Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 579 William Augustus I

"Witch King" Karaman, it seems that the high-end combat power of the Rose School is not enough. Even the believers of "Primordial Moon" have called him. As his thoughts floated, Renekton smiled and nodded at the other party, and glanced at Karaman. The exquisitely crafted male doll in his hand.

It was only the size of a palm, wearing a dark red dress with gold patterns. It was unknown who dug out its eyes, leaving only two black holes. Its eyes seemed to be absent, and it fell on Renekton, filled with strong hatred and malice. .

The next moment, the surrounding dense darkness and shadows squirmed quickly, condensing into illusory but solid black shackles, coming from all directions, trying to wrap around Renekton.

At the same time, the male doll held by Karaman suddenly disappeared.

Renekton suddenly felt the mechanical glove on his right hand shaking slightly, conveying emotions of disgust and anger to himself.

Immediately, the clothes on his body suddenly tightened for no reason, and the collar, cuffs, and waistband of his trousers strangled him hard, as if they were going to tear his whole body apart.

Oh!

Crazy, twisted and ominous murmurs echoed in their ears, causing their brains to tingle and lose consciousness, making it difficult to think effectively. At the same time, the flesh and blood on their bodies cracked and strange eyes sprouted.

Gradually, an illusory and magnificent palace, like a giant's residence, emerged in the orange light. Several figures with extremely blurred figures and extremely terrifying auras sat around a long table stained red with blood. They With a ferocious expression, he was eating the things on the long table like he was scrambling for them.

Snapped!

The crisp sound of snapping fingers echoed in the silent night, and the surrounding airflow suddenly became violent, rubbing against the air and making a squeaking sound. The sound of the wind blew in all directions with some will.

Every gold pound issued by Loen has his face printed on it, making it difficult for people to recognize it.

As the figure solidified, his eyes quickly reflected the figure of Maihams, who was wearing a white robe inlaid with gold threads and a face that was thin and bone-like.

Several dark gold nails with strange patterns were created out of thin air, sealing the doll's mouth tightly.

Just by his appearance here, the rules and order in the surrounding area seem to be strengthened, as if he is the practitioner and guardian of order.

Renekton's eyes sparkled with a cold and pure light, giving people an unusually sacred and wise feeling, but also seemed quite cold and lacking in humanity.

Renekton looked at the female demigod who was about to throw the blazing spear of light in his hand. His eyes instantly turned pale golden and straight. There were layers of dark golden scales on the mechanical hand on his right hand.

A clear sound of tearing sounded in the air, and a silver-white stabbing sword fiercely cut through the peaceful and quiet night, dispersing the secretive effect that shrouded the dock.

While he was speaking, the magical items captured by the Starlight Hands had already arrived beside him.

On the front of the gun, two white wings stretched out in layers, surrounding the tip of the gun like an angel. The space around Renekton was directly blocked, making it impossible for him to rely on flashing and other methods to avoid attacks.

This state lasted for less than a second. Renekton's figure suddenly became illusory, as if he didn't exist at all. The dark shackles formed by the surrounding shadows penetrated straight through his body.

The magical items they were wearing suddenly lost control. On the strange crown made of thorns, the wooden thorns grew longer and sharper, and quickly extended inward, piercing deeply into the head of the female demigod. The hot red gurgling out.

On the hand of the male demigod with black hair and golden eyes, the ring suddenly burst out with a burst of crystal-like light. This light only enveloped the arm wearing the ring.

Not far away, the light covering half of the pier was quickly gathered into a ball, and appeared in the hands of the Loen military female demigod who was wearing a black evening gown and a strange crown made of thorns. Stretched into a spear of light that was so pure and extremely white that it seemed to be composed of pure sunlight.

A heavy sigh came from Renekton's mouth. His status as a transcendent angel made his sigh fall into the ears of several demigods from the Rose School and the Loen Army, and it became indescribable, hard to hear, and A very polluting horror.

Renekton reached forward with his right hand and easily grasped the palm-sized puppet in his hand. The bronze mechanical gloves were suddenly covered with a thin and hazy glow, flowing like water, bit by bit. Drill inside the doll.

At this moment, everyone on the dock fell into a brief state of confusion and panic. It seemed as if there was a giant dragon roaring in their ears, which seemed to come from reality, but also seemed to come from illusion. Their bodies, minds and spirits were all in a state of uncontrollability. status.

With the Rose School demigod stalling for time, the blond and dark military demigod breathed heavily for a moment. He supported the ground with his only remaining hand and looked at the man who had the crown of thorns pierced into his brain, and his eyes became confused. Female Demi-Gods:

At the same time, Mahamus opened his mouth again and let out a silent scream towards Renekton.

