"Dong!"

The bell of the dream spirit shrine rings. The moment when the bell vibrates in the Oracle is the beginning of believers' communication with the God of the dream spirit at night.

Inside the divine court, with the outbreak of visions one after another, the riots of thunder clouds and the opening of the different dimensional battlefield, a group of foolish civilians prayed in the divine court.

"My sins have been forgiven. Praise my Lord, great immortality!"

"The Holy Spirit will guide me, and the heavenly Father will hear my prayer!"

"Glory to my Lord!"

In the corner, nuns in black robes and loose nuns' clothes can hardly hide their full figure.

She held a scripture and prayed, but under the cover of darkness, her eyes were mixed with disdain.

Solemn chants echoed over the arc dome of the church, facing a statue more than ten meters high in the center of the shrine.

The wings of the three pairs of butterflies spread out and radiate a sacred breath under the inlay of precious crystal stones.

The face of the statue is wearing a wing helmet on the upper half, and the face on the lower half is beautiful and delicate. It is wearing a scabbard on the waist, holding a book in the left hand and holding a war sword in the right hand. It is very elegant and easy-going.

Arcelstin, the God of dream spirit, symbolizes peace and tranquility and holds the power of dreams.

"Mary, how is the task assigned by the bishop carried out?"

After the believers entered the dream, a saint in divine pattern armor came out and looked at the abnormal nun with a cold look hidden under the helmet.

"Everything is fine."

Mary said quietly, with a trace of disgust at the bottom of her eyes.

The referee looked at Mary's calm look and nodded. He didn't care about the other party's reaction.

Then he went to the statue of the dream spirit God and put his hand on a ruby embedded in the statue.

In an instant, a red light burst, covering all believers who entered the dream, took part of their essence and spirit, poured them into the ruby, and burst into a layer of dazzling blood light.

The blood light flashed and reflected a black figure, just like a giant beast entrenched in the mountains. It broke through the top of the mountain and swallowed up the essence and soul.

The sleeping people did not respond. Even if they woke up, they just felt a little weak.

But after a week's cultivation, the divine court will give some strange tonics, so that you can recover your full spirit and pray again at the weekend.

The black figure swallowed the weekly ration and belched with satisfaction.

After that, he looked at the expected saint and snorted lazily.

Suddenly, the sage shivered, and his body seemed to ignite a heavy flame. The rich energy factors around him suddenly poured into his whole body, making his rank faint signs of breakthrough.

With the aid of medicine, he can successfully break through and promote to a higher level.

"Thank you, Lord!"

With a respectful sound from the saint, the red light collapsed, and the black figure fell into sleep with satisfaction.

Seeing this, sister Mary's disgust was undisguised. Don't go too far and fall into silence.

Under the divine armor, it is a ferocious devil, and the omnipotent and childhood worship of the dream spirit God is a monster in a disguise.

"I'll leave it to you later. Don't let the bishop down."

The blessed Saint got up, dressed in divine pattern armor, and walked behind a divine pillar. The light flashed and disappeared.

Transmit array.

Inside the divine court, a transmission array leading to the mysterious area is established!

Hearing the speech, especially the word "bishop", Mary clenched her fingers into a fist.

……

"We have invested 180 official shadow guards. Is it too risky?"

In the meeting room, khruf in the left seat was surprised after browsing the documents.

Demons haunting the battlefield of different dimensions are naturally irrigated by energy factors, and their combat power is a bit more ferocious than ordinary demons.

The 180 official shadow guards are well equipped. If the whole army is destroyed, it will definitely bring a heavy blow to the Gubang family.

Whatever khruf thought, he didn't think that the Gubang Patriarch on the chairman was an easy adventurer.

"Khruf, don't worry. Everything has been arranged."

On the right seat, an old man in a witch robe smiled and looked relaxed. He was very sure of the action.

In fact, they concealed some information from khruf. For example, the Heterodimensional battlefield had long been discovered by the three families. They signed an agreement a month in advance and sent elite to compete fairly.

After all, khruf, even if he was in a high position, always regarded him as an outsider in this Nordic situation that paid attention to blood relationship.

The previous clean-up operations in the city were apparently carried out by the Gubang family, but in fact, they were carried out together.

In order not only to destroy the forces that threaten the three families, but also to secretly collude with each other and divide up the legacy of these forces.

Earlier, sir Rice's power was seized by Minnie of the tulip family and swallowed it.

"Next, everyone, let's wait and see."

On the chair, the old man wearing a bronze helmet said quietly, and a radian appeared on the corners of his mouth.

……

"The wind is blowing..."

In the exquisite boudoir, Minnie lifted a wisp of hair on Xiang's shoulder and looked up at the night sky outside the window.

After the thunder clouds, the starry sky is pure and the bright stars are colorful, bringing unprecedented peace to the half elf girl.

But she knew that the storm was coming, and even a potted flower on the windowsill began to curl up to meet the storm.

"Your Highness."

Behind him, three figures knelt down on their knees, saluted their loyalty, and a hot color flashed across their eyes.

[black death] blood crow,

[black rose] Natasha,

[tombstone devourer] black crow,

Minnis suddenly looked back and put on a Amethyst Butterfly mask.

She,

It is the president of the dark crow guild.

……

In the cemetery, the white gull lies on a dead branch and falls into a deep sleep. Under it, there is a black golden coffin with blood cross pattern.

A necromancer with white bones wrapped in a broken robe, the flame in his eyes condensed into the fire of bones, and the substantive spiritual power was like a silent volcano.

With the help of Xiao Han's wangzi milk, he not only repaired his injury, but also the cultivation speed of magic energy was thousands of miles, and even there were faint signs of breakthrough in the loose bottleneck.

As the most powerful person who once ruled over tens of thousands of souls in the white bone wasteland, the skeleton kings who stepped into the golden stage have to give him some thin noodles.

At present, he seeks the opportunity to be promoted to the golden rank.

no

It is an opportunity to break through the limit!

At the beginning, the departure of ophena gave him the idea of attacking and killing the new demon king, and swept away the wealth left by the fallen angel.

But after that, the value contained in Xiao Han surprised him.

Wangzi milk, which assists cultivation, nourishes the experience fruit of magic energy and contains potential skills.

Most importantly, he once loaded the real eyes on Xiao Han and witnessed a turquoise box with the mystery of space and inexplicable things.

This series of miracles stunned the necromancer who had lived for a hundred years.

Is it the recovery of the demon God who invested behind him that led him to awaken his talent and get something of value from different dimensions.

Or,

This series of materials were invested by the demon God behind him in an attempt to make him grow rapidly, plunder mainland resources and feed back to the demon God.

Think carefully and fear!