Wasteland Echoer

"Get away!"

Relying on his keen insight and astonishing ability as an imperial soldier for decades, Brett has surpassed the physical reaction speed of the Lost Man. He pushed Miyou and Moros away from the road, and at the same time pulled Wright to deploy to the right. Rolling in a direction full of gravel and weeds.

That pure black, frightening "dark light" streaked straight through the middle of the four people's positions.

Boom!

After the dark ray came into contact with the ground, it opened a deep pit four to five meters deep and twenty to thirty centimeters wide, with a scorched earth color and bright arcs of jumping and flickering.

After the first wave of ray energy emitted from the bud on the head of the "Hope" sandworm stopped, the three Wrights looked back along the ray.

The ground that was filled with scorching heat was already ignited with flames that seemed to be brought by demons from hell.

The anxious breath was blown by the wind and instantly filled the nostrils of several people.

As the only one among the four who had not touched the power of magic, Brett, while suppressing the mental pollution and pungent smell brought by the "Light of Darkness", suddenly shed two lines of adulterated blood due to the scattered smoke and dust. Tears mixed with dust.

"Is there any way? This 'Hope' sandworm seems to be using up its last strength to destroy us. The weapons in my hand, except for the simple grenade gun, do not carry heavy weapons. It would be great if the imperial army is here. Rockets, artillery, and even acid launchers and flamethrowers take turns, and he has to be made into a barbecue no matter what!" Brett said angrily.

He clenched his fists tightly, making a "creak" sound as his bones rubbed together, with a slightly helpless look in his eyes.

"It also possesses the power of dark magic. This is the power of upper-level magic. The power of ordinary lower-level magic will inevitably weaken when it confronts it. And as far as I know, the "Light of Darkness" is mentioned in the "Dark Book" '' description, this is the pinnacle skill of the dark magic power, which few magicians or lost people can master. It seems that this crazy little man Yolan chose to copy the magic power of the 'Hope' sandworm. And peeled off this evil soul." Moros explained hurriedly.

"Do you want me to... go up? Just like that time against Kayas?" Wright frowned and begged in a low voice.

He felt that the burning sensation in his chest reached its extreme in an instant, but at the same time, it was not an unbearable burning experience that brought him. Instead, it was a feeling of warm energy that rushed to every blood vessel in his body. .

Including those tiny, hard-to-detect capillaries that can wrap around the continent several times!

In fact, he suddenly felt a desire for fighting, which immediately dispelled the fear, panic, confusion and helplessness in his heart.

He was actually praying, begging, longing, longing, and even trying to deliberately create the possibility of fighting the monster!

"No!" Moros's voice was unusually cold.

Barely holding on to his swaying body, with a feeling of weakness that always lingered in his body and spirit, he took two big breaths, and with a voice that was close to the cold sound born in the ice ocean north of the Crusad Federation, Wright warned:

"Don't you still know what's special about your body? Wright, in fact, I know all the information about the power of the red magic source. But I still can't reveal to you everything you haven't learned yet. Yatto, Aaron, George, I have deliberately contacted Natasha and even Brett behind you. I am a member of the Crusted Empire, and I will always be loyal to the Crusted Empire, not the Zine Empire. In fact, as long as I want , I will definitely be able to sit in George's position and get all the money, power and status. However, extraordinary things and magic power are actually so fascinating and intoxicating!"

Moros's tone began to become softer and deeper, even with a slight cadence like a mental patient.

He guessed how Wright and Brett would stare at him with strange, puzzled, and even angry eyes.

But he still needs to slowly move towards his own destiny.

Just as he slowly and limped towards the huge body of the "Hope" sandworm, the monster actually raised its "bud-shaped" forehead upwards.

It seems that he is praying to the sequential gods who live in the mysterious realm, praying that they will send down great power that can destroy several people!

Just ten seconds later, the monster's head once again emitted an ethereal, human "laughter" with a sense of extreme fear.

The "laughter" was slow at first, and then became rapid, like an ignorant child pressing the keys randomly on the "Lesbon" piano produced by the Putoa Federation, hitting the bass area just in time, and pressing four keys at the same time. Five keys.

Resentment, sadness, anger, mania, joy, fear, confusion, rage and sadness.

