Nightmare wake up

Chapter 410 Memorizing the Twelve Bishops!My name. Prophecy! 6K
The condensed darkness formed a vortex hundreds of meters high in front of his eyes.

In the center of the vortex, time and space seem to be stirring chaotically and chaotically.
This is different from the situation seen in the memory space. In that memory, the black vortex is not so chaotic, but the space-time channel in the middle seems to follow a certain law and rotate in a certain direction
This may be. After the space-time channel was attacked by a nuclear bomb, the black vortex lost the contracted souls of twelve main gods, resulting in a malfunction.

Even so, the black vortex really exists as Lian 28563 said, and it still exudes a powerful rune source fluctuation.

Now, if you want to restore its ability to travel through time and space, you need a main god-level contract soul, or in other words, trick the members of the lunar eclipse organization here, and then throw them all into the vortex?
Mo Ke stood hundreds of meters away from the vortex, looking up at the passage leading to another world, with a solemn expression.

He frowned, he didn't know whether he was lamenting the great sacrifice made by the elves to counterattack the mainland, or lamenting the extraordinary ability of the high-level contractors to be able to create such a huge space channel
What is he thinking?

Um. In fact, I am full of regret!
That's right, it's a pity. If the passage hadn't been destroyed, he could pass through it now, go to the "homeland" that Lian 28563 said, and then investigate the conditions for becoming an elf bishop.

Just to be a bishop!Isn't this updated on the notebook two days ago. Isn't this the first ambition in this life!
Wouldn't it be nice to become an elf bishop and have a stunning harem of three thousand?
What Pandora, what Contractor, what Shadow Fang and Shadow Organization, what kind of federal radicals, go to hell.

I'm just a lowB who can't walk when I see a stunning goddess, what's the matter?Come to argue!Unexpectedly, he thought about it bitterly. Besides, this is not considered Low at all. If seeing a goddess who can't walk is considered Low, how can he be considered Low if he directly has three thousand beautiful ideals?

That's called Congxin, isn't it?

Which man can stand this?

Eunuch!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Pandora. Are you sick? !It's okay, why throw a nuclear bomb in it?This space channel was smashed by you, and I have delayed the peak of my life!
Standing quietly, Mo Ke looked at this black vortex that can still be called a miracle after being destroyed, and his mood became less and less beautiful.
It took a lot of effort to get rid of the negative emotions that he was so close to his dream but could only pass by.

Well, it's not entirely his own credit for being able to control his emotions, but the black vortex seems to have moved a bit.

Ever since he stood in front of this space channel, the source of the black vortex seemed to be slowly becoming stronger.

What followed was an unpredictable feeling that a kind of power was attracting me
The attractiveness is also gradually getting stronger!

This feeling is like a huge magnet in the chaotic black vortex, attracting the consciousness in the unpredictable mind.

Soon, this attraction caused a pain that went straight to the depths of the soul, as if the memory and consciousness were forcibly torn apart.

Although there was no evidence, he still instantly thought of the reason for this situation. This is, the main god-level contract soul in the body was summoned?If the black vortex is the existence of the bishop's flesh and blood, then it is the original "host" of the main god-level contract soul.

Just like when the consciousness is released during the upgrade and is attracted by the black vortex, the original body has a natural attraction for the original soul.

So Mo Ke had to retreat and eliminate this effect by increasing the distance.

It wasn't until he stepped back a hundred meters that the pain caused by this attraction could no longer affect him. No, it wasn't that it couldn't affect him at all, but that he had been able to resist the force from the black vortex by controlling his consciousness. attraction.

The influence of attraction is still there, but it can no longer pose a fatal threat to him.

As if drawn by these forces, inexplicably, the memory lurking in the main god-level contract soul seemed to be ignited, and one hazy scene after another appeared in his mind.

From an unpredictable perspective, at this moment, the scene in front of him has changed, and it seems that he is experiencing the life experience of the "Dreadful Bishop".
It's a cloudy world.

Above the head, there were black clouds floating far away like before the rainstorm, constantly churning, gathering and dispersing in the sky, forming strange shapes like monsters.

The sun was blocked behind the dark clouds, and the scattered and weak light kept this space from being completely dark, but made the entire land as if it were in an eternal "solar eclipse", extremely dim.

The thunder light penetrated the thick black cloud and spread like a spider's web, followed by continuous muffled noises.
There is almost no vegetation on the crimson land, and it is all undulating hills. When the gravel was scattered, it was eroded by the violent wind into various irregular shapes.

