The Corpse Demon World.
Shixing Peak.
The history of the Corpse Demon Clan was so long ago that it was untraceable.
But according to the known records, they were a huge clan that evolved and developed along with the development of the human race.
Among the Corpse Demons, Shixing Peak represented the supreme origin of the bloodline.
Whether it was the Daywalker Council or the Nightwalker Alliance, the supreme beings behind them, the existences of the Myriad Creatures, had all come here to admire the origin and history of the Corpse Demons.
At this moment, the highest point of Shixing Peak was different from the public tourist area where tourists gathered.
On a secluded round stone platform.
A white-haired woman with her eyes closed was sitting quietly on the edge of the stone platform.
Her long hair fluttered in the wind, revealing the silver forehead ornament on her forehead. It was a strange V-like pattern.
"Balma, I feel the flow of fate …" The woman suddenly said softly.
Her language was not any of the existing languages, but an ancient language that had been passed down among the Corpse Demon Clan a long time ago.
"The whereabouts of the Daywalkers and Nightwalkers are uncertain, but if they are faced with a threat, they will come out to solve it."
A deep male voice came from behind the woman.
But she could only hear the voice, but could not see any human figure.
"The great Corpse God never rejects anyone's prayers. He will protect us from harm, and protect the order from being destroyed. May the flow of fate be eternal, and protect our clan. "
The white-haired woman murmured a prayer.
Shixing Peak's existence had always belonged to a neutral force.
This was not only because Shixing Peak had the longest history and foundation, but also because, in name, the strongest existence of the Corpse Demon Clan was here.
She was also the peak of the Myriad Creatures, Divine Hair Sola.
Legend had it that she was formed from the long hair of the Corpse God, and she herself represented the God.
Even the Daywalker Council and the Nightwalker Alliance were in awe of this place.
But because there were very few Corpse Demons in Shixing Peak, and they never went out, they did not have any sense of existence.
Even if Divine Hair Sola was the strongest, the ones who truly ruled everything were still the two Corpse Demon organizations.
"My heart is uneasy." Divine Hair Sola gently pressed her chest. She frowned slightly.
"I can feel that there is a huge and indescribable evil gradually descending. But I can't find the source. "
"Evil … I don't feel anything," Balma replied in a low voice. "According to my network, the rule of the Daywalker Parliament and the Nightwalker Alliance is still very stable. At most, there are some internal conflicts. As for the rest, there was no problem. There are no external threats, and there are no internal threats. "
"Am I mistaken?" Divine Hair Sola wondered.
"No … your premonitions have never been wrong. Perhaps there's something I haven't noticed that's slowly growing. I will inform the Daywalker Council and the Nightwalker Alliance to strengthen the screening, "Balma replied solemnly.
"Then do it as soon as possible. My intuition tells me that we don't have much time left … "Celestial Hair Sora tightened his grip on his shirt as his frown deepened.
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Crack.
In the gloomy gray church.
A man in a black robe looked up at the suffering statue in the main hall.
The sound of something shattering came from his hand.
Raising his hand, on his right arm, a silver-gray metal bracer automatically split open, ejecting a small, complicated, and exquisite mechanical object.
The object automatically floated in the air, unfolded, and expanded in the blink of an eye, forming a beautiful mechanical flower.
The petals slowly rotated, and each reflected a different Ashen Seal symbol.
"Please enter the decryption code." A gentle mechanical female voice came from the center of the flower.
"Pray for the holy light, and it will be as you wish."
The man said calmly.
"Decryption successful. Welcome to the body of Saint Walker No. 2, "the gentle electronic female voice responded.
* Hah. *
The mechanical flower suddenly shone a hazy light screen, forming a complete map of the surroundings in front of the man.
"It's here." He nodded slightly, confirming that this was the location of his target.
"Then let's begin. Let the world understand that disaster will eventually come, and only the holy light can illuminate everything in the apocalypse. "
The second black-robed man, who was dressed exactly the same, slowly walked into the church.
"Fortunately, there were many churches built by the pagans here, and we can be considered to be making use of waste." The man agreed.
"Everything will proceed according to plan."
The two quickly stood side by side, and looked up at the suffering statue at the same time, covered in blood.
The statue was a young girl with closed eyes, with wings on her back, and blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Her expression was compassionate and with a hint of holiness.
Thorns wrapped around her body, and steel nails pierced through the middle of her neck, pinning her to a large, sharp stone slab.
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…
Pei Lin didn't recover from the attack even after the sky turned dark.
Not only because of what the man said, but her father Pei Shangyu seemed to be involved with the Corpsedemon.
And the words that the holy light replied to her.
That sentence made her seem to have understood something in that instant, and seemed to have thought of something.
She seemed to be able to feel it, just opposite of the Spectral Light.
A behemoth, through the positioning of the Spectral Light and her repeated rituals, was slowly extending countless inexplicable tentacles towards here.
She had an inexplicable hunch that she seemed to be the sinner of this world …
"No … What am I worried about? Although the holy light does not look good, in fact, he did save me, and taught me so many things. In any case, I should be grateful to him, and not suspect him. "
After noticing a hint of her thoughts, Pei Lin felt ashamed again, and quickly suppressed her thoughts.
She breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water, and then focused on recalling and analyzing the attack just now.
"What is clear is, if not for Master Holy Light's rescue, my final outcome would have been to be taken away by those people. As for the final outcome … "Pei Lin dared not think about it, and did not intend to think about it.
She could tell from the man's words that her father Pei Shangyu seemed to be related to that person.
"Could it be that father was also involved with the Corpsedemon?" She could not help but worry.
She did not know what her father's job was, but it was definitely a job that offended people. And now even the Corpsedemon had come to the house.
One could only imagine how critical the situation was.
"What should I do now?" She thought about it, and asked everyone on the chat interface.
It was not just a single question to the holy light.
Faintly, deep in her heart, there seemed to be a layer of fear towards the holy light that she had never felt before.
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…
On the road, Pei Shangyu was covered in blood, as he reluctantly withdrew his hand from James' head.
In the end, he still won.
From a long time ago, he had always won like this, and had never lost.
As a Corpsedemon that could leave his family, develop independently, and become a councilor, his strength was undoubtedly extremely strong.
Even among the Faceless rank, he was still one of the best.
Therefore, James' defeat and death were not unexpected to anyone.
But …
The other's goal had been achieved.
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