Moros, who also possesses the power of dark magic, actually had some emotional resonance with the "Hope" sandworm at the same moment.

But the next second.

The "bud-shaped" head of the "Hope" sandworm suddenly shrank inward, and when you looked up from below, you could even see crystal clear liquid flowing outward. However, after a few seconds, it was replaced by A transparent yellow liquid similar to the aristocratic drink "Kavas" that was loved by the people of the old Crusad Empire.

As the "buds" bloomed again, the liquid flowing on the ground was like strong acid, with bubbles and strong white-burning smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the "Hope" sandworm completely revealed its "petals" that bloomed with a new look.

In Moros' view, it was not much different from the previous "petals". It was still covered with scarlet varicose blood vessels and flesh-colored inner wall tissue.

But what was different from before was that the thick, steel pipe-like thorn-like thing like a branch had disappeared.

Instead, there are four round, dark, shiny "teeth" organs against the faint light shining through the dark clouds.

"Annihilate you, annihilate you, annihilate you. The mission...failed, and my life...failed!" "Hope" Zhanzhong made a hoarse and deep voice belonging to "Yulan" this time.

"Do you think it's possible?" Moros whispered in response.

Immediately afterwards, a sandworm, a human with demonic power, simultaneously tried his best to surge all the remaining dark magic power in his body.

"I pray for the blessing of the Lord of the Night!"

“I pray for the praise of the living God!”

"Ask the Great Old Ones to accept my soul!"

"Let me listen to the call of darkness!"

Moros used an extremely deep voice that was like that of an old god.

Wright, who was barely supporting his body to stand up behind him, seemed to be able to understand part of Moros' soul-binding language.

This is not the ancient Zine Empire language used by most of the lost people and those in contact with the magic source power in the empire, but the very pure and clear ancient Krusted language!

"Is this the Crusad language? Have I...learned the old language of this great northern empire that was able to create a torrent of steel? There is an inexplicable, very weird, yet subconsciously reasonable feeling of intimacy? Look. There are still many unknown secrets hidden in my body and those scattered memory fragments."

After a brief shock, Wright suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

This is the lingering instinctive feeling of being in the outer urban environment for a long time.

He subconsciously looked up, and "Hope" the sandworm's new, obsidian-like four "teeth" actually condensed a dark "light ball" that was even larger than before.

This time it did not use the brilliance that was like daylight, but was replaced by a substance like black spherical lightning, which continuously gathered the dark magic power that made people feel trance-like.

Immediately afterwards, two or three seconds later, four dark "light balls" shot out the "dark light" representing death at the same time!

They focused on Moros, who was surging with dark magic power and whose body was covered by a layer of pitch-black gauze!

Zila——

Sounds resembling electricity came from around Moros' body.

Moros also condensed a jet black dark shield with an "edelweiss" pattern to resist the power of darkness.

Buzz!

Woo!

Buzz!

Woo!

The intersection of the two forces actually produced a trembling sound, as well as a sobbing sound similar to that of a weak human being who encountered a terrifying demon in the middle of the night.

After the game of power lasted for almost half a minute, a bright bolt of lightning surged out from their bodies at the same time, as if it was about to pierce the silent black sky.

Moros was ejected by the impact force mixed with countless sparks, and slid across the road to a position five or six meters in front of Wright.

"Moros!" Wright and Brett called out with concern at the same time.

However, Moros did not respond directly. Instead, the dark magic power continued to surge in his hands, causing it to tightly and tightly wrap around his gray-yellow hands covered with calluses.

"Wright, now I seem to remember the description of the 'Light of Darkness' in the "Dark Book". In Era 3, human beings deserve to be driven by destiny, and human beings are ultimately driven by destiny. The master of the dark night will long for light, just like the body Creatures in darkness look forward to a sunny day. After the light breaks through the sky, the gods who dominate all things will eventually come, bringing hope and a future!"

