Shadow of the Beautiful World

An ancient evil spirit, a strange thing that lives in the depths of the Lightless Sea.

Few people have actually seen them. Those who were unlucky and faced the lives of the ancient evil spirits, either died or went crazy, and they had no chance to spread the legend of the ancient evil spirits.

But one thing is for sure, these things are dangerous.

When Merlin helped Liana kill Ghost Father Belakos, he had seen the scene where the ancient evil spirits crossed dimensions and entered hell.

The kind of experience that makes people's sanity collapse and almost goes crazy just by looking at it is really very, very uncomfortable, even the current Lord Raven is unwilling to do it again.

But the ancient evil spirits are actually not evil in nature, they have nothing to do with evil, they are just chaos.

What is chaos?

Disorder is chaos, the absolute opposite of order.

The other side of order is not evil or darkness, but pure nothingness!

The ancient evil spirits do not have bodies in the conventional sense, and they are the ultimate manifestation of chaos. When looking directly at them, wisdom will encounter extreme challenges.

If you don't have enough knowledge and experience to comprehend the existence form of the ancient gods with your own consciousness, then the power of nothingness will engulf you, interfere with you, and transform you into the same form.

Your will will break and you will go mad.

But if your knowledge is enough, or your brain hole is big enough, and you can understand the existence of ancient evil spirits in your own way, then you can barely retain your sanity, and barely escape from that kind of gaze. Life.

Whether you can understand, accept, and adapt to is the only criterion for determining whether life can continue to exist when facing the ancient evil spirits.

It doesn't even have much to do with strength anymore.

This conceptual level of evil is the enemy of all orders. They rely on instinct to act. Once they cross dimensions and enter the real world, they will cause large-scale chaos infection.

Just like this ghost world.

The flesh and blood eroded by chaos formed the body of the ancient evil spirits in the material world, and in the process of eagerly engulfing the world, the originally unconscious evil spirits also gained a personified consciousness through the countless lives swallowed up in this world.

That is it.

The embodiment of all maliciousness in this world.

Now, with a premonition of the crisis coming, and relying on its own cursed flesh and blood servants, it is completely unable to stop Doom, it is also taking risks, coercing Wanda, and helping it broaden the road to the Lightless Sea.

This will allow more evil spirits to appear in the world.

This means that it will share this world with other evil spirits that will be completely swallowed up.

It's not a good deal.

But the arrival of those evil spirits will allow it to survive the end of being destroyed by these damned outsiders.

Its will cannot crush the spirits of these outsiders, but with the help of other evil spirits, it is completely enough.

Above the sky, the invasion of the great evil spirit has brought about extremely terrifying results.

The Ebony Throat, who had been badly beaten by Doom, let out a scream. The alien with a strong mind covered his bloody head and screamed like killing a chicken.

In this area of ​​concern, the concentration of chaotic power is rapidly increasing.

It's like a large-scale will detection magic has been thrown here, and all creatures here must be forced to accept the will detection from the great evil spirit and the world's malice.

It's like facing an ultra-high-intensity halo of fear. Once the will test fails, the spirit will suffer a terrible shock.

crash

Visible purple sparks danced in the air beside Doom.

That was the spiritual magic he applied to himself, and the energy collision caused by the continuous washing of chaotic will.

As strong as Dum, at this moment, he is also caught in a war of wills.

He swayed back, and in front of his eyes, the floating magic power formed all kinds of strange images, as if there were countless people singing in his ears, but it was a noisy voice.

Those furtive whispers.

The harder you try to hear clearly, the harder it is to hear clearly.

And the dawn that should have come, was pushed back into the night again under the influence of the great evil spirits that emerged from the pale, blue, and dark red light clusters in the sky.

Those formless evil spirits wantonly spread their power into this hopeless world.

While the glow was intertwined repeatedly, the entire night sky was dyed a strange lavender, and even the hazy and indifferent moon turned into an extremely evil purple arc.

Beaches aren't the only ones being affected.

In the depths of this sprawling mountain range, outside the sanctuary whose door had been opened, the witch Hermione stared dumbfounded at the changes in the sky. She was not infected by chaos.

