Gurgle!
Another glass of wine.
Chen Lun actually felt a strange hallucination that was stimulating his five senses.
This kind of hallucination is not the result of alcohol entering the blood and numbing the brain, but rather the soul and even the spirituality being covered with a layer of mist, causing some unspeakable illusions in perception.
For example, Chen Lun was sitting on the sofa on the second floor of the mansion at this moment, and the world in his eyes had some strange changes.
The winery, which was always in daylight and the light was always a hazy pink, suddenly became inexplicably dim and the vision became blurry.
The high-back chair behind His Majesty Conrad suddenly twisted and even grew fibrous tentacles, which entwined the body of the man in the tuxedo with bared fangs and claws, and finally wrapped him into a gray oval.
There were faint whispers in my ears.
It was as if countless insects, or countless men and women, were whispering around. Indistinctly, I could hear words like "darkness," "eternity," and "destruction"...
But in the blink of an eye, Chen Lun found that everything returned to normal.
This couldn't help but surprise him.
After all, with Chen Lun's current physical condition, it is difficult for the so-called alcohol to cause him to have an obvious reaction.
"This is the wine I mixed myself. How does it feel?"
Conrad laughed.
“Very interesting.”
Chen Lun put down his wine glass and answered honestly.
The glass of wine he just drank was called "Kiss of Lightlessness". Its quality reached mythical level. However, the effect that could improve some attributes no longer worked for him. He could only use it as a recreational drink.
The King of Killing probably never cared about this.
She loves fine wine, but she doesn't use it as medicine.
“It is indeed interesting.”
Conrad chuckled.
She then took out a dark black "grape", which was actually the eyeball of an unknown creature.
“The raw material of ‘Lightless Kiss’ comes from the dark world… I occasionally go there to pick these fresh ‘grapes’ and use them to make fine wine.”
Conrad explained to Chen Lun with a smile.
"Of course, only the descendants of the dark with extremely strong blood can grow these 'grapes'. They are often considered mythical creatures... In fact, the hallucination you feel is the pollution contained in it. It is also a good experience to absorb it appropriately."
Chen Lun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
According to this, the King of Killing goes to the dark world from time to time to hunt powerful Didak insects and pick their "grapes" to make wine, just to experience the pollution
What a unique hobby...
If it were an ordinary person, no, even an ordinary saint, taking this kind of wine for a long time, he would probably mutate out of control, right
“Power and pollution are like inseparable twin brothers… Only by deeply understanding and experiencing pollution can we grasp power.”
Conrad said casually, as if giving Chen Lun a reminder.
Chen Lun nodded thoughtfully.
He immediately thought of something and took this opportunity to ask the King of Slaughter:
"Your Majesty, since you often go to the dark world, how much do you know about the 'Father of Darkness' Desterdak?"
"Well... She is the source of the deep pollution in the spirit world. It wasn't called the 'dark world' before. It was only because of her sudden appearance that she devoured the light and radiated pollution, which created the dark world."
Conrad said calmly.
"You mean... suddenly appearing?"
Chen Lun was slightly stunned.
This was somewhat different from the Dark Father he knew. Both Philip and Azgiero said that Distdak was an ancient god who had survived from ancient times to the present day, rather than appearing suddenly.
"Yeah, it's fun isn't it?"
Conrad said meaningfully.
"It is said that she is the source of chaos and pollution in the world, but it has probably only been two eras since her birth... But there are some things that not everyone is qualified to know."
As she spoke, she poured another glass of the black and red "Kiss of Matte".
Gurgling.
"Angels from all walks of life keep silent, perhaps to avoid the lightless darkness that will fall upon them one day..."
Conrad chuckled, hinting at something.
After hearing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but hold his breath.
He thought of the scattered clues he had collected in the past, and used his inhuman computing power to piece together some of the ancient secret history in his mind. Combining this with what he had experienced in the royal city of Tourmaline Closter, a terrifying but reasonable guess popped up in his mind...
Brave father!
Could the Dark Father be the incarnation of the Fierce Father
In the previous "Sun God War", Lie Fu successively killed Sui Mu and the Dragon of Light, and completely became the new sun of this world. However, it is very likely that she was injured. After all, judging from the few words in the secret history, Sui Mu and the Dragon of Light are not weak.
So in the end, the fierce father had to leave behind an incarnation to discharge pollution...
This also explains why ordinary people, and even saints and demigods, are not clear about the truth behind it, and even if the angels know some of the secrets, they remain silent.
Because all of this involves the sun god Liefu.
