The road condensed in dusk seemed to be unable to carry anything, but after Amon and Klein fell on it separately, they did not continue to fall, as if they were walking on the earth.
This time, Amon did not steal the distance, and took Klein step by step to approach the magnificent Giant Royal Court projection, watching from time to time, enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Walking above the sea of clouds, stepping on the long bridge at dusk, and looking at the Mythical Palace in the distance, it should have been a happy and refreshing thing, but Klein seemed to be walking into the abyss step by step, and the more he struggled, the deeper he fell.
Once he entered the land of God's abandonment, many of the things he relies on would be useless.
Not long after, Amon and Klein arrived at the Giant Court projection and stood in front of the tallest building.
The building is a spire on one side and a circular tower on the other side. The main entrance is more than ten meters. It is mainly gray-blue and covered with symbols, logos and patterns symmetrical to each other. It is the residence of the Giant King, the place where the Dark Angel Saslier sleeps.
Klein glanced at the dark hole on the left side of the door, which roughly confirmed that the door in the dream could be opened without a key, otherwise the previous real Creator believers would not be able to pass it. After all, at that time, the correct key was in the collection room of General Iceberg.
Next, just by pushing open this door, we can enter the ‘land of God’, but in this way, we will definitely be watched.Amon smiled, walked a few steps a little, and came to the edge of the door. We didn't open the door, but went straight to it.
While speaking, the angel Shi raised his hand and put down his single-chip glasses.
A dark blue, unrealistic illusory door appeared in the corner of the gray-blue door.
The ‘opening door’ of ‘apprentice’ is a very low-level ability, but it’s just right to use it here.Amon put down his right hand and introduced it with satisfaction.
He then took two steps and passed the illusory gate.
Well, there is no useless extraordinary ability, only useless extraordinary person...who will be watched by pushing open the door directly...who will be watched by?
The real creator?
His sanctuary, His kingdom of God, should be somewhere in the land of God's abandonment... If he could bring Him and make a conflict with Amon, I might find a chance to escape... Crane could not control her body and followed Amon and stepped into the slightly vague blue door.
As soon as he passed, he immediately felt dizzy, and even his spirituality seemed to be tearing apart.
When the abnormality disappeared and his condition returned, Klein found himself on a beach shining with dusk.
The gravel and stones here are all black, and the deep blue waves are coming from afar, hitting the edge layer by layer, but not making the sound of tide that should have been.
They are quiet, like a grand illusion show.
This sea is illusory... If you come in, you will appear here, and leaving is probably not... According to the principle of equivalence, if you want to leave, you can only open the sleeping Dark Angel Sasslier's Giant King's residence?
Crane suddenly turned her head passively and looked in another direction, where there was a mountain bathed in dusk, with countless palaces, countless towers and majestic city walls solidified on it.
This is the Giant Royal Court in myths and legends.
Even if Silver City can find the road to the seaside, it doesn't make any sense... Klein discovered from the corner of his eye that Amon had changed his image.
He wore a black classical robe and a spire hat of the same color, and changed from a gentleman of the current era to an ancient magician from the Quaternary and even the Third Age.
Klein's heart moved and continued to look at the Giant Royal Court not far away, saying casually:
The "Dark Angel" Saslier was asleep in the palace of the Giant King.
Amon stood side by side with him, looking in the same direction, and spoke without any change in expression:
I know.
I have been to the ‘Giant Court’ and visited the tomb of Olmeer’s parents.
Sure enough... Crane's guess was finally confirmed.
He thought about it and said:
What answers are you looking for?
You can guess.Amon still looked at the Giant Royal Court and smiled.
If I have a idea, I don't need to ask you... Klein thought for a few seconds and said:
Some secrets of the first century?
That's right.Amon replied not too much.
...Kline hesitated for a while and then said:
Are you not curious about the state of the Dark Angel Saslier?
curious.Amon said with a smile, but there are many more people who are more interested than me, my paranoid brothers, the 'hanged man', the dragon of betrayal, and the night, the storm, and the pure white. I just want to see who can't help it first. Haha, if they can steal everything inside at a critical moment, their expressions must be interesting.
This idea... is to do such a big thing purely to make trouble and to gain some pleasure?Klein frowned slightly and found that Amon's worldview, outlook on life and values were different from that of humans.
