Chapter 3312: The witch who is crazy about love, the black emperor is resurrected and returns

Triss’s eyes without whites did not look at Prince Grove. She was now in extreme pain and could only maintain a sober will for a dozen breaths at most. She had no time to waste on insignificant people. The most important thing now was to prevent George III from being promoted to the Black Emperor of Sequence 0 and to avenge Prince Edessak.

The venomous snake transformed by Triss’s long hair swam and circled in the void. She took a step and walked to the deepest part of the mausoleum. The earth began to shake violently, and the void also produced layers of ripples. The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur. A blood-colored meteor fell from the sky, dragging a long flame tail, passing over Triss’s head and blasting into the underground mausoleum.

“Boom!”

Most of the dark and majestic mausoleum collapsed, and the rubble flew through the air, making a whistling sound, like a bullet, leaving traces on the surrounding cliffs and the ground. The scene was in a mess.

George III was at a critical period of promotion. Feeling all this, his anger surged in his heart. He separated a small part of his power with difficulty. With the help of the arrangements made in advance, he forcibly distorted the surrounding space and separated the mausoleum from the real world, so that the power of earthquakes and meteors could not affect the promotion ceremony.

"Why did you do this? Even if you don't want to live, there is no need to be so crazy, right?"

George III did not understand Triss's choice and approach. His eyes were full of anger. He stared at the witch Triss who was approaching. The price of becoming a vessel for the advent of the gods was very serious. His own spirituality would be completely devoured and he would become a tool puppet. Normal extraordinary people would not do this.

Triss kept moving. Countless poisonous snakes shot out and inserted into the void, opening the passage between the mausoleum and the real world. She stepped into it, and the flesh and blood around her began to wriggle and separate. The most pure smile and sadness appeared on her hideous and terrifying face. A trace of sweet memories and touching flashed in her dark eyes, and she spoke softly.

"A perfect ending for a story is that all the bad guys die, right?"

"Like you, like me, we are all sinful people, living in this world will only pollute the purity of the air. Kind and loyal people should have a bright future, like His Highness Edsak, but reality did not develop according to the plot of the story. What I am doing now is to correct this imperfect ending and let all of us bad guys go to our final fate!"

The space was broken, and the meteor fell into the deepest part of the mausoleum and blasted into the altar. George III showed a desperate and crazy expression on his face. He did not care whether he would lose control or not, and mobilized most of the power in his body to start blocking the meteor flashing with blood.

The black light merged into the void, and countless space forces condensed and turned into a defensive barrier, blocking the blood-colored meteor's forward path. The deafening roar continued to sound, and the whole Backlund began to shake violently, causing the citizens gathered on the square to scream and show terrified expressions on their faces.

Cracks appeared on the space barrier, and the speed of the bloody meteor slowed down, closing the distance between George III and the king. The usually solemn and dignified king showed a crazy look on his face, his eyes were filled with bloody light, his spirituality began to lose itself, and his flesh and blood continued to bulge, growing slippery and smelly tentacles, with suction cups all over the tentacles, and light yellow pus dripping, corroding the ground.

Tentacles swam, pierced through the space, and entangled Triss's snake hair. A fierce fight broke out between the two sides, as if a group of venomous snakes were fighting a giant deep-sea octopus. Broken snake bodies and tentacles fell to the ground, polluting the surrounding land. The gray-white light and the black light continued to entangle. Now the two sides were in a stalemate, and the winner could be decided at any time.

At this moment, a historical image cut through the space and appeared in the Backlund No. 1 ruins. He looked at Prince Grove, who was surrounded by gray-white light and was in danger. The crown on his head flickered with a faint light, barely protecting the sequence 3 chaos hunter.

Ilsi Hall's brown eyes exuded a cold and indifferent light. He only glanced at Prince Grove, who was struggling to hold on, and the light emitted by the crown on his head was completely shattered. The gray-white light submerged the chaos hunter, turning it into a stone statue, falling from mid-air and breaking into pieces.