Moros paused for a few seconds, adjusted his body position slightly, and after his chest rose and fell, he suppressed the feeling of blood and stomach acid rising from his esophagus, and added:

"Wright, remember, you must not overdraw the red magic source power. It is a symbol of pain, and the gods have cursed it. Every time you overdraw, you will consume the spiritual power that supports you to become a human being, and eventually you will become An unintentional person, or a crazy lost person wandering the continent. I regret that I was coerced by George. I have been monitoring everything about you for the past few months. I can feel the novel and unyielding soul existing in your body. Of course, I also want to stop the inhumane 'Blood Night Ritual', so no matter how George coerces and induces me, I will not betray my moral bottom line."

Moros said, like a true great knight of the Second Era, walking with heavy steps, step by step towards the "Hope" sandworm filled with the dark magic power that symbolizes the despair of death.

Like a warrior, the tragic character in the novel who dares to fight against the windmill!

Wright looked at Moros and the confusing and confusing message he just left, his mouth moved, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

He could only purse his lips and stare blankly at the back of Moros who suddenly grew taller at some point.

But then, Moros suddenly turned his head.

He looked at Wright, his messy brown hair blowing in the wind looked so handsome and elegant.

Even his metal glasses were covered in cracks from the battle.

Through the cracks, those piercing brown eyes with a perseverance conveyed a kind of human warmth to Wright.

The corners of his mouth raised, revealing an extremely loving smile, like an old friend he had known for many years, rather than like a monitor whose identity had just been revealed.

"Wright. Remember, you must find the woman who sings the 'Confused Song', and the 'young wolf' Ivan. I have performed divination with the sequence cards, and you will be guided by the goddess of fate. Step into that bright realm. Also, if you are really not short of money, just drive through Donusk with Brett as quickly as possible. I think if you meet another Sokra Guard team , they will definitely force you to search for sequential monsters in the lake. If possible, leave the empire after the Silent Highland War is over and prevent the 'Blood Night Ritual', and go to the Crusted Federation, or go to the place that many people dream of. The East, the Fire Federation that successfully blocked the invasion of the Wuxin virus."

Before Wright could make any response, Moros suddenly turned around and turned his back to Wright.

His brown eyes were suddenly replaced by pitch black, no different from Wright's natural black eyes.

Moreover, the whites of his eyes were suddenly replaced with bright red, as if filled with blood, like a ghost rising from the underworld to the ground.

Then, under the surge of dark magic power, countless small, hair-like lines suddenly wrapped his body, leaving only a piece of his head.

Surrounded by the power of the magic source, Moros's back actually grew a pair of bat-like jet-black wings with strange scarlet lines and patterns.

"ah!"

Moros let out an ultimate roar from his throat. Brett, who had sharp eyes, observed from the back that Moros' hands wrapped in the power of the dark magic source were inserted straight into his heart, and the beating heart was... The heart, already covered in pitch-black dirt, was taken out and held in the palm of the hand.

With the constant flapping of his new wings, Moros suddenly rose into the air and floated in a position parallel to the four "teeth" of "Hope" to kill insects.

Then, before the "Hope" sandworm could fully react, Moros suddenly crushed the heart in his hand, forming a pure black sphere like a black hole.

"This is the ultimate product formed from the power source of the 'Word of Darkness', the 'Cave of Dark Words'. It will devour those who dare to get close and send us together into the underworld!"

This time it was Moros' body that made an extremely ethereal sound.

Immediately afterwards, the three people on the ground focused their eyes and saw a scene they would never forget.

The "Cave of Secret Words" floating in the palm of Moros's hand suddenly grew in size. Mixed with strong winds and lightning, it instantly swallowed up the huge body of the "Hope" sandworm and Moros' body that had lost its heart.

"Boom!"

The dark magic source power overflowed, causing the world in front of him to briefly flash into darkness, and then there was a burst of thunder-like explosions.

Wright saw that Moros and the "Hope" sandworm turned into a dark carbon sculpture at the same time. In mid-air, with the strong wind that quickly became biting, it turned into a pool of particles from above, scattered on the ground. The ground quickly covered the yellow sand and Gobi land below.

"Wright, Moros, he must have gone to the underworld, right?" Brett, who was "watching" all this, suppressed the tears that came from his eyes. He supported his body with one hand, shook off the sand and dust on his body, stood up and asked road.

"Yes, he must have driven fate." Wright murmured expressionlessly:

"And I can't escape the fate I need to face."