It is recognized that people in the world can only see the river Styx after death. Of course, there are madmen who seek truth trying to record the experience of death. That person uses special magic to preserve his consciousness. Until it has to dissipate, this precious record is kept in the temple. Ruzius once personally read.
In that record, the dead came to the banks of the River Styx, where they had their last earthly meal, usually a porridge, a slice of bread, and then they would wander in the endless dark wasteland, the River Styx. In the middle of the wasteland flows forever. The soul will gradually lose its own consciousness and memory, in a painless process, and eventually, become one of countless shadows wandering in the wilderness.
Because of the protection of the goddess, Ruzius was able to see the Styx in the body of a living person. At this moment, looking at the nightmare of Pentium, his eyes flickered slightly, but soon, he focused more on Ah On Recio.
"I thought you'd wait a little longer," he said.
"No." The silver cross on Arecio's neck flashed, "After destroying the farm and the southeastern branch, he immediately attacked him. Such a high-frequency attack may be just beyond the expectations of Theo."
Arecio lowered his eyes, in fact, this is just the reason for the neuropathy, the reason why he is in a hurry to do it has something to do with himself. The Styx River in the memory has begun to flow, which should be some kind of omen, or urging.
His subconscious was urging him. Theo, who was too quiet during this time, didn't know what he was preparing. He didn't even care about the fall of the Southeast Branch and the farm, and even released the hunter Yamon, obviously at a critical moment. With Arecio's understanding of Theo, he must not wait for the other party to be fully prepared, otherwise it may be their side that loses.
"What's more, this time, I'm not stupid enough to fight alone."
In the infinitely extending dream, a large number of military aircraft passed by, and the team of griffins guarded the surroundings. This is not all. In the dream, when the sun and the moon communicated with each other, a black crack suddenly appeared on the light rose-colored sky. Numerous soul butterflies swarmed down. They were just the forerunners, and the real master was still coming.
Crawvinson flapped his wings, keeping pace with the Nightmare that Arecio was riding.
"His Royal Highness Arecio, Helgodon is about to catch up with the large army, and he also brought a few werewolves who are interested in establishing meritorious deeds."
"He's not with the big army." Arecio said simply, "Tomi, is there a ruin around?"
It wasn't Hitomi who answered him. I also rode on Nightmare's back and immediately responded upon hearing the words.
"Yes, the ruins of Beizhu City are currently being used as scenic spots."
"Let Helgodon turn to go there! The River of Thorns and the Golden Gate are probably just pretense. The werewolf tribe is extremely mobile, so let them step on several important places around."
Crawvinson responded, and the werewolves and some of the military forces who were about to catch up with the main force immediately turned around. Helgodon ran at the forefront, and his silver-white fur shone on the road of the dream. As he runs, he also pays attention to the people around him.
"There will be no rest," he warned. "After arriving at the destination, a fight will likely follow."
The werewolves responded with a roar, without fear. Behind the curtain of the dream opened by the nightmares, Helgodon's excellent eyesight had captured the shadow of the distant ancient city.
Beizhu City Ruins - Arrived!
"Corsinia, divide your troops!" He roared, and the smaller werewolf who was running beside him also responded with a roar. The werewolf team began to split and surrounded the ancient city in two strands. The military reconnaissance plane flew out immediately and searched over the ruins.
This is a precious relic that is not open to tourists. Usually, only some professionals are required to maintain it. People should go to the empty building after the military has notified future generations, but during the investigation of the reconnaissance plane, there are still figures shaking.
Helgodon is cautious and vigilant, but this does not affect the werewolf's excellent mobility. Almost immediately, he captured someone and tried to interrogate him, but that person gave him a cryptic smile.
Insect control!
Helgodon stepped back immediately, a move that allowed him to successfully avoid the spewing eggs. In this situation, the military cannot leave the aircraft at all, let alone assist the attack. Helgodon's expression was solemn, he opened the frost, protected the tribe, and sent a message to Arecio.
"Aresi, I need to exchange with me!"
"I'm rushing over! Can you hold on?"
Helgodon nodded heavily, but if they were just defensive, they could hide in the military's protective cover and wait for me to come...
Suddenly, something in the ruins caught Helgodon's attention.
He stared blankly at the sphere that suddenly appeared in the ruins. No, it didn't appear suddenly, but rose slowly from the ground. The huge scale was almost the same as Hitomi's. This scene was like a black sun rising from the ruins!
"Hergodon?!" Arecio hurriedly asked on the other end of the communication, he had already smelled some unusual breath.
