The Modern Age of the Mysterious

v1 Chapter 445: Unintentional offering

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The guard of the Kingdom of God suspended outside the silver tower turned his head, including his ashen mouth, the team's three ashen mouths are constantly devouring the most exquisite food on the entire table...

The group of n in front of him were obviously shocked by his angelic posture...

However, how would they know that this bluffing angelic gesture is just a cover-up.

Even though they are already at the King level, the strongest magic spell that the guards of the Kingdom of God can use is only "God's Punishment Acts".

The top magic of the Discipline School, "God's Temporary Advent", imitates the sacred things that represent the will of heaven in the age of mythology. Even if he wants to master this magic from the Callsign School, it will be after the Ace level...

Now…

He looked at the white flame wings he had simulated with spiritual power, and was quite satisfied with the visual effect in his heart.

Now, it's just a shelf that looks like an angel.

However, this shelf is enough to ensure that these "subordinates" will not have delusions of uniting and arrogating.

On the leaderboard, the score of the "Divine Kingdom Guard" team has surpassed the 2,000 mark, jumping to the first place in one fell swoop.

He was still levitating on guard, staring coldly at the night that had just formed...

The three-cry Nighthawk's head tumbled down the hillside like a ignited tumbleweed.

The night he created began to crumble, and pieces of black feathers withered on the edge.

Only the slender and strong body is still standing, and it seems that it intends to continue to attack that extremely evil thing...

Seeing his captain beheaded with his own eyes, such a visual impact is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary Jack-level explorers.

The sharp sword Pan Sha, who had been daring to fight and charge before, felt a strong sense of fear inexplicably.

This sense of fear made her suddenly lose her will to fight, and turned around to run away.

In a panic, she suddenly saw a black shadow flashing in front of her.

The director of the Cangku Institute, who had been beaten almost to death by the guards of the Kingdom of God before, got out of nowhere. There was a strange rumbling sound from his stomach, and a burst of yellow viscous liquid with a sour smell was sprayed out towards the face of the sharp sword Panza.

As soon as the liquid touched Panza's copper mask, a horrible puff of smoke rose.

The sharp sword Pansha's mask was burnt through in an instant, and amidst a heart-piercing scream, her face instantly turned into a **** skeleton.

But the acid still didn't seem to have had enough of it, and continued to steam on that face...

On the animal bone mask with remaining flesh and flesh, the director of the charnel house stretched out his hand wrapped in a black robe, and his fingers with black and green nails wiped away the flesh and blood on the skull's forehead to draw an evil symbol.

The symbol burst into a burst of yellow-green light, and the dead sword Pansha closed the jaw of the blood skull, and suddenly fell silent—her body was temporarily requisitioned and became a servant of the director of the corpse.

The last survivor of the Three Voices Nighthawk squad was not shaken by the death of the captain and his teammates. On the contrary, the death of his teammates seemed to inspire his bloodiness.

In the gradually collapsing night, under the withered black feathers, he roared something, which seemed to be the war song of some primitive tribe.

Then, he spit the fuel in his mouth on himself.

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His roar became louder and louder, and he turned the flame of the torch in his hand towards himself...

Fierce flames rose in him—to which he gave body and soul.

The emotional color in the soul is contaminated into the flame, and the huge flame actually burns out various blurred colors—blue sadness, orange excitement, purple depression, and... red anger.

The fire master suddenly felt no pain in the flames, he opened and closed his mouth, still singing the battle song.

Until, the flame turned completely red with anger, and he threw himself at the thorny monster.

The fire ignited by the soul not only ignited the sacred thorns again, but also ignited the delicacies there, and the caviar boats floating in the "river" were ignited, burning those foods into coke.

The fire master had already burned himself completely, and the bright red flame with scorching flames gradually weakened, but he could still see those weird vine whips waving.

It seemed that even if the pot-shaped creature was thrown into the lava, it would be safe and sound.

At this time, the dead wood sage tore off the umbilical cord—he seemed to be thinner and older, but he didn't stop, and stepped behind the sacred thorn.

Then, that weird holy object seemed to have a sudden change——

In front of the Xiao Mai Alliance approaching step by step, it took back all the fluttering wisteria whips into the strong pot,

Then, the body of the pot with rough skin like a hexagonal prism swelled for a while, and then stopped.

