Law of the Devil

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Chapter 657 [Party Under the Abyss]

The winding steps go all the way down in a spiral, but the steps seem to be completely suspended without any support.

Since walking into the White Tower, it's like going into another space: under your feet, it's like endless steps, all the way down, all the way to hell. Around, there is a black void, and the only difference is that there are countless stars glittering in this black void.

When Dewey first walked in, it was like an illusion that she was walking in the star sea of the universe.

“Someone came in before us. Aren't you in a hurry?” After a walk, Dewey couldn't bear to ask old Chris. The guy looked indifferent and came in silent all the way in, not much to talk about.

“No rush. ”

And Dewey asked, "Is there anything else to protect where the Devil left off? ”

“Mmm.”

“Shall we go faster? ”

“Mmm.”

“Do you... have a problem? ”

“Mmm.”

Dewey finally sighed and old Chris behaved strangely, making him a little suspicious.

Finally, after another period of silence, Old Chris finally said something: “Be careful and try to stay on the steps and don't let yourself fall off the steps. ”

“… why?” Dewey immediately asked.

“Here.” Chris lifted his eyelids as if, “See this space? This is the magic of the Demon Nation: The Endless Abyss! We walk in this endless abyss right now, and here, if you fall outside, the spell here can seal all your magic, and then you'll drift further into this space, and you'll never come back. ”

Old Chris's mouth finally revealed his iconic vicious cunning smile: “It's not easy to wait for death to hang in this vast void. ”

Dewey's scalp is numb for a moment.

He knew in his heart that this was a magical space —— because it was so far away, if it was still in Tidu, it would have been deep underground, and he knew that the underground maze of the White Tower was supposed to be.

“Do you… have anything to say to me?” Dewey asked again slowly.

Chris bowed his head for a few steps and kept walking and said, “What do you want to know? ”

“White Tower.” Dewey grabbed the key: “Why is this entrance the White Tower? ”

Chris smiled and glanced at Dewey: “The White Tower was built by Aragon... and the man who made Aragon build the White Tower... it was me. ”

After a pause, he continued to explain: "The Divine Nation worships the Sun and uses it as a totem. The magic of the Divine Nation is also based on the rays of the sun as a source of magic. To some extent, the spells of what is now known as the Light System of the Light Church of Humanity were actually stolen by the Goddess of Humanity from Lord Demon God. ”

Dewey was somewhat surprised, but heard Chris continue: “Lord Demon God left that mysterious place behind. The secret to do is based on the Sun spell of the Divine Nation, only to reverse it. In normal times, there is the sun, and the entrance left by Lord Demon God will be hidden, using the sun as the source of power. And when the sun disappears, the magic of the entrance loses its cover of sunlight and is exposed. ”

Dewey thought about it and frowned: “But I've seen the records in the star gallery. For thousands of years, there have been few, but always a few, solar eclipses on the continent. Those times before, it doesn't seem..."

When Dewey said this, he suddenly saw a strange smile flashing around the corner of old Chris's mouth...

He's suddenly snowing in his heart!

“Well, I'm going to ask you. Dewey... or yes, ask your predecessors.” Old Chris sneered: “After you and I got off the island, we also snuck up on some information. Interesting... this Aragon tricked me into building such a white tower as I ordered, but I did something in secret. But don't blame me, we were just using each other. ”

Old Chris seems to have recovered a little, and said a little more: “This entrance is not just random. Can't you just let people in where Lord Demon left off? Otherwise, any eclipse will appear once in hundreds of years, so isn't it cats and dogs, if they happen to meet, can come in here? Humph! While the enchantment magic of the entrance was weakened during the eclipse, to successfully activate the entrance passage, a huge magic array had to be built. And this white tower was built for that in Aragon. ”

Dewey: I always thought Aragon had anticipated the invasion of the guilty before building such a magic formation and white tower - it turns out it wasn't! Aragon began plotting the treasure of the Demon God a thousand years ago.

“This magic array was one of the terms of the deal he promised me, and I wanted him to build it and keep it for me. But if I don't get out and he builds this white tower and goes in, isn't it cheap for nothing, Aragon?” Old Chris's voice is cold: “So I lied to him. For this magic array to open the entrance passage, it must be at a specific time. A simple eclipse is no good, but a ‘big eclipse’ rarely encountered once in a millennium. ”

He glanced at Dewey with a smile: "You don't know, long before the foreign year, our Divine Nation built a tree of civilizations in astronomical calendars, many times stronger than your human civilizations now! In this world, the eclipse occurs about once every two or three hundred years, but our Divine Nation calculated the exact astronomical calendar 10,000 years ago, and only after about every five or six eclipses does the 'Big Eclipse’ occur. Ordinary eclipses, the sun will only be covered for a short time. But when the 'Big Eclipse' arrives, the sun will be shielded... well, there's more than one hour left in your time! Only such a long eclipse can allow the magical power of the entrance to be weakened to a sufficient degree by the lack of sunlight, coupled with the presence of white towers and magic arrays, to open the entrance. Otherwise, an ordinary eclipse is useless! ”

“Then you... lied to Aragon..." Dewey felt cold.

