Chapter 193 The boy’s embrace is so warm
Is this what it feels like to be a fifth-level legend? The moment he was promoted, the powerful force that naturally emerged from his body gave Borshuman an illusion of sitting high in the clouds, as if he had the power to decide the life and death of all living beings in the world.
At this moment, the limb-replacer, wrapped in blood-red light, suddenly grew in size and his face became hideous, as if he had undergone a second evolution.
After being promoted to the fifth level, the life essence of the extraordinary person will be transformed.
From this moment on, he was completely separated from ordinary creatures and was qualified to embark on the road to the top.
But the next second, a hint of clarity appeared in the crazy eyes of Bershuman.
He knew very well that he was merely qualified.
This current state of mind that looks down on everything is just an illusion, an imbalance in mentality caused by suddenly gaining powerful strength.
As someone who had met the king in the Endless Demonic Abyss, he knew very well how terrifying the existence at the pinnacle was.
Just one look is enough to kill him thousands of times.
Therefore, it only took a short moment for Berhuman to come back to his senses from the joy and arrogance of his promotion.
Looking at the old factory where blood flowed like a river, broken limbs and bones were everywhere, mixed with human groans and screams from time to time.
Everyone looked at him with despair in their eyes.
To bring pain and fear to all life is the only purpose of the "sadistic" belief.
And he was deeply immersed in this pleasure.
It’s a pity that I won’t survive this night.
Lord Kushustein had been planning the massacre of Glostin long ago.
Completely disrupt the originally stable rear environment, thereby weakening the combat effectiveness of the Saint Laurent Empire army.
Although the possibility of failure is very high and this is only part of the plan, he has stumbled to this point and even he himself did not expect that he is only one step away from success.
Just as those extraordinary people said before.
As a fifth-level legend, although he is extremely powerful, he is not enough in Glostin with the presence of the Three Gods Church and the Saint Laurent Royal Family.
Don't have any doubts.
After all, this is the home base of the Saint Laurent Empire.
No matter how badly they were beaten by the demons on the battlefield, how many key battles they lost, and how their front lines were retreating, this point could not be concealed.
There is no need to even send out those sixth-level demigods hiding behind the scenes. Just a few fifth-level legends of the same level as him, carrying one or two high-level sealing objects, can eliminate him on the spot without affecting the people.
But if promotion to the fifth level is just a process and not a result, then the nature of the matter is different.
Once he serves as a vessel and allows the true king of evil and cruelty, Kushustain, to descend here, Glostin will cause chaos.
Whether or not Grosstin will trigger a divine descent in order to fight against Him at that time is still unknown.
In the best-case scenario, if one or more gods choose to descend, Glostin will become the first battlefield of the conflict.
In comparison, the commotion Lynn caused at the border was nothing short of insignificant.
After all, he was only at the second level at that time, and he only carried a trace of the will of the King of Evil and Cruelty.
Even so, the battle with the Creation Demon still destroyed the entire mountain.
And now, although Kushustein is not here in person, he can use the fifth-level legend as a container, and he is still countless times more powerful than he was at that time.
This is a real war between gods.
No leader would want to see a war between gods unfold in the capital of his country.
Thinking of this, Bershuman took a deep breath.
As a container, he had already prepared himself.
The next second, the madness and malice in the eyes of the limb recipient faded a little.
The killing stopped temporarily.
However, looking at the scene before them, none of the surviving extraordinary people present showed any joy of surviving the disaster in their eyes.
Quite the contrary.
Their extraordinary intuition told them that something more terrifying and troublesome was about to happen.
"￥*&T&*￥%"
At a certain moment, Borshuman, who was perched on the ceiling, suddenly recited in a low voice the obscure demon language.
Not only that, the scarlet eyes regained clarity, and a hint of unprecedented fanaticism and piety emerged.
The language was like an evil curse, causing all the extraordinary people who heard it to have piercing pains in their ears and dizziness. Endless mumbling and screaming could be heard in their minds, causing them to have extremely strong self-destructive tendencies.
It's like some kind of ritual, but also seems like spiritual pollution.
Since the limb-receiver himself is a devout believer of the King of Evil and Cruelty, and this was a plan that had been made long ago.
Therefore, the entire advent ceremony seemed extremely simple, far less cumbersome and complicated than the ceremony that Lin En had performed at that time.
The next second, a terrifying aura that was countless times more powerful than the person who had received the limb suddenly exploded! "BOOM!!!"
The momentum swept across the entire place like a violent hurricane. The fear that originated from the soul emerged from the depths of the heart, causing everyone to subconsciously collapse to the ground.
Even some people with poor psychological quality were so frightened by this unprecedented force that they died suddenly with foam at the mouth and their livers and gallbladders broke.
What on earth happened?!
Could it be that the terrifying existence is really going to trigger a divine descent? !
Are the demons crazy?! At this moment, the absolute power brought about a desperate gap.
