Planner of Age of Heroes

Abby's mouth raised slightly, and a purple eye seemed to flash quickly in the keyhole-like hole, but then disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

"I see....."

As a key, a key that reflects the desires of everyone around him, Abby can feel the thoughts of the woman in front of him. Now a chaotic environment that can serve as a keyhole is about to form. Who is guilty?

The dress on Abby's body has gradually shown signs of differentiation, and the small top hat has also shown signs of changing into a witch's hat. White tentacles appear from under the ground, and these tentacles slap a pagan who wants to launch a sneak attack. If you look closely, you can see some black and purple in the depths of the originally white tentacles.

Marissa looked at these tentacles with obsession in her eyes, which she could no longer hide. Yes, the power these tentacles possessed was the same as that of the colorful door. It was so beautiful.

But this wouldn't work. If she continued like this, she and the girl would be in danger. The power this girl possessed was far beyond Marissa's imagination. Perhaps she should change some strategies.

"Abby, do you want to be a hero? Your power should be able to easily deal with these pagans. How about leaving one alive so that we can go straight to Huanglong? Abby is a good boy, right? Good boys envy heroes and want to be heroes. Do you know the latest hero movies?"

Marissa fixed her hair. Her tone was as if she was telling a fairy tale, like she was holding a lollipop and constantly tempting an innocent and cute child. "Once we succeed, maybe you will be the protagonist of the next movie. All the children will envy you and compete to be your friend."

Ah...what a selfish thought. The pagans around me are the same. Everyone present is guilty.

Marissa saw Abi's hesitation. Her words would be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Her words would reveal the malice in the hearts of human beings. "Abigail Williams, if you don't accomplish such a great feat like a hero, after everyone knows your identity as a witch, guess what will happen to you?"

Witch! The Witch of Salem!

Ah...Abby...is going to become a bad boy.

The black dress turned into a tentacle-like garment that wrapped around the body. The small hat turned into a witch's wizard hat. The bow and the little bear sat quietly on the edge of the hat. A black ring carrying a large number of peculiarly shaped keys appeared from the void and floated behind the girl.

The girl slowly raised her hand, and two black keys appeared in her hand.

The power of God has not yet been completely released. Although the breath of God can be felt, it has not yet reached the point where it cannot be completely contained. Perhaps this is a good thing, both for this country and for Abi.

Fragments like in a dream appeared around Abby. The girl looked at her own outfit and smiled as if she had just woken up from a dream. "Ah... Is this me in the Witch of Salem?"

Marissa looked at the black keys with fascination. She couldn't help but reach out and touch them. Then she smiled infatuatedly, "Abi, good boy, you have shown such strength. Do you agree with what I said?"

Abby looked at the girl in front of her. She didn't mind the selfishness and darkness in this girl's heart. If she didn't agree, this girl would keep pestering her. Now she is already a bad kid. How should a bad kid deal with the current situation?

Sure enough, it's a one-time solution...

"Well, Abby agrees with you, some things really should be settled once and for all."

The black key in Abby's hand was inserted directly into the empty ground, and then twisted to the side like opening a door. A large number of black tentacles suddenly stretched out from various places in the area, and then slapped it hard. At the same time, the key waved forward, and dark purple butterflies also flew out.

The tentacles were an attack that could kill the pagans painlessly in an instant, and according to Marissa, the butterflies were used to capture a living person to find out the location of the pagans' headquarters. By using their abilities to open the door, they could reach the location of the pagans in an instant.

A pagan wearing a black robe, whose hands had completely turned into black tentacles, opened a door with the tentacles. Following the scent, this pagan was getting closer and closer to where Marissa and Abby were.

As long as they can grab the last sacrifice, they will live forever with their god. Even if it costs their lives, they will not retreat no matter how dangerous it is. However, the moment this pagan walked into the next room, a large number of huge black tentacles surrounded him, and then slapped him down fiercely. The next moment, the pagan's consciousness fell into darkness.

A confusion remained in the pagan's mind, that is, weren't they immortal?

The power of the gods can only be broken by the gods, but unfortunately, Abigail Williams possesses a powerful divinity, and the blessings bestowed by these pagan gods are not enough to resist the power that Abigail possesses.

Abhi, who has already crossed that step, will not hold back.

Chapter 60: Jack, Let's Go Help Abby

In this dark hotel, a pagan was fleeing in panic. She had just witnessed with her own eyes her companions being beaten into a pulp by the black tentacles. Although they were immortal, there was no way they could be resurrected after such an attack!

