The eyes that see him will freeze into a silent scream,

The immortality of the brain, sealed in petrified limbs, the cry of living statues,

Oh, great volcano king, you are the lone king of the invisible city,

In the waves, your image becomes an eternal curse.

Even your reflection can imprison the soul of the viewer,

In the intertwining of light and shadow, we lose our direction,

In the ocean of silence, our dreams turn to stone,

Under your rule, all light will be swallowed up."

"We are calling you from the deep sea, please work with Termisus to break all the blockades of the light of the abyss!"

The boundless ocean began to fall into silence, and Bazan was tired.

His heart is tired, his soul is tired.

In the darkness, he slowly sank his heart into the cold abyss.

He knew that the sea was dead and so was his heart.

But he still longed to see the blue sea again at the last moment.

Return to Iberia again and return to the familiar windmill town.

In the endless sinking, the light beam above became brighter and brighter, and the whispering and gibbering in the ears became more crazy.

They call that light - the light of the abyss.

He was very puzzled, since they were all called abyss.

Where does the light come from?

Just when he was almost desperate, an incredible beam of light suddenly cut through the darkness.

This light seemed to come from another world. It carried irresistible power and penetrated directly into the deep sea, pulling him up from the abyss of despair.

His body was pulled by a powerful force and rushed straight to the sea level, as if he was saved by the arm of a god and escaped from the suffocating dark sea.

Led by the light of redemption, the man felt that he had floated into the real world again, far away from the indescribable and terrifying existence in the dream.

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[Torino Type I·Continuous operation——]

[Current efficiency: 10 to 14 billion Ether floating point operations per second (sane value preservation is in progress, please do not interrupt the supply of mythical factors)——]

[Load Meme vaccine plate CN-1000/KSC-174A]

[loading……]

[System abnormality detected, fault unit number: 1485992-H-4910581]

[Repairing...]

[Detected the third self-destruct protocol being activated, started genealogy hacking——]

[155 faulty units detected——]

[Warning: The examiner’s sanity is about to collapse——]

[Start emergency repairs and start uploading (Heaven) sanity patch package——]

[355 faulty units detected——]

[Warning: The detector’s sanity system is about to collapse——]

[Sanity patch completed——]

[Forced logout from spirituality!]

[Forced pollution formatting!]

"ah--"

Bazin woke up from the indescribable nightmare and found that his body was sinking into a sweat-soaked bed sheet.

His forehead was like a furnace, casting fearful sweat, and every drop was like the essence of pain squeezed from the depths of his heart.

Those beads of sweat gathered into streams, constantly flowing on his pale and painfully twisted face, as if he was escaping from that maddening dream.

He stretched out his hand and covered his throat to suppress the vomiting feeling that made his stomach twitch with fear.

"Huhuhu——"

Bazin breathed greedily. Although there was no so-called oxygen in this area and his physical characteristics did not require it, he still wanted to take a big breath.

His breathing was rapid and irregular, like a soul trapped deep in a cellar, chased by unknown horrors.

"It seems that you saw something extraordinary while in [the state of spiritual vision]."

In this space, there is a voice, low and warm, like the gentle touch of the early spring sunshine through the cracks in the ice and snow.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bazin instantly sat up and groped with trembling hands, trying to find his weapon.

At the same time, his eyes unconsciously looked towards the communicator of the sound.

In front of him, stood a young man. This young man's blond hair was shining like a gem, complementing his golden eyes.

He has a very handsome face and clear facial features. He wears a black hat on his head and exudes the style of a noble man.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the three rings of light suspended behind him.

These halos are as pure, white and bright as mutton-fat white jade.

They make a unique sound, these haloes emit a soft sound, like the gentle rustling of feathers in the breeze.

"Your level of pollution is really scary. If my [Crown] Ether floating point computing power hadn't been so much stronger, you might have died in the Hunting Hall Mausoleum on the spot."

Hearing this, Bazin subconsciously glanced at the [Crown] behind the opponent. The three pure white rings were making a buzzing sound similar to that of a computer fan dissipating heat.

"Who are you···"

Bazin looked at the blond young man, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but soon he suddenly realized something, and he subconsciously reached out and touched his neck.

There was a white bandage wrapped around his neck. As he pressed it with his hands, he could feel an obvious depression, where a large piece of flesh was empty.

The scales have disappeared... Bazin thought in his heart.

"You saw me at that time and had been hiding in the dark to observe secretly."

Xia Xiu did not choose to let the scene cool down. He also looked at the bandage on Bazan's neck.

That was the most polluted place, so when he was trying to rescue the other party, he chose to dig it out directly.

"If I hadn't forced you, you probably wouldn't have come out." Xia Xiu came to Bazin, took out two blunderbuss, one gold and one black, from the [Private Customization] space and placed them next to him, and then

Said, "But I also understand that to be honest, with your previous level of pollution, ordinary crowned ones really can't save you."

"Now you can rest assured. Although the curse and pollution rooted in the bloodline cannot be eliminated, I have successfully eliminated the source of mutational pollution that caused your distortion. The elimination operation was successful. Your current sanity and state have returned to the level of a normal thaumaturge.

Already."

After hearing this, Bazin finally let go of the boulder of composure in his heart.

Then, he stretched out his hand and took the handgun handed over by the other party. When holding the handgun, there was a moment of spiritual interaction.

He always felt as if his gun was "dirty".

For example, a gun is like a hunter's wife.

While you were in coma, your wife spent an unknown amount of time with the stranger Huang Mao.

When you wake up, your wife is still the same wife, but her internal structure seems to have been completely deconstructed and scanned by someone.

It just feels... very weird.

Xia Xiu silently glanced at Bazan who had put away his gun.

Bazan's feeling was indeed correct. While he was in a coma, a certain golden retriever took two blunderbuss in his hands and used his big and abundant [Myth Factor] to scan up and down, inside and out.

He cheated again... Oh, no, he secretly learned the art of Iberian gun fighting.

No, this is not stealing lessons.

There is no charge for surgery.

"Now that you're awake, I just have a few questions to ask you."

Xia Xiu interrupted Bazan's observation of the opponent's gun. He asked Bazan with a serious face:

“Where is [the palm tree artificial base]?”

"Where are the people from the Kingdom of Heaven expedition team?"

"What exactly happened?"

"besides···"

"Do you know who Pedro Miguelset is?"
Chapter completed!