Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 98 Praise the Sun
At this moment, outside the city of Sakya.

Owen raised his head, his expression extremely solemn.

Traveler Anjie appeared silently behind him, also looking up at the sky.

They opened their clairvoyance, and in the eyes of the extraordinary people who were good at clairvoyance, they saw things that ordinary people could not see.

Above the sky, the crimson moon is bright and tranquil, as if it has existed forever, yet it has an indescribable sense of desolation and decay.

Under the crimson moon, countless translucent spirits that are beyond the range of normal human perception are rapidly floating away into the distance.

Those spirits are either tall or short, male or female, some are old people in their twilight years, and some are innocent children. Their spirits are either incomplete or complete, some have just died, and some have been dead for a long time, buried deep underground and become resentful spirits.

They have different shapes and spiritual powers. There are also extraordinary ones among them, whose spirits have been tempered by magic potions. But without exception, they are all numb at this moment, floating away in the distance with some kind of power.

This is not right. This is not right at all.

As a gatekeeper who has been promoted to Sequence 5 of the Death Path, Owen is also an expert in spirits and related rituals.

But the military personnel seemed to be completely oblivious to the spirits in the sky. They were so angry that they lost their minds and forgot about the consequences.

"I'm afraid it's the effect of a ritual magic, gathering the dead, undispersed souls." Owen whispered.

"Also, this sudden battle is also problematic." Angel used the extraordinary power of the recorder to cleverly avoid the crowd around her and only communicate with Owen on a spiritual level.

They are now in the army, and the troops are ready to act secretly according to the orders of the military high-level. They plan to cross the Alexi River and attack the border fortress of Fenapotter at night under the watchful eyes of the red moon.

The actions of the top military officials at this time were truly bizarre.

The lower-level officers were unable to notice it, and even if they did, they would subconsciously ignore these unusual arrangements because of the atmosphere at the time.

The death of the demigod Rupert Augustus should have been reported immediately by the military high command to the Loen royal family to stabilize the border situation, instead of launching a night raid on Feynapotter to exact revenge.

But their current actions are aimed at actually starting a war.

The situation is already unstable. If a war breaks out, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the three countries and the Orthodox Church.

The chaotic lack of anchor points also has a significant impact on the seven gods who maintain the seal.

But the atmosphere was clearly not right. The people around him were filled with excitement, nervousness, fear, and other emotions that were incredibly low. This was not a normal human reaction. But Irving couldn't detect the source of this abnormality.

The anger that arose in his heart was also growing, and it seemed that only the sight of the enemy's blood could soothe his violently fluctuating emotions.

He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and a hidden totem symbolizing the feathered serpent faintly appeared on his armor.

"Calm down and don't let your emotions take over."

As a puppet, Anjie should not have such emotions, but the existence of the 'Bionic Puppet' module allows her to break free from the restrictions of the puppet master's manipulation. However, at the same time, the defects of the 'Bionic Puppet' module also make her emotional weaknesses.

It's like the most perfect man-made object is equipped with an antenna, but it also produces its own artificial will, which can be good or bad.

However, any emotional fluctuations that go against one's own "personality" will be noticed by the secret doll itself.

This is also the reason why she remained sober, able to maintain her emotions rationally, and even discovered the pollution hidden in it when the pollution emanating from the demigod Rupert Augustus's shattered spirit affected the entire city.

That demigod has been completely polluted and has become one of the ways in which the dark side of the universe influences the real world.

Which ancient god who has survived to this day doesn’t have some skills?

After calming down a bit, Owen asked, "How are you doing over there? Do you need any help?"

Anjie glanced at Owen sideways, then shook her head.

She could no longer contact Tang, and the connection with the spirit over there had been completely severed.

Tang should have concentrated all her spiritual energy to fight against the gods from the dark side of the universe. But now, all her actions are spontaneous behaviors based on the "Bionic Secret Doll" module.

Of course, she could contact her producer directly and inform the system.

"Have you found the one who came from the dark side of the universe?" Owen, who has never been very smart, immediately saw something from the reaction of the secret doll.

"Where are you? How's the situation over there?"

