Chapter 156 And I'm Open

Poppy sneered, "Look at them, Lenny! I'm even here talking to you defenseless, and they're too scared to attack me!"

He taunted, waving the huge sand wings behind him that had condensed to a wingspan of more than five meters.

Those are shriveled and yellow wings like a butterfly with withered leaves.

"come!"

He yelled fearlessly: "Face me! Attack me!

"--kill me!"

But the players still exchanged glances quickly.

They were silent, not saying a word, not firing a shot.

The entire desert roared continuously.

As the ground continued to crack and shake—the aroused holy blood gradually leaked down again.

"--waste."

Poppy sneered disdainfully: "Presumably Grand Duke Annan, who commanded such a group of trash, is also such a weak person.

"Then let me give you a ride.

"Your Grand Duke will come to accompany you soon—"

The "Sand Demon" let out a thunderous laugh.

And the sandstorm in the distance is getting closer.

Or……

It was Bobby who called it.

"Wind—"

Poppy let out loud overlapping voices: "Steam these flowers dry!"

next moment.

It was as if a strong wind that was hard to breathe was blowing head-on—a typhoon that could uproot trees, smash the windows of high-rise buildings, and blow away the roofs of bungalows.

But there are no buildings and no trees here.

Only a sandstorm whizzed by.

It was impossible to open the eyes at all.

Just by putting your hands on your face, you can feel your body being pushed back continuously. The heavy pressure, the soft sand, and the scattered gravel. This made them a little careless, and they would be directly blown over by the sandstorm.

And their skins were exposed to the sandstorm—they began to wither at a slow rate.

Compared with the speed of being directly grasped by the hand of the sand, it is much slower.

But this is an attack that works on everyone at the same time!

Even Ah Dian has difficulty healing her teammates!

For her treatment, she must use her eyes to capture the opponent's position.

Because she is looking for teammates instead of enemies, there is always a chance to take a sip of milk—even in high-speed battles, her teammates will know to stop and take a sip of milk when they have the opportunity.

But now, her vision is completely blocked.

Not to mention that you can't see people at all... In a sandstorm of this intensity, just opening your eyes may cause your eyeballs to bleed.

Can't see with eyes - so how do you heal teammates?

Bobby roared freely and let out a hearty laugh.

——The abilities of the fallen come from their "appendages".

It is these limbs that can control certain powers that make them "demons".

And as the power of the fallen gradually becomes stronger, their manipulation of this power will become more and more handy. The range increases, and the strength also increases... Although the essence is still monotonous, it will gradually become unbelievably powerful.

——Like some kind of "supernatural ability".

Bobby's father was once the strongest shaping wizard in the world... only the "strongest" at the silver level.

He can easily dismantle a small castle - and use the entire castle as a weapon.

Turn into walls, into sharp blades, into mountains.

It's like a part of your body. As long as the essence of the matter is not changed, their appearance can be changed at will... The former Poppy was also proud of it. Consider it the most incredible miracle in the whole world.

——Until his father died in the ceremony in the Dukedom of Winter.

"Your father is just a sacrifice."

Ingrid said to him: "A sacrifice prepared for the birth of a god."

"The way of sublimation... is it so cruel?"

That's what Bobby said back then.

"of course not."

But Ingrid replied: "The way of sublimation is the most difficult and noblest. Because of this, sacrifices must be made."

"Then why did my father become a victim?"

"—Because he's too weak."

At that time, Ingrid said with a smile: "If his desire is stronger, if he works harder to purify nightmares and cultivate abilities, and can enter the golden rank... then it will be your father who sacrificed others.

"Weakness is a sin, Bobby. While being weak, you also have greed that shouldn't be there...that is a capital offense."

"—And I! At this moment, at this moment! Sentence you—to death!"

In the sandstorm, the sand demon roared: "The weak——

"capital offense--!"

With his rage, his jealousy, his hatred.

His erosion rate began to gradually increase, and the number of demonic parts on his body gradually increased—and his strength also became stronger.

These sandstorms are getting closer and closer to the sand in the "living desert" - the sand that can weaken the dragon.

It is the sand of despair enough to obliterate all living beings.

It's like... a living desert.

"You should respect him!"

At this moment, the players who had been silent for a long time suddenly made a tidy and weak voice: "Because he has torn up the light in the mirror and walked above fate—"

Except for the "dead" Longjing tea.

—their number is exactly seven.

Seven players form exactly the singular seven-pointed star.

A ray of light circulated and passed between them.

The surrounding atmosphere gradually became blurred—with Husky as the core, countless overflowing starlights danced around her.

When the sand and dust passed by them, they passed through directly.

It's like they're not in this world.

And it's like... in the inner side of the world.

One by one, they began to chant like a well-trained choir.

On Annan's side, they suddenly heard their singing.

Not from the live broadcast...but from the bottom of my heart.

Of course he saw what the players were doing. The chat records of the players can be seen at a glance in his eyes.

It's different from what Bobby imagined.

When the means belonging to the "player" are resolved.

They didn't despair... Instead, after a brief hesitation, they immediately entered another identity of themselves.

——That is the apostle of Tianche.

"In other words...you have already realized it."

Realized that Annan was the "planner" who manipulated them into this world.

...It's really gentle.

Annan looked down, as if a spider's thread had been cast into the dark abyss.

His pupils burn with pure light.

Annan's soul began to burn slowly - the elements of brilliance burst into flames.

With the "fate" between him and the players as a fetter, Annan's power is continuously passed on to the players.

And as if responding to Annan's gaze, the chant in his heart became clearer.

That's the chorus of the seven:

"Look! Here is a man above fate—"

"He is the driver of the sky chariot, leading us to descend from the bottom up to the Great Hall of Merkabaha—"

"He is not a god but a person who is higher than God—"

"The way of ascension and change is the holiness of the sky cart—"

"We are disciples of sublimation, follow the way of sublimation—"

"I am a member of the Sky Chariot..."

In the end, Husky showed a decisive look.

It was the first time that the face that never looked sad was so serious.

She raised her head and chanted loudly: "I am the gate of the Light Realm—"

That's not a simple chant...it's an idol spell called "God's Arrival"!

The next moment, she inserted the ritual dagger into her chest without hesitation.

When the dagger was pulled out, there was no blood spilling from it.

Instead, he opened one eye.

A cold, unfeeling eye that constantly sheds light.

"—And I, have opened!"

When Husky opened her eyes again, her pupils had turned into pure light.

Her emotions are almost out of control.

She almost screamed, and let out a sharp cry: "The light of the sky chariot—come here!"

The next moment, as if endless light began to flow from that eye!

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