Ilsi retracted his gaze and took a step. The space seemed to be non-existent. He appeared in front of the altar in an instant. Looking at Triss and George III who were in a stalemate in front of him, a cold light flickered in his eyes. He slowly raised his right hand and aimed at the witch Triss. The majestic and sacred voice resounded throughout the underground space.

"Arcane, expel!"

A blazing white light shone, filling the entire space, as if the sun was coming, exuding a breath of light, forcibly breaking the original witch mark in Triss's body, and a gray-white spiritual light flew out from the graceful and charming body, exuding the breath of pain, despair, disaster, and doomsday. This is the extraordinary characteristic of the original witch Chike, who was forcefully expelled from the real world and disappeared before her eyes.

Triss's image returned to normal, and the twisted venomous snakes dancing in the sky turned into soft long hair. Her slightly round face was sweet and charming, and her starry eyes were shimmering, revealing determination and sadness, which made people particularly moved. She looked at Ilsi Hall who suddenly appeared, with an unwilling look on her face, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Ilsi Hall, Edessak regards you as a friend, why do you want to stop me from avenging him!"

Ilsi's expression moved slightly when she heard this, and she felt a little emotional. Prince Edessak was an outlier among the royal family members. He did not attach too much importance to his status and position. Although he had approached Ilsi and Audrey because of his interests, he was still somewhat sincere and considered a half-friend. After Talim's death, Prince Edessak sought help from Ilsi, and never thought of using his status to force him from beginning to end. This touched Ilsi a little.

"It was he who regarded me as a friend. I can't just sit back and let you and George III die together!"

Ilsi sighed, looking at this witch who was crazy about love, sighing and sighing, then turned her eyes to George III and spoke to comfort Triss.

"You don't have to be so anxious. No one knows what the ending of a perfect story will be until the last moment!"

Ilsi's words were meaningful, and her voice contained the magical power of soothing people's hearts, which calmed Triss's restless heart at once, which was very strange.

Ilsi turned his head and looked in the direction of the ocean. His eyes seemed to penetrate the endless space. A primitive island appeared in his sight. He saw the middle-aged man in the mausoleum. He was wearing rather gorgeous clothes, which was out of tune with this era. He had long curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He had a mature and stable temperament, and also revealed a bit of cynical debauchery, which had a fatal attraction to girls and ladies.

"The time has come, what are you waiting for?"

As soon as the voice fell, Emperor Roselle stepped out of the mausoleum, disappeared on the primitive island, and appeared in the underground mausoleum. His figure was slightly illusory, as if he had no entity. Looking at George III who was in a crazy and out-of-control state, his face showed a bit of joy. This place brought together the uniqueness of the Black Emperor's path and the three Sequence 1 characteristics. It was the best time for him to revive.

"I will come back again, hold high the throne, and stand above the starry sky. My real name is Roselle Gustav!"

Emperor Roselle was shining with black light, swallowing up all the light. The underground mausoleum was dark, like an endless abyss, which made people feel terrified. Four extraordinary characteristics were forced to fly out of George III's body and merged into his body. A terrifying and majestic aura began to spread. The resurrection ceremony entered the last step. Countless flesh and blood squirmed, making the slightly illusory figure solid. The black light annihilated the blood-colored moon in the body, allowing him to return again without being polluted.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

In the spiritual world, a pure and bright light rose and hung above the spiritual sky, parallel to the original seven divine lights, overlooking all living beings.

The seven pure and bright lights shook slightly, and they all made surprised sounds, echoing in the star world.

"Huh!"

"Roselle, Gustav is actually resurrected, holding the throne high, and coming back again!"

The seven voices had different tones. The Goddess of Night, the Mother Goddess of Earth, the God of Wisdom and Knowledge, and the Lord of Storms were obviously a little happy, while the Eternal Sun, the God of War, and the God of Steam and Machinery were obviously a little flustered.

