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  Chapter 596: Fight

  Bernadette wore an Intis-style female shirt with large lace flowers on the collar, an indigo-patterned captain's suit, off-white trousers and knee-high boots, and a feathered tricorn hat, dressed like the leader of a pirate ship.

  Emotions surged in her eyes for a moment, then she calmed down and smiled at Bonova, who was looking at her calmly, and said,

  "Long time no see. This should be the first time we have met since my father passed away."

  Bonova nodded silently, speaking calmly as if he was talking to a stranger he knew but was not familiar with:

  "The official reward for you has been raised to two thousand Fel gold."

  "Then what? Are you going to catch me and exchange the reward from the church of the 'God of Steam and Machinery' that you believe in?"

  Bernadette asked back in a very calm tone.

  "Not today." Bonova shook his head.

  Bernadette chuckled and continued,

  "What if I came here to stop you today?"

  Bonois fell silent, looking at Bernadette calmly without saying anything or moving.

  "Is that your answer?"

  After a long while, Bernadette sighed. No one moved, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

  In the magnificent and huge church with black stone pillars, the classical feather pen in Ince Zangwill's hand seemed to sense the crisis and flew up on its own, writing one word after another on the black clergy robe:

  "Ouroboros, who has been watching the Perth Valley for the true creator, has given some unknown factors and happened to notice the abnormality here. Therefore, it is reasonable for Ouroboros to come here at this time!"

  "Ouroboros' arrival broke the closure of the Church of Bones, allowing Al Tynes and Erehog, who had been waiting in Port Berens, to seize the opportunity and come here."

  As soon as the feather pen finished writing the first sentence, rays of light shone in from the stained glass high above the Church of Bones, turning into illusory layers of pure wings.

  Under the wings, Ouroboros with long silver hair was outlined. He was wearing a linen robe torn by a sword, with a beautiful face, soft features, and a dull look in his eyes. In his hand was a strange crown covered with rust and blood.

  The moment Ouroboros emerged, the Red Angel evil spirit in Ince Zangwill's body sensed the "conqueror" characteristic, which was an unbearable temptation for it now. The strong desire made it break free from the underworld in Ince Zangwill's body. Ouroboros ignored

  Medici who had turned into an evil spirit. Under his feet, in the layers of wings behind him, a series of mysterious circles emerged, converging into a flowing silver river, like a snake with its tail connected head to tail. The Church of

  Bones suddenly returned to the state of just erecting black stone pillars, and the square with starlight hanging around was looming.

  The evil spirit of Medici Soren Einhorn was also stuffed back into Ince Zangwill's body.

  The starlight on the square outside surged instantly, pouring back into the Church of Bones like a tide.

  In the twinkling starlight, countless mysterious three-dimensional runes floated and outlined the image of a giant dragon.

  The dragon lowered its huge and ferocious head and spewed out an invisible transparent breath.

  This was the unique "spiritual breath" of the psychic dragon, which was an enhanced version of mental piercing.

  The starlight mixed with the "spiritual breath" could directly stimulate and damage the mental body and the spiritual body, making the attacked target feel like being struck by lightning, with the spirit torn and the spirit body pierced.

  The surrounding colors became rich and layered. Ince Zangwill fell into a state of unconsciousness, and the "spiritual shuttle" was forced to be interrupted.

  Adam held the silver cross pendant on his chest with both hands, as if he was praying. He always had a warm smile on his face. The starlight mixed with the "spiritual breath" did not affect him at all.

  Ouroboros was also not affected by the starlight. He was surprisingly lucky. The surging starlight always avoided his position due to various coincidences.

  As the starlight surged, a cross hundreds of meters long fell from a height and heavily inserted into the center of the unformed corpse church.

  Endless light burst out instantly, drowning out the surging starlight and the figures lingering in the Church of Bones.

  In an instant, the Church of Bones was reshaped. In this church, every stone pillar, every arch, and every dome were inlaid with bones of different races. They were densely packed, and they stared at the people who appeared in this church with different eye holes.

  On the walls, windows, and doors of the church, transparent and distorted faces stood out, as if the souls sealed here were isolated from the existence of the spiritual world and the astral world!

  In front of the huge cross that fell from a height, a vague figure stood there, as if watching everything with pity.

  At this time, there were three more figures in the Church of Bones than before. They were Amon, who was wearing a neat tuxedo and a top hat, Renekton, who was wearing a black classical wizard robe and holding a miniature golden kettle-style oil lamp in his hand, and Eri Hogg, who turned into an old man in a gray and white robe with dark golden hair and beard.     Ince Zangwill's expression was twisted by pain, and blood was constantly seeping out of him. The evil spirit of Medici Soren Einhorn once again forcibly broke free from the underworld in his body and peeled off from him bit by bit.

  The evil spirit's expression was ferocious, and a scarlet crack grew on each cheek, like two new mouths.

  The three mouths kept opening and closing, and a hoarse and uncontrollable voice said:

  "I smell the smell of iron and blood, big snake, give me the 'conqueror' characteristic."

  "As long as I can restore the strength of Sequence One, we can cooperate with the eye monster and the lizard monster to kill Amon and Adam together."

  As he spoke, the classical feather pen that Ince Zangwill was holding tightly in his hand broke free by itself and flew towards Erehog.

  The feather pen suddenly disappeared in mid-air and then appeared in Amon's hand.

  "You all seem to want this pen. Why don't you make an offer to me? The highest bidder wins."

  Amon teased everyone while tightening his right hand and exerting a little force. The feather pen struggling in his hand stopped moving instantly.

