It is recognized that people in the world can only see the Styx after death. Of course, there are madmen who pursue the truth trying to record the experience of death. The man used special magic to preserve his consciousness until he had to dissipate. This precious record was kept in the temple, which Ruzius had read by himself.

In that record, the dead come to the shore of the Styx, where they make the last earthly food, usually a porridge and a piece of bread, and then they will wander in the boundless dark wasteland, which flows forever in the middle of the wasteland. The souls will gradually lose their consciousness and memory, and this process is without pain, and in the end, it becomes one of the countless shadows wandering in the wilderness.

Because of the goddess' protection, Ruzius was able to see the Styx in the body of a living person. At this moment, he looked at the rushing nightmare, his eyes flashed slightly, but soon, he focused more attention on Arecio.

"I thought you would wait a little longer," he said.

"No." The silver cross on the neckline of Aresio was flashing, "after destroying the farm and the Southeast branch, he immediately attacked him. Such a high-frequency attack might be just beyond Theo's expectations."

Aresio lowered his eyes. In fact, this was just a reason for the psychopath. The reason why he was rushing to do something was related to himself. The River Styx in his memory had already begun to flow, which should be some kind of omen, or urging.

His subconscious was urging him. Theo, who was too quiet during this period, didn't know what to prepare for. He even ignored the fall of the Southeast branch and the breeding farm, and even released the hunter Yamon, which was obviously at a critical moment. With Arecio's understanding of Theo, he must not wait for the other party to be fully prepared, otherwise the loser might be their party.

"What's more, this time, I'm not so stupid as to fight alone."

In the infinitely extended dream, a large number of military aircraft passed by, and the griffin team protected the surroundings. This was not all. A black crack suddenly appeared on the light rose-colored sky when the sun and the moon were communicating in the dream, and countless soul butterflies swarmed down. They were just pioneers, and the real master was still rushing to come.

Crowvinson flew over and kept pace with the nightmare that Aresio was riding on.

"His Highness Aresio, Hergodoon is about to catch up with the large army, and he also brought several werewolfs who were willing to make meritorious contributions."

"He is different from the big troops." Arecio simply said, "Tong, is there a ruin around?"

The answer to him was not Tong. I also took advantage of the nightmare back and immediately responded when I heard this.

"Yes, the Beizhu City Ruins are currently being used as a scenic spot."

"Let Hergodon go there! The Thorn River and the Golden Gate are probably just a cover. The werewolf tribe is extremely mobile, so they can step on several important places around them."

Crowvinson left, and the werewolf and some military forces who were about to catch up with the large army immediately changed direction. Hergodon ran in the front, and his silver fur shone on the road of the dream. While running, he would also pay attention to his fellow tribes.

"There will be no rest in the middle," he warned, "and after arriving at the destination, there will be a fight."

The werewolf responded with roars and was not afraid. Behind the dream curtain opened by the nightmare, Hergodon's excellent vision had captured the shadow of the distant ancient city.

Beizhu City Ruins - Arrival!

"Cosinia, divide the troops!" He roared, and the smaller werewolf who was originally running beside him also responded with a roar. The werewolf's team began to split, surrounding the ancient city in two strands. The military's reconnaissance aircraft immediately flew out and searched over the ruins.

This place is a precious remains that is not open to tourists. Usually only some professionals provide maintenance. The military should have informed future generations to go to the sky, but there are still figures shaking during the investigation of the reconnaissance planes.

Hergodon was cautious and alert, but this did not affect the werewolf's excellent movement. He captured someone almost immediately and tried to interrogate, but the man smiled mysteriously to him.

Being controlled by insects!

Hergodon immediately retreated, and this move allowed him to successfully avoid the gushing out of the insect eggs. In this situation, the military could not leave the aircraft at all, let alone assist in the attack. Hergodon looked solemn, and he opened the ice and protected the tribe, and sent a message to Arecio.

"Areci, I need to switch with me!"

"I'm rushing over! Can I hold on?"

Hergodon focused on the key points. If they were just defense, they could hide in the military's protective cover and wait for me to come...

Suddenly, something in the ruins attracted Hergodon's attention.

He stared blankly at the sphere that suddenly appeared in the ruins. No, it did not appear suddenly, but slowly rose from the ground, and the huge scale was almost the same as the pupil. This scene was like a black sun rising from the ruins!

"Hergodon?!" Aresio asked in a hurry at the end of the communication, and he had already smelled some unusual smell.