Are you kidding me? Although they knew that the gods they believed in would cleanse the world and resurrect those who believed in them when they came, by that time the new world would be in ruins and it would probably take a long time to restore the prosperity that they enjoyed so much.

Therefore, before the gods come, they still want to enjoy themselves in the old world.

Purple butterflies flew out from a corner not far away. To this pagan, these butterflies were like the gods of death who were taking his life. After receiving the blessings of the God of Faith, they could be regarded as psychics of a high level and were very sensitive to power.

These purple butterflies have the same power as the tentacles that appeared before. If you are smashed to death by the tentacles, what will be the consequences of being entangled by these butterflies?

The pagan didn't dare to take the gamble. No matter how fragile these butterflies looked, no matter how beautiful and dreamy the light they shed looked, it was the power displayed by their existence that killed them.

Not only were there these butterflies, but there were also black and purple tentacles that appeared from time to time on the road, blocking the road from time to time. In the panic, the pagan did not notice that these butterflies and tentacles seemed to be deliberately leading her somewhere.

A rather gorgeous-looking door was pushed open. After closing the door, the pagan breathed a sigh of relief. At least no tentacles appeared around her, and those purple butterflies seemed to have been successfully shaken off. Was she safe now?

"Well, I've seen it. You are all good children. Thank you."

The girl's voice rang out in the room, and the pagan suddenly raised her head. Because of what happened just now, she was already a little scared. However, after seeing the situation in front of her, she found that the pagan's fear was not unfounded, because the purple butterfly that frightened her was obediently landing on the girl's fingertips.

The girl with golden hair held the black key in her hand, raised her head and smiled at the pagan, "Hello, believer of a foreign god, please forgive me for inviting you here in this way."

Abby looked at the pagan in front of him and directly used his ability [Loss of Sanity]. He was ready to use this power to make the pagan in front of him fall into chaos and terror, and use the power of chaos and terror to obtain the information he wanted. Perhaps because he himself was favored by an abnormal god, this skill had a somewhat transcendent effect on the pagan.

After being affected by the skill, the pagan screamed and fell to his knees. Then his eyes gradually became dull and blurred. Abby also sighed. It was not her wish to turn a person into such a stupid appearance. This time she did not control the strength of her power. She would not do it again next time.

"Tell me, where is your headquarters?"

The pagan raised his head, opened his mouth dully, and finally gave an address. It was not difficult to get the information at all.

Abi smiled, and then the smile gradually became weird and widened. How should I put it? Is this fate? I didn't expect that the information I got after going around in circles was that the headquarters of the pagans was actually my hometown, Salem.

“Hehehe…hahaha….hahahaha!!”

After Abby covered her face and laughed a few times, she suddenly raised her key, and black tentacles spread out, constantly slapping everything in front of her. The pagans instantly turned into meat paste, and then the blonde girl opened her arms, and colorful fragments opened like a door. Abby turned her head and glanced at Marissa.

"Want to go together?"

The answer is of course yes. After all, Marissa’s goal is to see the colorful door again.

Passing through the door of time and space, the blonde girl looked at the red brick church in front of her, which was full of 17th century style and had a bit of British style. The expression on her face was a little tangled and weird, which made people miss it. This was where she used to pray, but now this church exudes an extremely special dark atmosphere.

It's exactly like the restless atmosphere I felt in the singularity. Ah... this place has become a keyhole of chaos.

In China, Xia Yan opened the system while eating lunch. His points were finally enough, and it was time to send out that heroic spirit. That hero should make Abigail Williams feel a rare sense of relief. It would also be a good thing for little Jack who was in England.

Of course Xia Yan didn't know that little Jack was not in London, England at all.

In a city on the east coast of the United States, a white-haired girl in a dress landed safely under the care of two bodyguards. Relying on her familiarity with other members of the Children's Alliance, the white-haired girl raised her head and looked at a plan, then frowned slightly.

They were born in the shadow of a bustling city, so they soon felt the different feelings that this country brought to them.

Through the previous live video recording, little Jack already knew who his companions were who came to this country this time, so he became more worried. Abby was a good boy, at least more well-behaved and obedient than them, but Abby also had a bad side. Although the bad side was actually a good side, Abby didn't want to be like that.

She had to find Abby as soon as possible. Her mother had told them before to stay with Abby. As heroic spirits, they could resist many negative influences that humans could not resist. Abby was an innocent and kind child who was afraid of loneliness. Abby must not be allowed to remain a bad child!

