Chapter 241 Chaotic fights

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Medic raised his leg and wanted to kick it.

After thinking for two seconds, He put his feet down and knocked on the door with his hands twice.

"Come in." said the person inside.

Medic pushed the door open and walked quickly to the only desk in the big office: "Master, the matter is done."

The real Creator temporarily stopped what he was thinking and asked, "Laxa is hidden enough?"

Medic nodded: "I have inspected it. The island is very hidden, there is no on the map, and I have also covered the corresponding area in the spiritual world. Moreover, the island itself is completely a piece of wasteland, without any precious resources or signs of life, you can use it with peace of mind."

"good."

Medic asked again: "After you are promoted to an angel, you should be able to remotely control the East Continent, right?"

"It is far from enough to say Sequence Two, but after becoming Sequence Two, my connection with the crazy entity of the abandoned land of God will be further strengthened. I have gained part of my authority and gradually replaced Him, and His madness will naturally gradually transfer to me." The real Creator said, "Most of the murmurs that have been curbed will gradually recover, but I will not repeat the same mistake."

"The promotion of Sequence 2 is natural, and the real difficulty is Sequence 1, and the God of God..."

The Red Angel comforted:

"Don't be nervous, this time I didn't have the 'Red Rose' to box with you. It would be a bit unreasonable if I am crazy, right?"

The real Creator felt comforted:

"If I go crazy again, you may not be able to live now."

Medic smiled slightly indifferently. The Lord was afraid that the Lord would not know that in terms of death and lying on the corpse, it is estimated that only the "God of Death" Salinger, or his son who was not as good as his life, could be more experienced than Him. Therefore, He believed that His Lord did not have to worry about the small problem of His death again (did you forget that I was not alive yet? The bodies I use now were made by craftsmen!), and even felt that he could directly and considerately dispel the other party's uneasiness. "You still want to kill me in this sequence two evil spirit?" Of course, the Red Angel Medic has always been a kind and understanding person, and he spoke with kindness:

"You're right."

The real creator was a little surprised. When did Medic learn to stop meeting him?

But He didn't take this sentence to heart, opened the drawer, and took out a small bottle.

There is some silver liquid in the size of a knuckle-sized glass bottle for adults. Just after a glance, a complex and profound circle of rings that contain endless mystery immediately emerge in their minds. The rings sometimes unfold and turn, and the head and tail are connected to a giant silver-white snake.

"Oh! This is-"

Medic immediately recognized the owner of the blood and said in a slightly upturned tone: "Is the snake born?"

Even for immortal mythical creatures, two thousand years are long enough and boring enough.

Although the natural mythical creatures are considered to have no human nature, they undoubtedly have the life instinct of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. Although Medici will not feel lonely because he cannot see the real Creator and others, he will be happy because he meets again after many years.

“Uloris has been born.”

The real creator put a small bottle of umbilical cord blood in the "Mercury Snake" on the table and spoke to Medic:

"There are three drops of blood in it, Medici, I'll give them all to you."

"What are you doing for me?"

"At the moment I become an angel, I will take over part of the authority of the entity, and the whisper of the entity will be immediately conveyed to my ears." The real Creator had prepared to express his thoughts, "Crazy should be common to me, but now I have enjoyed the extravagant reason that has been too long, and it is difficult to resist the whisper of the true God."

"So, I need you to guard me, find the right time to use 'good luck' and 'reboot' to get me out of madness and get back to balance."

Medic pressed the hand on the table, paused in the air for two seconds, grabbed the bottle, and smiled teasingly:

"What a pity, it would be great if it could be made into a talisman."

Since making talismans requires the power of the higher ones, the higher the person, the better. However, the spirituality obtained by praying to the "real creator" is undoubtedly also a polluted spirituality with crazy whispers. It is used by the Lord who is unstable in the mental state during the promotion process, which is deliberate murder.

"I think that there is no redemption of roses, it is actually hard to say."

The real Creator shook his head: "The Church of Storm has repeatedly searched and seized members of the Aurora Society on the coast of Rothel Islands and Beckland, because the last time the God-Emporter D and Fsac spies, the church had increased its search efforts."

