Text Chapter 1177 Nightmare, Waking Up (7)

The believer warrior in front of him is not strong, and it feels like that.

Even with only one tenth of the power in his heyday, this believer warrior in front of him can't even get close to his duty.

The Nightmare Lord breathed hard... Of course, it was absolutely impossible to make this arrogant and boundless Nightmare Lord show a look of begging for mercy at this time.

In that case, at least he couldn't let the other party succeed too easily... The Seven Seas Heart contained in his body is something that the Sea God Temple regards as a sacred object.

If he manipulated it before he died, maybe he could finally cause the faith in the Sea God Temple to collapse and cause abnormal internal strife, right?

A sneer rose in the Nightmare Lord's heart.

Unexpectedly, the believer warrior in front of him suddenly stopped. Then, its whole body trembled in front of the Nightmare Lord... As if it was forcibly enduring some pain.

It should be wailing, but the sound couldn't be heard - at least, the open mouth should have made a sound, but it didn't reach his ears.

It's not a problem with his hearing. Although he was extremely weak, the Nightmare Monarch didn't think that he had lost his hearing... If that's the case.

It's that voice again!!

Or rather, the owner of that voice!

The Nightmare Monarch subconsciously gritted his teeth. Within a day, he had been influenced by that voice again and again! Although, in every previous situation, he had escaped from the crisis by the appearance of this voice. However, this was exactly what the Nightmare Monarch's proud heart could not tolerate.

Peng——!

With a slight sound, the believer warrior in front of him suddenly fell to the ground... It was easy to see that he was already dead.

The crisis was resolved. The Nightmare Monarch subconsciously raised his head and stared. There was a sense of anger in his eyes. Because at the same time, the light ball she dug out from the Great Elder of the Sea God Temple also rushed out of her clothes and soon disappeared in front of her.

Finally, the voice came as expected, "Angry? If so, you can let things start over again. Anyway, the believers and warriors here have gained. But I don't know what the next time will be like... What do you think clearly? In the end, do you want to try the feeling of powerlessness just now again?"

The Nightmare Monarch took a deep breath, and the air flow hit her body, stirring every wound in her body, as if countless sharp needles were piercing her soft internal organs.

The pain extinguished her anger, and the pain made her calm down, "If I choose to do it again. Maybe you will feel the worst."

As if it was cold and indifferent, what the Nightmare Monarch was talking about at this moment seemed not to be about himself.

Voice: "Indeed, this will make me feel bad. After all, I let you escape with expectations, but in the end I found out that you are just a proud and impulsive fool. That feeling will probably be the same as swallowing a dead body."

The Nightmare Monarch simply let his body lean against the wall and sat down slowly.

Strangely, the Nightmare Monarch's body began to undergo some changes at this moment... For example, Yin's long hair began to shrink slowly, and the silver strands turned black. At the same time. Her facial features also began to change in some way.

Her stunning beauty was now diluted a lot. But she did not become ugly because of this.

It was like the change between a white lotus and a lotus flower.

The voice seemed to be surprised at this moment: "You...what do you look like?"

The Nightmare Monarch leaned against the wall and raised his head. A sneer emanated from his face: "Surprised? Haha, I thought you were so capable, are you surprised just because of this? To tell you honestly, this is my original appearance. Now that my power is exhausted, I naturally cannot maintain my appearance as a Nightmare Monarch."

The voice was silent for a long time. After a long time, it suddenly said: "Are you sure this is your real appearance?"

The Nightmare Monarch frowned and said: "What? Did my original appearance disappoint you? Or did you help me just because of my appearance as a Nightmare Monarch?"

However, the voice was completely silent at this moment.

When the voice appeared in the ears of the Nightmare Lord, it sounded like a rusty gear. However, the voice was not like that... This was Zhao Nan's deliberate change of his voice.

He did not want to appear directly in front of the Nightmare Lord and let the other party know too much. So even if he left two clones, one was negotiating with the Seven Seas Tyrant and the other was continuing to pay attention to the affairs of the Sea Temple, he did not think of letting the clones meet the Nightmare Lord directly.

At this time, the clone was actually not far from where the Nightmare Lord was hiding, but he stood among the believers openly.

Of course, the believers of the Sea Temple did not know who was watching them unscrupulously.

The clone lowered his head at this moment, and his eyebrows revealed a look of shock rather than doubt.

"The original appearance... the original appearance... how could it be like this... this is impossible... this is... Xu Yang's appearance, I will never make a mistake!"

The clone was shaken, and even the original body, who was already in the control room of the flying boat, could not control his palm subconsciously. The one who pinched the armrest of the seat hard was the nightmare monarch who had to reveal his original face because of the disappearance of power. Her face was almost exactly the same as Xu Yang beside him!

Zhao Nan had encountered this situation more than once... The former princess of the Shadow Empire also looked like Finina and Lililu. But at that time, the princess was implanted with the soul family treasure "Self-discipline Fragment" when she was still in the mother's body. And because the "Self-discipline Fragment" was once the item of the empress, it had a part of her soul that she split off to manage.

The empress in history resembled Finina and Lililu, but after all, the empress was the ancestor of the two women, and it was not uncommon for the descendants to have a high degree of similarity. Therefore, Zhao Nan would only regard this matter as a coincidence.

However, the nightmare monarch of the deep sea and Xu Yang... They are completely people from two different worlds.

Can I find someone who looks like me in Paradise World?

"Does this probability really exist?" The clone couldn't help asking himself... Of course, even if it's not Paradise World, in the past society, there would occasionally be two strangers who are very similar but have no blood relationship at all.

