Blood tax

Chapter 591 How do you feel? Like a primary school student who defeats the final boss only to find that the save is stuck?

The empty governor's palace.

"guard!"

"Uncle Eshinroth?"

"Lisa, Lisa, is anyone there?"

Galadilla wore the Silver Moon double blades on her waist and the Golden Phoenix bow on her shoulder. She walked while calling out the names of her compatriots.

However, the guards and relatives did not respond, and even the maids were nowhere to be seen. Coming from the second floor to the living room on the first floor, the quiet mansion was as quiet as a deserted ruin.

Griffith's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. There are two ways to break the "Loser Eats Dust". One is for Salorian to remove it actively; the other is to directly kill the creator of Salorian's domain.

Salorian has an overwhelming advantage in "Loser's Dust". However, "Loser's Dust" is also a real world. As long as he brings in the two demigods, the Archon of the Elves and Lady Avina, he can get the full support of Canaan, and the balance of victory will tilt towards Griffith's side...

Confused, Galadilla began to use the Echo Crystal to call the Archon's Office and familiar ministries.

"Office? Looking for the Archon, I'm... Hello, is anyone there?
“Melrose?
"What's going on here..."

Still no one answered, and even the Canaan authorities lost contact.

"No one can find it..." Miss Elf spread her hands, "Even my private channel can't find the Archon."

What's going on? What's going on?
Griffith's mind went blank for a moment. The unexpected change was beyond his calculation.

在格里菲斯经历的历史中，精灵执政官在1444年8月15日还在街上溜达，迦南的变故在8月16日才会出现。7月21日的费雷拉斯执政官是绝对安全的啊！

This is the advantage of a time traveler brought by time travel!

It was based on the knowledge of time travel that Griffith formulated a strategy for entering Canaan - mobilizing the elven demigods through Galadria and defeating Salorian with Canaan's overwhelming combat power.

"Let's go to the Nebula Temple! The communication interruption might be due to interference," Galadilla said, "No matter what happened, that is the most heavily guarded core of Canaan. If something happens, Dad must be there."

……

Canaan is gorgeous and neat at night. The clean streets and glazed walls outline delicate contours, just like the smooth skin of a girl. The air is filled with pleasant fragrance, and the magnificent crystals on the majestic towers emit a faint red and yellow halo. The endless flow of magical energy stirs up ripples and light blue lightning in the mirror-like dome sky.

To Griffith, it was like the breath of the abyss.

The Nebula Temple is a huge, slender spire, with a colossus buried underground and a path to the God of Prophecy; at the core of the spire is an eternal psychic fire. That's where Galadria is going.

The closer he got to the Nebula Temple, the more uneasy Griffith felt. The panic that was almost tangible became more and more intense, as if there was an unspeakable horror that transcended all past memories and common sense lurking here.

Galadilla also sensed the dangerous aura and stopped in front of the entrance of the Nebula Temple.

"Griffith, there's something in there."

"Yes, I felt it, too," the knight replied, "but I am not going to run away. If there is some power that can erode even Canaan and even change the history I know. Then, I must witness it again with my own eyes."

“Aren’t you scared?” The girl looked at him and bit her lip. “I don’t know why, but I’m extremely scared. It’s as if there is my natural enemy there, or a fate that I can’t escape.”

Griffith was indifferent for a moment, then he took out Han Guang:

"This is the weapon Sidious gave me.

"In my time and space, you are the hand of God that connects to the source of magic power in the virtual world, and the last hope for the elves to maintain the source of magic power. They imprisoned you and wanted to sacrifice you to the outer gods of the virtual world.

"And I, who possess the power of forbidden mysteries, have defeated Aaron, Commodus and others, and am about to gather the power to open the wishing vessel. The final decisive battle will be between the new army under my command and Canaan.

"I will definitely defeat Thalorian and lead an evil and terrifying army to tear down your forest and capture you!"

