Whispering Verse

Shade felt the power of the red butterfly, while the weak girls in the ice coffin opened their eyes and were delighted to see their bodies regaining warmth. Shade took them out, and Sister Devlin came over at this moment:

"So, what to do now?"

The nun asked softly. Shade ignored the cat that was making dissatisfied meows and looked at the side wall of the palace hall.

The wall hanging with the tapestry disappeared as if melting, revealing people fighting under the moon outside the Mystery Lock, in the sky at the foot of Mount Sikal.

The church has completely gained the upper hand. The undead beast, which was born from a giant cocoon with a giant human head as its core and countless limbs growing on the outside, is still resisting.

Dots of spiritual light dotted the starry sky at night. At this moment, there were still countless souls running on the broken light path on the top of the mountain, but the path and the water in the starry sky had become blurry. The Pluto Moon is about to disappear again, and the star whales will also end their short journey in the material world and return to the outer space of the star realm:

"It's been a long night."

Shade sighed, and then looked at the dragon's head in the terrifying undead aggregation:

"It's time to end this."

"Yes, but I must remind you that although the giant undead is afraid of the power from the top of the mountain, even in your current mysterious state, you cannot defeat it."

The nun said, Shade naturally knew this:

"Defeating it is a matter for the church and you. I just want to speed up the process. Is it afraid of the power here? Let me attract its attention. Sister, can you let your body return to the battlefield? Find Get the chance to end it."

"no problem."

As she spoke, the nun took a small step back. She was obviously still standing there, but Shade felt inexplicably that she had left:

"Is this a clone here now? That's fine."

Then he softly asked the two girls around him:

"Borrow your strength."

The weak girls nodded, and as the red butterflies flew out of the ice coffin, they dispersed into a flock of butterflies and flew towards Shade. Another ice coffin fell from the sky. Shade held the hand of Miss Fiona Drago, who also turned into a phantom and merged into Shade's body.

The power of the "princesses" is Shade's power. He can not only call them within the mystery lock, but also borrow their power:

"It's time to end this."

Shade temporarily handed over the reluctant cat to the care of the nun's clone, and then walked towards the gap in the completely melted wall until he came to the edge, and then looked up at the brilliant starry sky above his head:

"Actually, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Standing in the mystery, feeling the full power of the red butterfly, he held the [Higgs Dragon Head Stone] in his right hand.

"We are now inside the Mystery Lock, and even though we can see the external realities, we cannot touch them."

Sister Devlin's clone reminded her softly again that this clone ability does not come from the power of the chosen one, but from the thaumaturgy of the eleven-ring warlock.

"I understand, no matter what happens for a while, please"

"You're in town now."

The broken light path turned into real broken light and disappeared under the starry sky. But the silver moon did not disappear. Instead, it gradually moved higher in the starry sky.

It was snowing, and snowflakes fell from the sky. Iluna was surprised when she threw the [Sunshine Gun] again over the city.

She looked up at the stars and wondered why snow fell on the late autumn night.

"Look down there!"

A voice reminded, look below, it is no longer the city of Fort Midhill, it is a quaint old-era town. Iluna can even clearly see the street under the moonlight and the display windows on the side of the street. , black iron street lamp

"This is Shade's"

The two Mysteries of [Little Match Girl] and [Sleeping Princess] were superimposed together, and even the monsters born in the narrow space, as well as three thirteenth-level warlocks and countless high-level warlocks were drawn into the Mystery Locks. . If it weren't for the gifts from those souls, Shade wouldn't be able to do it even if he became a high-level person.

He was standing on the edge of the castle at the moment, and the match girl was standing next to him holding a small basket, looking with him at the snowy city below. Shade closed his mouth and breathed deeply inward.

He straightened his chest and raised his head slightly. Under the snowy starry sky, silver moonlight and bright moonlight shot out uncontrollably from the corners of Shade's mouth, eyes, nose, ears, and even every tiny pore on his face. There was a permeating sound from the chest. With the enhanced power of the Red Dragon Witch, the silver light emitted merged with the red butterfly light around the body. Before it even opened its mouth, the undead beast that was suddenly pulled into the mystery noticed it. Danger is coming.

I was already instinctively frightened because the god had appeared on the top of the mountain. At this time, even though I knew that the blow could not cause decisive damage, I still gave up all confrontation with the surrounding ring magicians and turned to Sikal with his face that had grown countless limbs. The direction of the mountain turned towards the huge castle that appeared on the top of the mountain at an unknown time.

The terrifying giant face opened its mouth, and Hazama's last strength turned into black light that gathered in its mouth.

"Roar!"

Shade and that giant face almost simultaneously made a sound that would have resounded throughout the Rommel Mountains in the real world.

The black light beam and the holy silver light beam entwined with red butterflies penetrated the snowy sky and collided head-on under the moonlit night.

The black light and silver light made the starry sky look dim. If the terrible energy shock had not occurred in the Mystery Lock, the city of Fort Midhill would have become history.

Shade was retreating steadily, the scenery inside the Mystery Lock was fading rapidly, and clear cracks appeared on the walls of the castle. Even if he opened the Mystery Lock, he was no match for this monster.

"good chance!"

The thirteen-ring warlock of the Church of Nature, the middle-aged man with green hair, shouted loudly:

"Don't hold back, this is the final attack!"

