Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 584 Darkness

The uniqueness of the "God of Death" path is actually here! Is this the resurrection plan left by the "God of Death" for him?

Salinger? The "God of Death" who once ruled the Southern Continent? Who is this Amanysis who suddenly appears? Why did she suddenly appear here? It sounds like she has a high status. Judging from Mr. Azik's tone, his first reaction when seeing the other person was confusion and surprise, but he quickly came to his senses.

As his thoughts floated, Klein subconsciously asked the doubts in his heart:

"The soul can also be repaired?"

"Yes, the 'Death' path is a path that specializes in the field of death. Soul problems are relatively simple for them. If it were an ordinary person's soul that would be torn in half, it would have collapsed and gone crazy."

Renekton answered Klein's question calmly and looked at the giant feathered snake that had been hidden by the goddess of the night. It seemed to have noticed the bad changes and frantically wanted to take the initiative to swallow Azik, but what happened? I can't touch this side, it's like living in another world.

Azik calmly stared at the giant feathered snake that was both real and illusory, watching it open its huge mouth, revealing its dark red flesh and fangs stained with light butter, and spitting out its pitch-black forked tongue and dark green tongue. of slime.

After a long silence in the uneasy atmosphere, Azik suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said calmly:

"People always change. Now I am used to this peaceful life, or I have more humanity. I don't want to give up this humanity, even if it is not all a beautiful experience."

He looked straight at the goddess of the night who had descended on 0-17, and his tone suddenly became much more relaxed:

"I choose the second option. Half of the soul remaining in the outside world is an uncertain factor after all."

"After his memories and emotions are washed away, I will merge with him. At that time, I will be sure not to be affected by the divinity and madness carried in the other half of my soul."

0-17 nodded gently, then stretched out his hand to tightly grasp the bird-shaped gold ornament that emerged from the crack in Azik's forehead, then retracted his arm bit by bit, and pulled it out of Azik's forehead. .

The intense pain made Azik's expression distort once again. From every piece of his flesh and blood, a pale spirit overflowed, intertwining into a translucent soul body.

This soul body is half pale white and half golden, with a simple beauty, which looks extremely incongruous.

As the bird-shaped golden ornament was pulled out, the golden part of Azik's soul began to crack, cracking and shattering bit by bit.

Ho~ho~ho~

Azik made an inhuman gasping sound from his throat, like a loud noise made when the air was rubbed, and the sound was mixed with unspeakable pain.

This state did not last long. As the golden jewelry was completely pulled away by 0-17, Azik's soul was also divided into two halves. One half turned into a golden stream of light and was thrown into the bird-shaped golden jewelry. , the other half returned to his body and merged with flesh and blood.

As his version of the soul returned, the two pale flames in Azik's eyes gradually extinguished, and the scales and feathers growing on the surface of his skin quickly fell off and faded.

0-17 turned around with an indifferent expression and looked at the huge feathered snake. Deep darkness surged under her body, drowning forward like a tide.

The giant feathered serpent, which was both real and illusory, seemed to be aware of the danger. Its huge body twisted uneasily, the broad and heavy wings on its back kept waving, and its dark red mouth opened wide, roaring.

The power of death exploded at this moment, and the entire mausoleum began to weather, as fast as thousands of years had gone through in just one or two seconds.

They quickly became mottled, with pieces constantly falling down or dust raised by the wind, and tiny white fluff grew between the gaps.

In just the blink of an eye, these fluffs grew into white feathers, and the surface seemed to be soaked in light yellow oil.

All of this was happening right in front of me, but it seemed like it was far away, not in the same world, and completely out of reach of Renekton and the others.

The surrounding darkness surged like a tide, carrying intense fear and sleep, submerging the feathered serpent's huge body inch by inch, melting it and turning it into part of the tide.

Carrying the will of the goddess of the night, 0-17 suddenly moved forward slowly. The surrounding darkness gently surrounded her, pursuing her like a wide skirt. This scene seemed to last forever.

No wonder the goddess of the night has a description in her name that is more sublime than "the starry sky, longer than eternity". I thought it was the flattery of believers. To a certain extent, darkness is indeed the main color of the universe. Renekton stared at it. The goddess of the night, whose aura was completely erupting in front of her, suddenly sighed in her heart.

After approaching the giant feathered serpent, 0-17 reached out and pulled out a long bone sword covered with strange patterns from the darkness surrounding him.

