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A bright light exploded in the entire dark space, and the tangled arms were easily torn apart like tissue paper and turned into dust scattered in the darkness.

The light that originally illuminated the 'platform' suddenly dimmed, and as the light dimmed, the platform began to melt from the edge like melting ice and snow.

The entire dark space began to tremble violently at this moment.

In this trembling space, Serrate showed a gaffe for the first time, he turned his head to look at He Ao, his eyes filled with disbelief.

At this moment, the area around his waist and abdomen had completely turned into an opening in nothingness. The bright golden light targeted him. After penetrating his body, it penetrated the twisted light in the arm in the darkness.

The huge hollow wound caused by the radiant corona weakened many of Serrat's powers, but it did not kill Serrat.

However, in He Ao's vision of spiritual consciousness, the energy circuit in that empty position has been completely broken.

This means that Serrat has lost his so-called 'immortality'.

He has a bright blood bar.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

With a roar, Serrate raised his left arm without hesitation and threw it at He Ao's face.

The two of them don't have much power left now. This time, it's the final battle of life and death.

He Ao turned over and pulled out his hand, but was hit by Serrat's elbow and flew backwards towards the melting platform.

Serrat leaped forward, and once again punched He Ao.

He Ao dodged sideways, then shook his hands into fists and punched Serrat on the shoulder. Serrat was stunned. He Ao seized the opportunity, formed fists with both hands, and struck with two blows.

Serrat immediately withdrew his hand to block back, and at the moment he withdrew his hand, He Ao jumped up and hit his left temple again with a right uppercut.

Accompanied by the splash of blood, He Ao quickly pulled out his hand and changed his move, and connected with a straight punch. When Serrat broke up to intercept the two sides, he punched Serrat's eye socket head-on.

Serrat's body was hit and he retreated, with a circle of blood around his eyes. Then he glanced at the sword stuck on the ground not far away, and without hesitation, rushed towards the sword's position.

When he was just holding the heavy golden sword with nine rings, he could form an advantage over the knight sword in He Ao's hand by relying on his strength and heavy saber momentum, but at this moment, he was no match for He Ao in terms of pure fists and kicks.

Seeing him rushing towards the sword, He Ao did not hesitate, leaped out and blocked him sideways.

It is close to the sword, and it is also close to the coffin that was moved and placed on the platform.

Serrat raised his hand and punched He Ao. He Ao turned sideways. When Serrat was in the air and turned his back to him, he grabbed his shoulders with both hands and pushed forward again.

At the same time, he slid his hands down and held Serrat's right hand as Serrat was pushed forward in time and space.

Then He Ao held Serrate's right wrist with one hand, straightened Serrate's elbow, stretched out the other elbow, and slammed Serrate's elbow from behind.

boom--

With a crisp sound, Serrat's hand was directly beaten off.

"what!!!"

Serrat groaned.

But He Ao's movement hadn't stopped yet. He pulled back, causing Serrat's body that was leaning forward to fall back.

At this moment, Serrate was very close to the golden sword stuck in the ground.

However, He Ao didn't give him a chance to hold the knife.

He raised his fist sideways and stared at Serrat, and then seemed to look through Serrat's body, staring at his parents' coffins placed behind Serrat.

Countless emotions gathered in his heart and condensed in his deep, dark eyes.

Then without any hesitation, he moved his belt with his shoulders, and then moved his fist with his belt. He punched out and hit Serat on the chest.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Serrate's body stopped, but before he could react, He Ao's fist, which had already hit his chest, spun along with the trend, exploding two stages of strength.

The ribs on his chest were instantly broken, and following the punch, it pierced his heart and the energy gathering point in the middle of his chest.

The whole world seemed to be quiet for a brief moment, and only the heavy breathing of the young boy was left.

He Ao slowly retracted his hand, took half a step back, and stared at Serat.

"You can't... stop... the Eternal Kingdom of God..."

Blood overflowed from Serrat's mouth, and the dissipated energy finally destroyed his body. His eyes widened, and his body fell backwards like a ball of mud, falling next to the golden nine-ring sword.

He Ao watched in silence as his body fell to the ground, as the soul attached to his body dissipated little by little, and as his body quickly turned into nothingness and darkness.

Serrat's ability seems to be very close to the eternal light, so he will most likely use the power of the eternal light to bind himself to this church. As long as the church exists, he will never die in the church.

