Chapter 307: White Yaksha: I've seen all kinds of scenes? I really haven't seen this scene ()

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Hearing the Halloween Queen's words, a look of surprise appeared on White Yaksha's face.

"Really? You're not joking with me, Queen."

"Of course I'm not joking."

The Halloween Queen moved her mind, activated the spatial barrier on the periphery of [NoName] from a distance, and began to cut off the space in that area.

"Why?"

White Yaksha's face was full of confusion.

Just the fact that the Halloween Queen asked Odin and the gods to help cover up the truth was enough to make White Yaksha a bit surprised.

As a result, now for Lin Que, the Halloween Queen is actually prepared to confront Jesus in his peak state.

This is too desperate, right?

"Didn't you just meet that kid Lin Que yesterday?"

"What kind of ecstasy soup did he feed you to make you do this for him."

"He didn't promise me anything."

The Halloween Queen shook her head slightly: "But... White Yaksha, you won't understand that Spirit Grid resonance that only I can feel."

"Spirit Grid resonance? Are you trying to say that kid is a Star Spirit."

White Yaksha frowned slightly: "That's not right, I met him yesterday, why didn't I feel the resonance you mentioned."

"He deliberately concealed that aura, it's normal that you can't feel the aura of a Star Spirit."

"Then how did you feel it?"

"Because the Spirit Grid that resonates with me is the Spirit Grid named 'Halloween Queen'."

"Ah?"

White Yaksha was stunned, stunned in the true sense.

After listening to the Halloween Queen's words, she felt like she had been hit by a stick from behind, and her brain crashed directly.

Stunned in place for a full few seconds, White Yaksha finally reacted and looked at the Halloween Queen in disbelief.

"Wait... Queen, do you mean that Lin Que has your Spirit Grid on him?!"

"Yes."

"You shared it with him?"

"Of course not."

"Then what on earth is going on!"

White Yasha was completely unable to comprehend: "You didn't divide your Spirit Status for him; it's impossible for him to possess your Spirit Status!"

"It couldn't have just appeared out of thin air!"

"Perhaps it really was created out of thin air."

After temporarily hiding the territory of [NoName], a smile appeared on the face of the Queen of Halloween.

"After all, the 'Queen of Halloween' Spirit Status he possesses is not as simple as just some partial fragment."

White Yasha was silent for two seconds, then tentatively asked: "He doesn't have half of your Spirit Status, does he?"

"You're underestimating it, White Yasha."

The Queen of Halloween shook her head slightly and held up one finger.

"The 'Queen of Halloween' Spirit Status he possesses is a complete, intact whole."

"Huh?"

White Yasha was completely bewildered.

What kind of maneuver was this?

Lin Que had a complete Queen of Halloween Spirit Status?

If this were true, then why was the Queen of Halloween still standing here perfectly unharmed?

In this instant, White Yasha finally understood the meaning of the Queen of Halloween's previous words.

Lin Que... perhaps he really did conjure up a Queen of Halloween Spirit Status out of thin air.

Little Garden, West North North North Side, Upper Layer, 77th Gate.

At the same time that White Yasha learned the truth about the Queen of Halloween's actions and fell into shock.

Jesus, having entered his full-power state, was not idle either; his gaze turned once more to the River of Time, looking at the time period where Peter and the other had died.

"We've reached this point, and you still aren't planning to cancel the shielding."

Looking at the mist that had appeared before him once again, a cold sneer appeared on Jesus's face.

"A bunch of overconfident fools. Once I finish dealing with this enemy, I'll come back, drag you all out, and finish you off."

[Accelerate the speed; do not waste time.]

A calm voice suddenly rang out within Jesus's mind.

[Maintaining this state for too long will give other two-digit entities a reason to intervene.]

"A reason? Are you sure they need such a thing?"

Easily shattering the eighteen layers of mist, the figure wearing his own face and walking toward Gabriel and the other appeared before him once again.

"From what I've seen, there are already two-digit entities intervening in this matter."

[It is of no consequence; it is merely a false history fabricated at will.]

Before Jesus could take the initiative to strike, the power on his body suddenly converged into a single arrow of light, flying toward the River of Time and Space.

Boom~!

With a crisp cracking sound, the arrow of light, imbued with the power of time, pierced directly through the 'Jesus' in the false history.

The next second, the figure of 'Jesus' slowly twisted, and in its place appeared a slender, graceful figure.

"Hmm?"

[Hmm?]

[Hmm?]

Three sounds of confusion rang out simultaneously; clearly, they had seen something unbelievable.

After a long while, Jesus withdrew his gaze from the golden figure, a look of contemplation on his face.

"What do you two think?"

[It's fake.]

[It cannot be real.]

"Hmm, I think so too."

Jesus nodded in agreement, summoned another arrow of light imbued with the power of time, and cast it into the River of Time.

Boom~!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the arrow of light collided with the figure of the 'murderer' once again.

But unlike the direct piercing from last time, this time the arrow of light seemed to hit a wall of bronze and iron, and was blocked directly.

[Increase the intensity.]

"I would have done that even without you telling me."

Jesus frowned slightly and decisively added more power into the arrow of light.

Hum~! Hum~! Hum~!

With Jesus as the center, an increasingly terrifying aura broke through layers of obstruction and surged in all directions.

And at the same time, the volume of the arrow of light currently in the River of Time began to expand continuously.

One meter, three meters, five meters, ten meters, thirty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters...

Under the gaze of Jesus and the others, the arrow of light, which was only one meter in size at first, turned into a behemoth in the blink of an eye.

But it was as if it were a Wailing Wall; the figure of the 'murderer' remained unaffected in the slightest, easily blocking it.

"...It seems it really is the real history, and it hasn't been tampered with by anyone."

Jesus, who was usually unruffled no matter what happened, rarely showed a look of confusion.

"What do you two think?"

[There is a problem.]

[That's right, the Queen of Halloween cannot be the murderer.]

Jesus: "..."

No kidding, as if you two needed to say that.

Looking at the 'Queen of Halloween' who had replaced 'Jesus' in the position of the murderer, a look of helplessness appeared on Jesus's face.

What the hell is actually going on here?