Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

No, now He is not only "George III", but also the "Blood Emperor"!

When George III accommodated the last extraordinary characteristic and began to upgrade his status from the King of Angels to the True God, a young man wearing a monocle and a black robe like an ancient magician emerged from the spiritual world. Walked out slowly.

He stretched out his right hand and gently grasped it in the air, as if he had stolen something. The soldiers all around who were stained with blood stretched out their hands and put on the monocle belonging to Amon from the void.

Amon had a soft smile on his face. After the King of Angels had the conditions to become a true god, Amon had already set his sights on him.

And now, He will sound the death knell for the emperor in front of him.

Black color gradually emerged like mildew in this bloody wave, and pieces of black began to spread rapidly toward the outside. The King of Angels, surrounded by everyone, opened his blood-red eyes and spoke in a low voice:

"I expected you to come."

"So I have prepared this trap for you a long time ago. It seems that you are not very smart like the Medici who raised you. In this case, this snowfield will become your burial place."

Amon's eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to know the true identity of the King of Angels in front of him, and why George III suddenly chose to become the true god of the war path.

"As expected, you are not King George III."

Amon pushed up his monocle: "In other words, you are not completely George III."

"Alistair Tudor—long time no see, my dear majesty."

A bloody light flashed in Arista Tudor's eyes, and he revealed a ferocious smile:

"In that case, are you ready to die for me? My dear Duke."

Flames spurted out from the ground and engulfed all Amon's clones in an instant.

Tuduo held a flaming sword in one hand and slashed downwards with one sword. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were filled with blazing flames.

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[Then the LORD rained down on Sodom and Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the LORD out of heaven. 】

[They destroyed those cities, and all the plain, and all their inhabitants, and all that grew on the ground. 】

"God, why do you want to destroy all this?"

"We will destroy this place, because the voice of sin in the city is very loud before the LORD, and the LORD has sent us to destroy this place. 】

"Because this is [City of Disaster]."

"The person who [initially] evolved is the [disaster] itself."

I’ve written a detailed outline of this plot, and I’ll update it tomorrow if I don’t get caught up in the work.

Today's original bold idea was "nailed" and then disappeared.

Chapter 413 The first wish

As Tuduo slashed the sword, the earth suddenly cracked under the burning of the flames.

This sword was like a flame from the sky taking root on the ground. The wildfire burned fiercely on the ice sheet, and in a form that violated common sense of physics, it brought about a tendency to burn the entire ice sheet.

Vast tracts of ice melted into transparent water. Arista Tudor paid no attention to the ordinary soldiers who could serve as his anchor. In the flames, these soldiers melted into clumps of blood-red liquid, and under the combined dilution of seawater and glacial ice, only a tiny, insignificant red remained.

Like the "Witch", the "Red Priest" who is also a "disaster" is also a symbol of disaster.

As for Arista Tudor, who had once been contaminated by the "City of Disaster", although he has not yet been promoted, his ability to control natural and man-made disasters is even stronger and more terrifying than that of ordinary "Red Priests".

Although He is not a true "Red Priest" yet, since He has already begun the ritual of becoming a god, he can naturally cause countless disasters to protect himself.

This disaster was like brimstone and fire dropped from the sky by God, melting the entire ice sheet. Large swaths of seawater seemed to have formed a waterspout, enveloping the unbroken ice and rising from the ground.

And the clones of Amon who were once in Alistair Tudor's army were also turned into light red blood in the terrible disaster brewing by Tudor.

Dots of shining extraordinary characteristics quickly precipitated from Amon's body, but these characteristics often just appeared and then disappeared. They were "absorbed" by Amon and returned to Amon's body.

But at this moment, the iron-black flag in the hand of the King of Angels suddenly shone, with some blood-like lines flowing on it.

This blood flag is slowly melting!

And in the process of melting, a strong and terrifying will came out of it. The next moment, whether it was the microorganisms in the air, the birds flying in the sky, or the small creatures living on the unmelted ice sheet of the Antarctic continent, they were instantly overwhelmed by this will and knelt down. He fell to the ground.

loyalty! conquer! crazy!

Different from the loyalty of the "Black Emperor" path, the red of the "Red Priest" is the red of war. He is the priest of the essence of power. He will use absolute power and absolute violence to overwhelm all those who are unwilling to surrender to him!

As this will spread, the birds and microorganisms parasitized by Amon fell from the sky one by one in mid-air, and fell to their knees on the ground. As for those tiny creatures without limbs, they were tightly compressed in the sea water and sank rapidly, unable to make any further movements.

The moment before this spirit came over, Amon stretched out his hand and stole his existence.

Now what he steals is his own destiny, identity and self-understanding, making himself a non-living "object" in a short period of time in a mystical sense.

The next moment, Amon's body slowly emerged from the spiritual world. He looked at the red spiritual world in front of him, with a smile on his face:

"Sure enough, you want to use the 'Salinger Blood Flag' to control the undead army that originally belonged to Salinger to complete your ritual."

"You have done a lot of cover-ups, and even used the pollution of the 'City of Disaster' to make them your one-time anchor. Haha, I admire you for your courage to gamble. If I were still the same person in the Fourth Era, then It is really possible that you will intimidate me from coming into contact with the pollution in this 'City of Disaster'."

"But now I dare to appear in front of you. Guess, why do I dare to face the 'City of Disaster' head-on?"

Amon smiled, and his body lit up with a dark gold color. A golden lamppot appeared in His hand, and He held the lamppot:

"I make a wish that my next 'stealing' will reach the level of a true god."

In His hand, the golden lamppot flickered for an instant, covering Amon's palm like flowing gold. The gold twisted and penetrated into Amon's body with tentacles.

