Chapter 1203

"Dream world?!"

The little wizard blurted out with an incredible expression.

Compared with the night watchman Vera, who looks ignorant and doesn't know what these people are talking about, she has opened the first valve, but she hasn't shaped her own dream world. Her knowledge in this regard still stays in the literal meaning.

A more powerful spiritual palace, which simulates the "empty world" belonging to a wizard and carries "all knowledge and memory"... Ayn's understanding of the dream world is basically limited to this.

"That's right... Bypass the actual road, cross the dream world and directly reach the church." Asriel smiled: "it's certainly impossible normally, but now the city has been almost completely eroded by the void, and the force of the void around has been so strong that it is no different from the void world."

"As we all know, there are no concepts of time and space in the void; so as long as we make good use of this feature and connect it with the vortex above us at the moment of opening the dream world... Everything will be fine."

Asriel looked at Loren and the little wizard with great interest, and ignored the night watchman who had not found out the situation yet:

"In this way, Loren can avoid being disturbed by serliol on the way to the cathedral, or having to waste time for some garbage."

"Of course! You can do all this thanks to the fact that you have cleaned up most of the demon tide, and through the substantiation of the force of emptiness, the power of the vortex above our heads has been more than doubled, otherwise..."

"What do you need me to do?"

The little wizard snapped and didn't even hesitate for a second.

"Dear Ayn, of course, it's the most important part." a touch of blood flashed in the pupil of the blonde boy, his pale fingers scratched, and a nine awn star magic array appeared at the feet of the black haired wizard.

"With the help of Loren's dream world, the whole link is not complicated. The only problem is that the work of 'transmission' is at most an additional 'function' to the dream world. It can only be done. It was not born for this reason."

"So..."

"So we need a special indicator, a directional force to strengthen the ability of the dream world and turn it into a magic array like 'space transmission', which is safe!"

"Hey... I don't seem to have promised this plan yet..."

"Big liar, shut up!"

Before Loren finished, the little wizard with a slightly drunk cheek looked dignified and looked very seriously at Asriel with a bad smile:

"I see. Let's start now!"

Asriel, who smiled silently, bowed to the little wizard.

"Wait, you..."

"Defeat him, Loren." Ayn Rand, who steals again, has blue eyes opposite Loren's four eyes: "try your best to defeat the black cross and let him pay for his behavior and for all the people he hurt..."

"Then, when it's over, I want you to explain all this to me... From the first time we met in wild dog village, tell me everything you told me." a smile hung on the corner of Ayn's mouth:

"No, I'll treat me like a fool!"

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In the dark midnight, a huge gray blue vortex hung high in the dome, and the dead Cathedral temple was immersed in the power of gray blue emptiness, at the top of Golovin hill.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark haired wizard stood in front of the temple.

All the buildings of the surrounding cathedrals have been turned into ruins when the hill "collapses", leaving only the temple located on the cliff of the hill in front of us; The bottomless cliffs on both sides are like an abyss.

Ruins like castles, abyss like cliffs, immortal demons all around, endless night, and huge gray blue vortex overhead, or... The "sun" burning blue flame.

Excluding some specific existence, the scene in front of you is a replica of your dream world.

His dream world was created by a guy named Asriel... So it's definitely not a coincidence.

"... the burning black sun is a fantasy, an existence beyond the material world; it is also a deception, a deception at a glance; the reason for its emergence seems to be to tell you that all this is just a lie..."

Loren finally understood the meaning of the words of the Holy Cross.

The burning "Black Sun"... That is the two barriers, or the nine pointed star Holy Grail symbolizing the two barriers; The simple and extreme lie only slightly modified the gray blue void force at the edge of the huge vortex into the color of the flame.

That's why the Holy Cross called it "deception at a glance" - because it's only a matter of time to think of the burning sun as long as you see the vortex generated by the two barriers.

"It's really difficult for you to tell me the truth so painstakingly, Asriel..."

Talking to himself, Loren pulled the corners of his mouth.

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, it's not difficult to guess even if I think about it. At this moment, a blonde boy is probably preparing a "lie" for his painstaking efforts for so many years. Is he happy at the moment when he finally reveals the answer?

Maybe I'm playing with my face in a corner, enjoying my suddenly realized expression at this moment, waiting for me to come to the door with interest, and then pretending to be pathetic and asking for my forgiveness

Well, it fits that guy's character very well.

The corners of his mouth twitched more and more, but there was a "knowing smile" on the black haired wizard's face, as if he had reached a tacit understanding.

The tacit understanding between the fraudster and the victim.

"Loren Turin..."

A dull, slightly familiar voice sounded in the ears of the black haired wizard.

"You came here, as the black cross saylior said;"

Along the direction of the sound, at the moment of seeing the opening figure, a trace of amazement flashed through the dark pupils.

What spoke was a pile of muddy mud on the cliff steps between him and the temple.

The black mud was mixed with gray blue pus, and the muddy broken bones and broken limb flesh could be seen, mixed with chaotic living creatures, flowing and wriggling on the steps; It is proved to be a "living creature" by expanding and rupturing pustules.

But what surprised Lauren was not this, but the other party's voice... Although it was as turbid as if his voice was mixed with countless strange liquids and was stuffy in something, that voice definitely belonged to

"Surprised?"

The calm and heavy tone is full of power:

"It's amazing to see the Lord of the great empire, the supreme emperor of the 12th generation, Eckhart de saleon... Isn't it?"

