Chapter 105 The red light penetrating the dome!
The silver blade was like flying lightning, and the spurting blood bloomed like bloody flowers in the gloomy alley.
In the last moment of his life, Miranda finally understood what the strange fog once said to him——
"That person can be you. 』
『It doesn’t have to be you. 』
On the other side, the roof a hundred meters away, next to the stone chimney.
Luo Yan, who controlled the crow to hover in the mist, witnessed everything that happened in the alley.
The murderer did not escape the fate of death in the end, and the legend of the undead alchemist ended in Miranda's name, becoming the pavement for another legend.
Although it was a pity that the power of faith of the evil god apostle could not be recovered and this windfall was absorbed by Saint Sith who had done nothing, but compared to completing the last move of the terrible ritual, this was considered a happy event for everyone.
"It seems it's over."
Luo Yan's lips curled up into a smile.
Thanks to the efforts behind the scenes of the Demon King, the labyrinth that was not peaceful finally returned to calm.
However, just when he thought that everything had settled, a crimson pillar of blood rose into the sky, pierced through the fog, and penetrated from the gloomy alley to the dome of the fourth floor of the maze!
The gray mist was gradually dyed red, and streaks of black lightning wrapped around crimson blood pillars and wandered freely, like the branches of a dead tree or the cracks tearing open the space.
Luo Yan's face changed slightly.
"What's going on?!"
In the alley.
Mel, who finally got his wish to kill Miranda, laughed loudly. The voice was full of indescribable madness, and also carried the release and joy of gradually understanding everything.
"Hahahaha... So that's it..."
"So... it's me."
Crazy.
Confusion.
And methodical.
That was not a bluff monologue, but he really saw the truth hidden in the chaos through the fog.
This world is made up of conspiracies.
All seemingly unrelated details can actually be connected together.
Everyone is a chess piece.
Including himself.
The invisible hand controls everything...and this hand is the ever-changing Novel, and it is also the omnipotent Saint Sith.
At first, the lips that were constantly opening and closing were just repeating crazy words without a tune, but it didn't take long for the nagging murmur to turn into obscure poetry -
Or a spell.
…"Death blooms flowers that never fade in the grave, and the seeds of truth sprout forever in the land of doubt."
"The owl hangs upside down under the withered tree branch, the bat stands on the cross in the daytime, the sunken lighthouse sails in the storm at night, and the explorer under the reef remains motionless."
"What you think is true, what you see is false..."
He wrote a poem about the conspiracy about death as a sacrifice to the god who controls everything. The poem itself came from the whispers in his ears.
He could no longer tell whose whisper it was.
Perhaps Nowell.
Or maybe it’s himself.
The crow hovering in the sky landed on the eaves, overlooking the bloody alley.
Through those pitch-black eyes, Luo Yan saw souls being released from Knight Commander Mel's mouth, nose and pupils, blending into the crimson beam of light.
Luo Yan's expression was slightly stunned.
How can there be so many souls in one person? !
Not——
Can this thing still exist? !
At least according to the knowledge Luo Yan possesses, that is not something that extraordinary power can easily accomplish. Even gods can only control the souls of believers.
At this moment, Luo Yan suddenly realized a possibility -
This guy is not just arresting people randomly.
Even the murderer himself? !
The legendary Miranda never existed from the beginning, and the one who died here was just the Nth poor worm.
The soul extracted from Knight Commander Mel proved his suspicion.
There were only twelve souls flying into the sky as sacrifices, not the twenty-seven victims in the rumors... and this even included Miranda who had just died.
As for the twenty-seven victims, they may have died in accidents, or they may have been murdered by others, but in the end they were all blamed on Miranda.
The twelve dead, including Miranda, are the real victims.
"This madman..."
Even in hell, there is no such thing.
Luo Yan was unable to interfere with the eleven souls that had already flown into the air. These people had been dead for too long and had long lost their bodies.
But——
Here is another new one.
"Wake up, my servant!"
There is no time to hesitate.
Luo Yan, who pulled out his wand, pointed it decisively at the alley, and a ray of emerald green light hit Miranda's body impartially.
The seductive green flames quickly swept through the entire corpse like a ghost!
At the same time that the raging flames devoured her flesh and blood, Miranda's soul that had already flown into the air was forcefully pulled back to its mutilated corpse.
Returning to the place of refuge is the first priority of the soul's code of conduct.
This has nothing to do with strength, but one of the rules of this world!
"...You will become an unruly ghost! Nothing can restrain you anymore!"
In just a few breaths, Miranda's body turned into powder and dispersed, and was carried into the air by the wind passing through the alley.
The floating ashes did not disappear in the wind, but gradually revealed a gauze-like outline in the thick white mist.
It is different from the general summoning of the dead.
Although ghosts are fragile, they are immune to most physical damage and can retain the mental power and memories of the deceased to the greatest extent possible.