  Silently, the Church of Bones was once again shrouded in a layer of hazy starlight, covering the figures of Renekton, Ouroboros, Erehog and Ince Zangwill.

  At the same time, eyes emerged from the cracks and starlight, showing the breath of madness, disaster and ominousness, and confronting the Church of Bones.

  In the hazy starlight, a gray-white dragon figure appeared. The

  gray-white scales on its surface were engraved with complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols one after another, extending into the flesh and blood and extending to the surrounding void, as if intertwined into something that did not belong to the real world. Just seeing it made people insane, their thoughts twisted, and their spirits stained with all kinds of thoughts that seemed to come from the heart, wishing to tear or destroy themselves.

  Silver-white light burst out among the hazy starlight at the same time, invading the skulls and sealed souls around the Bone Church from different directions and angles, causing intense chaos.

  This is a chaos caused by the turmoil at the level of fate, which is difficult to stop and end.

  This chaos caused the Bone Church to have loopholes in its closure of the astral and spiritual worlds. Under the observation and analysis of the "Eye of Secrets", this loophole was used by Renekton.

  Around him, one star after another emerged, densely packed and dazzling.

  These stars cast one after another brilliance, converging into a magnificent pillar of light, covering the entire Bone Church, disintegrating and breaking it up bit by bit.

  A pale golden vertical pupil suddenly appeared in front of Amon, and an invisible mental storm swept around, causing Amon to fall into a state of absent-mindedness for a short time.

  Adam glanced in the direction of Amon, but did not move. Around him, a long silver-white river connected end to end trapped him in the middle, forming a wonderful cycle of fate.

  Ouroboros was constantly reinforcing and changing the cycle of fate, making it difficult for him to break out.

  Taking advantage of this brief stalemate, Renekton rubbed the golden kettle-shaped wishing genie in his right hand and whispered:

  "Let 0-08 return to Erehog's hands."

  The golden water flowed out of the mouth of the kettle and gathered into a golden twisted figure in the air.

  The genie floated in the air, looking around as if watching a show, and then looked down at Renekton and said lightly:

  "This is the first wish!"

  After saying that, he looked at Amon and Erehog who were fighting on the spiritual level, stretched out one hand, and grasped it hard in the air.

  Amon raised the monocle at the position of his right eye, turned his head to look at the genie, and tried to steal the other's thoughts and actions.

  His theft failed as expected, but the genie's action to transfer 0-08 to Erehog's hands also failed.

  Amon cheated the rules and switched the positions, allowing 0-08 to reappear in the hands of Ince Zangwill.

  After getting 0-08 again, Ince Zangwill wrote a new line of words on his black clergy robe without any hesitation:

  "Al Tynes and Ouroboros destroyed the Church of Bones, which made it no longer complete. Ince Zangwill happened to be on a 'missing'. Because of the mutual restraint, no one noticed this small detail. Ince Zangwill hit the Church of Bones with force and escaped from the center of the storm with 0-08. This is a very reasonable development!"

  At the moment when the last exclamation mark fell, Ince Zangwill's body spontaneously hit the stained glass window on the side.

  Silently, the glass window shattered and cracked, and the sobbing cold wind swept Ince Zangwill's figure out of the Church of Bones.  Chapter 597 Hunter and Prey

  After breaking through the Church of Bones, Ince Zangwill did not return directly to the open-air square in the dock area, but came to the foot of a mountain surrounded by light.

  In front of him were layers of stone steps, which coiled around the mountain and led to the top of the mountain. There stood a huge cross, with countless angels circling and surrounding it.

  Boom! Boom!

  An exaggerated thunder suddenly sounded, and countless silver-white lightning fell from a higher place, breaking the scene of the mountain surrounded by angels and returning the surroundings to the open-air square.

  Ince Zangwill's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a transparent and blurred spirit on the spot, which was struck by the lightning that followed and instantly annihilated.

  Without the evil spirit of Medici, he no longer had the ability to travel through the spirit world. As soon as the feeling of annoyance emerged, his vision suddenly darkened for a moment, and then returned to normal, as if he was just dazzled.

  As the former archbishop of the Church of the Night and a "night watcher" of Sequence 4, Ince Zangwill keenly noticed the dangerous aura that just passed by.

  The 0-08 in his hand began to write uncontrollably again:

  "The unfortunate Ince Zangwill has lost the evil spirit in his body and no longer has the ability to roam the spirit world. Anderson, who he previously regarded as prey, is waiting to hunt him down."

  "Because he was previously affected by the battle between the angels, his mental barrier was torn apart, and he was also infected with the 'mental plague'. His condition is already precarious and he may collapse and fall into madness at any time."

  "This is the appraisal from a professional psychiatrist!"

  "Now that the positions of hunter and prey have been reversed, things have become interesting. Can the unfortunate Ince Zangwill avoid the secret hunt?"

  "Humph!" Ince Zangwill snorted coldly, pinched the quill that was still about to continue writing, looked around, and quickly ran away from the dock.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  One by one, red and nearly white fireballs cut through the quiet air and attacked Ince Zangwill.

  The sobbing wind suddenly surged out of his body, swirling and whistling, pushing the fireballs approaching in the air away from their original direction.

  The red and nearly white fireballs bombarded the open-air square, stirring up clouds of dust.

  "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell appeared silently in the square, holding an exaggerated pair of scissors that looked like they were used to trim branches in his right hand, and wearing a cold silver-white mask on his face.

  Ludwell stretched out his free left hand, and his arm, forearm, and fingers quickly became ethereal, expanded and extended, grabbing towards Ince Zangwill.

  During this process, his palm quickly turned pale, pulling and dragging Ince Zangwill's spirit with a strange attraction.