Helgodon opened his mouth, and his ice-blue pupils suddenly widened! He quickly threw Corsinia to the side, and a black light swept over their heads, destroying several military aircraft! The tremor of "humming" still remained in the air, and Helgodon felt as if his brain was buzzing, accompanied by a splitting headache, and this round of black sun launched a mental attack!
"Hurry up..." He said slowly, standing in front of the clan, staring at the black sphere.
"This thing looks a lot like Hitomi."
Arecio listened to the noise on the communication side, his expression was slightly condensed, and he reconfirmed that I was about to arrive, and then started to study the picture passed back. In the picture, the black sphere spreads light beams around, and a large amount of dark power escapes around. With the mental attack, it is really unclear what the temple is doing.
what is this? Why bother to build it? Looking at the concentration of dark power contained in it, the temple has to put most of the dark power accumulated over the years into it!
"Tomi?" Arecio could only ask Hitomi, and Hitomi's clone was floating on his light screen, flickering slightly.
[There is interference around, temporarily unable to analyze the interior.]
"When will we be able to analyze it? What conditions do we need to create for you?" Arecio asked. Not analyzing means unknown. It's too hard.
[As long as I fly, there is nothing I can't see clearly.]
"Then how can you..."
"Alessi!" The saint interrupted Arecio's questioning and glanced at Tong, who stopped talking. Arecio seemed to have understood, he gritted his teeth.
"Fly, Hitomi!"
There was no response, and Hitomi looked at him lovingly, turning left and right gently, as if to comfort him.
Arecio took a deep breath and managed to calm down his chaotic mood. He was now full of self-blame. He knew that he was the seed of fire and would play a vital role in the entire three-pillar recovery plan, but he was obviously off the chain now. If the perch cannot return to its place, the three pillars cannot rise again, the world cannot regain its balance, and the god of slander can continue to intervene.
But he didn't know what he could do, only the Styx in his memories became clearer and clearer.
"I don't know what to do... Am I really what you call the Tinder? Can I really get the three pillars back up? I..."
"Alessi."
The saint interrupted him again.
"I have never treated you as a kind of fire. Even if I drag you into the coffin, I just want you to be alive. As for whether I can set the world on fire again, it doesn't matter at all."
Arecio looked at him, and the saint smiled in his eyes.
"If you feel very stressed, then we will destroy the pupil. Once it is over, it will become whatever it is."
"no!"
What neurotic behavior! Of course Arecio stopped!
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"Don't worry, Helgodon won't die in a while, so I'll help him again. If the guardians of this generation die so easily, then the world will be destroyed, and we can't keep staring at it for protection. ."
Arecio calmed down for a moment, and another small spot of light floated around him, but no one noticed it during the rapid movement. After sneaking the little blip into the bottle again, Arecio calmed down and started talking.
"We can analyze now that as the guardian of Bechymos, Helgodon's feeling is of great reference value. According to his description, we can tentatively set the black sun on the Beizhu City ruins as a pupil. replica."
The saint nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes.
"Yes, and where the dark sun rises, it should also be very important."
"The city of Beizhu... the place where the branches rise and fall..." Arecio pondered, he seemed to be vaguely aware of Theo's intentions, but he couldn't be sure yet.
"Will he..."
"Perhaps it is intended to interfere with the normal take-off of Sugi." The saint said, "Such a huge dark energy body has the same size as the current Hitomi, supplemented by some magic circles... Sugi, I am afraid you have the most say on this issue. of."
The pupils on the light screen had already started to spin in place. Obviously, He understood better than Arecio and Ruzius, who could only rely on guesswork.
[Please check immediately whether there is a magic circle in Beizhu Castle Ruins.]
Among the noises was Helgodon's violent breathing.
[Yes, there are many patterns, but I don't know them.]
Hitomi:…
I often feel hopeless because the guardians of Behemoth are scumbags.
"I don't know all about it either! But it's for sacrificial purposes! I see the relevant characters!"
At the critical moment, I arrived. His presence shared the pressure of Helgodon and provided very important information.
"Theo is... to let the artificial pupil be worshipped and gain a certain divinity?"
[It must be the idea of the god of slander!]Hitomi has a rare mood swing, [This imitation can never deceive the law, but once it takes off, I won't be able to take off in the short term!]
This is deadly at the moment, the whole situation will fall into Theo's control!
At this time, where the temple was, Theo finally smiled. His appearance was a little older than before, and this old age was obviously irreversible, and slander whispered in his ear, telling him that everything was going according to plan.
He also prepared a great gift for his children.