"Hahaha, you're a Death Knight..." Galadria covered her mouth and laughed, "This is unbelievable~ I'm not talking about the end of the world or the God's Hand showdown or something unbelievable... That Sidious would actually give you his sword!"

At this point, she clenched her fist and clapped it against her left palm: "Okay, that's all. My brother has already recognized you, so there is nothing impossible in this world!"

The two laughed in the empty temple. The eerie silence heard the cheerful laughter and ran away in fear.

"It will definitely be dangerous next..."

Griffith took a step forward and came to the side of the elf girl. His hot breath made her pretty cheeks blush. However, she did not run away, but looked up at her knight.

Griffith reached out his hand and held her slender waist. The girl couldn't help but lower her head and trembled slightly.

"Galadia, if I go back in time again, or break free from reincarnation, and meet your past self or your future self, should I say something to her?"

"No need..."

Galadilla's humming was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Then how can I make your past self trust me immediately and help me?"

"You don't have to say anything~" Miss Elf's cheeks blushed slightly, "As long as you come to me, that's enough."

She stood on tiptoe, caressed his broad shoulders, raised her head in Griffith's arms, and kissed him.

The smooth and soft touch, with the faint scent of roses tickling the tip of the pen, made Griffith almost melt.

"Is this going to be a problem?"

"what?"

"You think, in my time and space, there is you; in this world, you also have a me..."

"Hey, you are such a cuckold."

"So it's okay?"

"That too, ugh! ..."

Without waiting for the elf lady to answer, Griffith lowered his head and kissed her, like a ball of fire, setting the girl on fire.

…Inside the Nebula Temple, the rich spiritual energy almost became tangible, like a pool of well water, rippling in the heart-pounding arc of light.

Griffith had never imagined that the core of the temple would be like this.

Under the towering dome, the mirror-like liquid psychic energy reflected the inhuman giant. In a distant ruin somewhere, there was a huge shadow like a mountain connected to this place with its back mirrored.

Layers of elves were lying around the Well of Psychic Energy. Their bodies had undergone inhuman changes, growing tentacles, long tails, and scales, their limbs were twisted and deformed, and only their faces retained some of their former appearance.

They had no breath and no consciousness, like a body without a soul. What remained here were only containers filled with spiritual energy, or a brick in the spiritual energy well. Their festering faces were soaked in yellow liquid, showing fear, pain and distortion.

These pathetic bricks and empty containers actually oozed a yellow, sticky liquid.

Ashes fell from the dome, and the burned creatures were sacrificed to the unknown that lurked here. Life had withered.

"You are finally here."

A majestic voice came from the shadows, and Governor Ferreras, wearing a purple toga, walked towards the two.

Archon? Here?
"Dad, what's going on?" Galadilla asked hurriedly. She wanted to go over to him, but Griffith stopped her.

"The unstable container will soon be scrapped, and the Senate finally agreed to replace it with a durable pipe for temporary use," the consul replied, "Do you know what is in the well? Long ago, Canaan realized that the supply of spiritual energy was about to collapse. Without spiritual energy, this glorious kingdom on earth, its long life and noble status, would turn into nothingness.

"As long as there is a strong source of spiritual energy, whether it is space or a living being, Canaan will rush over and suck blood regardless of everything!

"Hahaha, Xiao Yugan, can you imagine what these arrogant, self-proclaimed gods did?
"Driven by endless desire, the madness of pursuing in the name of progress."

Dried fish? Griffith's heart trembled. Before he could act, the indescribable reflection of the wellhead had already seeped into his mind.

The rolling clouds rolled between the strange black peaks and mountains, outlining a series of blurred patterns beyond common sense. A black jagged peak that made people tremble from the depths of their souls and made all human creations insignificant and insignificant stared at Griffith and Galadilla.

"Galadia, attack, he is not..."

Griffith could no longer speak. Witnessing something inhuman beyond human reason, his sanity was shattered by the strange sound of the flute played by the strong wind.

