When she entered the Mausoleum of the Black Emperor, Bernardy vaguely saw a black shadow, but after she got out of the torrent of information and reorganized her body with complex and pure knowledge, she felt nothing, as if she had just experienced illusions.
The mysterious queen did not rush to go deep into the mausoleum, stayed in place, and carefully looked at the surrounding situation.
Without using the ability to peek at the secret, everything here is clearly presented to her:
The interior of the Black Emperor's mausoleum was empty, with nothing but the dark walls and the central high platform.
On the platform, there is a seat prepared for the giant. It looks like iron, with complex and twisted strange patterns engraved on the surface, and the top of the backrest extends the shape of a crown.
At this time, there was no figure on this heavy and huge seat, as if waiting for its emperor to return.
Bernadai was about to take a tentative step and approach the platform, but suddenly he found that his body was completely unable to move, as if he was firmly bound to the spot by invisible shackles.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of illusory and sacred white wings naturally unfolded behind her, as if she was passively fighting against something.
The next second, on the pair of angel wings, white feathers fell one after another, and deformed, thin, furry limbs grew in the air, and the gaps created by the stacking of feathers opened one after another, as if they had become countless eyes.
The distorted feathers then made a crisp laugh, allowing the giggling sound to echo inside the mausoleum.
They all came alive and turned into miniature feathers.
This reminded Bernadai suddenly of some fairy tales his father told, where there were always elves that were no more than their thumb-sized appearances.
As the thought flashed, Bernadai felt his right eye itch.
The eyelashes of that eye grew rapidly, turning into tiny arms, which were supported on her face, trying hard to pull out the eyeballs.
I saw it!I saw it!The blood vessels in Bernadai's right eye were prominent, and he made a childish and brisk sound, as if he had gained his own intelligence and consciousness.
This is also a kind of new life.
Almost at the same time, Bernady's left ear drooped, covering the ear canal.
I don't want to listen!I don't want to listen!The ear shouted loudly in a slightly sharp voice.
If you don't use spiritual perception, Bernadai would definitely think that there was a little girl around him, covering her ears and stomping her feet.
Without giving her any room for buffering, the sage forehead in the center of her forehead took the initiative to leave her body and floated into the air.
The vertical eyes inlaid with diamonds flashed countless cold lights in an instant, as if one narrowed eyes grew.
And Bernady's figure was reflected in every eye.
The Sage Edge also gained a certain living characteristic.
Just as this level 0 seal was about to wake up and had some impact on the target, a pale, slender and illusory palm stretched over and grabbed it.
The wise man's living characteristics quickly dissipated, as if he had entered the end of his life.
The cold and pale palm that obviously belonged to Bernadie came from behind, and at some point a figure with only the upper body appeared.
The figure grew out of Bernadai's back, and the overall figure was nearly transparent and quite illusory.
She was wearing the same clothes as Bernady and the same feather-in-fitting triangle hat. Her eyes were blue like a projection of the sea, as if she was Bernady herself, and part of the spirit that had penetrated her body.
However, Bernady's half-body phantom was wearing a pale mask with a twinkle metallic luster.
The mask only has holes in its eyes, and there are no gaps in the rest, making Bernardé's phantom appear extremely cold and noble, but lacks the breath of a living person.
This is the third and last level 0 seal she owns. It is an item made by Emperor Rossell after returning from the Southern Continent in his later years. It is called Pale Death.
Its negative effect is to make the wearer die little by little until it becomes a corpse and becomes its slave.
At this time, Bernadai took advantage of this to suppress abnormal activation in the body.
It was when this half-body phantom appeared that her right eye became quiet, and the eyelashes that had become thicker and longer became arms withered and fell off one by one.
Her ears also stopped making noises, and slowly opened, returning to normal.
Without such suppression, Bernadai's facial features, arms and legs would break with her one after another and go to freedom.
After initially stabilizing his physical condition, Bernadai tentatively stepped forward, but he still could not make any moves and could only drive the half-body spirit.
After thinking about it, she asked the spirit body behind her to take out a ritual silver dagger from her clothes pocket, leaned down, and drew a circle in the middle of the boot on the right.
In the stinging sound, the leather boot quickly became half short.
