Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 324 River of Death

Terra calendar 1590.8.4.
Red moon night.

Evening: 18:10.
Fog City Big Ben.

Big Ben is a majestic clock tower building towering over the skyline of London's urban center.It is located on the south bank of the Thames River and is closely connected with the Parliament Building, forming the famous urban landscape of the Fog City.

The appearance of the clock tower of Big Ben adopts Gothic style. It is made of dark stones. The entire clock tower is about 96 meters high. There are four clock faces facing east, west, south and north respectively.

Each clock face has large, striking clocks with clearly visible hands to tell the time.

The top of the bell tower is a minaret. The pointed top stands tall and stretches towards the sky, like a magnificent tower guarding the fog city.

When night falls, the outer wall of the bell tower is illuminated by lights, becoming dazzling, like a shining star.Every night, Big Ben lights up thousands of lights, illuminating the entire London night sky and becoming a symbol and symbol of the city.

And tonight, Big Ben sparkled like always.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

"The ceremony was advanced... the interference from that angel of heaven..."

On the top of Big Ben, the elderly Lando El-Melloi Archibald coughed violently. He covered his mouth with his right hand, and the scarlet, rusty liquid flowed down from the palm of his right hand, dripping On the floor, a blood-colored flower rippled out.

"Life... there is nothing more tragic than this, a man who spins through everything, believes in the truth, and the truth ignores it."

Lando El-Mello took out a mask, and his bloody right hand left a clearly visible pattern on the surface of the mask.

"What is cursed and popular? What is desired and expelled? What is eternally protected? What is denounced and accused? Who are you afraid to call?" Lando El-Mello Tightly clasping the mask in his hand, "Teacher, the riddles you gave me back then, the answers I answered were 'riggers' and 'clowns' in dramas; and after you passed away, I learned from others that you once said to this The answer to the riddle, your answer is 'justice'; but I asked the Impaler, and his answer was 'genius'."

"What is the answer to the riddle? What is the truth? Teacher, the teaching you gave me is becoming more and more vague."

"Don't fall into the wrong path of sophistry; don't write empty words, don't make platitudes, don't pretend to be a healthy or unselfish person; avoid rhetoric, seek the truth, love yourself, love your country, love mankind... ·”

"Teacher, I can't do it."

Lando El-Mello looked at his withered and old hands, his eyes showed fear and cowardice, he tremblingly raised the mask in his hand, and slowly put it on.

click-

White barbs pierced the back of his head, a mask was set on his head, and his eyes began to become extremely scarlet.

When night falls, the whole city is lit up with dots of lights, and the bustling streets are full of traffic, and people rush through the crowd. The noise and excitement make people feel like they are in another world.In this busy city, everyone has their own stories, their own dreams and aspirations. They are constantly chasing the goals of life and trying to change their own destiny. However, the reincarnation of fate always seems to be full of helplessness and banter. It's like an endless cycle, in which everyone plays a different role, running around in the long river of time all day long.

The blood-colored eyes of Lando El-Mello wearing a mask showed an obscure luster, and then he looked up at the red moon in the sky.

Rumbling--

Huge ripples suddenly appeared in the sky of the fog city, and then, a huge burning ship loomed in front of everyone.

Accompanied by the ship, there is a dark figure floating under the blood moon, flying in the air, the night sky is his sky, and the dimly lit city scenery is the background.

He looked down at the city with a long history, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were full of coldness.

The huge [ether tide] began to surge from the cracks in the void, and under the light of the red moon, the night seemed to be distorted into huge water ripples.

The piercer's blood-red eyes shone with ominous light, like a beast in the middle of the night, looking at the blond young man on the deck of the burning ship holding the golden Holy Grail a thousand meters away, those blood-colored eyes were full of piercing pain. cold.

He will not make mistakes again, he will go all out here, he will use the blood and head of Hugh Abraham, use the [ether tide] of the spiritual tomb, use the hundreds of millions of souls in Wudu, and use the background of [clock tower] Shock the immortal miracle.

"Death is inevitable for any man,

We are all one,
Every human life is a part of the whole,

Every soul that dies is a part of us.

So don't imagine yourself an isolated island,

Every death is a bell,
Resonate around us.

Don’t ask for whom the bell tolls,

it sings for you,

it sings for me,

It rings for all of us. "

when--

The bell on the clock tower of Big Ben rang, and the whole fog seemed to shake.

It stands tall and quietly watches over the city. Whenever the bell rings, it is like a solemn guardian, announcing the passage of time with a powerful bell.

At this moment, the eyes of the people in Wudu are unconsciously attracted by the terrifying scene in the sky.

Click, click, click~
The [Crown] behind Duke Impaler began to make an overwhelmed sound, but he ignored it and continued to chant.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eat my own wings to control my heart!"

Pong! ! !
The jet-black halo exploded, and afterward, something terrifying revived from the Impaler's body, and densely packed eyes opened from his body surface.

He slowly stretched out his hand, as if holding an invisible force.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if it foreshadowed the coming horror.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Blood rained from the sky.

