Chapter 1292 Captain Constantine
Lin En looked at her and said:
"Don't worry, if possible, I also hope that they can use their full strength, because after this matter is over."
"We will enter the main universe."
...
Time continued to pass.
Silver Fantasy did not stay with Lin En for too long. After a while, she left Lin En's system space and returned to the Dark Night City.
However, this time, she did not continue to go to the Sea of Mind, but listened to Lin En's advice and stayed in reality to comprehend and control the laws.
And it was after the third day.
Buzz——
The entire Dark Night City was instantly shrouded in a terrifying shadow of death.
The roots waiting outside the Dark Night City were all awakened, and when they subconsciously looked up at the sky above the Dark Night City, the disturbed rules stirred up the black fog in the sky, and actually formed a dark abyss that spread thousands of kilometers and rotated continuously above the Dark Night City.
Countless lightning roared furiously.
And at that moment.
Many people even saw that above the rolling black fog, vaguely emerged one after another unclear solemn figures.
"It's the jailer!"
Many roots were shocked.
Just as they thought, those high jailers were not unaware of what happened in hell, they just didn't intervene, but they were always watching.
But this time, they actually appeared above the black fog.
And they immediately understood what was going on, because at this moment, the huge rotten wooden ship that had been docked above the central square of the Night City was constantly trembling, and one crack after another climbed in it as if it was about to break at any time.
And an unimaginable and terrible breath of death rolled out from the cracks.
Even the night doctors guarding the central square were horrified and dared not approach.
Because they were only slightly close.
Their bodies showed signs of decay, as if there was a terrifying power that was constantly absorbing the breath of all the surrounding life.
"That is..."
Many roots trembled.
Because this breath was far more terrifying and intense than the roots of the previous Night City.
No!
This was even far beyond the level of the root.
At that moment.
They actually saw the manifestation of the hell mechanism, countless dense black lines emerged from the shadows and surrounded the giant ship.
But the cursed black lines were offset and dissolved by the rolling death aura just as they approached.
Someone broke free from the curse!
Get rid of the suppression of hell!
And the next moment.
They saw a wisp of terrifying black air emanating from the cabin, and countless condensed skeletons, like the screams of billions of evil spirits.
The black air gradually floated in the air and turned into a figure whose face could not be seen clearly.
Click——
In an instant.
Billions of laws were actually materialized.
Rolling towards the figure in the air.
They crossed and tore, as if they wanted to swallow up and drown the figure shrouded in black air, to tear him apart, but the figure remained motionless, allowing the concrete law to tear and pour into his body.
"That is the law of death!"
An ancient creature recognized it, with horror in his eyes.
They also immediately understood who that figure was.
"It's the captain! The former shepherd of souls!"
The captain was very low-key in this era, but in the more ancient past, he was almost a living nightmare in the hearts of all the roots.
They had doubts when they came here.
Because the huge ship was too conspicuous.
And when he really appeared, they still couldn't believe their eyes.
"He left the city!"
Someone screamed.
In the twisted laws in the sky, the figure was able to move with ease, and instantly turned into a wisp of black air again, stepped out of the Dark Night City, and came to the outside of the city.
He didn't want the law to affect the Dark Night City.
He was protecting this city.
At that moment.
He landed.
The black air all over his body enveloped him, and the land within a few kilometers around him instantly fell into desolation the moment he fell.
Crack——
The law seemed to turn into a dark lightning and struck him.
But he didn't react at all.
He was like an old man in his twilight years.
He walked towards the distance step by step.
Every step he took, the law of death suppressed him once, they roared, howled, and angrily wanted to tear him apart.
But he didn't change his face.
Many roots followed him from a distance, their hair stood on end.
They didn't know where he was going.
But at that moment they all had a horrible guess.
Could it be...
Could it be...
The shackles that hell had imposed on him were no longer there, and in the torrent of the law, the curse had been wiped out by him.
He stepped forward step by step.
At that moment.
When he raised his head, he regained the rank and power of the ancient god.
He looked towards the turbulent rolling black fog, and saw terrifying figures emerging one after another vaguely above the black fog, but his gaze swept past all the people and only fell on the highest point of the black fog, the old man who was vaguely emerging in the evaporation of the black fog.
And as all the roots watched tremblingly.
He bent his knees.
He kowtowed heavily to the old man above the black fog.
At that moment.
The whole world was silent.
No one understood, why the captain would kowtow so solemnly.
But, they all heard that sigh.
That old sigh from above the black fog.
Then.
The black fog was turbulent.
All the figures above the black fog disappeared.
It was like some kind of tacit consent.
The figure slowly raised his head, and the black air finally disappeared from his body, but at that moment, a man with black hair and shawl appeared. His black eyes seemed to have turned into lightning, breathing out the terrifying air of death.
The law representing death kept striking him.
His cheeks kept rotting, slowly turning into that eerie skeleton, but in that skeleton, he kept turning into that black-eyed young man.
And finally at that moment.
He suddenly raised his hand.
In an instant.
The sky and the earth changed color.
Countless laws rumbled and gathered into a point in his hand.
It was as if something was taking shape.
A little bit.
A drop.
That was...
"Godhead?!!"
All the roots changed color at that moment.
But soon they found out.
No.
It was not a complete godhead!
Because there was an invisible force suppressing it, not allowing it to take shape, but at the same time, it was like some kind of tacit consent, and no punishment from heaven fell.
Crack-crack-
The law was materializing and twisting, and the point in his hand also bloomed with a terrifying and dazzling divine light.
