Presenting nesting dolls to the beautiful world

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[No, QAQ, no, no, no! ! ! 】

[I vomit blood directly]

【Leave Xiujiang alone for sending knives, at least QAQ】

——Everyone looks almost crazy.

And in the golden light barrier—"This is...?" Shia and the 'God Core' subconsciously turned their heads to look at the two small animals, they seemed a little surprised, "This kind of existence... "

The resurrection's laughter echoed throughout the dark space, and the players realized that a 'pollution' value bar appeared below their field of vision and above the heads of all NPCs here. The Power of the Dead Sea', and the full value is marked to trigger the irresistible [Resurrection Tributary] effect.

And...Since the five players present have already been given the effect of [Resurrection Tributary], this time the value bar shows that the effect on them is even more terrifying: if it blows up, they will all be killed within three natural days. The attributes are reduced by 90%!

At this moment, the player's expression couldn't be more serious.

In the darkness, the pollution level is slowly rising, and the psychedelic dirty color like the reflection of engine oil is flowing in the eyes of everyone. The power of the resurrected is so amazing——

As far as the current performance is concerned, he can be called "enemies of all things", but he is so tolerant to swallow and assimilate the life of all things to resurrect with him.Such a healthy, such an active, such a twisted resurrection.

"Well……"

Shia's complexion twisted for a moment.Due to the fact that her powers are from the same root in a sense, she is more efficient in resisting the infection of the resurrected power than others, but her own pollution bar will rise faster.

"... Zack!!!" she shouted loudly, "Zack! Death, like oblivion, is a gift from the world!"

This is a sentence that every "healer" knows and believes in, but the resurrected people just made the laughter louder.

"No." He laughed, "Death and oblivion are just the lesions we want to remove..."

As he said that, he seemed to be found by 'Garland', accompanied by a bright blue electric light that exploded in the depths of the black mud, the progress of the pollution stopped for a moment, but then suddenly rose to a higher level.

Screaming, or groaning—everyone reacted differently.Of course, the same is that it is not so easy.

Even though the players outside the barrier are still trying their best to continue to destroy the Ritual Foundation of the Risen One, a high-ranking professional who has lived for 300 years is carrying all the malice and despair that has been "wide-areaed" by the Holy Day for 300 years. ...

Just like when 'Garland' used the power of the world to cut off the continuation of 'life', the extra power that ordinary people can never normally manipulate will become the greatest help under their guidance.

Players watched as their pollution bars rose.

There have been changes in Shia—she was originally a life that relied on deep sleep to delay her death time, which made it harder for her life essence, which was declining at an accelerated rate, to resist the assimilation of the resurgents. Her handling of it had changed from the beginning The 'resistance' and 'competition' became 'filter everything negative and keep it in your body'.

This is one of the ultimate means reserved by high-ranking professionals in the field of 'therapists'. They can even filter the fierce virus in an entire area to themselves, and return it to others at the cost of their own health and life. a clean.

But...she doesn't look helpless: the golden light is gathering further from the branch-shaped golden crown growing from her left eye.

For this reason, she even gave up part of her own control, allowing the extremities of her limbs to gradually transform into black mud-like active substances, forcibly extracting a large amount of pure life secret energy and pouring it into the golden branch on her head, causing it to start The leaves sprouted, and a bright red fruit appeared at the tip.

The performance of 'God's Core' is different from everyone else: his pollution bar is rising to a new level almost every second.

But whenever it is about to reach full value, there will be a heavy breath accompanied by a new heartbeat from him, and the pollution bar will be cleared, but the golden light on his body will also be insignificantly weaker .

It is very likely that he just switched a new master-controlling thinking, and the previously infected thinking will be dragged down by other personalities to heal the skull, purify the obedient ones, and physically purify the disobedient ones.

After switching several times, a familiar look appeared in the eyes of the 'God Core', and the gentle and calm gaze of Vislin Kesselpod came to the world again——

The stars of virtue are born from the darkness, and the erosion of the bars of pollution slows down.

"Sorry, I'm late."

He raised his finger to the 'Golden Book', to put it mildly, but as always, he didn't explain anything about such issues.For example, 'why did he appear from the sea of ​​consciousness of the god's core so late' and 'what is he going to do' and so on.

But think about it, from the very beginning, he actually showed the trait of only answering those questions that can be taught to others.

"...now," he said, "this is a last resort. Sorry."

—That is of course impossible.

Everyone could see that he was going to do something that was premeditated...

Obviously, at this moment, he didn't care so much about lying.

When everyone was puzzled, they were startled by the 'Golden Book' he was pointing at, and released a dazzling golden light.

But before the illusion brought by the light flooded everyone, the players saw that two beasts composed of secret energy were summoned by Xiu, and returned to him as secret energy.

