Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 164 Su Chang's End

The golden mask was originally a symbol of the supreme leader of the apostolic organization on the ground.That was the task entrusted to Scarui by the God Lord, and it was an important part of their unfathomable plan, a responsibility and a supreme honor.

But these mortals without foresight have given up their due responsibilities for their own benefit.They instead took possession of the Golden Mask, trying to covet the secret of immortality through the divine power it contained.

It was because of the betrayal of these Scourge that the gods had to adjust their plans.And he also had to run around on the last day when the end must come, unable to watch this wonderful moment with peace of mind.

Of course, the smiley silver face is not a devout believer in the sad mask.He joined the apostle, and fulfilled the duty of the silver face with all his heart, only because the desire of his heart was in line with the goal of the Lord——

destroy this world.

In short, when Zhen Cheng participated in the detective game at Olympus Manor, the Undersea Cathedral paid close attention to the whole process.So through the burnt manor, the smiling silver face recognized where the broken passages connected.

"Do you see where it leads? Tell me."

At this time, the chief researcher suddenly asked.

"Olympus, the land of the Scarri tribe." The silver-faced apostle replied subconsciously, more like talking to himself, confirming his guess.

Regarding the untimely question, he only felt that it was a normal curiosity of a science and mystic scientist about his research field.

"So that's the case, then where is the fragment in your hands at this time?" Following the words of the silver-faced apostle, the chief researcher asked again.

Behind the everlasting silver smile, the smiling apostle raised the corner of his real mouth: "Of course the key is in the place used to open the lock.

Gold comes, glory ends!The oracle will come true.This is not a goal of faith made up by that pitiful fellow.

Those ignorant members of the Oracle Order have been doing the right thing unconsciously from beginning to end.Everything is in the plan of the gods. "

"The plans of the gods...then I am even more curious," the chief researcher slowly stepped forward: "What are those old immortals planning in this world?"

"What? Why are you asking this?" The silver-faced envoy felt that something was wrong in his mind, obsessed with chasing after the key of doom.There seems to be something awkward, but I can't figure it out for a while.

"Why? Of course it's because I was waiting for your report," the chief researcher gave an unexpected answer: "Did you forget? You came to report to me."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I remembered. Since I need to report to you, the progress is very smooth. The plan of the gods... is the end! The end is today!" The silver-faced apostle's eyes burst out with enthusiasm .

Three seconds later, the frenzy faded, followed by indescribable panic: "Why should I answer your questions?! No, how did you ask these questions? Who are you? What are you... What?"

Sternly yelling in his mouth, Yinmian secretly controlled the angels behind him.No matter what the mysterious existence in front of him is, it must be wiped out at this moment, not even a second longer!

If it affects the plans of the gods, then I have waited for the end of my life, and may even fall short.

It's just that no matter how he ordered or how he personally controlled it, he never saw a holy light shooting from behind.

At this time, even though he knew that he should never look away from the enemy in battle, the silver-faced messenger couldn't help turning his head inch by inch to look behind him.

Behind him, there were originally a dozen handsome and handsome angels.

But what he saw were more than a dozen human sticks twisted into twists.

It is no longer possible to see their former martial arts from these twisted strips of flesh.What was left in front of the silver-faced apostle was nothing more than strangely standing strips of skin, broken bones, and twisted pieces of metal.

From head to toe, at least hundreds of spirals have been twisted.Flesh is bloody, bones are broken!

Only now did the silver-faced apostle realize that an inexplicable coercion was emanating from the chief researcher.He turned his head suddenly, facing the opponent's dragon-like vertical pupils.

"Longwei?! No! The underlying universe cannot accommodate the power of distorting angels with just one thought! The dragon race has long been extinct! This is an illusion, you have cast an illusion on me!"

"Good job, let's guess again." After cutting off all the opponent's strength, the chief researcher seemed not in a hurry to attack the silver-faced apostle.

"I should have discovered it a long time ago! It is the "string" that should not appear in the space debris, indicating the connection sequence of the debris image, allowing me to imagine the picture on the opposite side of the passage;
Whenever I think normally and realize the abnormality around me, I will have a strong "obsession" to chase down and grab the key back, which will affect my rational judgment;
The angel, which could not have been fatally injured in our dimension, was completely destroyed due to "distortion"; when you distorted the angel, you released the unique coercion of "dragon";

In the end, my "memory" has a problem, so I forget the key things and regard you as the master who needs to report work.

Strings, Obsession, Distortion, Dragons, Memory.The illusion magic that brings together these elements is... the mind labyrinth!The person who can use this magic in the heavens and myriad domains...you, you, you...you are..."

The mocking smile still hung on the silver-faced apostle's mask, but at the moment it looked as if he was being ridiculed.

His voice was shaking violently, like his legs.Looking at the whole world, no one has ever made him lose his composure like this.

"Oh? Who do you want to say I am?" The chief researcher tilted his head and smiled, and the serious scientist gave off a weird and playful look for a moment.

In contrast, the silver-faced apostle's expression gradually became stiff, his eyes slowly became dull, and the tremors all over his body became more and more exaggerated, and gradually formed a rhythmic and regular swing like a broken robot.

As his body swayed strangely, he uncontrollably opened his mouth to answer like singing, and uttered the name that no matter how repulsive his subjective consciousness was, he still couldn't resist the statement:

"You are the only clearer of the Lamarck game, the patron saint of music and women, the ghost of Arcana of Blood Candle Castle;
You are the only self in all things, the freedom of all self, the true master of the land of all self;
You are gift and divine rebel, mouthpiece of billions of universes; consciousness and mind of the world;

You are the inheritor of the three laws, the arrogant who tramples on the order, and the eternal enemy of the gods;
You are the original God Lord who lost his memory, the supreme soul who lost himself, and the source of chaos in the heavens and myriad realms;
You are... Qu Yun. "

　Presumably Qu Yun's current name should be beyond the expectations of most of you, www. You can remember it here, it implies the main line of the whole book.Every detail in it is worthy of scrutiny, slowly look back~
　　PS: String, Obsession, Distortion, Dragon, and Memory are the real names of the first five rings of the Gate of Truth in Qu Yun's body (same as Zhen Cheng's, any arcanist has it).By the way, it is also a characteristic element of her signature illusion magic [Qu Yun's Mind Labyrinth].

　　
　
(End of this chapter)