The three thirteen-ring warlocks of the Orthodox Church and the principal of St. Byrons simultaneously shouted the words of sublimation:

【Mechanical psychedelic city, create life! 】

[The calm lake echoes the secrets under the moon! 】

[The hero of trickery and murder, slaying demons with his sword! 】

[The Silver Age is gone, I am willing to be the final gatekeeper! 】

Four spiritual lights lit up the sky, and at the same time, the people around them who could attack, whether they were church ring sorcerers, witches, or ring sorcerers from all over the old continent, all used their strongest attacks.

Large areas of the Mystical Landscape peeled off, but correspondingly, the undead aggregation containing the elements of terrifying whispers lost more than one-third of its body almost instantly due to the heavy damage from the church. "The Trace of the Holy Tree" is trying its best to suppress the power of the undead. After losing the huge number of undead in the narrow room, the outcome of this battle has no longer any suspense.

The high-level warlocks suppressed the undead behemoths, and the high-level warlocks in the city and mountains made the ritual matrix of the "Scar of the Holy Tree" appear in the air little by little. At this time, no matter which organization they belong to, the survivors will use their greatest strength to complete the outcome of this battle.

The gorgeous colors in the sky completely illuminated the night sky. Iluna also knew that this was the final moment. She rode the spiritual horse and flew high into the sky, with the dark golden scale behind her rising into the sky.

He switched the [Night Watchman] from his left hand to his right hand and grasped the sword with the palm of his right hand. Even though the palm of his hand was cut and the blood-soaked rune [My heart is clear, my sword kills demons] was unnoticed:

"balance!"

The dark golden light spread, and the seriously injured giant undead was further suppressed.

"Sunshine! Bless me!"

With his right hand holding up the [Night Watcher] dripping with his own blood, and his left hand holding the reins, the spirit horse launched its final charge forward. Iluna jumped up suddenly, left the horse and came under the night sky.

At this moment, Shade's voice sounded in her ears:

"The first wish, the second wish, the third wish, the fourth wish, the chosen one defeats the enemy from the narrow room."

The shadows of matches flashed in Iluna's eyes one after another, and the surging sense of power made the scales behind her, which symbolized the ancient gods, shine even more powerfully.

With her long hair swaying in the air, the seventeen-year-old girl grasped the sword of [Night Watcher] with both hands at the same time, and golden thunder spread from her fingertips to the silver sword. The golden thunder extended towards both ends of the long sword until it broke through the shackles of the long sword.

At the same time, Sister Devlin, who was wearing a black and gray nun's robe, also came to a higher place facing the moonlight. The huge figure in black robe behind her slowly appeared under the moonlight. The huge jet-black scythe, with embers of flames swaying in the cracks on the surface, streaked across the surface of the undead aggregation born in Hazama.

The power of death and the end penetrated the terrifying undead, and because it was attracted by Shade, it didn't even have time to resist.

The sickle passed through, and traces of fragmentation appeared in the space. Amidst the roar of the undead beast, light like the sun lit up above everyone's heads. Looking up, Iluna held up a golden thunder spear that seemed to be taller than Mount Sikal, in the deep starry sky. Then, she shouted out her most powerful wish:

"Sunshine Gun!"

Thunderbolts exploded, and the sunlight gun penetrated the huge undead soul that was penetrated by the death scythe but was still in a stalemate with Shade.

The scope of the mystery suddenly shrank, pushing everyone back to the night sky in the real world. The undead soul pierced by the sunlight gun was forcibly "nailed" under the night sky, and the spear with golden light illuminated the entire sea of ​​​​stars.

The eleven life rings appeared behind the nun. After becoming the chosen one, the "death" spiritual rune became her new core spiritual rune. The rune shone with light, and the nun waved the black sickle transformed from the life ring in her hand, and lightly swiped it in the air. Black cracks appeared under the undead beast, and it was about to be beaten back into the narrow room.

"Beas, seal it!"

Mr. Lacan Matisse of the Church of the Sun shouted and threw one of the ritual symbols hanging on his chest, the Holy Emblem of the Sun, to Iluna. The "Trace of the Holy Tree" was created by the three families of Nature, Sun and Dawn. The church is the core of the magical rituals, of which the natural church is the main one.

At the same time, the remaining ring warlocks in the sky urgently changed their positions, and the brightness of the divine light shining in the city and Sikal Mountain reached its extreme.

Iluna in the air took the Holy Emblem, and then dropped towards the Sunshine Spear until she held the top of the spear with both hands. As she continued to fall, the sunlight gun penetrated the undead and forcibly pushed it into the black crack.

The flickering light on the sun gun also gradually dimmed in the process, until the undead beast completely disappeared in the dark crack, leaving only the [Night Watch] in Iluna's hand.

The magical ritual "Trace of the Holy Tree" ritual matrix lit up throughout the Sikar Mountain area, and Iluna stood out of thin air on the central ritual matrix with the tree emblem under the starry sky.

She remembered what Shade had asked her to do, knelt down on one knee in the air, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and thrust it into the center of the ceremony:

"The mark of the holy tree!"

At that moment, with Iluna's sword as the center, the diffuse green light gradually replaced the golden divine light. Even ordinary people who have not yet fallen asleep in this turbulent night can not only see the bright trace left on the top of Mount Sikal toward the starry sky, but also see an additional trace of green in the sea of ​​​​stars.