Chapter 105 The red light that penetrates the dome!

The silver blade was like a flash of lightning, and the gushing blood bloomed into a bloody flower in the gloomy alley.

In the last moment of his life, Miranda finally understood what the strange fog had said to him -

'That person could be you.'

'It doesn't have to be you.'

On the other side, on the roof a hundred meters away, next to the stone chimney.

Luo Yan, who was controlling a crow circling in the mist, witnessed everything that happened in the alley.

The murderer ultimately could not escape the fate of death, and the legend of the Undead Alchemist ended with Miranda's name, paving the way for another legend.

Although it was a pity that the power of faith of the evil god's apostle could not be recovered, and the windfall was sucked away by Saint Sith who did nothing, but compared to completing the last step of the horrible ritual, this was already a happy ending for everyone.

"Looks like it's over."

The corner of Luo Yan's mouth curled up into a smile.

Thanks to the Demon Lord's behind-the-scenes efforts, the not-so-peaceful maze has finally returned to peace.

However, just when he thought that everything had been settled, a deep red blood column shot up into the sky, piercing through the thick fog and piercing the dome of the fourth floor of the maze from the gloomy alley! The gray mist was gradually dyed red, and black lightning entangled the deep red blood column and wandered around wantonly, like the branches of a dead tree, or like a crack that tore open space.

Luo Yan's expression changed slightly.

"What's going on?!"

In the alley.

Mel, who finally killed Miranda as he wished, laughed out loud. The sound was filled with madness that could not be described in words, as well as the relief and joy of gradually understanding everything.

“Hahahaha… I see…”

“So… it’s me.”

crazy.

Confusion.

And orderly.

That was not a bluffing monologue, but he truly saw the truth hidden in the chaos after seeing through the fog.

The world is made of conspiracies.

All the seemingly unrelated details can actually be connected together.

Everyone is a chess piece.

Including himself.

The invisible hand controls everything... and this hand is the ever-changing Novel, and also the omnipotent Saint Sis.

At first, the lips that kept opening and closing just repeated incoherent crazy words, but soon the babbling murmurs turned into obscure poetry -

Or a spell.

“…Death blooms in the grave with flowers that never fade, and the seeds of truth forever sprout in the soil of doubt.”

"The owl hangs upside down under the withered branch, the bat stands on the cross above the day, the sunken lighthouse sails in the storm at night, and the explorer under the reef stands still."

"What you think is real, what you see is false..."

He wrote a poem about the conspiracy of death as a sacrifice to the god who controls everything, and the poem itself came from the whispers in his ear.

He could no longer tell whose whisper it was.

Maybe Norville.

Or maybe it was himself.

The crows circling in the sky landed on the eaves, overlooking the bloody alley.

Through the pitch-black eyes, Luo Yan saw souls being released from Knight Commander Mel's mouth, nose and pupils, and merging into the deep red beam of light.

Luo Yan's expression was slightly surprised.

How could one person contain so many souls? !

no--

Can this thing still be preserved?! At least according to Luo Yan's knowledge, it is not something that can be easily done by extraordinary power. Even gods can only control the souls of believers.

At this moment, Luo Yan suddenly realized a possibility——

This guy doesn't just arrest people randomly.

He was even the murderer?! The legendary Miranda never existed from the beginning, and the one who died here was just the Nth poor creature.

The soul extracted from Knight Commander Meier confirmed his guess.

There were only twelve souls flying into the air as sacrifices, not the twenty-seven victims as rumored... and among them was even Miranda who had just died.

As for the twenty-seven victims, they may have died in accidents or were murdered by others, but in the end they were all blamed on Miranda.

The twelve people who died, including Miranda, were the real victims.

"This madman..."

Even in hell, there is no such thing as playing.

Luo Yan was unable to interfere with the eleven souls that had already flown into the air. These people had been dead for too long and had long since lost the bodies they possessed.

but--

Here's a fresh one.

"Wake up, my servant!"

There is no time to hesitate.

Luo Yan pulled out his wand and decisively pointed it towards the alley. A beam of emerald green light hit Miranda's body squarely.

The enchanting green flame quickly swept over the entire corpse like a ghost!

At the same time that the raging flames devoured her flesh and blood, Miranda's soul that had already flown into the air was forcibly pulled back into her broken body.

Returning to the place of possession is the first priority of the soul's code of conduct.

This has nothing to do with the strength of power, but is one of the rules of this world!

"...You will become an unruly ghost! Nothing can restrain you anymore!"

In just a few breaths, Miranda's body turned into powder and was carried into the air by the wind blowing through the alley.

The scattered ashes did not disappear in the wind, but gradually revealed a gauze-like outline in the thick white fog.

Different from the general summoning of the undead.

Although ghosts are fragile, they are immune to most physical damage and can retain the mental strength and memory of the deceased to the greatest extent possible.

However, not all corpses can be transformed into ghosts. The deceased must have possessed extraordinary mental power when he was alive.

Miranda, floating in the air, suddenly opened her eyes.

When he realized that he had turned into a ghost, he was first stunned, then frightened...but soon his eyes regained clarity.

Becoming a ghost is not the worst outcome.

