Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Ancient evil spirits, weird gadgets living deep in the sea without light.

Few people have really seen them. Those with bad luck who face the life of the ancient evil spirits are either dead or crazy. They have no chance to spread the legends of the ancient evil spirits.

But what is certain is that these things are dangerous.

When Merlin helped Liana get rid of the "ghost father" Belacos, he had seen the scene of the ancient evil spirits crossing the dimension into hell.

It’s really very, very uncomfortable that one’s mind collapses with just a glance, and the madness is almost uncomfortable. Even the current Raven Lord, he is not willing to come again.

The ancient evil spirits are not evil in nature, they are not related to evil, they are just chaos.

What is chaos?

Disorder is chaos, and the absolute opposition of order.

The other side of order is not evil or darkness, but pure "nothing"!

The ancient evil spirits have no body in the conventional sense, and they are the ultimate manifestation of chaos. When looking directly at them, wisdom will encounter extreme challenges.

If you don’t have enough knowledge and knowledge to understand the existence of the ancient gods with your own consciousness, then the power of nothingness will engulf you, disturb you, and transform you into the same form.

Your will will collapse, you will go crazy.

But if you have enough knowledge, or the brain hole is large enough to understand the existence of the ancient evil spirits in your own way, then you can barely retain your reason, and barely escape one in that gaze. Life.

Understanding, accepting, and adapting are the only criteria for deciding whether life can survive in the face of ancient evil spirits.

This has nothing to do with strength.

This conceptual level of evil is the enemy of all orders. They rely on instinctive actions. Once they cross the dimension and enter the real world, they will trigger a large-scale chaos infection.

Just like this ghost world.

The blood and flesh eroded by chaos formed the body of the ancient evil spirits in the material world, and in the process of craving to engulf the world, through the countless lives engulfed by this world, the original unconscious evil spirits also got a personalized consciousness.

That is "it".

All malicious manifestations of this world.

Now, in anticipation of the coming of the crisis, and those cursed flesh servants who rely on themselves can't stop Dum at all, it is also in danger, coercing Wanda and helping it widen the road to the sea of ​​no light.

This will allow more evil spirits to appear in this world.

This means that it wants to share this world that is about to be completely engulfed with other evil spirits.

This is not a good deal.

But the arrival of those evil spirits will make it survive the ending destroyed by these **** outsiders.

Its will will not overwhelm the spirits of these outsiders, but if it is combined with the help of other evil spirits, it will be enough.

Above the sky, the invasion of great evil spirits brought extremely terrifying results.

The ebony throat beaten by Dumm made a scream, the powerful alien covered his **** head and screamed like a chicken.

In this area of ​​concern, the concentration of chaotic forces is increasing rapidly.

It's like a large-scale will detection magic was thrown here, all creatures here must be forced to accept the will detection from the evil spirits of the world and the world.

It's like facing a super high-intensity aura of fear. Once the will test fails, the spirit will be terrified.

"Wow"

In the air beside Dum, there were purple sparks beating naked.

That was the spiritual magic he had imposed on himself, colliding with the energy caused by the constant scour of chaotic will.

As strong as Dum, at this moment also fell into a war of will.

He shook back, and in front of his eyes, the floating magic composed various strange images, like countless people singing in his ears, but it was a noisy voice.

Those sneaky whispers.

The more you want to hear clearly, the more you cannot hear clearly.

And the dawn that should have arrived, under the influence of the pale, blue, and dark red light clusters in the sky, was also pushed back into the night again.

Those evil spirits who do not have a fixed body willfully spread their power into this desperate world.

Between the repeated twists and turns of the glow, the entire night sky was dyed into a strange lilac, and even the hazy moon became a very strange purple moon arc.

The beach is not the only one affected.

In the depths of this sprawling mountain range, outside the shelter where the gate had been opened, the witch Hermione stared dumbstruckly at the change of the sky, and she was not affected by chaos.

Because of her heroic spirit, the order arbiter, Joan of Arc, was leaning on the holy flag and using a white mask to protect the land.