The long black-haired young man bowed his body, showing a phantom of light from behind.And when it quickly unfolded and became a part of his body structure, everyone remembered that the silver eyes of 'Xiu' would glow, and he also had a pair of huge snow-white wings that were big enough to wrap himself .

They spread out high-spiritedly, and among the black and gold, there was a violent gust of wind that was strong enough to deny the black mud's invasion!

A white world is coming.

The players fell from a height of four to five meters, smashed into a pile, and an unnamed stalker at the bottom even lost half a tube of blood.

Seeing that if this weight continues, the virtual blood that can still breathe back will fall into real blood, the stalker screamed in the team channel to make the other four people roll off him, and he regained his breath for a long time on his stomach. Only got up.

The players glanced around, only to find that this is a forest, and someone else fell after them: it was Shia who subconsciously floated in mid-air, and Garland who turned over in mid-air and landed firmly. , and another Karen who really hit the ground.

...The last one was still unconscious by visual inspection.

— Big grass!

When the players found these people, they rushed out immediately: "Garland!!! Garland!!!"

"...Long time no see, respected Chosen One."

Garland, holding a spear, greets the player with a smile.The blue electric light on his body has not disappeared, so that when he fell, he attracted some fallen leaves or other things around him, making him subconsciously shake his head, and the soft blond hair dangled near his blue eyes like a ray of sunshine.

Then, he raised his head to observe his surroundings, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, an electric spark exploded from his fingertips, and a tiny black trace was cut in the air.

Seeing that the mark healed quickly before overflowing the black mud, he figured out the specific situation without any effort.

"It seems... that we were transported to an illusory world." 'Galland' said as he walked towards 'Garon' who fell aside, "But I didn't see... 'Xiu', there must be something else Deeply..."

The players looked at him from a close distance, and the excitement of two Arcanists and Warriors who did not want to be named could not be expressed in words.

"Of course." Shia said not far away.

Including 'Garland' who was supporting 'Galen', everyone looked over.

They saw that Shia walked out of the forest and walked up a cliff.Her back looked so lonely under the sunlight.

... So, Lei Zhe helped me and walked to the edge of the cliff with everyone.

They saw the sun, the blue sky, Mount Yaori and a magnificent white city.

And the map display name is...

"...here is the 'Holy City' 300 years ago." Shia said, "here is... the 'Sacred Radiance Mountains' around 6764 years ago..."

She paused.

"Wesling's spells link our memories related to where we are in reality."

"Here is the memory space I share with 'Zach Chenovia'."

"In '6764', I was only 26 years old and he was only [-] years old," she said. "That's the year we met."

In the surprised eyes of the players "Ah, is this a new dungeon again??", she sighed: "That...'Xiu', he should have refused to come here by himself. I felt before that he broke the My own balance has been exchanged for a short-term increase in strength at a heavy price."

As she narrated, everyone's expressions gradually stiffened, including 'Garland'.

Of course, Lei Zhe almost didn't applaud this peerless in his heart.

The next moment, a CG screen was displayed on the players' "Book of the Chosen".

In the darkness, a golden, solid ball of light stood alone on the sea of ​​black mud.

At present, the "God Core" centered on the thinking of Vislin Kesselbord in the true sense is floating on the light sphere again, holding the "Golden Book" in one hand, opening the other hand, and pulling out a handle from the golden light. A long and heavy scepter.

The sacred belt was draped, and the robe was unfolded. A "Pope Kesselpod" exuding golden illusory brilliance stepped out, and looked gently at the black-haired young man quietly woven into shape on the other side of the Black Sea.

A terrifying sharp wind surrounds the golden ball of light, protecting the players and 'NPCs' in it.

"—Two against one, isn't it a bit unfair?" The resurrected man laughed.

——Of course, he doesn't really care about this, he just wants to add some trouble to everyone.

Therefore, with a light wave of his hand, another figure rose from the black mud around him, and the blood veins woven in the black mud quickly turned into a tall silver-haired figure also wearing the Pope's uniform, leaning on a heavy scepter , eyes closed standing beside the resurrected.

The only difference between the uniforms of the two is that Kesselbod's uniform decoration is silver, while the other's decoration is gold.

After seeing that figure, 'God Core' Kesselpod's expression was slightly stiff, and after a while, a trace of anger finally appeared.

In the sky, a figure floated down in front of the golden ball of light.

'Xiu' with long silver hair was wrapped in a loose white robe, and the silver ornaments made of secret energy reflected bright golden light on his body.

He flapped his huge soft white wings, looked at the resurrected man and the 'pope' beside him, his silver eyes shimmering were cold and waveless.

Under his eyes, the two bright red traces are now more vivid, flowing into the long silver-white hair along the ends of the eyes.

The four of them looked at each other.No one spoke anymore.

The war is about to start!