Because of her heroic spirit, Joan of Arc, the arbiter of order, is holding a holy white battle flag and using a round of white light shield to protect this side of this land.

Joan of Arc is a legendary saint who was reborn on this battlefield in the form of a heroic spirit.

She was wearing a silver armor and battle skirt, a blue cape embroidered with a cross emblem, a black scabbard and a white blade on her waist, and a m-style metal headgear on her head.

She is a silent girl, eerily similar in appearance to Arturia, but with a completely different personality.

But at this moment, the silent girl held the double triangle-shaped battle flag smelling the golden holy emblem with her left hand, and rested her right hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist. White, warm light rose from the hunting flag, turning into A protective covering hung over her and the shelter behind her.

The blond hair swayed in the wind eroded by chaos, and the blue eyes were full of firmness and compassion.

She is like a stone statue of guards, standing in front of those innocent people who are dressed in rags and whose defenses have already been broken by despair, and who can only hope for hope.

The witch Hermione stood beside Joan, as well as Shazam and Strange who had just been brought back.

They stood within the holy white barrier, staring blankly at the sky that had turned into a desperate purple.

The strange arc of the moon hangs high in the sky, and the red beam of light pierces straight into the sky, which seems to symbolize the arrival of the end of this world.

Something must have happened over there...

Hermione looked worriedly at the red light beam under the night, and she said to Strange and Shazam beside her:

That's Wanda's magic power, but she is opening the door for evil spirits to enter this world. Wanda is likely to be controlled, or even worse, she is most likely out of control.

I gonna go see.

Shazam clenched his fists, and he looked back at the hundreds of lives kneeling on the ground praying behind him, who had not been infected by chaos, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

This divinely blessed boy was about to step out of the barrier, but was blocked by the battle flag waved by the heroic spirit.

The saint heroic spirit wrapped in white holy light said coldly:

Don't go out! This kind of filth will infect your body with divine power. You don't have enough control over your own power, and the power in your body can't protect you yet.

Then we're going to watch it like this?

Shazam retorted:

Witnessing the end of the world?

No, we stand by it.

Joan of Arc glanced back at the displeased Shazam, she said softly in a low, but calming tone:

Here is hope.

boom

The pace of the great evil spirits entering this world is getting faster and faster, and the erosion of chaos imposed on the world is even higher.

Amidst the piercing sound of broken glass, Strange looked up and saw that the outer layer of the barrier of order propped up by Joan of Arc, those white lights were rapidly dimming as if they had been struck by running water.

Master! I'm going to activate a higher barrier.

Joan's expression also changed, she looked back at Hermione, she said:

But if I want to make up my mind to protect this place, I will inject all my magic power into this place to form a solid barrier, unable to move, and I will no longer be able to fight for you...

Hermione hesitated.

She looked back, and there, a little girl about the same age as her daughter Rose was holding her skirt.

Different from her little princess-like girl, this poor little girl was not fully clothed, and her face became emaciated due to long-term hunger and panic, which accentuated her big eyes.

And those eyes were full of despair and fear, like a distressed kitten.

Hermione pursed her lips. She squatted down, took out a candy prepared for her daughter from her pocket, put it into the little girl's hand, and then stroked the little girl's withered and yellow hair.

The hundreds of normal children in this shelter are probably the last normal life in this world.

They are the last remaining hope of this world.

It's enough to have Artoria, Scathach, and Brunhilde, Joan of Arc, I know you don't like fighting, so just guard.

We're not just here to bring disaster to the world, we're also here to shelter those hopes.

Hermione let out a long breath, and she said to Joan of Arc without looking back:

Now I probably understand the purpose of my brother sending me into this battlefield... to open the barrier! Joan of Arc, I order you as the master, you must protect these lives before the battle is over...

Like you protect me.

Behind the witch, a warm light flashed in the big blue eyes of the Holy Maiden Heroic Spirit, and a smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, which was always serious, but it was fleeting.

In the already dimmed halo, Joan turned her head. She held up the holy white battle flag in her hand, and while waving her wrist, the elegant white long sword at her waist was pulled out of the black scabbard.