Jeanne d'Arc is the legendary saint, who was reborn on the battlefield in the spirit of a hero.

She wore silver armor and a battle skirt, dressed in a blue, broad cloak embroidered with a cross badge, a black sheath and a white blade on her waist, and a metal headdress of M outfit on her head.

She is a silent girl. She looks strangely similar to Altria, but her personality is very different.

But at this time, the silent girl held the double-triangle-shaped battle flag sniffing the golden holy symbol in her left hand, and her right hand rested on the hilt of her waist. A white, warm light rose from the hunting flag She was shielded over her and the shelter behind her.

His blond hair was swaying in the chaotic wind, and his blue eyes were full of firmness and pity.

She was like a stone statue of a guard, blocked by those ragged clothes, who had already been beaten by despair, and could only hope for hope.

The witch Hermione stood beside Jeanne, as well as Shazan and Strange who had just been picked up.

They stood within the enchantment of the holy white, staring blankly at the sky that had become desperate purple.

The eerie moon arc hangs high above the sky, and there is a red beam of light that pierces the sky, as if to symbolize the end of the world.

"Something must have happened there..."

Hermione stared worriedly at the red beams under the night. She said to Strange and Shazan:

"That's the magic of Wanda, but she is opening the door to enter the realm for evil spirits. Wanda is likely to be controlled, or even worse, she is probably out of control."

"I went to see."

Shazan clenched his fists. He looked back at the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground praying behind him. The life that had not yet been infested by chaos, a flash of intolerance flashed in his eyes.

The young man blessed with divine power was about to step out of the enchantment, but he was blocked by the war flag waved by the heroes.

The Holy Spirit, who was surrounded by white Holy Light, said coldly:

"Don't go out! This kind of filth will infect your divine body, you have insufficient control over the power of the self, and the power in your body cannot protect you yet."

"Then we just look at it that way?"

Shazan refuted:

"Wit witnessing the end of the world?"

"No, we stick to this."

Jeanne glanced back at Shazan, who was not angry, she said in a low, but calming tone, softly:

"Here is hope."

"boom"

The great evil spirits have entered the world at a faster pace, and the chaotic erosion imposed on the world has reached a higher level.

In the shrill sound of broken glass, Strange looked up, the outer layer of the orderly enchantment supported by Jeanne, the white light was like a rush of running water, and it was quickly dimming.

"Master! I'm going to launch a higher level of enchantment."

Jeanne also changed her face. She looked back at Hermione. She said:

"But if I want to make a decision to protect this place, I will inject all the magic power into this place to form a fixed enchantment, unable to move, so I can no longer fight for you..."

Hermione hesitated.

She glanced back behind her, where a little girl about the same age as her daughter Rose was clutching the corner of her skirt.

Unlike her little princess, this poor little girl's clothes did not cover her body, and her face became thinner due to prolonged hunger and panic, which highlighted her big eyes.

The eyes were full of despair and fear, like a distressing kitten.

Hermione pursed her lips, she squatted down, took a candy for her daughter from her pocket, put it in the girl's hand, and then touched the girl's yellow hair.

The hundreds of normal children in this shelter are probably the last normal life in the world.

They are the last hope left in this world.

"It's enough to have Altria, Skaha, and Brunhild. Jeanne, I know you don't like to fight, then, guard it."

"We are here not only to bring disaster to this world, we can also protect these hopes."

Hermione took a breath, and she said to Jeanne without looking back:

"I probably understand by now that my brother sent me to this battlefield... opening the enchantment! Joan, I command you as the lord, you must protect these lives before the battle ends..."

"As you protect me."

Behind the witch, a gleam of warm light flashed in the blue eyes of the Holy Spirit. The smile of her mouth, which had always been unsmiling, bent a smile, but it was fleeting.

In the haze that had become dim, Jeanne turned back, she lifted the holy white battle flag in her hand, and between the waving of her wrist, the elegant white sword in her waist was pulled out of the black scabbard.

Between the sounds of the blade, the white battle flag fluttered in the wind.

