Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 476 The True War of Gods Begins
The sound of cannons continued to rang out. Under the constraint of the law that "reality is enhanced and mystery is weakened here," various mystical defenses quickly became fragile, and even the walls created by the "Guardians" could hardly withstand the bombardment.

Audrey pulled on the reins, looked towards the battlefield, and planned to wait until nightfall to use the artifact to sneak in.

But at this moment, the situation suddenly deteriorated.

This restriction doesn't just apply to Fursak; this Sequence 4 "Law Mage" will also be subject to it.

So she decided to use the seal on her head one more time before the restrictions became too great.

The crown of thorns on her head suddenly shone brightly, and the thorns on it became sharper and longer, piercing directly through her skin and penetrating her head and skull.

"Invading another country's territory is a crime, and the guilty should be punished." She held the golden mask on her face with one hand, and raised the other hand high, clenching it into a fist.

"I hereby sentence him to death!"

The moment the trial ended, her clenched right fist swung downwards. The crown of thorns above her head suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, turning the dark, cloud-covered sky into a sea of ​​light.

Pfft, pfft...

Illusory thorns, formed from condensed light, pierced the bodies of the Fusak soldiers. Some pierced their shoulders, some their waists, some their legs, and some their heads.

It is unstoppable, both inside and out.

Her original intention was to impose the death penalty, but the outcome of such a large-scale trial would inevitably be distorted, so she took a step back and chose a more roundabout way.

A bloodcurdling scream came from the Fusak camp. The demigod raised his hand again, making a "continue" gesture. Immediately, a barrage of cannonballs flew out from the Rune camp and headed towards the other side.

Seeing this, Audrey's eyes widened in shock.

Although she felt a little reluctant, she did not rush forward and patiently waited for her turn to enter.

But soon, the wails from Fusak's side stopped, the soldiers' eyes turned even more bloodshot, and illusory red chains appeared on their bodies, linking them together one after another.

These chains seemed to have unlimited extension, able to connect soldiers no matter how far away they were.

These chains expanded and contracted rapidly, making a thumping sound like a heartbeat.

thump! thump!
The soldiers' previously chaotic heartbeats, some fast and some slow, were synchronized and joined together, expanding and contracting along with the illusory chains.

And the ends of all these chains were connected to a man.

This is a man wearing blood-stained armor.

He emerged from the Fusak camp. He was over two meters tall, with a tattered cloak stained with dried blood draped over his back. He wore old, blood-stained armor, and his helmet completely covered his face, obscuring his expression and features.

He stood upright, looking straight ahead, not glancing at the demigod wearing a crown of thorns floating in mid-air, and strode heavily toward the center of the battlefield.

The chains did not restrict his progress; instead, they grew longer and longer as he moved forward.

Rune's shells were inexplicably drawn in, like bulls that had been provoked and lost their minds, changing their original direction and flying straight towards the man.

But soon, they all exploded in mid-air, crushed by pairs of translucent, scarlet hands that looked like congealed blood.

Upon seeing this, the law master raised his hand again, which he had already lowered, intending to issue a new decree.

But at this point, the seal had reached its limit and began to absorb her blood, gradually showing signs of preparing to pierce her skull.

Left with no other choice, she had to temporarily descend from the sky to resolve the negative effects of the sealed artifact.

On the battlefield, thick white mist flowed from the gaps in the man's armor. With each step he took forward, the "fog of war" on the battlefield thickened, forcefully tearing apart the constraints of the law.

His steps appeared slow, but in reality, each step covered a considerable distance. Soon, he arrived at the center of the battlefield, raised his right hand, and placed it on his left chest, near his heart, as if in a salute.

The next second, he suddenly exerted force with his hand, piercing through his old armor and skin, grabbing his heart and squeezing it hard.

puff.

A stream of blood gushed from the wound, but instead of spilling onto the ground, it transformed into a straight stick made of congealed blood.

The man gripped the stick and slowly pulled it outwards.

Soon, the stick, which was clearly longer than the man's "thickness," was pulled out. It was made of congealed blood, covered with fine blood vessels, and was constantly contracting and expanding, pulsating like a heart that had been reshaped.