This person is the most powerful true god among the seven gods!
"Your Majesty Conrad, is it because of Lie..."
Chen Lun spoke in a deep voice and was about to say his father's name, but he found that His Majesty Conrad gave him a warning look.
The King of Slaughter pointed his finger and chuckled:
“Everything that is said must be known.”
She immediately raised her glass to indicate.
Chen Lun took a deep breath, raised his glass in response, and took a sip.
But my heart is not at peace.
Because His Majesty Conrad's reaction had obviously told him part of the answer, making him more certain of his guess...
'If this is true, it is no wonder that the crown princes of the Sun Royal Family died young and were wiped out by the Sun King... Because Emperor Andrew, as a follower of the Sun Father, shepherded the world for the Sun God, and naturally took on the pollution for the Sun God... He simply used his direct bloodline descendants as an effective means of sewage disposal, so Emperor Andrew did not care about the life and death of the crown princes at all. They were just tools! '
Chen Lun had a calm expression as he played with the wine glass in his hand.
'So the turmoil in the spiritual world, and even the darkness that will erode the entire world in the future, actually originates from the most "great and glorious" sun god in this world? Oh, how ironic...'
At this time.
Conrad suddenly spoke:
"Jack, don't dwell too deeply on some things. What you need to do now is to achieve eternity as quickly as possible and obtain the status of an angel... Only in this way can you ignore many disasters and face the changes of the times calmly."
Chen Lun knew that this was the Slaughter King's sincere admonition, so he nodded in response:
"Thank you for your warning. I will keep it in mind."
Conrad smiled and asked casually:
"So what are your plans next?"
"Well... I just became a demigod, and I'm going to write a script that I've wanted to start writing for a long time."
Chen Lun put aside his distracting thoughts and answered after a brief thought.
Conrad looked very interested, with his index finger extended to hold the cup.
"Tell me about it? Do you have a name?"
"have!"
Chen Lun grinned.
“It’s called—‘Sun Boy’.”
Conrad once again showed a half-smile, as if to say, you still say that you are not seeking personal revenge
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Spirit world.
A group of clergymen wearing white robes with gold patterns were on their way quickly.
"It's not far from the city of Yongquan in the deserted country. There is the nearest 'Daytime Obelisk'..."
Terrence said in a deep voice.
She glanced at the three Archbishops of the Fiery Sun beside her and the seven or eight remaining lantern keepers behind her, and could hardly suppress the grief and anger in her heart.
When they left the royal city, they were a large group of people, but now only so many people are left returning in a miserable state... Everyone was exhausted and injured, especially Terrence himself. He first fought with Louisa, and even though he had the Aries Hammer in his hand, he was one sequence behind after all, and he was always at a disadvantage.
Later, she experienced a large-scale chaotic battle, so that her mythical body was severely damaged. Not only was her strength damaged, but it was also difficult to recover in a short period of time. She needed several years to recuperate. During this period, she could not use her real body at will, otherwise it would deteriorate rapidly and there was a risk of getting out of control.
Although the Sun Path, the Flesh and Blood Path, and the Deep Sea Path all excel in fierce close combat, there are obvious differences between them. For example, the deep sea is good at water battles and has considerable geographical advantages, while the Sun is more inclined towards objects, high temperatures, and visual deception.
Each of them has its advantages, but when it comes to vitality and self-healing ability, the Ten Paths of Flesh and Blood can be said to be the best. If Terrence is a Saint of the Flesh and Blood Path, such an injury would only take a few weeks to heal.
If it is more extreme, using sacrifice as a method of healing, the wound can be restored to its original state in less than a few days.
"Terrence, this trip was not smooth, and the losses were heavy... I'm afraid Pope Difni will be angry."
The bald man said worriedly.
Terrence was relieved. She shook her head and said calmly:
"The angels have intervened in this matter. We have no room to interfere. We have done our best... At least, Dolomipurnes has been completely destroyed. The Empire no longer needs to worry about the Kingdom of Beelzebub using this as an excuse to stir up unrest."
After taking a deep breath.
The golden light trailing behind Terrence became even brighter, as if he was planning to speed up his pace to Yongquan City and teleport directly back to the Royal City through the Daytime Obelisk.
But at this moment.
The sound of fighting came from the front.
"detour."
Terrence gave the order without hesitation.
The primary goal now was to return to the royal city, present the intelligence to Pope Diverni as soon as possible, and let the royal family know everything that happened in Sunset City. No matter what else happened, it would not be as important as this matter.
