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Chapter 1249 1247. If you really don't understand the way of nature, I know a little bit about martial arts
"The power of filth is spreading. This tower that seals the Black Holy Grail is transferring from the dream world to reality. Once it completely enters the material world, the dream seal will become ineffective. At that time, the filth carried by the Holy Grail will be uncontrollable."

On the nightmare platform of the Deadwood Tower, the watcher's blade shone like a torch, constantly cutting off the filth and mud pouring in from all around. Ms. Natalie used her skilled martial arts to cut off the materialized pollution, and at the same time, like an NPC in a group battle, she shouted loudly to the players around her who were fighting fiercely:
"We must consume it as much as possible and destroy it if possible."

"boom"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire exploded at the rotten altar in front.

It looked like a huge amount of explosives detonated at close range. Brigadier General Fraser, who launched the attack, flew out from the jumping fire. He rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment and jumped up to wipe the black ash off his face.

However, the black holy grail on the rotten altar in front took the almost zero-distance explosion of burning gold without any damage. It was obvious that there was some power higher than reality protecting this filthy thing.

"No, there is no way to destroy it before that protective force is withdrawn."

The very fierce brigadier sighed and said:
"It's even difficult to get close. That damn thing seems to be directly connected to the subspace. If you get close, your mind will be disturbed. My symbiotes will tremble when they get close. I suspect this thing is very likely related to Dagon.

At least this dream is definitely related to the evil god."

"use this!"

Amber, wearing an exoskeleton, rushed over and handed Fraser the Grey Knight Sacred Blade Arbiter that had been broken before the battle began. She said:
"Your symbiotic being can allow you to withstand mental destruction. Only if you can get close to it without being affected, use it to stab that dangerous thing a few times, even if it can cause a little more effective damage."

"No! No, the problem now is the source!"

Cheche, a player psychic who has been dealing with filthy forces for a long time, also put forward constructive suggestions.

This guy held a high-speed rotating blood psychic aggregate in one hand, and threw it around like he was holding two scarlet Rasengans. When it landed, it caused a corrosive explosion of blood psychic energy to support his brothers in their battles everywhere.

He took the time to fly over to the NPC and shouted:
"Based on the content of the Thirty-three Chapters on Chaos compiled by Grand Duke Hathor, I can basically determine that this Black Holy Grail is just a relay point for some kind of supernatural symbolic power in the material world. Even if you destroy the Holy Grail, it will not change the fixed mapping relationship between the two. On the contrary, it may cause the supernatural filth to erupt more violently in an uncontrolled manner.

Right now, the tower has not yet completely entered the material world, which means that Ms. Gasper’s dream seal is still useful and it is not the most despairing time yet!
The most important thing now is to figure out what the 'opposite' of this Black Holy Grail is connected to!
The connection between the two must be severed immediately to avoid more extreme consequences after destroying it."

"Fuck! Cheche, when did you know so much?"

The giant shark, who had just madly killed several Chaos monsters, was in high spirits when he heard Che Che's remarks. He was stunned and exclaimed:

"Did you get a doctorate in psychic powers in the game without our knowledge? You're full of jingles. You need to take the postgraduate entrance exam!"

"Bullshit, everyone is making progress, right? Who are you looking down on?"

Che Che made seals quickly with his hands with an unhappy look on his face. In fact, he was using the "secret technique" of the Midnight Faction developed by the eldest lady to release psychic spells on a larger scale.

As he formed seals at high speed as if speaking Braille, a stream of scarlet light swirled and gathered into a dragon-shaped monster, and with a "deep breath" gesture, it spewed spiritual energy towards the entire platform that was covered with filth and monsters.

Just from this move, we can judge that the once funny Che Che has now become a very qualified turret mage. However, this guy specializes in midnight energy-shaping spells, which makes his endurance a bit poor. After releasing a few big moves, he fell into psychic energy exhaustion. Fortunately, Che Che is still a part-time magic swordsman. Without psychic energy, he simply drew out his cool one-handed chainsword and rushed forward to chop monsters with the giant shark.

