright!

It was from an ancient age that could not be verified. When Tianzun still existed, it was a kind of pollution that often appeared on people who "cultivated". It seems to be an extension of "The Hanged Man", the nightmare of countless Tianzun believers once on the West Road, the inborn degeneration of creatures, and the three sides of malice.

The three giant beasts standing in front of Xia Lu Tamara Treville now all have the face of Brian, one is dressed in luxurious clothes, the other has a **** mouth, and the last one seems to be cowering. Hiding in the dark, with strong desire in his eyes, holding a giant black sickle.

The giant beast with lustful eyes holding a giant sickle set off first. Under the high-speed chanting, the filthy curse wrapped around the sickle blade and slashed towards Xia Lu regardless of the distance. Tear the target according to the established script!

Xia Lu seemed to recognize something, her pure and beautiful face fluctuated for the first time, and a burst of white mist overflowed next to him, intertwined on his star-shimmering arm, like a knight's armor.

Along with the solemn judgment, He waved vigorously and pronounced several laws:

"Here, it is strictly forbidden to trace back!"

"Here, it is strictly forbidden to fall!"

"Here, the proliferation of filth is strictly prohibited!"

"Here, it is strictly forbidden for filth to touch the commander!"

The gigantic sickle stopped in front of Xia Lu, and the three giant beasts behind them also froze instantly, fighting against these laws that touched the very foundation of their existence.

In the end, the monsters that climbed out of the history of "Void" could not resist the established rules, and burst out in an instant. Under the traction of the rules, the mud in the sky flew backwards and spread the ground.

"Heh, it's shameless to use this kind of thing even though it's a mysterious believer." Xia Lu Tamara Treville sarcastically said with a smile.

He turned to look at the two angels who had lost their cards, collapsed to the ground, and were still tormented by pollution. He raised his right hand, preparing to execute the final judgment.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Ambrosius lying in the distance, and grabbed forward like a drowning man struggling.

Seeing this, Xia Lu suddenly turned pale, quickly shifted her position, and reappeared in the corner of the basement. Only then did he realize that there was no change in the position where he was just now.

when!

The time in the basement was instantly accelerated, and the "giant net" woven from crimson stars that had been hanging above the basement suddenly fell!

Xia Lu's body instantly burst into a dazzling light, and the flesh and blood exploded and shattered into pieces. The light spots composed of pure light quickly reassembled into a sharp sword, which pierced the crimson giant net and pierced Beckland. The surface of Deqiao District, accompanied by a violent sonic boom, traveled through space in the air and quickly disappeared into the sky.

With the "sharp sword" rushing out, a dark "curtain" quickly filled the gap.

A thin gray mist floated around the two angels who had been polluted on the ground, and a trace of blue-black "impurity" was drawn from their bodies.

Edmund, who had previously degraded a part of the pollution by himself, was the first to restore his mobility, split his interaction with the surrounding information, and stabilized his figure.

He slowly got up from the ground and opened his newly recovered eyes that had lost their vision due to staring directly at the projection of the "Uncertain Fog".

He saw an existence with almost his entire body hidden under a dark robe, an ancient elf with a beautiful face and an indifferent expression.

He was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to regain his ability to think.

"Lord..." Edmund's words were not finished, and the man who was shrouded in the dark robe suddenly faded away. The "curtain" above the room quickly fell, rolling up the two angels on the ground. disappeared into the air.

Only the basement, which was completely unblocked, lost its shape, and expanded several times in size, remained.

Because of the loss of support, the dilapidated basement collapsed a few seconds later, sinking into the ground together with the buildings on the ground.

Chapter end