Part 6 The Light-Exporter Chapter 46 “The Ugly Duckling”

　　Inside the first level of the “Box of the Old Days”, the long table, chairs, and Forsyth were like dolls, either standing still or performing repetitive and simple actions driven by the clockwork.

　　Boutis, who saw this scene, had a feeling that he was going to join in and become one of them.

　　Instinctively, he was about to react to the level 0 seal in his hand, but then he saw the hooded and purple-robed woman beside the pumpkin carriage withdraw her right hand and hold it in a half-clutch to her mouth.

　　A dark-colored, ancient horn instantly coalesced in the center of her palm, carrying an extremely heavy and powerful meaning.

　　”A magical horn,” a horn of destruction!

　　Butis’s pupils dilated violently, not bothering to deal with the “Box of the Old Days”, his right hand grabbed forward, seemingly lifting the invisible veil that covered the void.

　　The area he was in once again distorted, disappeared, and was hidden.

　　”Oooh.”

　　The horn in Kadriya’s hand emitted a low, chiming sound that reverberated through the layers of the room without spreading out.

　　Under the superposition of the sound waves, the shadows shattered, the ground cracked, and the space hidden by the “Sage of Secrets” Buttis was like a heavy glass that had been hit by a heavy hammer, with countless cracks appearing at the same time and intertwining together.

　　On the other side, a tall knight in black full body armor leaped out from the shadows, carrying a long and wide straight sword, his eye sockets glittering with two balls of crimson light.

　　”Dark Saint” Kesma.

　　”Woo.”

　　Gadelia blew her horn again, and everything in the room seemed to solidify into translucent amber.

　　Without a sound, the “amber” shattered and cracked, and even the knight covered in black full body armor fell to the ground like a mirror, turning into small pieces one after another.

　　The area where the distortion had been hidden then returned to reality.

　　But Butis, the Holy One of Secrets, also seized the gap between the two horns and made one illusory door after another appear around him.

　　Some of them were open, some were deep, some were covered with mysterious patterns, and some were hollowed out in the center, so that one could vaguely see the boundless darkness behind them. ……

　　These illusory doors were extremely numerous, densely packed, overlapping each other, almost wrapping the “Holy One of Secrets” Butis inside.

　　Butis did not care to see more, also can not think too much, immediately pulled open a gray-blue, there are seven brass lock holes of the illusory door, will be in the hands of the second layer of the “box of the old days” thrown in.

　　This is the “secret mage” “banishment”, can be initially controlled by the target thrown into the corresponding space-time turbulence, and different illusory door represents a different scenario, danger and opportunity coexist.

　　This kind of “banishment” is not permanent, with the sequence level of Butis, can only let the “Box of the Old Days” away from reality for 20 seconds, once the time runs out, the “0” level seal will pass through! Once the time runs out, the level 0 seal will return to Butis through the “illusory door” just now.

　　However, by that time, the spirit of “betrayal” generated by the extraordinary ability of the enemy would have disappeared.

　　As a demigod of the “apprentice” path, Butis, who had traveled to many places, witnessed many things, and recorded various abilities, made the most correct decision in a split second.

　　At the same time, the “Black Knight”, which had broken into pieces, quickly wriggled and reorganized itself into a thin carpet of blood and flesh, covering every corner of the room.

　　–As a cult that can only survive in the shadows of reality, the Aurora Council, despite its many lunatics, still customarily does its work with some cover, lest the official forces be attracted before the purpose is accomplished.

　　Of course, as soon as things came to a close, they would certainly announce their existence openly.

　　In addition, the “Dark Sage” Kesma did so in the hope that to a certain extent to block the enemy may exist, hidden outside the helpers, divide the battlefield.

　　When a layer of flesh and blood grew on the floor, walls and ceiling of the room, a twisted and shaking black shadow rose from the corner.

　　It was a spirit grazed by the “Dark Saint” Kesma.

　　It is a powerful vampire from the Forsaken Lands, corresponding to Sequence 4 “Witch King” of the “Moon” pathway.

　　–If the object of the Shepherd’s herding is of demigod level, it can be released directly due to the solidity of its spirit, but only one can be released at a time unless the corresponding Shepherd has become a Sequence 3 “Three Headed Sanctuary”. “Three Heads of the Holy Church”.

　　Seizing the opportunity when the horn in the hand of the female demigod next to the pumpkin carriage dissipated, the twisted and swaying shadow of the “Witch King” reached out and gouged out one of his own eyes, an illusory eye, a bright red eye.

　　The eye swirled with a clear, scarlet light, illuminating the room as if a red moon had descended upon it.

　　Its pupils reflected the lady in the black robe with purple stripes and the dark hood.

　　Immediately afterward, the shadow of the Witch King’s hand holding his eyeballs clenched, allowing the scarlet moon to be swallowed up by the darkness.

　　A deep, frozen darkness then appeared around Gauderia, binding her to the spot, making the scene as if it were frozen in time.