Medic thoughtfully: "I remember when I got out of trouble, I saw the base of the Aurora Society explode. You mean that the night and the storm may have noticed your existence and began to doubt your relationship with you?"

"Ha, the weak are always coming out in groups, trying to bring some courage with the number of people... But if they have really been noticed by those traitors, then you shouldn't just give me three drops of blood, you should bring the big snake!"

"This is just a guess."

The real Creator said: "I used some means to make the night and the storm temporarily think that I am a special container of descent. I have arranged a part of the people to perform pretending descent rituals, and act simultaneously on the day of my promotion."

"Sequence 2 is going to be like this, and it's hard for me to imagine how you want to pass Sequence 1."

"After passing this difficulty, it will be much easier. After becoming an angel, I can also try to reshape your body." The real creator said, "The reason why it is so troublesome is just because I don't want another 'God abandoned land' to appear in the outside world."

Medic had put the small bottle in his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself: "Then I wish you all the best."

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With Renette Tinikol's appearance, the battle situation has shown a trend of reversal.

The sneak attacker was pulled out from the dark by a powerful messenger. He was a brown-black old man with sparse white hair and deep wrinkles. His facial features were very distinctive in the Southern Continental. His brown eyes just reflected the appearance of Renette Tinicol, and his brows couldn't help but jump, and then opened his mouth without hesitation, as if he wanted to give the other party the ultimate curse brewed in the long silence.

One of the heads in Renette Tinicol's hand also opened his mouth and let out a silent scream, so nothing happened.

If he failed to get a blow, Jacks, who knew that he would definitely not be able to beat the "Highland King Girl" who still had the power after his death, immediately turned his head and looked at Klein. As long as he killed the relatively weak Klein, Renette Tinicol would lose the medium and leave the material world, and his mission would be completed!

However, in the face of higher sequences of the same path, he had no advantage, and the possession of the resentful soul was easily resolved, or even injured.

After falling into a disadvantage, Jacks quickly changed his policy - they came two people, Seniore was already twenty meters around the target, and he just needed to continue to find a way to hold Renette Tinicol and wait for Seniore to kill the other party!

During the gaps between several confrontations, Jacks struggled more and more. He walked into the spiritual world and took out the items he had given in prayer. He was a piece of dead wood that was twisted and weird like his arms. His slender and dry forks seemed like countless fingers, and there were white cloth strips wrapped around the surface.

Without hesitation, he stabbed this strange branch into his chest.

Seeing this, the other two heads that Renette Tinicol were carrying were also removed from her palms and flew towards Jacks at the same time with the previous ones. The speed was so fast that it arrived almost instantly.

But Jacks has begun to change.

His body surface became darker and his skin aged rapidly. It seemed that decades had passed in an instant. His hair, eyebrows, etc. all withered and withered, falling down, and his limbs became thinner and longer, becoming a long and strange shadow.

In just one second, Jacks seemed to be assimilated by a piece of branch, becoming a monster with a skin texture like tree bark!

His facial features, such as his nose, mouth and ears, quickly disappeared, his face became rough and flat, and there was no change in emotions. Only his eyes moved towards the center of his face, as if they were going to gather together, filling in a slit that happened to appear on his forehead, and condensed into a brand new visual organ.

His skin, his arms, and the appearance of his new organs were all indescribable mystery and horror. Klein just took a look and his body, which had just recovered from the cold, was extremely itchy, and red spots made of fine particles were raised on the epidermis.

His eyes were undoubtedly stinging, and he instinctively closed his eyes tightly and squeezed out tears.

When he calmed down with the help of meditation, he opened his eyes again and found that Miss Messenger and the demigod of the Rose School had lost their traces.

However, Klein's spiritual intuition told him that the two were still nearby, fighting fiercely in the spiritual world and sometimes outside. Whether it was the fall of leaves, the shaking of wild grass, the crawling of insects, and the running of wild beasts, they all represented repeated confrontations.

At the same time, Klein quickly noticed that a figure with a hidden breath was getting closer to him through the battle just now, hiding the breath but unable to hide the spiritual thread. He immediately quickly adjusted his state, and the "death knives" were ready to go, and was ready to throw out the "fire" gloves polluted by the real Creator at any time.