  Soon, a transparent and illusory figure began to float out from above Ince Zangwill's head.

  The illusory bronze door in Ince Zangwill's eyes quickly took shape, dragging his spirit that was about to float out of his body back.

  This should have been a very easy task for him who was already at Sequence 4, but for some reason, he made several mistakes in a row, and in a short period of time, he could only fight with Ludwell.

  Anderson looked at the "Hell Admiral" who suddenly appeared here with some surprise, but after seeing him and Ince Zangwill fighting, he immediately made a decision, pushed his hands forward, and quickly condensed a group of flaming crows around him, allocating a little spirituality to each flaming crow, and adding the effects of "precision" and "harvest".

  The flaming crows with a little white in the red drew arcs in the air, and rushed towards Ince Zangwill from different directions and angles.

  The eager emotion made Ince Zangwill make another mistake in the fight, and his spirit body once again separated a large part from his body, and his body fell into a state of temporary unconsciousness.

  Boom!

  The flaming crow accurately hit Ince Zangwill's chest, exploding a large piece of flesh and blood. His figure immediately disappeared in the flames, leaving only a transparent and blurry spirit, which was swept by the flames and quickly turned into ashes.

  Ince Zangwill's figure reappeared on the other side of the open-air square. The moment his figure appeared, the invisible fluctuations dissipated not smoothly, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, as if it was late at night, and a sense of tranquility and peace came with the stars.

  Anderson only felt that the emotions and desires in his mind were strangely smoothed out. The whole person became desireless and didn't want to do anything. He just stood there in a daze.

  Ludwell, who was already a secret puppet, was not affected too much, because Klein, who was manipulating the secret puppet in the dark, was just outside the range of "Requiem".

  Under his control, Ludwell held the huge scissors in both hands and stretched them forward, constantly cutting, making a crackling sound.

  A series of silver-white thin blades emerged from the place where Ince Zangwill was.

  Ince Zangwill was stunned for a moment. Someone was forcibly pulling him into a dream. Although he failed, he missed the best time to avoid the attack.

  The sound of flesh being torn apart instantly rang out. The clothes on his neck, chest, and lower abdomen were cut, and the bright red blood gushed out.

  Klein looked at Leonard and Ms. Daly who came through the "Spiritual World Shuttle". He decisively asked Ludwell to throw the scissors in his hand to Leonard, and he arranged the ceremony again, preparing to enter the gray fog and use the Sea God's Scepter to launch his most powerful attack.

  The moment she saw Ince Zangwill, Daly's eyes were filled with hatred. She walked a few steps to the side, distanced herself from Leonard, and then opened her hands and pushed the void with force.

  A bronze door with countless strange patterns and difficult to describe appeared out of thin air, and creaked open a gap.

  A terrifying suction force came from behind the door. Bloody arms without skin, slippery tentacles with teeth, and vines with baby faces stretched out from the darkness behind the door and grabbed Ince Zangwill with all their might!     Leonard looked at the huge pair of scissors stuck at his feet, and looked at the "Hell Admiral" Ludwell in confusion, but found that the other party's figure had disappeared.

  "What does this mean?"

  "Pick it up. If you are lucky enough, this magical item can instantly injure the former archbishop of the Church of Darkness who is not in good condition."

  Pales' voice suddenly echoed in Leonard's mind.

  A look of surprise flashed across his eyes. Leonard reached out to pull out the scissors stuck in the ground, and whispered in his heart:

  "Old man? You, aren't you asleep?"

  "There are Amons everywhere here. How can I be asleep? Maybe I will never wake up at some point."

  Pales replied unhappily, and then fell silent.

  Suddenly, the illusory sound of collapse echoed around, and everyone looked up in surprise and looked at the top of their heads.

  Adam's corpse church loomed, as if overlapping with reality. The surrounding starlight was diffused, and the magnificent church was disintegrating bit by bit.

  In the Church of Bones, the genie rejected Renekton's request to make up for another wish and retracted into the wishing genie.

  Around Renekton, the starlight suddenly became bright and dazzling, and the starlight quickly eroded the Church of Bones, allowing it to reconnect with the astral world and the spirit world.

  At this moment, the voice of the genie suddenly echoed in Renekton's mind:

  "Remind you, you have been infected with the 'mental plague' and have been psychologically hinted by Adam. If you don't deal with it in time, the consequences will be very serious."

  Renekton lowered his eyes and glanced at the wishing genie lamp in his hand, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said with a sigh:

  "Fate is on our side."

  The genie sneered disdainfully:

  "Fate can only make these effects less fatal when they erupt, but it does not mean that they are not fatal. Even those guys who can represent fate to a certain extent cannot guarantee that they will not be injured or fall."

  "You'd better be able to distinguish which ideas are your own and which ideas are imposed on you by others."

  Renekton did not respond to the genie's words. His body instantly became virtual and decomposed into streams of pure and complex information, pouring out from the gaps in the corpse church eroded by starlight.

  As he moved, Erihog, who was entangled with Amon, also flapped his wings, directly smashed the stained glass window of the church, and flew out.

  After leaving the Church of Bones, the dragon's body expanded rapidly, and in an instant it was the size of a small mountain.

  In the form of a dragon, Erehog raised his head and roared in the sky. The soul-shaking roar continued to echo, giving everyone in Port Berens a psychological hint to escape from here.

  The wind blew in all directions with the pressure and strong will of the dragon. All creatures caught in it were in a state of uncontrollable body, mind and spirit. The

  entire Port Berens fell into chaos. Some stood there trembling, some ran away blindly and irrationally, some had incontinence and their legs fell down weakly, and some showed fanatical expressions, as if they had become the dragon's followers.

