The bright deep purple sword light plowed through the ground!
The huge arc-shaped air curtain pushed forward, heading straight for the two people who were fleeing in mid-air.
Hilna and Talleyrand transformed into gargoyles, their eyes were crystal clear obsidian, reflecting the moonlight-like sword curtain.
"Talleyrand, live."
After saying this softly, Hilda pushed Talleyrand's chest hard and broke free from his arms.
Talleyrand's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to grab Hilna's hand, but missed.
She flapped her incomplete wings, barely glided for a distance, and headed straight towards the huge purple sword curtain.
"Hilna! Come back soon!!"
When Talleyrand saw his lover's actions, he knew that she wanted to sacrifice herself to buy time for him to escape, and he couldn't help but shout out anxiously.
Hilna threw an alchemical potion into her mouth as quickly as possible, chewed the glass bottle into pieces with a click, and swallowed it along with the potion and the glass shards.
The stone skin on her body suddenly became harder, and the color changed from gray to black.
Countless images flashed in Obsidian's eyes, and finally stopped on a man in black. He was a member of the [Mystic] team in Talleyrand's executioner team.
Hilna used up the last of her extraordinary power and cast the "Borrowing the Past", temporarily possessing some of the power of the [Mystic], and once again covered herself with an extremely thick air barrier.
She turned her head and opened her mouth, wanting to say the last words to Talleyrand, but it was too late.
Next second.
boom!!
The purple sword light submerged the gargoyle's figure.
Talleyrand was blown away by the huge shock wave, tumbling for several weeks before falling to the ground.
Bang!
He stood up, not caring about the dust and dirt, and looked up into the distance.
A broken body fell from midair. It was his lover, Hilna. The wax figure's body had been destroyed, and its spirit had evaporated...
She left forever.
"No……"
Tears welled up in Talleyrand's eyes and he fell to his knees.
The moonlight sword curtain slashed out by Byers was not completely blocked by Hilna, and the remaining sword energy shattered and splashed in all directions without any rules.
A sharp, tiny sword aura slashed across Talleyrand's cheek, cutting his stone skin, but he remained indifferent.
Talleyrand remained silent, allowing the sword energy to brush past him.
Blood oozed from the cracks on his body. He remained motionless, with countless images flashing through his eyes.
Wow...
The sound of pages being quickly scratched could be heard, and the scene in his eyes went back to the moment when Hilna pushed him away.
Talleyrand stretched out his hand, trying to pull her out of history, but he was helpless, like trying to pull the moon out of the water.
"Hilna..."
His hands dropped limply, tears streaming down his face.
Talleyrand immediately thought of a possibility and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
“As long as I am promoted to a higher sequence, there must be a chance to find her from the past... I cannot die, I must live, I want... revenge!”
The images in his eyes continued to move backwards, and he found himself before the battle, and then they overlapped.
History review!
Talleyrand's eyes cracked with a click, like broken obsidian.
His body miraculously recovered, but his spirit had been irreversibly damaged.
Byers chased after him, and the black sword fell suddenly, taking Talleyrand's head directly.
boom!!
The gargoyle wing membranes behind Talleyrand closed to block the attack, and used it to tumble backwards to create distance.
He spewed a stream of black flames from his mouth, forcing the black knight back.
"Byers, I'll come back for you."
Talleyrand stared at the black knight with indifferent eyes, and his figure slowly disappeared.
He left the spirit world.
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Dark horizon.
Howard quietly observed the developments in the spirit world.
When Talleyrand successfully escaped, he changed the scene and fixed it on the man with the silver pot head.
"The plot is roughly the same. Jack fought with the Red Rose Team and was forced to consume the amulet that contained Maggie's aura...
Then, the casual stroke I made took effect, leading the Light Guardian team that was originally targeting Byers to Jack's side, prompting Maggie's incarnation to stop him..."
He whispered.
"As expected, you are destined to be bound to Maggie. This is a thread that even I cannot change... But my request is very small. I just need to ask Him to leave the stage temporarily."
Howard wasn't surprised by Maggie's presence.
What surprised him was that Jack, without any interference, actually deviated from the script on his own. Although it was just a sign, it was already somewhat beyond his control.
"I am really surprised. Where did those traces of the 'deep sea' on your body go? Not only did you not choose the deep sea path because of your 'fisherman' background, but you chose the path of fate... Who changed my settings?"
