Chapter 813 The Gods After the Rot

On the dark and sinking plain, the moonlight that should not have appeared, in the center of the long-term world, the upper narrator quietly prostrates on the spiral hill, the limbs with the divine still cling tightly to those The rock formed by the condensed fragments of history, the clear moonlight covers this divine creature like a veil, and the bright moon hangs high above the hill.

Gawain raised his head and looked at the huge spider.

He seemed to be dead on the way chasing the moonlight.

Of course, what he is chasing cannot be the moonlight. There is no "moon" in this sandbox world, just like the reality outside, but his posture of clinging to the hillside and dying... It does seem to be chasing something.

Magnum raised his head, the upper narrator's limbs blocked the moonlight, casting a huge shadow around him, the irritable red-haired bishop narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ahem...that's spectacular..."

"We came to the real side of this world...but what should we do next?" Yuri couldn't help asking, "The upper narrator is already dead, do you want to kill him again after resurrecting him?"

"His corpse is indeed here, but think about the 'veil' that deceived us all, and think about the spiders that attacked us," Gawain said calmly, "The life and death of a god is a far greater The complex concept of mortals, He may be dead, but in a certain dimension, at a certain level, His influence is still alive..."

What Gawain said was very vague, because even he was not sure about some things, but he did have certain conjectures about "the life and death of the gods" - the gods in the real world "died" too, the battle of the god-killing fleet The records and the corpses of gods in the deep sea and in the fortress of disobedience cannot be faked, but the gods still return time and time again, answering the prayers of believers again and again, which is enough to explain one thing:

Even if a god dies and the corpse is in front of your eyes, He is still alive on some level.

Selena also raised her head and carefully observed the huge spider wreckage, frowning slightly: "He seems to be protecting something before he dies."

Gawain followed Selina's line of sight and looked up. He saw that the upper narrator's limbs were intertwined with extra thick spider silk, and between the gaps in the spider silk, it seemed that there was indeed something faintly existing.

It seems to be several "cocoons" wrapped with spider silk.

The upper-level narrator seems to be protecting those "cocoons", and some of the arthropods are tightly contracted under the body.

"It's really protecting something..." Gawain frowned and walked forward, "Maybe those things that he protects are the key."

However, just as he was walking towards the spiral hill, an invisible wind suddenly blew across the barren plain. Amidst the dust and debris blown up by the wind, Gawain and others subconsciously stopped and waited until this The gust of wind subsided, and a figure did not know when it was already standing not far ahead.

It was an old man in an old robe, tall, with white hair and beard, holding a worn-out lantern that seemed to have been used for a long time.

Duwart, a self-proclaimed high narrator priest.

Yuri and Magnum's expressions instantly became solemn, and at the same time they noticed that the white-haired girl named "Naritel" didn't seem to be beside the old man on the ground at the moment.

Duwart came from the wind, and his eyes fell on Gawain for the first time.

"I'm surprised," he said, looking at Gawain, but his voice was no longer as kind and kind as it was at first, but with a kind of shrill hoarse tremor, as if his throat had already rotted, and his voice resonated from the broken flesh and blood Generally, "I've never met an individual like you... The information you brought nearly tainted the whole story."

Gawain made no response,

He just took a step forward, and a long sword with dark red in the black suddenly appeared in his hand. Taking another step forward, he put on the heavy armor that he wore when he fought on the battlefield 700 years ago.

"Also, this way of 'conversation' is more direct."

The tattered Duvalt looked calmly at Gawain who drew his sword and stepped forward without saying a word, said indifferently, and then threw the lantern in his hand calmly.

The fire in the lantern was extinguished instantly, but at the moment when the fire was shattered, countless rising shadows suddenly escaped from Duwart's aged body. Transformed into a giant spider composed of ashes, smoke, shadows and dark red patterns, exactly like the dead upper narrator on that spiral hill!

A strange roar sounded from the smoke and dust, and the black spider with divine patterns on its body raised a limb, blocking the fiery long sword in Gawain's hand. A voice that sounded like a human voice came from the spider's body: "Unfortunately, you are a sword that comes from reality, how can you resist endless nightmares..."

Gawain clenched the long sword tightly, and looked at the dark red eyes that flickered in the smoke calmly, a little illusory glimmer spread on his blade: "It's a coincidence, I am also a little proficient in dreams. …”

An illusory flame rose from the surface of the Sword of Trailblazers, and the indestructible spider arthropod was cut into two in an instant, and the huge body of "Duwart" moved sideways in an incredible flexible way, dodging the high altitude. Wen's next attack, and issued a series of chaotic and inexplicable roars.

Gawain turned his wrist, and the long sword crossed a semi-circle beside him. The next second, he held the sword again and asked at the same time, "Are you the upper-level narrator? Or his incarnation? Projection?

"What is that girl named Naritel?

"The god is dead... Then where does the aura lingering here come from?"

Facing Gawain's stormy attack, the spider-like "Duwart" kept dodging and counterattacking, while whispering mixed with turbid noises: "The outsider...you have a lot of problems...

"Unfortunately, there is no answer in the nightmare!"

A thick layer of fog suddenly fell on the plain. The thick fog blocked everyone's senses in an instant. In the darkness, only a ghost like a giant spider could be seen moving quickly in the fog. Yuri opened his hands and kept on Outlining the golden runes to strengthen everyone's minds, Magnum set off a powerful mental storm, constantly dispelling the spiritual pollution that was approaching. Selena held a lantern and watched the changes in the fog vigilantly while watching. In the direction of Gawain.

