Lord of Enigma - Chapter 839

[Chapter 823 Every world is bad]

Martin Sims shows up at this last moment, and it looks like his main purpose is to humiliate Walter Cranston.

This is not quite in line with the imagination of the “Holy Confessor” in the minds of the federal people, but it seems normal to Tang Qi. Tang Qi has always believed that the Holy Confessor is the worst character among the twelve saints, despite his reputation. The broadest and indeed the most powerful saint.

Like being careful to take revenge on his own disciple, Tang Qi believes that whether it is the real Martin Sims or the old man in the new node at this moment, he can definitely do it.

However, as the master, Tang Qi could immediately understand the thoughts of the Inner Saint Confessor at that point without guessing.

There is no doubt that this vile and irritable old man belongs to the order camp.

Like Amanda, Tyron and other kind fantasy creatures, it has the core of kindness and justice.

It seems like a poisonous tongue, but he is giving “Walter Cranston” a new chance.

The normal first trial, Walter has already ended in failure. He completely failed Martin, the Code of Thorns, and the screaming dream seed, and even more disappointed Frida, who was always waiting. Hersey.

Insights into these, there is the Bakerfast chair.

“Fake”, who was still in the image of a sad frog, filled with tears in the big bags under his eyes, and cried out with a wow: “Woooooo… It’s so touching, this old man reminds me of my old master.”

“That’s also a vile, shameless old man who likes voyeurism, tongue-in-cheek, mischief, but Fake knows he’s a good guy.”

Tang Qi, who was thinking about it, ignored Fake’s cry, and he didn’t even look at Martin and Walter, the mummified teacher and disciple.

Tang Qi’s eyes still fell inside the “City of Justice”.

In the city that should be full of justice and order, the picture in Tang Qi’s eyes seems to be infected with the plague, full of chaos and evil atmosphere, accompanied by the breeding of black shadows, this new node is Contaminated, it degenerates faster than imagined.

“Although the power of chaotic divinity is only a faint trace, the influence it radiates far exceeds other divinities.”

“Order and chaos, like two sides of a piece of bread, cannot be separated from each other.”

Thoughts flickered, Tang Qi’s eyes became brighter and brighter, and he had an idea to do an experiment.

At this time, he is the “Dream Master”, and when an idea is born, it immediately manifests in the kingdom.

Martin Sims, who was flogging Walter for delaying time, froze for a while, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which quickly disappeared, and a weather-beaten face like a mummified corpse showed a look of cold disgust.

He looked at Walter Cranston, who was about to lose his dream seed, and said in a calm tone:

“Walter, you now have a chance to choose.”

“Give up the trial and acquiesce to your failure, but the favors given to you by the ‘Dream Master’ will not be taken back. You can leave this country with your lover and return to the origin star without any harm.”

“Or, keep trying, but you’ll face another situation where your pain will be reawakened and you’ll experience loss again… Trust me, it’s not going to be a good feeling, it’s going to be very painful.”

With Martin Sims’ commentary, different changes appeared in front of Walter Cranston.

The first to appear was Frida Hussey.

She originally watched the trial with Amanda and others in the Forest of the Blind, but the next second she was teleported to Walter’s left.

“Frida!”

“Walter!”

Almost immediately, the lovers were about to pounce on each other and embrace each other.

But unfortunately, both of them are temporarily unable to move.

Frieda was confined to where she was, and she was just one of the options.

Another option, manifested at the feet of the three.

An extremely incredible scene happened. The City of Justice, which successfully overthrew the tyrant’s rule, suddenly began to evolve. It evolved from a primitive city-state into a modern metropolis within a second, but a city that everyone felt extremely familiar with.

Black Fire City!

On the barbaric and gray Dark Age New Continent, a modern city has sprung up.

The perspective wandered, and finally it was fixed on the roof of a red brick building in the urban civilian area, on the ground next to the rusted water tower, which made people see the heart twitching and the picture of rage.

That picture is a murder case.

The victim was an elderly couple, and the perpetrator was a young man in a bright purple suit and a ghost mask.

He held a blood-stained crowbar in his hand and struck the old man on the head.

But it did not continue, as if the pause button was pressed, frozen in the scene of blood splashing, the twisted limbs of evil spirits in the world, the piercing repeated laughter, the painful facial features of the old man, the rain curtain like black silk threads, the cold and frozen moon Hua, like an “immortal famous painting”, presents all the details.

reality?

No, it’s not just the truth that can be described. If it falls into the eyes of anyone, they will only think that it is reality.

The experimental tower, the book of nothingness, which was turning pages, stopped, facing Tang Qi’s page, which was the freshly released picture of the black fire market.