And now, after his death, the eternal light begins to take his toll.

He Ao calmly stepped over his gradually dissipating corpse, pulled out the sword on the ground, then raised his head and looked at the dark space around him.

In the visual field of vision, countless scattered rays of light seem to have lost their restraint, cruising crazily in the darkness full of distorted rays of light.

Accompanied by the violent trembling of the whole space, phantoms of 'rooms' appeared in He Ao's vision, and the one closest to He Ao was the 'gourmet room' with countless 'corpses' hanging there.

At this moment, the room was shaking violently, breaking bit by bit, and the emaciated corpses hanging on the ceiling were being swallowed by the endless darkness.

In the hazy phantom in the darkness, the devoured corpses did not struggle, but quietly waited for the room to shatter.

Not knowing if they sensed something, those corpses turned around at the same time, looking in the direction of He Ao.

Those rotten and ferocious cheeks squirmed, slowly opening their mouths, opening and closing up and down.

No sound could be conveyed in the darkness, but He Ao could clearly see their mouth movements.

'thanks'

Howo watched them and nodded slightly to them.

He watched the entire room shatter, and watched the sling around the corpse's neck loosen one by one, and along with the corpse's freed figure, it melted into the dim darkness.

And as this room disappeared, one room after another appeared one after another, covering the endless darkness.

In the end, He Ao lowered his head, inserted the knight's sword into the recovered scabbard, and then dragged the golden sword towards the two coffins that had been moved.

This golden sword was condensed by Serrat with his own power. It slowly dissipated with Serrat's death.

But perhaps because of improving its quality and making it thicker, its dissipating speed is very slow.

He Ao placed the machete on his father's coffin and dragged his father's coffin from the edge of the platform to the center of the platform.

Then he dragged his mother's coffin to the center of the platform.

The two coffins were close to the edge of the platform. As the platform 'melted', the darkness was about to swallow up the two coffins.

Under the blessing of strength, He Ao's speed was very fast, and he almost completed these actions in the blink of an eye.

Then he held the golden sword, turned around, and looked at the man with glasses lying on the ground not far from the center.

At this moment, the man with glasses is still holding the white corona tightly, but the corona can no longer condense even a moment of brilliance.

He also stared at He Ao with wide eyes.

As early as that moment when Serrat was penetrated but He Ao was not hurt, he had already realized that it was all over.

He did not struggle to get up, but looked at He Ao and said hoarsely, "Little guy, maybe we can cooperate. You see, I helped you deal with Serrat. We have a common enemy..."

He looked up at the red-haired woman who was still in the coffin, clutching her throat and unable to speak, her eyes paused slightly.

"cough cough..."

The red-haired woman suddenly coughed violently and took a few deep breaths. It seemed that the force affecting her throat had been removed.

She grabbed the coffin, which had begun to tremble violently, and jumped out.

The man with glasses turned his gaze to He Ao, and let go of the hand holding the red-haired woman's flying knife. An object similar to a finger bone fossil appeared in his hand, "I can take you away, trust me..."

And He Ao just watched him calmly.

In fact, as early as the beginning, he knew that the bespectacled man was pretending to be dead.

Serrat may not be able to accurately judge the life and death of the man with glasses, but for He Ao, who can see energy circuits and souls, this is not a problem.

However, He Ao did not directly point out that the man with glasses was pretending to be dead, but put a mark on the man with glasses.

After Chao Yi was promoted to B-level, the mind-reading effect has been further improved, so many of the various thoughts that flashed through the mind of the man with glasses when he was pretending to be dead, were directly conveyed to He Ao's mind.

Among them are the effects and abilities of the Radiant Corona.

So he deliberately pulled Serrat into close combat, creating an 'opportunity' for the man with glasses to 'double kill', and then when he hesitated, he used Yi Si to modify his choice.

From this, Ho Ao used the power of the spectacled man and the radiant corona to destroy the twisted light that seemed to be the core of the church.

However, after the promotion of Super Memory, the effect of 'Yisi''s revised decision seems to be more secretive.

The man with glasses was seriously injured and distracted, but he didn't seem to realize that the decision he just made was not from his own 'intention'.

Of course, this may also have something to do with him being more inclined to attack directly at that time. Yi Si just pushed him when he was hesitating.