This long sword was not eye-catching, but just looking at it like this made Renekton feel the extreme danger. It seemed that it symbolized the danger in the darkness, and the silent destruction and disappearance.

0-17 calmly waved the long sword in his hand. With every movement he made, the surrounding darkness became darker, as if it was swaying out like water waves. If he looked carefully, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

The huge and exaggerated feathered snake kept moving its body, scattering feathers stained with light butter. It twisted its long body into an extremely complex and mysterious three-dimensional symbol, exuding an unimaginable aura of death. Fight against the deep darkness around you.

This confrontation did not last long. The 0-17 figure carrying the will of the goddess of the night flickered. She came to the head of the feathered snake and easily pierced the bone sword in her hand into the face that was exactly the same as Azik. face.

The expression on the human face on the feathered serpent became painful and ferocious, and it erupted with a violent scream that seemed to tear apart the soul.

The sound didn't travel very far before it was drowned by the surrounding darkness and disappeared.

The surrounding deep darkness invaded the feathered serpent's body along the place where the bone sword pierced, disintegrating it from the inside bit by bit.

Soon, nothing could be seen in the darkness below the mausoleum. Only a burst of green or pale white fluorescence would occasionally light up, indicating that the goddess of the night had not yet completely resolved the uniqueness of the soul fusion with Azik. .

It seems that it is more difficult to completely extract Mr. Azik's soul from this monster than to destroy it directly. As his thoughts floated, Renekton turned to look at Azik aside, his face was still a little pale, There is a sense of transparency, and under the surface of the skin, there seems to be some shadows of green and black scales.

Renekton gently rubbed his fingers, and little starlight fell down, outlining strange "door" symbols around him.

There was a flash of light blue starlight, and they came directly from the bottom of the mausoleum to the top of the stairs.

Azik glanced tiredly at Klein, who still had his eyes closed, and said with a slight smile:

"You can open your eyes now."

Hearing the sound, Klein quickly opened his eyes and looked at Azik for a moment. He was relieved when he saw that there were no obvious signs of loss of control or madness on his body.

Then he looked towards the bottom of the mausoleum. It was dark there, nothing could be seen or heard, and only occasionally a faint green light could be seen floating.

"That...is she still down there?"

Klein opened his mouth, but found that he could not say the name Amanissis at all. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the memory of this name in his mind was fading, so he had to change his words and use her instead, and continued.

Azik nodded and chuckled:

"It seems she doesn't want you to know her name or let us discuss her."

She didn't want me to know her name, so I couldn't say it. Even now, the memory of that name in my mind has become blurry. This has surpassed the influence of angels, whether it is Mr. Azik or Al, None of them can do this kind of thing, it's a bit like a different kind of "whatever is said, must be known.". That is a special king of angels, or a true god!

Klein's expression changed. He turned his head to look at Renekton, wanting to ask for proof. However, the moment he turned his head, he saw a young black-haired woman wearing a black classical robe and a hood.

He is very familiar with the other party's appearance. At the end of the Backlund Great Smog Incident, the angel dispatched by the Church of the Night was the angel who easily solved everything!

Klein, who knew the identity of the other party, was even more shocked. How could this be possible? Could it be that she was also the King of Angels? It was impossible. With the existence of the Goddess of Night, this path could only reach Sequence Two at most. But what she showed The strength seems to have surpassed that of ordinary angels, and they can easily solve things that Mr. Azik and the others cannot do.

0-17, whose eyes were dull and expressionless, responded to Klein's gaze. The corners of her mouth seemed to move vaguely, and the arc was so small that it was difficult to detect.

Is she smiling at me? Klein blinked uncertainly, and when he looked again, he saw that the other person's face had no expression at all.

0-17 stretched out a hand towards Azik, holding a pale white and transparent soul body on it. The brilliance on the soul body was a little dim, and the surface was also covered with a layer of deep and quiet darkness, with a hint of slumber. strength.

Just looking at this group of souls pressed into a sphere, Azik felt the throbbing bursting out from deep within his heart, making him unable to help but want to devour the other person and make himself whole again.

Taking a deep breath, he restrained his instinctive impulse, reached out to take the ball of soul, lowered his eyes to look at it for a moment, and sighed softly.

The pale white light floated instantly, outlining layers of mysterious patterns around it, and finally turned into the shape of a double door, imprinted on the other half of the sleeping soul, simply sealing him.