Chapter 532 Becoming Stupid Together

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The light of dusk exploded behind the God of War. He staggered two steps and leaned to the side leaning on his sword. He made no sound for a moment because of the pain.

Klein took the opportunity to drag Antigonus away from Him and moved him to the other side of Calderon.

The light ball in the armor of Badheir's head flashed a few times. He had regained consciousness, but after taking his full blow, his hands and feet were slightly out of control.

"The door actually appears here..."

A "gate" that did not carry the pollution of the fallen mother goddess came to the earth and became a god. The God of War knew after a moment's thought that the person standing behind him was the old one. While the Twilight Giant concentrated his energy on repairing the wounds on his body, he easily captured the figure of Bethel Abraham. His face suddenly became a little ugly, but then he calmed down:

"He wants to devour Antigonus and become a dual-path true god? Then why not come back while we are both losing? Is it because he wants to sell me a favor? However, if He just takes away this crazy wolf, then for me It’s not a bad thing… No, He was assisting Antigonus in attacking me just now. His purpose is not just to take Antigonus away, but to do something to me!”

The severe pain in his back helped him regain the lost IQ.

"I have no interest relationship with Him, and I can't say that I have persecuted the Abraham family." God of War quickly rolled through all the sequences in his mind from the past struggles, and got a question mark, "If Bethel Abraham It doesn’t seem strange to help Antigonus fight against me because of the opposition in the Fourth Age, but when did they have a friendship that goes beyond the desire for promotion?”

"And most importantly, why is He so anxious?"

In the same way, whether you have a grudge against yourself or want to devour Antigonus, you can choose to come back later.

Even if he had been affected by "fooling" just now and his strength was slightly weakened, he could have seriously injured Antigonus to the brink of death. Wouldn't it be better for Bethel to pick up the slack at that time? He didn't have any objection to Bethel taking Antigonus' body directly. Could it be that He Badheir still covets the extraordinary characteristics of non-adjacent paths? He is not Salinger, so he will definitely give it away as a favor.

This is a question that the God of War cannot figure out. But as a god whose combat power ranks among the best among the twenty-two paths, the God of War has a relatively simple approach: "If you can't talk, then fight", "If you can't understand the thoughts of other gods, don't read", "If you beat him to death, it will be fine." The idea is that no matter what the reason for Bethel Abraham's presence here is, just drive him and Antigonus away.

In the spiritual world, there is no doubt that it is an environment suitable for Bethel Abraham to fight.

He is also a true god. Being able to enter the area he has sealed means that he can also travel through the spiritual world and leave. Moreover, I don't know the purpose of His action against me... The God of War's attention was transferred to the center of Calderon without leaving any trace. On that big pit. The source of matter below is flowing quietly. If you find a way to bring Bethel Abraham into the area below, then you can try to use the power of the River of Eternal Darkness to restrict the other party's "roaming" - and, according to ancient times, Now it is time for Him to come into contact with the results of the Sun God’s research.

"Can we communicate?"

Klein stretched out his hand, Antigonus glared at him, and Klein retracted his hand.

"It seems that I can communicate." Klein whispered to Bethel, "But He doesn't want to talk to me."

Bethel rolled his eyes in consciousness. He appeared next to Antigonus in a flash, briefly looked at the other person's situation, and considered whether to take action and dig out the metal plates from Antigonus's flesh and blood.

These pieces of armor from the God of War were cast into Antigonus's body, becoming important items for the God of War to locate Antigonus's true form and limit the opponent's extraordinary abilities. Bethel thought seriously about whether it would be more beneficial to free Antigonus from these items, or whether it would be better for him to continue to hang on to these items - after all, turning back also meant killing the mysterious will that had allowed it to resurrect. His.

After a few seconds, Bethel decided to see Klein's attitude.

If Klein didn't discover the function of these metal pieces stuck in the flesh, then he would just pretend that he didn't discover it.

He will not take the initiative to reduce his own advantages, even if this advantage is brought by others.

However, it is not without good news. Klein and Antigonus have reached a certain degree of cooperation, allowing the latter to avoid further liberating the consciousness of the Lord of Mysteries. Otherwise, Bethel will not let his body and Consciousness appears here.

but……

Bethel looked at Antigonus, not believing that the consciousness of the Lord of Mysteries had not surfaced.

