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Chapter 67 Late Night (Sun, Ten Thousand Moons)

"So you also believe in pain. Those trembling mice are the source of your pain? Let me destroy them and relieve this sad cycle of reincarnation for you!"

Ambrio ignored the two men besieged by dark humans and attacked the fifteen children in the Almshouse.

On the other side, Deakens followed the great hero Moorrona and led a team of heroes to Alex's mansion.

"Report! The mansion is empty."

"Report! I use the power of the same person to perceive, and there is a faint smell of abyss in the mansion."

Moorrona touched the ice crystal short sword hanging from his left waist with his hand, and the cool chill made his anger slightly suppressed.

"When we go back to my mansion, the gods should have gathered. No matter what conspiracy Alex has, as long as we keep until dawn, the power of the shadow will be greatly weakened, and we can calmly destroy their conspiracy!"

Moorrona thought for a while and made a quick decision.

They quickly returned to the Moorona mansion, and after a while, something seemed to have flowed out of the darkness of Alex's mansion.

"I was discovered by that old guy Moore?"

"It doesn't matter. After tonight, the projection of the great Lord of Grey Deckbach will come. This place will be transformed into a projection of the abyss. I will achieve something comparable to Alasong, successfully please the abyss, and become a great demon in total!"

Accompanied by Alex's whisper, countless human figures seemed to be squirming and wailing in the shadows behind him.

"Get everyone together, we will hit Moore's mansion, and he must have gathered people there."

Alex ordered.

"Great leader, although the darkness can strengthen our strength, even with the projection of the Great Demon Lord, our strength is probably inferior to the fortress legion, which is like an egg hitting a stone!"

A hooded priest heard the order and whispered.

"Hehe, what you said makes sense, come here."

The hooded priest smiled when he heard Alex's words. He showed his firmness and wisdom in front of Lord Alex. He must be able to...

Puff!

The power of the shadow passed through his chest, and black blood filled him quickly, swallowing him, unable to resist or question him.

Alex watched the hooded priest's soul twisting, and the darkness behind him spread instantly, swallowing the twisted soul and making a silent wail.

"I want to gather all believers to attack Moore's mansion. Who agrees and who opposes?"

Alex looked at everyone and said in a playful tone.

“Follow your will!”

The hoodies were crawling on the ground, and no one dared to object.

On the side of Ancesta and Arnold, Ambrio was rushing towards the children of the aid house, suddenly stunned, something was squirming in the shadow, emerging, and handing him a letter.

He reached out to get the letter, looked at it, and destroyed it with the power of shadow.

"It's really not a coincidence that I can't relieve the root of the pain for you, but it doesn't matter. We still have a chance to meet next time. At that time, I will help you get rid of the pain completely."

"Then, all the audience, please forgive me for leaving the venue first!"

Ambrio took back his human form, bowed gracefully, and slowly sank into the shadows.

Ancesta and Arnold looked at each other, and with unknown reasons and the rejoice of the disaster, they led the people from the Almshouse to escape quickly.

On the other side, Ambrio gradually emerged, stepping on the rhythm of the shadows, and quickly rushed to Moore's mansion.

A charming fragrance came, and a graceful figure appeared, with a pleasant sound like a bell, and the red lips opened lightly, like a lover's murmur.

"Ambrio, you are really a qualified gray priest now. But wearing a mask of pain, aren't you afraid of being discovered by someone's true identity?"

"Hehe, dear witch, if you don't say it, who can tell?"

Ambrio's twisted mask of pain disappeared, revealing a blank black hole, facing the graceful witch.

"You should hurry up and put the priest's skin on it. Wouldn't you feel rude to a lady like this?"

The witch seemed to be very disgusted, covering her eyes, opening her red lips lightly, and she said in a slight manner, as if the lover's rebuke.

"As far as you wish, Lord Witch."

The dark void under the hood gradually emerged with pale human faces and hooked noses, a little sinister.

"I just remind you not to stand in the center of the stage. The wonderful drama is about to begin, and the supporting actors in the center of the stage will leave first. I will leave first and watch your performance in the audience."

Accompanied by the charming voice, the witch's graceful figure disappeared.

Ambrio, who was bowing, stood up straight, showing a sickly smile under his sinister pale face.

Moore's mansion, heroes of the gods, heroes of the gods and the gods gathered together, and there were nearly a hundred people who were discussing each other anxiously.

"Where is the commander of the legion, Lord Moore? Why haven't you seen him yet?"

"The deputy commander of the corps, Lord Alex, did not come!"

"It must be something big of a deal to call us here overnight."

"On the way I came, I was attacked by the shadows of several gray believers, and it seemed that they had sneaked into the fortress."

"It's very likely that I was attacked too! Damn gray believer."

Just as everyone was talking, Alex walked out of the shadows in a military uniform.

He walked slowly towards everyone, and many nobles of the gods were already saying hello to him loudly, but no one saw his slightly raised mouth and his eyes with a playful smile.

Kentrona winked at the heroes and stepped forward together.

The secret order given to Kent before Moorrona left, once Alex was discovered, he immediately organized several other heroes to capture him and tried to raid him quietly.

The two of them approached with a smile, and as they were about to embrace each other, they each rose up!

The temperature was extremely cold in an instant, and countless ice crystals appeared on the ground, and digital heroes of the Rhone family emerged from the ice crystals.

"Use combination martial arts, Thousand Ice Chains!"

Accompanied by Kentrona's roar, they each condensed their power into ice crystal chains, and rushed towards Alex Rona with extreme cold and sharpness.

Alex's face remained unchanged, and he looked at the hundreds of ice crystal chains that were pounced on him with a contemptuous smile.

"I am also a member of the Rona family. Don't you think you are underestimating me too much?"

Crack!

Crack!

Dozens of ice mirror walls appeared around Alex, blocking the attack of the chains. The dark shadows behind him squirmed, and countless black shadows flew out toward the ice mirror wall, blending into one with the ice crystal wall.

Alex's reflection appeared on each ice mirror. With a strange smile, they actually walked out of the ice mirror and besieged the heroes.

"What is this?" A hero was injured by the ice of the reflection of Alex. A black flame appeared at the wound, burning his body.

"Be careful, these strange reflections are not only the frost power of the ancestor god, but also the evil gray power."
Chapter completed!
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