However, things did not go as planned. When Terrence and others detoured from their original route, they encountered another accident.
A large group of undead strangers were fleeing for their lives, rushing towards the members of the Church of the Sun, and behind them were a swarm of polluted creatures.
Among them, there were dozens of Didak insects, seventeen or eighteen dark believers and two thin and strange human figures.
"Don't pay any attention to it. Just cross it directly. Anyone who stands in the way will be killed without mercy."
Terrence said coldly.
The leader turned into a streak of golden light and flashed across the sky. The others followed, leaving only high-temperature afterimages that distorted the air.
"Um?"
Several players running in the front noticed something unusual.
Several golden rays flew straight at them, and they reflexively sent out a probe, but they only got the name, and everything else was unknown.
"High-ranking members of the Church of the Sun?!"
"Four high-ranking NPCs, plus a team of lantern guardians!"
"Official support from the Empire has arrived! Great, brothers, we are saved!"
Boom!
The players' joy did not last for three seconds.
A beam of blazing light passed through their camp, leaving behind a high-temperature path several meters wide. Any players who were touched by it, or even those who got close to it, were all burned to death in an instant and dissipated into white light.
“Get out of the way!”
"These high-level NPCs will attack indiscriminately!"
Seeing more than a dozen players die suddenly, the other players shouted for warnings.
However, the other three Sun Archbishops and the remaining Lightkeepers all had expressionless faces as they followed Terrence straight through the group of players.
Treat these undead strangers as nothing.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Rays of golden light streaked across the land of the spirit world, dragging terrifying heat waves along with them. They left white-hot flames burning fiercely along the path, and most of the players, who were only at Sequence Eight, were killed instantly.
Even some high-level players who reached Sequence 7 could only hold on for a few more seconds before they were eventually burned to death by the "burning state" inflicted by the Mythical Power.
Ignoring the players' wailing, Terrence, who was rushing in the front, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
She noticed that the polluted creatures that were originally chasing the undead strangers, under the guidance of the dark believers, actually took the initiative to surround their group of people from the Church of the Sun.
It seemed that Terrence and others were regarded as official reinforcements.
"die!
”
Terrence would not explain. There was just a flash of violence in her eyes, and she poured out the grief and anger that she had suppressed in Sunset City before.
boom!
She shook.
She left a visual illusion at the original place, but the next second, she appeared in the polluted biological community at a speed almost like teleportation.
He held a cross sword made of golden light in his hand and swept it across suddenly.
Buzz!
Dozens of strange-looking polluted creatures were cut in half by this sword. The high temperature evaporated the polluted blood and the flames burned the remaining bodies.
Terrence had a cold face, and the three pairs of golden wings behind him flapped suddenly, blowing up a suffocating hurricane of thousands of degrees, splashing sparks and blowing towards the group of monsters.
The polluted creatures screamed.
Each one was blown by the hot wind, seemingly self-immolating, and turned into torches on the spot. In the dazzling firelight, only a few outlines could be seen faintly.
Soon, they were reduced to ashes.
There is not even a trace of extraordinary material left.
However, when Terrence turned around, he was stunned.
I originally thought that I could crush these blockers and leave without staying, but I didn't expect that my companions would be entangled there.
Those dark believers with various insect-like features on their bodies were attacking the lamp keepers fearlessly, while two mysterious tall and thin figures actually made the three Sun Archbishops afraid to act.
"The Dark Scroll Clan? No... That's the 'Holy Light Doll' that was contaminated by the Father of Darkness!"
Terrence seemed to recognize the two tall and thin figures, and surprise flashed in his eyes. The black robes on the other party were burned, revealing the true face underneath -
It turned out to be a puppet covered with black gears and sticky grease!
But at first glance, it looks more like a humanoid monster stitched together with machines and flesh!
Because unlike conventional creations, these two dolls only have skeletons made of unknown metal, and the rest are flesh and blood tissue, with muscle fibers and fascia glued to the skeleton. A bloody heart is exposed in the chest, beating strongly.
Plop! Plop!
As the black gears turned, pungent grease flowed through the veins of the puppets. They... They actually exuded a terrifying aura that only mythical creatures had!
"When did the Holy Light Puppet Clan start to believe in the Father of Darkness... Damn it! This is a great irony and blasphemy!"
Terrence's already bad mood worsened again at this moment.
Holy Light Dolls are intelligent beings created by the Mythical Powers. Once they are born, they possess the physical qualities equivalent to those of Sequence Five Transcendents, and can master all kinds of human forging techniques.
From the very beginning, this creation was created for the "Imperial Super Workshop".