This is a natural mythical creature... It is completely different from humans... Hey, why can I frown on my own... As soon as Klein realized something seemed to be missing in his body.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Amon, the blasphemer next to him.
Amon had a twelve links of translucent Time worm in his hand, staring at Klein's eyes with a smile, and said with some expectation:
Since you have arrived at the ‘land of abandonment’ and you don’t need to worry about external interference anymore, I will give you a chance:
I will no longer ‘parasitic’ you until I arrive at my real destination. You can try to escape with every means you think of, and I will do my best to stop it.
Good luck and don't let me down.
...Kline couldn't believe the other party's words for a moment, and suspected that Amon was deceiving him.
But thinking of the other party's performance, he felt that this was something Amon could really do.
good.As his thoughts turned, Klein took a deep breath and responded solemnly in the orange dusk light.
…………
Beckland, the Parliament is located.
Because King George III suddenly self-destructed, all the nobles and members of the parliament were not allowed to return to their respective homes, but were concentrated here to receive heavy protection from the three major churches and the military.
Audrey in a pure black dress stood behind the railing on the second floor and stared quietly below.
Because things happened too suddenly and lacked signs, although she had received certain reminders from World German Sparrow, she still felt that it was not real enough and particularly illusory.
She seemed to be out of reality and was watching a dramatic performance:
Her father, brother, and other nobles and congressmen gathered in groups in different small rooms, and from time to time, one of them walked out, rushing to other circles of discussion with smoke and gentlemanly dressed;
The ladies and ladies sat in the lounge, and most of them had not yet come to their senses, their eyes were dull and trembling slightly;
The staff of the parliament and the middle and lower levels of the military are rushing back and forth between inside and outside, conveying the information sent back from different places;
A gatekeeper with a red top and white trousers came in from outside and handed a stack of paper to the officer in charge of the hall. The officer glanced at him and immediately called the deputy, pointing to the small room where Count Hall and the others were. The deputy took the information and trotted to the destination.
All this happened in a very quiet environment, with only the sound of steps and the whispers that seemed to be invisible, like a realistic giant oil painting. The gorgeous arrangement, dark colors, dizzy light and the expressions on everyone's faces jointly created an extremely depressing atmosphere.
Audrey pursed her lips slightly, looked at her for a while, and her mood was always at a low point, and she only maintained her calmness by comforting her.
Why did Mr. ‘World’ deal with the king…
The death of the king will inevitably bring about deep hatred...
No matter how many times the king actually has, because he has never shown it, it does not affect the overall strength of the kingdom, but such an incident is enough to show one thing, that is, the three major churches, royal families, and military divisions have split, and the internal strife is quite serious...
The next situation of Roon will be very dangerous, and the enemy will definitely not miss this opportunity... Audrey's thoughts fluctuated and saw a man wearing a black tweed coat rushing into the building where the parliament was located.
He lowered his voice and communicated with the officer in charge of the hall.
As a senior audience member who can observe subtle expressions and body movements, lips are undoubtedly Audrey's strengths. While she looked, she interpreted the corresponding content:
Intis gathered a large number of troops there on the excuse of the border disputes in the Hornaches Mountains.
Audrey bit her lips lightly and then there was a familiar sense of withdrawal, as if she saw the content described in a novel being staged one by one in the real world.
…………
The gray sinking in the sky seemed to be getting thicker, and no one spoke for a long time in the house where Moretti's house was located.
Benson stood behind the convex window with a serious expression, looking at the pedestrians passing by outside, wondering what they were thinking.
Melissa sat on the sofa next to the coffee table, lowered her head, and looked at the simple machinery she made, as if she had turned into a statue.
Huh, the situation is even more chaotic.Benson let out a sigh, touched his hairline, turned around and smiled reluctantly, "No matter what, Beckland is definitely safer than most places."
Melissa said without looking up, her voice said with a little ethereal feeling:
Klein found a good job, and our lives gradually improved, but as a result, an accident took him away...
We moved out of Tingen, you got the desired position of government employee, I entered the university, started moving on the right path, and as a result, the war broke out...
We finally adapted to this environment and prayed that the war would end soon, but the king was killed by the bombing...