  The few people who were besieging Ince Zangwill in the open square also fell into a state of stiffness for a short time.

  A stream of complex and pure information fell from the air, quickly gathered and reorganized Renekton's body, and pieces of bright starlight surrounded him, outlining the symbols of doors.

  Before Amon and Adam came out of the Church of Bones, he teleported Anderson, Leonard and others in the square, including the hidden Klein, to the outside of the city.

  As soon as he finished his action, a red-purple flame spear flew out of the Church of Bones and stabbed into the ground of the square.

  The flames quickly disintegrated and reunited, turning into Medici Soren Einhorn, who was wearing blood-stained armor, with flaming red hair and a handsome face.

  There was a long scar on each side of his cheek, from the corner of his mouth to the root of his ear, which made him look more ferocious and iron-blooded. The red-purple flames spontaneously gathered in his hands, forming an exaggerated wide straight sword.

  Beside him, the figure of Ouroboros was also quickly outlined, and there were some burn marks on his simple linen robe.

  Renekton looked at Medici Soren Einhorn, whose breathing was disordered and whose chest was heaving violently, and Ouroboros, who looked like he had just experienced a fire, for a moment, and sneered,

  "You two together can't beat Adam?"  Chapter 598: Each of Their Allies

  The Red Angel Ghost looked at Renekton with a mocking look in his eyes and said in a contemptuous tone:

  "Little brat, do you want to change your opponent with me? Let me, your uncle, help you teach that little crow a lesson and avenge you."

  "Okay." Renekton smiled and nodded.

  While speaking, he gently rubbed the lamp wall of the Wishing Lamp with his right hand and said easily:

  "Gather all the Amons in the city, including those in the nearby spirit world. No, gather all the Amons within your ability."

  "Don't be embarrassed like you did just now, and let Amon easily modify the influence you exerted."

  The golden water flowed out of the pot of the Wishing Lamp, and quickly gathered into a golden figure full of distortion and chaos.

  The Lamp God looked at Renekton in a calm tone and said in a deep voice:

  "This is the second wish."

  As soon as the voice fell, a faint golden light suddenly burst out from the Lamp God's body, distorting the rules around it.

  Silently, many figures appeared in the square, including pigeons, crows, or seagulls hovering in the air, as well as tiny ants, flies, humans wearing postman and sailor clothing, and even lifeless leaves and dust in the air. The

  figures of the Amons filled the entire open-air square, as if the lamp god had pulled all the things parasitized by Amons in the entire Uttar Pradesh over here.

  After doing all this, the figure of the lamp god became much dimmer. He did not say anything else, and directly retracted the wishing lamp, as if he had consumed too much of his strength just now.

  "Hehe, this is the dignity of a lamp god. I feel like all the Amons in West Balam are here."

  Renekton sighed in a low voice. If Amon had not cheated the lamp god of his wish before, the lamp god would not have worked so hard to pull all the Amons here, and would not even agree to give Renekton a second wish now.

  He quickly glanced at the crowd and saw Danitz in the corner putting on a monocle for himself.

  All the people and objects parasitized by Amon raised their heads in unison, took off the monocle on their right eye, held it in their palms, and chanted something in a low voice.

  Soon, streams of light emerged from their bodies and poured into the body of Amon in the Church of Bones.

  The evil spirit of Medici Soren Einhorn turned his head to look at Renekton, and said in a strange tone:

  "You don't have any strange habits, do you? You actually took the initiative to increase the power that the little crow can use."

  On both sides of his cheeks, the two long scars split open, as if two extra mouths had grown, and they spoke one after another:

  "With so many characteristics gathered, the Amon clones here have reached the level of Sequence 2. We don't need to fight them head-on."

  "For us, the most important thing is to fully master this 'Conqueror' characteristic."

  Medici sneered disdainfully:

  "Hey, two cowards, are you scared of psychological trauma after being killed by them once?"

  The consciousness of Soren and Einhorn roared and refuted at the same time:

  "Shut up!" "Shut up!"

  "If we die again, we won't even have a chance to be evil spirits."

  This kind of guy with unstable mental state is a time bomb when facing Adam, the kind that may explode at any time. Renekton's eyes swept coldly over the red angel evil spirits that were caught in internal strife, and then looked at Adam and Amon who walked out of the Church of Bones.

  Amon, who had recovered all the characteristics and raised the strength of this clone to the second level of sequence, walked in front of Renekton with a chuckle, raised his hand and pinched the monocle at the position of his right eye, and chuckled:

  "You actually brought all my clones here. Who are you worried about me discovering? Pallez? Or the 'Fool'?"

  Renekton ignored Amon's words. He could clearly feel that the "mental plague" in his body was about to break out.

  A long river of pure silver spread out from the feet of Ouroboros. It was not connected from beginning to end, but kept rushing forward, faster and faster, and more and more intense.

  The illusory sound of running water echoed in Renekton's ears, interrupting his chaotic thoughts, calming his mind and gradually regaining his sanity.

  Only then did he realize that his ability to turn his body into information was stolen by Amon.

  Under Renekton's gaze, Amon's body gradually turned into information streams, surging and spreading around.     Before these surging information flows left, they returned along the path just now, recreating Amon's figure.

  At some point, the silver river under Ouroboros' feet converged into a ring that connected end to end, opening a cycle of fate.

  Renekton seized the opportunity and stretched out his right hand with a mechanical glove. The bronze glove burst out with a faint light that was not bright, clear, and without any color, as if it was composed of a large number of illusory things.

