Chapter 452 Door
Latest website: As spells came out of Abner's mouth, the crimson moon in the sky was strangely stained with blood.
In Backlund's Harvest Church, a figure with silver hair and silver eyes, who seemed to symbolize the word "beauty", suddenly appeared by the glass window. She raised her head and looked at the night sky, and said to herself with a slight curl in the corner of her mouth:
"Blood Moon... Let's see if you can see through my plan this time..."
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In a house on Williams Street in the West End, a girl with beautiful blond hair and an umbrella in her hand was talking to the "Red Angel" Medici who lived here, but suddenly, she turned her head and looked Toward the sky, a monocle was also put on the right eye.
"It seems that something very interesting happened..." Amon's girl clone became interested and turned to the "Red Angel" and asked, "Do you know the reason for this?"
"You should ask your former colleagues...if you have the courage." Medici blew out a smoke ring and mocked habitually.
Since she separated from Sauron and Einhorn, she prayed to the "True Creator" and was "given" extraordinary characteristics at the angelic level without any surprise.
Now, she can function in reality for a long time without the need of a "gatekeeper".
"It's not the time to go see Bethel yet..." Amon narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you interested in becoming a true god? I can provide some help."
Medici didn't believe a word of what "Angel of Time" said. She sneered and said, "Is it possible that you still have the 'Conqueror' attribute in your hand? Or maybe you stole the uniqueness of the 'Red Priest'?"
"I certainly don't have the characteristics of 'Conqueror' or the uniqueness of 'Red Priest'..." Amon turned the umbrella handle and continued, "But, you haven't considered the conversion method?"
"What? Are you confident that you can kill the 'Original Witch'? Although her condition is not good, it is not something that the two of us can deal with... and it is not convenient for the Lord to take action." Medici responded with a few words of disdain. , threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out with his feet.
"What I mean is that you can learn from the 'Blood Emperor', but you have to reverse it and become the 'Black Emperor'!" Amon revealed the answer with a smile.
"'Black Emperor'? So you tried so hard to get me to help you deal with Augustus!" Although Medici didn't believe Amon at all, he still seriously considered her suggestion in his heart.
"You should know that the 'Black Emperor' can wash away the 'madness' after being resurrected, and as long as the Augustus family fails, I have the ability to 'take' all the materials from her..."
"Besides, Augustus' promotion to Black Emperor was promoted by that paranoid man. Don't you want to ruin her plan?"
At this point, Amon did not wait for Medici to answer, turned around and disappeared into the night, leaving only the words "I hope to get a satisfactory answer when we meet next time" echoing in the ears of the "Red Angel".
Medici squinted his eyes and stared at the place where she was standing for a while, and then silently mocked: "The little crow came out in a woman's body, and his personality has become a little better than before.
"At least I didn't think about burning her hair just now...
"But the 'Black Emperor'...heh, it sounds tempting, but it's not that easy!"
Medici admitted that for a moment, her heart actually moved.
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On the Future Ship docked in "Morning Star City", Sharf, who was tortured to death by Frank's experiment, suddenly sat upright from the mushroom bush.
He raised his head and looked at the blood moon in the sky through the porthole, and then glanced at Frank who was studying the strange plants in "Morning Star City". He didn't know what he was thinking.
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At the same time, in the Observer Castle, as the ceremony progressed, Abner suddenly saw a deep darkness appearing in front of him. In the depths of the darkness were endless storms and occasional lightning flashes.
The next second, a voice sounded in his ears, a voice that was not giant language, elven language or ancient Hermetic language, but a voice that had never been exposed to language.
But Abner could understand it as soon as he heard it, and felt that it seemed like the true source of many current languages.
"Is this Mr. Men's ravings? No wonder Fors couldn't bear it at first. The 'pollution' of this sound was close to looking directly at the 'incomplete mythical form'...
"Where did Mr. Men learn this 'technique' from? Well, according to the original work, she was probably 'polluted' by more than one alien god. Could this be the ability brought to her by the 'Eternal Rumbling'? ?
"But I'm not Mr. Fool after all, and I can't correctly discern the meaning of her words. From what I heard, what she shouted was 'save her'..."
As soon as Abner thought of this, the shouts from infinite distance suddenly stopped, and there was a deathly silence around him.
After two or three seconds, a vague but piercing voice came into his mind:
"It was you who held the 'Gate of Gray Mist' ceremony."
This sentence was stated in a straightforward manner without any ups and downs, but it made Abner frown, because the "pollution" contained in it was even a bit intolerable for him now.
Of course, this is without turning on the "Pure White Eyes".
"Who are you?" Abner asked knowingly.
The voice said with a deep smile:
"You can call me Mr. Door.
"And there's no need to pretend you don't know me. I think you're no stranger to me."
...Based on the care you show for Aglaia, you might be one of my sons-in-law! Abner secretly complained and asked:
"Mr. Men...are you His Highness Bethel Abraham?"
The voice that came through countless barriers returned to its calm tone:
"Yes.
"But I can feel that you seem to have the blood of the Abraham family. Shouldn't you just call me ancestor?"
The reason why she felt this way was because, just in case, Alvin had presided over the ceremony from the beginning.
"Oh, but your 'help' has caused the entire Abraham family to fall into a curse that has lasted for more than a thousand years. Basically no one can become a 'traveler', or even a 'recorder'. They always do it when they are promoted or on the night of the full moon. Losing control and turning into a monster." Abner said in the tone of a rebellious younger member of the Abraham family.
Mr. Men was silent for two seconds and said:
“There is no ‘Mystic Mage’ anymore, no other demigods?
"Then what's going on with you? Switching to the 'Soothsayer' path shouldn't make the babble disappear."
"It has been gone since the 'War of the Four Emperors', and the curse you brought has prevented any of the Abrahams from being promoted to demigods...and I have my own secret." Abner said calmly.
Mr. "Men" sighed and said:
"I was exiled in the eternal night, blocked by the never-ending storm. I had no way of knowing what was happening in the real world, and I never expected that the entire Abraham family would fall to this point..."
"Okay, let's not talk about this..." Abner cut off the other party's words. He had no intention of talking nonsense with this "Gate" man and turned to the business, "Now I am holding the so-called 'Gate of Gray Mist' ceremony. , I need to borrow your power."
As he spoke, his mind moved and communicated with the body of the "Source of Fall". In an instant, the remaining "old" power spread to the source of the sound through the connection.
The next moment, the dull voice suddenly changed, becoming excited and crazy.
"Don't save me!"