Facing Owen, who was unaware of the existence of the 'Bionic Doll' module and still treated her as a doll, what could Anjie say? She could only face the bleak life with a smile.

Smiling without saying anythingjpg.

Being a secret puppet is a crappy job that anyone can do without making any noise.

She finally understood the core idea of ​​the theater and had a beautiful hope of dying and falling into eternal sleep.

Owen: ...

“Where does the spirit come from?”

he asked in a low voice.

Anjie glanced at Owen again, and Owen smiled back.

Anjie could only slowly disappear into the spirit world. "I'll go take a look. You follow the main group and don't act rashly. The leaders of the Church of Night and Storm should be here soon."

As for the demigods of the Artisan Church…ah, those who understand will understand.

In the last few seconds before entering the spirit world, she still stuck her head out and warned, "Absolutely, absolutely do not do anything reckless."

"Don't worry." Owen nodded, looking steady and reliable.

Anjie looked skeptical, but then she realized that she was a traveler after all, and it was just a matter of determining the spirit's origin. What could go wrong in just a few minutes... That's right, right?

The moment Anjie left and Owen turned and walked into the crowd.

A strong wind came.

Night suddenly fell, the crimson moon seemed even larger, and the thoughts of the restless crowd quickly calmed down at this moment.

"The wind is coming."

Behind those countless spirits, two figures appeared at some point.

The two men didn't say much. The strong wind, accompanied by the quiet and deep darkness, followed the direction of the spirit.

-

In a valley filled with a strong smell of blood.

No one knew when a deep and long crack had appeared in the ground. It seemed to be the eye of some creature. Thick black fog was continuously floating out of it, merging with the countless symbols that were constantly being shattered by the mental whip, to produce many black and round monsters, with a huge eyeball occupying most of the body, and the rest of the body covered with long and thin hair.

Those monsters were constantly slain by the escalating punishments bestowed by the 'Brass Book of Trunsoest,' only to be revived by the black mist, their power constantly spreading outward. Even if the gates of the abyss were sealed by the 'Brass Book of Trunsoest' and the laws of augmented reality, the presence of the Dark Gods was enough to allow some of its power to escape.

And this small part of the overflow is enough to cause extremely terrible disasters in the real world.

When the historical fog used by the 'Brass Book of Trunsoest' can no longer hold out, the gaze from the abyss will descend upon the real world.

All these people's actions now are just delaying this process.

As long as he opens the gate of the abyss, his mission will be accomplished.

By that time, even if the night, the sun, and the storm came, they could only clean up the mess for me.

The god-descended from the dark side of the universe looked at the demigod who had appeared in front of him at some unknown time, tilted his head, and the malice and excitement in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

"Secret Puppet?"

He was a tall man wearing ancient armor. His calm eyes showed no emotion at all, lacking any human emotions.

Red Sacrifice Path Sequence 3, War Bishop.

When Tang left Tingen, he brought this highest-level secret puppet he could reach.

Sequence 3, a powerful combat force even in angel-level battles.

Even though the Never-Ending Theater was a seal formed by the Beyonder characteristics of a Sequence 2 Miracle Artist, its range of manipulation of the Marionettes could not extend directly across most of Loen.

Besides Tang, the only one who can manipulate the Sequence 3 Marionette is 'A Moment of Luck', a seal formed by the combination of the Weird Mage and the Winner Beyonder's characteristics.

However, this war bishop's manipulator was not Tang, nor was it a "moment of luck".

Under the influence of the 'Brass Book of Trunsoest,' the demon's power was unable to reach its full potential. The War Bishop yanked on the chain beside him. With a single jerk, the chain piercing the middle-aged man flew high, seemingly exerting an extremely powerful force, and then slammed down like a sledgehammer.

With a loud roar, the earth shook violently like an earthquake.

The middle-aged man's body swelled. The odor of sulfur appeared, and the mental lash and death penalty followed. The silvery-white, constantly flowing characters on the parchment expanded and contracted, as if chanting something, resonating with the mists of history and Euclidean space, constantly pouring power from the future into the past.

