Chapter 670 Trier in the Fourth Epoch
When this tall, handsome young man, who seemed to be the embodiment of the word "perfect", stepped into No. 13 Market Avenue, Angel was waving the "Wings of Death" which looked like a white feather, causing the armored soldiers who raised their weapons and tried to attack her to freeze in place, and the silver-white armor that was originally stained with rust turned gray.
Their master, the "Iron-Blooded Knight" Syrio, held a white-hot flaming spear in one hand and a strangely shaped silver mirror like an open eye in the other. Black and red colors kept flashing on the mirror surface, which served as the pupil, but was "forbidden" by some kind of power of order. The spear in his hand slowly stabbed towards his heart.
The hunter who took out the strange silver mirror and prepared for a counterattack when the headless messenger suddenly arrived was now like a lamb to be slaughtered.
In his frightened and desperate eyes, a figure appeared, wearing a complicated black dress with nothing above the neck.
He was possessed and was about to kill himself!
But when the young man with long chestnut hair stepped onto the floor of the same level as if crossing space, the power of death controlling the armored soldiers, the breath of iron and blood gushing from the silver mirror, and the evil power enveloping Syrio all came to a halt at the same time, as if they had encountered a problem that could not be solved for the time being.
Pop.
His other foot, wearing the cloth soft shoes that were everywhere in Trier, stepped on the ground, slightly separated from the previous one and slightly turned outward, like the common standing posture of priests with their eyes closed in prayer in church.
With this slight sound, the rules inside the entire building seemed to have changed slightly. The armored soldiers who were barely standing but unable to move under the suppression of "Deathwing" fell silently, their armor torn into pieces, and the inside was empty; the "death" breath emitted by the feathers converged back into the soft feather branches, making the white wings a little black; Syrio's eyes returned to their original color, his body trembling, and a headless figure appeared beside him, holding two golden heads in each hand, and eight eyes looked at the uninvited guest cautiously.
The young man remained calm under the other's gaze, his eyes sweeping over the several "people" present one by one. When he looked at Syrio's orange-red hair, he calmly said a name:
"Syrio Soren."
The "Iron-Blooded Knight" whose name was called out by Him had a dark face. His freed hand tightly pressed against the strangely shaped silver mirror. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, but he had no intention of resisting at all.
Then, the man turned his neck and looked at Angel, who was holding a white feather in one hand and the overlapping marks of a sword, shield and scales clearly appeared in the other hand. His eyes were focused on the secret holy emblem on her wrist.
"Are you the one favored by 'Night'?"
If I say "no" at this moment, will I die immediately in the sight of this angel? Yes, "He" must be an angel... Angel muttered to himself and nodded without hesitation.
"I was the one who reported the 'Man in the Mirror' issue this morning."
There was no doubt that the moment Archbishop Anthony had instructed him to "reveal his identity and wait for rescue" was now, so Angel immediately confessed that he had provided intelligence to the Church of the Eternal Sun and the Church of Steam, hoping that the angel would be a little friendlier to him.
Although I don't know which church this angel belongs to, it is definitely one of the Orthodox Churches, along with the Goddess Church...
Sure enough, the chestnut-haired, green-eyed man nodded slightly, and his oppressive gaze shifted from Angel to look at Renette Tinicole who was floating in the air. He frowned slightly and was about to speak.
At this moment, Syrio Soren, who had been keeping his head down as if he was afraid to face the angel stationed in Trier, suddenly raised his head with a sinister smile on his face.
The black and red light surged inside the silver mirror in his hand that was shaped like an open eye, suddenly breaking through the ban created by Angel using the "Mark of Anne". Almost instantly, the entire building was covered with iron black and blood red.
Rumble——
Like an earthquake, the dilapidated building that had been abandoned for many years began to shake and collapsed in the corridor. The separated iron armor collided with each other, making sharp metallic sounds. Several demigods and angels stood firmly in the increasingly violent shaking and vibration, but their expressions were different.
Angel was puzzled as to why the silver mirror sealed by the power of order transmitted by Anne's mark suddenly changed. When Renette arrived, she noticed that Syrio was not unprepared for the high-level extraordinary people joining the battle, but decisively took out the mirror and pointed it at the former.
Although she was not sure what the "Iron Knight"'s intentions were, she still carefully recited the honorific name of Anne Gustav, and with the help of the power transmitted by the other party through the contract and mark, she "banned" all mirrors from transmitting power, even ignoring that this might affect her use of the "mirror world".
But at this moment, the power inside the silver mirror actually broke through the blockade of an angel?
Syrio smiled crazily amidst these changes, completely losing the despair he had shown before under the suppression of the angel.
Did he go crazy under the pressure?
No, it's more likely that he had planned this in advance, and his target was not me who had fought with him for several rounds, but the angel from the Orthodox Church who arrived last!
Angel suddenly reacted and looked at the young man with long chestnut hair. The latter's expression did not change, like a lifelike puppet. His eyes were looking at Syrio, who made all the noises. Without seeing him make any movement, the hunter floated up as if weightless, and the crazy smile froze on his face. The whole person became less real, like a flat picture carried by transparent and invisible paper.
But the strangely shaped silver mirror in his hand appeared more three-dimensional and was not affected by this power!
Under the gaze of Angel, Reinette, and the chestnut-haired angel, the iron-black and blood-red colors in the silver mirror suddenly disappeared, and the shaking and trembling that caused the entire building to collapse also stopped at the same time.
