Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 57

The charred black figure whose head was covered with tender muscles suddenly swung his right arm, and the chain hammer made of shadow moved at a high speed like a tomahawk held by a giant, squeezing the air, vowing to kill the "blasphemer" in front of him. Smashed skulls.

The reluctance to use blasphemous words just now was already Leonard's limit, and now facing such a strong attack, he seems to have only the ending of death left before he recovers.

Klein, who was on the side, watched his teammates in danger of life, and his right hand, which was holding the "No Dark Charm", was almost released because of the trembling.

No, the power of this spell will definitely not be less than the "Yang Yan" just now. I am here to save the "hostage", not to blow up the "hostage" and the "kidnap" together!

Suddenly, just now was suppressed by "Yang Yan", the almost solidified darkness surged again, and countless invisible tentacles raised up, hiding in the shadows with smooth silk threads wrapped around the body, swimming around the charred black. The body of the figure.

Dunn, who had just clamped the white bone blade with the proliferating limbs behind him, regained his drive to the power of Santa Selina's ashes. This "nightmare" whose body was riddled with holes was still fighting hard!

It seems that the state of this evil god's descendant is not complete. In this state, it cannot let its body leave the place, and the body on the fulcrum has become the biggest weakness at this time.

With the penetration of "An Ning" and controlled by the descendants of the evil god, Megose, who has changed beyond recognition, convulsed uncontrollably, and leaned back like a shrimp hit by an electric current, and the fresh muscles that had just grown on her face appeared. trend of ablation.

"Evil...God..."

The shadow on her body kept tightening, and the blackness on the ground swayed in circles and circles, shrinking inward, and the whole darkness was rushing towards the same target at this time.

This is the origin of the name "Night Watchman", and it is also the beginning of the "Dark Night" pathway to utilize the power of darkness in defense.

Replacing attack with defense, strangling the enemy with absolute barriers!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leonard dragged his half body, which was severely damaged by the 2-105 damage, and limped away from the charred black figure in front of him. With Dunn's attack, he opened his mouth and sang praises. Poetry of the night.

"Where all extremes and opposites disappear, even Nirvana..."

Dunn, whose eyelids were dripping with thick blood, cooperated with Leonard to sing this poem written by Emperor Roselle before the downturn of the pyramid. The midnight singing encouraged the darkness here, and they cheered. With boiling and swelling, a pitch-black "giant wave" rose from the ground and was about to cover the bound Megose.

"Anyone who commits crimes."

"Death!"

Megose's body and the two heads with similar outlines on the scorched black shadow alternately roared, the almost substantial rich filth accompanied by the words, piercing the enemy's spiritual body like a sharp arrow.

"Ah!" Klein, who was ready to take the time to release the spell, Dunn, who manipulated the power of Saint Selina's ashes, and Leonard, who was "cared for" by this power, the three determined Nighthawks couldn't find it at this moment. Enduring this painful piercing of his soul, he screamed and screamed.

The "blasphemous words" stolen by Leonard using 2-105 just now had returned to Megose's body along with the damage of the sealed object, and Leonard who made this blasphemous act naturally became an evil god. The heir's most hated enemy!

Leonard, who had been hit many times in a row, was completely unable to resist the violent attack at this time. After a faint light wrapped his body, he fell straight back, just rolled down the stairs, and fell to the relatively safe first floor. .

And Klein and Dunn, who were standing far away from the stairs, were also on the verge of coma, relying on their special abilities to barely maintain their consciousness.

"If, if it weren't for me, I often entered the gray fog, and the curse just now would even kill me." Klein's body was swaying. The fallen marionette, despite its twisted limbs, still stands still.

In his blurry vision, he saw Dunn, who was crumbling, and Megose, who was about to break free from the **** and the erosion of "darkness".

He resolutely raised his right hand with deformed knuckles, endured the severe pain in his brain, and released the last powerful spell in his hand with only spiritual intuition.

"Light!"

The spear symbol, which maintained its golden color and was woven with intricate patterns, collapsed from the center, twisting and melting with the golden carrier that presented it.

The scorching temperature scorched the skin of Klein's right palm. In front of his trembling right arm, a blazing white flame quickly rose up, and then contracted rapidly under the capture of the powerful gravitational force. A solid ball of light.

