Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 40: Seal

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The black figure stiffened there and released the palm that pinched the neck of Bernadette, it seemed to be staring at this Queen of Mysteries with eyes that did not exist.

A dry, hoarse voice echoed in the hidden space:

"Hometown ..."

This voice is a bit hesitant, a little dazed, a little bit seeking confirmation, as if it came from another world.

The erosion encountered by Bernadette disappeared, and her connection with her sealed item was instantly restored.

"Pale Death" began to let her die a little bit, which helped her to resist the gradual confusion of thoughts and keep her basic sobriety and reason.

Just when she opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, the black figure suddenly stretched out her palms forward.

This time, instead of pinching the neck of Bernadette, it pushed hard.

Along with this push is the disintegration of the hidden space, a voice with obvious pain, as if resisting something:

"Leave!"

The voice reverberated, and the black figure disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, it appeared on the central high platform and sat on the huge black iron high back chair.

It immediately split two cracks on its face, as if it had grown out of two symmetrical eyes.

However, the "eyes" have no pupils and are all bloody.

Next, another crack split under the two "eyes", filled with pure blood red light mans.

This makes the black figure finally have a "mouth".

It faces Bernadette, and there is a reverberating sound around it, as if it is resisting something:

"Leave here!"

After Bernadette was launched more than ten meters, she easily settled her heels, but did not follow the order of the voice. She left this Dark Emperor tomb, she stood there, staring at the central platform, looking at the black figure, expression There was sadness that was hard to conceal and didn't want to conceal.

She can sense that she can be sure that the black figure is her father, the man who calls herself "Caesar", Russell Gustav.

The next second, there were more cracks in the black figure. They went all the way down from their heads, and they opened blood-red flowers in different parts of the body.

This makes Mister Russell like a shadow, and bread is wrapped in a **** thing that emits pure glory.

When seeing this scene, Klein of above the grey mist naturally thinks of the round of scarlet moon in the sky.

At this time, Mister Russell seems to be a shadow, trying to cover the round of scarlet moon, but was torn apart one after another, allowing more and more moonlight into reality.

When these mouths are connected, the shadow will be completely cracked, and a new round of scarlet moon will be born.

When the time comes, something terrible will happen.

At this moment, the black figure of Mister Russell has become unreal, and it seems to have become a kind of illusion.

This makes him seem to be isolated in another world, with an invisible barrier to reality.

Then, Mister Russell raised his shadowy right arm hard and pinched his forehead.

The frequency of the blood-red cracks on his body suddenly dropped to the extreme, but the pre-existing "eyes" started to blink, one after another.

However, this did not bring bad influence to the surroundings. It seems to be just a simple change of order-the tendency of "new life" with blood red cracks has been distorted to the original gradually active.

After finishing this matter, Mister Russell raised his head and looked at Bernadette tens of meters away, his voice was dry and hoarsely laughed:

"You really become the influential figure of the mysterious world, you can come here by yourself.

"Come on, let me see what my little princess looks like now."

Bernadette's eyes suddenly turned red and he moved forward.

Mister Russell laughed again:

"When you make picture books, compile textbooks, and invent a variety of mini-games, you are only so big, and now you can save your poor old father.

"I remember that when you were a kid, you liked the clothes I designed for you. Unfortunately, when you grow up, you ca n’t wear a cake skirt ..."

This Great Emperor is nagging, as if he has arrived in the twilight years of life, and always likes to recall the beautiful pictures of the past.

Bernadette is getting faster and faster, above the grey mist's Klein frowns slightly.

Suddenly, Great Emperor Russel's lowered his head a little and said very hard:

"Stop!"

His voice was indescribably painful.

Bernadette froze for a moment, quickly slowed down and stopped.

Her looks at's dark shadow gradually revealed unspeakable sorrow.

Mister Russell raised his head again and coughed lightly:

"Do you really want to ask why Dark Emperor's tomb should engrave its own order and guiding style, in fact, this is not necessary, I just want the viewer to remember my greatness ..."

The voice did not fall. The Great Emperor held the armrest next to it with one hand, pressed his voice, and said with great pain:

"Do n’t, get close!

"I am polluted ..."

The sadness in Bernadette's eyes is a little bit thicker.

Her guess just now was finally confirmed.

At this time, the bright red cracks on Mister Russell's face appeared confused, sometimes "closed" and sometimes "open", and there was no longer a unified will.

The Great Emperor seized the opportunity and straightened his body slightly, looking at Bernadette and shouting quite hard:

"Seal me!"

Seal ... "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette repeated the word silently, and the azure pupils quickly became moist and covered with a faint mist.

Even if she has lived for many, many years, even if she has not been the little girl at the time, this moment still can't contain the changes in her inner emotions.