If it weren't for his poor condition, he wouldn't have been forced into a deep sleep. Even his sister Tianzhi Mother had acquiesced that his brother couldn't wake up. Moreover, judging from the cohesion power of Antigonus when he woke up, he should not be like this now - but Antigonus's cohesion also had no effect on the adjacent pathways, which made Bethel Not sure if this is a scam or real.

Maybe this is a manifestation of His madness? Bethel was doubtful.

With God Pearl in front of him, He didn't want to guess at the source of his and others' paths, what the old-level "fraudster" who was born with him thought and what he would do.

But the fact did not allow him to think too much. Before he could say anything to Antigonus (although Bethel felt that it was useless to say anything), the ripples of space being torn apart came from behind him, and a handle of dusk The giant sword drew a straight line and stabbed Bethel's back like it was cutting through the water silently. The murderous intention was concealed to the last detail. The figure of the god turned into a white light, completely taking the color of the spiritual world as his own. cover.

Facing the attack from the God of War with his unique power, Bethel's eyes suddenly lit up, and countless stars seemed to twinkle in the depths of his dark eyes, forming a miniature "universe".

In the old days, "universe" meant a place with "infinite time and infinite space."

In an instant, the distance between Bethel and the God of War seemed to be stretched to infinite distance - different from the "fraud" space, the "stealing" distance - like countless invisible doors blocking the space between the two gods. Although the Dusk Giant Sword tore apart the space in front of it with its unstoppable momentum, the tip of the sword still encountered huge resistance and became much sluggish.

Just when extremely complex seal patterns and the recorder's books appeared in front of Bethel, Antigonus behind him also turned over, staring at the God of War with his eyes, "fooling" Power once again acted on Badheir.

Although the God of War took precautions and closed his mind, his IQ decreased again.

But after this moment, Antigonus's breath became weak again.

As a "half-fool", he could not use the power of "fooling" calmly. Every time he used this forcibly borrowed power, he felt that his consciousness became further blurred, not only his identity, his memory and his past. In the past, even the reason why he is fighting desperately now seems to have become ambiguous. Only the head in his arms in the darkness is left, and time is frozen at that moment.

She closed her eyes and cried.

Antigonus gasped, shook his head vigorously, and shook away the faint whisper in his ears.

He was just a wolf and couldn't understand what the man was saying.

"Maybe you will have higher attainments as an assassin."

Bethel spoke with a smile, while flipping through the records, selecting "laws" that could be used as "binding and controlling" skills, and using starlight to complete the complicated and weird patterns at the God of War's feet.

It looks familiar. Klein nervously watched the battle between Bethel and the God of War. At the same time, he paid attention to the large patterned seal that Bethel outlined at the feet of the God of War. Klein always felt that the seal looked familiar, and it was the same as him in the fog of history. Bertel The "star trail" Lee planned to use to catch himself was completely different. After a few seconds, when most of the seal pattern was outlined, Klein suddenly remembered that he had seen this pattern somewhere.

That was the "ritual" at the feet of the Demon of Knowledge when he contacted Bethel!

At that time, the ritual of the Demon of Knowledge was a complex ritual that included "connection, communication, and summoning." Although Klein could not see the changes Bethel had made, his spirituality vaguely told him that Bethel had included them. The spell pattern representing "summoning" has been learned and reversed. If the seal is completely completed, the sealed God of War may be sent somewhere.

Where can one restrict the movement of a god so that he cannot return in the short term? Klein thought to himself, could it be...

"Movement is prohibited here!"

"...Only a fool would give up any opportunity for a sneak attack."

Due to the loss of some IQ, the God of War did not begin to answer Bethel's words until now. At the same time, He was unable to think about very complicated things. He became blind due to "fooling". If He only thought about stabbing Bethel all over, he would temporarily ignore other attacks and use all his strength. and attention shifts to the former.

Just like that, when a certain judge's voice sounded ethereal in the air, the tip of the God of War's sword also reached Bethel.

Before contact, the smell of dusk and decay hits my face.

In just a moment, Bethel saw that the gem brooch on his chest turned gray, and the precious metals dotted around him quickly lost their luster and became as ugly as iron scraps. Fortunately, He has now become a god, otherwise he would definitely feel that his vitality would also decrease and his activities would stagnate. The God of War's figure was affected by the "law", but he was still holding out the tip of his sword forward.

The light of dusk pierced Bethel's heart, but the tip of the sword was transferred from the space on the other side after a moment.

