Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

Having said that, Awinquet's expression was very serious, but her attitude was completely the opposite, relaxed.

"However, although I can't attack with my full strength at my current level, and my strength is probably inferior to Nero Chaos, as long as Aiwen is by my side, no enemy can be a threat to me!"

"Specifications? To be honest, the current Elquet is quite different from what I remembered."

"Yeah, I'm prettier when I grow up. Aiwen also has normal aesthetic standards."

With a slightly shy smile, Elquet looked down at his own slightly tender body, clenching and unclenching his hands.

"Unlike humans, True Ancestors do not rely on sensory information for intellectual growth. Our personalities and strengths are closely tied to the specifications of our frames."

"Freedom of will is very limited and lacks consistency, so sometimes the direction of personality, hobbies, and goals can change abruptly. From a human perspective, this is called volatility."

Under the bright moon, Elquet expressed his inner feelings half sadly and half helplessly, and his eyes shining with light were filled with hesitation and uneasiness for fear of being looked at differently.

"So please don't make me sad and miserable, or I'll become someone I can't even stand looking at."

This sentence made Aiwen stunned. He knew that there was always worry hidden under Elquet's smile, but he didn't expect it to be such a boring question.

"Ah...are you stupid, Elquet?"

"Why, why are you scolding me? I've been telling you my story so earnestly."

The look of loss vanished, and after the emotional excitement, the lively girl that Aiwen was familiar with appeared.

“Seriousness and idiocy are sometimes the best combination. Serious idiots are even more amusing.”

Aiwen pointed at his eyes. In that abyssal vision, only Elquet remained flawless and shone with crystal light.

Flowers blooming under the moon.

This reminded him of a scene in the past, a memory buried deep in his heart, the moon he accidentally saw after his teacher left.

Only I understand the sadness and the brightness of the moon at that time.

Perhaps that was why I looked at Elquet in a different light at that time.

Aiwen stared at the angry real girl in front of him and sighed.

"Can someone who possesses these magical eyes and has inherited the magic be a normal human? You don't think I have the same perspective as an ordinary person, do you? What's there to worry about between two different species?"

"Don't worry, even if you can't adapt to the mortal world in the end, it's still okay to come to me and keep me warm."

"Aiwen..."

Arquette was suddenly silent.

She felt a sense of identity she had never felt before, like an intoxicating sense of fulfillment, which eliminated the uneasiness hidden in her heart.

'like. '

Without making a sound, Arquette turned his head away and responded only by lip-syncing the words.

The reserve and shyness from her childhood restrained her at the last moment and prevented her from saying such embarrassing words.

"Anyway! We've found Nero Chaos, let's go!"

In the end, what Elquet used to cover up was this hesitant sentence.

He released his grip on Aiwen's hand, letting him control the wind to slowly descend. Elquet himself stepped into the void and soared into the sky, side by side with the bright moon.

The excitement and joy in her heart broke through the upper limit of the princess's appearance. She threw away all etiquette and just wanted to express this passion with her body.

Bending over, leaning back, it tumbles and flips under the moonlight as if playfully.

Gravity and atmosphere were like hot porridge being stirred, mixing into a thick vortex.

The planet cooperates with its darling.

At this moment, Elquet released the constraints of gravity, and the anchor of gravity was nailed to the bustling and bloody battlefield below like a chain.

The ground below was now stained with blood, and a large number of broken limbs were being eaten by hundreds of wild beasts. Only a few were still resisting.

Ding-ling, ding-ling, it was as if invisible chains were entangled with the earth, and the only enemy was in the red eyes of the pure white princess.

The pale man in the pitch-black coat walking in the blood.

"One, two!"

The countdown ended, and a dazzling tower seemed to light up between the night sky and the earth. Beautiful human figures dragged magical flashes, drawing a dazzling path, and in an instant pierced through the solid brick road.

Missiles are not enough to describe its grandeur, and meteorites are not enough to depict its beauty. The Moon Princess transforms herself into a weapon and kills the beasts.

Only the last remaining sound echoed in everyone's ears.

"Let you, a dead apostle, also experience the meaning of this excitement!"

Chapter 666: The Number

The extreme speed after stimulating magic propulsion and the huge force of gravity pull, the two combined make this move a real space-based weapon.

"what!"

Nero didn't even have time to react. Before he could even move his eyes to the sky, he was pierced through by a huge force and sank directly into the ground.

The earth could not withstand such destruction. The overflowing force caused the flat ground to bulge like tree roots, intertwining and forming countless cracks and fractures, swallowing up corpses and beasts all over the field.

The atmosphere expanded due to the violent fluctuations, and the shock wave overturned all the remaining agents equally, causing them to fall heavily.

"Uhhhhh!"

The scene was in chaos. The agents supported each other, feeling dizzy and struggling to even stand up.

However, although Elquet hated the church's agents, she had no intention of taking advantage of their misfortune. She controlled her strength well and only knocked them away, causing them a little pain for a while, but in fact, all their lives were safe.

"Haha, that's great. It seems our efforts have not been in vain."

Climbing up from the ground covered in mud, Westino looked at his rare mess and suddenly burst into laughter.

The agents beside him looked at each other and smiled. Slowly, the smile became more and more presumptuous and gradually evolved into laughter.

They looked at the wounds on their bodies, recalled their companions who died in front of them, and listened to the sounds of fighting coming from the bottom of the pit. Tears flowed along with laughter.

You can't help but laugh, you must laugh. Only in this way can you prove the success of the action, and only in this way can the death of your companions have meaning.

"Everyone who is still alive, report the casualties to me!"