Some may stand there trembling, or run blindly and irrationally to a corner of the garden, or may become incontinent, with their legs paralyzed, or simply faint and fall into coma.

In the next second, Renekton's body became insubstantial, as if it was something that did not exist. The curse that had originally acted on him turned into pieces of dark, dense worms, squirming in the air and disappearing.

Deep, solid darkness suddenly appeared around Renekton, and the surrounding scene seemed to be frozen, with an invisible force firmly binding him in place.

In the hands of the female demigod, the spear of light formed from pure sunlight lost its spiritual sustenance and was re-decomposed into pieces of pure white and blazing sunlight, and the surrounding sealed space was also liberated.

The dark night fell like a tide, revealing the real pier under the dim light of street lights, and the sounds of crashing waves and howling sea wind also echoed again.

Renekton's figure emerged on the deck of the hybrid sailboat docked at the dock. Around him, orange-red dusk light emerged from the void.

After the Pharaoh's mummy was exiled by Renekton, Maihams and Karaman of the Rose School regarded him as an enemy. The operation to recapture the mummy failed. In order to escape from Backlund smoothly, they planned to temporarily cooperate with the Loen military. The two demigods teamed up.

In the pure and clear ocean of light, thin black smoke kept floating and disappearing. A group of vampire bats between reality and illusion quickly flashed their wings and flew to the other side of the pier, leaving the range of the light. Finally, the body of "Witch King" Karaman was reorganized.

Renekton rubbed his fingers, creating patches of starlight, which turned into a wide palm and grabbed the top of the female demigod's head.

The black-haired, golden-eyed male demigod looked stunned for a moment, then half-knelt on the ground as if weightless, with a painful expression on his face, and tears streaming from the corners of his eyes because of the intense pain stimulating his body.

A shrill, sharp scream that directly hurt the spirit body erupted from the puppet, and then disappeared instantly.

A long arrow condensed with crimson moonlight shot from the other side of the pier, shattering the palm made of starlight.

"Animation of dead objects is prohibited here."

"Ah~"

The palm-sized, exquisitely crafted male doll was also outlined in the air in front of him.

The screams and the ultimate curse brewed in the long silence broke out on Renekton.

Before he could react, the light disappeared along with one of his arms.

"I don't want to expose the angelic power and aura so close to Backlund. This will cause unnecessary trouble."

In mid-air at the pier, a middle-aged man wearing a large cloak, with black hair and blue eyes, a square face, and a majestic temperament stood quietly there.

"Woo!!"

In the blazing ocean of light, two muffled groans sounded at the same time, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

Silently, a peaceful and silent night enveloped the surroundings. The sound of howling wind and waves hitting the embankment gradually faded away, and the entire pier fell into a state of secrecy.

The next moment, the blurry figures sitting on both sides of the long table all turned their heads and looked at the other side of the pier, the female demigod in evening dress, and the person next to her with black hair and golden eyes, a straight dress, and a mature and elegant temperament. of male demigods.

As the words fell, the female demigod who was tightly controlled by the crown of thorns finally returned to herself. Her expression instantly became painful, as if she had just felt the pain coming from her head.

William Augustus I, who stood quietly in the air, spoke majestically:

Not far away, Renekton's figure was clearly reflected in Karaman's eyes, and one of his eyeballs was pulled down by himself.

Little bits of starlight overflowed from his fingertips, turning into several huge palms surrounded by starlight, pointing towards the out-of-control magical items scattered on the dock, as well as the crown of thorns on the head of the female demigod of the Loen military, and the blond hair. The black-eyed demigod was grabbed by the severed arm.

Renekton curled his lips, his body was covered with a layer of misty starlight, and his figure disappeared instantly.

With Karaman's eyes acting as mirrors, Mahomes also escaped from the envelope of the ocean of light.

Renekton chuckled and shook the purple gourd he held in his left hand. Pure and clear golden light surged out from the gourd, flooding the surrounding area in an instant.

His exclamation was like the whisper of an evil god, and even if Maihams and the others closed themselves off, they could not block it.

"William Augustus I?" Renekton raised his head slightly and looked at the other person, his tone was calm but very sure.

Thick black mist surged in his hand, shrouding the eyeball.

"No blood or injuries are allowed here."

"Return the property to its original owner!"

His words were like an indisputable sentence. As the words fell, the surrounding rules began to automatically execute the sentence and send back the captured magical items.

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