The dark and sunken plain shone into the moonlight that should not have appeared. In the center of the long-end world, the upper narrator lies quietly on the spiral hills, and the divine arthropods still cling to the rocks condensed from fragments of history. The clear moonlight covers this divine creature like a veil, and the bright moon hangs high above the hill.

Gao Wen raised his head and looked at the huge spider.

He seemed to die on the road to chasing the moonlight.

Of course, what He is chasing is impossible for Moonlight. This sandbox world does not exist as the reality outside, but His posture of climbing to the hillside and dying...is indeed like chasing something.

Magnan raised his head, the arthropods of the upper narrator blocked the moonlight and cast huge shadows beside him, the irritable red-haired bishop narrowed his eyes slightly: "Cough... it's so spectacular..."

"We have come to the true side of this world... but what should we do next?" Yuri couldn't help asking, "The upper narrator is dead. Should he kill Him again after he resurrected?"

"His body is indeed here, but think about the 'veil' that deceived us all, think about the spiders that attacked us," Gowen said slowly, "The life and death of the gods is a much more complex concept than that of mortals. He may have died, but in a certain dimension, at a certain level, His influence is still alive..."

Gao Wen said it very vaguely because he was not sure about some things, but he did have certain guesses about the "life and death of gods" - the gods in the real world have also "dead". The battle records of the Gods and the deep seas of the Gods, the corpses of the gods who disobeyed the fortress cannot be false. However, God still returns again and again, responding to the prayers of believers again and again, which is enough to illustrate one thing:

Even if a God dies and the corpse is placed before you, He is still alive on some level.

Selena also raised her head and carefully observed the huge spider's remains, frowned slightly: "He seems to be protecting something before he dies."

Gao Wen looked up along Selena's gaze and saw that there were particularly thick spider silk wrapped around the arthropods of the upper narrator, and there seemed to be something vaguely existing between the gaps of the spider silk.

It seemed like several "cocoons" wrapped in spider silk.

The upper narrator is as if protecting those "cocoons", and some of the arthropods are tightly contracted under the body.

"I am really protecting something..." Gao Wen frowned and walked forward, "Maybe those things that are protected by Him are the key."

However, just as he walked towards the spiral hill, an invisible wind suddenly blew across the barren plain. Amid the dust and debris that were swept by the wind, Gao Wen and others subconsciously stopped. When the gust of wind subsided, a figure had stood not far ahead at some point.

It was an old man in an old robe, tall, white-bearded and holding a shabby lantern that seemed to have been used for a long time.

Duvalter, who calls himself the priest of the upper narrator.

Yuri and Magnan's expressions instantly became solemn, and at the same time they noticed that the white-haired girl named "Naretir" seemed not to be next to the old man on the ground at this moment.

Duvalter walked out of the wind and his eyes fell on Gao Wen at the first time.

"I was surprised," he said to Gao Wen, but his voice was no longer as kind and kind as it was at the beginning, but with a sharp and hoarse tremor, as if his throat had long been rotten, and the sound was coming out of the broken flesh and blood. "I have never seen an individual like you... the information you brought almost polluted the whole story."

Gao Wen did not respond. He just took a step forward, and a long sword with dark red in black suddenly appeared in his hand. After another step, he put on the heavy armor he wore when he fought on the battlefield seven hundred years ago.

"Okay, this way of 'talking' is more direct."

Duvalte, dressed in a worn-out face, looked at Gao Wen, who drew his sword forward without saying a word, said in a calm tone, and then threw away the lantern in his hand calmly.

The fire in the lantern extinguished in an instant, but at the moment when the fire was destroyed, countless rising shadows suddenly radiated from Duvalt's old body. The shadows roared wildly, tangled and expanded in the air, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge spider composed of ashes, smoke, shadows and dark red patterns, exactly the same as the upper narrator who died on the spiral hill!

A strange roar sounded from the smoke and dust. The black spider covered with divine patterns raised an arthropod, blocking the hot sword in Gaowen's hand. The sparks scattered and scattered between the blades and the arthropods. Duvalt's voice, which was no longer human-like, came from the spider's body: "It's a pity that your blade from reality can defeat the endless nightmare..."

Gao Wen held the sword tightly and looked at the dark red eyes that were flashing in the smoke and dust calmly. A little bit of illusory light spread on his sword blade: "What a coincidence, I am a little proficient in dreams..."

An illusory flame rose on the surface of the Trailblazer Sword. The spider limb, which seemed to be indestructible, was cut into two pieces in an instant. The huge body of "Duvalt" instantly moved sideways in an incredible flexible way, avoiding Gao Wen's next attack, and making a series of inexplicable roars of chaos.

Gao Wen turned his wrist and drew a semicircle beside him. The next second he held the sword and went up again, and asked, "Are you an upper narrator? Or is His incarnation? Projection?

"What's that girl named Naritiel?

"The god is dead... Where does the breath that wanders here come from?"

The spider-formed "Duvalt" faced Gao Wen's storm-like attack, while constantly dodging and counterattacking, he whispered mixed with turbid noise: "External people... you have a lot of problems...

“It’s a pity that there is no answer in the nightmare!”

A thick layer of fog suddenly descended on the plain. The thick mist instantly blocked everyone's senses. In the darkness, only the phantoms that seemed like huge spiders were seen moving rapidly in the fog. Yuri opened his hands and constantly outlined golden runes to strengthen everyone's minds. Magnan set off a powerful spiritual storm, constantly dispelling the spiritual pollution coming towards him. Selena held the lantern in her hand, watching the changes in the fog vigilantly while looking in the direction of Gaowen.

