Lord of the Mysteries

A battlefield near Rumberg's capital.

Balls of condensed crimson fireballs, led by a flame-throwing gun, passed over a place full of corpses, weapons, blood, and smoke, and fell to an area with simple fortifications, creating a blast of explosions.

Watching the smoke rising and the flames permeating, Anderson patted the dust on his hand and smiled sideways at the deputy next to him:

"I don't know how long it will last ... What do you want to stay? I can help write a suicide note."

He wished to see the angry look of the "soldier" around them, their ideas were so consistent.

However, the "soldiers" did not take action, their eyes settled one after another, and they moved to other places.

"It didn't respond to my provocation," Anderson raised his eyebrows. "This shows that you are planning a conspiracy."

Without waiting for the lieutenants and "soldiers" to respond, the hunter smiled and continued:

"Are you planning to surrender, right? You want to protect your loved ones and friends?"

Seeing a glance over his eyes, Anderson snorted and shook his head:

"It ’s not too long since you became extraordinary people, that is, by the outbreak of war, you can harvest the potion master material from your enemies in order to become successively a" hunter ", a" provider ", and a" arsonist ". , Still too immature.

"I'm curious, why don't you try to persuade me to surrender together? I don't think how firm I usually behave, and I'm not a believer in the" God of knowledge and wisdom. "

With that said, Anderson glanced thoughtfully at his lieutenant:

"Is the senior officials on the opposite side completely irritated by me and giving orders not to accept my surrender?"

The assistant officer was silent for a few seconds and said:

"You all know, why bother asking?"

Brushing the ground, the nearby soldiers raised their right hands and aimed at Anderson with their palms. They seemed very tacit.

"If I don't ask, how can I be sure that everyone thinks the same?" Anderson laughed without panic.

He touched his belly with his left hand and inserted his pocket into his right palm, wondering what he was trying to find.

At this time, the round of high-altitude sun suddenly expanded and became extremely huge, and the fiery golden sunlight shone on Anderson and others who could not open their eyes at all, and it was difficult to turn the extra thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, an illusive tall tower stood out, and each layer of it consisted of thick books. Each book had a brass-colored eye. The higher it went, the deeper and darker it became. Full of madness, destruction, ominousness, disaster and so on.

This tower stretches into the sky, as if encircling the entire world into itself, including the huge sun.

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Beckland, luxury villa in Odella's house.

All blood races in this metropolis have gathered here in preparation for the results of the upcoming war.

Emlin White, who became the earl, stood with his hands in his pockets, standing by the window, basking in the light of twilight and night, watching the tribe discuss the current affairs with anxiety.

Suddenly, he was inspired and turned his eyes out of the window.

In the garden, clumps of withered weeds were re-stained with turquoise green, growing rapidly, and it was not long before one person was tall.

Elsewhere in the city, part of the sidewalk trees that had not been affected by the previous bombing, madly absorbing nutrients from unknown sources, soared from one section to another, and soon grew to dozens of meters in height, with thick branches and leaves like umbrellas.

The giant trees were connected to each other, partially obscuring Bakerland's sky.

Many buildings have been crowded as a result, or have been entangled with leaves and vines, and seem to have been abandoned for decades or hundreds of years.

In just seven or eight seconds, many places in Bakerland have become virgin forests.

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After crossing the open door and entering the gloom inside the Giant King's residence, Klein immediately noticed the "silver knight" mystician in front of him, the "star wand" of his right hand, and the "creeping hunger" of his left palm.

There has been no change for the time being, and the corresponding "spiritual line" has not shown signs of degradation.

After confirming the situation in this regard, Klein turned his attention to the surroundings and examined the environment.

This place is submerged in richness like the essence of darkness. Nothing can be seen beyond five meters, and the ground is solidified with dusk-like gray and white stone bricks.

After thinking about it, Klein, with his mouth turned up, poked his hand into the void, grabbed it, and tried to summon an angel in it.

The next second, he laughed, because he lost his clear sense of the fog of history.

This is why the historical pore image he previously summoned lost contact after entering this area.

Laughing and smiling, Klein turned suddenly and walked to the place where he had come in before.

"Well, Mr. Sparo, what are you going to do?" Asked Derek, who was also examining what restrictions he was subject to.

Klein answered with a smile:

"It's not the right time to explore here, I plan to come back later."

"You plan to summon a sequence of 4 levels of historical projections. Will there be corruption and betrayal when you bring it in?" Colin Iliad said thoughtfully.

