Chapter 735: Praise You

When completing this last stroke, Anthony, who confirmed that he was still alive, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know if this drawn Amon avatar Monit could play a role, whether it could help them turn the situation around and find an opportunity to escape the current mirror world, at least he had completed his companion's entrustment and fulfilled his own responsibility.

Almost at the same time, Anthony saw the corners of the Monit sketch on the drawing paper curl up bit by bit, and the eyeballs instantly became lively.

However, the paper that had stopped curling inward and the solidified transparent flames became active again.

In the blink of an eye, the paper with the Monit sketch shrank into a ball, burned out in the transparent flames, and merged into the gloomy "Bottle of Fiction."

This... didn't it fail? Anthony's heart tightened again.

Facing such a situation, even with the self-control ability of a "Hypnotist," it was difficult to maintain emotional stability.

At this time, the "Supervisor" Peierle, who was still standing beside the protruding rock, retracted her right palm from the "Black Box" made of the coin bag.

The transaction had been reached, and Lu Mi and the others were about to fall into a deep sleep!

Peierle cast her gaze toward the target again, seeing Lu Mi still standing steadily, wearing a golden mask painted with white and black oil colors on his face, his aura had completely disappeared, and his body exuded a cold sense of death.

However, Lu Mi's blue eyes, which had returned, did not close.

As a "Supervisor," Peierle instantly sensed the problem.

Just as she was about to respond, her surroundings were filled with thick darkness, dispelling the little light from the calcium carbide lamps.

Peierle's eyes closed, and her body swayed.

She fell asleep.

The deep sleep effect that should have acted on Lu Mi and the others was applied to herself for some reason, while Lu Mi and the others were completely fine.

Lu Mi, who saw this scene, was first shocked, then surged with huge joy.

He clearly felt that the "Bottle of Fiction" built with his own body as the support surged with strange power.

Did it succeed?

Did Anthony succeed?

Sure enough, all the previous behaviors of that person were to help His father.

And in dealing with evil god believers, His father and we are in the same camp!

Lu Mi did not hesitate, lifted the "Bottle of Fiction," and was about to "teleport" to the side of the "Supervisor" Peierle who had an accident, take away Mo Lan Avini's makeup mirror, and try to see if he could escape this place with the help of the fixed entrance and exit of the mirror world.

As long as he could get out, he could summon more helpers and force Peierle to leave voluntarily.

Just at this time, the coin bag and Mo Lan Avini's makeup mirror in Peierle's hand fell to the ground because she fell into a deep sleep and was unable to hold them.

Bang!

Mo Lan Avini's makeup mirror shattered into pieces.

This made the barrier of the entire special mirror world highlight, appearing with a large number of cracks, and Peierle woke up suddenly because of her burning ambition, opening her eyes.

While Lu Mi's heart sank, a shadow quickly drilled out from the shattered makeup mirror.

It combined with the flesh and blood scattered on the ground, instantly recombining into Mr. K wearing a black robe.

After the special mirror world appeared with certain damage, this divine messenger of the "Aurora Society" immediately sensed his finger, teleported over purely by instinct, and turned into a shadow, passing through the cracks.

Inside that gloomy church that didn't know where it was located.

The "Magician" kept "flashing," but couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the complex information torrent.

While "flashing," she let the starlight in her eyes gather, condensing into a strange and ancient stone wall clock.

Clang!

The ethereal and magnificent bell sound echoed in every corner of the church.

An ancient, mottled, huge phantom thus took shape in the air. It was a wall clock carved from stone, divided into twelve grids in total, each grid either gray-white or blue-black, arranged in an interlaced manner, with different symbols.

Clang!

The bell sound carried an indescribable invisible torrent, coming across a long history, letting everyone and everything present enter a frozen state:

The complex and terrifying information torrent solidified, the "Hermit" who revealed an incomplete mythical creature form stopped, and the "Judgment" who stepped in the air of the church also turned into a statue.

The hand that "Loki" reached into the void also stagnated, not immediately retracting, dragging out a certain human figure.

In such a freezing, the starlight in the "Magician"'s eyes changed again.

Countless mercury-colored complex symbols appeared out of thin air, rapidly connecting into a huge, illusory, scaleless snake.

On the surface of this silver-white giant snake, there were dense patterns and symbols, which constituted one connected runner after another, each with different signs around it.

In the next second, the mercury giant snake bent its body, bit its own tail, and turned slowly.

The complex and vast information torrent began to retreat backward, along the trajectory of the previous pursuit, all the way back to the black-dressed lady wearing a golden crown.

The black-dressed lady became more and more faint, turning into a phantom and a floating Tarot card exuding strange charm. Both eventually returned to the void and disappeared.

The stones that fell to the ground flew up one after another, returning to the "Hermit"'s body, either turning back into eyeballs or being stained with pure white again. The "Hermit" was soon no longer in that terrifying appearance that would make people lose control when they saw it.

