Chapter 571 "Sun Boy" (The big chapter asks for a monthly pass!)

   Gollum!

   Another glass of fine wine.

  Chen Lun actually felt a strange hallucination, which was stimulating his five senses.

   This kind of psychedelic is not the sluggishness that anesthetizes the brain after alcohol enters the blood, but the soul and even the spirituality are covered with a layer of mist, which makes the perception produce some unspeakable illusion.

  For example, Chen Lun is sitting on the sofa on the second floor of the mansion at the moment, and the world in his eyes has undergone some strange changes.

  The winery, which was always in daylight and the light was always hazy pink, dimmed inexplicably, and the vision became dim.

  The high-backed chair behind Konrad's crown suddenly twisted, and even grew fibrous tentacles, which wrapped their teeth and claws around the body of the man in the tuxedo, and finally wrapped it into a gray ellipsoid.

   In the ears, there were faint whispers.

  It seems that there are countless bugs, and it seems that there are countless men and women, whispering around, and vaguely, you can also hear words such as "darkness", "eternity" and "destruction"...

  But in the blink of an eye, Chen Lun found that everything was back to normal.

   This can't help but surprise him.

   After all, with Chen Lun's current physical fitness, it is difficult for him to have the so-called alcohol that can cause him to have an obvious reaction.

   "This is a fine wine I made myself, how do you feel?"

   Conrad laughed.

"very interesting."

  Chen Lun put down his glass and answered honestly.

   The glass of wine he drank just now was called "Dark Kiss".

  The Slaughter King probably never cared about this.

  He loves wine, but he does not use it as medicine.

   "Really interesting."

   Conrad chuckled.

  He then took out a black "grape", and that was actually the eyeball of an unknown creature.

   "The raw material of 'Dark Kiss' comes from the dark world... I occasionally go there to pick this fresh 'grape' for brewing fine wine."

   Conrad smiled and explained to Chen Lun.

"Of course, only descendants of darkness with extremely strong blood can grow this kind of 'grapes'. They are often regarded as mythical creatures... In fact, the psychedelic feeling you feel is the pollution contained in it. Appropriately absorbing it is also a good experience.”

  Chen Lun couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

  According to this, the King of Slaughter goes to the dark world from time to time to hunt down the powerful Didak insects and pick their "grapes" to make wine, just to experience the pollution?

   What a chic hobby…

   If it were an ordinary person, no, even an ordinary saint would lose control and mutate after taking this wine for a long time, right?

   "Power and pollution are like twin brothers in one body, inseparable...Only by deeply understanding and experiencing pollution can we grasp power."

  Conrad said casually as if he was reminding Chen Lun.

  Chen Lun nodded thoughtfully.

  He immediately thought of something, and took this opportunity to ask the Slaughter King:

   "Your Majesty, since you often go to the Dark World, how much do you know about 'Father of Darkness' Distedak?"

   "Well... He is the root cause of the deep pollution of the spiritual world. It was not called a 'dark world' in the past. It was only because of his sudden appearance that he swallowed the light and radiated pollution. This created the dark world."

   Conrad said lightly.

   "You mean...appeared out of nowhere?"

  Chen Lun was slightly stunned.

   This is a bit different from the father of darkness he knows. Whether it is Philip or Azgielo, their statements show that Distedak is an ancient **** who has survived since ancient times, rather than appearing suddenly.

   "Yeah, fun isn't it?"

   Conrad said meaningfully.

   "It is said that He is the source of chaos and pollution in the world, but it may only be two epochs since He was born... It's just that there are some things that not everyone is qualified to know."

   As he spoke, he poured another glass of the black-red "Dark Kiss".

   gurgling.

   "Angels from all walks of life are silent, probably because they want to avoid the darkness without light, and one day they will fall on their heads..."

   Conrad chuckled as if pointing something.

  After hearing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but catch his breath.

He thought of the sporadic clues he had collected in the past, and used his inhuman computing power to piece together some of the ancient secret history in his mind. Combined with what he had experienced in the royal city Tourmaline Kloster before, a shuddering but reasonable story Guess, involuntarily popped out of my mind...

  Father Lie!

   Could the Dark Father be the incarnation of the LieFather?

In the previous "Battle of the Sun Gods", Liefu successively killed Mother Xi and the Dragon of Light, completely becoming the new sun of this world, but the possibility of him being injured is not small. And the Dragon of Light is not for the weak.

  So in the end, the martyr father had to leave an avatar to discharge pollution...

  This also makes sense, why ordinary people, even saints and demigods don't know the truth behind it, and even if the angels know part of the secret, they keep silent.

