Chapter 474 flipped up and down
Angoulême, who was running to the Church of St. Robles with Imre and Valenté to get more information, was suddenly stung in the eye by the sun, as if he had been in darkness for too long and could not adapt to the light.
After a few seconds, he and his teammates raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky.
It was still late at night just now, and Trier suddenly came to a sunny afternoon!
Feeling the warmth brought by the sun, Angoulême felt cold all over his body, feeling that the problem had completely erupted and disaster was coming.
The next second, they heard a series of explosions coming from the Lister Docks, from the Honest People's Market, from the Suhit Steam Train Station, from the nearby yards and warehouses.
The rumbling movement echoed, and even from a short distance, Angoulême and the others saw the rising crimson fire and the buildings that were set on fire, and heard gunshots, cannons, and shouts.
The entire market area fell into chaos at once.
The military rebellion in the Erato district is also trying to disperse Trier's extraordinary forces in order to make the insurrection lurking in the market area smoother? This is definitely not the same group of people as the general strike parade at the dock and factory after dawn...... What is this! Angoulême changed direction with a solemn expression and rushed towards the place where the explosion was most dense.
Imre and Valente followed.
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Breeze Ballroom, 2nd floor café.
Gardner. Martin changed into a set of silver-white full-body armor from his previous collection, stood at the window, and smiled at Angoulême in a brown double-breasted coat. Virtue. François and his men moved away from the area.
The old brain of this Sava party can already surface the situation in places such as Lister Wharf and Honest People's Market.
He displayed the hidden power of the "Iron Blooded Cross" in the market area without reservation, in order to create the greatest chaos in the shortest possible time.
At this time, whether it was Blake, the "bloody palm" in charge of the honest market, or Vincent Vincent in Lister Wharf. Lorraine, Parsifal, who managed the yard, and Faustino, the housekeeper who infiltrated the Suchit steam train station, were all leading a team to set fires frantically, detonate explosives, shoot, and destroy and kill indiscriminately.
"Fortunately, we are fully prepared to complete the corresponding ceremony even if we are forced to advance." Gardner. Martin turned his head and said to "Supervisor" Olsen, who was standing not far behind him.
Olsen, who was like a hungry bear, was still carrying his small brown suitcase.
Olsen said in an indifferent voice:
"You didn't kill that witch?"
Gardner. Martin smiled:
"There is no need to kill such a stupid witch, she can't destroy anything, and if I really want to do it, I'm not sure I'll solve her in a very short time, you know, witches have a strong ability to survive, that will make us miss the opportunity."
"As for the other people with questions, Albus was sent by me to the barracks in the Erato District, Lumian ......"
Speaking of Lumian, Gardner. The smile on Martin's face became more and more obvious.
He pulled down the face armor of his helmet and refocused his gaze out the window.
Under the bright sun, the flames of the Honest Market had dyed the sky a crimson, and there were shouts, screams, gunshots and explosions everywhere.
Gardner. Martin raised his chin slightly, half-closed his eyes, and waited contentedly for the drama to be pushed to a climax.
The ceremony is about to be completed.
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In the world in the painting, the westward sun in the sky becomes more and more real, overlapping with the faintly visible phantoms.
Every building here has undergone similar changes, and the street vendors and pedestrians are no longer dull and empty, running around chaotically, looking for a place to hide.
The underground market area and the real market area on the ground gradually become reality, and the other is rendered like an oil painting by flames.
Suddenly, they flipped up and down like illusory things, and the market area of the world in the painting came to the ground, no longer forming a complete seal with the rest of Trier, and the real market area became a mural in a cave, connected to the underground.
In the realistic Trier, the location of the Breeze Ballroom was covered with a deep darkness, and the surrounding sealing effect was weakened to the minimum.
In the depths of darkness, the three-headed and six-armed giant Lumian was absorbed into the mysterious gate, and he heard a heavy creaking sound from it, and saw it slowly open backwards stained with blood and red rust, revealing a gap that seemed to have invisible flames burning.
Boom!
The whole Trier shook, and the sky illuminated by the sun seemed to have come to dusk, covered with clouds like fire.
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Erato district, inside the Red Swan Castle.
The sleeping Count Puiver suddenly woke up from his dream.
He saw some blood-stained sunlight shining through the thick curtains, and heard cruel and crazy shouts in his ears.
The entire beige castle with many old blood stains was shaking continuously, as if some behemoth underground was shaking hard holding its foundation.
Puiver felt a call and attraction from the depths of his soul, turned over and got out of bed suddenly, and rushed out of the bedroom with an excited expression.
He was so eager that he didn't care about putting on his slippers and changing out of his cotton dark red dressing gown, so he went barefoot, swaying the hem of his clothes, and ran down the corridor to the stairs.
He didn't know how many nights he wished he could wake up like this.