Hergodon opened his mouth, and Binglan's pupils suddenly opened! He quickly threw Cosinia to the side, and a black light swept over their heads, destroying several military aircraft! The "buzzing" tremor was still left in the air. Hergodon felt that his brain seemed to be buzzing, accompanied by a splitting headache. This round of black sun launched a mental attack!

"Get faster..." He spoke slowly, blocked his clan members, staring at the black sphere.

"This thing looks like Hitomi."

Arecio listened to the noise on the communication side, his expression slightly condensed. After confirming that I was about to arrive, he launched the picture that was transmitted back for research. In the picture, a black sphere spreads light beams around, and a large amount of dark power dissipates around, accompanied by spiritual attacks, making it really hard to figure out what the temple is doing.

What is this? Why do you spend your energy to build it? Judging from the concentration of dark power contained in it, the Temple must devote most of the dark power accumulated over the years to it!

"Tong?" Arecio could only ask Tong, and Tong's body was floating on his light screen, flashing slightly.

[There is interference around, and the internal cannot be parsed for the time being.]

"When can I analyze it? What conditions do we need to create for you?" Arecio asked. Not analyzing means unknown. If the pupil with the strongest scanning and analysis ability cannot be analyzed, it will be too difficult for Hergodon and I to do so.

[As long as you fly, there will be nothing I can't see clearly.]

"Then how do you do..."

"Areci!" The Saint interrupted Arecio's questioning and looked at Tong, so Tong stopped talking. But Arecio seemed to have understood, and he gritted his teeth.

"Fly, pupil!"

Without any response, Tong looked at him lovingly, turning his back and forth gently, as if comforting him.

Aresio took a deep breath and barely calmed down his chaotic mood. He was now full of self-blame. He knew that he was a fire and would play a crucial role in the entire plan for the recovery of the three pillars, but he was obviously losing his chain now. The branch cannot return to his position, and the three pillars cannot stand up again. The world cannot restore balance, and the god of slander can still continue to intervene.

But he didn't know what he could do, only the Styx in his memories became clearer and clearer.

"I don't know what I can do... am I really the fire you mentioned? Can I really set up the three pillars again? I..."

“Areci.”

The Saint interrupted him again.

"I never treat you as a fire. Even if I drag you into a coffin, I just want you to be alive. It doesn't matter whether I can ignite the world again."

Aresio looked at him, and the Saint smiled in his eyes.

"If you feel stressed, then we will destroy our eyes. If we finish all the time, what will happen."

"no!"

What a psychopathic behavior! Of course Arecio stopped!

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"Don't worry, Hergodon will not die for a while, I will help him again. If this generation of guardians will die so easily, then the world will be destroyed. We cannot keep a close eye on protecting."

Aresio calmed down, and another small light spot floated beside him, but no one noticed it while moving rapidly. After sneaking the small light spot into the bottle, Aresio calmed down and started talking.

"We can now analyze that Hergodon, as the guardian of Behemoth, has a very valuable reference. We can tentatively define the Black Sun on the ruins of Beizhu City as a replica of Hitomi according to his description."

The saint nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes, there should be a place where the black sun rises, which should be very important."

"Is Beizhu City?... the place where branches rise and fall..." Arecio thought about it. He seemed to be vaguely aware of Theo's intentions, but it was not yet certain.

"Will he..."

"Maybe it is intended to interfere with the normal takeoff of Qizhi." said the saint, " Such a huge dark energy body is the same as the current pupil, supplemented by some magic arrays... Qizhi, I'm afraid you have the most say in this issue."

The pupils on the light screen had already begun to spin on the spot. Obviously, He understood better than Arecio and Ruzius who could only guess.

[Please confirm immediately whether there are magic arrays in the ruins of Beizhu City.]

Among the noise was Hergodong's violent gasping.

【Yes, there are many patterns, but I don’t know them.】

Hito:...

I am often filled with despair because the guardian of Bessemos is a poor student.

"I don't know it completely! But it's a purpose for sacrifice! I've seen the relevant characters!"

At the critical moment, I arrived. His arrival shared the pressure of Hergodon and also provided very important information.

"This is... to let the pupils created by the Ox be worshipped and gain a certain divinity?"

[It must be the idea of ​​the god of slander!] Tong had a rare emotional fluctuation, [This imitation must never deceive the law, but once it takes off, I will not be able to take off in the short term!]

This is simply fatal at the moment, and the whole situation will fall into Theo's control!

At this time, Theo finally smiled where the temple was. His appearance was older than before, and this aging was obviously impossible to recover. Slander whispered in his ear, telling him that everything was following the plan.
Chapter completed!