  These lights slowly floated around, forming a piece of light spots that seemed light but gave people a very heavy feeling.

  On the light spots floated images of humans discovering fire, walking out of caves, building houses, smelting steel, and making tools. They carried years and history, carried the civilization of human society, and were fragments of civilization.

  These fragments of civilization floated on the square, forming an extremely heavy historical picture scroll, wrapping Amon and himself in it.

  Amon once again transformed into a torrent of information, surging around, but he could never leave this historical picture scroll with mottled light and shadow.

  Outside the historical scroll, the Red Angel evil spirit fell into a serious self-contradiction and had lost the ability to fight. Only Ouroboros and Erehawk were left to hold Adam back.

  The battle in the spiritual world came to an end soon. Even with the good luck given by Ouroboros and the power of his former kingdom of God, Liveseyd, Erehawk was still quickly defeated by Adam.

  The ancient sun god was his unforgettable nightmare and also a flaw in his mind. In the dream battlefield constructed by Adam, he was defeated by the ancient sun god again, but Ouroboros' blessing allowed him to leave the dream world in time.

  After ending the battle in the spiritual world, Adam looked at Ouroboros with a warm face and said calmly:

  "You can bring Medici back to the real creator now, and use the power of 'fall' to restore his state."

  Ouroboros shook his head calmly, without speaking, and rejected Adam's proposal.

  The next second, his expression became painful and hideous, his eyes turned blood red, and on his exposed skin, fine silver scales emerged, reflecting many mysterious and ancient patterns, connecting to each other into circles.

  Countless negative, extreme emotions and thoughts grew in his heart, constantly impacting his psychological defenses, making him want to destroy everything around him and tear up his own flesh and soul.

  While Adam was speaking, he used his virtual personality to sneak into the spiritual world around Ouroboros, set off a "spiritual storm", destroyed his spiritual barrier, and stimulated the seeds of the "spiritual plague" planted before.

  The "spiritual storm" forced Eri Hogg out of the spiritual world, and the mountain-like dragon body stood out above the Port of Berens.

  The three-dimensional symbols on the dragon's scales became chaotic, and the pale gold vertical pupils became turbid, as if filled with all kinds of extreme emotions and desires.

  Silently, a layer of thick black fog that seemed like a viscous liquid covered the sky above the entire city, as if it was the embodiment of all kinds of dark, negative emotions and desires in people's hearts.

  In the thick black fog, scarlet bubbles like blood kept rolling out. These bubbles kept bursting, splashing circles of scarlet ripples around, making people's hearts rise uncontrollably with anger, sadness, pain, greed, vanity, arrogance, depression and other emotions and desires.

  The endless black fog surged from top to bottom, instantly submerging the entire Port of Berens, dragging all the creatures here into the abyss of desire.

  Various emotions and desires intertwined, and in the black fog, a mutation occurred, and demons with huge curved goat horns on their heads, a pair of membrane-covered wings behind them, and red and light blue flames on their bodies grew out of thin air.

  They are not real demons, but manifestations of extreme desires and emotions, but to some extent, they are more dangerous than demons. The extreme desires and emotions are highly contagious. For angels whose mental state is not good, this kind of demon is very dangerous.

  In mid-air, the gray and white scales on the surface of Erehog, who maintained the posture of a giant dragon, continued to seep out of the dark and sticky liquid that condensed various emotions and desires.

  As the negative emotions and desires that grew in the bottom of his heart were removed, the dragon's pale golden vertical pupils quickly regained clarity, and as his huge membrane-covered wings flapped, he entered the spiritual world again.

  In the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, the "spiritual storm" swept again, and the surrounding "celestial phenomena" changed rapidly. The spiritual perception of the surroundings was strongly disturbed, and Erehog was confined to the spot, unable to leave the battlefield to find 0-08.

  On the ground, Ouroboros slowly straightened his body, and as the silver-white light floated, the viscous liquid that adhered to the surface of his body spontaneously dripped onto the ground, making a sizzling sound of corroded objects and emitting wisps of black smoke.

  With a crashing sound, the ground around the square was violently torn apart from the inside, and one after another python-like black tentacles quickly grew out of the dark cracks.

  These tentacles purposefully entangled the demons derived from extreme emotions and desires, and continued to spread upwards, probing into the thick and dense black fog in the sky.

  Each tentacle has an eye on its tip, which can be closed or open. Anything it sees will instantly turn into gray stone.

  The demons that are entangled by the tentacles twist directly, and human limbs and heads extend from their bodies, turning into women of varying sizes, very good-looking women.  Chapter 599 "The River of Eternal Darkness"

  Whether it was the black fog of desire and emotion, or the python-like tentacles growing from the ground, they all spontaneously avoided the historical picture scroll formed by the fragments of countless civilizations.

  In the historical picture scroll, Renekton and Amon's figures kept jumping, chasing and fighting in one scene after another.

  Their actions made these fragments of civilization flicker, and from time to time some fragments completely dimmed and disappeared.

  In the process of chasing, Amon seemed to gradually discover the rules here, constantly destroying the contents of the fragments of civilization through fraud and theft, causing them to fall into contradictions and naturally extinguish.

  "History is a very rigorous thing, and it cannot tolerate any mistakes. And I happen to be the closest to 'error'."

  "Fortunately, my clone is already a 'fate Trojan horse', otherwise it would be a bit troublesome to modify the contents of these fragments of civilization."

  Amon turned back to chat with Renekton while destroying the fragments of civilization.

  Losing the ability to be informatized, Renekton's actions in the historical picture scroll were very limited, and he could not catch up with Amon's pace.