  Because of all this, the sun **** Liefu is involved.

   Among the seven gods, he is the strongest true god!

   "Your Majesty Conrad, is it because of Lie..."

  Chen Lun spoke in a deep voice, just about to say the name of his father, but found Conrad cast a warning look.

  The King of Slaughter booed with his fingers, and said with a chuckle:

   "Whoever speaks shall be known."

  He immediately raised the wine glass to signal.

  Chen Lun took a deep breath, raised his glass to respond, and took a sip.

  My heart is not calm.

  Because of Conrad's reaction, he has obviously told him part of the answer, making him more sure of the guess in his heart...

'If this is the case, it is no wonder that the crown princes of the Sun Royal Family will die young and be wiped out by the Sun King...Because Emperor Andrei, as the God of the Martyr Father, shepherds the world for the Sun God, and naturally he will also serve the Sun God Bearing the pollution... It is purely using the direct blood descendants as an effective means of sewage, so Emperor Andre doesn't care about the life and death of the crown princes at all, they are just tools! '

  Chen Lun looked calm, playing with the wine glass in his hand.

  'So the turmoil in the spiritual world, and even the darkness that will erode the entire world in the future, actually originate from the most "magnificent and upright" Sun God in this world? Oh, what a sarcasm...'

   At this time.

  Conrad suddenly said:

   "Jack, don't get too deep into some things. What you have to do now is to achieve eternity as soon as possible and obtain the status of an angel... Only in this way can you ignore many disasters and calmly face the change of the times."

  Chen Lun knew that this was a sincere admonition from the Slaughter King, so he nodded in response:

   "Thank you for your vigilance, I will keep it in mind."

   Conrad smiled and asked casually:

   "So what's your next plan?"

   "Hmm... just promoted to demigod, I'm going to write a script that I wanted to write a long time ago."

  Chen Lun withdrew his distracting thoughts, and replied after a little thought.

  Conrad looked interested, holding out his index finger holding the cup.

   "Let's hear it? Do you have a name?"

"have!"

  Chen Lun grinned.

   "It's called—"Sunboy"."

  Conrad showed a half-smile expression again, as if to say, you still said that you are not avenging yourself?

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Spirit world.

  A group of clergymen in white robes with gold patterns are on their way quickly.

   "It's not far from Huangbang Yongquan City, there is the nearest 'Day Obelisk'..."

   Terrence said in a deep voice.

  He glanced at the three Archbishops of Lieyang beside him, and the seven or eight remaining lamp guards behind him, and the grief and indignation in his heart could not be suppressed.

When they left the royal city, the whole group was mighty, but now there are only a few people left in a state of embarrassment... Everyone is exhausted and wounded, especially Terrence himself. Hammer] is in hand, but after all, there is a sequence difference, and it is always at a disadvantage.

Afterwards, he experienced a large-scale chaotic battle, so that his mythical body was severely damaged. Not only was his strength damaged, but it was also difficult to recover in a short period of time. It would take several years to recuperate. It will deteriorate rapidly, and there is a risk of getting out of control.

Although the path of the sun, the path of flesh and blood, and the deep-sea path are all characterized by fierce melee combat, there are obvious differences between them. For example, the deep-sea is good at water warfare and has considerable geographical advantages, while the sun is more inclined to artifacts, high temperature and visual deception. .

   Each has its own advantages, but when it comes to vitality and self-healing power, the ten pathways of flesh and blood rank first. If Terrence is a saint of the flesh and blood pathway, such injuries will only take a few weeks to heal.

  If it is extreme, use the method of sacrifice to heal the wound, and even restore it to the original state within a few days.

   "Terrence, this trip is not going well, and the loss is heavy...I'm afraid Pope Tiffany will be angry."

  The bald man said worriedly.

  Terrence was relieved, he shook his head and said calmly:

   "The angels intervene in the game. We have no room for interference. We have tried our best... At least, Dolomi Purnes has completely fallen, and the empire no longer has to worry about the kingdom of Beelzebub causing turmoil."

   After taking a deep breath.

  The golden light trailing behind Terrence was even worse, as if he was planning to speed up his pace to Yongquan City, and directly teleport back to the Royal City through the Daylight Obelisk.

   But at this moment.

   There was a sound of fighting and clamor coming from the front.

   "Detour."

  Terrence gave the order without hesitation.

  The primary goal now is to return to the royal city, present the information to Pope Tifen as soon as possible, and let the royal family know what happened in Sunset City. No matter what happens to the rest, it is not as high as the priority of this matter.

  However, God failed as people wished. When Terrence and others detoured from the original route, they encountered another accident.