But where exactly is Abhi?

[Jack, listen to me! I found where Abby is. Go find Abby quickly, and then we can have a happy tea party together~

But you have to hurry up, or Abi won't be able to restrain his power. 】

A familiar voice sounded in his mind, and a smile appeared on little Jack's face. He was a member of their children's alliance, and he was definitely a captain! He and Abby were finally not alone!

Ah, but now is not the time to be happy, we have to find Abby first!

Chapter 61: Thank you Witch Trial, hehe, hahaha!

[You have a new preview, please check it out~ (deleted)]

The system notification was like someone was halfway through letting himself go, but suddenly realized something and quickly deleted the part that was letting himself go, leaving only the serious notification.

But fortunately the system deleted it quickly enough, and when Xia Yan looked up, he did not notice anything unusual in the notification bar. Looking at the new video, Xia Yan was a little worried that after clicking it, he would see the opened door of light. In that case, Abi would be the one causing the new disaster. If it was really Abi, Xia Yan really didn't know what to do for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Yan clicked the play button. This time the video was not too long. The beginning of the video was an extremely explosive scene. In the church with extremely plain interior decoration, tiny black tentacles were entangled with each other, forming the shape of a three-headed hellhound.

Perhaps it is not so appropriate to describe this existence, which is similar to an Outer God and was born from the combination of human imagination and the power remaining in this land, as the three-headed dog of hell. After all, he only borrowed this appearance and is completely different from the hell watchdog in Greek mythology.

However, the person standing in front of the three-headed dog had a unclear face.

All that can be seen is the constantly rotating black key and the brilliant colors of the sky border, as if it has transcended time and space and is standing above the universe. It is a door opened through the keyhole lock. The broken space is constantly twisting in the entire church, as if the universe is constantly expanding here.

The video ends here, and the name of this preview is revealed [Special SS Event: Outer God's Gate]

[......Give the host a suggestion. If the host wants to prevent the expansion of this special disaster, it is best to lie down on the bed and take a nap now. After all, this result is probably not what the host wants to see. ]

I don't care, but if the host is unhappy, I will also be unhappy. What's more important is that sooner or later I will be beaten up by others. If this creates a distance between me and Xia Yan, then it will be a loss. Pranks are my hobby, and I really hate humans, except Xia Yan.

Faced with a choice between his or her own preferences and the boy in front of him or her, he or she chooses the latter.

"system?"

My own system is indeed self-aware. Although I am still confused inside, I think my system will not harm me. I will put my confusion aside for the time being. Perhaps the system is different from what I imagined, and there may be omissions regarding the Heroic Spirit, but now is not the time to think about these.

Roll over and lie back down in bed and close your eyes.

Even if you can't sleep, you have to force yourself to fall asleep now. If you really can't sleep, just take a sleeping pill!

Now that you have decided to do it, you must do it to the best of your ability!

At the same time, in the newly opened underground space in the church in Salem, the people who were praying looked at the church president who had stopped praying and blessing in confusion. The church president slowly raised his head, reached out and picked up a candlestick from the altar in front of him, turned around and took off the mask on his face.

"Everyone, a distinguished guest has arrived. Let's go and greet him."

After hearing their president's words, the pagans around them suddenly raised their heads and followed their president towards the church building. They were still muttering something in their mouths, saying words that normal people could not understand. The candlesticks projected their shadows on the wall, and those shadows continued to spread outward like distorted existences.

It was as if some evil that had been buried underground was slowly crawling out and returning to this world.

Outside the Salem Church, Marissa fell out of the gate of space behind Abby. This was her first time to cross the gate of space. Of course, she was not very skilled and even looked extremely embarrassed.

However, she was not angry at all despite looking so embarrassed. Instead, she was extremely excited. Although she did not cross the door of colorful light, she was also in direct contact with the power of the god. How magical and how desirable it was. If she had crossed that real door, she would have no regrets in her life!

Abi took two steps forward and pushed open the door of the church. The furnishings inside the church were no different from what he remembered. On the contrary, the cross in the middle of the church had acquired a unique tenderness and sacredness after going through so many years.

It’s a pity that beneath this sacred cross lies unimaginable sin and darkness.

The two keys in Abby's hand disappeared. He clasped his hands together, looked at the cross whose shadow was swaying in the light, and slowly closed his eyes. "Lord, please bless all believers."

