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Chapter 1306

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The powerful Shadows of Nightmares, which were transformed from the popes of the past, were evil forces spawned by Lockmarton's crazy will. A mental blast that was powerful enough to destroy an entire legion had lost its effect because it hit Noobie, whose brain was already in a mess, and even caused a group of Shadows of Nightmares to suffer a mental backlash and die. To be honest, Hao Ren could not believe this explanation.

But there was nothing more reasonable than this explanation. Noobie might be weak, but she belonged to the chaotic evil camp. Her brain was the product of the goddess. Hao Ren even speculated that even if the mind of the Shadows of Nightmares had been completely destroyed, it would still be more clear-headed than Noobie. It was hard to say who would go crazy after releasing a mental blast on an already messed up mind.

It turned out that it was the Shadows of Nightmares who went crazy first.

Of course, Hao Ren also had a vague idea that it had nothing to do with Noobie's mind but the nature of the Malevolence. As a contaminated part of Vivian's blood, Noobie might have something to do with Lockmarton.

But there was no way to prove these conjectures. Hao Ren could only make wild guesses.

As the smoke dissipated, the power of Chaos gradually disappeared. Those who had fallen into a state of madness and absent-mindedness finally came to their senses. Hao Ren ignored Noobie, who was struggling and hissing in his hand, and came up to Calaxus. "How are you?"

"I'm still alive." Calaxus panted heavily. His voice was inexplicably bitter. His eyes fell on his three compatriots not far away. A high-ranking knight and two high-ranking priests had fallen to the ground. Their eyes were wide open, but there was a strange smile on their faces. The murky light in their eyes seemed to tell that their souls had gone far away.

Among Lily's guards, a monster had also fallen and would never stand up again.

Even though Hao Ren had tried his best to protect these people, casualties were inevitable.

"God will comfort these pure souls," Calaxus prayed, shook off all the negative emotions, and stood up resolutely. "No one will stop us anymore. Uh … this is? "

The high-ranking monk saw the tiny Malevolent Spirit baring its fangs and claws in Hao Ren's hand.

"… Her name is Noobie." Hao Ren could not think of a better name for a long time, so he simply transliterated it. "She's my … partner. Hmm, kind of a partner. She was the one who suddenly teleported here and turned the tide of the battle. Don't ask about the details, it's too hard to explain. "

When Noobie saw Calaxus, she immediately bared her fangs and claws. Biubiu … "

Calaxus was stunned. He blocked the corrosive energy arrows with a dumbfounded look on his face.

Hao Ren, on the other hand, raised his head and searched the crowd for a certain figure that he had been paying attention to.

A voice came from behind. "I'm here."

Hao Ren followed the voice and saw Lady Gloom, who was wearing a black cloak, standing behind him. Her voice was calm, and her body was steady. There was no sign that she had been affected by the mental attack. It was as if she had been standing there all along.

Hao Ren suppressed his growing doubts about this woman. He nodded and led them through the shattered and collapsed garden to the high-level platform that was said to lead them to the interior of Asurmen.

They did not encounter any more obstacles along the way.

The Basilica Icon was eerily quiet. Since they entered the second floor, they could no longer feel the gloomy and depressing negative magic as if the attack in the garden was just an illusion. Only Noobie's' biubiu 'in Hao Ren's hand reminded them of the reality of what had happened.

It seemed that the garden on the lower floor was the only danger in the entire Basilica Icon. This unusual situation had alerted Hao Ren.

If Lockmarton or his minions had used the Basilica Icon as a breeding ground for dark monsters and a line of defense against the enemy, then there could only be one explanation for the silence in the upper zone: they had completed some preliminary work and abandoned the place.

They did not encounter any more attacks until they reached the upper platform.

"This is it." On the platform of the long bridge in the middle of the twin towers, Calaxus pointed to a curved platform protruding from the long bridge. On this platform, Pope Auguste VII had looked at the fading sacred mountain of Asurmen for a long time and personally ordered him to go to the Ansu Continent to find hope. But things had changed. The investigation team had returned from their mission only to find a ruined hometown. The former pope was nowhere to be found, and even the sacred platform was shrouded in darkness. "We can summon the gatekeeper here, but I don't know if the gatekeeper will appear again. If she doesn't appear, we will have to force our way through a magic circle under the platform. That way, we might have a chance to open the passage to Asurmen. But I'm afraid that will be the last time Asurmen opens. "

Hao Ren did not walk to the platform but turned to look at Lady Gloom, who was silent. "If I'm not mistaken, you should speak now."