Jeanne looked up, looking directly at the purple evil sky, against the background of the moon's arc.

The virgin waved her long sword, and her solemn voice declared as hope, at this moment the white halo that followed the sky, echoed in this dark mountain range.

"Lemal, reculez! (evil retreats!)"

"MonSeigneurestlà! (My Lord is here!)"

"boom"

The already weak white streamer is like a volcanic eruption, and the enchantment of the inherent order shines like a star, turning into a substantial shield, standing in the dark mountains.

Let the power of chaos crazily crash, and the heavy shield that guards hope will never back away!

"This power..."

In a stunned manner, Strange looked at the protection that the Joan of Arc supported with her own strength. He looked back at the witch Hermione, who stroked the little girl's hair and wore a long sword.

Sha Zan beside the wild mage was even more straightforward, he yelled and said:

"You... you are actually the strongest of all the contestants, right?"

"It's hard to say."

Hermione flicked her hair. She blinked at Strange and Shazan. She said:

"Your Excellency Dum can kill me easily, but there are still three holy spirits like Joan of Arc...so, as long as Dum does not grab the body, you say..."

"It's not wrong."

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"wake..."

"Must wake her up..."

At the intersection of the beach and the mountains, Dumm struggled to fly in a purple halo.

There is no hero who is focused on guarding around him to help him share the pressure. He completely destroys the will of the big evil spirits with strong magic power and steel-like will.

Dum did not spend time thinking about how to deal with those evil spirits, he was flying towards Wanda out of control.

The Scarlet Witch must be awakened to prevent her from continuing to widen the door to the outside world.

That energy cube may be able to reinvent the evil spirits in this world, but if you add a few more evil spirits to come in, you don't have to fight this battle, just admit defeat.

Wanda's own chaotic magic can make her survive in the chaotic world, but others can't.

That is to say, once the great evil spirits form a group to enter this world, the battle will be divided, and Wanda will become the final winner, but such victory will inevitably be rejected by everyone.

It is estimated that even the Scarlet Witch herself does not want to win this way.

"then!"

Just as Durm was flying hard in the direction of Wanda, a golden portal opened beside him.

With a swollen nose and a swollen face, Modo, like a pig's head, threw the scepter in his hand to Dum, and he looked at Dum with a complicated look.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"You help me once, I give you back again! The heritage of the Holy Land is not weak, you can't slander it anymore!"

"We are clear, now...go stop her!"

After talking, Modu turned and jumped into the closed portal.

The situation is very bad at the moment, but it is not unbearable for the inheritance of Kama Taj. Only a single-dimensional mirror image is needed, and Modu can avoid the invasion of chaotic will.

But once the great evil spirit really enters this world, causing the concentration of chaos to rise to the point of killing enough, then the dimensional mirror image cannot protect him.

Helping Dum is actually helping himself.

Dum did not refuse this help, he buckled the scepter of the soul and injected magic into it.

The golden streamer flashed on his body surface, and the blessing of the mind protection made Dum suddenly relaxed, making him fly faster, like an arc, rushing into the eyes of the dark red energy storm.

He saw the runaway scarlet witch, and Wanda's eyes were already chaotic.

The poor girl could not be awakened by conventional methods.

Dum glanced at the soul scepter in his hand, and at the distorted look of Wanda. If there is a mind scepter in hand, Dum himself can save chaos from shocking, and his strength will definitely expand to one. Terrible degree.

But at the next moment, Dum didn't hesitate at all. His fingers dived into the staff, tearing off the crystal wrapped in the soul gem.

Between the five fingers together, the outer crystal was crushed, and a golden rough stone was suspended in front of Dumm.

"boom"

In a slap like a slap, Wanda's cheek was deflected outwards, and the heavy magic attached to her slap also made her strange eyes shake a little.

At this moment, under the push of Dum's fingers, the golden infinite original stone is like the red dot on the forehead of the beauty makeup...

Dum was pressed on Wanda's forehead.

Thus, the golden light was lit.

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