  Brilliant starlight surged and penetrated into the level of this civilization. The starlight reunited inside, revealing the figure of Renekton. He stared at Amon who seemed to be waiting for him in front of him, and said calmly:

  "Perhaps, you need to speed up. There are still many fragments of civilization that I can use. If you don't hurry up, the fight outside may be over by the time you get out."

  Amon raised his eyebrows, looked at Renekton calmly and said:

  "Do you think that a mentally unstable evil spirit, an angel of the same path, and a Ouroboros who has no direct combat ability can defeat that paranoid?"

  "Even if that fat lizard with wings is an ancient god who has resurrected from the dead, it is only Sequence Two now and it will not have any extraordinary power. Besides, in a battle on the spiritual level, a guy who died once can easily die a second time."

  "How did you know? You should not have seen Angelweed, right?"

  Renekton looked at Amon with some confusion. He thought it was normal for Adam to recognize Angelweed, but how did Amon recognize him?

  "Is it hard to guess? When it and my paranoid brother were restraining each other in the spiritual world, I stole a lot of ideas from it."

  While speaking, Amon pinched the monocle at the position of his right eye, and a ball of fire suddenly burst out of the picture of people building houses in the fragments of civilization, burning the houses built with trees.

  As the houses burned, this fragment of civilization quickly became dim and disintegrated into nothingness bit by bit.

  After doing all this, Amon's body instantly became virtual, decomposed into streams of pure information, and drilled into the next fragment of civilization.

  As if he thought he was not fast enough, the information torrent of Amon's incarnation suddenly decomposed into several streams, drilling into the fragments of civilization in different directions.

  Seeing Amon's actions, Renekton sighed softly. "Error" This path really restrains me.

  While sighing, his body quickly cracked, and countless dark things gushed out of his body. In an instant, he turned into a black ball of thread with eyes.

  Each eye flashed with a cold and pure light, giving people an extremely sacred and wise feeling, but it also seemed quite indifferent and without temperature.

  In each eye, a fragment of civilization was reflected, and all of Amon's clones were in sight.

  By transforming himself into an information flow creature, Amon quickly shuttled through different fragments of civilization and destroyed them one by one.

  In this process, the information belonging to Amon was also recorded and analyzed by Renekton bit by bit.

  As the fragments of civilization dimmed piece by piece, soon, only the last bright area was left in the historical picture.

  On the dark ball of thread, all the eyes were staring at Amon, who was incarnated as an information creature and was moving his position quickly. The deep blue and purple brilliance flowed in each eye, outlining a complex and mysterious pattern.

  Amon, who maintained the state of information flow, suddenly stopped moving, and the complex and pure information quickly collapsed inward, reorganizing Amon's body.

  Renekton took back the extraordinary ability that Amon had "stolen" from him.

  Amon was not angry when his stolen extraordinary ability was taken back by the other party. He curled his lips and chuckled,

  "Anyway, there is only one left, but your information ability is really useful."

  In response to Amon's words, there was a sound of rushing water. A dark green and black river water flowed from outside the civilization fragments, covering the entire civilization fragments. Countless transparent souls struggled in the river, pulling each other, trying to get out of the river, but they were always pulled down by the souls behind.

  Amon looked at the mighty river curiously, feeling the strong breath of death that could not be dissolved. He sighed lightly, then raised the monocle at the right eye position, and a pale white light brushed across the surface of the lens.

  The mighty river disappeared in an instant, leaving only the mottled and dim civilization fragments.

  Click!     The monocle that Amon was wearing had two tiny cracks, and the entire lens was covered with a layer of gray water vapor.

  "No wonder I succeeded in 'stealing' so easily."

  Amon sighed in a low voice, took off the monocle, and looked at Renekton who was standing outside the fragments of civilization:

  "What is the name of the river that carried 'death' and went straight to the 'end'? It should not be the 'Eternal Darkness River', but you took advantage of some of their similar characteristics and hid the water from the 'Eternal Darkness River' in it."

  "Yellow Spring." Renekton replied in a low voice.

  He added two drops of water from the 'Eternal Darkness River' to the "Mysterious Reappearance" he just used, which was also the reason why Amon's monocle had cracks.

  Affected by the breath of the "Eternal Darkness River", Amon's "wrong" uniqueness was temporarily unusable, and even because of the close connection with the uniqueness, he himself was also polluted by the "Eternal Darkness River".

  After a few words of communication, the last fragment of civilization collapsed under the influence of the breath of the "Eternal Dark River".

  The historical picture scroll completely dimmed and disappeared into nothingness bit by bit, and the figures of Renekton and Amon reappeared.

  Around them, countless black mists condensed by emotions and desires were surging, and there were also black tentacles like pythons that sprang out from the ground and wriggled wantonly.

  Between the black mist and the tentacles, a purple-red flame giant stood tall, his eyes closed, his expression was very painful and hideous, as if he was trapped in a nightmare that was difficult to wake up, and in a situation that was difficult to control.

  Two new miniature heads grew on both sides of his neck, and there were also several protruding tumors on his shoulder blades and waist, as if new hands and feet were about to grow.

  One after another, complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols were intertwined around him, with him as the center, constantly extending into the void, as if to break the boundary between reality and dreams.

  The first to intervene were the "Dark Side of the Universe" and the "Original Witch". Adam, who has mastered the uniqueness of the "Dreamer", has been able to turn the false into the real to a certain extent. As his thoughts floated, Renekton turned his head to look at Amon on the side, but found that the other party's figure had disappeared.

  "Left?"

