The Night Adorer

On the deserted and dilapidated streets, there are collapsed wagon wrecks and strands of black flocs. With the breeze, they blend into the night of the same color, bleak and silent. This is the eternal melody of the city-state ruins.

Sulman went all the way to the goal along the street in memory.

Soon, in the darkness ahead of him, there was a towering, Gothic sharp style, mixed with the semi-circular arch style of Roman architecture. Two different and contradictory architectural styles have been blended into a strange asymmetric beauty.

Byron's college is very large, occupying almost half of the city center and including an artificial lake.

In previous lives, it has been developed several times by countless forces, but there are still precious things. Ancient relics from the second era have been excavated from inconspicuous corners. In other words, it is the secret collection center of the whole Yatu heritage city.

If there is a place with traces of night shadow lizards, it must be this place... It can only be here!

Sulman clenched the straight knife, and the straight and slender blade hung gently above the ground. The next moment, he came to the gate of Byron college, which was an iron fence with a tall wall, about five meters high. In contrast, Sulman, who was symmetrical, was like a toy man reduced several times in front of the wall, small and humble.

The Sith nobles have the blood of giants......... With a kick under his foot, Sulman easily climbed to the top of the iron fence with his transcendent physique. Then he turned over and entered the garden and came all the way to the gate of the church like building.

This gate is more exaggerated and outrageous than the iron fence outside. It is at least seven meters high. It is made of fine iron. It is not as heavy as ordinary human beings can push open.

Sulman touched the door with his hands, agitated his muscles, and pushed the door open a little bit in a very laborious way.

The dust that has been sealed up for many years, along with the push of the gate, rises up in the air in bursts, suffused with gray fog.

Sulman did not choose to climb the wall, let alone turn into it from the second floor of the college, because he clearly remembered that a taboo creation of ritual failure was blocked in the upper space of Byron college.

If you make noise rashly, it will bring great trouble.

Even if the taboo creation is not disturbed, Byron college still has a large number of "residents". When the city-state was destroyed, ordinary people infected by extraordinary characteristics turned into degenerate monsters. Or they are polluted by taboo creation and become its derivatives. In a word, this place is very troublesome.

In particular, the others were the first batch of pioneers in various senses.

The best way is to come in from the church gate... This is the experience of previous lives.

When the gate was opened, the dark and quiet church space appeared in Sulman's eyes. Due to the lack of light, it was darker than the outside world and difficult for ordinary people to explore. However, Sulman has dark vision, and this place can almost meet the promotion requirements of the ceremony at the stage of silent moon night. If it is deep in the college, it is the best place.

Rows of long couplet chairs made of stone stand in the church. Each chair is extremely wide and its back is higher than the head of normal people. Obviously, this is not prepared for ordinary people.

here........

Only the direct descendants of the Sith aristocracy are eligible for admission to school.

Sulman glanced and easily distinguished the scenes depicted by oil paintings on the church walls.

There are hundreds of tall figures, crawling on the ground, worshiping the most central receiver. It is a larger and truly mountain like creature than them, and above it is a tarnished and completely dark moon.

They are holding a ceremony, which is also a "traditional project" of the Sith aristocracy. If you have a deep understanding of their history, you will know that the ruling class of the Sith aristocracy has never had the power to determine the generation.

In every generation of blood descendants, they will be born with a strong person, a strong person in the real sense, rather than today's third era. After the collapse of the Sith aristocracy, it is enough to dominate several civilized city states on the land with an amnesty senator.

In the ancient second era, the silver age, can really be called the strong. Only when it reaches the "dawn" level, that is, it breaks through the limit of the third level, is promoted to the fourth level, completes the sublimation at the life level, completely separates itself from the "extraordinary" and belongs to another level of powerful life, can it gain a place in the silver age.

The secret that Sulman can reveal in silence is the cost of their life.

As for the way they make the strong

The silent moon ceremony.

Sulman looked at the oil paintings on the wall. The term floated. This was the name of the ceremony they held. Of course, the receiver himself had to be strong enough to step into the third level at least, but he didn't meet the conditions for promotion

After all, there are some special conditions for promotion to level 4, which are different from the previous promotion conditions. Moreover, for aborigines, its difficulty will rise sharply. Some people may be able to reach level 4, but they can't feel the direction and can't break through it all their life.

Looking back, Sulman didn't waste time. He still had important "preparations". The next moment, Sulman politely backhanded and slowly pushed the door up, which could be called a civilized and polite behavior, trying to create a little trouble for someone later.

Dong!

After closing the gate, Sulman immediately set off and went up the spiral ladder from the right entrance of the church. A few minutes later, Sulman came to the upper space of the church and paused at the exit.

In front of him was a dark hall, shadowy and with imperceptible air distortion.

Virtual spirit creatures... This place really overlaps with the virtual world. Sulman smiled gently, and the next moment, his fingers shook falsely, as if grasping the silk thread in the air.

Under the traction of the line of controlling things, like the last giant war, the whole person jumped to the upper space again and climbed to the stone pillar of the hall. Then, depending on the distance between the stone pillars and the line of control, he wandered all the way like Mount Tai. Below, the virtual spirit creatures who were "patrolling the territory" were unaware of his existence and did not know what happened above.

At the end of the curtain hall, Sulman still didn't take the normal road.

He went in through the gap in the upper wall, then hung it on the wall and looked at the dark scene below. It was a wet space with water plants and mushrooms, with a shallow pool. In the middle of the pool, there is a group of indescribable, nameless monsters that make people have nightmares at night.

WOW!

Sulman suddenly pulled out his knife and cut into his left arm. The next moment, the whole left arm fell and was caught by him. His face was calm, as if he didn't notice the pain. With a tough character inconsistent with his appearance, he drove the shadow double under his feet.

With flesh and blood wriggling, Sulman's left arm soon recovered, but the shadow of his feet had lost more than half.

The line of control and the previous combat consumption have greatly consumed Sulman's "shadow blood tank". However, all these efforts are worth it. Sulman smiled and gently threw away his left arm once attached with a faint blue light spot.

Dong!

The arm crossed a beautiful arc and landed in the middle of the pool, but there was no much movement. The next moment, the nearby mushrooms grew and covered the whole arm.

The huge shadow perched at the end trembled slightly, but did not really wake up.

Like a sleeping dragon, unconsciously swallows the food close to its mouth, which will not affect its dream.

Sulman breathed slowly. Then he quietly returned to the original church and stepped into the spiral staircase in another direction, but it was the staircase leading to the lower space.

Before leaving, Sulman looked up at the top, his eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier, and the corners of his mouth rose——

"This is a gift for the prayer meeting..."

"I hope you like it."

PS: for the third watch, make up two more in the afternoon (try to code). Maybe the last one will be late. After all, the code is now. It's on the fifth watch today. Do what you say (don't degrade the quality).

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