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Jacks struggled to maintain the confrontation. Even when he used items, facing the leader of the Temporary Sect who was dead but not stiff, he still felt extremely difficult as the former angel. He could only barely hold on to the other party, hoping that Seniore could solve the goal as soon as possible.

They kept chasing, fighting, manipulating spiritual creatures or cursing each other in the spirit world, but the ending they got was often slightly inferior. Renette Tinicol did not take much effort to offset his attack, and even had enough energy.

During the break of fighting in the spiritual world, Jacks looked at the real world, but was horrified to find Seniore at a disadvantage!

He even had to give Seniore some help when he was alone, preventing the target from helping Renette attack him after the opponent was killed.

But even so, he still watched Seniore's movements become more and more slower and more paused. The final attack was easily resolved by the opponent, and half of his neck was shot by the target, and he fell to the ground without knowing his life or death.

The defeat of "General of Blood" became the last straw that broke Jacks's back. Renette Tinicol, who was pressing step by step, let his heart gradually slide into the abyss. In the face of the threat of death, the punishments of the leader that may be ushered in seemed particularly gentle.

"......... The Son of God of the Rose School, the great 'God' Serah!"

"I beg you to come! I beg you to give the traitor Renette Tinicol a divine punishment!"

Jacks almost roared this sentence with a roaring volume and brought the enemy's name with him. He was sure that the name would make the "God-Infernal" respond to the prayer immediately and notice the situation here.

Compared to Renette, the goal of Sequence Five seems quite unimportant.

After he finished speaking, Renette Tinikol suddenly stopped his attack and stood vigilantly at a safe distance. At the same time, a head flew up and landed on the section of his neck, and his strength was once again enhanced.

In the real world, with Seniore's defeat, the woods became quiet, and the two fierce battles became strangely quiet.

Klein was about to step forward to fix the gun when the sky suddenly faded and an arm poked out!

The arm is ten meters long, covered with an old white cloth tape on the surface, and the exposed fingers are as dry as if they are just a layer of skin against bones. The gaps in the cloth tape are covered with black bulges. They are either skeleton heads, three-dimensional eyes, or sharp tongues. As soon as they appear, the entire forest sways.

All the green leaves withered, all the insects died stiffly, all the wild beasts were either paralyzed on the ground, or bit themselves wildly, and were covered in blood!

Klein's premonition of danger was extremely strong. He closed his eyes suddenly, rushed to the ground ahead, then rolled in, grabbed "Grossel's Travels" and blocked it in front of his face!

The whole forest was withering, as if something was about to destroy everything.

When the arm was about to fully poke out, thick silver-white lightning flashes fell out of thin air, illuminating the entire mountain, and connecting them together in a roar, turning into a cage that only exists in myths and legends, covering the mummy-like arm.

The dark clouds gathered rapidly from the heights, and their eyebrows and mouth grew, as if they were hiding a person's face!

The huge movement just now made Yann Courtman, the "Sea King" in Baiyam City, noticed it. He took action without hesitation and ordered the "Punishers" to activate the corresponding seal.

But the seal did not work. The arm leaned straight downward, and the bandage on the arm seemed to loosen a little in an instant. The terrifying wave of air suddenly exploded around, shattering the cage turned into by lightning.

Rumble...

While the cage was broken, his palm also slapped the ground extremely heavily, withering plants and dead animals. A vacuum zone with only soil suddenly appeared in the woods. Jacks, who had become something like a thin ghost, was shocked from this space, his only eyes were closed, and he fled to the back of his arm in a panic.

Then she appeared Renette Tinikol, who was also forced out of the spiritual world, because this huge arm appeared in the spiritual world at the same time, and it was even more terrifying and even more unseen, forcing her to come to the real world to avoid it for the time being.

Her head flew up, and when the broken mouth at her neck was squirming and connected to the corresponding two sections, her figure suddenly expanded, as if it had turned into a Gothic castle, with patterns, vines, and decorations on the surface, intertwining the mysterious, evil, and inability to look directly.
To be continued...