Volume 2 Amber Chapter 120: Saint Incarnation
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Chen Lun breathed a sigh of relief. He had not expected that there would be an additional benefit of becoming more famous.
He has now transformed into a giant snake, and with the help of [Hell Resistance], he did not suffer any damage even within the core range of the fire.
He took off the leather glove from the severed palm and put it into the grape ring.
A [B-level monster] thus became his trophy.
The Polaris group was standing blankly at the edge of Bradley Square, looking up at the figure in the sky. The scene that just happened was deeply imprinted in their minds.
The five players turned around and looked around, and saw the crowd praying and worshipping.
"So... is it really just a slightly heavyweight NPC?"
The centaur was startled and asked.
"I'm afraid his identity is even more surprising than we imagined... He may even be one of the protagonists of the main storyline."
Polaris exhaled and analyzed in a deep voice.
Goutoujin and Wangwang Wuji nodded in agreement. Su Keying saved the video and said with eyes wide open:
"It has to be! He's so handsome and so strong, how could he not be the protagonist?!"
There were just stars popping out of her eyes.
“I’m a fan!”
Gallery below.
The distinguished guests who came to the exhibition looked at each other in silence, feeling a lingering fear, and even a sense of relief after a disaster.
The Pompeii family did not smile, but looked very solemn. Rebecca pursed her lips and kept looking up at the sky, concerned about the safety of Mr. Jack.
“He’s actually fine… It’s really surprising. How could a [Sequence 8] transcendent do this?”
Rosa let out a light exclamation.
Noah, who was beside her, laughed happily after hearing his sister's words.
Floy hid behind the crowd, lowered her head, and listened to the message from the existence in her body.
She could sense the warning from the [Sun-Backed Potted Plant], telling her to leave immediately.
"I won't leave. I'm going to wait for him."
[Bonus Potted Plant] was silent for a while, indicating that with Floy's current physical condition, she could only release it once, and then it would quickly get out of control, leaving almost no time to save it.
"It doesn't matter. I must help him."
Floy said calmly .
Not far away on the ground, there is a black area that looks like ruins.
Beckmann's body fell in the center, burned into charcoal, and only a human shape could be barely seen.
"A traitor to the Society of History and Rituals, a member of the Mitchell family, Beckman Mitchell..."
The bone key twisted completely, and a cold male voice came out from inside.
Everyone was startled and looked away.
"Thank you for everything you have done for Red Apple Church..."
Beckman's body began to twist , and his skeletal muscles made creepy clicking sounds, eventually forming a spiral "gate" with the bone key in his chest as the core.
The "door" slowly opened, and a large pale hand stretched out from inside, its hand covered in scarlet blood.
At first glance, I even felt like I was in a sea of blood. My whole body began to tremble involuntarily and I felt an instinctive fear.
Then, on an intact wall of flesh and blood, a new painting slowly emerged. It was a portrait of Beckmann himself.
His figure was illusory, with dozens or even hundreds of different figures, some with ferocious expressions, some laughing excitedly, some in a disheveled state, and some beyond recognition... But all of them were like insects frozen in amber, overlapping each other and unable to break free.
The name of this painting is "Poor Creature"
Perhaps Beckmann never thought that he would eventually become a work of art in the "Gallery of Bones".
At this moment, the spiral gate formed by Beckman's body was completely opened.
A naked man came out, covered in blood, and grabbed the bone key with his backhand.
He pulled out the bone key and stood alone, with waist-length red hair, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a look that seemed to contain an endless sea of blood.
The man looked around, and everyone suddenly felt their breathing stagnate. The smell of blood overwhelmed them and they almost suffocated.
"Red Apple Church, Archbishop Rafa..."
Rosa looked at the man in front of her and pronounced the name hoarsely.
Rafa looked at her with a smile.
“You know me… That’s right, the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce’s intelligence has always been very powerful.
Then you should also know what I am going to do next.”
