Chapter 1082

Black cross... Serlio?!

Staring at the eyes filled with the power of the materialized void, lorenton felt a tingling of his scalp and an involuntary tension all over his body.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if everything was still.

Granular dust floats in the air. In the distant woods and wilderness, the galloping Knights solidify like a landscape, and the light and shadow of the dome become intermittent.

The surrounding demon hunter guards looked at this side quietly. There was no abnormal appearance in their expressions. They didn't move, as if they were marble sculptures of different shapes.

"It's really... It's been too long."

The voice of cold and piercing words sounded, with a chill that made the black haired wizard very familiar: "Loren Turin... Since the last 'friendly meeting', you and I have been separated for too long."

"It's not as long as you said." reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, Lauren smiled: "it's only a few years. I can still remember your frown and smile at that time!"

But obviously, serliol... Or "the former bishop of fascism" has no sense of humor.

"Wrong."

The body of the "deserter Centurion" whose eyes were filled with gray blue pus kept twitching, so that he could not distinguish his expression.

"The concept of time does not exist in the void, and your and my 'existence' is not bound by time and physics; what exists in it is countless messages and emotions, as well as the possibility condensed by all this."

"When you open that door and lift the restrictions of the second valve, countless' possibilities' have been born - yes, in order to see you, I made sufficient preparations and experienced countless possibilities to return to this world."

"Everything is for that... Possible."

"Kill you and erase you from the world forever... Maybe."

His cheeks twitched more and more, and the ferocious deserter opened and closed his mouth mechanically.

The dark haired wizard's heart was tightened by the dark eyes and the incomparable power of emptiness.

Cold sweat, across my forehead.

"You're afraid." the deserter's convulsions are getting worse and worse, and his face is blue and blue:

"You should fear."

"Your thoughts, thoughts, emotions, existence and actions... Are all in my expectation. You are destined to become the enemy of the world and fall at my feet."

"You... Are destined to fall at my feet!"

Cold words like judgment echoed in the ears of the black haired wizard.

"Don't listen, Loren!"

Suddenly, a young and familiar voice exploded beside him, vaguely anxious.

"He's trying to influence your consciousness!"

A sudden shock, the original panic consciousness immediately woke up a lot.

Black and red exquisite dress, pale and bloodless skin, white and golden hair... Asriel standing with his hands behind his back, stood between himself and the deserter - "black cross" serliol.

But this time, the blonde boy could not see any teasing on his face. His dignified and solemn expression was hardly like him.

"Serlio, your empty power..." the intermittent voice of the words seemed to be the young man's teeth shaking: "Diabo, lemantes, govait, Luton... You... You put them..."

"Ha ha."

The deserter's facial muscles showed a "smile" expression, like a puppet with a string.

"Treacherous deserters... Cowards... Traitors... Shameless sewer mice... I remember you call them..." serliol sneered:

"So I killed them all."

An understated tone, as if discussing the evening weather.

The dark haired wizard and the blonde boy are cold at the same time.

The four evil gods... According to Asriel, even if they are weak enough to rely on some collective consciousness - such as fear - to maintain their existence, they can not be easily erased.

"Invaders from another world..." the "deserter" who raised his mouth said softly:

"Traitors from a previous era..."

"Pioneers from the oldest years..."

"Three beings that do not belong to this era and the world, with the ownership of the two worlds as the final reward and each other's existence as the bet, launch a new war."

"This grand and gorgeous drama is finally about to open its curtain!"

Asriel clenched his teeth as if he were struggling to support.

"You are also afraid, Asriel. I can smell you. You are filled with panic - look, my eyes will always stay on you and your puppets. No matter what you do, think and want... I know it all."

"Always remember that my eyes are watching you... Panic, tremble, pain..."

"Go to hell --!"

Not waiting for the distorted expression of the "deserter" to react, Asriel suddenly raised his right hand and aimed his palm at the face of the "deserter".

The veins and blood vessels of the face that had been twitching were completely exposed, the pores on both sides of the cheek were constantly ruptured, and the gray blue pus gushed out from the ears, mouth, nostrils and eyes, gushing and trembling with the rhythm of cheek twitching.

"Poof --!"

The crisp sound of cracking, the head of the deserter broke in response, but what spilled was not blood, but gray blue thick slurry.

The heavy sense of oppression dissipated in an instant, but the surrounding time remained static.

A minute later, they looked back slowly and looked at each other with "tacit understanding".

"He's back," Lauren muttered.

Asriel, who stood with his hands down, nodded slightly: "he's back."

"And it seems that compared with the last time, he is more closely connected with the empty world... This is not a good sign." he gently pursed his mouth, and the blonde's eyes flashed the color of panic:

"Diabo, lemantes, govait, Luton... If even the four of them are killed, I'm afraid the rest of the unlucky guys will also..."

"Wait!" Lauren raised his eyebrow: "I remember you said a long time ago that it is impossible for evil gods to exist in the void equivalent to evil gods..."

"It's impossible to be killed easily, that's right." Asriel's expression was a little pale: "but they can be erased, suppressed and denied by the higher-level force of emptiness."

"Black cross serliol... He... Denied their existence, and may even turn their power into a part of themselves, or simply exile them into the void... It is possible."