Speaking of this, Melissa slowly raised her head and looked at her brother with a confused look and said:
Is Benson just a better life than before, so hard to obtain and maintain?
This time, Amon did not steal the distance, and took Klein step by step to approach the magnificent Giant Royal Court projection, watching from time to time, enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Walking above the sea of clouds, stepping on the long bridge at dusk, and looking at the Mythical Palace in the distance, it should have been a happy and refreshing thing, but Klein seemed to be walking into the abyss step by step, and the more he struggled, the deeper he fell.
Once he entered the land of God's abandonment, many of the things he relies on would be useless.
Not long after, Amon and Klein arrived at the Giant Court projection and stood in front of the tallest building.
The building is a spire on one side and a circular tower on the other side. The main entrance is more than ten meters. It is mainly gray-blue and covered with symbols, logos and patterns symmetrical to each other. It is the residence of the Giant King, the place where the Dark Angel Saslier sleeps.
Klein glanced at the dark hole on the left side of the door, which roughly confirmed that the door in the dream could be opened without a key, otherwise the previous real Creator believers would not be able to pass it. After all, at that time, the correct key was in the collection room of General Iceberg.
Next, just by pushing open this door, we can enter the ‘land of God’, but in this way, we will definitely be watched.Amon smiled, walked a few steps a little, and came to the edge of the door. We didn't open the door, but went straight to it.
While speaking, the angel Shi raised his hand and put down his single-chip glasses.
A dark blue, unrealistic illusory door appeared in the corner of the gray-blue door.
The ‘opening door’ of ‘apprentice’ is a very low-level ability, but it’s just right to use it here.Amon put down his right hand and introduced it with satisfaction.
He then took two steps and passed the illusory gate.
Well, there is no useless extraordinary ability, only useless extraordinary person...who will be watched by pushing open the door directly...who will be watched by?
The real creator?
His sanctuary, His kingdom of God, should be somewhere in the land of God's abandonment... If he could bring Him and make a conflict with Amon, I might find a chance to escape... Crane could not control her body and followed Amon and stepped into the slightly vague blue door.
As soon as he passed, he immediately felt dizzy, and even his spirituality seemed to be tearing apart.
When the abnormality disappeared and his condition returned, Klein found himself on a beach shining with dusk.
The gravel and stones here are all black, and the deep blue waves are coming from afar, hitting the edge layer by layer, but not making the sound of tide that should have been.
They are quiet, like a grand illusion show.
This sea is illusory... If you come in, you will appear here, and leaving is probably not... According to the principle of equivalence, if you want to leave, you can only open the sleeping Dark Angel Sasslier's Giant King's residence?
Crane suddenly turned her head passively and looked in another direction, where there was a mountain bathed in dusk, with countless palaces, countless towers and majestic city walls solidified on it.
This is the Giant Royal Court in myths and legends.
Even if Silver City can find the road to the seaside, it doesn't make any sense... Klein discovered from the corner of his eye that Amon had changed his image.
He wore a black classical robe and a spire hat of the same color, and changed from a gentleman of the current era to an ancient magician from the Quaternary and even the Third Age.
Klein's heart moved and continued to look at the Giant Royal Court not far away, saying casually:
The "Dark Angel" Saslier was asleep in the palace of the Giant King.
Amon stood side by side with him, looking in the same direction, and spoke without any change in expression:
I know.
I have been to the ‘Giant Court’ and visited the tomb of Olmeer’s parents.
Sure enough... Crane's guess was finally confirmed.
He thought about it and said:
What answers are you looking for?
You can guess.Amon still looked at the Giant Royal Court and smiled.
If I have a idea, I don't need to ask you... Klein thought for a few seconds and said:
Some secrets of the first century?
That's right.Amon replied not too much.
...Kline hesitated for a while and then said:
Are you not curious about the state of the Dark Angel Saslier?
curious.Amon said with a smile, but there are many more people who are more interested than me, my paranoid brothers, the 'hanged man', the dragon of betrayal, and the night, the storm, and the pure white. I just want to see who can't help it first. Haha, if they can steal everything inside at a critical moment, their expressions must be interesting.
This idea... is to do such a big thing purely to make trouble and to gain some pleasure?Klein frowned slightly and found that Amon's worldview, outlook on life and values were different from that of humans.
