The audience gathered at the foot of the mountain, each of them is a powerful "superior" in the real world, but at this time they can only open their eyes wide and watch the axe shadow that suddenly appears and disappears. The shadow of a "legendary" existence.

The source, before the smooth, huge black stone, was wearing an old-time tuxedo, a bow tie, and a pale-skinned middle-aged man. He ignored all the extraordinary in the field, first nodded at Ludwig, and immediately looked The three "undead princes" showed a gentle smile.

Then, his figure began to dissipate slowly.

The void in the Montenegro seems to echo his motto:

"Justice, never absent?"

"Is that adult?"

Tang Qi was not far away. The female transcendental who gave birth to "evil babies" because of the pollution, had no time to swallow even the cure for the secret medicine, and couldn't believe it as the shadow dispersed, whispering.

The rest of the members of the Eagle Nest Club, including two senior deacons, nodded in affirmation.

At this moment, a name emerged from the minds of the extraordinary.

"Holy Axe!"

"Justice Lincoln!"

Among the twelve saints, the most powerful candidate is Martin Sims, the confessor. But when it comes to fame and reputation among the people, the powerful competitors are the few who joined the ranks of "Saints" at the latest. Among them, the most recognized is Justice Lincoln, the Holy Axe.

Although his "death" is full of suspense, his funeral was witnessed by the people of the entire Federation.

Now, resurrected?

"To be precise, it is a projection power left by the Lord in advance. Everyone knows that he is an excellent friend with the Lord Confessor Sims. If all this is arranged by Lord Sims, maybe we Not only will you see the Lord Axe, there are others ... "

"saint!"

The senior deacon wearing a monkey mask just finished speaking, and the deacon with a crow mask on his side said.

At the same moment, other audiences reacted the same way.

Obviously, I realized that these things might be in the expectation of the "holy confessor", so the holy man also arranged his backhand to clear the obstacles for his next disciple "Ludwig".

As long as the mysterious side is a little bit of common sense, it is clear that Martin Sims is extremely terrible.

Most of the twelve saints are his good friends. A few of them even respected Sims, even though he did not have a friendship with Sims.

The saints are all at least ‘half-god-level’, and it ’s exciting enough to see them shot, even if it ’s just a projection.

Of course, the camp of order mostly thinks so, but the chaotic and evil camp looks very ugly at this time.

And at this time, while the audience was in a slump, and the legends stopped at the same time, the second rotten head came out again. He drilled from Ludwig's shoulder, turned the flesh, and moved behind the monk, Facing the legends.

He gave a harsh sneer and annoying ridicule.

"I've reminded you long ago that stupid Luther is the chosen successor of Sims. You dogs not only can't hurt him, they can't cross him to **** the thorn suit."

"Isn't it angry? The crown of thorns and the thorny clothes are real. They contain powerful wonders of divinity. Even if an ordinary person puts them on, he can become a strong person of the level of" Saint ". Even my old man is tempted. "

"The **** costume is right in front of you. You can only see it but you can't take it. The only guy who can take it is now like a snail crawler. The more you look, the more angry you are."

This chatty "speech-style" ridicule seems to have finally made a difference.

Tang Qi can also feel that there is some fluctuation in the breath of legends across a long distance.

Among them, the most violent come from three organizations.

Ancient mystery library!

Mam Sanatorium!

Bright Church!

The first two are because the projection of the holy axe directly killed one of their legends.

The Mam Nursing Home is just a matter of fact, an evil organization that gathers lunatics and mental illnesses.

It is an "ancient mystery library", which has always advertised the order neutral camp. Now it is recognized as a "sage" to hack a legendary agent, a legendary agent wearing a bone mask after Crystal's death, the whole person distributed With extremely cold, strong killing intentions.

As for the last Church of Light, it's easier to understand. Even in churches where "fiends" are everywhere, the thorn suit is also an absolute top-notch wonder.

It should have become one of the treasures at the bottom of the church's pressure box, but now it is about to fall into the hands of an unknown soldier.

For a time, the whole black mountain fell into a strange atmosphere.

At the foot of the mountain, the audience watched breathlessly, while the legends stopped at the same time in a tacit understanding, and once again crossed the eyes of "Ludwig", staring at the huge, soaring "black stone steps" ahead.

The idea is extremely consistent.

Who will be the next "Saint"?