Moonlight suspiciously wanted to approach, but unexpectedly—

The "old man" as a fake seems to have completely abandoned its own form, the body of the pot exploded violently, and the explosively growing thorns and vines twisted and entangled to form a wall.

"Xiao, time is running out!" Moonlight 1902 caught a glimpse of the towering silver candle that had been mostly burned, and even his face showed an anxious look—there may be less than five minutes left.

"We must break through the past!"

All delicacies are behind this wall of thorns!

The Alliance charged towards the wall of flurrying thorns.

Olivia began to cut the vine whip with her foot blade at a speed so fast that even afterimages could not be seen clearly.

Moonlight played "The Carnival That Belongs to Yesterday", and the dancing undead threw themselves into the wall, constantly grabbing and biting.

The "Holy Book" in the hands of Father Taylor automatically turned to the page he expected, and the right hand holding the rhombus-shaped rosary with both fingers facing the sky, recited the chapters of the holy book aloud, and the white flame began to test the sacred object again. Strength of.

Max's forearm was split in two, a pair of old handaxes flipped out of his arm, and he held it in his hand—

The remnant soldiers rushed to the wall like berserkers, and with a pair of small hand axes, they cut out terrifying wounds—like the deep marks chiseled by a giant axe.

However, the saturation blow did not weaken the Wall of Thorns that much—

This seed from ancient times, after devouring a person completely, according to the will of its believers, chose to explode all life energy in one breath, in order to stop the footsteps of the Xiao Mai alliance.

What was in front of him was obviously an obstacle beyond what the Queen's specification could handle.

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Under the random blows of his companions, Sean's eyes pierced through the mask, staring at the hateful and disgusting wall.

He walked over quietly, raised his hand, and shook his fingers lightly...

Barely visible to anyone, his fingertips secreted a black fungus.

It seemed like a light lift, but only he knew that the mass of matter full of life energy had consumed nearly half of his spiritual power.

As if a cursed drop of black rain fell on the thriving plants, the black fungi representing the power of the "Hessian Sheep" seemed to have found some kind of excellent food—they began to devour it at an almost crazy speed Fake "The Elder" torso.

The power of the "Sheep of Hesse" devours the "Old One", and such a collision seems quite symbolic.

And this kind of symbolism cannot fail to be felt by the witnesses at the scene, and even those who were not there...

The "Sage of Deadwood", who was eating hard so as not to be eliminated, felt trembling all over for no reason. An astonishing vision was born in his soul - a huge black beast swallowed him whole.

The "false angel" suspended on the silver pagoda frowned and looked at the wall of thorns that suddenly spread with black bacteria, so that it seemed to be swallowed by black flames, and frowned: "... the power of the old master?

"Extremely ominous..." He looked at the man wearing the "Last Dance" mask~lightnovelpub.net~ His eyes became dangerous.

High above the "clouds", Peter Pan, who was overlooking everything that happened on the dining table, showed a surprised expression for the first time.

On the burning tablecloth, the black fungus swallowed the twisted thorns, and made a burst of cicadas.

Next to him, the mischievous Michael Dorins adjusted his round glasses, trying to tease the fungus with the silver fork in his hand, but Peter Pan raised his hand to stop it.

"Interesting..." A smile appeared on Peter Pan's face, "It turns out that there is an 'incredible' character."

And in a certain space farther away, with unknown dimensions, in the darkness, the tide of black fungus that was restlessly churning continuously condenses and disperses—that is a volume that can almost swallow the moon.

Passing through the gap between time and space, the "Mother of Hesse", the alien **** who symbolizes the proliferation and mutation of life, trembled with joy.

Although hundreds of millions of years are not very long for it, after all, it has been a long, long time since it has tasted the bait called "The Ancient One"...

The "deliciousness" at this moment evoked his memories.

And this memory made him forgive that in a certain small dimension, a weak creature dared to use its power...

An unintentional sacrifice made Xiao En, who used the "Hessian Sheep" divine feather, get the recognition of the deity for the first time.

The Shenyu, which can only be regarded as the use of fragments, glowed with amazing light, and there were dark spots in the depth of the light. Flowing, forming a brand new totem.

Because I inadvertently pleased the deity, I got a small recognition...

It actually allowed Xiao En's divine feather to enter the room.