"Judgment" returned to the ground, retreated outside the "Door," and the restriction of weakened mystery became invalid.

"Loki" retracted his palm and sat back on the wooden black-backed chair.

Inside the special mirror world that appeared with a large number of cracks.

As soon as the "Supervisor" Peierle woke up, she saw Mr. K wearing a black robe with a hood, and saw the large number of crimes on the other party.

What surprised her was that the other party, who possessed so many crimes, far exceeding Lu Mi, but with a slightly less severe degree, actually only had a very small piece of gray.

That meant it was very difficult to complete a "Black Box Trading" with Mr. K; it seemed that certain prerequisites had to be met.

It seemed to be caused by extreme fanaticism; all "Black Box Trading" could only continue after obtaining the permission of the object he worshipped... As Peierle's thoughts turned, she looked at Mr. K and said with "Order Words":

"You are guilty!

"You killed someone!"

The area above Mr. K suddenly became gloomy and deep, and something terrifying was taking shape.

He had heard Lu Mi talk about Ye Busi's various abilities and knew that there would be fatal punishment next, so he immediately wanted to change the "herded" object, using "Demonization" combined with the "Rose Bishop"'s flesh-and-blood magic to confront the unknown attack.

But after a moment, the brewing punishment didn't know where it went, as if it had rushed to an unknown place.

That terrifying pressure was like thick smoke, blown away by a strong wind.

Mr. K was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, laughing until he leaned forward and backward:

"Haha! Hahaha!

"I am guilty, but my sins have all been borne by the Lord!

"I am innocent, I am innocent to this world!"

Mr. K laughed wildly while switching the "herded" object, letting layers of illusory doors appear in his eyes.

Those countless doors leading to different destinations instantly condensed together, turning into phantom-like books.

The books projected in front of Mr. K and turned rapidly.

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

As the ethereal voice echoed, the illusory books froze on a certain page.

Mr. K instantly turned into a half-giant wearing cold black armor, two or three meters tall, holding a deep, gloomy, straight greatsword in his hand.

He ran wildly and rushed in front of the "Supervisor."

"Praise You!"

Mr. K shouted and slashed down the gloomy sword in his hand.

After discovering that the public prosecution was ineffective against Mr. K, Peierle's expression became a bit heavier.

Of course, as a demigod, although she was surprised by this, it was not that she had no other way to deal with it.

When Mr. K laughed wildly, she had already emphasized with "Order Words":

"The Supervisor is protected!"

The two or three-meter-tall black-armored half-giant used all his strength to let the deep, gloomy, straight greatsword slash toward Peierle's head, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Cracks appeared in the barrier, and Mr. K's body surface also cracked silently. A smooth, neat cut caused his right arm to separate from his shoulder and fall to the ground.

Although Mr. K at this time used the recorded demigod ability and could be considered to have a little divinity, in front of the "Supervisor" who was "clearly" protected, he would still receive a certain punishment for attacking her.

This was a newly appeared sin, a sin that had not yet been borne!

At the cut on Mr. K's shoulder, flesh and blood squirmed wildly, as if it wanted to grow a new arm, and he himself didn't care about it at all. His left hand caught the falling gloomy greatsword and shouted loudly again:

"Praise You for creating everything!"

As the hoarse voice echoed, the gloomy greatsword swung out and slashed toward the "Supervisor" Peierle.

And Peierle relied on the protection just now to let the coin bag that fell to the ground float up and return to her palm.

She quickly completed a "Black Box Trading," a "Black Box Trading" aimed at everyone present.

Crack!

With the swing of the gloomy greatsword, the invisible barrier protecting the "Supervisor" completely cracked.

Mr. K's left arm separated from his body, and there was an exaggerated cut there again.

Inside the cut, a large amount of blood-colored granulation grew rapidly, as if it had its own life, as if it wanted to grow a new Mr. K again.

The "Supervisor" Peierle was not happy about such a result. According to the agreement reached by the "Black Box Trading" just now, whether it was Mr. K or Lu Mi and the others, they should all be completely weak now.

But in reality, nothing corresponding happened!

Is it possible that the luck is extremely bad, and the one who traded with me just now was a fraudster who never thought about fulfilling the contract? Peierle, who couldn't move for some reason, felt her heart sink.

Then, she saw Mr. K, who had lost both arms, bend his waist and back exaggeratedly.

This divine messenger of the "Aurora Society"'s mouth opened to the maximum extent, and the corners of his mouth extended to the side of his ears. At the tear, blood-colored flesh rolled, and granulation was dense.

Relying on such oral expansion, Mr. K, wearing cold black armor, bit the handle of the gloomy greatsword.

He jumped up high and let the sound burst out from his chest:

"Praise You for bearing the sins of the world!"

In the desperate shout, Mr. K descended from the sky with the straight gloomy greatsword, using himself as the handle, and slashed toward the "Supervisor" Peierle.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 736 =====