Immediately afterwards, Bernady used his half-body spirit to tear the pants on his left knee to pieces, cut off one corner of his coat and shirt, and pulled out a few feathers on one side of the triangle cap.
Such an attempt seems to have nothing to do with extraordinary things, just like a willful and rebellious girl who wants to dress up differently from her normal aesthetic.
However, as Bernadai completed this series of movements and walked forward cautiously, her body could really move, no longer feeling bound to the spot.
The invisible suppression disappeared, and the Black Emperor's Mausoleum seemed to have accepted such Bernardy.
Who would have thought that the means to deal with such abnormalities can be done by ordinary people.
Moreover, Bernadai suspected that the more he used his extraordinary ability to fight, the more he was affected.
This is because she just felt like she was facing an invisible god. Only by pleasing the other party's aesthetic can she be forgiven, otherwise she could only rely on the authority at the 0th level of sequence to bypass it.
In addition, it is lucky enough that Bernadai was not only a knowledgeable occultist, but also had a very deep understanding of the Black Emperor's path, knowing what authority in this field roughly contains, and understanding that it represents the shadow of order and a distortion of normal order.
So Bernadai started with her own clothes and initially distorted the normal order on her body, and then she was recognized and accepted by the invisible god.
Well, in the events related to mysticism, knowledge and ideas are sometimes more useful than abilities... In the situation just now, any resistance will be regarded as a provocation to the internal order of the mausoleum, which will cause unpredictable and absolutely terrifying changes. Once the crux of the problem is found, the negative impact can be simply resolved... Klein on the gray fog nodded gently and learned a lot from the Mysterious Queen.
Although he has already been one sequence higher than the other party, he is even the King of Angels in the Source Castle and has experienced many major events, he has grown too fast and still lacks in many details. Now he can make up for it through this observation.
After taking a step, Bernadai began to follow his spiritual intuition and walk towards the high platform in the center and towards the huge unmanned seat on the platform.
One step, two steps, three steps, suddenly, a breeze blew from the back of her neck.
The wind was gloomy and cold, which made Bernadai's body numb.
At this moment, she seemed to feel a black shadow appearing behind her.
Silently, the long maroon hair on the back of her head separated by itself, revealing her eyes growing on the scalp.
That is near transparent, indifferent, ruthless eyes without eyelashes.
A glimpse of the secret eye!
The eyes turned slightly, and saw the shadow-like curtain in the mysterious world appearing obviously distorted inside the mausoleum.
However, it did not find the black shadow, nor did it find the source of the cold wind just now.
Just as Bernadai tried to close the eyes of secrets to reduce the possibility of an accident, the gloomy and cold breeze suddenly blew in her mind.
Her thoughts became active one after another, and became increasingly uncontrollable, and were developing in a direction that she could not think.
This seems to be a trend, an irreversible, rapidly chaotic trend.
Without hesitation, grasping the few seconds that could still be thoughtful, Bernadai asked the half-body spirit behind him to take off the pale mask.
Then she put the pale death mask directly on her face, and the half-body spirit retracted into her body and merged into one with her.
From this second, Bernadai's thoughts will gradually die with her body, but her thoughts are uncontrollably active and become a little confused.
These two contradictory states cancel each other out, forming a fragile and delicate balance that helps Bernady regain his ability to think.
For Bernadai, its negative effects are more useful at this moment than the extraordinary effect of Pale Death itself.
Maintaining that balance, Bernadai took a few more steps forward.
During this process, she always felt a black shadow wandering around her, but she couldn't find it.
After thinking for several seconds, Bernady's blue eyes once again became deep and lost their focus.
She is trying to predict the consequences of a certain choice.
Soon, the corresponding picture appeared in front of her:
She once again turned into a pure and complicated torrent of information, so as to bypass the obstacles and head to the central high platform.
However, as soon as it approached, the torrent of information suddenly collapsed and lost order. Based on different cores, it was reorganized for several Bernadais, including the little girl in a cake skirt, the tall girl, the girl full of melancholy and puzzled, the lady with distorted expressions and pain, and the queen of perseverance who became calm.
The prophecy scene was fleeting, and Bernadai's eyes suddenly returned to focal length.
At this time, she saw the black shadow.
