Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 84 Give him to me, I owe you a favor!
"Clap!"

Cinder, wearing the black knight's armor, looked at the strange world in front of him with an unusually calm gaze.

In Yu Jin's eyes, the painting world, which should have been based on coldness, now only contained an endless blood-red color.

Whether it was the plains beneath his feet or the mountains in the distance, the surface was covered with a thick layer of blood-colored viscous liquid like a fungal carpet.

And on top of these 'bloody fungal carpets', there are 'eggs' that are also made of sticky bloody mucus.

The surface of the egg is covered with intricate black blood vessels like tree branches, and the interior seems to be gestating life and beating constantly.

Mr. A's final counterattack before death should not have been successful.

He could dodge it by just rolling.

But I was attracted by the "painting world" and was careless, and did not dodge.

but.

This itself was within his expectations.

Anyway, he was going to enter this world of painting.

The only regret is.

There is still a fish in the basement that has slipped through the net and has not been dealt with.

But it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, he had already called the police before he came.

Judging from the time, the Church of Night should have arrived by now, right?

Yu Jin thought and looked towards the mountains in the distance.

There was no escape route behind him.

The painting he saw was not the real painting world, it was just a corner of the painting world.

So that painting is just a one-way door, only allowing entry but not exit.

But since there is an entrance here, there must be other exits.

Even if he really couldn't find it, he still had the bone fragment to return to.

And now.

The most likely place for an exit is the high mountain in the distance.

Ember thought about it and started moving towards the distant mountains.

What Ember didn't know was.

Soon after he left.

A mass of flesh and blood suddenly appeared where he was originally, and then quickly began to absorb the flesh and blood fungus carpet covering the ground, constantly "growing and growing".

……

"Just leave like that?"

In the basement, Lanevus had not yet recovered from his shock.

Just now, I watched Mr. A push the embers into the painting in a mutually destructive manner.

But when his eyes came into contact with the picture frame, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

Of course he knew what it was.

The reason why Mr. A was confident that he could take him away was because he placed his hope on the magical power contained in this painting.

But Lanevus didn't want to go with Mr. A.

After all, he would rather be caught than stay with those crazy people in the Aurora Society!
Even though Mr. A was trying his best to take the Black Knight away, Lanevus knew clearly that what Mr. A was protecting was not Lanevus, but the True Creator!
But no matter what.

At least now he has truly gained freedom.

Lanevus grinned, wanting to laugh out loud.

But when he felt the strange touch in his abdomen and chest, his face became gloomy again.

Mr. A, who imprisoned him, is dead, and the people who came to hunt Mr. A have also disappeared in the world of the painting.

No one can threaten him now.

He can go wherever he wants!
But the shadow of the 'True Creator' still lingers like a thorn in the flesh.

If he cannot resolve the hidden danger left by the 'real creator' in him, in a few months he will completely become the carrier of the real creator's arrival, and he still cannot escape the shadow of death!

"We have to think of a way to get rid of Him..."

Lanevus stroked his chest with his palm. His angular face was still shrouded in gloom, and his expression was uncertain.

For the true creator to come completely, it requires a great deal of pessimism, despair, numbness, resentment and primitive evil.

Only Backlund, only the East District, the Factory District and the Dock District could satisfy His requirements.

That being the case.

As long as he stayed away from Backlund and these places filled with despair, he could greatly slow down the arrival of the True Creator.

During this time, he always found a solution.

"But the most important thing now is to get out of here as soon as possible."

Lanevus took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the stairs leading to the first floor.

Although the battle between Mr. A and the 'Black Knight' just now was fierce.

But their killing moves are all aimed at killing the opponent completely, and there is no large-scale, indiscriminate killing.

In addition, in order to imprison him, the human carrier of the true creator, the basement was originally made of special materials. Therefore, it was able to withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two and still remain strong.

As long as the house was not damaged and the noise was not too loud, it would not alert the Backlund Beyonders.

