In the crazy and terrifying roar, in the area where the weather was extremely chaotic, a tornado rose, wrapping smoke, flames, lightning, hail, etc., and rotating into the sky, connecting the invisible flame that was burning quietly.
Not far from the hurricane that was so exaggerated that it seemed to be a doombringer, the two figures were affected by the roar at the same time, one head tilted back slightly, as if it had been punched, one wrinkle trembled slightly, and the eyes became sharper and sharper.
The former is the man who originally stood behind Olsen, the vice president of the "Iron Cross", Tony. Don, the latter is old, wearing a blue military uniform, with a ribbon and medal, and his crimson hair is neatly combed back, he is the mysterious president of the "Iron Blood Cross", who calls himself Dist.
Dist took his gaze away from the hurricane and turned his head to Tony. Tang En said:
"The opportunity to become a 'conqueror' is ahead, and if I can obtain it, I will find a way to separate the extraordinary trait of 'Weather Warlock' and give it to you."
Tony. Don looked at the raging hurricane, lightning and torrential rain, with a bit of ridicule in his light blue eyes:
"Can we really succeed? It seems that a 'weather warlock' has joined there, and Vermunda. Even if Sauron gets out of control and becomes a monster, he is still a monster in sequence 1."
Tony. There is no respect for the "Weather Warlock" in Sequence 2 and the "Conqueror" in Sequence 1, even if he is not an angel yet.
Dist's expression did not change at all, and his momentum suddenly rose.
This, combined with the military uniform on his body, made him look like the commander of all the armies.
"In the outside world, we will definitely fail, even if there is no other interference, we will have to go through a long hunt to hope to solve the out-of-control Buddha. Sauron, but here......" Dist said in a low voice, "We can borrow that power in a short time."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyebrows suddenly turned red, as if something wanted to come out.
Meanwhile, Dist removed a money bag containing coins from his waist, which was hidden by his gown.
It was full of soybeans and a few palm-sized tin soldiers.
Dist grabbed these things and threw them forward.
In the sound of the wind, the tin soldiers came to life and became huge, and a large number of soybeans expanded rapidly as if they were soaked in water, and finally transformed into giants with blurred faces and yellowed skin.
Dist Horan who didn't have time to bring his team here turned into a blazing crimson and purple flame, engulfing the newly created soldiers.
A rainbow light then rose, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the giant figure inside the tornado.
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The edge of the magnificent city shrouded in a faint gray mist.
Gardner. Martin took off his helmet, and there was a cobweb-like tear on the breastplate, and blood-stained clothes were faintly visible inside.
He held his head with his other hand and staggered forward, with red and almost white flames spewing out from his pores from time to time.
He was obviously also affected by the terrifying roar just now.
In this way, Gardner. Martin walked through the ruins, and soon approached a faint gray mist, in which towered half-collapsed asymmetrical buildings, none of which left any trace due to the erosion of time, as if they were still stuck in the moment when they were devastated and sunk underground.
Suddenly, Gardner. Martin stopped, looked to the side, and asked in a deep voice:
"Who?"
Amid the sound of rubble rolling, Olsen, like a hungry bear, walked out from behind a completely collapsed black building with the small brown suitcase.
The "supervisor" wearing a half-height silk top hat, a yellow vest and a black formal attire looked at Gardner. Martin said:
"I don't know who is coming, so I will hide first.
"Where's Philip?"
Gardner. Martin breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"We met Lumian. Lee and his team, Philip were killed by them, I was a little injured, and I managed to escape."
"You're not in very good shape." Olson, who had a thick beard, didn't ask about the details of the battle, and looked up and down at Gardner. Martin.
Gardner. Martin smiled and said:
"Fortunately, there is 'Arrogance Armor' to help me block most of the damage, well, mainly because the roar from the angel just now had a certain impact on me, fortunately, the distance is relatively far, the problem is not that serious, you see, the 'Arrogance Armor' did not attack me, it means that I have not become weak yet."
"That's good, let's enter Trier in the Fourth Age now." "Supervisor" Olsen nodded indifferently.
Gardner. Martin turned around, holding the silver-white helmet with one arm, and walked towards the faint gray mist not far away.
Olsen carried a small brown suitcase and followed behind the "chief" of the "Iron Cross".
As the two of them moved forward step by step, Olsen's eyes suddenly became vicious and vicious.
"You used 'okay' twice......
"You have taken off the helmet of 'arrogant armor'......" Olsen said silently, while his brown-red eyes reflected Gardner. Martin was wearing silver-white armor and a slightly wobbly back.
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On the edge of the wilderness scattered with a large number of mirror fragments, although Franka and Jane couldn't hear what was being chanted inside the "Spiritual Wall", they could see that the gray-white stone pillar and the two candles of the same color had become eerily soft, and they could see that the candle flame was the size of a fist, silver-white with black, and they could see an illusory silver-black liquid flowing out of Lumian's chest, enveloping his whole body.