Gawain clenched the long sword in one hand, his eyes slowly swept across the thick fog in front of him, a giant spider phantom flashed in front of him, but he just took a half step back calmly and said without looking back: "You Here, Magnum, you return to the real world."

...

Deep in the underground palace of the Eternal Sleeper headquarters, the bottom containment area was silent, as if the entire palace had been shrouded in a peaceful deep sleep.

Close to the assembly hall on the ground floor, in a separate containment room, Wendy, the "Spirit Song" with a soft face and a serene demeanor, was sitting quietly on her bed, staring at a nearly transparent white spider that came from nowhere. , watching it hard work in the corner of the web, watching it run around on the ground.

Wendy's face was calm, and her eyes were as silent as water. She seemed to have been staring at it for a century, and she planned to continue to look at it this way.

Suddenly, she blinked and raised her head as if awakened from a dream.

On the opposite side of the bed, the siren rune carved with magic materials is quietly emitting a faint light, with a strange power that makes people clear and sharp.

Wendy frowned suddenly.

Spiders...why are there spiders in a containment area with a strict control and cleaning regime?

The archbishop stood up and subconsciously came to the spider who was knitting a web in the corner of the wall. The latter was disturbed by her, and his long legs danced away quickly, and quickly climbed up the wall, and when he climbed halfway, it was out of thin air. disappeared in front of Wendy.

Wendy's expression suddenly became serious.

She hurried to the iron door and slapped it hard twice: "Mr. Guard, how is the situation outside?"

After a delay of a second or two, a muffled voice of a spirit knight came from outside the door: "Everything is normal outside, Archbishop Wendy."

Wendy frowned and quietly opened her mind vision. In the hazy vision brought by her mind vision, she saw the spirit knight wearing a heavy helmet and armor standing in the corridor outside through the heavy metal door. guard.

Although she is not a person who is good at fighting, Wendy is more or less an archbishop-level priest. The gates and walls in the containment area cannot completely block her from prying eyes.

"Mr. Guard," Wendy said in a soft voice with a little strength while watching the figures in the corridor outside the door, with a slight light in her eyes, "Is everything really normal outside?"

"Everything is normal outside, Archbishop Wendy."

The guard in the heavy armor said in a sullen voice, but in Wendy's mind vision, she clearly saw that the other party slowly raised his right hand, his palm was placed horizontally in front of his chest, palm down!

The contamination of upper narrators? ! when? !

Wendy, who thought she was the first "Soul Song" who was contaminated and contained by the upper-level narrator, suddenly widened her eyes, and vaguely realized that everyone had been deceived by some kind of illusion, and she put her hand on the On the cold metal door, his eyes quickly fell.

Thinking only took two seconds.

In the next instant, she turned around and pressed her body against the wall beside the door, her eyes fixed on the magical rune on the opposite wall that could purify mental pollution, and said in a clear voice:

"To the upper narrator, to our all-knowing and almighty Lord—"

In the corridor outside the door, there was the sound of the guard's armor colliding and rubbing slightly, as if listening intently.

"Compatriots, open the door," Wendy said calmly, controlling her heartbeat and breathing, "The time for the Lord to come has come."

There was silence outside the door for a moment, Wendy waited in this unbearable calm, and finally, she heard the voice of the spirit knight guard in her ears: "I understand, wait a moment. Compatriots, this is really good information."

With the sound of metal friction and collision, Wendy saw the iron door beside her slowly opening, and then a figure in silver-white armor walked in.

"Compatriots—" the figure said.

Wendy suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed one of the other's arm, and then pulled and tugged, directly dragging the tall guard into the air for half a circle, smashing the man with the armor on the wall beside him. , the iron can-like full-body armor made a tooth-crushing loud noise in the impact - bang! !

Immediately after, without waiting for the opponent to land, Wendy bullied her again, crushing the spirit knight, who still had consciousness and counterattack ability, to the ground. She forced her hands over the opponent's head wearing a helmet, forcing the eyes covered by the double-sided armor. Facing his own line of sight, he sighed in a low voice: "Look at me!

"Mental shock!"

The spirit knight, who was strong and had good mental resistance, seemed powerless to fight back against an archbishop's surprise attack at such a close range, and fell into a deep coma almost instantly.

After confirming that the guards were no longer able to fight back, Wendy let go of her hand and let the heavy helmet slam on the floor.

Then she stood up, turned and walked in the direction of the corridor.

But when she just took a few steps and was about to step out of the door, she suddenly stopped.

The warning from the depths of her heart made her stop abruptly, and quickly recalled whether she had forgotten something important.

The next second, she turned her head and saw the mysterious rune on the wall of the room that helped her to break free from the spiritual pollution of the upper narrator step by step.

She wasn't sure if she was still carrying pollution, or even if she left the room at this moment because of her own will or because of something else.

After hesitating for a moment, Wendy took a deep breath and made a quick decision.

The compatriots in the upper area must be notified - the containment area has been contaminated! !

(Mom!!!!)

(The energy is exhausted, the dishes are peaceful...

The double update is over, and then the single update is resumed. In fact, I didn't save enough manuscripts this time. The second chapter of the past two days has been written and found, and today I finally can't keep up with the energy... Looking back, after all, it has been written for ten years, and the physical aspect is indeed It's a lot worse than when I first entered the industry, I don't have enough energy, and the tenosynovitis seems to be ready to repeat, so I can only come here.

Cultivation for a while, and then save the manuscript.

In the end, if you are idle, you are idle. Ask for a monthly pass! Please ask for this month and next month, in case there is one, right? )