I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 410: Guarding the Royal Mausoleum
Before he had time to think about the reason for the other party's betrayal, he felt a sharp pain in his lungs again.

Mary groaned, "Ah, why, why...killing me will not do you any good...huh?!"

Another burst of tearing pain came from her lungs, and a mouthful of fishy, ​​sweet hot blood flowed up from her respiratory tract and out of her mouth and nose.

But, but!
This time the pain was only physical pain, a pain that devoured life without any curse!

Just pure pain!
Mary Morstan looked down with pleasure, and saw two bent, deformed clawed fingers slowly withdrawing from her chest.

At the tips of the two fingers, there was a strange flame that was extremely quiet and dark.

That flame... was extremely pure black.

Unlike ordinary flames, it is divided into three areas and three colors: outer flame, inner flame and flame core.

This pitch-black flame is pure black, and the entire inside and outside is the same deep black.

At first glance, Mary Mostan felt that her eyes were completely attracted by the dark flame... Inside the silently burning flame, she seemed to be able to glimpse a kind of darkness that transcended darkness and gloom.

Her mind seemed to be swallowed up by the pitch-black flame along with the light...her spirit seemed to sink into the tangled, empty and lonely darkness.

The joy that just emerged from the bottom of my heart disappeared in an instant, and what filled my heart again was... the hatred and anger that I thought I had let go of long ago!
A dot of darkness rapidly enlarged deep in the female dancer's pupils, like a drop of ink quickly staining the clear pool water.

In a trance, the face of Major Sholto, who murdered her father, appeared before Mary's eyes again. That abominable face overlapped with the horrific monster in front of her!!!
"Sholto...Damn Sholto!"

"Be buried with my father!!!"

The female dancer raised her head in anger, and quickly chanted the dance music of Shiva, the god of destruction and dance. In the depths of her eyes, a seductive light of ignorance, illusion and obsession was brewing!

Faced with the sudden hostility shown by the female dancer, the monster, as ferocious as a demon, did not dodge or defend itself. Instead, it immediately raised its two fingers, which were burning silently, and lightly tapped the sand dune behind the female dancer.

With two whooshing sounds, two burning fingers suddenly shot out forward, and the blazing darkness flashed across the bloody desert.

With a loud bang, the sand dunes exploded, and black fireworks wrapped in sand and dust shot up into the sky, dozens of feet high.

A sand dune as big as a house was suddenly razed to the ground, and gravel burning with black flames fell from the sky like black blood rain.

At this time, the enchanting light in the depths of the female dancer's eyes had already accumulated, and the song of destruction and dance had become high-pitched and sharp, as if countless evil spirits were screaming!

The light of ignorance, illusion and obsession burst out and shot straight at the monster's head!
The monster still did not dodge or evade, and was not even moved at all. It even nodded slightly as if it was going to collide head-on with the Three Obsession Lights with its forehead!
Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and the condensed light of the three obsessions was about to hit the monster's smooth and dark forehead.

The next moment, the smooth forehead that seemed to be covered with thin armor suddenly cracked.

The crack was as straight as a sharp blade, and there was no flesh or bone to be seen behind the armor plate...only endless deep darkness.

The darkness between his forehead seemed both still and moving, as if it was wriggling and rotating.

It was an eyeball that was completely black.

"Miss Mary, why are you so excited?"

Watson's eyes expanded and shrank, as if swallowing something, eliminating the light of ignorance, illusion and obsession.

Then he raised his hand and slapped the female dancer on the top of her head.

Confusion and drowsiness buzzed in Mary's head.

………………

I don't know how much time has passed. In this bloody desert, time seems to have frozen and stopped.

The bright blood-red sun always hung high on the peak of the distant sand dune as steep as a sword blade, as if it had really been pierced by the sharp sand dune and was firmly fixed in the sky and refused to fall.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the golden yellow sand seemed to be stained with the disturbing color of blood.

There were clearly no wind or waves, but the reddish yellow sand was flowing slowly, flowing around the skeletons that had been dead for thousands of years... It was as if the reddish sand was the weathered flesh and blood that flowed down from the battles between giant monsters in the past.

Even though an unknown amount of time has passed.

These pieces of flesh and blood that have weathered into sand are still circling around their owner...as if they are waiting for the day when the giant beast's skeleton will be revived.

Looking forward to the day when we can rise up and fight again!
But in fact, these giant skeletons that seem to have been dead for a long time... are indeed still "alive".

Even though it has been "dead" for thousands of years, the ideas of fighting and conquest are still deeply engraved in the bones of the giant beast.

Whenever a living being approaches, the fresh smell of blood on them can immediately awaken those long-sleeping "real warriors"!
Just like at this moment, the woman wearing only a thin leather shirt and the man covered with armor plates set foot on this sacred and bloody land.

Not only did they not speak out the ban left by the general, they also wantonly trampled on the bones of the warriors and insulted their former glory!!!

The blood sand flowed and clung to the ancient bones. The wet sand rolled up the scattered bones and gathered them together piece by piece, forming a ten-foot-tall monster with a lion's head and a human body!

The flowing wet blood sand gradually became hard and thick, attaching to the skeleton of the half-lion, half-human monster, forming a muscle-like texture.

"Intruders... Kill them all!!!"

The revived half-lion, half-human monster let out a silent roar towards the sky!

Reaching out to grab the ground, the sand and gravel flowed again and gathered into the monster's hand, turning into a sharp spear fifteen feet long. The tip of the spear shone with a sharp and cold light as sticky as blood!

The man in the black remnant armor suddenly jumped up from the ground, dodging a spear wielded by another half-lion, half-human skeleton. He turned sideways in the air and kicked the opponent in the chest.

As blood and sand splashed, the deformed seven-toed armored foot hit the half-lion, half-human monster right in the center of its ribs.

Crack! A slight crack appeared and then spread to the surrounding bones at lightning speed!
In less than three seconds, dense cracks covered the skeleton of the half-lion, half-human monster. With a crisp snap, the warrior who had finally woken up after sleeping for thousands of years was reduced to powder on the ground.

The grayish-white bone fragments mixed with the bright red sand were like red gold sand mixed with dull silver fragments.

Mary stood quietly by and watched the fight. Her mind was still a little unclear and she was recalling the conversation she had just had with Watson.

"After I started the ritual of the Shadowless Kings' Tomb, a vortex-shaped gate appeared in the sky and began to greedily devour and absorb the surrounding matter and energy... I do remember this part."

"But I can't remember what happened next..."

"According to what you said, Mr. Watson... the entire ceremony went out of control. The ceremony madly absorbed my power of enlightenment, and my phase of enlightenment also went out of control."

"Not only did I create cracks all over my body, I also frantically exerted the influence of enlightenment on everything around me, trying to dismantle everything around me."

"Just then, the ancient lion attacked. Mr. Watson, you managed to delay until the entrance of the royal mausoleum was open enough for you and me to enter. Then you forcibly tied me up and rushed into the gate of the Shadowless Royal Mausoleum..."

“And then we arrived in this desert?”

Watson nodded slightly: "Yes, that's right."

"But, Mr. Watson, you still haven't told me...why did my moth phase disappear?!"

(End of this chapter)