mtl008 Chapter 1872 The Bone Throne!
Chapter 1872 The Bone Throne!
however,
Just as Xu Xiao was thinking this and preparing to put it into action,
A voice from the depths of her consciousness made her freeze in place once again.
"Aunt, drive away Lin Qinfeng and Liu Wenjian, and escort the Bone Throne into the veil!"
The command resounded like a morning bell, shaking one's very soul!
The slave contract, suppressed by the divine power, took effect instantly, forcibly controlling the woman's will!
Logically speaking, Xu Xiao has already achieved godhood after completing his advancement and should no longer be subject to the control of the contract.
The problem was that before she had fully ascended to godhood, she followed Mo Xing's advice and allowed Lin Qinyue's soul to enter her body, thus gaining most of the control over it.
Although the slave contract binds the physical body, not the soul,
However, with Lin Qinyue, an ordinary player, controlling the body, the divine status that was originally balanced with the power of rules contained in the slave contract was now lowered by a portion.
This seemingly insignificant part became the breakthrough point through which Xu Xiao was controlled by Mo Xing!
The powers of 'tolerance' and 'justice' have been forcibly mobilized!
The white thorns that had been attacking the curtain at a high frequency suddenly changed direction and launched a fierce attack on Liu Wenjian and Lin Qinfeng!
Meanwhile, Liu Wenjian was waiting for Mo Xing to lend a helping hand to alleviate the immense pressure he was facing.
Unexpectedly, the aid never arrived.
Instead, they were attacked!
They couldn't care less about continuing to restrict Yongye and Song Siming's escape, and hurriedly took action to counterattack!
As a result, when he shifted his weight, Lin Qinfeng on the other end immediately began to falter.
Before the woman could even muster the power of 'blasphemy' and 'darkness' to hold out for two seconds, the dazzling holy light had already reached her!
After overcoming numerous obstacles under pressure, Lin Qinfeng finally couldn't hold on any longer and distanced herself from Yongye and Song Siming, retreating to the second line of the battlefield.
And so, the dense demonic energy was forcibly cleared a path by the holy white light.
The numerous, densely packed human-shaped phantoms that were scattered in the air merged into one at this moment.
The solidified dragon head mask reflected a holy white light, appearing even more magnificent and noble at this moment!
The skeletal holy seat did not respond to Mo Xing's words, but after solidifying into a physical form, it slowly moved towards the direction shrouded by the veil.
Although Yongye didn't feel much affection for this suddenly appearing being,
Seeing that the demonic energy surrounding him had completely receded, and the escape route ahead was wide open, he was overjoyed and immediately set off to prepare for his retreat.
He looked so anxious and flustered, he was practically shouting, "I'll definitely be back!"
However, the stone-skinned man beside him did not look as good.
He clutched his chest with one hand, his brows furrowed, staring with suspicion and wariness at the slowly approaching skeletal throne in the distance.
That uneasy feeling I had before in the Palu Belt is back again!
It's obvious that it's definitely related to the leader of the Order of Scales sect right in front of us!
but……
What exactly is their relationship?
He had clearly used his authority to minimize his presence in this real world.
Logically speaking, even the most powerful pillars of the world would, to some extent, ignore his existence.
It's simply impossible for it to have such a serious impact on him.
Unless he has already been unknowingly targeted by a pillar of the world or a more powerful primordial being.
Or perhaps it's some guy whose existence can never be ignored, who's forcibly amplifying his presence in this real world!
After comparing the two possibilities, Song Siming felt that the former was more likely.
After all, the failed negotiations with Taotie were still fresh in their minds.
It's understandable that he would be resented by that short, ugly madman.
However, wasn't the strange entity behind Taotie that emitted a field of pain already destroyed along with the phantom of the Devourer and the bizarre summon of Eternal Night?
How could they still have the energy to pay attention to such an insignificant little person?
Just like Taotie, they're both seriously mentally ill!
Song Siming clenched his teeth, thinking bitterly to himself.
But in any case, he still has to deal with the trouble at hand first.
"What are you standing there for! Let's get out of here!"
Seeing that Song Siming didn't move, Yongye, who was about to make a run for it, casually urged him on.
It's not that I'm concerned about the life or death of this temporary ally.
Mainly, He was also curious about the skeletal throne that was gradually approaching.
As a former sealed true god, Eternal Night's understanding of the Order of Scales cult is no less than Song Siming's.
Even so, He still couldn't completely ascertain the identities and true numbers of the members of the cult.
At best, they only had a clear understanding of their internal hierarchical structure.
From lowest to highest, they are: Cocoon Cultists, Scale Walkers, Sharp Claw Priests, Dragon Vein Priests, and Bone Thrones.
In his past memories, the highest-ranking being the Order of Scales that Yongye had ever seen was the Dragon Vein Pivot Lord.
And we only met once.
At that time, He only remembered that the other party did not wear a golden mask like the Bone Throne.
Upon closer inspection, one can seemingly discern the features.
But strangely, when He recalled it afterward, He could not recreate the person's face no matter what He tried.
Every detail of his clothing was clearly visible.
It is so detailed that one can even recall exactly how many tassels, woven from the silk of the Timeless Spider, adorned his right shoulder.
As for what he looked like, I really can't remember anything about him.
It is precisely because of this strange characteristic that Eternal Night has always maintained a respectful distance from the Order of Scales, this little-known street hustler organization.
Now, the leader on the other side, the Bone Throne, makes his appearance!
It was impossible for Him to leave without looking back all night.
To put it bluntly,
In such a rare situation, even a dog passing by would stop and take a look to see what was going on.
“He came for me.”
Song Siming's tone was solemn:
"I can't leave."
"Your enemy?" Yongye's expression hardened, and he immediately sensed something was wrong.
"I'll be going now. Be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned black mist to envelop his entire body, preparing to flee when the wind picked up.
However, just as his body shifted slightly, Yongye's head bumped into the light gauze curtain that resembled flowing water.
He was bounced back on the spot, looking disheveled.
"W-What's going on?!"
Reaching out to touch the sheer curtain, Yongye felt the resistance coming from it, and her eyes widened as big as copper bells.
"Oh, that's normal." Song Siming glanced at Yongye, then immediately looked away, replying calmly:
"I forgot to tell you, I can't leave, and neither can you."
"What do you mean?!" Yongye was taken aback, and his tone and expression quickly turned unfriendly.
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