The corners of Bethel's mouth raised slightly:

"It seems like an occasional schizophrenia is good for you."

Buzz!

At the moment when the dual spells of sealing and transfer were completed, Bethel suddenly caught sight of Antigonus rushing forward from the corner of his eye.

He took a breath of air and immediately stopped sealing abruptly.

Seeing the God of War get out of trouble because of the actions of his "fool", Bethel's heart seemed to be bleeding, and he wished he could tear Antigonus off the God of War and beat him up on the spot.

TBC

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Backlund, Emlyn White's temporary residence.

In this small rental house, Emlyn was preparing a potion. He made this small, inconspicuous room hidden in the East End his workshop and laboratory.

Nowadays, the Thunder Church's oppression of pagans and wild Extraordinary people has become more and more fierce, and the entire vampire family has to stay silent and avoid the spotlight for the time being. There are many vampires who are unhappy when they see the demon family showing up and blending into the upper class, but they are also unwilling to donate money to the church.

It was not convenient for Emlyn to show his face outside anymore, so he stayed in his small base and worked as a "medicine" with peace of mind. He also did not forget to rent a batch of documents from the vampire's library on a regular basis, just like playing the role of "Deep". "Red Scholar" while enriching his understanding of the history of the Vampire Clan.

Normally, he would be in his small room, mixing some special potions.

Some medicines with milder properties can be disguised as "special medicines" produced by black workshops without official labels. Emlyn would occasionally disguise himself and sell it to ordinary people around him, or to wealthy people who had already established some economic contacts. Emlyn will find ways to sell some of the potions with extraordinary effects that are prepared from spiritual materials through various channels, and "Judgement" Xio, who is also a member of the Tarot Society, is his best customer. Emlyn Xio is often entrusted as an intermediary to sell to wild Beyonders, or directly to this colleague.

He originally wanted to sell part of it to his fellow vampires, but fellow members of the vampire race who were lower in rank than him also had long lives and did not need medicine.

He also looked for help from all his connections, hoping to get a chance to be promoted, but Miss Justice, who originally said, "Maybe you can help if you come to the Southern Continent," didn't reply for a long time, and Emlyn felt that she should have failed as well. .

……It doesn't matter! As long as he lives long, he might be able to wait until the demigod dies in front of him! Emlyn encouraged himself like this.

The days went by like this day by day. Although the opportunity for promotion was still far away, Emlyn calmly and diligently played the role of "Medicine Master", "Potion Professor" and "Crimson Scholar".

Gradually, he got used to this kind of life and felt that the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Occasionally, only when he happened to walk by the street and saw one or two young soldiers who were terminally ill or physically disabled and were brought here by their relatives to look for "doctors" would he feel that the war was not over yet. The world remains unchanged.

Until now——

——The wind blew.

When the wind of life of the local mother goddess blew through the streets of Loen, Emlyn was holding a small glass pot and pouring the brightly colored liquid into another test tube. At this moment, he raised his head with all his feelings and found that the flowers placed by the window, which had withered in the cold wind, began to grow again. Its withered rhizomes turned green again, its shriveled leaves stretched out, and red flowers bloomed.

The entire process was reflected in Emlyn's eyes, like a series of consecutive photos.

Then, the red flowers enlarged in front of his eyes, gradually changing from the size of a palm to the size of a wheel. Then his vision began to blur, the world around him darkened, and the flowers turned into a red moon.

Is this the ancestor or the mother goddess? Although it was not that he had never received enlightenment, he really didn't have it when he was awake... Emlyn had no idea how extravagant his thinking was now. He looked at everything in front of him in a daze, not knowing whether to spread his wings. Chasing the moon, what if the ceiling collapses? So he raised his head and stared at the black sky. The stars were nowhere to be seen. There was only a red moon hanging high, and a pair of huge bat wings spread out from the tip of one side to the other, perfectly embedded in the red moon. of the center.

The gentle wind blew on his face, and he took a step forward involuntarily.

The wind is so warm that one's spirit can't help but relax. For a moment, Emlyn recalled the time when he was a very young cub, being held in his mother's arms and listening to her humming songs in the ancient vampire language to lull him to sleep.

"my child."

The illusion ended, and Emlyn suddenly realized that he was back in his small workshop, and the flowers were still in full bloom.

“Come to Harvest Church.”

A voice whispered in his ear, soft and gentle, as if it came from his mother whom he had not seen for a long time.