At the same time, his body began to change, and the black clothes were torn apart quickly, revealing the countless scars on his body.Every scar was like a river, and his body became the source of these rivers.

[Crown Unfolds River of Death! 】

Rumbling--

Rumbling--

A desperate force gushed out from the body of the Piercing Duke, like a wild torrent, sweeping the entire space.

It is a river of souls, each of which is an enemy he has slain in the past.Their faces were twisted, full of fear and pain, they were screaming, they were struggling, they were crying.

The river surged out, as if it was going to swallow the whole world.

These souls have different shapes, some are like dogs, some are like birds, some are like fish, and some have blurred shapes.They surrounded the Impaler as if he were their king, their master.

Their existence is not only a symbol of the impaler's power, but also a proof of his past killing memories and crimes.

This process seemed to be endless, and the river continuously gushed out from the body of the Impaler, like a raging flood.

These souls came out of his body like black tentacles, as if they were going to drag everything into the abyss.

"Ahhh-"

"Ahhh-"

This process is crazy and terrifying, full of ominous atmosphere.

The black river swirls in the air, like a dragon, rushing straight towards the enemy with monstrous power.It was a massacre of hopelessness, a humbling performance.

Faced with such a scene, everyone fell into shock. Looking at the terrifying image in front of them that was once only a legend, they looked at the monster they only knew by name, their hearts trembled wildly, and their bodies trembled violently. Trembling, their world is trembling.

Desperate, they feel fear, they feel the imminence of death.

The [River of Death] behind Duke Piercer is still stretching, the black flowing water is like the deepest undercurrent in the night sky, like a boundless black hole, swallowing all the light.

The dead river seems to be hunting for prey. Their wildness, their roars, and their struggles are the deepest threat and intimidation to the living.

Darkness, endless darkness, as if at the end of the world, only the smile of the Impaler and the endless river of death remained.

In this world, there is nothing more real and cruel than death.

Facing such a situation, all the resistance and all the struggles seemed so small and powerless.

The river of death seems to be the roar of the Impaler, and also his song.

He is the messenger of death, he is the master of darkness.

His existence is a threat to the living, and contempt for the living.

His smile is a mockery of the living, a mockery of the living.

340 twenty-four thousand eight sixty seven of the undead, from top to bottom, turned into a tide of despair and flooded the fog city.

People fell to their knees on the ground, wailing in pain and crying. Before the river of death came, their sanity had been directly destroyed by the terrifying Memusu.

The mournful and painful cries of souls in the sky and the terrified cries of the people in Wudu on the ground complement each other, and at the moment of [River of Death] unfolding, [Clock Tower] seventy and five cities are activated at the same time, a huge twisting force The field covers the entire Fog City.

when--

when--

when--

Big Ben began to ring crazily, and the huge [miracle] began to communicate with the etheric level, and carried out large-scale distortion of the world.

[Miracle Narrator Sublimation! 】

The people of the entire Fog City have fallen into a special state of observation. They have shifted from "narrating life forms" to "observer life forms". Through them, the surrounding area of ​​Wudu emerged.

In an instant, the fog seemed to sink into an abyss.

Streets, buildings, lights, all were swallowed by darkness.

Only the figure of the Impaler stood alone in the darkness, like an eternal monument.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless wailing and fear echoing, it was the mourning of the souls of the dead in the river of death.

Then, like a tidal wave, black rivers flowed through the streets, invaded the buildings, and devoured everything mercilessly, some not covered by miracles.

The river of death glowed with a faint light, flowing with a cold breath of death.

In the darkness, the fog was submerged by this unstoppable tide, only the figure of the Impaler remained, like a judge, looking down on this dead city.

At this moment, Lando El-Mello, standing on Big Ben, has taken off his mask, and the ripples of time on his face have been smoothed away.

His appearance once again returned to the handsomeness of his youth, his body was filled with graceful and luxurious temperament, his figure became tall and straight again, his beautiful black hair was as deep and smooth as black agate in the night sky, reflecting his tall forehead and The slightly raised eyebrows revealed a hint of arrogance and excitement.

Lando El-Mello looked down at the black tide.

They have waited for this moment for too long, they used the river of death to force out the [Miracle Project] of [Clock Tower], and then used the huge [Ether Tide] to impact the project, so as to make the miracle act on the impaler, burning [ The thaumaturgy pool of the clock tower] to allow the puncturer, the [crowner], to enter the mandatory "observer life body", and then counterattack the people of Wudu, refining tens of thousands of [philosopher's stones].

To do this, they need to decompose the living beings into salt (body), sulfur (soul) and mercury (spirit), [philosopher's stone] is the product of these three elements in perfect balance.

On Big Ben, a phantom holding a book appeared behind Lando El-Melloi, and when this figure appeared, layers of mercury leaked from his body.

This is Lando El-Melloi's incarnation - [Zosimus].

The silver liquid of mercury flows like a living thing, constantly twisting and winding on the ground.