Of course, He Ao would not tell him these things, but lowered his head and said softly, "My name is Yiluo."

The man with glasses was stunned, wondering why He Ao mentioned this.

Then he glanced at the two coffins on the ground, recalled what He Ao had said before, and instantly realized something.

Immediately afterwards, he heard He Ao continue to say, "I know where the wooden sign with eyes you want is there."

At this moment, the man with glasses seemed to feel that his heart, which had just been crushed by Serrat, resumed beating in an instant.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he still controlled his emotions and said quickly,
"Ilo, I remembered, are you Novus's child?

"What is the wooden sign you are talking about? In fact, I am a friend of your parents. We came here specially because we knew that your parents were held hostage by these heretical believers and came to take your parents' corpses home. But we did not expect that Meet you here.

"Little one, we are in this together."

After the words fell, he looked at He Ao full of expectation.

He Ao's eyes remained motionless, watching him calmly.

He actually didn't know what the people of the Eternal Old Sect were looking for, but the Novis family, there were not many things that could make this cult covet. The wooden sign of the spectator talent sequence.

So he directly mentioned the wooden sign and tricked the man with glasses.

I didn't expect to scam something directly.

It doesn't actually matter what the man with glasses said. Many of his thoughts were fed back to He Ao through the 'marks' placed on his body.

This allowed He Ao to actually get a lot of information when he asked questions.

The Eternal Old Religion came indeed for the secret viewer's wooden sign, but the bespectacled man didn't know what the wooden sign was for. He only knew that it was important. The 'leader' of the Old Religion asked him to retrieve the wooden sign.

While He Ao was thinking, the man with glasses was also stared at by He Ao. He was a little hairy. Just as he was about to speak again, He Ao squatted down and took out the fossilized finger bone from his hand.

"How does this work?"

He looked at the man and asked quickly.

When he held the stone, he did not receive any information about extraordinary items.

"This is an item belonging to our organization," the man laughed awkwardly. "It cannot be spread to outsiders, and only believers of Eternal Light can use this item. But I can take you out, trust me."

He Ao glanced at him, reached out and took off the glorious corona from his other hand, "Give this to me?"

The man with glasses realized that the answer just now seemed to make He Ao 'do not believe him', his complexion changed slightly, and finally nodded slightly, "Yes."

He Ao raised his head and glanced at him. He didn't expect him to agree so readily, so he nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Then he turned around and stopped talking to the man with glasses. Amid the violent vibrations, he reached out to push the two coffins together.

The red-haired woman lowered her head, 'monitoring' the man with glasses on the ground.

The man with glasses stared at He Ao's back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He already noticed that He Ao didn't believe him. This kid is young, but he is not easy to deceive.

He glanced at the completely white paper butterfly on He Ao's shoulder.

That seems to be the source of this child's 'borrowing strength'. Now, this strength has been exhausted, and the injury of this child is probably not serious. As time goes by, it will only become weaker.

If he were this child, he would definitely not leave with himself, a dangerous person who cannot be trusted, but would try to figure out how to use that knocking stone.

No, if they can come in, there may not be any other way to leave.

The red-haired woman is not strong, and her show of weakness just now seems to make them think that she is very weak now. As long as she moves quickly enough, the red-haired woman will not have time to issue a reminder.

Following the thought that flashed like a flash of light, the man with glasses slowly stretched out his hand, and suddenly pulled out the golden spear that Serrate had inserted into his body before, which had not completely dissipated.

It is better to strike first.

The golden spear was aimed at He Ao's back.

And at this time, the red-haired woman who had been looking at the man with glasses opened her mouth immediately, "Little..."

A bright golden stream of light flashed past.

He Ao turned around and put down the golden sword in his hand, glanced at the head of the man with glasses flying in the air, and then looked at the blood flowing on the golden sword, then looked up and opened his mouth, before he finished the first sentence red-haired woman with syllables.

The red-haired woman stared at He Ao in embarrassment, slowly closed her mouth, then stretched out her hand, and picked up her black throwing knife on the ground.

boom-

The bespectacled man's head hit the ground, and with an expression of disbelief, he rolled into the darkness.