Efficiently mass-forging extraordinary weapons is their lifelong mission.
In the initial stage, the appearance of the Holy Light Dolls caused quite a stir among the top officials of the empire, and they were regarded as a milestone creation.
However, the Holy Light Dolls are expensive and difficult to produce, so there are not many of them.
In ten years, there were only about one or two hundred of them in total, and because they were born with wisdom and thinking ability, conflicts had occurred more than once between the Holy Light Dolls and the Extraordinary Workshop.
The royal family, the military, and even the Church of the Sun all viewed this artificial life as a tool, but the Holy Light Puppets did not think so.
Instead, they began to be hostile to the Empire and the Church, thinking that these people had taken away their freedom and choices...
In the end, what no one expected was that the "father" of the Holy Light Dolls, that is, the "Creator", the former Pope of the Church of the Sun, Martin Gustave, personally released all the Holy Light Dolls at that time.
No one knows why she did this.
Perhaps it was out of sympathy, or perhaps she couldn't bear to see her "children" being treated like slaves. In any case, Martin was questioned and even criticized by the royal family... But her response was simple: she resigned and left.
Since then, no one has ever seen the Sun Pope, who was revered as the "Light of the Empire".
The outside world is unaware of the inside story of this matter, because the "Holy Light Puppet Project" was originally carried out in secret and was a confidential agenda of the Empire to prepare for extraordinary militarization.
Now, Terrence was shocked and angry as he looked at these two Holy Light puppets that seemed to have been severely contaminated.
Not only did they begin to believe in the Father of Darkness, but after becoming his clan, they also gained some kind of sublimated power, transforming into mythical creatures in a strange way!
Boom boom boom!
A Holy Light puppet, no, it should be called a "Dark Puppet" for now, with more than a dozen pairs of pitch-black flesh arms growing out of both sides of its body, tightly grasping swords, spears, halberds, and even shields and muskets, and its offensive was fiercely suppressing an Archbishop of the Fiery Sun.
The archbishop was already seriously injured, and he did not want to be contaminated by the strong pollution of the dark puppet, so he had to fight and retreat, feeling very frustrated.
Terrence felt annoyed when he saw this, but he had no choice but to step forward to help.
She took a deep breath and drew a wave of high temperature air...
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Half an hour later.
Terrence and his group had gloomy faces and dragged their heavy bodies as they fled into the spiritual world.
The seven accompanying lantern guards unfortunately died in the previous encounter. The injuries of the three Archbishops of the Fiery Sun worsened. Among them, the bald man named Bernhard was even more corroded by the pollution, and black spots appeared on his face that kept spreading.
"Ahem... Pope Martin once created an intelligent life form with his own hands, but now it turns around and serves the darkness. Damn it!"
Bernhard coughed violently, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said coldly.
"Hold on. When we return to the royal city, Katarina will purify the pollution for you. Don't talk now."
Terrence held two hearts of the dark puppets in his hands, glanced at the bald bishop, and said in a deep voice.
Bernhard was about to speak, but was interrupted by a rumbling vibration. In the horrified eyes of the few people, more than a dozen giant stone pillars rose from the ground, connected to each other by thick and simple iron chains.
The four of them were trapped inside!
“Be careful!”
Terrence only had time to give a reminder.
The red and black flying cards fell like rain, hitting them directly.
Loud crackling noises were accompanied by successive bombings.
The earth in the spiritual world trembled and dust flew.
Because of her injuries, Bernhard was accidentally affected by the attack and took damage from several diamond cards. Her body was covered with bloody scratches. The close-range explosion also tore her white bishop's robe, leaving a bloody mess underneath.
"Damn it! Another attacker!"
The bearded bishop looked gloomy and said with gritted teeth.
Snap, snap…
Everyone coughed a few times and looked up in the direction of the footsteps.
I saw the figure of Sidao Mohu slowly walking out from the smoke.
One of them wore a silver pot on his head, his upper body was bare and muscular, and he carried a cross-shaped sword. Another wore a mask, and the neck that was exposed from his tattered robe had the joints of a puppet.
Of the remaining two, one was wearing a tuxedo and a top hat, playing poker cards, while the other was covered in a black robe, with countless white snakes spreading from underneath.
"Who are you?"
An Archbishop of the Fiery Sun asked in a deep voice.
The four figures remained silent.
At this moment, Terrence was holding a golden sword in his left hand and a white hammer in his right hand, and he had already entered combat mode.
