In high-level battles, there are actually very few opportunities to use talismans, and no one will take the initiative to give the opponent time to take out talismans and recite spells. The reason why Triss can complete the corresponding actions is because she is burning with evil black flames from the inside out, and the black flames seem to absorb all the heat from the surrounding area, causing thick ice crystals to form there. Outside the ice crystals, strands of almost invisible spider silk are intertwined in reverse, wrapping layer by layer to form a huge cocoon.
Relying on these three layers of defense, Triss gained one or two seconds, then she took out a rectangular diamond-like talisman and recited:
"Yesterday!"
Transparent flames ignited in the evil black flames, and the diamond-like talisman silently collapsed and merged into the void.
This was specially provided by Klein to the witch so that the damage in three directions could be converted into the main attack point.
Triss immediately saw the gray mist, and found that the past scenes were like stars, densely scattered there:
There is him who wandered the streets in his childhood, he who was controlled by gangs and cheated and stole, he who joined the Spiritual Society and became an "assassin", he who enjoyed the end, the bloody slaughter, and people being instigated to tear off their masks and reveal their beastly nature, she who had to actively become a "witch" for various reasons, she who began to spread disasters, she who was arranged by the Witch Sect to become the mistress of Prince Edessak, she who was less and less like herself and gradually indulged in pleasure, she who was extremely panicked and eager to get rid of it but fell into a deeper hell, she who endured endless pain and chose extremes.
Triss moved her mind, and a picture enlarged, filling her entire field of vision.
In that spot of light, outside the window there was a green lawn, horses were walking slowly, and the golf hole was vaguely visible. Inside the house, the museum cabinets filled with antiques blocked the view from the door.
The past Triss was standing at the edge, looking outside, with a sapphire ring on her left hand.
At that time, she was not even at Sequence 5, and did not have the power that she needs to borrow now. However, she had a ring from the Witch Cult that was closely related to the "Original Witch".
This is the ring that Triss wants to borrow!
Suddenly, this uniquely shaped ring inlaid with sapphires appeared on Triss's little finger. Unlike the past, Triss was now a Sequence 4 demigod who had been integrated with the Mark, surrendered to the "Original Witch", and undergone a great transformation.
In other words, although she is not yet a solid "vessel for God's descent", she already has the qualifications in this regard.
And the sapphire ring gave her a certain degree of initiative for a short time.
Looking at the past scene again, Triss saw the cocoon made of spider silk breaking into pieces, the thick ice crystals melting silently, and the evil black flames being eroded. She raised her left hand, closed her eyes, smiled, and placed the sapphire ring against her forehead.
The ring melted like metal, flowing into Triss's head half real and half unreal.
At this time, the evil black flame had been completely stripped away by Prince Grove, and a blazing white spear of light was thrown over.
At the front of the gun, two pure white wings spread out, surrounding the gun tip like angels and blocking all the surrounding space, making it impossible for the target to escape.
Just then, Triss opened her eyes, and everything was pitch black.
Her hair stood up one by one, becoming as thick as small snakes. Their outer layer was slippery and evil, with black and white eyeballs embedded on the top, or snake-like heads growing out of them, with their mouths slightly open and spitting out their tongues.
The spear condensed from pure light stopped in front of Triss, as if being held down by an invisible hand, unable to move forward an inch.
It quickly took on a grayish-white color, and went from being unreal to being real, as if it were carved from stone.
With a swish, the spear fell rapidly, hit the edge of the cliff, and broke into countless small pieces.
Around Triss, the grayish-white color spread rapidly in all directions as if it had life. Wherever it passed, the stone became hard, and other things turned into stone.
The various ceremonies originally arranged in the "No. 1 Ruins" were also stained gray, making it impossible for the angels guarding other secret tombs to detect the changes here and descend in time.
Prince Grove was instantly surrounded by the gray and white that spread from the void. He could only rely on the blazing light emitted by the crown of thorns above his head to maintain a small safe area. The words he wanted to say and the prohibitions he wanted to do could not be heard at all.
Triss, whose eyes had no distinction between the whites and blacks, didn't even look at her opponent. Surrounded by the snake-like hair that covered the sky, she took a step towards the secret mausoleum at the bottom of the dark valley.
Boom!
The ground began to shake violently, muffled sounds were heard from deep within, and red meteors with flame tails appeared out of thin air, passing over the witch Triss and smashing into the mausoleum.
In an instant, the ruins suffered multiple disasters.
George III, who was at a critical moment in his promotion, sensed this scene, and suddenly felt a strong sense of confusion and anger in his heart.
He struggled to separate out some strength, and with the help of the arrangements he had made in advance, he forcibly "distorted" the surrounding area, isolating the dark and solemn secret mausoleum from the real world in space, making it impossible for earthquakes and meteors to get close to the target.
Boom! Boom!
Amidst various disasters, the cliffs collapsed piece by piece, the ruins began to crumble, and George III's angry voice came from the secret mausoleum that was a world of its own:
“Are you crazy?
If a person of Sequence 4 forcibly accepts the power of the coming of the true God, the only outcome will be death!