When Lumian curled up on the ground, sometimes rolling, his face covered in a silver-black liquid "mask" visibly distorted, Franka sighed in a low voice:
"It looks painful......"
And Ciel should have endured such a thing for the fourth time.
"Yes." Although Jian Na stood outside the "Spiritual Wall", she was still inexplicably frightened, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on her body.
She had seen the pain and confusion of Ciel's mind, but it was the first time she had witnessed the other person's body suffering such severe pain.
Franka said sincerely:
"If Ciel switches to drinking the 'pain' magic potion now, he doesn't have to worry about not reaching sequence 4, it's a good fit!"
Sequence 5 of the "Assassin" path is called "Pain", also known as "Witch of Pain".
After the terrifying roar echoed again, those silver-black illusory liquid beads on Lumian's body penetrated into his body, his expression gradually relaxed, and his body no longer curled up.
He lay on all fours next to the collapsed gray stone pillar, unwilling to move for several seconds.
His spirituality not only recovered, but became more, but he was visibly exhausted both physically and mentally, as if he had done something very difficult in the most focused state, and once it was done, relaxed, it was inevitable that there would be similar feelings.
Lumian knew that time was running out, so he stood up with a strong support.
He found that the black candlelight in the silver had returned to normal, and the gray fog around him was gradually fading.
This kept him here, relying on the gray mist to protect against the roar of terror, and failed before he could even start realizing it.
Mr. "Fool's" response is time-bound!
Moreover, we also have to consider the interference of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".
Lumian quickly cleaned up the altar while examining his changes:
The spiritual improvement of the "Ascetic" gift is obvious, and Lumian feels that even if he uses the "Hum Ha Technique" a few times, he can complete almost eight "spiritual shuttles".
"Ascetic" also further improved his endurance, more adapted to extreme weather, even if he encountered frost, he would not be frozen, similarly, he was better at enduring emotions and desires, many things were not without feeling, but could endure.
This extends to the core ability of "ascetic", "backlog", which can play a role both in the spiritual aspect and in both the material and mystical realms.
The former corresponds to emotions and desires, many times, the emotions and desires generated are endured, not completely disappearing, but suppressed, when the critical point is reached, it is always necessary to vent or be relieved, otherwise it is easy to have psychological problems, the "backlog" ability can accumulate this part of the emotions and desires, burst out at critical moments, and achieve the desired effect, for Lumian, the negative effects of the three abilities of the "Godfather" and the corresponding effects of the magical items on the body are more bearable, It is just that it needs to be released regularly by pinching an enemy's neck and other actions;
The latter refers to spirituality, power and ritual steps, etc., through "backlog", Lumian can compress and store the spirituality and power that surpass normal people when there is nothing to do, and then release it when necessary, which can allow his spirituality to be restored once, and the second is that it can make him shortly gigantic, and the strength, speed and agility are enough to compete with the sequence 6 "Dawn Knight" of the "warrior" path for a minute or two, in addition, the "accumulation" of the ritual steps can allow Lumian to use the "Animal Making Technique" in actual combat, Exorcism Technique" and other abilities.
In addition, after becoming an "ascetic", the gifts that Lumian had previously obtained were also enhanced, for example, the ability to withstand contracts increased by three, but he didn't want to sign it too much, just choose one or two suitable ones, too many contracts will have too many negative effects, all kinds of things, even the "ascetic" will suffer because of this, the priest Guillaume. Benet and Bouvard are the opposite examples.
Of course, this is not a problem that needs to be considered now, it is impossible to summon spirit creatures here.
Lumian put away the items, removed the "Spiritual Wall", and said in a deep voice while returning the lucky gold coin to Janna:
"Let's go to Trier in the Fourth Age now."
"Huh?" Jian Na looked dazed.
Ciel also said before that he wanted to stay away from the giant figure and the magnificent city!
Franka looked back thoughtfully and said:
"Do you suspect that the fog that envelops that city belongs to Mr. 'Fool', and you can get some protection by entering there, without worrying about being roared to death by that madman's roar or getting out of control and becoming a monster?"
"Yes, it is very dangerous there, but there is also hope that we can protect ourselves and wait for the follow-up." Based on the fog around the Samaritan Woman's Spring and the fact that there are many remnants of Quaternary greats hovering there, Lumian reasonably infers that the same fog envelops Trier in the Fourth Age.
The power from Mr. "Fool"!
Franka didn't say anything, nodded lightly and said:
"Okay."
Jane chose to trust the two companions and wasted no time questioning.
At this time, Anthony. Red also finished cleaning the battlefield and approached with the harvest.
(End of this chapter)