It is the creator Tang Qi who shapes all this.

According to memory, it is not difficult to reproduce the past. The most difficult thing here is the newly born fantasy creature “Evil Ghost on Earth”.

He was created by Tang Qi’s thought, and this process was equivalent to Tang Qi’s attempt to steal a complete source of chaotic divinity.

Can be weak, but must be complete.

Now, he has succeeded.

In the realm of the gods of the Dreamland, a new source “chaos” has been officially added.

“This evil ghost on earth is not as powerful as the evil ghost in the real world. The chaotic divinity in the former is only one-tenth of that of the latter… But it is enough. The source of this chaos comes from the real evil ghost in the world. His entanglement with Walter Cranston allowed chaos to be captured in Dreamland.”

“Because of the wonderful reaction generated by the collision between Walter and the new node, it is extremely weak. The source of chaos that should have disappeared quickly and escaped has grown stronger, and it has completely integrated into the country and can be controlled and used by me.”

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As Donkey pondered, Walter Cranston, who was faced with a choice, was in pain again.

He looked at the frozen scene below extremely fiercely, and every time he held ***, it could bring him great pain.

Martin Sims’ voice is still ringing:

“If you choose to continue, your new trial ground is the Black Fire Market below. You will experience the past again, witnessing your parents being brutally murdered, and then you will have sisters, uncles, lovers, friends…etc. All the people you love and the people who love you, and you can’t change the outcome.”

“The moment when you regain control of yourself will be the moment you lose your first love girlfriend.”

“In addition, the evil spirit in the world will destroy the black fire market, you must stop him, but you can’t have the kind of power that used to be the ‘god of the earth’, you will fight with him at the current level, and you don’t need my warning. You should know, you will definitely not be his opponent.”

“So, choose the first one and leave with Frida. It’s already the greatest luck for you, isn’t it?”

Every word of the Holy Confessor shook the heart of Walter Cranston.

As Martin said, giving up the trial is the best option.

The extremely real “Black Fire Market” below, that extremely cruel scene, was extremely terrifying for Walter Cranston.

He didn’t know if he would go crazy if he experienced it again, especially when his parents were tortured and killed was just the beginning.

So, choose to give up, at least you can leave with Frida.

Even the onlookers, Stan, Amanda, and others, had the same idea.

Frida originally wanted to speak, but she was only an option, no matter the voice or anything else was blocked.

“Uuuuuu…”

In the air, at the feet of the Holy Confessor, a mournful whimper suddenly came.

It’s Walter!

This frail, mummified Son of Justice was kneeling on the ground, crying. A mixture of extreme sadness and anger poured out of Walter Cranston’s body. He was essentially a superhuman of the orderly good camp, and the choices he was going through made him extremely painful.

The forger, Don Qi, and his mentor, Martin Sims, did not move.

Just looking at Walter, waiting for his choice.

The Bakerfast chair, sighing endlessly.

“Fake, it’s so uncomfortable, it’s so cruel.”

“The new master is much more terrifying than the old master, and experiencing that painful life once again is enough to make existences such as the ‘Angel of Holy Light’ and the ‘believer of the Goddess of Justice’ shift their camps, and it is easy to fall into darkness. More directly into madness and self-destruction.”

“Next master, change your family, this guy is too pitiful.”

Just when Fake sighed and chattered, suddenly the crying stopped.

With tears and snot on his face, Walter Cranston slowly got up, his eyes still fixed on the extremely cruel and painful picture below for him, only the breath of sadness and anger continued to rise, it was just his mind. It was no longer the evil spirit’s grinning laughter, but a weak, but always resounding warning.

From his human father, Cranston Sr.

Gradually, the self-doubt and despair in Walter Cranston began to disappear.

An aura of restraint and firmness permeated from his body.

Walter didn’t immediately say his choice, but murmured and asked: “Teacher, is there only Origin Star, and only the world where humans are so chaotic and cruel, or is it the same for every world?”

This question came out, and it was rare that Martin Sims did not give him another thorn, nor did he insult him with vicious language.

The Holy Confessor thought for a second calmly, and then spit out a sentence that should not have come from his followers, the Saint, the Lord of Thorns.

“Order is temporary, chaos is eternal.”

“So yes, you are right, every world is so chaotic and cruel, do you still have to stick to your beliefs?”

Martin’s voice fell, and Walter fell silent.

The color of pain and anger did not subside, but became more obvious, but the answer he spat out in the next second was extremely calm and firm.

“Of course, I’m Walter Cranston, and I choose to continue.”

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