The crowd didn't even have the time to resist. They just wanted to save their lives and escape from the Tomb of the Dead immediately.
However, compared to the Limb Reattacher, how much more cruel is the King of Cruelty? Countless lives have died at his hands. As an executioner recognized by even the demons, no living life will remain wherever Kushustain passes! No, no! We must escape! The farther the better!
But in this situation, where can they escape to? At this moment, everyone's heart was filled with despair.
However, the progress of things will not be paused because of their despair, and no one will come to rescue them for such inexplicable reasons.
“Puff——”
Along with the sound of flesh and blood breaking, a deformed and distorted monster face suddenly emerged from the chest of the limb-replacer.
The face was hideous and angry, stretching across the entire chest of the limb-replacer. It was covered with broken and dark scales that glowed with a faint luster. A pair of scarlet and evil eyes slowly turned and passed in front of all the humans present.
Accompanied by several explosions of blood mist, those extraordinary people who were only at the third level could not even withstand a single glance from him. Their bodies instantly deformed and exploded.
Seeing this, the hideous face let out a hoarse sneer.
".Berthulman, you did a great job."
Very strong.
Feeling that Kushustein's consciousness had crossed the boundaries of space and reached the Tomb of the Dead, Tia's palms broke out in cold sweat.
Even so, she still tightly grasped the Moonlight Scepter in her hand and did not step back.
As a fourth-level transcendent, being able to possess such strength at this age is already the best.
Tia doesn't think she would lose to anyone except Xia.
However, in front of the fifth-level legend, they were ultimately unable to mount an effective resistance.
After all, even Xia relied on her to help with the seal, and only then was he able to kill the fifth-order legendary demon named "Lord of the Dead Souls".
What's more, she is alone at the moment, but the enemy's level is far beyond the fifth level and is approaching the level of gods.
Even if you try your best, you can't win.
But her original purpose was not to defeat the opponent, she just needed to seize the fleeting opportunity and open a crack in the Tomb of the Dead.
Not long ago, Quasimo died at the hands of the limb-replacer because of his arrogance, so he needs to be more cautious now.
The incomparable demonic power swept across the ground like a tornado, causing natural disasters.
Tia took a deep breath while trying to steady herself.
Even though the other party has simplified the descent ceremony to the extreme, it still takes some time for Kushustein's power and consciousness to be fully integrated into Bolshuman's body.
Before that, in order to prevent the ceremony from being interrupted, He would be on high alert.
What's more, in the Tomb of the Dead, except for a few sealed objects, most of the extraordinary people are unable to use their extraordinary powers.
And with the lessons learned from the incidents of Casimo and the captain of the Punisher, those who survived did not dare to act rashly for the time being.
Fortunately, there was one thing that was beyond Tia's expectations.
For some reason, the divine factor in her body was not imprisoned, nor did she show any tendency to transform into a dead being.
Perhaps it is because of the special existence of the Goddess of the Moon, or for some other reason, that Tia became the "fish that slipped through the net".
So, what needs to be done is actually very simple.
Seize the moment when Bolshuman's vigilance is the lowest and launch an attack with your strongest means.
It’s not that I think as a fourth level person I can destroy the other party’s plan.
Just as Tia had expected at the beginning, the reason she was so selfless was just to atone for her sins.
It's not for the purpose of doing something nice to show off to others, I just want the young man to leave this world with a clean conscience, so as to avoid being tortured and desecrated by demons after death.
So, when exactly did the limb-receiving man and the high-dimensional demon reach their lowest point in their vigilance? The moment the ritual was completed.
The moment when the power completely flowed into Bolshuman's body, but he had not yet been able to use it.
That was the chance to launch a fatal attack.
The girl tightly grasped the Moonlight Scepter in her palm, staring intently as she felt the power of the King of Evil and Cruelty rising like a sprint, without any sign of weakening.
At a certain moment, the emerald green eyes lit up slightly.
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At that moment, Tia, who had extremely keen perception, suddenly realized that the powerful demonic power stopped growing after reaching a certain critical point.
At the same time, a strong sense of crisis arose in my heart.
She knew very well that this was a sign that the King of Evil and Cruelty had successfully taken over Bolshuman's body.
So. It’s now!
The next second, as the bright moonlight suddenly lit up, Tia's temperament suddenly became holy and ethereal, and her already indifferent expression became even more divinity, as if she was gradually transforming into a powerful existence.
The moon-white robe fluttered slightly, and the invisible mysterious power was gentle yet cold, slowly wrapping around her whole body, making her float gently into the air like a baby returning to the mother's womb.
The bright white moonlight seemed to be real at this moment, enveloping Tia's body, like a full moon pouring out its bright light, appearing in the dark and gloomy old factory.
Everyone's eyes widened slowly, and their gazes were focused on her at the same time.
At this moment, she was simply the incarnation of the moon goddess, curled up in the bright full moon, suspended in the sky, faintly dispelling the haze of despair in the tomb of the dead.
