Lord of Enigma - Chapter 580

[Chapter 573 Elf Princess]

The audience gathered at the foot of the mountain, each of them is a powerful “extraordinary person” in the real world, but at this time they can only open their eyes wide, watching the axe shadow that suddenly appeared and disappeared, and killed two people in that instant. A shadow of a “legendary” existence.

The source, in front of the smooth, huge black stone, a middle-aged man wearing an old-time tuxedo, a bow tie, and pale skin, he ignored all the extraordinary people in the field, first nodded to “Ludwig”, and then looked at The three “undead fathers” showed a gentle smile.

Then, his figure began to slowly dissipate.

In the void on this black mountain, his motto seems to be echoing:

“Justice, never absent?”

“Is that the old man?”

Not far from Tang Qi’s side, the female superhuman who gave birth to an “evil infant” because of the pollution, didn’t even have time to swallow the healing secret medicine, she watched the shadow disperse in disbelief, and murmured.

The rest of the Eagle’s Nest members, including the two senior deacons, nodded in affirmation.

At this moment, a name appeared in the minds of the extraordinary people.

“Holy Axe!”

“His Excellency Justice Lincoln!”

Among the Twelve Saints, the most powerful candidates are Saint Confessor Martin Sims. But when it comes to fame and prestige among the people, the strong contenders are those who joined the ranks of the “Saints” at the latest, and the most recognized of them is the Holy Axe Justice Lincoln.

Although his “death” is full of suspense, his funeral was witnessed by the people of the whole Federation.

Now, back from the dead?

“To be precise, it is the power of projection left by that Excellency in advance. Everyone knows that he and the Holy Penitent Lord Sims are excellent friends. If all this is arranged by Your Excellency Sims, maybe we Not only will I see His Excellency the Holy Axe, but also others…”

“saint!”

Just after the senior deacon wearing the monkey mask finished speaking, the deacon in the crow mask said.

At the same moment, other viewers reacted in the same way.

Obviously, they all realized that the “Holy Confessor” might have expected these things in front of him, so the Holy One also arranged for a follow-up to clear obstacles for his own disciple, “Ludwig”.

On the mysterious side, anyone with a little knowledge of common sense knows that Martin Sims’ popularity is extremely terrifying.

Most of the Twelve Saints are his friends, and even if they have no friendship with Sims, a few respect the Lord of the Penitent who pursues the “practice by example”.

The saints are at least ‘half-god-level’ beings, and seeing them make a move, even if it’s just a projection, is enough to make people excited.

Of course, most of the order camps think so, but the chaos and evil camps look ugly at this time.

At this time, while the audience was sluggish and the legends stopped at the same moment, the second rotten head appeared again. He got out of Ludwig’s shoulder, rolled his flesh, and moved behind the ascetic monk. Right on the legends.

He let out a harsh sneer, and an annoying taunt.

“I have been reminded long ago that stupid Luther is the heir chosen by Sims. Not only can you dogs not hurt him, but you can’t get past him and snatch that thorn suit.”

“Aren’t you very angry, the crown of thorns and the clothes of thorns are real, powerful and strange objects with divinity, even if an ordinary person wears them, they can suddenly become a ‘Saint’ level powerhouse, Even my old man was moved.”

“God costume is right in front of you, you can only see it and can’t take it. The only guy who can take it is like a snail crawling now, and the more you look at it, the more angry you are.”

This chattering “talkative” mockery finally seemed to have some effect.

Tang Qi could also feel it from a long distance, and there were some fluctuations in the breath of the legends.

Of these, the most violent came from three organizations.

Ancient Mystery Library!

Mam Sanatorium!

Church of Light!

The first two, because of the projection of the Holy Axe, directly hacked to death one of their legends.

That’s all, the Mam Sanatorium. This is a real, evil organization that gathers lunatic and mentally ill people.

It is the “Ancient Mystery Library”, which has always advertised the neutral camp of order. Now it is recognized by the “Saint” to hack to death a legendary agent, and after the death of Crystal, it is the turn of a legendary agent wearing a bone mask. With a very cold, strong killing intent.

As for the last Church of Light, it is easier to understand that even in a church with “fantastic objects” everywhere, the thorn suit is an absolute top-level wonder.

It was supposed to be one of the treasures at the bottom of the church’s chest, but now it is going to fall into the hands of a nobody.

For a time, the entire black mountain fell into a strange atmosphere.

In the area at the foot of the mountain, the audience watched with bated breath, while the legends stopped their hands in tacit understanding, and their eyes crossed “Ludwig” again, staring at the huge, towering “Black Stone Steps” ahead.