In less than a second of change, the light ball twisted and elongated, and layers of wings constructed of pure white wings bloomed at the tip.

Boom!

The compressed spear shot out suddenly, without warning, the strong white light dispelled the darkness, and the surrounding shadows trembled.

Megose, who had not yet fully recovered her freedom, was unable to move her body. A charred body was ruthlessly penetrated by a blazing white spear. The solid body was as fragile as a piece of paper, shattering silently under absolute purity, and was completely powerless to stop the spear's advance.

This is enough to purify everything, the "gun of no darkness" smashed the wall and broke the **** of the house in a state of burning everything, and a violent beam of light shot out from the Blackthorn Security Company.

No... Klein, who should have been happy because he hit the enemy, froze at this moment, and his trembling lips kept describing this simple word in Loen, over and over again.

Dunn, who was holding the square urn again, couldn't help but look at the huge hole blasted by the beam, and his deep and firm gray eyes were shaken.

At the last moment just now, Megose controlled the scorched black shadow she had separated to block in front of her, barely offsetting the trajectory of the "Spear of No Darkness", trading her body's survival at the cost of serious injuries.

And when killing the scorched black shadow and tearing up Megose's body, the "Gun of No Darkness", which consumed a huge amount of energy, no longer had the power to stop the light, and the remaining energy was no longer bound, and shot directly through the black thorns. The wall of the security company shot towards the urban area of ​​Tingen...

"Haha, haha, ha."

"Evil, cultist." The wound on Megaos' remaining body slowly squirmed, and the fresh granulation squeezed out the blackened and carbonized old flesh. With the support of spirituality, her body would soon recover completely.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Megose's originally mocking "smiley face" suddenly stiffened. Instead, the new flesh that had just grown on her stomach twisted out several abstract facial features, and her crack-like mouth began to cry loudly.

The attack of the "Spear of No Darkness" just now was still effective. The offspring of the evil **** in Megose's stomach had lost the chance to be born normally through the mother's body, and could only use this broken mortal body to incompletely remove himself from the mortal body. "Womb" dragged out.

Klein and Dunn, who had no energy to spare, were obviously dizzy at the same time, their throats tightened on their own, and the compressed trachea made a terrifying sound, making it difficult to breathe.

Dunn, who is the only one with the ability to fight back, moved his eyes slowly. He glanced at Klein, whose face had already turned blue and purple, and without hesitation, withdrew his right hand, and stabbed straight into it with his fingernails that had become sharp at some point in time. his own chest.

His eyes were extremely firm, the vertical pupils in the gray eyes shrank violently, and the bloodshot that was already protruding became more obvious.

Poof!

With the twitching of the blue veins on his face, Dunn Smith's right hand was withdrawn from his chest, bringing out a fat heart that did not resemble a human organ.

Without hesitation, he stuffed the contracting and expanding heart into the ashes of Santa Selina.

With a dreamy color, the deep purple heart stimulates the inactive ashes, and the spiritual brilliance connects the dead and the living, briefly breaking the boundary of "death".

At this moment, at the cost of his life, Dunn Smith briefly gained the opportunity to further develop the ability of the "Night Watchman".

The "darkness" with various meanings, such as peace, terror, or sadness, appeared out of thin air. The limbs of Dunn's back that had been cut off and torn by the bone blade exploded into granulation after another. With a silk thread, he swam to Megose who was "howling".

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

It seemed that she had sensed the danger in advance, and the facial features on Megose's stomach were wider, and the terrifying baby's cry sounded again, more continuous and urgent than before.

The black silk threads controlled by Dunn seemed to be stimulated and trembled for no reason. Only a few of them were still slowly swimming towards Megose's towering abdomen.

Looking at the captain who was unable to move and had already given his life, his temples were extremely throbbing, and Klein, whose brain was empty, was crying uncontrollably. He frantically called the police regardless of his spiritual intuition. All night realm related spells next to Zik's Bronze Whistle.

He recklessly squeezed his flesh, the skin on his body shattered, and a little bit of crimson granulation protruded from under the epidermis, even though his whole person seemed to be on the verge of disintegration, he did not give up.

"Crimson."

