Transcendent Dawn Chapter 653: Oracle

Conceptual death, doom...equivalent to the spiritual world, it can be regarded as a safer ritual object.

Of course, if there are extremely powerful and authoritative gods in that field, it may still be affected by this.

During the singing, Sean's eyes gradually blurred.

Immediately, he saw scenes after scenes.

……

It was a beast-like crowd in a certain city, falling into madness, killing and biting each other.

It was a scene of panicked prisoners being tied to the sacrificial pole outside of a farm, getting their eyes alive.

It was a telegram he saw in the cubicle himself, the color of a few words in Konodell city flowing and bleeding.

……

"These things...may happen in the past, may be happening, may happen in the future...Each picture represents a ritual suitable for [Emperor of Evil] promotion? Isn’t it too much?"

At this moment, even Sean, a man of bad luck, was shocked by the result.

"Wait a minute... the results of the revelation may be false or confused... not necessarily true, perhaps, these three clues ultimately point to the same thing..."

Sean made an understanding based on his mystical knowledge.

He rubbed his left thumb against his chin and exhaled silently: "I originally wanted to do this task after being promoted. It seems... I still have to go to Konoder first."

After making a decision, Sean is going to put away the divination equipment and pack the lovely gold and silverware at the same time.

At this moment, his instinct felt wrong.

I don't know when, a gleam of moonlight has penetrated the curtains and entered the room.

In the bright moonlight, a lot of rust marks appeared on the walls of the house. The curtains were broken and bright red, dripping with a lot of blood.

Those desks, sofas, bed chairs... all seem to have their own lives, restlessly restless, and some have cracks on the surface, and dense teeth or eyes appear.

More importantly, the entire room is mysteriously "closed".

"This is... the power penetration and invasion of the spirit world?"

Sean has a solemn expression.

All fortune-telling is to interact with the dream world.

The power there is very unstable, and there is a possibility of being used by the gods!

"Ms. Yue?! Are you still reluctant to let me go?"

Sean gave a wry smile, instinctively thinking that it was his action to hunt Bolong, which attracted the attention of this existence.

When he was doing divination, even if he was very careful, he was still caught by the gods with a trace of malice!

Actually, he didn't even know that this was an innocent disaster caused by someone, which greatly increased Ms. Yue's attention to him.

Otherwise, no **** would pay such attention to a Tier 5 professional, even if the other party hunted down the president of the Black Death Club!

"Laws... open the door!"

Sean came to the door and held the handle with his right hand.

On his head, a crown appeared.

This is a magical item he harvested from the [Emperor of Evil] ruins-‘Crown of Evil’!

Can effectively increase his various abilities, and give the enemy bad luck.

But Sean turned hard and found that he still couldn't open the door.

This means that he adds the power of the ‘Crown of Hell’, and still can’t break the blockade of this area!

Not only that, but a strange feeling of coldness has spread from the handle, following the skin on his hands to the elbows, arms, and chest.

"Damn..."

Sean looked at the back of his hand, and saw the tiny meat bumps on it, forming a pattern of a half crescent moon!

This is the emblem of Ms. Yue!

There was an extra voice in his mind.

"Hey... why don't you surrender to Ms. Yue?"

"You are the darling of doom! And doom does not belong to the light, it tends to the realm of death!"

"Submit Him, you will get everything!"

"Break those old rules and completely indulge your desires...you will get a new life..."

……

"No!"

Sean suppressed the second personality in his body in horror.

At the same time, his head is quickly thinking about ways to save himself.

"Sure enough, it is the pollution of the gods...I can't support it for long...No...Why can I support it till now?"

"It seems that as recorded in the dossier, Ms. Yue seldom comes to incarnate in the Federation, and the transmission of power is the limit... Is he afraid of Ms. Guanghui?"

"But...I can't live without it now, let alone ask the church for help."

"Only gods...can fight against gods!"

He smiled bitterly, his expression gradually becoming determined: "Sulu...Don't lie to me, but...there is no better way."

At this time, pray to the righteous gods, they may not be able to hear, may not respond, because the ‘attention’ is not enough!

The same is true for other evil gods, and it is a worse choice than righteous gods.

Sean discovered that the only choice he had left was the secret existence of the ‘Spirit Lord’.

After all~IndoMTL.com~It is Sulu, an on-the-ground surrogate, which is equivalent to the personal promise of the Pope of the Church! This means that the hidden existence has already fixed his gaze on himself, as long as he prays, he will get a response!

Sean looked forward, and in the opposite mirror, he saw the "other" himself.

The other party has an indifferent expression, with moon patterns painted on his face, and is staring at him greedily.

"No way, you must act now."

Sean held his head and prayed intermittently in a low, hoarse voice:

"The endless world... the traveler, the spiritual... the patron, the lord of the spirit world... I pray to you, I pray that you can help me out of trouble!"

At this moment, a colorful brilliance burst out in front of his eyes.

He seemed to see a stalwart figure with a blurry face and colorful light behind it.

Boom!

Sean suddenly felt that the enclosed space was broken, the coldness in his body was quickly dissipating, and the voice of the second personality was also suppressed to the limit.

Boom!

He slammed into the door, slammed the door open, and escaped.

After walking out of the room contaminated by the spirit world, Sean did not dare to stay and immediately started the teleportation.

He disappeared quickly, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in a black maple forest on the outskirts of the city.

"Hoo...Fortunately."

Sean patted his chest, feeling quite alive.

But the next moment, his face collapsed again: "Sure enough...I have been watched by the'spirit master'?"

After thinking about it, he still pretended to pray for a while, thanking the ‘Lord of the Spirit’ for his rescue.

The next moment, Yipeng Guanghua broke out in front of his eyes again, forming a line of ancient Hebrew words:

"Follow the will of your heart and go to the place where bad luck converges to promote!"

"This...Is this an oracle?!"

Shaun's eyes widened.