In the underground mausoleum space, George III was deprived of the uniqueness of the Black Emperor's Path and the extraordinary characteristics of three Sequence 1 by Emperor Roselle. He was no longer able to resist the erosion of the characteristics. His flesh and blood began to rot, and the smelly pus dripped. He became an irrational monster and was easily destroyed by Ilsi without causing any trouble.

Ilsi looked at the returning Emperor Roselle, and a trace of contemplation appeared on his calm face. He slowly spoke.

"I have an idea. I wonder if you are willing to join forces with me?"

The Black Emperor Roselle finally got rid of madness and purified the pollution. All this was inseparable from Ilsi's help. Hearing him say so, he said it very straightforwardly without any hesitation.

"As long as you open your mouth, I will stand with you even if you ask me to kill a god!"

The Black Emperor agreed decisively, without a trace of evasion, and Ilsi nodded slightly, raised her head and looked at the starry sky, her eyes locked on a great figure, surrounded by countless machines, exuding the brilliance of knowledge, with an ordinary appearance and a calm expression, like a knowledgeable bachelor, but in her deep eyes there was a faint flash of madness and coldness, not a kind person.

"Your fall was related to the Eternal Sun, the God of Steam and Machinery!"

"The God of Steam and Machinery was able to stabilize its own state thanks to your appearance, but in the end it turned against you, do you want revenge?"

Ilsi had to change the extraordinary path and create the 23rd path magic because the God of Steam and Machinery occupied the position of the Perfect One. It can be said that there is some resentment in her heart.

Moreover, if Ilsi wants to be promoted to the Demon of Knowledge, the Mystery of Madness, and become the Old One, replacing God, one of the three pillars, the Omniscient and Almighty, she needs to obtain the uniqueness of the Perfect One and one extraordinary characteristic of the Enlightener, and these are controlled by the God of Steam and Machinery.

"The hatred that blocks the way will not end until death!"

Therefore, Ilsi set her sights on the God of Steam and Machinery, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the Seven Gods' separation and fighting each other to kill the God of Steam and Machinery. Otherwise, if she missed this opportunity, the other gods would never allow Ilsi to do so recklessly.

"I have long wanted to settle accounts with this bastard!"

Emperor Roselle smiled coldly on his handsome face when he heard this, and his voice was extremely cold. As a time traveler, he thought highly of himself, but he didn't expect to be stabbed by the God of Steam and Machinery. He had long been dissatisfied with the other party, and Ilsi's proposal was just what he wanted.

"Today, kill the gods!"

Before Ilsi finished speaking, her figure had disappeared into the underground space and came to the star world, followed by Emperor Roselle.

Triss's sweet and charming face showed a blank look, staring blankly at the dilapidated underground mausoleum. The story ended, but unfortunately the ending was not too perfect. The bad guy himself was still alive, but the good guy Prince Edessak was dead, but fortunately George III, the conspirator and ambitious man, did not succeed.

Triss got her revenge, but she didn't feel any satisfaction. Instead, she was filled with emptiness and confusion. She stared at the broken altar and the rotting flesh on the ground with a dull look, not knowing where to go. The despair potion that was originally left in her body was now completely digested. She felt the greatest despair in life, that is, there was no future and no hope!

Ilsi and Emperor Roselle appeared in the star realm, and a magnificent and sacred palace came into their eyes. It was full of punk style, steam and machinery, which gave the temple a strange beauty, but the two did not show any appreciation on their faces. The murderous aura was pervasive, covering the entire temple.

The God of Steam and Machinery had a solemn face, sitting on the bronze throne, surrounded by countless machines, exuding the glory of knowledge, holding a scepter in his hand, exuding the glory of extraordinary characteristics, majestic and sacred.

"Roselle Gustav!"

"Ilsi Hall!"