  A large group of undead aliens were running for their lives, and they were rushing towards the Church of the Sun group. Behind them, there were dense polluting creatures.

  Among them, there are dozens of Didak bugmen, seventeen or eight dark believers and two slender strange figures.

   "Don't worry about it, go straight across, and those who stand in the way will be killed without mercy."

   Terrence said coldly.

   Taking the lead, it turned into a golden light and flashed across, and the rest of the people followed one after another, leaving only the afterimage of high temperature that distorted the air in place.

"Um?"

   Several players running at the front noticed something unusual.

  Several golden awns flew straight towards them, and they threw out probes reflexively, but they only got the name, and everything else was an unknown horizontal line.

   "Sun Church high-level?!"

   "Four high-ranking NPCs, plus a team of Lantern Guardians!"

   "The official support from the empire is here! Great, brothers, we are saved!"

  Boom—

  The joy of the players did not last for three seconds.

  A fiery light passed through their camp, leaving a high-temperature path several meters wide, but all players who touched it, or even got closer, were burned to death in an instant, turning into white light and dissipating.

   "Avoid!"

   "These advanced NPCs will attack indiscriminately!"

  Seeing more than a dozen players die suddenly, the rest of the players shouted to remind them.

  However, the other three Archbishops of Lieyang, as well as the remaining Lantern Guardians, followed Terrence straight through the player group with expressionless faces.

   Treat these undead strangers as nothing.

   Whoosh! Whoosh!

   One golden light after another streaked across the land of the spirit world, dragging a terrifying heat wave, leaving incandescent flames along the path, burning blazingly, and players who were generally only Sequence Eight were killed in seconds.

  Even high players who reached Sequence Seven could only hold on for a few more seconds, and in the end they were forcibly burned to death by the "burning state" set by Shinhwa Weili.

   Regardless of the wailing of the players, Terrence, who was rushing to the front, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

  He noticed that those polluting creatures that were originally chasing the undead strangers, under the guidance of the dark believers, actually took the initiative to surround their Sun Church group.

   It seems that Terrence and others are regarded as official reinforcements.

"die!"

  Terrence wouldn't explain it, but there was a flash of violence in his eyes, pouring out the grief and indignation that had been suppressed in the sunset city at this moment.

  Boom!

  His figure flickered.

  Leaving a visual illusion in place, but in the next second, He appeared in the polluted biome at a speed almost teleporting.

  Holding a cross sword made of golden light tightly in his hand, he swept across suddenly.

   Hum!

   Dozens of grotesque polluting creatures were broken by this sword. The high temperature evaporated the dirty blood, and the flame burned the remains.

  Terrence's face was cold, and the three pairs of golden wings behind him suddenly flapped, blowing a suffocating hurricane of thousands of degrees, splashing sparks and blowing the monster group.

   The polluting creatures let out screams.

   One by one, they were blown by the hot wind, seemingly self-immolating, and turned into torches on the spot. In the dazzling firelight, only a few outlines can be faintly revealed.

   Not long after, they were annihilated in ashes.

   There is not even a single bit of extraordinary material left.

  However, when Terrence turned his head, he couldn't help being stunned.

   Originally thought that he would be able to run over this group of roadblockers and leave without stopping, but he didn't expect his companions to be entangled in place.

  Those dark believers with various insect-like traits on their bodies attacked the lamp guardian fiercely and fearlessly, and the two mysterious slender figures actually made the three Lieyang archbishops fearful.

   "Dark Familia? No...that's the 'Holy Lightsmith Puppet' polluted by the Father of Darkness!"

  Terrence seemed to recognize the two slender figures, with surprise in his eyes. The black robe on the opponent's body was burned, revealing the true face underneath—

   It turned out to be a doll covered in black gears and sticky grease!

   But at first glance, it is more of a humanoid monster stitched together by machinery and flesh and blood!

Because different from conventional creations, only the skeleton of these two dolls is made of unknown metal, and the rest is made of flesh and blood tissue. Muscle fibers and fascia are glued to the skeleton, and a **** heart is exposed on the chest. Beat vigorously.

  Plop! thump!

  As the black gears rotate, the pungent oil flows through the blood vessels of the puppet. They...they exude a terrifying aura that only mythical creatures have!

   "When did the Holy Lightsmiths believe in the Father of Darkness...Damn it! This is a great irony and blasphemy!"

  Terrence's bad mood deteriorated again at this moment.

  Holy Lightsmith puppets are intelligent life artificially created by the mighty power of Mythology. Once they are born, they have the physical fitness equivalent to a Sequence Five extraordinary person, and can master various human forging techniques proficiently.