  While he was talking to himself, the voice of the genie suddenly came from the wishing lamp in his hand:

  "What deal did you reach with the 'Eternal Dark River'? The two drops of river water just now are not ordinary. The taste of the end of all things is too obvious."

  "Why is it a deal, not cooperation?" Renekton raised his eyebrows and asked back.

  While speaking, his body became ethereal and decomposed into a stream of complex information flows, which continued to spread around.

  During this process, an invisible and transparent storm suddenly took shape, as if it was interwoven by countless "spiritual breaths", which could easily tear the spirit and penetrate the spirit body.

  This sudden storm caused the spirit to suffer a strong interference with the surrounding perception, as if the wind and waves composed of countless sharp blades were hitting and tearing the spiritual barriers of the surrounding creatures one by one.

  The violent wind seemed to come from illusion, but also from reality. The wind was mixed with strong fear, panic and other negative emotions, which made people unconsciously feel lazy and passive.

  Under the influence of this "storm" sweeping out from the spiritual world, Renekton, who had transformed into a pure information creature, could no longer support himself. The huge and pure information continued to collapse, reorganizing his body, and he fell from the air uncontrollably.

  During this process, a dark red light shone on the mechanical glove on his right hand, interweaving a series of majestic symbols, confusing the surrounding "storm" while reducing the impact on him.

  At the moment of contact with the ground, his body suddenly became transparent and illusory, and turned into a pile of bubbles under the impact.

  These bubbles quickly scattered and flew under the influence of the "storm", bursting one by one, and disappeared in a flash.

  Renekton's figure then appeared at the edge of the "storm", and then turned into a bright starlight, flickering and disappearing, and then emerged at the end of the street.

  Repeating several times, he soon left the scope of Berens Port.

  One after another, bright stars floated around him, casting pieces of pure and clear brilliance, calming his spirit and repairing the nearly destroyed mental barrier.

  Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the black fog from the "dark side of the universe" behind him suddenly became crazy, chaotic, and extremely aggressive. It seemed that even the demons could not adapt to this change, and their bodies began to mutate uncontrollably.

  A deep lavender flashed in Renekton's eyes. His gaze penetrated the black fog and saw the situation inside clearly.

  Those demons that were active in the black fog, which evolved from various emotions and desires, fell into their own strong emotions and desires, and their expressions gradually became dazed.  Chapter 600: Siege

  Many demons have deformed reproductive organs. They hug each other in groups, like an exaggerated meat ball, mating in ecstasy until their flesh and blood stick together and grow tree-like branches, without stopping at all.

  In the sky, deep in the thick black fog, there are also branches with strange twists and turns taking shape, which are gradually binding and assimilating the demon monarch hidden in the deepest part.

  Without the entanglement of the demons extending from desire, the tentacles extending from the ground quickly wriggled, entangled and whipped from different directions, and the red angel evil spirit trapped in self-contradiction and division tried to snatch the "conqueror" characteristics from each other.

  As soon as those python-like black tentacles touched the body of the red angel evil spirit, they retreated uncontrollably and returned to the state a few seconds ago.

  This is the "cycle of fate" from Ouroboros!

  With the status of the "Original Witch", even if it cycles once, Her memory will not be lost. The eyes on the tops of the python-like tentacles are all open, staring at the Red Angel's evil spirit from different directions and angles.

  The Red Angel's evil spirit, trapped in self-contradiction and division, was petrified without resistance, and the surface of its body was covered with a layer of gray.

  The "cycle of fate" started again, and the petrified Red Angel's evil spirit recovered.

  The tentacles that stretched out from the ground shifted their targets, some of which were pulled towards Ouroboros, and some rolled towards the Red Angel's evil spirit.

  In the nightmare woven by Adam, the Red Angel's evil spirit's body almost collapsed, and Soran and Einhorn's consciousness became crazy and powerful, as if they wanted to tear the body of the fire giant into three parts, even if the result of doing so was to kill themselves.

  Under Ouroboros' feet, a long silver river slowly took shape, connecting end to end, trapping Medici Soran Einhorn in the middle, starting the cycle of fate, and making him fall into a cycle of self-destruction over and over again, so that he would not really die.

  Deeper in the dream, a brass book appeared in front of Erihog, who was in the form of a giant dragon. The pages of the book turned spontaneously, and an all-seeing eye emerged, scanning the entire scene, as if it could see all the secrets.

  Opposite him, Adam turned into a giant made of pure light, as tall as a mountain. Around them, the dream continued to evolve, and one ancient and powerful creature emerged after another. One natural disaster after another, fighting against each other, sawing.

  In the dream, a little bit of brass light quickly moved around, outlining one mysterious symbol after another, constantly analyzing this dream world.

  In this process, there were constantly glimmers that formed pairs of brass illusory eyes, which could directly see the weak points and create weak points.

  Under the gaze of these eyes, the dream compiled by Adam was not only broken, but also constantly modified. A delicate balance was reached between Him and Erehog. No one could get rid of the other and take away 0-08.

  Renekton sighed and retracted his gaze, looking at the black fog in the sky that was tilted towards the Pas River Valley. His expression did not change much. It was expected that the "dark side of the universe" would be affected by the "mother tree of desire". Even if He was prepared in advance, various accidents would occur when facing Adam, making things develop in an uncontrollable direction.

  While looking at the sky, Renekton's figure instantly became virtual, and it disintegrated bit by bit into a huge and pure information flow, surging away in the direction where Klein and others were besieging Ince Zangwill.

  In the suburbs not too far from the Port of Berens, a strange monster with eight legs and covered with white feathers was wantonly venting its power, pulling the surroundings into the deep night, letting the insects and bacteria in the soil enter eternal sleep, and die bit by bit in their sleep.

