The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 115 Curtain. People of Chaos
"what's the situation?"

Outside the city of Byron Weiss, Kaslan Bouglas looked up at the sky, the blood moon became more and more bewitching, the earth began to tremble, and the order of the elements in the air began to be disordered, and the outer crystal wall seemed to be crumbling. Something extraordinarily powerful is trying to break out of its cage, to break free from the chains of the endless void.

In an instant, that blood moon turned into a huge eye.

Those eyes peered into everything, with endless hatred and despair, making Kaslan instinctively pull out the rune giant sword behind him.

And many weaker priests behind him were directly affected by this weirdness and fainted. Only those above the black iron level could barely support them, but they also fell into a certain chaos, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"Goddess, is this the one?"

Caslan is familiar with the holy scriptures, and as one of the core figures of the Heresy Tribunal in Brunnhill Province, he is naturally familiar with the characteristics of those people of Chaos who were sealed away in ancient times.

But now, the huge eyeball, the bloody moon, and the frenzied gaze are undoubtedly the symbol of "that one".

"One of the lords of the People of Chaos, the Gazer of the Abyss, Lachesis!"

Kaslan's heart sank, and he suddenly felt a heavy pressure fall off him.

"interesting."

On the other side of the outskirts of Byron Weiss, the crimson-haired mage whispered.

She also saw that huge eyeball. The fluctuation of magic power in the air was unprecedentedly strong, and the string of the world was almost broken. This is the strongest tide of magic power that can be observed in the past century. One of the One descends in projection.

One can imagine how powerful the people of chaos in their heyday would have been in the ancient times, when the gods had not yet left humans, and similarly, how would the saints who could contend with them and finally seal them be? What kind of strength does it have.

"Your Excellency, should we ask for help from the Rainbow Tower? In this case, at least a high-level mage should appear on the stage."

Yorkshire tremblingly spoke to Liliana, and while his words were flickering, he secretly peeked at the expression on the middle-level mage's face.

"You mean, my strength is not enough to deal with the projection of a chaotic people in this area?"

"Crimson Witch" Liliana glanced at the short-haired low-level mage.

"I dare not question your authority."

In the mage's world, knowledge is power, and knowledge is authority. Even though Liliana in front of him looked only in her early twenties, much younger than Yorkshire, he still didn't dare to offend her.

"There is a familiar smell in this city. If I guess correctly, I'm afraid I will meet someone I know."

Liliana rubbed her chin and said in a playful tone.

"Your Excellency is talking about the night watchman."

Aincrad guessed that, after all, who could make this "Crimson Witch" an acquaintance, which one is not an all-powerful and domineering hero, or a powerful and famous powerhouse.

"No, quite an interesting fellow."

Liliana smiled, as if looking forward to it.

The instant the blood moon in the sky turned into eyeballs, Rosen felt Pachelbel's momentum suddenly change in front of him.

If the original Pachel was blessed with the dual power of order and chaos to achieve a balance, then the current Pachel was completely captured by chaos and became an indescribable existence itself.

Rosen drew the sword hastily, but felt a sticky sensation, as if the blade of the sword was stuck in Pachelbel's body, it was difficult to pull out.

He looked up and saw Pachel Bell grinning loudly, his lips split directly to the base of his ears, combined with his dark eyes, it looked extremely horrifying.

"I have been imprisoned for 1 years."

Pachelbel, or the thing in Pachelbel's body said.

"And now, I have finally broken free from the cage. Fortunately, Ashes, I am the ruler of the fourth layer of the chaotic abyss, Lachesis the Abyss Gazer, and you will be the first to witness my greatness."

The people of Chaos who called themselves "Lachesis" said, raised his hand, and pointed lightly.

Rosen felt a huge force pushing towards his shoulder, and the stagnant long sword flew out of Pachelbel's body at this moment, and together with Rosen, hit the wall behind him.

Boom boom boom boom boom! ! !

After knocking down three walls in a row, Rosen flew directly out of the Byron Weiss Cathedral, and didn't stop until he hit the fountain in the Cathedral Square.

The flames on his body were almost extinguished, and only ashes were flying. For the first time, Rosen experienced the feeling of bones falling apart. If it weren't for the protection of the magic barrier, he might have turned into a pile of scattered bones in midair. It was silent.

Rosen propped up his body and patted off the dust on his body. While lamenting the strength of the opponent, he also found out a little way.

Although the strength of "Pahaibel" has improved a lot now, it has not exceeded the level that Rosen knows. In other words, he is still in the range of Bronze Rank. I don't know if it is because of the insufficient number of sacrifices or Pachel's own limited strength. Because of this, the strength displayed by the people of Chaos now is not as strong as Rosen imagined.

However, the opponent was at least at a level above the upper reaches of bronze, with some characteristics of silver. The finger just now probably used some of silver's abilities.

Wu Shi is the pinnacle of the physical body, black iron represents superhuman perception, bronze touches the barrier of elements, and silver, if Rosen guessed correctly, should be the realm of laws.

Rosen had vaguely touched that barrier in more than one battle, but when faced with an enemy with such abilities, he still found it difficult to resist.

Before he had time to think about how to fight this monster next, Pachelbel's figure immediately appeared before Rosen's eyes.

That has completely deviated from the "human" posture.

On the back, four pairs of obsidian-like wings spread out. Pachelbel's hands became slender and formed countless tentacles at the ends. His lower body had long lost his legs, replaced by octopus-like wriggling fleshy feet, the most bizarre It's his head.

On the swollen head, only one eye was staring at Rosen.

"You didn't die, it seems that you still have some strength."

He said, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

"The breath on your body is very familiar, it is a disgusting smell."

Shocked! ! ?

Rosen was really surprised this time. Even though he suppressed most of his emotions in his heart, he was still a little shaken when he heard the other party's words.

This is the people of Chaos. How could a guy who was sealed tens of thousands of years know him well?

If I really want to pursue it, I am afraid that I am familiar with the breath of this body, but how is that possible?Could it be that this body has survived for tens of thousands of years?
Rosen's thinking continued, but the People of Chaos didn't seem to want to say anything more. His countless tentacles stretched out and wrapped around Rosen.

"It happens that some strength is still lacking, so let's eat this guy first."

The People of Chaos ignored Rosen's opinion at all, as if they didn't pay attention to it at all, and said to themselves.

But the next moment, His countless tentacles were chopped off.

"Who dares to interrupt my eating?"

Lachesis was obviously very angry, although those tentacles returned to normal immediately, but the behavior of the other party was quite offensive.

Rosen was also somewhat unexpected, because he was not the one who drew the sword.

But love Randall.

Erandall with lightsaber wings spread out behind him.

(End of this chapter)