That means that he has finally been recognized by the remnants of the spirit of his ancestors, and that the time has come as said in the prophecy of the mysterious leader of the "Tantric Order", which means that the Sauron family sees the hope of being strong again, and that other Sauron are no longer troubled by curses and can be reborn!
Count Puiver knew that this might not be a good thing for him, but he didn't flinch or hesitate.
Isn't every member of the Sauron family who chooses to live in Red Swanstein Castle or not move out as an adult already mentally prepared for this?
Becoming the carrier of the resurrection of the ancestors and merging with him is the glory of the members of the Sauron family!
Count Puiver went down the stairs and entered the underground labyrinth.
In the darkness behind him, next to the stairs, a figure walked out.
It was Elos who had changed into a beige hunting outfit at some point, with long brown and red hair tied in a ponytail.
The girl, who had both Sauron and Einhorn bloodlines, stared at her cousin's back, and followed behind slowly, unhurriedly, silently.
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Market District, 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601.
After seeing the sun appear and hang in the west, Franka and Anthony. Rhett was in a state of confusion for a while.
It's past two o'clock in the middle of the night, what kind of sun is coming out?
What is going on?
Why is there such a strange phenomenon?
Franka and Anthony were awakened by the sound of explosions and gunshots in the market area, and the latter showed a noticeable tremor and instinctively wanted to hide.
But better than ever, he barely controlled himself by making the decision to stay in Trier earlier.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the surprise, doubt and worry in each other's eyes.
"Is that disaster coming?" Anthony. Red asked in a deep voice.
Franka frowned:
"In the prophecy of the corpse of Kebvar, that disaster was accompanied by rain and water, and now it ......"
Before she finished speaking, her spirit suddenly sensed and looked out the window again.
She saw an obvious phantom of the opposite building, the two overlapped each other, and quickly separated.
At the same time, Franka's head was dizzy, just like the "Feather Falling Technique" of an assassin who fell weightlessly and did not have time to use it.
Anthony. Rhett had a similar feeling, and he said solemnly:
"Affected everyone indiscriminately?
"The effect of the ritual?"
A ritual to start a disaster?
Franka was about to propose to leave the apartment, and as she approached the direction of the Church of the Fools on Laverny Pier and checked the current situation, she felt that two items in the hidden pocket of clothes had suddenly changed.
She quickly made a judgment based on her location:
One is the palm-sized statue of the "Primordial Witch", which makes Franka feel extremely cold even if it is separated by clothes;
The other was an ancient silver mirror she had obtained from the ground, which was connected to a special mirrored world that was trembling slightly, as if it had been stimulated by something, or resonated with the current environment, not far away.
This...... Franka's eyes froze.
Combined with the fact that the two items were changed at the same time, she suspected that there were things related to the high-ranking people of the "witch" path around her!
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In the Monastery of the Sacred Heart, which has become the sun, the cry of babies continues to come out.
This sounded like a starry look on the face of the "magician", as if there were a large number of insects crawling in and out of the door-shaped, and the surface of the "justice" lady's skin was covered with grayish-white scales, making her have to "appease" herself.
And the dazzling sunlight also made the two Major Arcana cards instinctively close their eyes, and in front of them, layer after layer of void intertwined, and one starlight after another overlapped, blocking the spreading fierceness in the "distance".
They are all familiar with the incoming power:
That is the divine power of the "Eternal Sun"!
Although this true god did not leave the astral realm and descended into reality, he indirectly "borrowed" a little power through the "Moon Lady" who gave birth to the gods, and through the baby she had just born.
God's power!
The "magician" and "justice" who were struggling to support did not panic because they had companions.
After they discovered that "Lady Moon" was hiding in the Sacred Heart Monastery, they made the worst-case plan.
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Stopped on the "Blue Avenger" at Laverny Pier, Alger, a "hanging man" dressed as a sailor and with dark blue hair, stood on the bow of the ship, and saw the sky suddenly brighten, and the sun hung in the west.
He was a little worried and a little excited and took out an item.
It was a card depicting Roselle the Great with his hands held high and a triple crown on the front, with elements such as lightning, gusty winds, and waves behind it.
"Tyrant" card!
This is one of the blasphemous cards made by Roselle the Great.
"Hanged Man" Alger made a special trip to Trier and did not participate in any other direction, in order to guard against the biggest accident!
Based on prior communication, preset branding, and skillful prayers, as a "sailor" path saint, he can use the "Tyrant" card to temporarily inherit the power of a certain person, so as to fight against the sun high in the sky without affecting the stability of the astral realm.
Wow!
As Alger bowed his head in prayer, as the "Tyrant" card lit up, the sky in Trier suddenly darkened, and countless water droplets fell to the ground in the sunlight.
Rain, heavy rain.
(End of this chapter)