  With the extraordinary characteristics of the two paths of "night" and "death", Ince Zangwill's own extraordinary ability has changed, becoming strange and terrifying.

  Rumbling, silver-white lightning fell from the sky, turning into a thunder forest, covering the incomplete mythical creature that Ince Zangwill had transformed into.

  Under the cover of silver-white lightning, a faint blue light silently slid under Ince Zangwill's feet, forming a small "door". Several thighs covered with coarse short hair and white feathers instantly fell into it. As the "door" closed, they were cut off at the root and teleported outside the Thunder Forest.

  Losing four thighs, Ince Zangwill's body instantly lost balance and fell to the ground, drowned by the silver-white lightning that kept falling.

  Outside the Thunder Forest, Renekton appeared here silently. He looked up at the sky. With the breath of gray fog, his eyes penetrated the barrier and looked at Klein above the gray fog.

  With a chuckle and a nod to Klein, Renekton bent down and picked up the classical feather pen that Ince Zangwill was holding tightly in his hand.

  Renekton, who got 0-08, wrote directly on his sleeve:

  "Under the influence of bad luck, the 'mental plague' in Ince Zangwill broke out, and he, who just happened to maintain the incomplete form of a mythical creature, went out of control and lost all his sanity."

  "The bad luck spell that Klein used before contained the will of the 'Goddess of Night'. Under the influence of the same path Sequence 0, Ince Zangwill's state continued to decline. Even if he was out of control, he would still become sleepy and could fall into a deep sleep at any time, dying little by little in the eternal sleep."

  "Based on various coincidences and the influence of fate, this is a very reasonable development!"

  As the last punctuation mark fell, Ince Zangwill, who maintained the incomplete form of a mythical creature, suddenly became confused. Various emotions and thoughts grew in his heart and continued to expand, making it difficult for him to even think normally.

  Above the gray fog, Klein noticed the words written by Renekton in 0-08. He immediately waved the Scepter of Poseidon, causing the surrounding wind sound to split. Half of it became sharp and piercing, as if it could pierce the spirit and hurt the human spirit, and the other half became deep and heavy, like thunder, shocking the mind.

  Ince Zangwill's dark eyes revealed a painful look. On his pointed and long teeth, the translucent faces began to struggle. The natural spirits sealed on his teeth were affected by the wind and looked extremely painful.     The white feathers on his body began to fall off piece by piece, and yellowish oil continued to seep out of them. At the torso where the four legs were cut off, white bones grew out one by one, replacing the original thighs.

  On each of the four newly grown white bones, there was a bird skull, and pale flames were burning in the eye sockets, as if a new consciousness was born inside, originating from the various crazy consciousnesses that Ince Zangwill had split into two.

  Boom! Boom!

  Silver-white electric snakes frequently sprang out. Taking advantage of Ince Zangwill's poor condition, Klein used the Sea God's Scepter to continuously drop lightning above the gray fog.

  The dazzling silver-white made Anderson, Leonard and others unable to open their eyes at all, and they dared not use their naked eyes to find the location of Ince Zangwill, who was showing an incomplete mythical creature form.

  Various emotions and thoughts grew, and Ince Zangwill, who became unable to control himself, was driven by the instinct of survival. He dragged his body full of charred marks and dodged the lightning strike in an extremely uncoordinated manner. His crazy instinct made him want to kill the weak insects around him who dared to besiege him.

  "Die! Die! Die!"

  He kept whispering intermittently from his lips full of sharp fangs, which were closer to the wolf. It was similar to the "language of the dead" of the "necromancer", but with the madness and pollution of incomplete mythical creatures.

  This sound could directly bypass the protection of the flesh and blood body and directly reverberate in the spirit body, making it difficult to be blocked.

  Anderson and Daley covered their heads with their hands at the same time, half-knelt on the ground in pain, and their exposed skin gradually became pale, and age spots appeared, revealing the signs of aging and death.

  Leonard looked at Daley and Anderson in confusion. He suddenly couldn't hear anything, as if he had entered a silent world.

  "Don't stand there, I've stolen your hearing. Go and stab the scissors in your hand into Ince Zangwill's body. With his current luck, he only needs one move to trigger the special function on the scissors."

  Pales' voice suddenly echoed in Leonard's mind.

  After a brief pause, Leonard immediately came to his senses and whispered to himself:

  "I can't confirm his location. He maintains an incomplete form of a mythical creature."

  "Old man, what can you do?"

  "Old man, old man?"

  Leonard's tone gradually became anxious, but Pales did not respond to him.

  Renekton, who was watching not far away, found Amon's trace again. He had not left Port Berens yet!

  Renekton's body became ethereal again, decomposing into streams of information, rushing towards the place where Amon appeared.

  At the northernmost dock of Port Berens, a group of colors spread silently, as if an invisible brush was outlining the colors, depicting Amon's figure.

  In his right hand, he held a monocle with several cracks, but the layer of water vapor on it had disappeared.

  He put the broken monocle back on his right eye, looked up at the dark night sky, and said in a deep voice:

  "Night."

  The complex and pure information flow reconstructed Renekton's body. He stood a few dozen meters away and looked at Amon thoughtfully and said:

  "Night? It turns out that you didn't go back to repair your glasses, but were locked up in a small dark room by the night!"

  Amon glanced at Renekton and sneered:

  "Thanks to the two drops of water from the 'Eternal Darkness River' you gave me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get rid of the secret world created by the night so easily."

  While the two were talking, the "dark side of the universe" that was wantonly releasing its influence and polluting the surroundings stopped.