  From the beginning, this kind of creation was born for the "Imperial Extraordinary Workshop".

   Efficient batch forging of extraordinary weapons is their lifelong mission.

  In the initial stage, because of the appearance of the Holy Lightsmith puppets, there was quite a stir among the high-level empire, and they were regarded as a milestone creation.

   But the Holy Light Craftsman dolls are expensive and difficult to produce, so that there are not many of them.

  In ten years, there were only one or two hundred of them in total, and because of their innate wisdom and thinking ability, there have been more than one conflicts between the Holy Light Craftsman and the Extraordinary Workshop.

  The royal family, the military, and even the Church of the Sun all regard this artificial life as a tool, but the Holy Lightsmiths do not think so.

   Instead, they began to be hostile to the empire and the church, thinking that these people took away their freedom and choice...

  In the end, to everyone's surprise, the "father" of the Holy Lightsmith puppets, that is, the "Creator", Martin Gustus, the former Pope of the Church of the Sun, personally released all the Holy Lightsmith puppets at that time.

   Nobody knows why He did it.

  Maybe it was sympathy, or he couldn't bear his "children" being treated like slaves. In short, Martin was questioned and even criticized by the royal family...but his reaction was very simple, resigned and left.

  Since then, no one has seen the Sun Pope who is honored as the "Imperial Light".

  The outside world does not know the inside story of this matter, because the "Holy Light Craftsmanship Project" was originally carried out in secret, and it was a confidential agenda for the empire to prepare for the militarization of the extraordinary.

   Now, Terrence looked at the two holy lightsmith puppets that seemed to have been seriously polluted, and was both shocked and angry.

  Not only did they begin to believe in the Father of Darkness, but after becoming his family members, they also gained some kind of power of sublimation, transforming into mythical creatures in a strange way!

   Boom boom boom!

A holy light craftsman puppet, no, it should be called a "dark craftsman puppet" at present, with more than a dozen pairs of black flesh arms growing on both sides of its body, holding swords, spears, halberds, shields and muskets tightly, violently suppressing the attack There is a Lieyang Archbishop.

  The archbishop was seriously injured, and he didn't want to be contaminated by the strong pollution of the dark craftsman, so he had to retreat while fighting, very aggrieved.

   Terrence felt irritable when he saw this, but he had no choice but to step forward to help.

  He took a deep breath and crossed a wave of high temperature air...

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   Half an hour later.

  Terrence and his party had gloomy faces, dragging their heavy bodies as they escaped in the spirit world.

The seven accompanying lamp guards unfortunately died in the encounter just now, and the injuries of the three Lieyang archbishops deteriorated. Among them, the bald man named Bernhard was eroded by pollution, and there were patches on his face. Dark spots that keep spreading.

   "Ahem... the intelligent life that Pope Martin once created with his own hands, now turns his head to serve the darkness, **** it!"

  Bernhard coughed violently, wiped the dirty blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said coldly.

   "Hold on, when you return to the royal city, Katarina will purify the pollution for you, don't talk now."

  Terrence held the hearts of two dark craftsmen in his hands, glanced at the bald bishop, and said in a deep voice.

  Bernhard still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a rumbling vibration. In the horrified eyes of several people, more than a dozen giant stone pillars rose from the ground all around, and they were connected with thick and simple iron chains.

   The four of them were firmly trapped inside!

   "Beware!"

  Terrence only had time to remind.

  The flying cards intertwined with red and black fell like rain and bombarded them directly at their positions.

   There was a loud crackling noise, accompanied by successive bombings.

  The earth of the spirit world trembled, and the dust flew up.

Because of his injury, Bernhard was accidentally affected by the attack, and suffered damage from several square cards. His body was covered in **** scratches. The close-range explosion also damaged his white bishop's robe, which was covered in blood. .

   "Damn it! Another attacker!"

  The bearded bishop gritted his teeth with a disheveled look.

  Patter, clack...

  Everyone coughed a few times, followed their steps and looked up.

  I saw four vague figures slowly walking out of the smoke.

  One of them wears a silver jug ​​on his head, his bare upper body has bulging muscles, and he is carrying a large cross sword. One person was wearing a mask, and the neck exposed from the shabby robes had the unique joint pattern of a puppet.

  There are two remaining, one is wearing a tuxedo and a top hat, playing poker flying cards in his hand. The other was covered in a black robe, with countless white snakes spreading out from underneath.

"who are you?"

  A Archbishop of Lieyang asked in a deep voice.

  The four figures were silent.

  At this moment, Terrence is holding the golden light long sword in his left hand and the white sheep casting hammer in his right hand, and he has already entered the fighting state.