Lady Gloom's hood moved slightly, but she did not speak. Instead, she walked directly to the platform. After a while, she said, "The gatekeeper will appear. She has always been good at protecting herself."

Almost as soon as Lady Gloom's voice trailed off, a light appeared on the platform out of thin air. A figure in a white robe with a blurry face came out of the light. Her voice was ethereal. "Protecting ourselves is our first mission."

Lady Gloom nodded slightly. "Long time no see, Number One."

"Living in the human world has changed your way of thinking," the woman in the white light said. "We have been keeping in touch, so I can't say long time no see, Number Two."

Calaxus and the others were puzzled, but Hao Ren had a look of understanding. He saw Lady Gloom finally reached out and lifted her hood. With this movement, the black cloak that she never took off also trembled like a phantom and gradually disappeared.

There was no real body under the cloak, but a hazy, illusory form of dark-blue light and thin mist.

Except for the different color of the mist, Lady Gloom was almost identical to the gatekeeper. They had the same energy form, the same blurry face, the same height, the same style of dress, and all these were like replicas.

"You … you are …" Calaxus was stunned.

"I am Asurmen," Lady Gloom said as she turned around. The face formed by the mist was expressionless. There were only mechanical light spots flowing like a stream of data. She pointed to the gatekeeper in the white light. "She is also Asurmen."

"Are you the consciousness of Asurmen?" Lily asked curiously.

"No, Asurmen's consciousness is still sleeping in the Will Hub. We are just its backup," Lady Gloom said as a large number of flashing light spots appeared on her body. The gatekeeper standing next to her also had a similar phenomenon. The two seemed to be resonating as if they were exchanging data. "In order to communicate with you, we have simulated your form."

"Backup?" Hao Ren nodded. Compared to the confused Calaxus, he understood the concept better. "The gatekeeper stayed in Asurmen, and Lady Gloom traveled in the secular world. Is this to store data more securely?"

"Preserving ourselves is our first mission," the gatekeeper said in a mechanical tone. "The backup must be stored in different places."

Lady Gloom nodded gently. "But now the situation has changed. The Highest Threat Protocol has been activated. The backup must be returned to the core to prepare for rebooting the host."

Calaxus was confused. "Host? What host? "

"Explaining too much will delay the time," the gatekeeper interrupted Calaxus. "The intruders have entered the deep layer. Some of my functions have been destroyed, and I can't stop them. You must enter Asurmen to intercept them. Number Two, my functions are damaged. I need you to complete the next step."

As the gatekeeper spoke, the light on her body dimmed slightly. Lady Gloom stepped forward and took over the control, preparing to open the portal to the inside of the sacred mountain. Calaxus was stunned, and his tone suddenly became stern. "Intruders? Someone has broken into the sacred mountain? "

"They are heading to the Final Protocol Zone," the gatekeeper said. Suddenly, her image fluctuated violently. After a few seconds, the fluctuations subsided, but the image dimmed visibly. "Correction: Interception failed. The intruders have entered the Final Protocol Zone. The Will Hub is locked. The Will Hub needs to be rebooted. Number Two, I will leave the rest to you."

After saying these unclear words, the gatekeeper's figure continued to dim, crumble, and finally disappeared completely.

A portal had formed in front of Lady Gloom. On the other side of the portal was a dimly lit crystal hall.

Calaxus and his men were still confused and hesitant about the secret of the sacred crystal mountain. But Hao Ren knew what to do. He clapped his hands to wake everyone up, drew his weapon, and took the lead. "Let's go!"

At the same time, inside the sacred crystal mountain of Asurmen, a barrier made of crystal and light shattered with a loud bang.

Three figures rushed out of the smoke and dust caused by the shattering of the barrier.

The one in front was the pope of Sanctum, Auguste VII.

It was just that this once majestic and kind old man was no longer what he used to be. His face was twisted, and black veins and veins protruded from his face as if they were about to burst out of his skin. Black smoke was exhaled as he breathed, mixed with sulfur sparks. Even the pope's robe on his body was now torn by his enlarged body. In the right hand of the 'pope', there was a strange longsword.

That longsword was pitch-black and had a strange shape. It didn't look like a blade, but more like an irregular fragment. On that pitch-black blade, no details could be seen, only countless star-like light spots could be seen wandering. The whole sword … was like a cosmic fragment!

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