However, not all corpses can be transformed into ghosts. The deceased must have had good spiritual power during his lifetime.
Miranda, who was floating in the air, suddenly opened her eyes.
When he realized that he had become a ghost, he was first shocked, then fearful...but soon his eyes regained consciousness.
Becoming a ghost is not the worst outcome.
Become a part of the chaos!
As a spellcaster, he knew very well how to drive his spirit, and he immediately used all his strength to drift away from the town away from the crimson beam of light.
The sacrifice was snatched away, and the crimson light beam that stretched straight into the sky was obviously affected by a big impact, as if one of the twelve pillars supporting a certain passage was cut off. The light beam, together with the black lightning floating nearby, shook for a while before it stabilized its position.
The power of the ritual has been weakened!
Looking at the sacrifice that was suddenly snatched away, Knight Commander Mel was also slightly stunned, obviously not expecting it.
With no time to chase the ashes flying in the wind, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the green light.
It is a kind of turbid and sharp pupil.
Luo Yan felt that it was not just Mel who was looking at him at this moment, but also the indescribable being standing behind him.
“It’s you...”
That chattering mouth suddenly let out a gloomy laugh, like a hawk that had spotted its prey.
At this moment, the disguise potion Luo Yan took had gradually expired, and the face that appeared in front of Mel was the same face he had seen before.
He later made a special trip to the church in Silverpine Town, but it turned out that this guy was not there.
His biggest regret was not being able to lock this guy into the interrogation room and torture him carefully.
However, it seems that it is too late now.
hurriedly! 』
Whispers floated into his ears, and the face that longed for truth burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm.
Hands clenched on the sword, Mel's legs were slightly bent, preparing to leap into the air.
However, at this moment, a majestic voice came over his head.
"Who allowed you to look at me with those dirty eyes——"
"Kneel down!" (Dragon language)
The dull notes are like the low tolling of an ancient bell.
Mel was caught off guard by the spell, and her knees bent due to the accumulation of force hit the ground heavily.
The stone slabs paved in the alley were cracked by the impact of his knee pads, and the accumulated strength was also drained away.
Mel stared blankly at his legs, and then his gloomy face lit up with uncontrollable anger.
That is the anger of being fooled.
"Ah——!"
Roaring, Mel exerted force on his legs, trying to break free from the shackles of the spell. However, before he could lift his knees, a whistling bone spear came towards him.
The whistling spearhead was like a cannonball fired from a city tower, and this was only the first round of the Necromancer's attack.
Meier raised his head again, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Beside the necromancer, horrifying skeletons were constantly emerging from the cotton-white mist, like lancers ready to go!
"It seems you still haven't learned your lesson."
Luo Yan stared at those turbid and crazy pupils, waving the wand in his hand gently.
This is not over yet!
Luo Yan's spellcasting did not stop, bone spears kept appearing beside him, and then blasted forward like cannonballs, launching a saturation strike towards the coordinates of Knight Commander Mel!
Facing the indiscriminate spells, Mel could only hold on, like a candle in the wind.
He tried to switch from offense to defense, but at some point a skeleton stretched out from the ground and grabbed his ankle, making it difficult for him to move even further as he was stuck in the narrow terrain.
Just when he was about to be overwhelmed, a red light suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped Mel's head.
At almost the same time, Luo Yan, who was standing on the roof, felt alarm in his heart as he watched the red light falling on the dusty alley.
"Be careful, Lord Demon King!!"
Hunting came Yuyou's urgent voice.
There is no need for Youyou to remind him, Luo Yan has already changed the trajectory of the wand.
「Atmospheric barrier!!」
Cyan light is released from the tip of the staff!
The violent air flow rushed in front of him, solidifying into an invisible wall in front of him!
Almost at the same time, a blood-red sword wind penetrated the dust that filled the alley and struck hard at the barrier made of air in front of Luo Yan!
The blood-colored sharp blade seeped into the invisible air wall, and did not stop until it penetrated half an arm's width!
The huge impact set off a violent air current, shaking the roof under Luo Yan's feet.
The power of this sword could not help but put a solemn expression on Luo Yan's face.
Is this guy on drugs? !
Soon, as the dust that filled the alley dispersed, a half-human figure came into Luo Yan's eyes.
Looking at Knight Commander Mel who had grown a fourth hand, Luo Yan was more sure of his suspicion——
This was no longer an ordinary human being.
But some kind of combination with chaos.
"Yuyou, set a flag at the entrance to the fourth floor of the maze and call all the players who can come..."
While giving the order to Youyou, Luo Yan silently recited a spell and injected the power of wind into the soles of his shoes.
Mel had a cruel smile on his face and stretched out his arms, seemingly showing off the power he had just gained from chaos.
However, just when he was about to give the necromancer in front of him a look, the man who made him embarrassed suddenly disappeared into the mist.
Looking at the empty roof, Mel was slightly startled.
This guy—
He actually ran away? !
(End of this chapter)