Become part of the chaos!

As a spellcaster, he knew very well how to drive his spirit. He immediately used all his strength to float towards the outside of the town, away from the crimson beam of light.

The sacrifice was taken away, and the deep red light beam that reached the sky was obviously hit hard, as if one of the twelve pillars supporting a passage had been cut off. The light beam, along with the black lightning floating nearby, swayed for a long time before it stabilized.

The power of the ritual has been weakened! Looking at the sacrifice that was suddenly snatched away, Knight Commander Mel was also slightly stunned, obviously not expecting it.

Without time to chase the ashes that were blown away by the wind, he suddenly looked up in the direction where the green light came from.

It was a cloudy and sharp pupil.

Luo Yan felt that it was not only Mel who was looking at him at this moment, but also the indescribable existence standing behind him.

"It's you..."

The chattering mouth suddenly let out a gloomy laugh, like a hawk or dog seeing its prey.

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At this moment, the disguise potion that Luo Yan took had gradually lost its effect, and the face that appeared in front of Mel was the face he had seen before.

pity--

He later went to the church in Silverpine Town, but the guy was not there.

His biggest regret was that he had not been able to lock this guy up in an interrogation room and torture him thoroughly.

However, it seems there is still time now.

'Give him to me...'

'Dedicated to the true God you serve.'

'Go!'

The whispered words drifted into his ears, and that face that was thirsty for truth burst into unprecedented enthusiasm.

"I'll go right away—"

With both hands tightly gripping the sword, Meier's legs were slightly bent, preparing to leap into the air.

However, at this moment, a majestic voice descended upon his head.

"Who allowed you to look at me with those dirty eyes--"

"Kneel!" (Dragon language)

The dull notes sound like the low ringing of an ancient bell.

Mel was caught off guard by the spell, and his knees, bent from accumulating strength, slammed heavily to the ground.

The stone slabs paving the alley were cracked by his knee pads, and all the stored strength was drained away.

Mel stared at his legs in a daze, and then uncontrollable anger burned on his gloomy face.

That was the rage of being fooled.

"ah--!"

Mel roared and exerted force with his legs, trying to break free from the spell, but before he could raise his knees, a whistling bone spear came towards him.

"clang!!!"

The long sword in his hand barely blocked the fatal blow. Mel only felt severe pain in the palm of his hand, and the trembling sword edge let out a mournful cry as if it could not bear the heavy burden.

The whistling spear heads were like cannonballs fired from the city walls, and this was only the first round of attacks from the necromancer.

Mel raised his head again, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Beside the necromancer, one terrifying skeleton after another was constantly emerging from the cotton-white mist, like lancers ready to go!

"It seems you still haven't learned your lesson."

Luo Yan stared at the pair of cloudy and crazy pupils and gently waved the magic wand in his hand.

“Whoosh!”

The piercing sound of breaking through the air was like the whistling of a cannonball, instantly piercing through the thick fog and blasting into the dark alley.

This is not over yet!

Luo Yan did not stop casting spells. Bone spears continued to appear beside him, and then they blasted forward like cannonballs, launching a saturation attack towards the coordinates of Knight Commander Mel! Facing the bombardment of spells, Mel could only hold on, like a candle in the wind.

He tried to change from defense to offense, but skeletons stretched out from the ground and grabbed his ankles, making him unable to move forward in the narrow terrain.

Just as he was about to be unable to hold on, a red light suddenly descended from the sky and enveloped Mel's head.

Almost at the same time, Luo Yan, who was standing on the roof, felt a sudden sense of alarm when he saw the red light falling on the dusty alley.

"Demon Lord, be careful!!"

A long and rapid call came to my ears.

There was no need for Youyou's reminder, Luo Yan had already changed the trajectory of the wand.

"Atmospheric Barrier!!"

A blue light is released from the tip of the staff!

The violent airflow rushed towards him and solidified into an invisible wall in front of him!

Almost at the same time, a blood-red sword wind pierced through the dust that filled the alley and fiercely slashed at the barrier of atmosphere in front of Luo Yan!

The bloody blade penetrated into the invisible air wall and did not stop until it had penetrated half an arm's width!

The huge impact force created a violent airflow, shaking the roof beneath Luo Yan's feet.

The power of this sword made Luo Yan's face look solemn.

Is this guy on drugs?!

Soon, as the dust in the alley dissipated, a half-human, half-ghost figure came into Luo Yan's sight.

Looking at Knight Commander Mel who had grown a fourth hand, Luo Yan became more certain of his guess—

This is no longer an ordinary human being.

But it is some kind of combination with chaos.

"Youyou, set up a flag at the entrance to the fourth floor of the maze and call all the players who can come..."

While giving orders to Youyou, Luo Yan silently chanted a spell and injected the power of wind into the soles of his shoes.

A cruel grin appeared on Mel's face and he stretched out his arms, as if showing off the power he had just gained from the chaos.

However, just when he was about to teach the necromancer in front of him a lesson, the man who had made him so embarrassed suddenly disappeared into the fog.

Looking at the empty roof, Meier was slightly stunned.

This guy——

He actually ran away?! (End of this chapter)