The man raised the blood-stained club high above his head and then slammed it into the ground. A banner made of blood suddenly spewed from the top of the club, bearing the emblem of the "Guardians of Fussac" legion.

This is a Sequence 3 War Bishop, an existence that is infinitely close to that of an angel!
This is not simply an extraordinary ability, but a sealed artifact.

Audrey, who was somewhat of an expert, immediately gave her assessment.

Although we don't know what the extraordinary effects are, this is definitely a Tier 1 sealed item.

The ability to connect everyone at once is perhaps the extraordinary effect of this sealing artifact.

Above the Rune camp, the Law Master had a strange, ominous premonition.

boom!
As the military flag entered the battlefield, a sudden, earthquake-like commotion erupted from the Fusak camp.

The wall previously created by the "Guardian" suddenly developed cracks and shattered from the inside.

A massive figure, 3 meters tall, leaped high from the Fusak camp, inexplicably soaring hundreds of meters into the air.

He was also connected to a scarlet chain, linking him to the war bishop and the other soldiers, allowing him to share the power of everyone.

He was also wearing armor, obscuring his face. However, unlike the war bishop, his armor was brand new and gleaming, as if crafted from pure silver, reflecting light.

He leaped diagonally upwards and forwards, like a cannonball flying at an angle, and quickly arrived above the center of the battlefield, directly above the war bishop's head.

His hand seemed to grab something in mid-air, and then he began to fall downwards due to gravity.

As he descended, Rune's soldiers felt an immense sense of oppression.

Their armor creaked and their bodies began to tremble. Many ordinary soldiers were crushed to the ground by the oppressive force, blood gushing from their eyes, noses, mouths, and ears.

boom! boom! boom!
The gun emplacements were also groaning under the strain, with some sections even showing signs of breaking and damage.

Even Audrey, who was watching the battle from a distance on horseback, couldn't help but sweat from her palms, gripping the reins tightly, as if the sky were pressing down on her.

No, this is not an illusion.

The sky, clouded with dark clouds, began to tilt, getting closer and closer to Rune's camp.

With the help of the war bishop, this silver knight actually managed to pull the sky down!
The combined efforts of two Sequence 3 units easily reversed the course of the war!

Led by a flaming javelin, clusters of condensed crimson fireballs flew over the area littered with corpses, weapons, blood, and smoke, landing on the area with makeshift fortifications and creating a series of explosions.

Smoke rose, and flames filled the air. The reversal of fortune forced the law-enforcing mage to once again ascend above the camp.

But this time, she no longer had that sealing artifact.

Suddenly, a splash of emerald green appeared on the barren battlefield. Plants, seemingly from nowhere, frantically absorbed nutrients from an unknown source, growing rapidly, segment by segment, until they reached tens of meters in height, with thick branches and umbrella-like leaves. These giant trees connected one another, half-shading the sky above the battlefield.

In just seven or eight seconds, the battlefield was transformed into a primeval forest.

Audrey raised her hand slightly to shield her face, her brows furrowed slightly.

To be honest, she really didn't think that three demigods could do such a thing.

There must be something else she hasn't observed.

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and turned her gaze to a higher point on the battlefield.

In the thick fog, above the dense clouds in the sky, a rather blurry, thick tentacle wrapped with countless silvery lightning bolts rushed rapidly towards the top of the Fussac camp.

A few seconds later, a feather burning with golden flames fell to the ground.

Suddenly, patches of gray-white dragon scales and flesh-colored, sturdy iron plates appeared on Audrey's body. At the same time, her eyes turned into golden glass, with the numbers 1 and 0 constantly flowing through them.

This is the effect of her seeing things she shouldn't have seen.

Even with fog obscuring their vision, high-ranking beings at the angelic level can still corrupt or harm any creature that sees them.

really.

Audrey confirmed her inner thoughts.

Besides the War Bishop, there was also an angel on Fusak's side who was on the path of the Singer, and took the time during the lull between the battles with the Rune Angels to provide support for the battle below.

However, its secret support was quickly discovered by the angels of the Church of Storms, who seized the opportunity to launch a fierce and relentless attack.