　　Seeing this scene, “Secret Saint” Boutis took a step and instantly flashed behind the enemy.

　　”Flash” after “flash”, “flash” after “flash”, around the body of Gadelia, the figure of Boutis in black robes appeared. Boutis’ figure in black robes appeared eight times!

　　It wasn’t that he had created a doppelganger, but that he had “flashed” so quickly that there were still shadows in the same place, which briefly didn’t disappear.

　　These “eight” Butis, some released a lightning storm, some condensed a blazing white lance, some covered with black body armor, and chopped out a deep sword that could split everything like …….

　　Different silhouettes, different abilities, either attacking or controlling, all targeting Gadelia.

　　Almost without any interval, Boutis’ figure “flashed” to another corner, quickly became transparent, and was about to disappear.

　　He didn’t have the idea of killing the enemy, because this was Beckland, because the noise of their battle would soon be suppressed and spread to the outside, and by then, there might be official angels coming down directly.

　　The reason why he did a wave of counterattack, and then “teleported” away, was because he wanted to suppress the enemy, so that she would not interfere with his own and “Dark Saint” Kesma’s disengagement, which was a very reasonable strategy.

　　However, a few seconds earlier, in a room on the upper floor of the old apartment, “Judgement” Hugh had already known through “Justice” Ms. “voice of the heart” that there was a mutation in the meeting place.

　　Although she was worried and anxious, she didn’t panic at all, and according to the predetermined plan, she directly jumped down from the window, turned around in mid-air, and pointed her finger at the target area, saying:

　　”Teleportation is prohibited here!”

　　After doing this, she immediately distanced herself from the disrepair apartment, lest she distract the demigods on her side.

　　With this kind of interference, the “Sage of Secrets” Boutis was unable to enter the spirit world without any problems, and it seemed that a rusty, heavy door appeared in front of his eyes, tightly sealing off the “path”.

　　For Butis, this level of illusory door could not prevent him from leaving, and he could directly “open the door” and go away with a slight adjustment.

　　But at this time, the female demigod in the purple patterned black robe had another change!

　　The silver-white light appeared in the eyes of Kadriya, and they were connected together like a mysterious serpent.

　　This was “transient luck”, from the knowledge she had analyzed from the blood of the “Serpent of Fate”.

　　Whether it was the terrifying lightning, the blazing white lance, or the Black Knight’s decapitation, none of them hit their target at this moment, and Gadelia seemed to be standing at the center of the storm, unaffected by the dangers around her, no matter how dangerous they were.

　　Those attacks, those controls, either passed through her, or were canceled out by her “companions”, all failed to achieve the desired effect, and even helped to weaken her “darkness” confinement.

　　A moment later, Gaudria’s back arched slightly, and a white, illusory feather sprouted, which did not belong to the angels, but originated from the swans.

　　”The ugly duckling became a swan.

　　As for what a swan is, the answer is obvious to a Sequence 4 demigod: it is an incomplete form of a mythical creature.

　　And an ugly duckling can become a swan!

　　This is a powerful magic that allows the Occultist to reveal an incomplete mythological creature form, once a day for ten seconds.

　　The surface of Gadelia’s body suddenly cracked open one gap after another, inside which flesh and blood coalesced to form black and white eyes.

　　These countless eyeballs scanned the surroundings indifferently and mercilessly, seeming to be the embodiment of ponderous knowledge, so much so that the figures that carried them were vaporized into higher dimensional and more abstract black masses.

　　At the sight of these dense eyeballs, the “Saint of Secrets” Boutis and the “Saint of Darkness” Kesma felt dizzy, and a storm of knowledge echoed in their minds.

　　The layer of flesh and blood that encased the room shuddered slightly, either ticking down or writhing in a disorderly manner.

　　At this very moment, an unimaginable aura penetrated the barrier of flesh and blood and surged into the first floor of the abandoned apartment, enveloping every corner of the place in an instant.

　　The “Saint of Secrets” Boutis and the “Saint of Darkness” Kesma were shocked at the same time, and their bodies, minds, and spirits were in an uncontrollable state.

　　This was the qualitatively changed “Dragon Might”, and this was “Mind Deprivation”!

　　Taking advantage of this opportunity, the “black mass” with cracks all over its body and eyes formed a spear in front of its body.

　　The spear was ancient in style, and from the tip to the handle, it was stained with a dark red color of blood, one point after another.

　　It emitted a strong aura of destruction and a bloody feeling, as if it had once harmed a certain great being.

　　With a whoosh, the terrible lance shot out, heading straight for the “Holy One of Secrets” Butis, who was frozen in place.

　　In the entire room, all sounds and details disappeared, even the “dragon’s might” that permeated the room suddenly disappeared, leaving only the blood-stained tip of the spear and the body of Butis, as well as the distance between them that was constantly shrinking.

　　”The Gun of Longinus”!