Suddenly, a clock-like symbol appeared in front of Amon's forehead, and he twisted his wrist. The next moment, these undead creatures controlled by the "Salinger Blood Flag" turned their eyes to Amon.

He chose to steal Aristatudou's identity rather than the more difficult uniqueness. In other words, He is now the real Aristatudou.

And now it is Himself who completes the ceremony, not the "Amon" holding the blood flag of Salinger in the distance.

That's right, after stealing Alistair Tudor's identity, Amon handed over his stolen identity and fate to Alistair Tudor. With their fates swapped, Amon, now in control of Tudor's destiny, began his own "Red Priest" apotheosis ceremony!

"it's useless."

In the distance, Georgialista Augustus stood there, a ferocious, almost insane grin on his face. His face, with its two small mustaches and resolute features, overlapped with his cruel features, with lines like those cut by a knife and an axe, and a high, prominent nose.

A crazy and serious voice sounded in Amon's heart at the same time:

"I noticed you took the wishing lamp away from Duke Abraham a long time ago, so why do you think I won't pay attention to this powerful sealed artifact?"

"You seem to have forgotten that in addition to this 'legion of the undead', there is also a legion belonging to Salinger here!"

Alistair Tudor showed a crazy smile on his face:

"Why do you think I chose to perform my godhood ceremony on this Antarctic ice sheet?"

"As long as this flood can reach the Southern Continent, as long as it can engulf even two or three cities, the undead formed in it will be enough for my anchor!"

"Don't forget that my becoming a god ritual does not require an army to follow me, but only the completion of a war that sweeps across a continent."

"And even if I don't have enough anchors, I will be eroded by the past, so what? Could such a result be worse than death? Do you think I will be afraid of death? Duke Amon!"

As He laughed wildly, a flood as tall as a wall reaching from heaven to earth descended from the sky behind Arista Tudor and rushed towards the southern continent at an extremely fast speed.

The sea is the domain of the Lord of Storms. The Lord of Storms can certainly use his power to stop the flood caused by Arista Tudor, but why would he do that?

The ones who didn't want Aristatudo to become a god were the gods from the True Creator's side, and in every sense of the word, they had always been Leodero's enemies.

Even if the Lord of Storms shows kindness to Klein, Klein will not stop the True Creator from taking away His extraordinary properties. Then he might as well put his bet on Amon and wait for Amon to become a god and be influenced by Tianzun's will to fight with his father.

As long as the Storm Lord is given a little more breathing space, the Storm Lord can make more correct decisions.

Moreover, the Lord of Storms had very few followers in the south, most of whom were pagans. Even if the entire southern continent was engulfed by a flood and became Arista Tudor's undead army, the Lord of Storms would only be happy to see this scene.

This can also weaken the anchor of the goddess "Night Goddess" who is on the side of the true Creator, which is even more good news for the Storm Lord who is in a dilemma.

Amon pushed up his monocle.

"However, you seem to have ignored the 'Original Witch'."

"He also hopes that I can become a god to help him open the seal of the Western Continent and give him a chance to find the 'City of Disaster'."

"Moreover, since you are on adjacent paths, He will inevitably exert influence on you, but your plan does not seem to include this."

……

Moretti floats in the starry sky, and his body is covered with dots of fine silk threads. His entire body is shrouded in silk threads, blocking out the malicious comments of the outer gods.

The Superstar Lord sighed:

"You already have such a huge advantage, and you're still cheating. You're shameless, right? You're a high-dimensional overlooker?"

The uncertain fog on one side squirmed. Although he had no brain, he still subconsciously expressed his approval to the super star master. The Ring of Fate on one side laughed, moved his body, and pushed two flat asteroids that were shaped into rectangles to the front:

"Two versus two, win."

"It is forbidden to use authority to cheat." The high-dimensional overlooker said to the Ring of Fate. The ring of destiny, the endless murmuring and the super star master next to him simultaneously glared at the high-dimensional overlooker and said in unison:

"What's that thing stacked on top of your pair of sevens?"

"Giant Eye, what's wrong?" the high-dimensional overlooker said in a calm tone: "Two seven-star super giant eyes, what's the problem? (Note 1)"

"What are we fighting?"

"I taught you poker."

"What did you take out?"

"Giant eye." The high-dimensional overlooker began to divert the attention of the super star master: "Ahem, I didn't use my authority to cheat - do you think the second number was played by the ring of destiny?"

"It's my destiny to be able to hit two against one." Ring of Fate quibbled. This was his eighth one against two in one round. Originally, He used his authority to make the two foreign gods opposite him think that this was a normal situation, but now it was exposed by the high-dimensional overlooker.

Seeing this scene, the super star master on one side smiled angrily, and the stars twinkled beside him. Suddenly, a firework show bloomed in the starry sky, and the four idle gods began a physical duel.

The Declined King who was entrenched on Pluto in the distance turned his eyes to look at this joyful place, while turning his remaining eyes to look at the Mother Tree of Desire creeping quietly toward the outside of the galaxy, he couldn't help but feel The world is different.

Some foreign gods were driven out of the earth along with all their belongings. Now I can only run away quietly, afraid of being discovered by the fallen mother goddess, which is really pitiful.

The Declined King thought indifferently, showing no mercy to the Mother Tree of Desire.

Moretti looked at the fireworks falling from the sky and sighed slightly - it would be great if these alien gods were so kind when it came to competing for authority. However, although it still looks like a happy scene now, in the future, the outer gods will inevitably be overwhelmed by the ownership of authority and source of matter.

I don’t know if the earth will suffer disaster by then, but by then, “I” now have the Source Castle and should be able to protect Melissa and Benson.

Moretti thought as his body quickly approached the barrier on the earth, but the next moment his eyes suddenly stopped.

"Teacher, stop playing cards."

"—The Honakis Mountains are gone."