With the squirming of his vocal cords, Klein's body that was about to collapse into a puddle of flesh stopped self-destructing. With the intervention of a strange force, he gradually began to recover.

A burst of crimson light spread from his pocket, swept the surroundings and covered the entire second floor, which naturally included Megose who was crying loudly.

Although it was only for a moment, the interrupted cry could no longer stop the progress of the "Dark Night" power. Dunn seized the opportunity, and the place where the gray pupil reflected was quickly climbed by the smooth black silk thread, and he was firmly imprisoned. pressure.

At this moment, the silky thread that was originally smooth showed its true appearance.

It is not as soft as it looks, but is extremely tough, like the hair of some kind of large creature.

The powerful force of continuous shrinking is combined with the extremely thin thread body, and the dozens of silk threads are filled with blue flames, which are vividly squeezed into Megose's towering abdomen and into her flesh.

With a tearing sound, the thread ripped apart the body that had not yet fully recovered, and the flesh burned by the blue flame instantly became illusory, as if it had been erased by an unknown force, disappearing little by little.

In the dark blue flame, in the cage constructed by the dark silk thread, a terrifying thing that was half illusory and half real lost its basis in reality, and at the last step of the transformation to success, unwilling, roaring angrily, gradually collapsed and gasified, Dissolved in the piercing blue flame.

Klein, who was on the verge of losing control, and Dunn, who had lost his blood, watched all this with expressionless faces, until the invincible monster completely dissipated, and until the captain of the Nighthawks who had given everything turned to look at his teammates.

Under his feet is the blood-stained umbilical cord that was brought back by jet-black silk threads. The windbreaker on his body swayed in the wind. The thin but incomparably tall figure stood with the light of dawn finally on his back, and his outline was dyed with a golden halo.

Looking at this almost holy picture, the extremely tired Klein unconsciously showed a smile, the hope in his heart rose rapidly, and his hoarse voice was inaudible:

"team......"

Dunn Smith, who seemed to be still, looked at his teammates, with a hard smile on his pale face, and his weak voice no longer had the mellowness of the past:

"We saved Tingen."

After speaking, his condition suddenly improved, like stepping back in time, back to his twenties, back to a time when he was less stable, less restrained, and pursued love with enthusiasm, his smile was no longer stiff and serious. blinked.

Klein's world suddenly lost his voice. He obviously didn't hear the sound, but he saw the square urn fall from the captain's hand and fell to the ground; obviously he didn't hear the sound, but he saw the always reliable captain no longer. Unable to stand still, he swayed and fell to the ground, causing dust to fly up, flying and circling in the brilliance.

All of this is like a silent film, without warning, it appeared in front of Klein mercilessly, and it happened unstoppably, taking the captain's life away.

Boom!

St. Selina's urn finally stopped rolling~www.mtlnovel.com~ The voice returned to Klein's world.

He glanced numbly at the urn under his feet, and then moved his gaze to Dunn, who was shining in the sunlight, the distortion on his body subsided, the deep gray eyes no longer had a trace of expression, and the already dry eyes were wet again.

Captain... Klein's steps forward suddenly stopped, and a flush of red blood soaked the floor.

His chest was pierced by a slightly pale palm, and the severe pain pierced his still grieving brain back to rationality.

It's not Megaos... it's Lanvus... or the murderer who controls everything... I want to...

As the slightly pale palm swirled in front of Klein's chest for half a turn, Klein's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, extinguished as his heart shattered.

boom!

Klein Moretti's heavy body fell to the ground, with a pair of shiny leather boots and a lowered hand in his brown pupils that gradually lost their color.

The hand held the corner of the urn, and the brown pupils completely lost their luster, like a gray glass ball, no longer agile.

Da da da......

Beside this still-warm corpse, the light sound of leather boots stepping on the ground gradually disappeared, and everything returned to silence, only a little noise still remained in the unknown distance.

Thin gray fog emerged from under the floor, the remaining shadows in the house gathered, and an unfathomable force silently blocked the second floor of the house.

A translucent figure was pulled up from Klein's corpse. He took the initiative to contain the gray fog, turned the darkness into his own embrace, and wore a robe.

Beneath the hood of shadows, an elf face without pointed ears loomed.

Chapter end