Desolation, loneliness. Reveals a breath similar to despair.

There are no living things.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the hazy vision changed rapidly, and finally in a valley with high cliffs on both sides, I saw densely packed simple buildings.

The buildings here are almost all made of stone and mud, scattered and extremely irregular in shape, resembling primitive tribes.

Among them, two tall stone towers stand proudly higher than other low stone houses, silently fighting against this desolate world.

A tall tower stands in the middle of the building. On the top of the tower, there are four pointed pillars extending out, and each pillar is emitting a source of talisman toward the center.
And the four pointed pillars work together to emit mysterious red light from the source of symbols on the top of the tower, intertwining with each other to form a huge eye.

These eyes seem to be burning!

It is alive!

In the crimson flame it emits, there is a mysterious power that can directly penetrate everything in this world.
Just looking at these eyes, Mo Ke felt his whole body trembling, as if all the hidden secrets in his heart had been exposed in broad daylight, and there was nothing to hide anymore.

All emotions, all thoughts, under the gaze of this giant eye, seem to draw a pattern in reality, every logical link, every purpose hidden behind the design, is drawn out of the void by this giant eye .

In front of it, no secrets can be hidden!
What followed was that the whole person seemed to be bewitched by the giant eyes, and a faint illusion of obedience emerged from the bottom of his heart, as if he was obeying the silent orders of the giant eyes.
It is unpredictable that he can control his consciousness at this time and encourage and support him, so he is not controlled by this giant eye.

It is like a searchlight, overlooking the land, watching every corner of the tribe, as well as the wind and sand and hills outside the valley.

Below the tower is the square in the center of the entire tribe, and at the far end of the flat ground stands another pale golden tower.

This pale golden tower has a strange shape, solemn, solemn and even more amazing, its foundation area is quite large, and several roads that can be found without any rules intersect with each other below, as if it is the entrance into the tower.

This is the world tribe?

No, what Mi Ke fused was the main god-level soul of the nightmare. If according to what Lian 28563 said, the elves of each main god-level contract lived in tribes, this place should be the nightmare tribe.

The burning eyes that seem to be able to peer into the soul should be the symbol of "Heart Nightmare".

Having come to this conclusion, Mo Ke looked down at the buildings in the valley again, only to find something that he felt faintly wrong just now. The buildings in the valley hardly have any rules, and they form a huge labyrinth amidst the randomness.

That's right, it's like a maze, and it's even more weird when you look closely——

The foundations of some houses turned out to be another similar roof. Some stone roads originally extended along the inherent veins, but suddenly rushed into the middle of several houses and disappeared. And somewhere nearby, this road disappeared. The road in front of him stretched out from a certain pothole in the ground without warning, and the stars unexpectedly passed through a hidden and unexpected secret passage.

This style. Unpredictable From this inexplicable, deliberately "suspense" strange architectural style, I suddenly feel a familiar feeling
Isn’t this maze, this architectural style, like a nightmare—a train of thought is always followed by eight detours, and you will never know where to go in the next section of the road.

Sure enough, this is the Horde Tribe, that's right, it's the natal tribe of the Unpredictable Master God-level contract.

This architectural style, if I were to use a metaphor, is more like a mountain city, the city where the navigation often fails——

A fucking road is divided into upper, middle and lower floors, and the navigation often says that he is very confused.

Finally, after confirming where he was at this time, Mo Ke focused on the living Albe people as his perspective continued to refine
Elf!
No, they should be said to be them, in groups of three or four, with different costumes, each busy with their work.

There are a few elves holding shields standing in squares, streets, and towers. But they don't look like "guards" in the strict sense of the impression, how should I put it?Because Mo Ke noticed that while they were guarding, there were still many traps and tricks hidden around.
There are iron cages shrunk on the building, there are iron arrows that will pour down like a torrential rain when you pull the rope, and there are traps that will collapse in the middle of the road as long as you knock the mechanism
Albe of the Nightmare Tribe is indeed a Nightmare, and even the guard work can make so many twists and turns to calculate the enemy.

Wipe. Unpredictable and silently laughed at himself, isn't this unexpected style of doing things what he is most used to doing.

The elves in the entire tribe are all such cunning guys?
Unpredictable, hehe, continue to look at other elves.