This is how he fights, using the vampire's blood-sucking and energy-recovering talent to accumulate a wave of psychic energy and then use a big move.

While fighting, he shouted to the NPCs:
"Remember what I just said, find out what's on the other side first! This is really important. Wait, I feel the movement of psychic energy, the space is tearing, something is coming!
fast!
Brothers in the middle of the platform, get out of the way!

The Star Dimension Slash is coming!"

Almost just a few seconds after Cheche sounded the warning, a flash of dark lightning suddenly tore through the sky above that filthy nightmare realm.

The light of the Zhenru Dimension Slash was splashed, shattering this nightmare realm in an instant. Then, amid Che Che's surprised screams, the half-ling psychic master Little Bach Granny, who had met him several times before, and several other human psychic masters made a strong appearance.

These serious "violent mages" started with standard elemental reactions. A blizzard swept across the field, followed by three consecutive flame strikes. The ice was melted into water by the flames and under the control of Grandma Bach's lightning storm, an entire platform of filthy monsters were pulled into electric shock and paralysis.

Finally, a Songhai spellcaster wearing a psionicist robe raised a holy staff and praised the sun.

The next moment, the burning power of purification spread out in all directions like the arrival of dawn, freeing the players and NPCs from being surrounded by filth against the backdrop of dancing ashes.

"We are here under the order of King Louis to support the battle on Gramo Island! Don't panic, warriors of Transia. Lord Sim, the leader of the Ring Tower, has entered the depths of the dream to support your companions and rescue Ms. Casper."

Mother-in-law Bach cried out:

"Everyone, hold on here! The outer positions are also supported by our psychic pioneers. The disaster on Gramo Island today must not spread to the outside world!"

"Mother-in-law, you guys came just in time. Look, it has entered the second stage immediately."

Che Che flew to little Grandma Bach with a licking face and flattered her. As a very outstanding psychic representative among the players, Che Che always attached great importance to the personal friendship with the NPC psychic masters. Little Grandma Bach also smiled at him, and then whispered a few words to let Che Che temporarily act as her assistant to help her cast spells to give the players on the scene more powerful enhanced states.

But just as Che Che said, perhaps it sensed the escalating power of the battle in the inner arena, the incarnation of the evil creature gathered by the Black Holy Grail in front of it roared to the sky, causing more black mud-like filth to gather and form around it.

This time it's even more exaggerated.

The weird black muds that could change their appearance at will like slimes shaped themselves into the appearance of the Son of Dagon and various crazy sea beasts. They started with an even more exaggerated lightning storm that swept towards the players, beating a group of melee fighters to tears.

"Mother-in-law, what on earth does this guy have to do with Dagon?"

Cheche asked:

"I am not very experienced and cannot see through this. Please help me. Isn't it that the Holy Grail of Avalon has been contaminated by the Father of Fish? Isn't this a standard NTR plot?"

"Obviously, I don't understand your otherworldly metaphor, but it's not entirely clear that the two are related."

Little Bach's mother-in-law shook her head.

She swung her iconic half-ponytail, raised her mechanical staff, and smashed two sun flames forward. Amid the scorching light, the psychic master narrowed her eyes and looked at the black holy grail on the decayed altar.

She used her precision as a master manipulator to continuously cut off those traces of filthy psychic energy, causing those strange filth to collapse like a sand castle hit by the tide, and then explained in a low voice:
"This nightmare realm covering Gramaw Island was indeed created by Dagon, but the corruption of the Holy Grail has nothing to do with the Fish Father. The evil god must be eager to obtain such filthy power to pollute the material world, but due to the strict defense of Ms. Casper and the undead on the island, the God of Fishmen has not yet succeeded.

This thing is connected to another kind of power in the astral world.