However, she did not inquire about the reason, nor hesitate, but just struggled a little, she raised her right hand firmly and unwaveringly, and pressed it against the pale metal mask.

She has made a very calm decision as she has faced all the major events encountered by Essential Dawn in these years.

On the surface of "Pale Death", the metal softened instantly, and a new face was reconstructed, with black eyes.

In these deep black eyes, a pale line accentuates the outline of an extremely complex and mysterious three-dimensional symbol. It is like a bird with abnormally long feathers, or winged snake with its body curled up.

This symbol absorbs the surrounding light, and quickly has an entity, and then detaches from the eyes of Bernadette, stretches out the "body", and flew to the Russell Gustav on the iron black seat.

Along the way, this strange symbol made the surroundings more and more bleak, making the floor tiles and stone walls weather and decay again, just like the God who made the final decision.

Falling gravel and raised dust followed the materialized symbol and came to Mister Russell, then coiled up and wrapped the illusory black figure that seemed to be in another world.

During this process, Mister Russell was unable to control himself several times, tried to leave the iron black seat, but all sat back again, without resisting the seal imposed by Bernadette.

As the symbol merged into his figure, he was immediately connected with "Pale Death", saw the unreal God above the countless undead, and saw the swollen body wandering in a dark river like water ghost.

The breath of Mister Russell disappeared immediately, and the cracked bright red slits closed together one by one.

Waiting in front of this Great Emperor is a peaceful night's sleep.

And that symbol will be solidified in the figure of Mister Russell, always exerting influence until "Pale Death" no longer responds here.

In a blink of an eye, several blood-red gaps grew on the Mister Russell. After his decay to the extreme, his breath gradually regenerated, fiercely fighting against the substantive symbol.

The Klein of above the grey mist saw this, sighed, held his fist, and pressed it against his mouth.

The piece of "curtain" he wore lifted up, and the entire "Origin Castle" appeared to be "boiling."

Silently and quietly, Mister Russell just got a new breath and began to fade away.

After dying to a certain extent, it is reborn again, and then affected by "Pale Death", it continues to die.

Klein used the power of the "Servant of Mysteries" Extraordinary characteristics and "Origin Castle" to directly "graft" the newborn and death together, omitting the intermediate process.

As a result, the contamination of Mister Russell cannot be restored to the point where it can break through the pale seal.

Next, Klein extended his right hand and mobilized the power of "Origin Castle" to outline the mysterious symbol behind Fool high back chair in front of him-that was composed of half "eye without pupil" and half Thread of Distortion.

This symbol absorbs the breath of "Origin Castle" and quickly becomes an entity. With the wave of Klein's wrist, it falls into the light spot of prayer representing Bernadette, and falls on the black figure of Mister Russell, blending into his in vivo.

—— Whenever the "graft" line disappears, the symbols directly related to Fool and "Origin Castle" will attract new power to complete the graft again.

In the state of continuous death and rebirth, Mister Russell's pure shadow-like face has the outline of the five senses. Then, he looked up at the top of tomb and seemed to be looking at the infinite heights.

He immediately withdrew his gaze, looked at Bernadette, and smiled abnormally weakly:

"This seal is good, I can sleep peacefully ..."

Here, he frowned slightly, and asked with a change of tone:

"How do you dress like this, who taught you?"

Bernadette heard a trance, and seemed to be back in his youth.

At that time, whenever she went to the party of other nobles dressed up, Mister Russell would use a similar expression and similar tone to ask a series of questions.

The mist in her eyes became apparent, and she could no longer control herself, screaming lowly and depressively:

"Dad ..."

Mister Russell's face with only five facial features instantly softened, then got up and said sharply:

"Leave it.

"Never come back!"

Bernadette opened his mouth and wanted to say something. It was dark in front of him, as if he saw the shadow of order.

The next second, she found herself back on the edge of the original island.

Bernadette stared at the mountain in the middle of the primitive island for a few seconds, slowly turned around and walked towards the sea.

This time, she no longer stubbornly doesn't look back. Every few steps, she pauses and turns to look.

Soon, she returned to "The Daybreak", walked into captain's cabin, and opened a room exclusively for collection.

At a glance, Bernadette saw a picture book, piles of textbooks, clothes, skirts, a chess game that only a few people in the world would know, and neatly stacked building block toys.

She leaned back against the wooden door, slowly retracted, and sat on the floor.

She looked up at the gloomy sky outside the captain's cabin window, pinched her lower lip with her right thumb and forefinger, and whistleed a melodious, gentle, melodious, calming melody.

During the rhythm of the melody, drops of water dropped from the face of Bernadette and dropped on the floor surface.

I do n’t know how long after that, there was a voice pressed into the throat in captain's cabin:

"Dad ..."