They used simple and dilapidated vehicles to transport the poor wood from places that were unknown how far away from the tribe, and drove the vehicles through the maze-like roads to transport;
There are elves who are responsible for repairing buildings and building weird houses with mud and huge stones. The location of this house is actually above the overpass, which completely blocks a turning road and forms a hidden underground passage;
And in the hinterland of the valley, a group of elves in ragged clothes with graceful figures are working in the green fields
Green This is an extremely rare green in hazy scenes, exuding a breath of life, but this area planted with unknown types of grass and miscellaneous grains is also strange and intricate
You can get lost in the fields, can you believe it?

In short, no matter which area the entire building of the Mental Horde is taken out, it can kill Virgo.

The field is connected with the winding canal on the cliff wall. After the wonderful turning from the mountain wall up and down, in and out, the gurgling water suddenly appears from the bottom of the ground, irrigating all the fields.
I, a nightmare master god-level contractor, can be surrounded by this tribe's unpredictable heart, but I still found the embarrassment revealed in "my" tribe-barrenness.

No resources, no animals, no food, no water.
This small piece of land should sustain the livelihood of the entire tribe.

Time and space change, accompanied by dizziness that makes the stomach churn, and the scene in front of me changes.

by the sea, in the jungle
I don't know how far it is from the Heartmare Tribe just now, but there is a large piece of vegetation here.

It's just that the Fuyuan here is extremely violent.
The turbulence of the sea has formed a wonderful scene that even the mighty power of nature cannot conceive. Some waves are as high as [-] meters, and the pale sea water slides down from the sky aggressively, forming a waterfall in the sea that can only be found on land.

The water waves surged, and countless dragon-like water column sponges rose from the ground, crossed the thousand-meter-high sky, and rushed into the sea at the far end
One after another huge, fast-flowing vortices are dotted on the surface of the sea, far or near.

The condition of the sea surface is no different from that seen in the memory space.
I'm afraid that even a [-]-ton nuclear-powered aircraft carrier will be crushed in such a sea.

However, Unpredictable's focus is not on the scenes that he has seen, but on finding the tall tower that once stood through the dense forest.

That altar!

Twelve bishops sacrificed themselves to build altars of space-time passages.

At this time, the twelve bishops were standing on the altar, and at the same time exuded tyrannical talisman sources, and were holding some kind of ceremony.

This was exactly what Mo Ke wanted to see. His eyes wandered quickly, and he was finally able to clearly see the outfits of the twelve bishops.

The twelve orientations are:
Black cloak, the clothes are full of complex, irregular and mysterious patterns, under the hood, burning a red flame eye. There is no doubt that this is the heart nightmare bishop;
He is tall and masculine in a red half-length robe, with a broad and strong chest exposed, and thick animal hair covering his shoulders and back. In the shadow of the head, there are several intricate animal horns extending out of the brain, and the horns of the head are towering;
A pure white cotton robe, the face is covered by hazy water mist, and the wheel of elements such as flames, hurricanes, earth, waves, plants, etc. surrounds behind;
A dark blue cloak, a tall rattan hat on top of the head, no face, the sources of symbols gather and disperse on the face, forming one after another strange shapes, in which there seems to be a strange smiling face
The source of the talisman in his hand circulates quickly, and he can use the source of the talisman to directly change something;
Without a cloak, a man with strong but explosive muscles, his body seems to be undergoing several changes in shape, the surface of the body occasionally has a metallic luster, but sometimes changes into illusory smoke. His body seems to be Anything in this world, but nothing of the kind;
Silver robes, the face under the wide hood is made of rune light, a golden ouroboros pattern connected head to tail, as the snake wriggles, more and more snakes are swallowed by the snake head. The snake's body is growing strangely, making up for the body swallowed by the snake's head;

Gray shabby cloak, his figure is a bit hunched, his face is still covered by something that cannot be explained in words, but he seems to be quite old, his hair is the same gray color, a withered arm sticks out of the cloak, holding With a thick book bound by copper plates;
There are no cloaks and robes. A bishop who is almost naked, only the key parts are covered by a thin tulle. At the same time, she is the only woman among the twelve bishops. Her skin is shining with scorching light, exuding the unique charm of women , has an absolutely perfect figure. It's just that she can't see her face clearly.
Mi Ke glanced at her, and felt that her hazy face was frowning and smiling, as if she was pursing her sexy mouth and beckoning to herself;
Pure black robe. The whole head is burning with a penetrating dark green flame. Around his neck is a chain made of skulls. On his back, a pair of bone wings made of white bones protrude from the body, fluttering in the wind;
The nebula cloak The bishop is tall and tall, and the gray-black cloak is covered with nebula made up of runes, slowly rotating around the center
Occasionally, the nebula collided, and it was really like a deep-space explosion on the cloak. Countless stars shattered and flew away until a new nebula was re-formed.