It is indeed related to Avalon!

I can even feel a hint of pain and lost despair hidden in these filthy forces, the result of natural distortion. This must be when the desperate defenders prayed for power from something when Gramois Island fell eight years ago.

The latter responded to them generously, but it was not the salvation they wanted.

Perhaps Ms. Gasper, who is trapped in the nightmare maze, knows more truth and answers."

At the same time, in a maze deeper in this dreamland intertwined with reality, Brother Fu and his summoned creatures were trapped in the deepest area of ​​the maze filled with filthy power.

This "dream within a dream" scene is extremely horrifying.

It is not composed of ordinary walls or energy barriers, but rather nodes composed of wooden stakes entangled with black pollution.

Each wooden stake is bound with a wailing soul wearing an old religious robe. It is like a cult scene that is difficult to describe. When Xiao Fu Ge walks through the maze, the trapped souls will scream loudly to scare him.

This hellhole was full of hostility and malice, and what was even worse was that it was not a maze built on a plane, but a cage that was strangely shaped in three-dimensional space. This meant that all methods used to crack the maze were ineffective here.

Brother Xiao Fu was covered in wounds, with more than a dozen negative statuses displayed on his character panel. He was almost exhausted from killing his way here.

Fortunately, he was an excellent star summoner and had a group of summoned creatures to help fight. However, he was very lucky and almost never took any detours along the way. He easily saw through the misleading information of various filthy things and arrived at the place where Ms. Gasper was trapped in the shortest time.

It was not until he met Ms. Gasper that Little Fu Ge realized why the elf druid, that is, the cyber ghost, had to find him to be the "contact person".

"You cunning fellow!"

Brother Xiaofu scolded the elven druid girl in front of him, whose body was entangled by the black filthy power and was tied to the ground in a very 18+ posture:

"You know I have Dahei as my summon, and you know that only I can come to you by relying on the Minotaur's natural sensitivity to the maze and not taking the wrong path. I thought I was so special."

"You are all special, Warriors, and I am not lying to you about that."

Trapped in a nightmare for eight years, Ms. Casper, who was very thin but still had her charm, said weakly:
"You can call me a cunning person if you want, but can you rescue me first? The Black Grail is fighting back, and it wants to bury us all. Since you are here, give me a hand."

"whispering sound"

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Little Fu Ge walked forward unhappily and grabbed the arm of the long-haired druid, trying to tear off the filthy thorns that were entangled and pierced into her flesh and blood.

But it's hard to do.

These black vines, which did not resemble entities at all, almost cut into Ms. Casper's flesh. Just from the horrific wounds, one could tell what kind of life this lady had lived in the past eight years. But just as Little Rich drew out his weapon to cut those thorns, the summoned creatures behind him issued a low warning.

The scorpion lion made a pounce motion, and the minotaur war spirit grabbed the underworld battle axe picked up in the desert.

In front of the two generals Heng and Ha was a continuously rolling black mud. Its sticky appearance like petroleum alone was enough to make people feel extremely uncomfortable. Even though it was a dream, this thing was still filled with a stench that irritated the mind.

"How did you seal the Black Holy Grail back then?"

Little Fu asked nervously and surprised:
"The giant shark told me that the Black Holy Grail is as dangerous as an evil god, but you are just an ordinary golden druid, right?"

"Huh? Is it a weird Transian tradition to describe a Golden One as 'ordinary'?"

Ms. Casper was still in the mood to joke. After Little Fu Ge cut the thorns on her right hand, the weak elf half of her body lay on Little Fu Ge's shoulder. She closed her eyes and gasped weakly, then whispered in Little Fu Ge's ear:
“But you’re right to be skeptical.

It was indeed impossible for me and my followers to restrain and seal the Black Holy Grail which was close to erupting at that time. The truth is that I used the power of the Fish Father who was determined to obtain the Black Holy Grail, and relied on the nightmare inflicted by Dagon on the ruins of Gramore Island to weave this seal.