The voice was cold and mighty, as if it came from the bottom of the abyss, resounding throughout the star world, the stars shook, the light was bright, showing the greatness and terror of this perfect person.

"Even if both of you are promoted to gods, you can't kill me in the Kingdom of Mechanical God!"

The Kingdom of God is the last line of defense of the gods. It has deployed countless means to greatly increase the strength of the gods. Even if two gods of the same level join forces, they can't break through the Kingdom of God and kill the God of Steam and Machinery.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Roselle frowned, and a wave of anger rose in his azure eyes. His long hair danced behind him, inserted into the void, absorbing countless energy. He knew that what the God of Steam and Machinery said was right, so he became even more angry. At the beginning, he was in a half-crazy state, and was backstabbed by the God of Steam and Machinery. Together with the Eternal Sun, he knocked him off the throne and had to start the resurrection ceremony. Although he also had his own plan, he was still full of resentment.

"The kingdom of God is strong. We need to break the defense here before we can threaten Him. Do you have any good ideas?"

Emperor Roselle was somewhat helpless and turned to look at Ilsi. Based on his understanding of this person, since the other party could come up with the idea of ​​killing God, he must have made some preparations.

Ilsi looked at the starry sky outside the initial barrier, with a cold expression on his face, and then his eyes fell on Emperor Roselle and said coldly.

"Have you forgotten why you fell into madness?"

"The Fallen Mother Goddess, the Original Moon, her characteristics polluted my spirituality. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to revive and return. The biggest possibility is that I would fall into eternal sleep!"

Emperor Roselle's blue eyes flashed with fear and fear. He was too reckless at the beginning. He was just an angel, but he dared to explore the moon and confirm his inner guess. He was polluted by the original moon and became crazy. Even though he made countless arrangements, he almost fell completely.

"That's right. Although this former Three Pillars is not at her peak strength now, her status still surpasses that of the gods. Her breath can pollute you, and naturally, it can also pollute the God of Steam and Machinery!"

A great female-like being is lying in the solar system. Her whole body is shrouded in black mist, exuding an ominous breath. An extraordinary characteristic pollutes everything around her, even the void becomes abnormal, twisting and swimming, like a venomous snake, spitting out scarlet snake tongues, containing deadly poison. His anger even broke through the invisible barrier and fell on the moon, changing the moon's image, making it shine with bloody light and filled with ominous breath. If an extraordinary person ascends the Crimson Moon, he will inevitably be polluted by his breath, fall into madness, degenerate into an indescribable monster, and become the carrier of the Old Ones, bringing the entire world into destruction.

Ilsi looked up at the Crimson Moon, slowly stretched out her right hand, and gently grasped it. A flashing blood-red aura was absorbed and condensed into a blood-red crescent. The surrounding void sounded with murmurs, like complaints and tears, making people dazed and lost.

"The characteristics of the original moon, you actually want to use its characteristics to pollute the gods. Although the plan works, the risk is too great!"

"If the operation is not done well, the original moon will take this opportunity to come and destroy the entire world!"

Emperor Roselle thought he was bold and reckless, and there were few things he dared not do, but after knowing Ilsi's plan, he was still frightened and pale, shaking his head repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I have carefully calculated it. It's just an extraordinary characteristic of the fallen mother goddess. It shouldn't get out of control!"

Ilsi seemed confident. Since he dared to do so, he was confident that he could prevent the real world from being destroyed. He swung his right hand, and the Crimson Moon turned into a stream of light, merged into the void, bypassed the heavy defense of the Mechanical Kingdom, and merged into the body of the God of Steam and Machinery silently. This Sequence 0 Perfectionist was unaware.

Seeing this, Ilsi's gold-rimmed glasses flashed a light, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He said to Emperor Roselle.

"Successful, we will start attacking the Kingdom of God now, consume the opponent's spirituality, let him be infected faster, and when he loses control and goes crazy, we can break the Kingdom of God and complete the feat of killing the god!"