As an extraordinary being using the "spectator" pathway, Audrey immediately withdrew her gaze, calmed her mind, and used her existing extraordinary items to control the signs of losing control.

When she looked up again, she had put on the sunglasses that allowed her to look directly at the mythical creature.

Audrey speculated that in the higher angelic battlefield, the angel of praise from Fussac's side would likely be at a disadvantage for a short time.

However, the specifics are still unknown, because Fussac and Intis have joined forces to form an alliance. Therefore, on the battlefield at the angel level, it is very likely that it will be a two-against-one situation.

This may be why the angel of praise had the opportunity to secretly help humanity on the battlefield.

The still-burning golden feather fell from the angelic battlefield and landed above the mortal battlefield, instantly transforming into a blazing fireball, a miniature sun, illuminating the dim battlefield.

Under the pure light, what was illuminated were corpses scattered on the ground and wailing crowds.

Seeing this scene, Audrey felt a pang of sadness rising in her heart.

In a flash, she dismounted and gently patted Miss Sarah's horse's back.

Miss Sarah immediately understood, vanished, and used a travel-like ability to return to Audrey's own stable.

Audrey then took two steps back and used "psychological invisibility" to hide in the thick fog, without rushing to sneak into one of the camps.

She was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity she believed would inevitably come.

Time passed slowly, so slowly that Audrey thought it had stopped.

After an unknown amount of time, a touch of crimson appeared.

Through the gaps in the leaves, a crimson moon could be seen silently appearing above the battlefield.

It appeared so discreetly that it didn't attract anyone's attention, not even Audrey, who was in the audience.

However, Audrey noticed that the fog at Fursack's position had darkened, as if the sun had sunk below the horizon and night had begun to rule the world.

Without a sound, the soldiers and officers of Fussac closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep, including many extraordinary ones.

…………

Fussac coast, Inuit port.

Countless lightning bolts struck frequently, and the waves surged high only to collapse heavily.

Day and night have lost their meaning at this point, because there is no longer a distinction between morning and evening.

The sky was divided into two parts, one half dusk and the other half night.

The "Azure Avenger" arrived silently at a location not far from the outer perimeter of the port.

This is the ship led by Alger, ordered to launch a surprise attack on Fusak.

Although Alger himself was unwilling to take the risk, most of the sailors on the ship were members of the Church of Storms, and everyone was watching him. He couldn't do whatever he wanted.

So, left with no other choice, he brought his ships to this small port on the coast of Fussac, intending to launch a surprise attack from a less dangerous location.

As the port drew closer, Alger put down his binoculars, turned around, and faced the crew behind him.

The crew members stood tall and proud, ready for battle.

Alger sighed inwardly, intending to say something inspiring as usual.

He raised his head, about to speak, when suddenly a thought struck him and he turned his gaze to the northwest sky.

Wherever his gaze fell, the sky suddenly darkened, layers of dark clouds piled up, and countless silvery lightning bolts leaped out.

Many deep blue waves surged high, swept by the wind, heading straight for the clouds, connecting the sky and the sea.

Where the sea meets the sky, beams of light appeared. They were not brilliant, not clear, and had no color; they seemed to be composed of a vast amount of illusory things.

Further away, the sun in the sky suddenly expanded, becoming enormous. Its intense golden sunlight made it impossible for Alger and the others to open their eyes or even think of anything else.

Then, a phantom tower appeared, each level composed of thick books, each with a brass-colored eye on it. The higher the level, the darker it became, filled with an aura of madness, destruction, ominousness, and disaster.

The tower stretches into the sky, as if it has enclosed the entire world within itself, including the enormous sun.

And atop that tower, countless stars seized the opportunity to dominate the sky, further encroaching on the twilight's reach.

But the twilight seemed unwilling to be suppressed, and it suddenly expanded.

In that twilight, it seemed as if a green tree appeared, enveloped by the dusk, helping it reclaim its "ownership" of the sky.

The next moment, the sky distorted, as if it had turned into an abstract oil painting.

A colossal, dark, abstract throne appeared on the horizon.

The real war of the gods has begun.

(End of this chapter)