"I don't know how he did it - it's very close to the power of the Holy Cross if you want to compare - but he, serliol... Did it, not only did it, but it seems far beyond what we can imagine."

For the first time, Asriel's expression became very frightened, a kind of helpless fear.

Even when the silver helmet mountain confronted serliol for the first time and almost completely destroyed, he didn't show such an expression on his face.

"Dear Loren, we must master the power to fight it as soon as possible."

After a long silence, Asriel's voice trembled slightly: "just opening the second valve... Even you are still not enough, but Asriel can only help you."

"I will try my best to help you master the changes brought by the second valve, but you must find a way to find a higher opportunity. You must open the third valve - only by opening the third valve can we win a chance, but..."

"This is also in serliol's plan." Loren said faintly:

"Right?"

The dignified blonde nodded slightly.

"Sergio didn't lie - there was no concept of time in the void, only emotion and information; in other words, as long as he was strong enough, he could use the existing information to build a 'non-existent world' and constantly simulate the situation in the imagination, just like..."

Asriel suddenly smiled: "just like when Loren, who was still an apprentice, mastered the first high-level magic spell with the help of Asriel."

The dark haired wizard smoked from the corner of his mouth and remembered some bad memories.

The dream world, the burning black sun, can't kill himself... Thanks to his imagination.

"With my own empty power, I cut off some of the connection between Loren and serlior - more accurately, part of the memory, so that at least I can ensure that dear Loren will not be found by this stalker again."

Although he used a joking tone, the blonde boy's expression was still very dignified: "but... This guy is a 'black cross' serliol. Who knows if he has any other way besides this way, so it's necessary to be careful."

"Memory?"

"Yes, memory is also part of the message and contains some very strong emotions - the stronger the emotions, the more complete the message is," Asriel added

"It was probably in this way that serliol found Loren's void reaction directly and projected a part of his strength on the poor ghost... It's really an undisguised threat."

Threats?

The stunned Loren only thought for a moment and understood Asriel's meaning.

Although I don't know where this guy came from, since the four evil gods died in his hands, it proves that serlior at this moment must still be in the glacier wasteland in the north.

Across the distance of half an empire, there are the broken boundary mountains separating the north and the south. Just by virtue of a memory and a weak void reaction, they immediately realize their existence

This is the threat, and it is an undisguised threat - it has proved his power with practical actions. How terrible is it.

... with one thought, the whole world will usher in an unprecedented doomsday; From glacial wasteland to Misty sea, land and sea. All the creatures in the sky dissipated in an instant

Such an enemy, power... How can we compete with it?

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When the evening came, the demon hunters and Byrne knights who rushed to the port finally returned. The dusty demon hunters galloped back with their horses and brought back the latest information.

The contents reported are basically consistent with Loren's initial speculation.

Almost at the same time of the "encounter" between Bain's army and thousands of rebels, an elf army has launched a surprise attack on melting pot town.

There are not many troops, just one or two thousand elf warriors; However, the Legion soldiers who collapsed from the eboden line had no morale at all. They just heard the news of "the spirit is coming" and scattered on the spot.

They didn't even encounter any decent resistance, and the elves didn't organize any attack like that. They swaggered through the city gate and occupied the melting pot town.

The funny scene was not like a war, but a parade on both sides.

Only a few soldiers stationed in the wizard college in melting pot town finally reluctantly resisted - but they did not dare to burn the materials and ordnance in the city because they were "worried that the elves would be more cruel in battle if they didn't grab anything".

Therefore, the elves who were unable to break through the gate of the college quickly used the materials at hand to build a torque catapult and siege ladder, seized the wizard college in melting pot town at one go, and slaughtered all the imperial soldiers in it.

As for the Wizards in the College... According to the information sent by the demon hunter, they were not found. They should have fled before, or were robbed and killed by the rebels and deserters.

As for what happened in the process, no one knows - maybe the Wizards resisted, or because the blood of the sakla made them trust these rebels and deserters so much that they gave up resistance.

But in any case, the result has been so.

The demon hunters who boldly sneaked into the castle in front of the broken city also found many alchemists' tools and materials, many of which are precious metals, which were thrown on the ground as garbage by the rebels.

Judging from this, I'm afraid it's more likely that the Wizards have been completely destroyed

The news made Loren silent for a while, and finally decided not to let the little wizard and Isaac know about it until it leaked.

Ayn needless to say, Isaac... This arrogant is still regretting for the "earthquake magic array" of duanjieshan Fortress - he always feels that connord's death is also partly responsible.

At the same time, Lucian and regrell, count of white horse peak, have jointly captured the port - it is no surprise that all ships have been destroyed by rebels and deserters and used to repair houses and their "Castle hall".

But this is only a superficial reason. According to the information sent back by the demon hunters, the reason for them to do so is to avoid any contact with the other side of the gem River; At present, the whole west Saxony, especially around the hinterland of the imperial capital, has been completely occupied by the Azores.

This ostrich thought of "hide your head, the enemy can't find it" really makes people don't know what to say; But because they demolished all the ships, the Byrnes finally avoided a water battle they were not good at.

On the first moonlit night of the new year, Baron Turin, Duke of Byrne, officially bid farewell to East Saxony and set foot on the land of West Saxony.

Golovin... Is close at hand.