This is a natural mythical creature... It is completely different from humans... Hey, why can I frown on my own... As soon as Klein realized something seemed to be missing in his body.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Amon, the blasphemer next to him.
Amon had a twelve links of translucent Time worm in his hand, staring at Klein's eyes with a smile, and said with some expectation:
Since you have arrived at the ‘land of abandonment’ and you don’t need to worry about external interference anymore, I will give you a chance:
I will no longer ‘parasitic’ you until I arrive at my real destination. You can try to escape with every means you think of, and I will do my best to stop it.
Good luck and don't let me down.
...Kline couldn't believe the other party's words for a moment, and suspected that Amon was deceiving him.
But thinking of the other party's performance, he felt that this was something Amon could really do.
good.As his thoughts turned, Klein took a deep breath and responded solemnly in the orange dusk light.
…………
Beckland, the Parliament is located.
Because King George III suddenly self-destructed, all the nobles and members of the parliament were not allowed to return to their respective homes, but were concentrated here to receive heavy protection from the three major churches and the military.
Audrey in a pure black dress stood behind the railing on the second floor and stared quietly below.
Because things happened too suddenly and lacked signs, although she had received certain reminders from World German Sparrow, she still felt that it was not real enough and particularly illusory.
She seemed to be out of reality and was watching a dramatic performance:
Her father, brother, and other nobles and congressmen gathered in groups in different small rooms, and from time to time, one of them walked out, rushing to other circles of discussion with smoke and gentlemanly dressed;
The ladies and ladies sat in the lounge, and most of them had not yet come to their senses, their eyes were dull and trembling slightly;
The staff of the parliament and the middle and lower levels of the military are rushing back and forth between inside and outside, conveying the information sent back from different places;
A gatekeeper with a red top and white trousers came in from outside and handed a stack of paper to the officer in charge of the hall. The officer glanced at him and immediately called the deputy, pointing to the small room where Count Hall and the others were. The deputy took the information and trotted to the destination.
All this happened in a very quiet environment, with only the sound of steps and the whispers that seemed to be invisible, like a realistic giant oil painting. The gorgeous arrangement, dark colors, dizzy light and the expressions on everyone's faces jointly created an extremely depressing atmosphere.
Audrey pursed her lips slightly, looked at her for a while, and her mood was always at a low point, and she only maintained her calmness by comforting her.
Why did Mr. ‘World’ deal with the king…
The death of the king will inevitably bring about deep hatred...
No matter how many times the king actually has, because he has never shown it, it does not affect the overall strength of the kingdom, but such an incident is enough to show one thing, that is, the three major churches, royal families, and military divisions have split, and the internal strife is quite serious...
The next situation of Roon will be very dangerous, and the enemy will definitely not miss this opportunity... Audrey's thoughts fluctuated and saw a man wearing a black tweed coat rushing into the building where the parliament was located.
He lowered his voice and communicated with the officer in charge of the hall.
As a senior audience member who can observe subtle expressions and body movements, lips are undoubtedly Audrey's strengths. While she looked, she interpreted the corresponding content:
Intis gathered a large number of troops there on the excuse of the border disputes in the Hornaches Mountains.
Audrey bit her lips lightly and then there was a familiar sense of withdrawal, as if she saw the content described in a novel being staged one by one in the real world.
…………
The gray sinking in the sky seemed to be getting thicker, and no one spoke for a long time in the house where Moretti's house was located.
Benson stood behind the convex window with a serious expression, looking at the pedestrians passing by outside, wondering what they were thinking.
Melissa sat on the sofa next to the coffee table, lowered her head, and looked at the simple machinery she made, as if she had turned into a statue.
Huh, the situation is even more chaotic.Benson let out a sigh, touched his hairline, turned around and smiled reluctantly, "No matter what, Beckland is definitely safer than most places."
Melissa said without looking up, her voice said with a little ethereal feeling:
Klein found a good job, and our lives gradually improved, but as a result, an accident took him away...
We moved out of Tingen, you got the desired position of government employee, I entered the university, started moving on the right path, and as a result, the war broke out...
We finally adapted to this environment and prayed that the war would end soon, but the king was killed by the bombing...
Speaking of this, Melissa slowly raised her head and looked at her brother with a confused look and said:
Is Benson just a better life than before, so hard to obtain and maintain?
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