She felt very uneasy, and she felt that these four figures were inexplicably familiar... Suppressing her frantic heartbeat, Terrence reminded his companions:
"Be careful, they are all high-level incarnations!"
"Incarnation..."
The three Archbishops of the Lieyang were miniature.
The other party was indeed showing high-level mythical power, but the auras were different and did not seem like an incarnation at all... And in the knowledge of several people, except for the Sun Path, few people in other paths could create multiple incarnations at the same time, let alone carry completely different powers individually.
This is bound to be another tough battle!
The four Archbishops of the Fiery Sun were on edge and felt extremely depressed.
"You dare to attack the high-ranking clergy of the Church of the Sun. It seems that you are ready to be hunted down by the entire empire..."
Terrence stared at the Four Horsemen of Fate with bloodshot eyes.
Three pairs of light wings slowly opened behind her and she rushed forward!
Drinking in mouth:
"Those who block the road, die!
”
What responded to her was the ridicule of Plague Knight Boccaccio.
And the fierce sword light of the war knight Furen -
boom!
This is the spiritual world, in a deeper dark space.
A fair hand was holding an ivory pen, writing on the manuscript paper:
"… On their way back, Terrence and his party were unfortunately attacked by a wave of pollution in the spirit world. They had no choice but to fight despite their injuries. This was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Just like before, her battle with Byers Wolff became the key to the fall of the 'Black Knight'."
Hiss!
The manuscript paper was torn off, and the gold-inlaid azure pen nib continued to write on another fresh page:
"… Terrence chose to attack first. She firmly believed that she could win with one strike with the Aries Hammer. However, she did not expect that Fren's attack would aggravate her injuries, causing the radius of her right arm to fracture and the hammer to fall. The pain in her soul made her stiff for a moment, and this moment became the key to victory or defeat…"
Hiss!
The manuscript paper falls, and the pen is elegant and agile.
"… Although the four were Archbishops of the Fiery Sun and had rich combat experience, they were restricted by the unknown abilities of the enemy. When they risked their lives to reveal their true forms and tried to fight to the death, they were shocked to find that each of them had been covered with snow-white crystals. They spread at a speed far exceeding that of pollution, and within a minute, they would completely devour themselves…"
winter!
!
Terrence fell to his knees.
She raised her head with difficulty. The remaining horn was cut off by Fren's sword. The mythical blood was flowing unstoppably, dripping like lava and igniting white flames.
"You... will be judged by the blazing sun... sooner or later..."
Terrence's square horizontal line had already spread. She turned her head and glanced to one side. Three archbishops had already died before her. Some were beheaded, some were turned into rotten wood, and some were completely reduced to crystals. Their deaths were different... There was only one thing in common, that was their wide-open eyes, full of anger and unwillingness.
Throughout the entire battle, they were severely suppressed from beginning to end, and did not even have any chance of a comeback.
Until their death, none of them could see any hope of victory, not even a glimmer of hope. It was a complete dead end.
Crash.
Suddenly, more than a dozen pieces of manuscript paper fell from the sky.
Like the spirit of fate, it landed happily in front of Terrence.
She glanced around and her whole body froze as if struck by lightning.
Especially when he saw the signature at the end, "Jack Speight", his face changed drastically, and then a look of shock, confusion and hatred emerged in his eyes.
"That's right... Jack has used the power of the four of you before. You are all her incarnations!"
Blood gushed out of Terrence's mouth and nose, and as soon as the boiling blood hit the ground, small flowers made of white crystals grew out.
"I should have known that this series of breathtaking coincidences must be the influence of fate..."
Terrence croaked.
"I just didn't expect it would be her."
The words of fate on the manuscript paper actually revealed a lot of information. She knew that this was Jack's revenge, the revenge for the "Ferry Sword" Byerswolf...
At the same time, in the last moments of his life, Terrence felt an inexplicable fear.
Because she guessed something from the clues, maybe everything that happened in Sunset City was also related to Jack!
If that is the case…
Terrence felt his scalp tingling. This young man had grown to the point where he could plan to murder an angel in just three years!
ever-
Furen swung his sword, and the purple moonlight swept across her neck.
A huge sheep's head rolled to the ground.
The hot blood gushed into the sky.
Terrence was still thinking, but she saw from Mo Hu's sight that a tall figure in a black hat slowly came to her, bent down and picked up the Aries Hammer, the church's treasure.
A calm and magnetic voice came slowly:
"Goodbye, Your Majesty Terrence."
Terrence's vision went dark, and he was filled with strong reluctance, panic and other complex emotions, and fell into endless darkness...