No matter from which angle you observe, you can find that the various rotating nebulae imply the truth of the universe;

Blood-colored robe. Blood seemed to be flowing on his body, and at the moment when the talisman burst, the flowing blood seemed to form some kind of familiar and mysterious words.
This text exudes some kind of mysterious power, just like the magic motto in the novel, shining red phosphorescent light that chooses to eat;
Behind him in the golden cloak, there is a clock that is almost as tall as his body and is cast from something unknown.
There is no 28-hour dial on the clock, and there is no specific scale, only a long needle that rotates fast and slow.
A total of twelve bishops!
Just when Mi Ke was about to firmly remember the image of each of them, the bodies of the twelve bishops suddenly exploded at the same time.

The violent talisman fluctuations caused the entire altar to tremble violently, and countless stones shattered one after another. It seemed that it could not bear the huge coercion exerted by the twelve bishops at the same time.

During the breath, it started from the bishop in the scarlet robe. The bright red blood that was flowing on his body seemed to be boiling, rushing out of his body, and spreading to the bishops in a counterclockwise direction.
Soon, the blood connected everyone on the altar one by one. Starting from the bishop in the scarlet robe and ending with the bishop in the nebula cloak, the twelve Albe bishops were connected into a whole.

On the altar, it was as if an extremely complex array of talismans had been drawn with blood
The original tyrannical coercion suddenly increases after each bishop is connected in series, and reaches its peak after reaching the final nebula cloak!
The rotating stars on the nebula cloak rotated at an astonishing speed, and his whole body began to undergo some unspeakable changes, as if he could penetrate the barriers of space and reach any place he wanted to go.

At the same time, the sea in the distance is also violent!

The violent ocean waves and the tumbling movement of the thousands of meters long water dragon faintly became some kind of suppressive force. The target of this force was pointing at the altar, pointing at the bishop in Nebula's robe.

The bodies of the twelve bishops seem to be dissipating.
At this time, the bishop in Nebula's robe slowly raised his hands.
Between his arms, a black hole the size of a grain of rice slowly formed, turning faster and bigger.

As the volume of the black void increased, the bodies of the twelve bishops became darker, as if all their energy had been drained
Finally, shouted in unison.

The black hole finally took shape, and finally the whole picture of it can be seen with naked eyes.
This is exactly... that black vortex.

At a certain moment, the bodies of the twelve bishops burst suddenly, completing the last step of the ceremony.

The black vortex with a width of only a few meters danced vigorously, as if it had penetrated the space, and landed on the beach in the distance.

As the black vortex grew bigger and bigger, and finally penetrated the barrier of space, the sea gradually became quieter
As the twelve bishops sacrificed themselves, there was only one living person left in the whole world, Unpredictable.

He looked at the black vortex standing on the beach and couldn't help sighing:

"This is how the twelve bishops created the space-time channel."

For their homeland and for Albe to return to the Rodinian continent, they sacrificed themselves in exchange for a passage to return to the Rodinian continent.

Just when Mo Ke was about to shift his perspective and watch the next scene, unexpectedly, on the altar where there was no one there, a phantom as thin as air slowly took shape.

What surprised him even more was that the phantom actually turned his head and looked at himself. It was facing his God's perspective!
He discovered the unpredictable!

This made Mo Ke's heart suddenly tremble.

The phantom quickly took shape and turned into the image he had just seen. It turned out to be
The bishop with the silver robe and the Ouroboros pattern on his face!

His figure at this time is already illusory, but he still looks at Mo Ke. Even though Mo Ke can't observe his expression, he can still read what this person wants to do through some kind of strange connection—he should have discovered it. That's why I used my contract ability to stay for a short time at the moment when my life ended
He has something to say!
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Mo Ke's heart, and this voice originated from the phantom in front of him.

A soft, but ethereal male voice that is faintly admirable just by listening to the tone, mixed with an indifferent smile:
"Unpredictable. Isn't it?"

"Hehehe, I am the bishop of numerology. My title is prophecy!"

"I watched the wheel of fate, knowing that you will definitely appear at this time."

".So leave a message here."

(End of this chapter)