“Nor is it deceptive.” Chris hummed, “I said, we were just using each other. To activate the entrance passage, it is necessary to build a magic array similar to the sky tower. So I asked Aragon to build such a tall tower. I'm just hiding something about the Big Eclipse. Your past life, and your past life, if you were honest with me about the deal and rescued me from the island, then I would naturally tell you the truth. Unfortunately, it was his own breach that preceded him, leaving me on the island, hum, if I didn't leave a hand, wouldn't he have taken advantage of me for nothing? ”

Old Chris looked at himself a little badly, and Dewey shouted: “Agreed, I'm me, Aragon is Aragon, don't put this bill on my head. ”

But the heart whispers to itself: this old monster, who has lived for thousands of years, cannot be trusted easily! He left a hand on Aragon back then, and I wonder if he left a hand on me now. You have to be careful!

Even though his face remained the same, he felt a little more cautious.

The two walked for a long time, this step went down, and at first it seemed like there was no end in sight, but after about half an hour of walking, finally, there was a discovery ahead!

At the tip of Dewey's eyes, he saw deep below, and suddenly a huge platform appeared in the steps, which seemed to be the end. The platform has a football field so big, it's empty and nothing.

On this stone platform, Heran, someone has already arrived first!

It also seemed a slight surprise to see Dewey and Chris coming down the way to the platform first, but then calmed down and seemed like a bully.

Unexpected by Dewey and Old Chris, he came here one step at a time. He was a temple man!

Pope Paul XVI was wearing a solemn robe with a sceptre in his hand, and that old face seemed to be dying. But Dewey knew that this seemingly old, angry old guy was actually fine inside! Most of his weak aging looks are disguised.

No one else knows, but Dewey already guessed. Don't look at the papal imposition of a successor to Archbishop Maximus. He will live longer than anyone else. I'm afraid even if Archbishop Maximus dies first, this old pope will only live in chaos!

After all, the Holy Class Powerhouse, in its lifespan, is much longer than ordinary people.

Standing next to the Pope, a black robe, which looks like an ordinary clergyman in the temple in style, but without the insignia of a clergyman in the temple. And with a cloak, he hid his head and face inside, and looked like a ghost.

Though Dewey has never seen this guy before, he must be another angel who has been hiding in the temple since he sensed the powerful power this guy is hiding!

The only thing that surprises Dewey a little is that there's another guy here besides the Pope and that angel!

A silver Holy Knight armor, though slightly changed in style, and I'm afraid this armor is better worn than the Great Knights of the Holy Knights! I don't know how much valuable magic material it took to hold it.

His hair was chaotic and his face was a little pale, seemingly lacking in blood, or perhaps too long in the dark, as if he were a vampire lacking the paleness of sunlight. And that face, which was supposed to be quite pristine, was supposed to be a man's tough face, but it had some strange smell underneath this overly pale face.

Thin lips squeezed tightly, the eyes were rather numb than cold. Just seeing Dewey in the midst of the crowd, these eyes flashed a faint and complex look and then faded away.

This guy, no one else, is the leader of the "Angel Legion”, the secret power of the Temple, who was once captured by Dewey, the fallen Holy Knight, seemingly bright, has actually turned away from faith: Rosé!!

That numb look, when he saw Dewey, seemed to flash a hint of chestnut and fear emanating from his soul, and seemed to create an unspeakable fear as soon as he saw Dewey.

But Dewey's eyes didn't stop on him much, didn't even deliberately give him a look, just a smile: “Ha ha! His Holiness the Pope, buried the Regent today, heard that you are seriously ill and unable to attend, but did not expect that patients like you have the energy to run to royal restricted land to wander around. ”

Without mercy, the phrase came up without a hint of condom, tearing his face apart. In that case, the old Pope was not embarrassed, but stared at Dewey: “Duke of Tulip, I was also thinking, such a rare wonder, you will surely come to make a scene in Dido... indeed! ”

Looking at the Pope as if he had no fear, Dewey and Old Chris looked at one eye, both of them immediately stepped forward, but presented a cornered position, separating one left and the other right.

Dwihaha laughed: “If it spread out, the spiritual leader of the congregation mainland, while the royal people went out, ran to other people's homes to become thieves, I'm sure the believers, but they would be very discouraged. ”

The Pope smiled slightly, as if he had hidden a needle tip in his cloudy old eyes: "The Duke of Tulip doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing… no one else has a chance to know. ”

Slow but hidden tone reveals a hidden killing machine!