The only thing that did n’t matter was Ludwig.

He was still corpse-like, swaying, with a pious, ascetic breath on his body. He was difficult, step by step, climbed through the black stone steps, and walked firmly to the top of the mountain, where he placed the "thorn suit" "The seat went.

In everyone's eyes, it seemed to be seen that a flame of life was burning under the "Pula force field" that suppressed everything.

"Which organization will be the next one?"

In Tang Qi's heart, this idea was extremely determined.

He stared at the legendary figures shrouded in "paints" and "glow lights", and they followed closely behind Ludwig.

"The fame of the Twelve Saints is not difficult to deter ordinary transcendents or mysterious forces, but at this moment it is the organizations of the Decaying Head, the Council of Eternal Life, the mysterious deformity show, even the real saint Resurrection, they dare to shoot, let alone projection? "

Tang Qi blinked as his thoughts flashed.

Above, Ludwig, who was climbing, slipped his hands, and the whole person fell straight from the height and fell below the steps.

At this moment, around him, the blue starlight formed a small universe, wrapped in Ludwig, and kept falling, but there was no end at all. The extremely pleasant wind bells, the fluttering feathers, sounded directly in the soul. "Muttering" at the same time, sweeping this black giant mountain at the same time.

The audience lowered their heads one after another and entered a deep, extremely peaceful "sleep".

"Being eroded by Dream God ..."

When this piece of information exploded in Tang Qi's mind, he had awakened early.

Almost at the same moment, legends also woke up.

The time lasts ... half a second?

No, even shorter.

If there is no "intervention", this time is enough for a legendary "dream master" to take Ludwig away.

He walked out of the storm and wore a mopping blue robe, a kind and gentle old man with thin white hair. He wore a special hat covered with bright and colorful feathers, as if in this world The feathers of all creatures appeared on it.

Wherever he passed, the stars were spread, and the wind chimes rang.

When a gentle breeze blew past, the old man and Ludwig turned into blue starlights at the same time, blinking, about to leave the "Pula force field" and enter the dream palace that appeared outside the mountain peak.

But at this moment, on the huge step that let Ludwig fall, another phantom appeared in the smooth black stone like a mirror.

This is a lady!

She was wearing a long white dress and a crown that seemed to be condensed by ice and snow. Her long hair fell down to the ankles. She had an elven facial features. She was glowing, holy, natural, and let all evil Shameless light.

No one can look at her in the field.

When her phantom came out slowly, everything on this black mountain was frozen.

She looked at the "Dream God Palace", the ancient, mysterious power of words spit out of her mouth, in a flash, all the hearts felt a soft, peaceful light shining down.

"The power of dreams should not fall into the hands of evil."

As the elven language sounded, the light that shone on everything exploded completely.

There was no wailing or screaming.

In the frozen world, another light breeze blows, there is the sound of flowing water, there are birds, there are whispers of trees ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ There are elves singing ... When everything returns to normal, everyone can no longer see that A dream palace wrapped in colorful grids.

The "civil" legendary dream maker, he was curled up in the void like a baby at the moment, a faint smile in his mouth, seemed to be having a beautiful dream, with a slight snoring, the old man's body became white The light spot dissipated in the light breeze.

Not far away, Ludwig slowly woke up on the icy black stone.

Originally like a "dry corpse", he was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment, his skin and flesh became full and rosy, his movements became light, and the dead and desolate were also replaced by the spirit of life.

The only thing that hasn't changed is his state of immersion.

After unconsciously stretching his waist, he continued to climb the huge steps.

On his shoulder, a bright red "sarcoma" swelled silently.

With a snap, the second rotten head drilled out of it again.

He seemed to smell a very nasty smell, squinting rotten eyes, muttering in a voice that everyone could hear:

"I knew that the gossip from the guys of the Eternal Life Council was not wrong. Frieta, the little **** ... Sure enough, he had a leg with the old man, Sims. No wonder he did not look down on the most handsome William Sid. It ’s really disgusting and sour. "

This filthy language with extremely rich information came out, and the same memory information rumbling in everyone's mind.

The figure that was so holy that no one could face it, gradually coincided with a "holy man" in historical legend.

"In the Dark Age, he saved countless civilians and replaced the saints who signed a peace contract with the human race."

"One of the twelve saints, the great and holy elven princess 'Freita'."

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