Logically speaking, the spell that reappeared yesterday borrowed the power of uniqueness, and even if it was a by-product of uniqueness, it could not last too long. But now the power of this rule is still further strengthened, and there is no sign of decline.

This is the grafting of the past and the future.

The middle-aged man could not understand this mystery. Before he could react, the War Bishop appeared in front of him.

The Red Priest and the Abyss are both extraordinary paths that are extremely good at hand-to-hand combat. The next moment, the two forces collided with each other. The powerful wind and the wanton spirituality and divinity were like pollution, madly devouring the ordinary things around them.

While dealing with this secret puppet, the God-descended from the dark side of the universe wants to pollute the opponent's spiritual thread and find the hidden secret puppet master.

The sudden sense of danger that had just arisen in his heart dissipated in an instant, and the strange puppet master disappeared, which made him a little concerned.

If there isn't a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Diviner Path hiding nearby, then the hidden Puppet Master is carrying a magical item that can control High-Sequence Puppetry.

No matter which one it was, he needed to be wary. He had to pay attention to the Extraordinary who could avoid his gaze and had many secrets hidden in him.

And in the next moment, flames suddenly burst out from the War Bishop's body, and the figure of the God-descended from the dark side of the universe suddenly became sluggish.

He was caught by the spiritual thread!

A long-dead spirit worm is now safely staying in the body of the War Bishop's secret doll. It seems that someone is watching from a very far distance, and through this spirit worm, it is manipulating the spirit thread of the demon in front of it, trying to transform him into a secret doll.

This made it impossible for the gods from the dark side of the universe to pursue the disappeared puppet master.

A tricky marionette, a tricky uniqueness.

He concealed the madness in his eyes that wanted to kill everything in front of him, and the earth was shaking at this moment.

He wanted to force open the gate of the abyss, allowing the power of the abyss to escape more, destroying the rules here and polluting the rules as well.

-

In the Euclidean space, it rose to the center of the entire space, and the scene within a radius of 100 miles appeared in front of Tang.

He held the Sun Scepter in his hand, raising it high toward the Crimson Moon before him.

He was unable to control a Sequence 3 marionette, nor did he use the magical item 'A Moment of Luck'.

He installed a 'bionic marionette' module on the war bishop.

Having the Theater Core far away in Tingen control the Sequence 3 War Bishop is so far away, and the levels of both are high enough. The Abyss Path captures emotions and causes people to fall into spiritual corruption. The extraordinary power will not work on the secret puppet.

And the 'Bionic Marionette' module?
Who said this thing can only be used on your own secret puppet?
“Ah, this, this…”

The system screamed, "You shouldn't be promoted to a Trickster. The Parasite next door is more suitable for you!"

"No, that's not the case."

Tang said something perfunctorily to his system, and then his figure suddenly left the Euclidean space and appeared in the air in the real world.

He had already borrowed spiritual power from his future self in the Euclidean space. After replenishing it, Tang achieved a short-distance travel through the Euclidean space and snapped his fingers in mid-air with his left hand wearing the master's ring.

"I pray for a miracle."

In an instant, the Crimson Moon disappeared.

The demon seemed to have noticed something, and in just a moment of distraction, his stomach hit the War Bishop's fist hard and he was knocked away.

The flames instantly enveloped the demon, but the aroma of its meat was nauseating.

He won't die easily, Tang knows it, and the core of the theater also knows it.

In just a moment, the crimson moon disappeared, and a dazzling sun appeared in the sky, replacing the original gentle and peaceful moon.

The ring of the master can be seen as a prop with a ritual effect that points to the never-ending theater. Even if it is far away, facing the angel, as long as it is spiritually inspired, the theater core that can respond to the whole world can give feedback.

The sun and the moon reverse, this is a miracle!
next moment.

Tang poured his spirituality into the Sun Scepter in his hand.

'Praise the sun, praise the sun, praise the sun—'

There were still countless spirits flying towards this place in the distance. Tang raised the Sun Scepter, and the distorted sun symbol turned into black sunlight.

"Let us praise the sun!"

Black sunlight, fire coverage!

(End of this chapter)