Why do you want to call me

Facing this scene, he naturally couldn't miss this opportunity.

Finding a safe location, he decisively clicked OK.

"Answer."

"Please wait a moment, we are connecting..."

"The connection is successful, start launching..."

-

There was a crisp sound like glass shattering in the sky.

The crowd on the ground can hear it clearly, as if the sound is transmitted directly to the brain.

But then there was an inexplicable surge of sadness, and there was a heart-wrenching sadness in my heart.

This kind of feeling is like a fragile child who has lost the meticulous protection of his parents.

The sound of cracking continued, and thin black lines emerged from the dim yellow sky.

The thin line expanded, and soon cracked into gaps, through which the gray mist could be vaguely glimpsed.

Strands of breath floated out, like the most extreme fear in the world.

The white mist gradually gnawed at the real world, expanding its scope.

Then an indescribable existence emerged from the white mist, revealing a huge shadow on the ground.

From the steep mountains in the east to the vast desert in the west.

A part of the empire is shadowed.

All the ordinary people under the shadow seemed to be blinded, and their eyes suddenly lost the mixed colors.

Obviously there are objects imaged in the eyes, but the brain just cannot receive the information.

And not just the eyes.

All the senses of the body seem to be deprived, or abnormally disordered.

They are like fools at this moment, unable to have a clear cognition and understanding of the world.

It is the body that cuts itself off from the outside world.

This is the instinct of mortals to protect themselves when encountering incomprehensible existences.

But there is also a group of people who are mystics.

They have already carried out wisdom enlightenment, even if they are self-enclosed, their inspirations continue to issue warnings, as if they are out of control.

Don't look up!

Don't look up! !

Don't look up! !

In the imperial capital at this moment, whether it is the Twilight Order, the Secret Department, or the Secret Church and other huge forces.

A large part of the members bowed their heads in fear, and some even fell to their knees directly, touching their foreheads to the ground.

It seems that only in this way can some of the terrifying coercion from the Lord of Twilight be alleviated.

Mystics and warlocks know far more than ordinary people.

Because of this, the pressure they are under is even greater.

Only some morning stars and Huiyue strongmen who hold the rules in their bodies can barely keep moving.

What the hell happened! !

All inspired people ask questions in their hearts.

Then, somewhere in the dark, I naturally gave the answer in my heart.

This is……

God descended!

It is not a projection in the general sense, but a real existence.

Although it is only a very small part of what has come, it has already been able to break through the barriers of world protection.

Could it be that he will die here today!

Under the morning star, the mysterious factors of many warlocks have begun to mess up.

His brain seemed to be filled with incomprehensible things, and he was stunned for a while and lost consciousness, only his body trembled instinctively.

-

On the top of a very high building, overlooking from here, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperous and charming scenery of the imperial capital.

The archbishop sat cross-legged here, looking at the chaotic scene on Baker Street, with a smile on his lips.

When the sky returned from night to dusk, he felt an unprecedented pressure, as if a thousand catties of sea water had been added to his body.

But the archbishop remained motionless, as if it had no effect.

Only when the shadow emerged from the sky, his body could not bear the heavy humiliation, making a creaking sound.

The inspiration was crazy and restless. In front of the Lord of Twilight, who possessed supreme power, he couldn't help but feel a huge sense of powerlessness, so powerless that it was difficult to breathe.

But the archbishop suddenly let out a long laugh.

Even the life and death of tens of millions of residents in the imperial capital are all in his mind.

Just a casual aftermath can wipe out this city to the ground

Facing such a mighty force, the archbishop's laughter revealed extreme joy.

"The Lord of the Twilight..."

"Is this God!"

"It's unstoppable, it's just desperate!"

The archbishop looked a little crazy, but his brain was extremely clear at the moment.

There has never been a more lucid time.

He knows what he's doing.

Instigate Bishop Randy to track down the Holy Son of the Twilight Order, which is likely to cause a huge disaster.

But so what?

He has now witnessed the mighty power of the gods, and just a breath can make people feel irresistible.

And in this, he has already found the way in the future.

And the coming of the Twilight Lord will cause great fear in the world.

In this way, more people will choose to enter the shelter of the Lord of Radiance, sincerely pray for Him, and request the Lord of Radiance to come.

Although this was a tragic disaster, it was also the time when the Holy See returned to its peak.

Chapter 90 It's up to you

In an unknown space, a sarcophagus is isolated in it.

Under the influence of the terrifying breath, the light of the formation began to flicker.

Like a candle in the wind and rain, it may be extinguished at any time.

A figure appeared urgently here, and then stabilized the formation.

"Cough-cough-"

"Thank you."

His tone was so calm that he couldn't make any waves.

Professor Adolf glanced at the sarcophagus, then continued with the work in hand, stabilizing the life-sustaining formation.

"Yes, is He coming?"

Both of them knew that this moment was referring to the Lord of Twilight from the outside world.

"Correct."

There was a long silence in the sarcophagus, and then he spoke slowly.

"What a terrifying power."

"But if you have this power... then you can truly complete your plan."

"Cough-cough-"

"I wish I could see..."

"The day you take revenge on this corrupt empire."

-

Narrow stair storage.

A figure whose face could not be seen clearly sat with his legs crossed. Outside was the time for his father, stepmother, and two sisters to eat.

She won't go out until they finish eating.

Suddenly, the voices of the two sisters talking stopped abruptly.

Then there was the sound of vomiting.

This made Cinderella secretly speculate whether there was something wrong with tonight's meal

But soon, she also experienced dizziness and vomiting. Due to the fasting, she didn't feel very uncomfortable.

As time passed by, Cinderella shook her head gently, trying to expel this feeling.

But his eyes suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, and he couldn't see anything.

Cinderella started to panic, and she felt a little uneasily around her surroundings.

The body also seemed to be hot, getting hotter and hotter, as if something was running around.

Just when she was about to fall into a coma, there was a sudden coolness in her eyes.

This clearness began to cool down the body, and even Cinderella's dizziness was much better.

Then the light was restored before the eyes.

In the attic not far from Cinderella, a girl with brilliant blond hair was wearing light makeup on her face with a sad face.

Father will take her out to see the world tonight.

But how could Alyssa not know that she was choosing a future fiancé for herself.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly stirred like a knife, and it was extremely painful.

The bright and slender hands lightly hold the red ointment, swipe it over the pink lips, and then squeeze it lightly to let it melt evenly.

Alicia looked at herself in the mirror.

There was a heart-wrenching sadness in the pure blue eyes, and the eye circles seemed a little red and swollen.

After the pure ointment melted, Alisa stared blankly at the girl in the mirror.

Under the embellishment of red lips, she seemed to have a more mature temperament.

"Hey, such a beautiful girl, who will be cheaper in the end?"

"A flashy nobleman?"

"Or an uncle who is old enough to be your father?"

"But it can't be him..."

The girl in the mirror said suddenly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a trace of hidden malice.

Alicia froze, for this spoke of the sorrow in her heart.

She raised her hand to touch the surface of the mirror, and the girl in the mirror did the same.

Touching the smooth mirror surface, Alisa wondered if it was her own illusion.