Gao Wen held the sword tightly in one hand, his eyes slowly swept through the thick fog in front of him. The huge spider phantom flashed in front of him, but he just took a quiet step back and said without looking back: "Yuri, Magnan, you go back to the real world."

...

Deep in the underground palace of the headquarters of the Eternal Midnights, the bottom shelter area was silent, as if the entire palace had been shrouded in a quiet deep sleep.

Near the assembly hall on the ground floor, in the separate shelter room, the "Spirit Song" Wendy, with a gentle face and a quiet temperament, was sitting quietly on her bed, staring at a white spider that came from nowhere, almost transparent, watching it work hard to build nets in the corner of the wall, watching it run around the ground.

Wendy's face was calm and her eyes were as quiet as water. She seemed to have been staring at this for a century, and she was planning to continue watching like this.

Suddenly, she blinked and raised her head as if she was waking up from a dream.

Opposite the bed, the Siren Runes engraved with magical materials are quietly emitting a glimmer of light, emitting a unique power that makes people feel clear and keen.

Wendy suddenly frowned.

Spiders...Why do there be spiders in shelter areas that implement strict control and cleaning systems?

The archbishop stood up and subconsciously came to the spider that was tung netting in the corner of the wall. The latter was disturbed by her. Several long legs danced quickly and quickly climbed up the wall. When he was halfway through, he disappeared in front of Wendy.

Wendy's expression became serious in an instant.

She quickly walked to the iron door and slapped it twice: "Mr. Guardian, how is the situation outside?"

After a second or two delay, a muffled voice from a spirit knight came from outside the door: "Everything is normal outside, Archbishop Wendy."

Wendy frowned and quietly opened the spiritual vision. In the hazy vision brought by the spiritual vision, she saw the Spirit Knight guard standing outside in the corridor wearing a heavy helmet and armor through the heavy metal door.

Although she was not a good person at fighting, Wendy was somewhat considered an archbishop-level priest. The doors and walls in the shelter area that had protective effects could not completely block her spying.

"Mr. Guardian," Wendy said softly in her eyes as she looked at the figures in the corridor outside the door, and said softly in a voice that exerted some strength, "Is everything really normal outside?"

"Everything is normal outside, Archbishop Wendy."

The guard wearing thick armor said in a muffled voice, but in Wendy's spiritual vision, she clearly saw the other party slowly lifting his right hand, putting his palm horizontally in front of his chest, and his palm facing down!

Pollution of the upper narrators?! When?!

Wendy, who thought she was the first "spirit song" to be contained by the upper narrators, suddenly widened her eyes and realized that everyone had been deceived by some illusion. Her hand was pressed on the cold metal door, and her eyes quickly narrowed down.

It only took two seconds to think.

The next moment, she turned around, her body pressed against the wall beside the door, her eyes stared at the runes with magical power on the opposite wall, which could purify mental pollution, and said in a clear voice:

"To the upper narrator, to our omniscient and omnipotent Lord—"

In the corridor outside the door, the sound of guard armor colliding and rubbing slightly, as if listening.

"Friends, open the door," Wendy said calmly, controlling her heartbeat and breathing, "It's time for the Lord to come."

After a moment of calm outside the door, Wendy waited in this unbearable calm. Finally, she heard the voice of the guard of the Spirit Knights coming into her ears: "I understand, wait a moment. Fellowship, this is really good news."

Accompanied by the sound of metal friction and collision, Wendy saw the iron door beside her slowly opening, and then a figure in silver-white armor walked in.

"Comrades--" the figure spoke.

Wendy suddenly reached out and grabbed one of the other's arms. Then she pulled and pulled the tall guard and threw it half a circle in the air. She slammed the man and the armor heavily on the wall beside her. The iron canned armor made a loud sour sound in the impact - clang!!

Then, before the other party landed, Wendy bullied her body again, and overwhelmed the spirit knight who still had consciousness and counterattack ability to the ground. She used her hands to push the other party's head wearing a helmet, forcibly let the eyes covered by the double-faced armor face her eyes, and shouted softly: "Look at me!

"Mind shock!"

The strong and good spiritual resistance of the spirit knight seemed to have no power to fight back when facing an archbishop at such a close range, and almost instantly fell into a deep coma.

After confirming that the guard had no power to fight back, Wendy let the heavy helmet slam the floor.

Then she stood up and turned toward the corridor.

But she had just taken a few steps and was about to step out of the room, but suddenly stopped.

The warning from her heart stopped her and quickly recalled whether she had forgotten something crucial.

The next second, she turned around and saw the mysterious runes on the wall of the room that helped her break away from the spiritual pollution of the upper narrators step by step.

She was not sure whether she was still carrying pollution, or even whether she was leaving the room at this moment because of her will or something else.

After hesitating on the spot for a while, Wendy took a light breath and made a quick decision.

We must inform our compatriots in the upper level area that the shelter area has been contaminated!!

(My mother!!!)

(Enjoy energy, the food is peaceful...

The double update ends, and the next one is to resume. Actually, I haven’t saved enough manuscripts this time. The second chapter of the past two days has been written and published now. Today, I finally can’t keep up with my energy... Looking back, after all, I have been writing for ten years, and my physical condition has indeed declined a lot compared to when I first entered the industry. I don’t have enough energy, and I seem to be preparing to have tenosynovitis again, so I can only go here.

Cultivate for a while, and then save the manuscript.
Chapter completed!