Low Dimensional Game Chapter 26: : The Secret of Ancient Times
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The huge soul ship is docked under the stairs of the door of hell, and on the ship representing death, the lights flicker faintly, as if about to go out.
Clarence, the seventh-level undead lord, desperately grabbed the bone oars of the **** ferryman, and the bone claws of the necromantic creatures of Bai Sensen intertwined with the strong arms under the **** ferryman's robe.
I immediately saw that strong black smoke radiated from the body of the Styx Ferry and was infused into the body of the undead king Clarence.
The black smoke of the sky filled the sky, causing a tendency of dark clouds to top the top. Thick smoke constantly gushing out of the ferryman’s eyes, mouth, and ears, and then was washed by the undead prince Kalalence Go in.
"Ah!"
The painful torture and perdition from the soul, even the masters of the dead creatures in the undead army, roared in pain, and the bony body trembled and swayed constantly.
The robe on his body seems to have been corroded by the years, turning into a dilapidated black hole. Darkness is infused into the robe, covering its face and soul, covering his past and cutting off his future.
"La la la! La la!"
"Ah~ah~ah~"
"La la~"
The ferryman on the Styx put down the oars and walked out of the soul boat at a loss, humming a song dumbfoundedly as he walked, like a lunatic beggar everywhere on the roadside.
As he stepped down from the soul boat, the black robe on his body gradually disappeared, revealing the face underneath. He was a tall, strong man with the characteristics of a half-orc, wearing a decadent armor on his head. The crown and magnificent gemstones were also washed and eroded by the years. The gems shattered and the magic gold became dull.
He slowly raised his head, the golden pupil center, a faint light flickered, and the blood symbol and flame of the original king burned in his eyes.
Lynn Akhnaton looked at his hands, which were full of calluses and scars.
He held his hands high and looked at the sky through his fingers, a dark sun shining on the whole world, and a huge city of bones floating on the gate of hell.
"Haha!" Lynn Achnaton cracked his mouth and laughed.
He kept twisting his head with a smile, his eyes narrowed so that there was only a gap, his nose was wrinkled together, and the whole person's shoulders kept shaking, as if he had seen a ridiculous farce or a funny mime, laugh The joy is beyond support.
Then tears flowed from Lynn Achnaton’s eyes: "I finally~ finally free!"
At this time, the city of bones in the sky was also suppressed, and countless undeads on the city exuded tragic howls, and dozens of terrifying death-dominant figures looked down on the earth from the clouds, staring at Lynn Akhnaton.
The huge city of bones incorporates the manufacturing method of the floating city, and the power of more than a dozen seven-level mythological existences. On it, the light of the artifact can be seen flickering. It can even be said that it is only one step away. Reach the eighth-level mythical floating city.
As long as Frosa, the lord of the city of bones, becomes the eighth level, this city of bones can be transformed into an existence that can compete with the true god.
Frosa looked at Lynn and said: "His Majesty Lynn, the great ancient king of Akhnaton, the blood of the first king and the owner of the sword of kingship! The most noble man in the world!"
"It's an honor to meet you!"
Frosa, who strongly advocates the doctrine of blood nobility and the birth of a nobleman, seems to have a special worship of Lynn Achnaton.
Lynn’s gaze was indifferent, and he lost the invincibility, greed and strong enthusiasm that he once had. His vicissitudes of life looked at the endless river of Styx in front of him. He has been here for ten thousand years. The dead souls in this world are drawn up, no matter how powerful and brilliant they are, as long as they are on the list of the **** of death, they can finally set foot on his soul boat and unwilling to go to the kingdom of death.
Thousands of years of memory and past glory, a little bit by Lynn recalled, and the dead souls who were on the ferry and told themselves stories.
At this moment, when he heard Frosa's words, Lynn Akhnaton seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing, and looked at Frosa in astonishment: "The most noble one? Hahahaha~"
"The noblest of blood~noble~hahaha!"
It took a long time for Lynn to look up at Frosa, and then asked: "Have you seen the Son of God? The oldest ~ heir of the Creator!"
"Have you seen it?"
When Lynn said this, his whole body was trembling, his eyes were splitting, and his mad roar revealed strong unwillingness and helplessness: "You have seen the position of the true **** in the eyes of some people just can be thrown away at will Toys, and do you feel like you are doing everything and giving up everything that is not available?"
"What the first king! What golden blood! Ridiculous!"
"Extremely ridiculous! Everything is just a plaything in the palm of others!"
Lynn looked at the sky angrily, his face looked like evil spirits: "No matter how hard you work, no matter how unwilling you are, you can only wait for the choice of fate! We are pawns that have been arbitrarily fiddled with. We do not accept the arrangement and The chosen piece is the fate of being thrown away!"
The lord of death looked at Lynn Akhnaton, and did not understand what he was talking about. Instead, he felt that Lynn Akhnaton had been completely mad under the imprisonment for hundreds of millions of years.
Lynn Akhnaton didn't say much, stretched out his right hand, and a stone slab was condensed on his palm.
The front of the slate is engraved with a complete model of the world tree, and the cornerstone rules of the seventeen true gods. On the back, it is the most taboo in the world, the way to ascend the true god, and how to condense the priesthood of the true god.
Ordinary stone slabs seem to be blessed by the power of the entire world just because they are carved with this pattern and taboo knowledge.
The golden light slowly bloomed from the top of the stone slab, and finally gathered into a strong beam of light, dyeing the sky into gold, and it took a long time to close it.
At this time, everyone in the city of bones was so excited that they couldn't help themselves, trembling all over.
The legend of thousands of years, the existence that countless people have searched for, the taboo knowledge tightly sealed by the gods, has become the only way of the true god, and it is now shown before them.
"World Tree! That's a model of the World Tree!" A death lord was shrouded in a gray mist. He was so excited that he couldn't hold back his power, and a storm of fierce mythical power swept out.
"The way to condense the priesthood, as long as we have the way to condense the priesthood, we can also become the eighth level and have the qualifications to compete for the position of the true god!"
"Take it! Take it!" a bone dragon roared frantically.
"Give it to me! Give it to me!" Frosa, the lord of the city of bones, also stared blankly at the slate in Lynn Achnaton's hand~IndoMTL.com~ The whole person became a huge myth. The body, under the blessing of the city of bones, turned into a giant of black smoke and flames as high as a kilometer.
He leaned down directly from the sky and looked at Lynn Akhnaton.
The black smoke palms in his depths also flickered because of excitement. He had been waiting for this day for seven or eight thousand years, and finally let him see the opportunity.
"Give~Give me~"
Lynn Akhnaton's eyes showed a look of contempt, and the slate with golden light in his hand was thrown out, like a piece of rubbish.
"Yours!"
Lynn Akhnaton walked up and walked up the gate of hell, wanting to return to the main world through this gate.
At this time, the huge soul-eater steel fork was inserted on the ground, and a strong flame was rubbed under the cross. A pair of bloodthirsty pupils and a monster with lamb legs and horns stared at Lin firmly. En Akhnaton.
Hem looked angrily at Lynn who had played with him back then: "Is it so easy to want to leave?"
The big mouth of the blood basin burst out a dark red fire of hell: "Impossible!"
Lynn Akhnaton looked at the Soul Eater Devil Heim: "When I was on the ferry, I used to stand beside the ancient **** of death and heard some secrets about you!"
Lynn opened his mouth, as if thinking of something very funny and ridiculous: "Hem? Do you want to hear it?"
"Or? I should call you!"
"The High Priest of Anke Pusout!"
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