"Lucien?"
"Lucien? Evans? "
Natasha, Camille, the Fire of Purification, and the rest of the people who were attacking Antanas also noticed the change. Some were surprised, while others were shocked. However, they were facing a false god at the level of a Gold Knight, so they had no choice but to focus on the battle.
Francis, on the other hand, did not recognize Lucien's identity. Judging from the way he grabbed Asin, he seemed to be a mysterious and powerful Knight. Therefore, the first thing Francis did was to think of which Sky Knight or Gold Knight in the main material world could match up with Lucien.
As the divine light of death and resurrection flowed into his left hand, Lucien could clearly feel that Alterna was slowly coming back to life.
However, when the part of the divinity was absorbed, the remaining divinity of the Incarnation of Love and Beauty and the Star of Dawn and Dusk began to dissipate from Asin's body, Lucien noticed that Alterna had stopped absorbing the divinity. Therefore, he gently pushed Asin away with his left hand to avoid a conflict with his own cognitive world. More importantly, after absorbing this part of the divinity, Lucien might directly turn into a female.
Asin's head was filled with paste. She had no idea what was going on. When the mysterious black-haired man grabbed her throat, Asin thought that she was going to die. However, why did he only absorb a part of the divinity and then let go of her?
"What a picky eater …" Lucien suddenly thought. Then, he sent a message to Natasha with Message Wind.
At this time, Ell had recovered from his shock. Seeing that the prey he had been searching for was snatched away, anger and greed welled up in him at the same time. He glared at Lucien and said in a distant and indifferent voice, "I order you to die!"
The river water around Lucien was gray and tumbling. The vitality was quickly draining away, but his body did not change at all. The strange and unpredictable Command Spell seemed to have completely lost its effect in front of his left hand.
"What's going on?" Ell took a step back in disbelief. Ever since he was able to use Command, he had never encountered such a situation. Regardless of whether the Command would affect the target, at least the target would change accordingly. Only then would they be able to resist it. But this time, it was as if he had never used the Command of Death!
In Ell's eyes, Lucien in the river was as quiet as before, deep and mysterious, like a devil in the dark.
Suddenly, the devil in Ell's eyes moved. Moonlight shone on Lucien's body, and his muscles bulged. He suddenly flew out of the river water and grabbed Ell with his left hand.
Lucien was not the kind of person who would only complain about things. Now that he had exposed himself, there was no point in running away in front of the one-eyed Antanas and the legendary sorcerer who might be lurking nearby. If he did not seize the opportunity to absorb the divinity in the fields of Silver Moon, immortality, and resurrection, and let Alterna recover as much strength as possible, he could only wait for death.
This time, it was not Lucien who was driven by hunger, but Lucien who took the initiative to transform into a Celestial Knight and attack Ell. He was a false god who was in charge of resurrection, immortality, moonlight, redemption, and destruction!
A vast and mighty will spread out from Lucien's left hand, and Ell's mind was frozen and sluggish, as if he had met his natural nemesis. He stood there, unable to make any effective response.
"Idiot! A lunatic under the influence of divinity! " Seeing Ell attacking the mysterious Knight in the river, Francis could not help but curse in his mind. He was hesitant about whether he should help Ell or not.
However, as soon as he saw Lucien attacking, he made up his mind. He was only a level-six Celestial Knight! Maybe it was because of his special blood power that could suppress divinity and divine spells.
Holding the greatsword tightly with both hands, Francis swung it down from the sky.
Suddenly, a whirlpool appeared on the ground, sucking in all the mist in the air. The mist of destruction turned into a nine-headed black serpent spiraling downward. With the power of lightning, venom, and acid, the serpent attacked Lucien fiercely.
Lucien's left hand was in front, and his right hand was holding Pale Justice. Facing the nine-headed black serpent, which covered the sky, Lucien dodged and jumped into the air. He clenched his fist and punched out.
Lucien's ordinary left hand hit the black mist. With a crisp sound, the mist disappeared, and the dark night with the Silver Moon appeared again.
Francis held the cracked greatsword and fell heavily to the ground. He staggered backward, his eyes full of disbelief.
Lucien exerted the power of Moonlight Blessing and rushed to Francis like a shadow.
In a hurry, Francis only had time to swing his greatsword horizontally.
Lucien bent his back, lowered his body, and dodged the greatsword. Then he clenched his left hand and punched out.
Seeing that it was impossible to dodge, Francis' body suddenly twisted and wriggled. Clouds of black mist came out, trying to reduce the damage.
Bang! Lucien's left fist hit Francis' chest hard. The clouds of black mist suddenly condensed into flesh and blood!
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The sound of broken ribs came. Francis spat out blood and flew backward. He fell heavily to the ground.
All the bones in his body were broken, and his internal organs were ruptured. There was nothing but blood in front of his eyes. Francis felt that it was very difficult for him to even move a finger. Compared to the damage on his body, his fear and shock toward the left hand were even clearer. What kind of power was this?
Seeing that Francis fell into the dust like a rag bag in only a few seconds, Ell's heart was filled with fear and panic. However, thanks to Francis, Ell was able to get rid of the suppression and solidification. He turned into moonlight and was about to flee in a hurry.
Suddenly, an elegant and slender left hand appeared in front of Ell's eyes. The left hand seemed to be reflecting a cold light. Then, the left hand clenched into a fist and punched Ell's face.
"No!" The fear from the bottom of Ell's heart made it impossible for him to maintain his mysterious temperament. His face twisted, and one after another divine spells burst out. Some of them were released by himself, and some were triggered by divine items. Among them, there was a force field like a transparent wall, a flame-like shield, a tranquil darkness that could make people fall asleep, and countless rolling air of death and swirling wraiths.
Lucien did not retract his left fist. Instead, he punched out with all his strength, bringing a roaring wind.
Pa. The left fist hit the divine defense around Ell. Time seemed to have paused for a short moment. Then, the wraiths disappeared peacefully, and the gray air of death quickly faded away. Then, the darkness rolled, the flames were flying, and the transparent force field was broken inch by inch. It was as if the walls in front of Ell were made of paper, and Lucien's fist punched through them and hit Ell's face.
"Ah!" Ell's painful scream was earth-shattering. Then, his voice was blocked back into his mouth. His nose and mouth collapsed, and his whole face caved in. Blood sprayed to the left and right, mixed with the milky white blood.
Lucien opened his fist and grabbed Ell's head, which was as broken as a watermelon. As expected of a false god, Ell was still alive after such a heavy blow.
Suddenly, Ell's body blurred. He was separated from Lucien's hand and appeared in the shadow of the mountain more than ten meters away. Ell fell to the ground, struggling to stay alive.
Lucien turned his head to look. It was not Ell's own effort. Someone had saved him!
Antanas looked at Lucien with a mysterious smile on his face. Ignoring the attacks around him, he pulled off his eyepatch.
The inside of his eye was not empty. Instead, it was a ball of black, white, and gray light. It seemed to contain endless changes, but also seemed to be frozen and returned to the beginning.
The muscles on Antanas' face began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. The yellowish pus quickly turned gray. Pieces of rotten flesh hung on his face, reflecting the glow of his bones.
Around him, the normal world began to distort. All colors and sounds faded away, leaving only eternal silence and monotonous black, white, and gray.
In such a world, Natasha, Camille, and the others' movements became extremely slow, like insects frozen in amber.
"I wanted to let him absorb Asin and raise him to level nine for my recovery. It's better than absorbing him separately. I didn't expect to meet you first." Antanas' voice was hoarse, as if it was full of rust.
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