Between the sound of sharp blades, the white battle flag fluttered in the wind.

Joan raised her head and looked directly at the purple evil sky, against the arc of the moon.

The saint waved her long sword, and her solemn voice declared hope. At this moment, the white halo that shot up into the sky echoed in the dark mountains.

le mal, reculez! (Evil recedes!)

mon seigneur est là! (My Lord is here!)

boom

The already weak white streamer erupted like a volcano, and the enchantment of inherent order shone like stars, turning into a substantial shield and standing in the dark mountains.

Let the power of chaos rush wildly, and the heavy shield that protects hope will never retreat!

This power...

Strange stared dumbfounded at the protection that Joan of Arc had propped up with his own strength, and he turned his head to look at the witch Hermione, who was stroking the little girl's hair and wearing a long sword on her waist.

Shazam next to the wild mage was even more outspoken, he yelled and said:

You... you're actually the strongest of all the contestants, right?

It's hard to say.

Hermione tousled her hair, winked at Strange and Shazam, and said:

Your Excellency Doom can easily kill me, but there are three holy spirits like Joan of Arc beside me... So, as long as Doom doesn't grab the body, what you say...

It's not wrong.

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wake...

Must wake her up...

At the junction of the beach and the mountains, Dum struggled to fly in the purple halo.

He didn't have a heroic spirit dedicated to guarding him to help him share the pressure. He acted completely against the will of the great evil spirits with powerful magic power and a will as firm as steel.

Dum didn't take the time to think about how to deal with those evil spirits, he was flying towards the out-of-control Wanda.

The Scarlet Witch must be awakened to prevent her from continuing to widen the door to the outside world.

That energy cube may be able to severely damage the evil spirits in this world, but if a few more big evil spirits come in, there is no need to fight this battle, just admit defeat.

Wanda's own chaos magic can make her survive in the chaotic world, but others can't at all.

That is to say, once the great evil spirits enter the world in groups, the battle will be decided, and Wanda will be the final winner, but such a victory will inevitably be cast aside by everyone.

It is estimated that even the Scarlet Witch herself does not want to win in this way.

then!

Just as Dum was struggling to fly in the direction of Wanda, a golden portal opened beside him.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Modu who was like a pig's head threw the spiritual scepter in his hand to Dum, and he looked at Dom with a complicated look.

He gritted his teeth and said:

You help me once, and I'll pay you back! The inheritance of the Holy Land is not weak, you can't slander it anymore!

We're done, now...go stop her!

After finishing speaking, Modu turned around and jumped into the closed portal.

The current situation is very bad, but it is not unbearable for the inheritance of Kama Taj. Only a single dimensional mirror image is needed, and Modu can avoid the invasion of Chaos Will.

But once the great evil spirit really enters this world, causing the concentration of chaos to rise enough to kill people, then the dimensional mirror will not be able to protect him.

By helping Doom, he was helping himself.

Doom didn't refuse the help, he buckled the spiritual scepter and injected magic power into it.

Golden streamers flickered on his body surface, and the protection of his mind made Doom suddenly relaxed, allowing him to fly faster, like an arc, rushing into the eye of the dark red energy storm.

He saw the Scarlet Witch who was out of control, and Wanda's eyes were full of chaos.

The poor girl could no longer be awakened by conventional means.

Dum glanced at the psychic scepter in his hand, and then at the distorted Wanda. If he had the psychic scepter in his hand, Dum himself would be immune to the impact of chaos, and his strength would definitely expand to one Terrible.

But at the next moment, Doom didn't hesitate at all, his fingers penetrated into the staff, and brutally tore off the crystal that wrapped the soul gem.

When the five fingers were closed, the outer crystal was crushed, and a golden rough stone was suspended in front of Dum.

boom

In a slap-like slap, Wanda's cheeks were deflected outward, and the thick magic power attached to the slap also made her evil eyes shake a little.

At this moment, under the push of Dum's fingers, the golden infinity stone, like the red dot on the forehead of a beauty...

Doom pressed Wanda on the forehead.

Thus, the golden light was lit up.