Howard's calm eyes looked at the silver kettle head in the spiritual world.
"Forget it. These are not important anymore. It's just that your ending is slightly different."
He put away the script and the black pen, stood up and took a step forward.
"But I still want to see...what went wrong."
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In the spiritual world.
The hunt for the Black Knight has come to an end.
Chen Lun watched as Hilna was cut down by a sword, and Talleyrand fought back before his death and escaped from the spirit world.
He was somewhat surprised that Talleyrand had managed to turn this almost fatal situation around.
"But Mr. Byers is safe for now... The pursuers of the Church of the Sun were eliminated by the God of Cats, and Jerome was targeted by the King of Slaughter, so he had no way out. The only one left was the Church of the Moon, which had not yet appeared... But judging by the situation, they will not come for the time being."
Chen Lun thought.
He called out to his four companions and planned to go up and talk to Mr. Byers.
Just at this moment.
A man appeared in front of him out of nowhere.
Golden hair, three-dimensional facial features, and deep eyes.
This man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked like an ordinary lawyer. He smiled at Chen Lun and extended his hand.
"!!"
Chen Lun's hair stood on end and he felt a strong sense of crisis.
The warning from spiritual intuition was almost reaching the threshold.
But he was shocked to find that he could not move at all, and could not even enter the extreme state.
Biles, Pinghu, Akbin and Drinker who were present all saw the man at the same time, and realized that he wanted to do something to Chen Lun, so they all wanted to stop him.
But they were all stunned.
A strong feeling of sadness suddenly broke out in their hearts, without any reason, and came out of nowhere. The wave of grief suddenly submerged them.
Byers stood like a statue, Mr. Jug howled, Mr. Bottle shrank back into his bronze bottle, Akbin fell to his knees, and Drinker simply fell over, screaming, and curled up with his head in his hands.
Tsk tsk…
Countless green vine phantoms were forcibly dragged out from Chen Lun's chest, forming an ancient book, which was caught in the hands of the strange blond middle-aged man in front of him.
“Howard…!”
Chen Lun remembered the words of the Cat God, connected it with the man in front of him, and said the name with difficulty.
Howard held "Philip's Adventures in Wonderland" and smiled at Chen Lun.
"Don't be nervous, Jack. I mean no harm... I'm just checking the progress."
After saying this, He opened the book in His hand.
boom!
A blinding white light flashed by.
Howard and Chen Lun disappeared at the same time.
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Within the space constructed by [Four Seasons Bookmarks - Jingzhe].
Howard stood on the vast hill, looked around at the boundless grassland, then looked at the empty vine platform in front of him, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
"This...is not 'Wonderland'."
He walked forward a few steps and came to the vine platform.
The view brightened.
Look up.
At the end of the horizon directly in front of you , there stands a towering tree with lush branches and leaves, blocking out the sun.
A giant silver-white snake was clinging to the big tree. Each scale on its body was as big as a house. Its surface was covered with billions of eyes. Its eyes moved, and its pupils reflected countless scenes from the present world.
A circle of light was reflected around the giant silver snake. Thousands of profound and mysterious symbols kept floating in the circle of light, wriggling and twisting as if they had life.
The snake head blocked all light, with its back to the light, looking down at Howard like a god.
Howard looked shocked.
He stared straight at the giant silver snake, blood slowly flowing from his eyes, but he didn't care.
"An unexpected event... What an unexpected event... The unexpected event that happened to Jack made me feel panic, but also extremely excited... Because unexpected events are an indispensable and important part of drama. If even I, the writer, cannot predict it, then the drama will be even more exciting."
Howard murmured, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and bowed respectfully toward the distant giant snake.
"Humble tragic writer, I pay my respects to the noble Serpent of Fate, His Majesty Oscar."
After a while.
The giant snake sent a thought, and the whole space was shaking slightly:
"Children's pranks, while amusing, are meaningless."
Howard maintained the posture of touching his chest and saluting, and smiled.
"Every grown-up was once a child, but unfortunately few of them remember this."
The silver giant snake stopped talking.
He just stared at Howard quietly.
Howard's smile froze. Sweat began to appear on his forehead uncontrollably, and veins were exposed, as if he was enduring terrible pain.