Lauren frowned: "you..."

"As you can see, this is the price of challenging God and failing." Eckhardt's voice is as flat as ever. It has become a puddle of mud, but he can't feel any pain, sadness, anger and unwillingness:

"God will not kill you, he will only... Punish you, let you suffer pain, torture, collapse, fear and despair... He makes you afraid, want to escape, and no longer have the courage to face him."

"He wants you to know that you are doomed to failure. You can't bear all this. You are not qualified to stand in front of him - no matter how smart, brave, gifted and powerful... It's just his plaything after all."

"A plaything used by him to defeat, ravage, destroy and possess, and to prove the greatness of God."

In the faint voice of words, Loren slowly withdrew his eyes.

"So you know that for the black cross, he dares to challenge him, challenge his plans and arrangements and even the existence of ideas, for him..."

"What a thing... That frightened him, so that he had to use this means to mark and warn the latecomers, so that they would also fear it and give up all kinds of resistance."

"Those who break faith will be punished, those who resist will be punished, and the Challenger will be sentenced to death... The so-called God's power, God's majesty, power and power are also just things that need fear and deterrence to be maintained... Extremely fragile."

The dark haired wizard with a heavy face listened to the meaningful words of the emperor.

"He knew you would come, so he made a lot of preparations."

In the muddy mud, Eckhart's deep and calm voice sounded: "but these... Are just the illusion of paralyzing you. The real terror is far more than your imagination. The real fear is not something on the surface, but despair hidden under the shell of hope."

"That's the joy after the disaster, the fatigue after the victory, and the final relief... At that moment, the real fear of the black cross will appear in front of you."

"It's something you can't resist, you can't deal with, you can only bear and carry silently... It's a doomed fate, and you have no choice."

"Loren Turin, that's what you want to resist."

Until this moment, Eckhardt's low voice had a trace of sadness: "the fate that can't resist, the inevitable and seemingly best ending... Is the last test you have to face."

"That's what I, Eckhart de sallion... Woke up at the end."

"Loren Turin... I don't know why you're here. It's for more power and authority. It's a fate you've carried since you lived like me, or you've been bewitched by an evil god and embarked on this no return road that seems to reveal the truth of the world..."

"Either way, you are already another man after the black Duke... No, it should be the first, the first human who makes God afraid and so hostile."

"This alone, you have surpassed all the pioneers, including me."

"As another loser before you, I can only say... Welcome to the end of the world."

The black haired wizard nodded slightly and stood upright on the stairs that could be looked at level with the mud.

"Thank you." Lauren whispered, "so what do you want, waiting for me here?"

"No."

Eckhardt's answer was decisive.

"Hmm?" the black haired wizard was stunned.

"The real Eckhardt de sallion has long died. What you see in front of you is only the last trace of consciousness left for his own purpose."

The muddy "Eckhart" seemed to have a trace of irony in his tone: "what can he pursue for a dead man?"

"His family was destroyed by him. He witnessed the death of his grandmother, and then controlled his father, brothers and sisters, son and blood... He sacrificed everything and even himself, hoping that he would not repeat the mistakes of his predecessor and realize his ambitions. In exchange, it is still a tragedy."

"As for myself... Or the afterthought called 'Eckhart' has completely failed in front of the black cross and lost the last chance of success; even the meaning of existence has been erased, and I have nothing to pursue."

"In addition to being controlled by the black cross, the reason for living is probably the last trace of reluctance... And anger."

Until this moment, Loren finally felt the anger from the void reaction of "mud".

"I don't care if you can defeat the black cross. I don't care what the end of the de sallion family is, or what the end of the Empire and the world will be."

"What I want is to see you walk into this temple and make the black cross angry; he will leave me here and stop you as much as possible before he completely destroys the Holy Cross and takes the Holy Grail."

The mud on the steps of the beach began to keep bubbling, pustules, restless like evaporated liquid, and would be torn apart at any time:

"I couldn't resist his orders, so I decided to do it another way."

Another way?

The next moment, the mud on the steps suddenly rolled up and rushed at the black haired wizard.

"Boom --!!!"

The mud mixed with flesh and blood and thick water burst in the air, and one small "water drop" fell like an arrow rain.

The black haired wizard with instinctive reaction rowed in front of him with his left hand and opened the magic array defense out of thin air. His right hand had pressed the handle of the "dawn" sword and cut forward.

Poof————

The "water drops" that collided with the magic array did not change, and even did not set off a slightest wave on the magic array, which disappeared like water vapor.

"Huh?"

A trace of consternation crossed from the bottom of Lauren's eyes. Before he had time to react, the mud collided with the blade of the "dawn" sword.

Under the dark eyes, the scattered mud turned into ashes and smoke in front of the blade, and disappeared in the air.

The strong void reaction poured into Loren's consciousness along the blade of the "dawn" sword - it was an empty shell called "Eckhart desallion", all emotions and memories.

The whole process from birth to the confrontation with the black cross serliol, the emotions revealed and all the judgments and reactions made... Everything was great and detailed, which made Loren experience it all.

"Take it, Loren Turin..."

The faint voice of words sounded in the dark haired wizard's mind:

"This... Is my last revenge."

With a slight shock, the black haired wizard who regained consciousness in a trance stood in place.

He was alone on the cliff leading to the church temple.