However, just after the girl finished praying, the entire cross and its base fell backwards, revealing a passage leading to the underground. An old voice came from this passage, "Unfortunately, girl, this is no longer the Lord's sanctuary, but the dwelling place of my God, and the entanglement of countless grievances."

The old man holding the candlestick in his hand walked up step by step. Looking at the two people in front of him, the president raised his cheek. There were obvious signs of old age and decay on that face. Age spots even covered every part of his cheek. In some places that looked rotten, black tentacles spread out from them.

"Little girl, do you want to hear a story? About why this place has become the place where my god lives? I think you are also very curious about the girl favored by the gods. This is the first time I have ever met a girl as innocent and cruel as you."

Of course, the old man did not intend to stop his story because of the answers of the two girls. He put the candlestick in his hand on the table beside him. The believers around him began to slowly circle around the two girls. The strange shadow was reflected on the wall, and tentacles could be seen emerging from the shadow from time to time.

“You should have heard of the Salem witch incident more than three hundred years ago. Although we don’t know what caused it, the final result was that twenty people died as witches or wizards, and countless people were imprisoned for interrogation. There are too many resentments left here, and even the breath left by unknown gods.

After decades of experiments using everything that remains here, we have finally contacted our God. We really have to thank the Salem Witch for this gift."

Chapter 62: Be quiet, flies

The witches of Salem... The witches of Salem... They keep saying the witches of Salem, but it’s clear that these people know nothing! !

Abby clenched his fists, his perception of these guys was getting worse and worse. If Salem back then was the suppressed hearts of the people, they were trying to vent by hurting each other, thus the keyhole of sin was born, a place that could be called a cage.

So Salem now is simply a space filled with private desires!

"......So I think you should understand how long it took us to make such preparations. We are continuing the legacy left by the witch of Salem more than 300 years ago. This must be what the witch expected..."

What was the president saying? Abby could no longer hear it, and Marissa, who was standing behind Abby, looked at the pagans around her with great vigilance. These guys were far more oppressive than the ones she had seen before.

but......

If it was the girl in front of me, if it was Abby, she would definitely be able to eliminate these guys and then reveal the gorgeous door.

Thinking of this, Marissa couldn't help but hug herself tightly, and at the same time, she put her legs together, a strange red appeared on her face, and her eyes became blurred. This action showed her body curves. If placed in some special environment, it must be very attractive. However, the pagans here will not fall for this "beautiful scenery".

The president was still chattering on and on, but suddenly he stopped, raised his head, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"...For our long-cherished wish, for the coming of my God, little girl with magical powers, can you please - die?"

One of the believers suddenly jumped towards Abby, and the strange black robe spread out on both sides. A large number of tiny black tentacles stretched out from the robe, and it seemed that they could devour Abby at any time. The blonde girl just raised a black key in her hand and waved it quickly to the side.

Don't be fooled by this little girl's petite body and the fact that the attacks she uses look like summoning ones, but the power she possesses is definitely top-notch among all the heroic spirits.

The moment the black key came into contact with the pagan, his stomach caved in, and then he flew backwards like a baseball and got embedded in the wall, almost destroying one of the walls of the church.

However, it was not only Abby who was attacked. In the elongated black shadow, a part of the black tentacles also coiled towards Marissa. Almost at the moment when the pagan flew backwards, Marissa's body was also tied up by a large number of tiny black tentacles.

Then Marissa's body pushed forward, as if something pierced through her body, causing blood to flow to the ground.

Marissa looked at her wound in disbelief, then slowly raised her hands, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the girl with golden hair in front of her, "Why? Why didn't you protect me this time?"

After seeing this, the pagan leader showed an interested look on his face. No matter what, this little blonde girl did not prevent them from obtaining the blood of the sacrifice, which was a good thing for them. In this way, they could begin the final sacrifice to the god they believed in.

The pagan leader adjusted his position so that the candle he placed would completely cast his shadow. The dark shadow basically covered the entire ground. Several small black tentacles emerged from the depths of the shadow and dragged the seriously injured Marissa to the center of the darkness.

At the same time, these black tentacles began to be stained with the woman's blood, outlining special patterns on the ground.

Ah... this woman is finally going to die. This woman who kept stabbing her heart with a knife and taking advantage of her is going to lose her life. Abi is indeed a bad boy. But he can only do this, he must do this, otherwise there will be annoying flies around his ears that will keep giving him a headache.