This time, he was slow and blind and finally failed to evade it. Since the adventure in the Anok ruins, Griffith, who had escaped from the truth many times with his low perception, crude knowledge of occultism and poor imagination, finally faced the ancient terror.

That's not a mountain.

It was... hotter than magma, brighter than the sun, and larger than any creature ever seen by all men and elves in history...

The ancient god that connects to the virtual world and is beyond description in words...Shoggoth!

"This is all thanks to you, Xiao Yugan..." The Archon sneered, and his face quickly transformed into that of Salorian. "Should I praise you for being a tactical expert? You were able to fight back in desperate adversity and almost wiped me out.

“But what’s the use?
"I have long since abandoned my human form. I found the way to ascend long ago!

"'The Loser Eats Dust' is invincible. When you destroy the human skin, my divine body will awaken, and the road to the virtual world will be opened to these fools who have long been desperate!"

Galadilla lost control.

The twisted will of the virtual world took control of her body in an instant, turning her into a vessel that devoured the world. Irresistible darkness gushed out of her body like a splash of water, drowning reality. Wherever the tide of nothingness reached, the psychic well, the temple, and the elves were all annihilated.

Griffith's legs were also swallowed by the darkness and fell into the bottomless void.

"That's it, Xiao Yugan. Do you think my domain is so easy to break? The moment my body collapses, the aura of the ancient god will enter Canaan, and the reincarnation of the virtual world will begin! This is the chain of doomsday!

"I have been preparing since the day I found my beloved. I have been planning for twenty, thirty years, using the entire material plane as my insurance trump card. Can you win?!
"Whether in reality or in reincarnation, destroying my physical body will release my divine body, and the silly roe deer with pointy ears will jump on me with joy. Nothing is more tempting than this, and no one can stop me!"

Griffith was enveloped by extreme cold, fear and pain. He had thought of dozens of dangers, but he never thought that destruction would come so quickly.

Galadilla was annihilated, without even a chance to say a word to him. Salorian's plan was unsolvable, and no matter how he was eliminated, it would immediately trigger a chain of destruction.

This is the layout of twenty years!

Salorian also perished, but he was also the winner in the end!
"How do you feel now, Xiao Yugan?
"Is it like a primary school kid who defeats the final boss only to find that the save file is stuck?!"

It only took a moment for Griffith to be completely engulfed by the darkness and for the world to be swallowed up by the twisted will that gushed out of the virtual world.

The world disappeared, and everything was taken away by the void.

A huge energy entity appeared in the starry sky. After absorbing all the matter, it roamed in the cold and silent nothingness, looking for more prey.

……

"what--!"

Griffith wakes up.

The severe headache and terrible terror were about to tear his body apart. Griffith could no longer bear it. The despair and emptiness of having everything taken away by the virtual world was a thousand times more terrible than the physical pain.

“Am I, am I, going back in time again?

“Salorian’s trump card, no matter how I defeat him, will it allow Canaan to connect to Anok’s ancient god body and summon the end of reincarnation?
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Griffith was twitching on the ground. Every minute and every second of his existence was torture.

Deadlock, no solution!
"Griffith Griffith!"

Suddenly, a nimble figure ran over from the next room, crossed the corridor, kicked open the door, and rushed to Griffith, who was rolling on the ground, hugged him tightly, and patted his trembling shoulders.

"Is it a nightmare? It's okay, the invincible Elodie will protect you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

ah? What?
Griffith opened his eyes and saw a girl in a thin white dress hugging him. Her smooth and round legs under the skirt were resting on his head, and her soft hands were gently caressing his shoulders.

"Elody, is that you?"

"Oh, you're awake!" The tanned girl smiled widely, as pleasing to the eye as the southern sunshine. "It's okay, it's not shameful."

She covered her mouth and giggled:
"I won't tell anyone about the Bayerlan bastard. No, the trainee knight had a nightmare and rolled off the bed. Really!
"I promise not to tell anyone!"