Disappearing along with the strange colors of iron and blood were Syrio Soran, who had almost become a two-dimensional image due to the change in the laws of physics, his armored soldier "teammates" who were staggering and scattered on the ground, and Angel, who was holding a feather and standing cautiously.
It was as if they had never been in the building.
Since arriving here, the chestnut-haired man showed a puzzled expression for the first time. His eyes swept across the space where Angel and Syrio had existed before, but was now empty. He seemed to be analyzing the remaining information and calculating various possibilities.
After a moment, his slightly furrowed brows relaxed and he looked at Renette Tinicole who was still floating nearby.
"She's still alive."
The angel spoke in a calm tone.
“…”
One of the heads in the headless messenger's hand opened its mouth, as if it wanted to say something, but was pulled up by Renette.
Then, she gradually disappeared and returned to the spiritual world.
From beginning to end, Saint Benoit, who was on duty in Trier to protect the city, did not attack Renette, who was obviously an invader. Seeing that she had left wisely, he withdrew his gaze and once again sensed all the remaining power in the building.
“The Man in the Mirror…
"The 'Follower' of the Night, a witch...
"The power of 'disaster'?
"The 'seal' here has become even looser."
He spoke as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was reporting to someone, each word clearly spoken.
"This power of the 'Balancer'... Anne, Gustave?"
As if his deepest memory had been awakened, Bonois Gustave slowly pronounced the familiar name. His tone was different from the previous plainness, and it carried a hint of emotion.
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After a dizzying spin, Angel landed on the solid, flat ground, facing downward, staring at the light black stone bricks that had a mottled surface but were neatly meshed together.
This was completely different from 13 Market Avenue, which was full of dust and garbage, and had a blackened surface but was actually just ordinary bricks... She immediately realized that she had come to another place because of some "problem" and was no longer in the previous building.
For me, I have quite a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of situation... She chuckled secretly, trying to dispel her inner tension, but her body movements did not hesitate at all. She got up from the ground almost instantly, squinting her eyes and looking around.
Not surprisingly, she saw the lifeless bodies of armored soldiers piled up on the ground not far away, which was also paved with light black stone bricks. She also saw the orange-haired man, the "Iron-Blooded Knight" Syrio Soren, who was slowly getting up. The silver mirror that had just emitted a strange aura but was now motionless fell next to him.
Far behind him, a magnificent city stood on the horizon. It had no walls, and black asymmetrical buildings were intertwined with bright red houses, surrounding a hill of collapsed palaces.
A little closer, there was no black stone brick ground, nor was it in the wilderness within the city limits. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and heavy rain, thunder, and lightning appeared alternately. Among them was a vaguely visible huge figure several dozen meters tall that moved slowly, dragging dark clouds and lightning, emitting smoke and flames, and wandering non-stop outside the city.
What on earth was that creature… Angel squinted her eyes as she observed them for a moment, feeling a sting in them. As a High-Sequence Beyonder with extensive knowledge of mysticism, she knew this meant the giant possessed a status and power far superior to her own. So, she quickly averted her gaze and turned back to Syrio.
There was no doubt that his appearance on the outskirts of this strange city was caused by this "Iron-Blooded Knight" and the silver mirror in his hand, which alternated between black and red, as if representing the city with black and red as the main colors.
That mirror should be the source of his power to seal off the "mirror world" and even directly enter that world at Sequence 4. However, he didn't take out the mirror when he dealt with me. Instead, he tried to use it after Miss Renette arrived. Is it because this item was not prepared for me?
Now the mirror's power is exhausted, all his "soldiers" are unable to move, and their bodies are extremely weak after being ravaged by the powers of "disease" and "possession". The advantage is on me... Angel was evaluating the combat power of both sides and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Syrio's roar.
"Impossible, where am I? Isn't this the 'Mirror World'?"
The "man in the mirror" looked around, with expressions of anger, fear and confusion appearing alternately on his face. His eyes swept across Angel, as if he saw a passerby who had nothing to do with him.
He is looking for the angel just now... Such a thought popped up in Angel's mind, and she subconsciously wanted to use the simple "magic mirror divination" to confirm this, but she found that her connection with the spiritual world had become very weak, so that the divination ritual she often used, which prayed to the "Goddess of Night", could not be performed.
Where exactly is this place?
"Where exactly is this place?"
Syrio repeated in surprise, looking at the black and red city in the distance, and was stunned for a moment, then looked at the giant who was a little closer and was shrouded in rain, lightning, fire and smoke, with only a vague outline visible.
This glimpse brought his almost crazy mind back to normal a little.
"How is it possible... is that the 'Disaster Giant' they have been looking for?"
What was that... Angel had wanted to quietly watch the crazy Syrio's performance, trying to hear more of the information he had accidentally said, but seeing that he was showing signs of recovery, he asked directly:
"Is that some kind of mythical creature?"
As if he had just noticed Angel, Syrio turned his head and looked over here, with that familiar sarcasm in his expression and tone:
"I didn't expect that the angel from the Steam Church wasn't tricked into the 'mirror world' by me, but you followed me here, to a place with an unexpected surprise!
“That giant is the missing member that the Soran family has been searching for for over two hundred years.
"And this place should be Trier in the Fourth Epoch."
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