“Haha, the thief can still be so honest, His Holiness the Pope is not an ordinary man!” Dewey's tone turned cold: “His Majesty seems to have forgotten what Northwest Cold Springs looked like. ”

On that day, the Pope bullied himself and went to Cold Springs alone to intercept the White River grief. As a result, he did not want the strength of the White River grief to reach such an extraordinary realm. Although he had advanced to the Holy Order, the Pope himself was far from invincible. Finally, relying on a badge left by Aragon, he reluctantly relied on a trace of remaining realm power to fight the White River grief for a double defeat (and the White River grief also took the opportunity to finally peek at the threshold of the “realm”).

That experience, which ended in nine deaths and almost died in the hands of descendants like Sebasta, was a real disgrace to the life of the Pope. This moment was raised in the presence of Dewey, who couldn't help but blush and then gradually experience in his eyes: “Lord Duchess Tulip! If it's outside, I'd like to toast you three points! But here we are now... Hussein is far north, Rodriguez is far northwest of your old nest in Langcheng, and most of your holy stewards are not around. Hmm, this guy around you, where did you get the help again? Even on the sacred steps, we're three against two! ”

Speaking, without the Pope speaking, the black angel had slowly taken two steps forward. The angel Opdis was an angel and his strength was more above the ordinary sacred steps. Although he had only taken two random steps, the temper had opened up and he had secretly forced himself toward Dewey.

He slowly removed the cape and revealed a thin, pale face, his eyes as though they were still gloomy: "Lord Tulip Duke, I've heard of you for a long time, my name is Opdis. Just like the Sphinx angel who died under you… I'm just a step ahead of him. ”

Saying, his black robe burst open suddenly, flashing six thin, translucent black wings from behind!

When Dewey looked at it, she laughed. “Yippee? Black wings? Aren't angels supposed to be white, transparent wings? Ah, I see. Are you a fallen angel? ”

What Dewey said, Opdis naturally didn't understand, but the stronger he was, the more calm he was, the more he heard Dewey talk, but he just didn't laugh.

Dewey knew that the Pope had no fear, even though the Holy Order was against the Holy Order, and now the number of people on both sides was three to two. Moreover, both the Pope and the angel Optimus, their strength is higher than that of the ordinary sacred order. Angels are even more immortal.

Plus a power hidden to break through the sacred order of Rosé, naturally the winner is bigger.

Dewey glanced at Old Chris, who knew Old Chris just rolled his eyes and didn't even respond.

Dewey had to be a little funny —— to be honest, more than one of the stronger gods has been seen lately. Now for Dewey, even the realm is not unusual - the two sacred steps that have not yet broken through the realm are really out of sight.

“The Duke of Tulips.” Angel Opdis smiled slightly and said softly: “We came here one step at a time and found this was the end of the road, but we didn't see anything else. Now that you are here, you must know the way down. ”

Dewey sneered and glanced at old Chris: "Well, even if we did, we wouldn't have to tell you. ”

Opdis shook his head and said with a sad tone: “Too bad... I'm sorry, since you won't say it, I'll have to ask myself.” Speaking, I took another look at Dewey: “I know you can beat Sphinx, but don't measure me by the power of that piece of crap. ”

As he said, the six wings behind him vibrated suddenly, Dewey immediately felt the space distorted, and the golden light of the power of the sacred steps appeared wildly, and Optimus had reached for it and grabbed it against his neck.

Dewey sighed...

The power of this angel is truly remarkable, so slightly grasping, but hidden already has a few broken postures, if you want to make a comparison, I'm afraid it can be compared to the red water before entering the Temple and Ares cultivation.

If you don't make it to Snow Mountain this time, suddenly you encounter such a blow, it will certainly take some time to resist - but now Dewey, after all, has a huge hidden danger in her body that she can't “recharge”. But before he ran out of electricity, he was a demigod!

What does the district count as a sacred order with no entrance to the realm?!

Optimus had used all his might as soon as he could, and he had long ago anticipated Dewey's strength, which the Duke of Tulips could wipe out with himself another angel, which naturally could not be diminished. Opdis, for his part, has instantly applied all the rules of power in space to a state of turbulence, and even calculated that no matter whether Dewey dodged or resisted or fought back, he would start from any weak spot in the rules of space, all within his calculations.

Even if it can't hurt Dewey, at least push him back! Then the Pope next to him took the opportunity to attack Dewey's silent companion and forcibly separate them, otherwise they would have the opportunity to join hands and support each other...

Unfortunately, he was wrong!

Hu!

This grab is empty!

Though Opdis was also prepared to dodge his capture, he didn't expect it!

After this scratch, it seemed as if suddenly, the whole body had gained hundreds of times more weight! Though he was the Holy Stronger, it was as if his body instantly stagnated, suddenly his whole body was stiff, his fingertips solidified there, and he couldn't move a trace!

It's not some kind of magic... it's... it's...