Thoughts, very consistent.

Who will be the next “Saint”?

The only one who doesn’t care is Ludwig.

He was still like a mummified corpse, swaying, and his body exuded an air of piety and asceticism. ‘ walked to the seat.

In the eyes of everyone, it seems that they can see that a flame of life is burning under the “Pura force field” that suppresses everything.

“Which organization will be the next to do it?”

In the bottom of Tang Qi’s heart, this thought was extremely certain.

He stared at the legendary figure shrouded in “paint” and “dark light”, and they followed closely behind Ludwig.

“The reputation of the Twelve Saints, it is not difficult to scare off ordinary extraordinary people or mysterious forces, but at this moment, it is the head of decay, the Council of Eternal Life, the mysterious freak show and these organizations, even the real saints. Resurrection, they dare to shoot, not to mention just projection?”

When his thoughts flickered, Tang Qi blinked.

Above, Ludwig, who was climbing, slipped his hands, and the whole person fell straight from a height to the bottom of the steps.

At this moment, around him, the blue starlight formed a small universe, wrapped in Ludwig, falling continuously, but there was no end at all, the incomparably pleasant wind chimes, fluttering feathers, sounded directly in the depths of the soul. At the same time, the “murmur” swept this black giant mountain.

The audience bowed their heads one after another and entered a deep, incomparably peaceful “sleep”.

“It is being corroded by the Dream God…”

When Tang Qi’s mind exploded, he woke up early.

At almost the same moment, the legends also woke up.

Time lasts… half a second?

No, even shorter.

If there is no “intervention”, this time is enough for a legendary “dream master” to take Ludwig away.

Walking out of the storm, wearing a blue robe that mopped the floor, a kind and gentle face, an old man with sparse white hair, he wore a special hat covered with bright and colorful feathers, as if in this world All the feathers of life appear on it.

Wherever he passed, the starlight paved the ground and the wind chimes rang.

When a gentle breeze blew past, the old man and Ludwig turned into blue starlight at the same time, twinkling, about to leave the “Pura force field” and enter the dream palace that appeared outside the mountain.

But at this moment, on the huge steps that made Ludwig fall, another phantom appeared in the black stone as smooth as a mirror.

This is a lady!

She wears a long snow-white dress and a crown that seems to be condensed by ice and snow. Her long hair is scattered down to her ankles. She has elf-like features. She is glowing, holy and natural, so that all evil Shameful light.

In the field, no one could look at her.

When her phantom slowly walked out, everything on this black mountain was frozen.

She looked at the “Dream God’s Palace”, and the ancient and mysterious language spit out from her mouth. In an instant, everyone’s hearts felt a soft and peaceful light shining down.

“The power of dreams should not fall into the hands of evil.”

With the sound of the Elvish language, the light that illuminated everything broke out completely.

No wailing, no screaming.

In the frozen world, another light wind blew, and there was the sound of running water, the chirping of birds, the whispering of trees, and the singing of elves… When everything returned to normal, everyone could no longer see the colorful grid wrapped around it. dream palace.

The “kind” legendary dream maker, he is like a baby, curled up in the void at the moment, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he seems to be dreaming a beautiful dream, accompanied by a slight snoring, the old man’s body turns white Spots of light, dissipated in the breeze.

Not far away, on the icy black stone, Ludwig slowly woke up.

He, who was originally like a “corpse”, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment. His flesh became full and ruddy, his movements became light, and the dead silence and devastation were replaced by agile vitality.

The only thing that hasn’t changed is his immersion.

After subconsciously stretching, he continued to climb the huge steps.

On his shoulder, a bright red “sarcoma” expanded silently.

With a puff, the second rotten head drilled out of it again.

He seemed to smell a very unpleasant smell, squinting his rotten eyes slightly, and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear:

“I knew that the gossip from those guys in the Eternal Council was not wrong. Frita, the heavy-mouthed little bitch… Sure enough, he had an affair with the old man Sims, no wonder he looked down on the most handsome William Sid. , it’s really disgusting and sour smell.”

As soon as this foul language with extremely rich information came out, the same memory information churned in everyone’s mind.

The figure that was so holy that no one could look at it, gradually overlapped with a “sage” in historical legends.

“In the Age of Darkness, he has rescued countless civilians, and the saint who signed a peace contract with humans on behalf of the elves.”

“One of the Twelve Saints, the great and holy Elf Princess ‘Frita’.”