After a long while, until the laughter died down, Westino shouted loudly, asking his men to assemble.

There was a rustling and rustling, and finally only a pitiful group of people came to him. All of them were injured, and some were already disabled.

"Really? There are only about twenty left."

Westino closed his eyes, his heart aching.

You should know that the agents he brought are all elites. Each of them has the strength to kill the Night Element and fight against the Night Demon. If forty people attack together, even the lower-level Dead Apostles can be forced to retreat.

But now most of them died in this battle, which was only delayed for half an hour.

"This is the Ancestor, the pinnacle of the Dead Apostles, our enemy. Even with the combined might of the Church, it would take centuries to seal one."

"Agents, your blood will not be shed in vain. Today we will have the honor of witnessing the end of an ancestor once again!"

“Everything is dedicated to my Lord!!!”

Everyone shouted in unison, dedicating their own suffering, the deaths of their comrades, and their hatred for the Dead Apostles to their faith.

"Everyone, take a short break. We'll be on alert in five minutes. Even though the True Ancestor has arrived, we're not completely safe."

"Yes!"

After making the corresponding arrangements, Westino approached the pit himself. From the bottom of the pit, which was sixty meters deep, the howling of wild beasts and the screams of torn flesh could be heard continuously.

Standing on the edge and looking down, one could only see a white figure controlling natural phenomena to attack the beasts.

Extreme cold, raging fire, storms, heavy pressure... The beasts that are extremely powerful to the agents are just a small boat in the storm, shaky and vulnerable in the face of nature.

Be it a tiger, a giant crocodile or a mammoth, none of them even had a chance to take shape. The black slime released by Nero was blown away by the hurricane as soon as it approached, and it was completely powerless.

"As expected of an executioner, Nero Chaos had absolutely no power to fight back. He was like mud that could be manipulated at will."

With a sigh of relief, Vistano knew that he could take a break for a while. At the moment, Nero had no time to think about anything else and could only hold on with all his might.

"But what happens next is the key."

Sitting cross-legged weakly, Vistano removed the control keys on his arms and sighed deeply.

Unlike those agents, as a cardinal... and acting priest, he knew more information about Nero Chaos, which was precious information passed down during the Third Crusade.

"The most blasphemous being, the Chaos Immortal Body, which contains the number 666 within its body. Even though its destructive power is more limited than that of other ancestors, its immortality is far stronger."

"Can you kill him, Princess?"

——"It's very difficult."

Elquet attacked the black mud in front of her without stopping. Although it was in a crushing state, there was no relaxation on her face.

"Is it really a higher level of immortality? Even after enduring so much damage continuously, it can still maintain strong vitality."

The dead apostle in front of him was no longer in human form. The blow from the sky by Elquet completely turned him into a pool of blood and flesh, and he could only wriggle weakly.

Elquet was confident that even if Zu took this blow, at least half of his blood reserves would be wasted.

You have to know that her jump on the moon just now was superimposed with part of the force of the planet's rotation, and all of it was concentrated at one point and infused into the enemy's body.

The aftermath of the overflow alone created such a deep hole. One can imagine how much damage Nero Chaos suffered.

But even so, he is still active and shows no sign of decline.

Elquet suddenly raised a wave of fire, burning the beast in front of him to ashes again, but after the beast died, it turned into black mud and gathered together again.

"It never ends. So this is what you call an immortal body. A pile of mud that can only take a beating?"

After relaxing the offensive a little, Elquet's patience was running out. This endless consumption really made her feel bored.

"How dare you call my achievements rotten mud? If you can't even eliminate rotten mud, what are you? An eliminated, rag-and-bone scavenger?"

As soon as the attack that filled the entire space stopped, the scattered black sludge immediately began to wriggle, and the relatively close parts mixed together to reshape the shape of a man.

"Even the Executioner, whom the Dead Apostles fear so much, cannot kill me. As a Chaos Beast, I possess an infinite lifespan!"

"Boom!"

Elquet waved his hand casually, and the surging atmospheric cannonball directly blew off Nero's head.

"It's useless. It doesn't hurt at all."

The headless body began to transform. The elk's head tore open the chest, and its open mouth spoke human language. The posture was simply that of a synthetic beast.

"This body is the aggregation of 666 beast factors, and the chaos wriggling inside has become a vortex. Without the power to destroy the continent, it is impossible to kill me directly."

"Are you serious?"

Elquet looked at the alien with a deer head and a human body in surprise, and couldn't tell whether he was in admiration or incomprehension.

Chapter 93 From a Different World

"It's impossible to cram so many complex factors into a system as small as a human. The conflict of existence will directly destroy you."

Elquet subconsciously denied it, but slowly, the expression on her face showed that she understood.

"No, I see. No wonder they call you Chaos. No wonder the other Dead Apostles isolated you. Now you are no longer an individual. You have even broken the boundaries of vampires and become the primordial sea mixed with life."

The white vampire finally understood what the "thing" in front of her was.

"The so-called Nero no longer exists. Your original personality has long since collapsed. Who is speaking now? A beast with intelligence?"

"Clap clap clap."

The sound of clapping was heard, but Nero's hands did not move. What was actually doing this movement were the two shark fins extending from his head.

"That's a brilliant summary. You're truly smart to be able to see through my true nature so easily."

As it spoke, the body began to surge again, the deer head melted, and the limbs became thick, as if it was twisted and forged from a nightmare.

Sometimes it has a human body and a snake head, sometimes it has a tiger's head and an elephant's body, or it is a hybrid beast with a hundred hands and eyes, swollen like a meat bomb, and covered with limbs of various animals.