It stood in front of her, no more than one fist away from her!
The face made of pure shadow completely occupied her vision.
The mysterious queen did not rush to go deep into the mausoleum, stayed in place, and carefully looked at the surrounding situation.
Without using the ability to peek at the secret, everything here is clearly presented to her:
The interior of the Black Emperor's mausoleum was empty, with nothing but the dark walls and the central high platform.
On the platform, there is a seat prepared for the giant. It looks like iron, with complex and twisted strange patterns engraved on the surface, and the top of the backrest extends the shape of a crown.
At this time, there was no figure on this heavy and huge seat, as if waiting for its emperor to return.
Bernadai was about to take a tentative step and approach the platform, but suddenly he found that his body was completely unable to move, as if he was firmly bound to the spot by invisible shackles.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of illusory and sacred white wings naturally unfolded behind her, as if she was passively fighting against something.
The next second, on the pair of angel wings, white feathers fell one after another, and deformed, thin, furry limbs grew in the air, and the gaps created by the stacking of feathers opened one after another, as if they had become countless eyes.
The distorted feathers then made a crisp laugh, allowing the giggling sound to echo inside the mausoleum.
They all came alive and turned into miniature feathers.
This reminded Bernadai suddenly of some fairy tales his father told, where there were always elves that were no more than their thumb-sized appearances.
As the thought flashed, Bernadai felt his right eye itch.
The eyelashes of that eye grew rapidly, turning into tiny arms, which were supported on her face, trying hard to pull out the eyeballs.
I saw it!I saw it!The blood vessels in Bernadai's right eye were prominent, and he made a childish and brisk sound, as if he had gained his own intelligence and consciousness.
This is also a kind of new life.
Almost at the same time, Bernady's left ear drooped, covering the ear canal.
I don't want to listen!I don't want to listen!The ear shouted loudly in a slightly sharp voice.
If you don't use spiritual perception, Bernadai would definitely think that there was a little girl around him, covering her ears and stomping her feet.
Without giving her any room for buffering, the sage forehead in the center of her forehead took the initiative to leave her body and floated into the air.
The vertical eyes inlaid with diamonds flashed countless cold lights in an instant, as if one narrowed eyes grew.
And Bernady's figure was reflected in every eye.
The Sage Edge also gained a certain living characteristic.
Just as this level 0 seal was about to wake up and had some impact on the target, a pale, slender and illusory palm stretched over and grabbed it.
The wise man's living characteristics quickly dissipated, as if he had entered the end of his life.
The cold and pale palm that obviously belonged to Bernadie came from behind, and at some point a figure with only the upper body appeared.
The figure grew out of Bernadai's back, and the overall figure was nearly transparent and quite illusory.
She was wearing the same clothes as Bernady and the same feather-in-fitting triangle hat. Her eyes were blue like a projection of the sea, as if she was Bernady herself, and part of the spirit that had penetrated her body.
However, Bernady's half-body phantom was wearing a pale mask with a twinkle metallic luster.
The mask only has holes in its eyes, and there are no gaps in the rest, making Bernardé's phantom appear extremely cold and noble, but lacks the breath of a living person.
This is the third and last level 0 seal she owns. It is an item made by Emperor Rossell after returning from the Southern Continent in his later years. It is called Pale Death.
Its negative effect is to make the wearer die little by little until it becomes a corpse and becomes its slave.
At this time, Bernadai took advantage of this to suppress abnormal activation in the body.
It was when this half-body phantom appeared that her right eye became quiet, and the eyelashes that had become thicker and longer became arms withered and fell off one by one.
Her ears also stopped making noises, and slowly opened, returning to normal.
Without such suppression, Bernadai's facial features, arms and legs would break with her one after another and go to freedom.
After initially stabilizing his physical condition, Bernadai tentatively stepped forward, but he still could not make any moves and could only drive the half-body spirit.
After thinking about it, she asked the spirit body behind her to take out a ritual silver dagger from her clothes pocket, leaned down, and drew a circle in the middle of the boot on the right.
In the stinging sound, the leather boot quickly became half short.
Immediately afterwards, Bernady used his half-body spirit to tear the pants on his left knee to pieces, cut off one corner of his coat and shirt, and pulled out a few feathers on one side of the triangle cap.