It seemed to have its own consciousness, and as the mysterious power guided its direction and shape, a huge magic circle was soon formed.

The pattern of the magic circle is composed of countless complex lines and symbols, and each line is flowing with the light of mercury.The flickering silver light casts a dark halo, filling the entire chamber with a mysterious atmosphere.These symbols and lines are like weaving magic looms, and each thread is a vital part of the magic circle.

In the center of the magic circle, a mysterious symbol shone with dazzling light.

This symbol represents mysterious power and secret knowledge, and is the core of the entire magic circle. Mercury wriggles around this symbol, as if seeking the mystery within.

【Zosimus】floating in front of the magic circle, holding an ancient law code, chanting ancient spells in a low voice.

"God is the glory of all things, and so is the divine and divine nature. God, like mind, nature, and matter, is the beginning of all things that exist, for he is wisdom, meaning to direct them. The divine is also In the beginning, there is nature, energy, inevitability, fullness and renewal.

In the abyss there was boundless darkness, water, and the wonderful breath of intelligence, all of which existed in chaos by divine power.Then a holy light was emitted, and the elements were solidified from the liquid essence.All the gods divide parts of the primordial essence. "

【Stealing Ritual·Supreme Son】

For this moment, Lando El-Melloi has been waiting for a long time. To steal [Miracle] first, he must break the shelter of 75 cities.

And the easiest way to break something is to break it from the inside.

Just like now.

clack clack-

In the distance, the protection circle belonging to El-Melloi's exclusive classroom collapsed instantly, and the members of the El-Melloi family staying inside the circle looked at the broken circle in horror.

"Do not···"

"Roar!!!"

Almost instantly, the entire classroom was enveloped in a river of death.

That ink-like darkness, full of stench, surrounded the entire classroom and dyed the sky black.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this darkness, and all life trembled under this darkness.

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The foggy city of Westminster.

It is a Gothic building of grandeur, with intricate spires and cornices, and towering towers that soar above the skyline.The whole building is mainly made of gray stone, exuding a heavy historical atmosphere, with exquisite carvings and patterns on the facade.

At this moment, the entire Palace of Westminster was covered by black waves, and there were three people standing in the only clean spot.

Broly, who was wearing a plain robe, was emitting bloody steam all over his body at this time, and [Beowulf] behind him punched frantically, hitting the rushing tide. Create a vacuum.

"If you can't cure the disease this time, you will really die." The immature child's voice sounded in the vacuum.

Tours was looking at himself who was shrinking again without tears, and the clothes on his body looked extremely bloated to him now.

His original state was that of a boy in his early ten years old, but under the [Element Shock] of the Piercing Lord, the [Reverse Chronological Disease] on his body was directly aggravated, and his whole body was directly reversed back to his early five years old, and he was directly fucked back from the state of a boy In his childhood state, what was even more unfortunate was that he was also infected with [Ore Disease].

Tours snapped the gray crystals on his arm. These crystals are connected to flesh and blood, and at the same time, they are covered with huge distorted memes, which are polluting his spirituality.

After studying for a while, he turned his head to Zhou, who was panting heavily.

Among the three, Broly was the first to wake up from the [Element Shock], and because of him, the three were not taken away by the river of death in the first place—the [Miracle] in Wudu has no shelter The three of them.

"It's...not bad..." Zhou Zhou slowly stood up from the ground, his face looked a little pale.

Seeing that Zhou Zhou was safe and sound, Tours heaved a sigh of relief, then he clenched his fists and cursed at the blond angel on the other side of the sky.

"This shit is your so-called plan, damn golden retriever, you unscrupulous black-hearted boss, black-bellied man, narrow-eyed, narrow-minded..."

Tours, who was a child, cursed in a childish voice. After cursing for a while, he felt that his anger had subsided a lot. While he was cursing, he was actually staring at the impaler who was confronting the blond youth. After seeing that the other party did not slap the blond young man to death, but looked at the blond young man vigilantly, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Abraham still has a hole card.

Soon Tours looked at Lando El-Melloi Archibald standing on Big Ben.

"Damn it, this black-hearted golden retriever must have sent us here to let us get rid of that damned thaumaturgy aristocrat. He really doesn't want to let go of any oil and water. He makes the best use of everything. If the employee is not dead, he will use it to death ah."

The infant Tours sighed helplessly, then looked at Broly and Zhou Zhou.

"Let's go, our goal is already very obvious."

"Ah."

Broly nodded, and then, under the surprised gaze of Tours, he lifted him up and let him ride on his shoulders like a father.

"You...what are you doing!?" Tours' face flushed with excitement.

Bastard, I'm not a kid! ! !
"It's more convenient to fight like this." Broly replied concisely.

"..." Tours hesitated to speak, he glanced at the huge river of death, and finally chose to remain silent.

"Let's go."

[Beowulf] behind Broly began to open the way forward in the river of death, and Zhou Zhou who was relieved also summoned [Zorro] to help together.

The trio began to march against the blood-red river of death, towards the arrogant thaumaturgy nobles.

(End of this chapter)