Think of it here, Angel Opdis screams inside!!

Time! Yes, yes, it is this tulip duke, he controls time!!!

As if it were in the square space of the area where two people were in contact, time was suddenly forced to stop by Dewey! Opdis was bound by the rules of time and could not move at all.

I can't move myself, but Dewey in front of me seems completely unbound by the rules of time!

He looked at Dewey so openly, in an easy-to-swallow motion, slowly moved away from his fingertips, then flashed away for half a step, then slowly reached out his hand and pressed it in front of his chest...

Pu Pu!

And the pope next to him was shocked!

At the Pope's level, he could not grasp the realm of this level of divinity. He just saw Opdis attacking Dewey, and then Opdis didn't know why, but he suddenly got stiff, and Dewey slipped away so slowly, and then slapped Opdis in the chest, and then sprayed the angel's mouth and nose with blood!!

After Opdis took a few steps back, fortunately, Dewey didn't do anything heavy and didn't plan on hurting each other. Under the special, immortal body of an angel, Opdis's face grew more pale, but he instantly stood up again, but his face stared at Dewey as if he had seen a ghost.

“You! You're not a holy class anymore? Are you…… did you just…… in the realm? ”

Dewey smiled and finally said a line he wanted to say a long time ago:

“Areas? I'm not anymore. ”

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Next to me, old Chris was about to talk with a smile and suddenly his face changed! Dewey's smiling face was suddenly stiff!

Suddenly a few clicks were heard, where Dewey stood, within a few meters radius, the space suddenly twisted!

Turns out he just paused the time rule, just before he finished the sentence, he suddenly shredded!!

Time to pause and easily re-flow, leaving Dewey unconscious! And the time rule that he was forced to pause with divine force, which was easily crushed, made him feel like he was hit hard, and at this moment he was almost as sick as he wanted to vomit blood.

Then Dewey immediately felt again, as if the vast power fluctuated, slowly coming from behind, the power seemed unable to even pry into his own minds at this moment!

Turn around suddenly, Dewey looks over the back steps!!

A tall figure, slowly, step-by-step down.

What cautioned old Chris was that no one here, no matter how many enemies I had, was strong, but this guy showed up and no one could sense it!

After seeing the face of this great shore, Old Chris breathed half his breath as if it were stiff, but his face, though shaken, had no fear in his eyes, as if it were still dependent.

Hector, the god of beasts, slowly came down, four strong men in front of him, but in front of this truly divine powerful man, his eyes seemed as if they were no different from the weeds watching the roadside.

But Dewey was even more surprised that this suddenly emerged Orc (who had already hidden his identity), behind him, and at the same time a pair of shadows appeared.

“Dewey! ”

“You, you two?” Dewey, this has changed color!

Watching Jojo and Vivian show up together, he finally got worried!

Although this pair of sister flowers also have more than eight levels of strength, in this level of "gathering," even the sacred steps can only be regarded as entry-level - level eight, almost like ants. With a little flash, you can instantly lose a second.

Hector's tall body walked to the scene, and several people at the same time, under the powerful pressure of the Beast God, even retreated, as if they could not even stand for nearly a few minutes!

Hector stared directly at Dewey! With its strength and realm, it is only at a glance that Dewey is the strongest of these guys!

“Humans… you say you are no longer a domain?” Hector squinted his eyes, his seemingly frightening face with a slight smile of peace - but the more he smiled like this, the more he appeared in his heart!

Dewey smiled bitterly and sighed: “Looks like I'm in luck, wonderful... Lord Beast, I didn't expect a god like you to come to our ‘party.’ ”

He is scolding in his heart: Elf of War Dragon God, I have seen almost all of them, now there is another beast god, if you add the dwarf god and the demon goddess, my “divinity” looks really shallow!

Psst!

Dewey was helpless and could only sigh: “Though I know I'm probably not your opponent, it seems inevitable to fight. ”

Hector seemed impatient, smiling slightly, and the voice, though peaceful, seemed not to have any feelings: “No, I just came in and I felt that there were others behind me. Like you said, it seemed like a party," I paused and just kept adding:

“Three humans, a golden dragon, a... um, like a magical creature (with an eye on Optical)? Plus these two human girls that came in with me... well, we're not all here yet. When everyone is here, is this party ready to begin? ”

Saying, the look suddenly circled over old Chris, but Dewey noticed that old Chris was still there, as if he had not responded to the appearance of his master's death a thousand years earlier.

Dewey said lightning: This old guy seems to have left a hand! Even the god of beasts is not afraid to stand in front of him!! Old guy's got a lot of cards! Definitely not small!

(For the last three days at the end of the month, ask for a monthly ticket. At the end of the day, it's really not easy to write, it's not that I'm not professional, it's not that I don't have good character, I just want to have a good ending. Excuse me, gentlemen.

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