"As the angel of destiny, you have been watching me and observing everything that happens... I can feel a force pushing me forward invisibly. I am the key node and an important figure in the new era."
He raised his head with difficulty. The skin on his forehead began to bulge, and the muscles on his face were twisted. His voice was dry:
"Destiny guides me... I am the protagonist of the times."
Howard's forehead was broken, revealing a crying mask as black as iron, and his eyes were also shedding tears of blood.
"I'm sorry to offend you, but even you can't change this...Jack is my favorite character and will always be."
With a bang.
Howard's body exploded like fireworks and turned into a pool of bloody mud.
The Weeping Mask fell to the ground with a clang.
“Everyone is walking on a similar path, but they all mistakenly think they are amazing.”
The comments of the Giant Serpent of Fate echoed in the space.
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Chen Lun opened his eyes.
He found himself lying in darkness.
He stood up, took the silver pot off his head, and looked around.
"What is this place...?"
He recalled what happened before.
The man who had been hiding behind the scenes and controlling his own destiny suddenly showed up and personally took out "Philip's Adventures in Wonderland" from him.
Then I was teleported to this place.
"What on earth does that guy want to do?!"
Chen Lun felt a ball of anger suppressed in his chest.
He could accept being killed by a powerful person after trying his best, because it was just because he was not as skilled as the other person. But it was really a frustrating experience to have one's fate controlled by others and to be manipulated like a puppet.
Chen Lun stood up, clenched his fists, and then slowly released them.
He took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.
"As long as I'm alive, I have a chance... There's no need for the Moon God and the Cat God to lie to me. As long as I'm promoted to a higher sequence, I'll be able to defy fate and escape this cycle."
Moreover, I am a time traveler. My advantage is that I know the plot, I am a player, and I have a panel... Howard can manipulate my fate because he is a high-ranking person in my sequence. As long as my power rises, he can do nothing to me.'
Chen Lun calmed down a little.
He told himself that anger was useless, and only by looking at himself from the most objective third-person perspective could he find a way out.
It was dark all around, with only a glimmer of light not far away.
Chen Lun calmed down and walked forward.
He could sense that he was in a fairyland, because his consciousness could communicate with the Maggie statue and other wooden houses, but for some reason he could not teleport.
"I have never been to this place before... and I seem to be trapped here, unable to leave Wonderland for the time being."
Chen Lun's face was solemn.
As he walked forward, he could see the source of the light. It was a campfire with a pot of soup boiling on it, emitting the aroma of mushrooms and meat.
Next to the campfire was a wooden house that looked exactly like any other house in Wonderland.
Chen Lun was delighted.
'If I can activate it, maybe I can go back.'
He did not rush to open the door, but stood at a distance and observed quietly.
The bonfire outside was clearly a sign of human activity, and as usual, there were powerful polluting creatures guarding the vicinity of the wooden house, so Chen Lun remained quite vigilant.
About half an hour passed.
Chen Lun did not notice anything unusual, and his spiritual intuition did not give any warning.
He thought about it and decided to use the cards to tell fortunes just to be on the safe side. The prediction given by the cards was that there was no danger.
Chen Lun raised his hand and threw a few playing cards near the wooden house as "magic seal" props that he could replace at any time to escape. Then he put on the [black-patterned cufflinks], sprayed a little [benzoin], and carefully walked to the door of the wooden house.
He gently pushed open the door of the cabin.
The furnishings inside are completely different from the wooden house I imagined.
Chen Lun was puzzled and made a quick exploration inside for a week. He was surprised to find that there were signs of people living here, and these signs were not very old.
"Could it be Philip...?"
He suddenly had such an idea, but remembered the reply from Maggie, the cat god, that Philip had failed in challenging fate, so it was unlikely to be him.
"Who could that person be? The authority of the fairyland is in my hands. No one else can enter the cabin except me..."
Chen Lun frowned.
As usual, he began to rummage through the table in the cabin, where there would usually be things left by Philip.
But unfortunately, he didn't find any valuable relics this time.
Just at this moment.
A sound of footsteps was heard from outside the cabin.
Chen Lun's heart skipped a beat.
The footsteps seemed to appear suddenly, leaving him unaware.
Chen Lun turned around suddenly and saw a figure standing at the door.
"You're here at last, Jack."