  The uneasiness in his heart was very strong, and he felt that these four figures had an inexplicable sense of familiarity... Suppressing his manic heartbeat, Terrence reminded his companion:

   "Be careful, they are all high-level incarnations!"

   "Avatar..."

  The pupils of the three Lieyang archbishops shrunk.

The person exuding from the other party is indeed a high-level mythical power, but the aura is different, it does not look like an incarnation at all... And in the cognition of several people, except for the sun path, few people in other paths can create multiple avatars at the same time. Avatars, let alone carry completely different powers alone.

   This will inevitably be another tough battle!

  The four Lieyang archbishops were tense and felt extremely depressed.

   "Dare to attack the high-level clerics of the Church of the Sun, it seems that you are ready to be hunted down by the entire empire..."

  Terrence stared at the Four Horsemen of Fate with bloodshot eyes.

  His back slowly spread three pairs of light wings, and rushed forward!

  Drinking in the mouth:

   "Blockers, die!"

   What responded to him was the ridicule of the plague knight Boccaccio.

  And, the fierce sword light of War Knight Fren—

  Boom!

  Here in the spirit world, in a deeper dark space.

  A fair hand is holding an ivory white pen, writing on the manuscript paper:

"...Terrence and his party were on the way home. Unfortunately, they were attacked by a wave of pollution in the spirit world. They had to fight with their injuries. This was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The battle of Swolf became the key to the fall of the 'Black Knight'."

   Hiss!

  The manuscript paper was torn off, and the gold-inlaid blue nib continued to write rustlingly on another brand new page:

"...Terrence chose to take the lead. He firmly believed that with the [Aries Forging Hammer], he could make a final decision with one blow, but he didn't expect that Fren's slashing aggravated his injuries, so that the radial bone of his right arm ruptured, and the forging hammer Falling, the pain of the soul made it stiff for a moment, and this moment became the key to victory..."

   Hiss!

  The manuscript paper flew down, and the pen was elegant and flexible.

"...Although the four of them are Archbishop Lieyang and have rich combat experience, they are restrained by the enemy's unknown ability. They are all covered with snow-white crystals, they spread at a speed far exceeding pollution, and they will completely devour themselves in less than a minute..."

  Boom! !

  Terrence fell to his knees on the ground.

  He raised his head with difficulty, and the remaining one of the horns was cut off by Fren's sword. The mythical blood was flowing unstoppably, dripping like lava, and ignited a white flame.

   "You... will be judged by the scorching sun... sooner or later..."

Terrence's square pupils have spread, and he turned his head to glance to one side. The three archbishops had already died before him. They were beheaded, rotten, and completely reduced to crystals. The death patterns were different...there is only one thing in common, that is His wide-eyed eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

   Throughout the battle, they were severely suppressed from beginning to end, and they couldn't even find any chance to come back.

  Until they died, several people could not see the hope of victory, even if there was no hope, this was a complete dead end.

   Crash.

  A dozen pieces of manuscript paper suddenly floated down from the sky.

  Like an elf of fate, she joyfully landed in front of Terrence.

  His gaze swept away, and his whole body became stiff as if struck by lightning.

  Especially when he saw the inscription at the end, named "Jack Speight", his face changed drastically, and a sudden feeling mixed with horror, puzzlement and hatred emerged immediately.

   "That's right... Jack has used the power of the four of you, and you all belong to his incarnation!"

   Terrence's mouth and nose were bleeding, and as soon as the boiling blood hit the ground, small flowers made of white crystals grew.

   "I should have expected that this series of breathless coincidences must be the influence of fate..."

   Terrence hoarsely said.

   "I just didn't expect it to be him."

  The handwriting of fate on the manuscript paper actually revealed a lot of information, so he knew that this was Jack's revenge, and it was the revenge of "The Ferry Sword" Byerswolf...

  At the same time, Terrence felt an inexplicable fear at the last moment of his life.

  Because he guessed a little through clues, maybe everything that happened in Sunset City is also related to Jack!

  If so...

  Terrence only felt that his scalp was numb. This young man, in just three years, has grown to the point where he can plan to murder an angel!

  噗—

  Flon swung his sword, and the purple moonlight swept across his neck.

   A huge sheep's head rolled to the ground.

   Hot blood rose into the sky.

  Terrence was still thinking, but he saw in his blurred vision that a tall black hat slowly came to him from the back, and bent down to pick up the church's most treasured 【Aries Hammer】.

   A calm and magnetic voice came slowly:

   "Your Majesty Terrence, goodbye."

  Terrence's vision went dark, and he was deeply unwilling, accompanied by complicated emotions such as panic, and fell into endless darkness...

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