If nothing unexpected happens, he can leave quietly.

of course.

The premise is that there are no accidents.

But, it is impossible for nothing to happen unexpectedly.

As soon as he walked out of the basement, Lanevus's expression froze completely.

Because in the room above the basement, an old man with a clean-shaven face and deep eyes seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

He wore a black and red clergy robe and five dark holy symbols on his chest.

Lanevus recognized him and memorized his information through Mr. A's semi-forced knowledge indoctrination.

Anthony Stevenson.

The Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese of the Church of Evernight, a Sequence 3 Demigod!
"Where's Ash?"

Anthony stared at Lanevus with cold eyes.

"..."

Lanevus felt a chill down his spine and sweat ran down his face.

Just a look from the other party was enough to make him unable to move.

Even though he still has the trump card of the True Creator, the one in front of him is a Sequence 3 Demigod!

If the true creator came forward, a mere Sequence 3 demigod would be nothing but a piece of trash and not enough to be used as evidence.

But he is just a carrier after all, not the real creator!
Even if he released the power of the true creator now, he would not be able to resist the other party.

But he couldn't understand why the other party came so quickly? !

A bitter look appeared on Lanevus's lips.

He knew that there was no chance of him escaping, and being captured by the Church of Night was his only fate.

He is not reconciled!
After finally escaping from the wolf's den, I thought I had regained my freedom, but I ended up falling into the tiger's den just after I got out of the wolf's den.

But what if you are unwilling?
Could he still hope that another demigod would descend from the sky on a colorful cloud to save him?

“That’s simply not realistic.”

Just when Lanevus was desperately trying to give up resistance, reality slapped him hard in the face.

Backlund doesn't have a demigod who walks on colorful clouds, but he does have a demigod who walks on peas.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, layers of tangled pea vines that seemed to be able to weave a ladder to heaven hung down from the sky, interweaving into a dense forest, completely covering the entire house in a world of pea vines.

Lanevus only felt a flash before his eyes.

At some point, a pair of slender legs in black leather boots appeared in front of Lanevus.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked upwards.

A lady wearing a white Intis shirt and a dark black jacket, with a thin rapier on her waist, was sitting on a hammock-like seat hanging from the ceiling, made of pea vines.

"Give him to me. I owe the Church of Night a favor."

The lady's long chestnut hair fell naturally, her deep blue eyes looked over, and she spoke softly but without emotion.

"No."

Anthony looked at her deeply and said calmly, "This is Lord Ash's trophy. No one can take it away without Lord Ash's permission!"

The lady saw Anthony's determination and frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about the cost of taking action.

The two men confronted each other, neither willing to give in.

But Lanevus, who was trembling in the middle, seemed to see a ray of hope.

"Fight, fight!"

Lanevus was full of hope. As long as the two men fought, he would have a chance to escape!
PS: Thanks to the first leader of this book, 'Pigeon Hunter' for the reward of 100000 Qidian coins.

I originally wanted to write a separate chapter to thank the big guys who gave me rewards one by one after the book is put on the shelves.

But the amount given by the 'pigeon hunter' is huge, so I can only thank him in advance.

As for adding more chapters, it is really useless because more have not been put on the shelves yet.

I can only wait for two more days, please forgive me.

PS2: In the worldview of the Lord of Mysteries.

Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 are demigods and saints.

For example, there are five saints in Aurora, and among these five saints there is the 'Dark Saint' of Sequence 4.

In the original text, these two levels are referred to alternately as saints and demigods.

Sequence 2 and Sequence 1 are angels, and also from God.

PS3: Original example

Paragraph 1: Alger had no doubts about this, and initially believed that this was done by a Sequence 4 or Sequence 3 demigod, or a Saint. He was shocked and horrified because one of Mr. Fool's followers was a high-sequence one.

Section 2: The upgraded 'Creeping Hunger' can record two demigod-level extraordinary abilities no higher than Sequence 3 through Mr. X's soul and characteristics.

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