Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 55 The Door of Knowledge and Shadow
  Byrne was shocked, and soon understood why the Sheriff's deputy was the only real person on the spiritual island.

He is neither the lord of the city nor necessarily the hero who protects the most people, but he has become the core of the intertwined emotions of all the lost lives.

It's obviously something that defies logic.

The final reason turned out to be that he was the betrayer. Byrne did not expect this at all, and Irene and Granny Nada also looked surprised.

"Hehe, hehehe, hehe."

The originally silver-white armor gradually turned into pitch-black vines, and the smiling face on the clown's mask squirmed, as if there were some kind of bugs squirming under the black iron, and a strange sound that sounded like a smile but not a smile came from his throat.

Binding spirit.

A relatively low-level type of mysterious existence, they are often transformed from the dead. They can retain the power of their lives, and on this basis, they have some extraordinary characteristics of the undead type.

Byrne suddenly figured out the cause and effect, couldn't help but sneer and said:

"It must be that the empire originally promised you, but then failed to fulfill its promise, so you finally discovered in pain and despair that you are just an extremely pathetic clown!"

He pulled out a flintlock gun from his waist and pointed it at the clown grimly.

"You are the most despicable traitor and the most pathetic clown. You will always have to apologize for the sins of the Siyat people two hundred years ago."

Byrne despises traitors, especially those who betray their relatives and friends. There is no doubt that they are scum that are extremely selfish.

"Ow!"

The clown who had transformed into a "spirit binding" roared and rushed forward. The knight who was originally only in the middle position of the origin, but now after transforming into a monster, his strength suddenly increased to the upper position of the origin, but he could no longer use the power of his bloodline.

Granny Nada had already crawled to the side and was mentally encouraging the brother and sister.

She murmured to herself: "Praise you, praise the great God, you, you, you always bless them to win!"

The Ghost Clown moved very fast, and the accuracy of the alchemical flintlock was worrying. Byrne could not ensure that his bullets would hit, so he did not fire immediately.

He suddenly pulled out his sword and fought with the ghost clown, displaying the extremely proficient swordsmanship in his memory. He slashed the ghost clown with great danger again and again, but his body was also caught several times.

Its claws were extremely sharp and carried a gloomy green light. Byrne soon felt dizzy and almost mentally unable to withstand the attack.

The conscious body in the spiritual world is not the real flesh and blood body in the real world. The consequences of any injury are ultimately reflected on the spiritual level.

The stronger the spirituality, the higher the damage the conscious body can withstand. There is no doubt that extraordinary people with sequence power have an advantage in the spiritual world.

Irene held up another alchemical flintlock gun, but did not fire at the side because the fighting distance between the two sides was too close and it was easy to be accidentally injured.

Relying on the effect of "deep memory" intensive training, Byrne's swordsmanship skills are already considered top-notch in the mortal realm.

Even if he is not a melee-type Sequence Extraordinary, his physical fitness is still much stronger than ordinary people.

However, Byrne has experienced very little actual combat, and his combat experience is still too little, at least far less than the original Lucius.

The ghost clown rushed over again and again, like a violent beast, completely losing his normal mind. Byrne, who was in trouble, suddenly recalled that he had fought a similar creature.

It was like a ferocious and wounded ape, attacking almost crazily, its sharp claws extremely intimidating.

He recalled how his father used to fight, and then looked at the injured location on his body, suddenly realizing.

The Ghost Clown suddenly approached, and Byrne subconsciously wanted to attack but quickly backed away.

No, you can't attack now. The distance isn't enough and the wound won't be deep enough.

My father said that those who learn to control distance and timing in battle are the real masters.

Distance, timing, distance, timing…

"Ow!"

The ghost clown roared and raised its head, suddenly jumped up and dived towards Byrne. After its feet left the ground, its body became difficult to dodge.

It's now! accelerate!
  Byrne's eyes flashed with blue light, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and he sprinted out at a faster speed in an instant!

He rushed forward suddenly, using an unpretentious forward thrust just like Lucius once did!
  "puff!"

The spirit-binding clown's leaping body was immediately pierced through the abdomen by the sword. He howled in pain, but his body was still lifted up by Byrne with powerful force.

Not far away, Eileen also prayed quietly to the great Lord of Loss.

"Great Lord of the Lost, please give me the power to bring destruction to the dead!" The black light mixed with the breath of destruction wrapped around the bullet. Erin took a deep breath, feeling strangely guided by the gods. Feel.

It is bound to hit because He has determined its destiny.

"boom!"

The bullets in the black light instantly drew a line of destruction, rushed towards the dead souls that had already passed away, and hit the ghost-binding clown directly on the head.

How great you are!

Erin showed a satisfied smile, and the deepest part of her heart seemed to be filled with fulfilling faith.

The wailing stopped in an instant, and Byrne exhausted all his strength and put down the ghost clown. The lowest mysterious existence gradually dissipated into a light blue spiritual light point, returning to the mysterious spiritual world.

"I had such a bizarre experience. The spiritual world is really weird."

Byrne sighed, feeling a vague sense of excitement deep in his heart. He felt that his actual combat experience had increased a lot.

The strength of extraordinary power is decisive in battle.

But actual combat experience will naturally play an extremely important role in battles of the same level.

Erin looked at the scattered spirits and silently thought in her heart to sacrifice them to the great Lord of the Lost, but nothing happened.

She felt pity and said calmly:

"We are now in the outermost circle of the spiritual world, the fourth circle. The spiritual world is divided into four circles. The closer we get to the spiritual islands inside, the more real and huge the historical gaps they project."

"It is said that if people suddenly enter the first core circle, they may never notice the difference between there and the real world."

Granny Nada suddenly pointed in the air and shouted.

"That's, what is that!"

Erin and Byrne also looked over quickly, and two completely different large whirlpools appeared in mid-air.

The purple swirl is intense and full, and the color extends outward from the core, gradually transitioning to a soft bright purple, as if it is emitting a shimmer.

As it continues to rotate and twist, it creates a wonderful and fascinating light and shadow, as if there are endless secrets hidden inside.

The other vortex was extremely dark.

It seems to be a meeting point of darkness, swallowing up all nearby light. It is rich and opaque, spinning in a rapid and irregular manner, and may lose control at any time.

The black vortex is like a dark painting, twisting, entwining and deforming, which can't help but remind people of the mysterious hidden power.

They are the spiritual doors.

Erin took a deep breath and finally reached the target, feeling uneasy deep down:

"They are the 'Gateway of Knowledge' and the 'Gateway of Shadows'. After choosing one, the other will disappear, so we can only enter one of them."

She was quite excited because after finding the Shadow Gate, the Fisher family would be able to continuously produce new controlled transcendent beings.

"Gate to knowledge?"

Byrne suddenly felt a strong curiosity deep in his heart, and the door of knowledge had a great attraction for him.

What was behind the door seemed to be the most important treasure, the closest family member, and he couldn't help but want to get in touch with it quickly.

"Eileen, what is behind the Door of Knowledge?"

He stared at the purple vortex and subconsciously took a half step, almost unable to look away.

"It is forbidden knowledge, and it may even be some extraordinary knowledge that does not exist in our world. It may not be useful, but knowing them will almost always cost you a permanent price."

Eileen noticed something was wrong with Byrne, and immediately walked up to him and put her hand on his shoulders, warning:

"Don't be seduced by knowledge. Let's just do what we want to do. Hurry through the shadow door and let Granny Nada take that potion!"

Byrne suddenly came back to his senses, nodded, took a deep breath, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The forbidden knowledge behind the vortex seemed to be alive, and it was tempting him just now!
  (End of this chapter)