Rosa felt that the blood in her body was out of control and seemed to be flowing out of her body and towards the man opposite her.
She used her extraordinary power to suppress the raging blood, then figured something out and spoke:
"You want to sacrifice all the people here?
Sacrifice them to the [Bone Gallery]... and then put the blame on Beckman, a defector from the 'History and Ritual Association'. You can also take back this strange object legitimately as a victim.
But are you really not afraid of the Sun Church and the shelter?"
"What a clever little girl..."
Rafa smiled and teased, but did not respond to the latter sentence.
Rosa immediately figured something out, and the tension on her face dissipated a lot.
"You can't come in person. A saint from the Red Apple Church suddenly disappeared from the Tourmaline Royal City. The Sun Royal Family will not remain indifferent."
"Yes, it's just an avatar."
Rafa admitted it frankly.
“But it’s enough.”
He played with the bone key in his hand, with a nostalgic look on his face.
"Monroe... please lend me your strength."
boom!!
Countless blood beads floated around the red-haired man , forming a blood robe on his body.
Six shadows of oil paintings passed by behind his head, like an open folding fan.
"The sun, the moon, the stars, flesh and blood, conspiracy, the earth... Well, the moon's power is a bit weak. It's just a [Sequence 9 - Medium]."
Rafa chuckled and looked away.
Roderick suddenly felt like he was going to die.
“Rest in peace soul!”
He raised his hand and pointed it at the tall red-haired man.
He endured the pain from his wound and shouted:
"Mona!"
Mona, who was standing next to him, drew her gun instantly, aimed at Rafa's head, heart and other vital parts, and fired several shots.
BANG BANG BANG BANG!!
Surrounded by Roderick's extraordinary power, Rafa stood still but still kept a smile on his face.
Wow...
The painting behind his head clicked onto Beckmann's "Poor Creature", and then his eyes flashed through countless previous scenes.
With a few muffled thuds, the bullets hit Rafa.
He was totally unaware, as if he was not the one injured.
The history of the previous second began to overlap with this moment, and Rafa's injuries recovered as before. At the same time, his hand began to move slowly during this process.
Roderick, who was trying to control Him, had sweat on his forehead and seemed unable to hold on.
Ping!
The black light between Roderick's five fingers exploded, he groaned and staggered back.
Rafa chuckled, and after breaking free from the control, he regained his freedom of movement. He gently picked up four phantoms of incoming bullets from a past scene, stuck them between his fingers, and flicked them.
BANG!!
Four bullets made a terrifying loud noise, cut through the air wave, and flew towards Roderick, Mona, Noah and Rosa.
"!!"
Roderick was no longer able to resist and could only watch the yellow bullet flying towards him like a cannonball, eventually piercing his chest.
He spurted out blood with a "wow" sound and flew backwards.
After a few roars, Mona was also hit by the bullet, and her left arm was directly shattered. She rolled and fell in the corner of the wall, buried by countless rubble and dust.
Rosa waved out a silver mist, sucking in the shadows of the two incoming bullets, and they disappeared without a trace.
Noah stood up with the help of the wall, his muscles bulging, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to go up and fight with Rafa. But he was stopped by his sister the next second. Rosa turned her head and whispered:
"Noah, don't be impulsive."
"But sister..."
A scream interrupted Noah's words.
The bone key in Rafa's hand seemed to be alive, wriggling in his palm. Roderick struggled painfully on the ground, and in a moment, he became stiff and motionless, like a statue.
On the wall, there appeared a portrait of him, a cold man in black with a high collar. The title of the painting was "Empire of Silence".
At the same time, among the six paintings behind Rafa's head, the painting of a woman's back that originally contained [Moon Faction Sequence 9 - Medium] was replaced by Roderick.
"Well, although it's a little worse, this is the best I can do..."
Rafa groaned and looked up at Rosa.
"I don't have much time, so I'll just deal with you first."