Even Kushustain, who was far away, had a hint of gloom and surprise in his eyes when he saw the moon slowly rising.
".Beatrice?!"
The strange face on the limb-receiver's chest let out a low roar.
Obviously, the sudden change plunged him into unprecedented shock, which was beyond his original expectations.
This is an extremely tricky situation.
If it was the Bright Moon Goddess who came in person, her divine descent ceremony would probably be interrupted in an instant.
After all, this is Glostin, the home ground of the Three Gods.
However, now that things have come to this, how could Kushustann, who had been planning for so long, back down just because of such an inexplicable thing? Even if the three gods came in person, they could not stop him from bringing a terrible disaster to Glostin!
“Die!!!”
At this moment, despite the sluggishness and strangeness brought by occupying the body of the person who had just received the limb, the incomplete Kushustain suddenly jumped up, with blood flames burning all over his body. His endless limbs were spliced into a pair of giant hands that covered the sky, and he grabbed towards the direction of the moon!
However, before he attacked, Tia already had a sign.
Feeling the extraordinary power in her body filling up this illusory huge full moon, she leaped back lightly, as nimbly and gracefully as a fish.
Her emerald green eyes were brighter than ever.
The enemy's panic showed that her choice was not wrong.
In that case, "Go ahead."
Gazing at the illusory yet real moon in front of her, Tia opened her pink lips slightly.
The next second, this incomparable huge full moon, like a meteor from outer space, came suddenly, with a deafening roar and whistle, as if it was going to crush the space, and rolled over the pair of devil claws that Kushustein had condensed!!! "Boom--!!!"
Rift!
The crack in the Tomb of the Dead was opened!!! When the two extremely terrifying forces collided, the aftermath instantly swept across the entire place.
While Louise was doing her best to maintain the state of the seal, trying to protect the people of the Church of Silence from the violent explosion and impact, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the part of the dark curtain closest to them suddenly cracked.
Looking out through the gap, the lights of Grosstin could be vaguely seen.
That is the path to life.
Just one more step forward and you will be able to escape completely from the conspiracy and whirlpool of the whole incident.
"Quick! Get out now!"
Louise did not choose to be the first to leave, but decided to stay and cover the others.
Several nuns did not hesitate, lifting their skirts and quickly stepped into the crack.
Watching her subordinates leave one by one, Louise's anxiety and tension subsided a little.
All in all, in this incident, the Church of Silence may have suffered the least losses and preserved most of its manpower.
But even so, she didn't feel relieved at all.
Because it is still unknown whether the person she cares about most, her best friend Tia, is dead or alive.
As a clergyman, she knew very well that Tia had different meanings to the church and the goddess.
If anything happened to her, the entire church would be shaken.
Damn it.
It was all because of that man that Tia was harmed. Thinking of this, Louise suddenly remembered that the guy seemed to still be lying on the ground, and her eyes subconsciously looked towards his position.
Although she hated the guy who made her best friend act weird, she still decided to follow Tia's request and take his body out intact.
But the next second, Louise stood there in a daze, as if she had seen a ghost.
The reason is simple.
The black-haired boy who had been lying quietly in a pool of blood not long ago, had now disappeared from the spot.
At the same time, the violent streams of light and explosions died down, and the duel between the Saint of Silence and the King of Evil seemed to have come to a conclusion.
"You are not her! You are definitely not her!!!"
Amid the aftermath and shock of the collision of forces, Kushustein laughed maliciously.
Although all the limbs of his body were destroyed by the bright and sacred power of the moonlight, it was just a drop in the bucket for him.
Not only that, he also saw that the other party was weaker than ever before.
Perhaps that woman does have some connection with Beatrice, but unfortunately, there is a gap in the nature of their power.
It couldn't even cause any effective harm to him, and only had a slight impact on the Tomb of the Dead, letting a few ants escape.
But these were irrelevant in the subsequent massacre.
“Ahem.”
With a painful cough, Tia's slender and thin body fell rapidly from the sky.
At this moment, her pale face was bloodless, and large mouthfuls of blood flowed from the corners of her lips, dyeing the originally white robe scarlet.
Feeling the sense of weightlessness enveloping her whole body and the whistling of the breeze in her ears, her beautiful eyebrows gently relaxed.
really.
Even after doing this, the guilt in her heart was not relieved at all.
The person is already dead.
Even if you do a lot of good things, they can't be conveyed at all, and everything is in vain.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't say it until the end."
At the last second before falling to the ground, Tia opened her pink lips slightly and spoke to someone unknown.
She slowly closed her eyes and prepared to meet her end.
However, the expected severe pain did not come.
On the contrary, the next moment, she suddenly felt herself falling into a familiar and warm embrace.
At the same time, the boy's gentle voice came to my ears.
"Although I have never had any complaints against you from the beginning to the end, if this can make you feel a little better, Weiya, I forgive you."
"Leave it to me next."
(End of this chapter)