"But this coincidence is too..." The clone smiled bitterly: "It's a bit of a bad taste."

But the Nightmare Monarch will definitely not have anything to do with Xu Yang, Zhao Nan can even be sure of this now-but even if he can be sure of this, facing the Nightmare Monarch at this moment, Zhao Nan has to hesitate.

He admitted his hesitation without hesitation... This is indeed his weakness.

The clone suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of his head. The dimness that was resisted by the barrier brought by Haicheng sighed: "Forget it... Just think of it as a useless effort."

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... Although he could no longer hear the voice, the Nightmare Monarch did not let himself deliberately ask anything. Her personality has determined that she will not put down her face and ask the other party.

Maybe the other party has left, or maybe the other party is still watching her embarrassed appearance in the dark. But this is no longer her business. The Nightmare Monarch just knows that the most important thing for him now is how to recover his ability to move and then leave this place. Otherwise, being among these believers and warriors is a very dangerous thing in itself.

Suddenly. A flash of light slowly appeared in front of the Nightmare Monarch.

She frowned, but now she could only watch the flash floating in front of her. Slowly, the flash disappeared, and at the same time, what appeared in front of her was... a small bottle?

The small bottle was filled with a strange red liquid and eventually fell into the hands of the Nightmare Monarch. The Nightmare Monarch frowned, and her intuition told her that this small bottle was definitely the owner of the voice. The trick behind the scenes.

Looking at the appearance of the small bottle, it seemed to be something that could be used for healing... The Nightmare Monarch suddenly remembered. I have actually seen this kind of thing!

This is something unique to the Chosen One! She participated in the war on the continent and had seen more than once that the Chosen One could recover instantly no matter how serious the injury was after drinking this liquid. It was just like a cheating magic medicine.

However, the Nightmare Monarch, who had used tough means to take this thing from a captured Chosen One and drank it himself, knew that this thing had no effect on him at all.

This was something that only the Chosen One could use.

What did that guy mean by giving this thing to me? The anger that I had suppressed with great difficulty suddenly began to surge.

Instant recovery potion.

However... such strange words suddenly appeared in front of me.

In the midst of astonishment, a golden light suddenly flashed across my body. The Nightmare Monarch's eyes suddenly opened, with a look of shock and anger, and said in disbelief: "This lord... This lord has become the Chosen One?"

The Nightmare Monarch held the potion in his hand and remained silent.

But at this moment, from the team regrouped by the believers who escaped from the God's Treasure, there suddenly came a burst of exclamations.

Suddenly, the exclamations made all the believers and warriors panic and angry.

"My Lord's weapon! My Lord's weapon... is gone! Who, who stole the holy relic from me!! It cannot be forgiven!"

The source of the chaos was the believer warrior who successfully took the weapon of the Sea God away at the moment when the God's Treasure collapsed. He found that the holy relic that he had held in his hand suddenly disappeared...

This sudden change naturally alarmed the Nightmare Monarch... Originally, she came for the weapon left by the Sea God Sothoros.

"You... take care of yourself."

But at this moment, the voice that had disappeared for a while once again sounded in the ears of the Nightmare Monarch...At the same time as the voice sounded, a colorful light flashed in front of his eyes.

A crimson spear, which had been pierced into the ground, was now standing in front of him.

The magic spear that separated the sea-Zielgmoscabra.

The Nightmare Monarch took a deep breath. After becoming the Chosen One inexplicably, his body actually had the ability to heal rapidly. At this moment, he actually recovered a little ability to move.

She held the handle of the magic gun and stood up with difficulty. Finally, she pulled out the magic gun, reached out and gently stroked the magic gun... and finally touched the tip of the magic gun with her palm.

The name is Separating the Sea, and its sharpness can be imagined. A sense of coldness was continuously flowing into his body through his palms.

The Nightmare Lord gritted his teeth, and suddenly tightened the sharp point of the gun head with his palm. It was like a voice squeezed out of his soul, and he trembled: "What does this mean?"

bump!

He just held the tip of the magic gun and swept it hard towards the wall in front of him. The other end of the magic gun pierced the wall fiercely.

Drops of blood dripped from the center to the ground. The Nightmare Lord said nothing, dragging the magic spear and disappearing into the alley.

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The clone hidden near the temple disappeared into the air without saying a word. At the same time, his consciousness once again returned to the other clone sitting on the shoulders of the Tyrant of the Seven Seas.

The clone suddenly raised its head, and without saying a word, it approached the Seven Seas Tyrant's forehead again, stretched out its hand, and put it against the crystal on his forehead.

The Tyrant of the Seven Seas' thoughts immediately responded: "You were silent for a bit long."

The clone said calmly: "It seems you have made a decision? What is the result?"

The Tyrant of the Seven Seas smiled bitterly and said: "I don't seem to have any room for refusal, right? No matter what, I don't want to be trapped in the crystal, so I can only agree to your request."

The clone nodded, stretched out his hand, and the light ball snatched from the Nightmare Lord's hand rushed up vertically from the ground, and finally fell into the clone's palm.

No conversation ensued.

The clone just held the ball of light, and then pressed hard towards the center of the black crystal on the forehead of the Tyrant of the Seven Seas...

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Panic suddenly appeared among all the believers and warriors of Poseidon Temple.

In fact, not only these believer warriors, but even all the sea tribes in Hai City are in a huge panic at this moment!

Because, at this moment, the barrier that protected Haicheng from the deep sea water was showing signs of formation.

The voice also sounded at this time: "I'm back! I'm back! Poseidon Temple, accept my anger and disappear!!!!!!" (To be continued...)

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