Most of the energy gathering points on his body were destroyed by Serrate, only the last one remained on his neck, which was severed by He Ao.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He Ao looked at the red-haired woman and nodded slightly, then he put the golden sword back on the coffin, tore off the clothes of the man with glasses, tied them into strips, turned his back, and tried to tie the two coffins together.

The paper butterfly on his shoulder has completely turned white, and its wings are spread out, as if it has lost its magic.

As the paper butterfly's wings opened, the momentum on He Ao's body also quickly dropped and dried up.

He stretched out his hand to tie the straps together, but the moment he pulled the straps, he leaned forward and fell to the ground. His breath was exhausted, and he seemed to have fallen into a coma.

The red-haired woman stared blankly at this sudden scene.

She stared at He Ao, and after a brief pause, she looked up at the two coffins that were about to be tied together.

She slowly raised the flying knife in her hand.

The dark bracelet lit up the screen as she raised her hand, and a 'note' fixed to the home page lit up above the bracelet.

[Two corpses, 5000 million]
She paused for a moment, held the flying knife in her hand, and walked step by step towards the young boy who fell on the ground, his body completely stained red with blood.

······
boom-

The dark metal flying knife was slapped on the coffin lid.

"Lena, Lena, I'm afraid you won't be able to be a mercenary in this life."

The red-haired woman bent down, sighed, and carried the little boy on the ground on her back with great difficulty, tore off another piece of the man's shirt with glasses, and tied the little boy around her body.

Then she reached out and tied the straps binding the coffin that He Ao had not yet tied.

Immediately, she took out the disc with pointer from her pocket.

She stretched out her hand and was about to turn the pointer of the disk when a weak voice slowly sounded behind her, "Don't use that, you will die."

She paused slightly as she moved the pointer.

"You will actually encounter pollution when you enter the inner church. The disc cannot help you offset the pollution. I can see that it seems to store the 'pollution' in a strange way,"

The weak voice behind him continued, "If you turn the pointer back, the stored pollution will explode in an instant together with this pollution. You are not a believer in eternal light, and you cannot withstand these pollutions."

"Then we..."

Lena was stunned. She had no other way to leave here.

"use this."

A small blood-stained hand stretched out from her back, and a finger bone fossil with a faint golden light emerged in it.

"Do you know how to use this?"

Lena froze.

"Ah."

He Ao calmly raised his head and looked at the overlapping shadows in the room above his head.

When he asked the man with glasses how to use this thing, the man with glasses had already recalled the usage of this 'knocking stone'.

Strictly speaking, this is not a real 'door-knocking stone', but a 'sub-body' copied by the Eternal Old Sect using the power of eternal light, so He Ao did not get the information of extraordinary items.

This 'sub-body' has one more chance to use, which can cross the inner church and bring them back to the surface world.

The method of use is also very simple, just give a little power given by the eternal light to influence the knocking stone.

This is equivalent to a special 'encryption' that allows this item to be used only by believers of Eternal Light.

Although He Ao is not a believer in eternal light, he has a way to obtain the influence of 'eternal light'.

He raised his head and stared at the shadows in the room that seemed to have been slowed down by some stabilizing mechanism. He held the knocking stone in his hand and spoke slowly,
"Atmoreye!"

Outside the endless time and space, a vast and infinite gaze swept across this dark space instantly, and endless praises exploded in He Ao's ears.

And the knocking stone body held by He Ao in his hand instantly burst out with bright light.

In the vision of spiritual vision, the 'light' that wandered in the twisted patterns in the darkness suddenly became violent when stimulated by the 'eyes' that had just swept across it.

The 'stability mechanism' that tried its best to 'maintain' the shadows of each room in the sky collapsed instantly, and each room bloomed like silent fireworks in the dark space.

Countless illusory shadows rushed out from those broken rooms, cheered in the darkness, and then dissipated.

At the same time, in this chaotic darkness, some shadows that were 'liberated' from the room seemed to see Heao, and then they rushed into the darkness again.

Soon, the bloody phantoms hidden deep in the collapsed rooms seemed to be pulled by some kind of force and instantly gathered in front of He Ao.

Then the brilliance was like a stream of light, naturally sinking into the paper butterfly on He Ao's shoulder.

A golden light flashed across the door-knocking stone, covering the two of them and the surrounding items, and instantly disappeared into the rapidly cracking darkness.

It's a super large chapter of [-] words, and I ask for a ticket every day.