Therefore, the principle of this place is actually an internal struggle between two evils, and I only played a very small and insignificant role in it.

I can only say that I am not only brave but also lucky.

Be careful!

Here they come, hiding behind me!"

The moment Little Fu Ge cut the thorns on Casper's left hand, he was protected behind by the Archdruid.

As soon as the weak lady escaped from the restraints, she followed the two summoned beasts with her bare hands to fight against the filthy thing. Under the wide-eyed gaze of Little Rich, the archdruid who had been trapped for eight years neither turned into a bear nor a tiger, but simply called on the power of nature to wrap thorns around his fists, and then launched a series of smooth and powerful punches from the Four Symbols Sect, which blew up several clumps of mud before he was pushed back a few steps.

"Fuck! How come you are so good at fighting?"

Little Fu Ge screamed like a chicken being slaughtered. Casper, who was beaten back, turned around and was about to smile, but she spat out blood first. She wiped the corner of her mouth and said weakly:

"What? Haven't you seen an elven archdruid who is also a legendary monk? Well, you've seen one today."

"boom"

At this critical moment, a stellar lightning shot accurately from the outside of the maze, and when it landed, it turned into a dense lightning-like mental storm that swept across the passage. While Xiao Fu Ge held his head and felt his mind was about to be crushed in pain, the strange and terrifying power easily defeated all the filthy things that followed.

Amidst this awesome movement, Sim, the undead holding a bone staff and wearing a mask, slowly walked into the nightmare maze. This renowned psychic master did not waste any time. He glanced at Ms. Casper who was being helped up by Little Rich, and said seriously:

"Tell me! Druid, er, monk! Do you know where the unholy power of the Black Grail comes from?"

"Of course, I know."

Seeing this big guy appear, Casper breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"That's why I came to Gramay Island. When the island was destroyed in the war, I felt the horror of the God of Nature. After I arrived here, I found that the last group of fanatics of the old religion prayed for power from someone who absolutely should not be prayed to in order to keep their holy land.

Aphidashiel, the dead astral tree.
The Black Holy Grail completed a symbolic binding with it, symbolizing the tragic power of the demise of the astral world and entered the material world in such a destructive manner.

This is not Chaos, sir.

It just looks similar, but in fact it is two different things from chaos.

This is the agony of a plane dying, symbolizing the tragedy of the Astral Plane being consumed by the Warp.

If we want to destroy the Black Holy Grail, we must destroy the giant tree in the astral world, but that is something we cannot do. Please take me out of the dream, and I will pray to the Mother of the Forest for strength, and God will come here to solve this problem. "

"Ahem, two mistakes."

Little Fu, who was supporting Casper, whispered:

"First, the Forest Mother is gone, and now is the time for the Oak Father to rule. Second, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it.
Mr. Murphy!

Did you hear that? Come and help me! "
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"The God's Scepter System's hyper-dimensional targeting has been deployed! The target is locked on: the Broken Star Realm Death Tree, Afidasil's main body. The launch countdown is three minutes."

In front of the launch pad of the Origin Pioneer, Murphy looked at the God's Scepter that had been activated in front of him and glanced at the forward position calculation on his computing orb.

He was still about two hours' sailing distance from Gramo Island, but it didn't matter. Since the culprit had been identified, all he had to do next was to carry out a super-precise killing strike.

But before launching, Murphy had one last question.

He raised his head, looked at the invisible thing above his head, and asked:

"Can you give me an explanation?"

"This is not something I planned, Mr. Murphy."

The helpless voice of the Oak Father then sounded, and He explained:

"My body died when the Astral Realm was shattered, and my symbolic connection to the Afidasil tree was suppressed to a minimum after the Frontier Pact was completed. Perhaps my dead body has its own plans.
Anyway, please help it rest in peace."

(End of this chapter)