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Chapter 88: Disciples and Sasriel

The door opened, and it was dark and ink-black, like a ghost roaming around.

There was an almost sticky texture under their feet, and all kinds of terrifying and hideous shadows tried to climb over everyone, but they were covered by the barrier and could only be isolated outside.

Looking around, there was only a thick sea of ​​shadows, stretching as far as the eye could see. There were no ruins, palaces, or splendor as everyone had imagined.

The moment they stepped in, the entire sea began to boil, and a crimson, twisted shadow struggled out from the gurgling bubbles.

Their twisted bones, blood, and spines, as well as faces covered with sharp teeth and tentacles are clearly visible, and their identities can be vaguely identified from their body shape and some physical features. They are the people of the Giant Court who never rested.

Their souls and bodies were twisted by the resentment and unwillingness of the true creator into monsters that could not be looked at directly.

Everyone looked solemn and alert, slowly walking towards the unknown dark shadow ahead. With their own strength, the pollution should be washed away the moment the door is opened, and there shouldn't be any accidents.

But a talisman made by an old god pillar allowed them to successfully resist all kinds of dangers. Klein held the talisman of light and stuck closely to the time worm transformed by Amon.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the spiritual energy in Amon is constantly flowing into the talisman, serving as the energy source supporting the entire barrier.

With such an angel king who can do whatever he wants, Klein would not be foolish enough to use his spirituality to activate the spell.

The light shines, and the barrier flows more smoothly. Amon's effect is very good!
Klein is willing to give Amon a five-star rating!
These pollutants could not pass through the barrier, and the monsters illuminated by the light returned to the shadows with shrill cries.
Zhong Yue, who was walking behind Klein, felt someone watching him in the darkness, so he turned around to look, but to no avail.

Then Zhong Yue nodded to Klein: "I didn't even see the person hiding in the dark. I'm afraid he is comparable to a god."

Klein's face turned grim, and his heart sank.

The hand holding the talisman tightened.

From the moment he stepped into the Giant King's Court, he heard faint whispers in his head, and an incomprehensible and grand voice echoed from the gray mist. It was the natural reaction of Sefirah Castle.

He no longer dared to log into Source Castle.

There is no doubt that person really had evil thoughts.

Although Sasriel is a Sequence One Angel King, the gap between him and a god is still very obvious, and Zhong Yue would not be wrong in his perception.

But even if it was real, it would not be possible to make Sefirah Castle react actively.

"unless"

Klein's face was filled with horror as he thought of a shocking possibility.

Meanwhile, Zhong Yue, who was standing by, had his eyelids lowered, alert in all directions. If anyone looked closely, they would have noticed that his eyebrows were furrowed.

This was his body's subconscious behavior, causing the Fuxi blood in his body to feel fear!

This may be related to the existence of Dasui!

It was a pity that Zhong Yue had not gained a deeper understanding of the origin and power system of the mysterious world when he came here, otherwise he would have immediately understood how terrifying it was to have an existence that could make the will in his blood feel a little frightened.

Klein would also retreat immediately without hesitation.

But unfortunately, they all chose to keep going.

In the dark world, the candlelight flickers.

They are the only light left.

Tread, step.

Only the sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness. Klein led everyone towards the center. Although it was the most dangerous place, it was also a passage leading to the outside world.

The concept of time here is very chaotic. If there is no other preparation, the huge time gap is enough to make people lost.

But it just so happened that they had Amon, and the concept of time was covered in the barrier, allowing their cognition to be normal.

"bang"

A huge crash sounded, and everyone was on guard nervously. Klein looked ahead not far away, and there was no longer a monotonous, sticky sea of ​​shadows.

Instead, there appeared a deep and continuous bluestone staircase, extending upward into the deep darkness, with no idea where it ended.

On both sides of the stairs, two five or six meter tall silver-armored knights slowly attacked the barrier. With each attack, huge amounts of black smoke would burst out from their bodies.

The source of the sound was found, it was this group of alchemical puppets!
Instinctively or at Sasriel's signal, they attacked any living creature that approached them. The black smoke on their bodies became lighter and lighter, and when all the pollution was removed, it was time for them to attack.

The barrier will not stop untainted alchemical puppets.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

"Shh!"

The tall body charged forward at an unimaginable speed, the long sword in his hand was faster than the sound of the wind, and a silver light flashed by.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Klein!

"Buzz!"

Threads of spirits passed through and extended toward the bodies of the two secret dolls. Klein tried to use them for his own purposes.

With a snap of his fingers, the body slashed by the silver sword dissipated like smoke.
He turned around and reappeared behind the two secret dolls. He stretched out his hands and gently closed them. Dense spiritual threads drilled into the knight's body like wire worms. The gray-black silk threads were like a cocoon.

The moment was tense.

It straightened again, and then shattered into nothingness.

Failed.

Klein sighed softly. He felt that there was still a spirituality firmly rooted in the body of the Silver Knight Marionette. It was corrupt and twisted. He thought it must be the back-up of the Dark Angel who was contaminated by the True Creation.

"Ding!"

A big knife was pressed against the broad sword, with wind and rain, thunder and lightning.

Zhong Yue leaned forward, a flash of sword appeared, and a flash of sword light picked up a silver knight in mid-air and threw him down.

The blade swept across, carrying the force of a torrent of rain, slashing the Silver Knight fiercely. The spiritual power of the secret puppet was broken by Zhong Yue, and it struggled for a few times before being unable to move.

On the other side, Nv Meng jumped lightly and floated in the air.

The Silver Knight's movements became extremely slow in her eyes. The sharp sword began to rust red and its light dimmed, as if it had spent countless years in the wind and rain.

She lightly straddled the knight's neck, and an ancient clock's shadow flashed across her hands, tapping the knight's helmet. The crisp sound was like a rhythmic song, and the Silver Knight even began to dance under Nv Meng's control.

It’s strange, why does it look so much like playing basketball?

and many more?

Why is there still Tieshankao?
Brother Lu, what did you show this girl Amon?

In such a tense situation, a dancing chicken in overalls and playing basketball appeared in his mind.

Klein, who was paying attention to the female Meng, covered his forehead with his hands.

No, after several eras, the first one to be passed down was actually my brother Ji? ?
Calm down, calm down, now is not the time to think about these things.

Klein looked towards the end of the stairs. Under the shining light, he could see clearly.

On the iron-black throne, a vague shadow was lingering on the seat, and thick, dirty blood kept flowing downwards, flowing along the stairs to the entire royal court.

No way.

Did the entire sea of ​​shadows flow from Him?
Klein felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. The pollution in Sasriel was more serious than before.

Is it the butterfly effect they brought about?
(End of this chapter)