Klein spread his left palm:

"No one is allowed to go in when they come in, and they cannot go in again when they go out."

Although the words of Mr. "World" seem a little weird in this scenario, Derek still thinks it makes sense, because Silver City does the same when exploring the surrounding area. Through repeated attempts, information and details were gradually accumulated, and the problem was finally solved.

Rovia did not speak or object, and in her opinion, it was a good thing to be able to do more preparation.

In the exploration of the future of Silver City, we must not be impatient.

Taking a few steps back, Klein suddenly stopped and laughed:

"It looks like the host here doesn't want us to leave."

The little shimmer at the gate had been swallowed up by the deep gloom and disappeared.

Colin Iliad looked around:

"You can only move forward."

Seeing the chief and Mr. "World" turning at the same time, Derek took a breath, raised his left hand, and let it bloom with a golden halo, which illuminated the gloom around.

The giant pillars that could not see the top one by one, and which five or six people could not embrace, were partially exposed, partly outlined, and partly hidden in the depths.

Derrick looks back, ready to move forward with Mr. World and the chief.

Just then, in the corner of his eyes, he could not see another familiar figure.

Derrick's pupil suddenly dilated, and then, not too quickly, turned his head to look for Elder Lorvia, who was still standing next to him.

The demigod who believes in the "Real Creator" is gone! Silent and gone!

Derek's anomaly was noticed by Klein and Colin Iliad, and at the same time he turned his eyes to that place, and found that Lovia, wearing a purple robe, disappeared without any movement, as if it had evaporated from nothing.

With the spiritual intuition of the "Fortuneteller" and the ability of the "Demon Hunter" to detect the environment, within a few meters of distance, he failed to know when Lovaya was missing and in what way.

The arc of the upturned corner of Klein's mouth became a little bigger, and he turned his thoughts without hesitation, allowing the spirit body to enter the fog, and combined with the crimson phantom of the "Fool" position.

Immediately after, he set his sights on the crimson star symbolizing the "sun", hoping to find clues through "real vision".

However, everything was still obscured by the darkness, and nothing was displayed, just like Klein's prejudgment before entering the palace of the giant king.

Not much thought, Klein immediately returned to the real world.

That is, in these three or two second intervals, only Derek and the "Silver Knight" puppet were left beside him.

The Silver City chief in silver armor is gone too!

"What just happened?" Klein asked with a grin.

Derek glanced at him in a stunned, confused, and rather alarmed manner:

"Did you not see it?"

As soon as the words fell, the shadow under Derek suddenly came alive, and quickly extended upward, enveloping him and the sunlight he radiated.

When the shadow completely covered Derek, it merged with the surrounding darkness and never separated from each other.

Klein originally lifted up the black cane, trying to stop the mutation, but in the end, he did nothing and just looked at it with a smile on his face.

A few seconds later, in the deep gloom, he noticed that his body was turning black and light, as if being melted by the environment.

Klein didn't save himself either, his mouth turned up, his head twitched slightly.

After his figure completely disappeared, his vision changed instantly:

The gloom was gone, the gray stone bricks, the surrounding walls and huge pillars were clearly visible, cast a layer of thick and thin shadow;

Outside the window, there was no sun, no moon, and no stars, but a faint light poured into it, making the entire palace look gloomy, dim, and deserted;

At the deepest part of the palace, a very light shadow stood, like a curtain;

The previously-unseen lovya, colin eliat, and derrick stood not far away, carefully watching the environment as if they had come to another world.

"Unfortunately, my spouse can't get in." Klein raised the "Star Staff" in Yang's hands, and smiled and said to Derek and others.

His indifferent attitude and the calm and usual performance of the chief made Dariq quickly calm down his mood, no longer panic and panic.

Colin Iliad nodded slightly, was about to express his guess, and suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked at the deepest part of the palace.

Klein, Derek, and Lorvia made similar moves slightly in succession.

At the deepest part of the palace, the pale shadow disintegrated and disappeared, revealing the layers of steps belonging to the giant and the iron-black throne on the top of the steps.

On the throne, there was a man with dark hair and shoulders, slightly curled up. His eyes were covered with shadows, and his specific appearance was abnormally blurred, which made it difficult to see. The layers of false black wings falling down and covered behind him. For most of the body, the robe is based on dark black, wrapped with silver silk, intricately patterned, and gorgeous accessories hanging.

At this point, the man's left elbow rested on the armrest, his palms rested on his side, and he seemed to be sleeping.