Such an attempt seems to have nothing to do with extraordinary things, just like a willful and rebellious girl who wants to dress up differently from her normal aesthetic.
However, as Bernadai completed this series of movements and walked forward cautiously, her body could really move, no longer feeling bound to the spot.
The invisible suppression disappeared, and the Black Emperor's Mausoleum seemed to have accepted such Bernardy.
Who would have thought that the means to deal with such abnormalities can be done by ordinary people.
Moreover, Bernadai suspected that the more he used his extraordinary ability to fight, the more he was affected.
This is because she just felt like she was facing an invisible god. Only by pleasing the other party's aesthetic can she be forgiven, otherwise she could only rely on the authority at the 0th level of sequence to bypass it.
In addition, it is lucky enough that Bernadai was not only a knowledgeable occultist, but also had a very deep understanding of the Black Emperor's path, knowing what authority in this field roughly contains, and understanding that it represents the shadow of order and a distortion of normal order.
So Bernadai started with her own clothes and initially distorted the normal order on her body, and then she was recognized and accepted by the invisible god.
Well, in the events related to mysticism, knowledge and ideas are sometimes more useful than abilities... In the situation just now, any resistance will be regarded as a provocation to the internal order of the mausoleum, which will cause unpredictable and absolutely terrifying changes. Once the crux of the problem is found, the negative impact can be simply resolved... Klein on the gray fog nodded gently and learned a lot from the Mysterious Queen.
Although he has already been one sequence higher than the other party, he is even the King of Angels in the Source Castle and has experienced many major events, he has grown too fast and still lacks in many details. Now he can make up for it through this observation.
After taking a step, Bernadai began to follow his spiritual intuition and walk towards the high platform in the center and towards the huge unmanned seat on the platform.
One step, two steps, three steps, suddenly, a breeze blew from the back of her neck.
The wind was gloomy and cold, which made Bernadai's body numb.
At this moment, she seemed to feel a black shadow appearing behind her.
Silently, the long maroon hair on the back of her head separated by itself, revealing her eyes growing on the scalp.
That is near transparent, indifferent, ruthless eyes without eyelashes.
A glimpse of the secret eye!
The eyes turned slightly, and saw the shadow-like curtain in the mysterious world appearing obviously distorted inside the mausoleum.
However, it did not find the black shadow, nor did it find the source of the cold wind just now.
Just as Bernadai tried to close the eyes of secrets to reduce the possibility of an accident, the gloomy and cold breeze suddenly blew in her mind.
Her thoughts became active one after another, and became increasingly uncontrollable, and were developing in a direction that she could not think.
This seems to be a trend, an irreversible, rapidly chaotic trend.
Without hesitation, grasping the few seconds that could still be thoughtful, Bernadai asked the half-body spirit behind him to take off the pale mask.
Then she put the pale death mask directly on her face, and the half-body spirit retracted into her body and merged into one with her.
From this second, Bernadai's thoughts will gradually die with her body, but her thoughts are uncontrollably active and become a little confused.
These two contradictory states cancel each other out, forming a fragile and delicate balance that helps Bernady regain his ability to think.
For Bernadai, its negative effects are more useful at this moment than the extraordinary effect of Pale Death itself.
Maintaining that balance, Bernadai took a few more steps forward.
During this process, she always felt a black shadow wandering around her, but she couldn't find it.
After thinking for several seconds, Bernady's blue eyes once again became deep and lost their focus.
She is trying to predict the consequences of a certain choice.
Soon, the corresponding picture appeared in front of her:
She once again turned into a pure and complicated torrent of information, so as to bypass the obstacles and head to the central high platform.
However, as soon as it approached, the torrent of information suddenly collapsed and lost order. Based on different cores, it was reorganized for several Bernadais, including the little girl in a cake skirt, the tall girl, the girl full of melancholy and puzzled, the lady with distorted expressions and pain, and the queen of perseverance who became calm.
The prophecy scene was fleeting, and Bernadai's eyes suddenly returned to focal length.
At this time, she saw the black shadow.
It stood in front of her, no more than one fist away from her!
The face made of pure shadow completely occupied her vision.
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