Chapter 464

Styx!

This is the powerful power held by Ms. Yue and the source of death.

It flows in the spirit world without beginning or end. Only the dead can enter. Believers of the God of death believe that their souls after death can reach the kingdom of God through the Styx and then be reborn!

The new black robe [the emperor of Eritrea], of course, can't master the Styx, even if it's just a tributary!

What he called was only the shadow of Styx, borrowing a trace of power.

Even so, it is enough to annihilate any fifth level professional!

This is the pure power of death! Can melt everything!

After all this, the black robed emperor glanced at the direction of the church staff, roared and disappeared into the void.

"Worthy of being a mythical professional on the road to death... He found us?"

"According to the church records, the [emperor of Ecuador], who left this relic, has been confirmed to fall, but he gives us a feeling of 'living', which is really very special."

"Is the sixth level professional so powerful? Unfortunately... Even if you use strange things, you can only summon the power of virtual shadow attack."

The clergy talked and looked at the relic Island: "Sulu portley! Federal genius, what a pity..."

If the church wants to start, it will certainly consider many aspects.

It's the most irrational way to call a group of five steps to besiege a [traveling mage].

If you really want to win, you must be foolproof!

Mobilizing the power of the sixth order, determined by the first war, is the real wisdom!

"According to intelligence... [lvmage] integrates [shadow warrior] and has the ability of separation... Although this ability is difficult to improve, you can't underestimate any genius."

"Therefore, Lord Alfred chose to use the 'reverse pocket watch' and summoned a [er's emperor] on the long river of history to set off the anger of Styx!"

"The professionals of the death path, coupled with the projection of the Styx River, even if a part of the [phantom] is here, it will inevitably fall and involve the noumenon!"

Death!

This is a powerful concept.

Even, the high-level professionals on this road are the nemesis of those separated people!

The power of death can be traced directly to the source along the mysterious "connection" between the separated body and the self!

The goddess of Light Church has a long history. Naturally, it knows the intelligence of [traveling mage] and takes into account the possibility of separation.

It can be said that it would be very dangerous if Sulu came here at the fifth level, even if he just sent a separate body.

The other party didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and there was no encirclement and killing. It was to summon strong power, kill with one blow, and get to the extreme!

"Look... The power of Styx has disappeared."

A clergyman stared at the ruins of a deserted island swept by the river.

Surprisingly, the vegetation, relics and even small animals on the desert island were not hurt at all and were ignorant.

"What a powerful [the emperor of Eritrea] has completely restrained the power of the Styx projection, only for Sulu!"

The rest of the clergy praised one after another: "he is dead. Whether he is separated or his own, he has to fall!"

The next moment, their eyes widened and their mouths opened unconsciously.

Because after the tide of the Styx River ebbed, a human figure was left in place.

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It's an almost indescribable existence!

Every inch of each other's body seems to be composed of countless small mysterious symbols, and magical runes containing great mysteries emerge on the surface of the body.

In the center of his eyebrows, a dark purple sun shines, which seems to be between reality and illusion!

Mythical body! Spirit mage form!

Because the Buddha is completely composed of countless mysterious symbols, gathering and dispersing are impermanent, so the shadow body is also a real mythical body, which is equivalent to a part separated from the Buddha.

Under the erosion of the water projection of the Styx River, the ordinary human form of Sulu has long been unable to support, showing its own mythical form!

On his body, many fine wounds emerged, and countless small light spots flickered on the surface, constantly bridging and repairing.

"This is..."

"A body composed entirely of 'mystery'? A powerful physical body that can resist the projection of the Styx river. Just looking at it, I felt that my soul was shocked and seemed to see countless mysterious knowledge..."

"Sixth order... Mythical body?"

The members of the belief theory department of the goddess of Light Church are the elite of the elite. Seeing this scene, they immediately shouted with distorted faces: "change the plan! Retreat... Give this important information to Lord Alfred!"

This genius has been promoted to level 6 in such a short time?

This is no longer described by talent. It's a monster!

Even, in their hearts, there is an idea of blasphemy.

With each other's qualifications and abilities, maybe... Is it really possible to ascend God?

This is enough to be in the top of the "clean-up list" and should be cleared immediately at all costs.

"Sure enough... Are you from the goddess of Light Church?"

Lines in the void outline the figure of Sulu, blocking the path of crazy believers.

The power of blocking the desert island was a joke to him.

At this time, Sulu's heart was not very calm.

"Sure enough... You can't rely too much on separation!"

"Since there is a connection between separation and the self, it can be traced back to damage... Such as curse, and Styx obviously can."

"Through the intentional 'experiment' just now, I already know that if a person falls into the real Styx, maybe my true spirit will be unconsciously attracted out and fall directly..."

"That is to say... Separation is not omnipotent or immortal. We must be in awe, especially not directly facing the gods!"

"Sulu portley! Lord Alfred will avenge us."

These crazy believers looked at Sulu with a calm expression and were not afraid of death, because it was a return to the kingdom of the goddess.

"Do you think... You have sent a message?"

Sulu smiled faintly: "my mythical field is nightmare! That is, nightmare! From the moment you see my mythical body, you are in a nightmare... Everything you do is just a joke to me."

"What?"

A crazy believer in charge of contact was shocked and found that the contact magic item in his hand had become a stone.

"And I'm here to kill you, naturally, so that you can't even escape from the true spirit and sink into a nightmare forever..."

Although his information was inevitably leaked after the war, he could delay day by day and cover up a little.

"Devil!"

"The devil who plays with people's hearts!"

"Your destination must be the burning rack of the church!"

These elites can no longer keep calm and curse ferociously.

"The cry of a defeated dog!"

Sulu's eyes were indifferent and pressed with his right hand.