Triss laughed. The skin on her face was stretched to the limit and cracked inch by inch, revealing the blood and flesh underneath that seemed to be wriggling madly.
The witch, who had become extremely terrifying, let out a "huh" and said:
“Shouldn’t a good story end with all the bad guys dead?
"For example, you, and for example, me..."
Before Triss finished her words, she fell towards the secret mausoleum with distorted surrounding space like a meteorite with that terrifying smile, and tried to destroy it by force.
…………
In another mausoleum, Klein did not try to be too stubborn and quickly ended the connection with Sefirah Castle. He seemed to be begging for help from The Fool.
The commotion just now almost made all the angels present stop, but unfortunately, the hidden angel was a historical pore image summoned by Klein, and could only continue fighting based on instinct, making the chaos even worse.
At this time, the projection of William Augustus I drew out a silver rapier, pointed it forward, and slashed it.
Without Him saying anything else, the chaos in the entire ruins strangely ceased, and the fighting parties were separated into different battlefields:
Hermes faced the beautiful and dull lady; the "evil god" Sua suppressed Renette Tinicole; the projections of Emperor Roselle and the Angel of Light in the two major historical gaps surrounded Klein; William I himself was in an independent position, controlling the impact and preventing the aftermath from attacking the mausoleum below.
It is worthy of being called the "Hand of Order"... Klein's pupils suddenly dilated. Without thinking, he reached his right hand inside his clothes and stretched forward his left hand to borrow strength from his past self.
The "Archon of Death", the Abbot of the Night Monastery, and the Secret Angel all belong to historical pore images that are much higher than Klein's own level. Whether summoning or maintaining them, they have placed a huge burden on his spirituality. He had to borrow some strength from his past self before his spirituality completely dried up.
Thus he was filled with false spirituality again, and within five minutes they were as real as the real thing.
Then, Klein saw the light.
The angel, who was made of pure light and had illusory wings on his back, let the layers of light surge towards him like a tide, drowning him.
In the ocean of blazing white light, an object suddenly appeared and fell rapidly, getting closer and closer to the secret mausoleum.
It has a dark cover and a parchment interior.
"Groselle's Travels"!
Klein relied on his essence that could differentiate into a "Spirit Worm" and his enhanced transformation ability to shrink into a piece of flesh and blood "bookmark" and embed it into this travelogue, using it to block the purification and dissolution of the endless light.
But even so, Klein was seriously injured because the light could illuminate part of his body from the side.
This is not over yet. In the direction where Groselle’s Travels fell, Emperor Roselle, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was waiting there with his hands raised.
"..." Klein couldn't think of anything else and could only activate the first method of self-protection:
Hide directly in the cracks of history!
Boom!
A huge thunder sounded outside the ruins.
It seemed so far away at the beginning, but the ending is already close at my ears.
All living beings in the ruins, including Klein and the projections in the historical pores, were shocked and became stiff, and the "ocean of light" dimmed instantly.
No, there was one figure that was not affected. In Klein's eyes, she was the secret angel of the Church of Evernight, a beautiful but not agile lady. She took the opportunity to fade her body and transformed into many symbols that symbolized secrecy and terror. It expanded into a strange world that included Hermes, Renette Tinicole, Sear's arm, the Angel of Light, and William Augustus I.
Although the historical pore image that Klein summoned had greatly reduced strength, some of its essence was still there!
The chaos that Klein had been expecting finally arrived!
George III's other assistants, such as the Angel King, are still in other mausoleums.
As soon as that almost transparent strange world took shape, the angels inside rebelled one after another.
In the chaos, that strange world was easily torn apart.
However, the light mixed with the remaining power of the angels rushed out under the deliberate guidance of the lady and headed straight for the secret mausoleum at the bottom.
Boom!
A louder thunder roared, and Emperor Roselle, who was trying to stop it, was frightened again and didn't have time to make any attempt.
A moment later, the deep black and majestic secret mausoleum was hit, and the cracks on the surface penetrated silently, revealing the dark interior.
In these cracks, streams of blood appeared out of nowhere, some bright red, some dark.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
This time, Klein, who had regained his human form and was holding Groselle's Travels, fired an air cannonball together with some of the "Spirit Bugs" scattered around.
The mausoleum, which was already on the verge of collapse, collapsed with a loud bang, and more blood flowed out in large amounts.
…………
With the destruction of a mausoleum, George III's ascension ceremony became unstable and lacked a key support.
If only one mausoleum was attacked, He could still rely on the invisible connection between Himself and them to offer some defense, but now, He himself was under fierce attack.
His already hollow body suddenly began to boil, and he could no longer maintain the "distortion" outside. The mausoleum isolated from reality finally appeared in front of Triss.
The corners of Triss's mouth curled up on her squirming face.
…………
In Backlund City, on Memorial Day Square.
"My subjects..." George III, a serious and old-fashioned man with a moustache, was finishing his speech when it exploded with a loud bang.
His flesh and blood turned into fireworks and sprayed into the air.
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