The Modern Age of the Mysterious

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In the dark underground world, a pale flare slowly fell and continued to burn, spitting out gray smoke. The unstable light projected a huge fleeing figure on the ground, jumping in short and long directions. What is chasing in this valley is a figure holding two sickles...

Some music sounded in Axel's ears, a piano piece. In a world of black and white, the dead and the living dance together. This music feels so familiar...

Axel followed Harley and Christo and rushed behind Wolf. The Degenerate leaped forward. A pair of bone scythes drew a vigorous cross in the darkness. Sparks exploded behind the centurion. Huge things Roll forward and fall to the ground.

The centurion rolled forward and turned around to face the enemy, the lights illuminating his features -

A huge deformed skeleton that seemed to be shaped by a grotesque sculptor, covered with armor pieces removed from countless dead bodies...

With a livid face, Harley used the black book to summon the devil dog. The ape-man jumped up again, and he jumped onto the centurion's shoulder. Axel could see the faint red flowing in Wolf's blood, and he smiled with all his teeth in the darkness.

When the bone sickle kept emitting sparks like a pickaxe digging into the hard ground, and a burning smell could be smelled, Axel noticed that the ground was shaking.

"Harley!" Goosebumps stood up all over his body.

The captain sensed it at the same time. They were in the middle of a huge valley, and something emerged from the surrounding heights of the valley. They were silent in the darkness, but their footsteps made the earth shake!

"Ambush!" Harley roared angrily, drew out the flare gun from her waist as quickly as possible, and fired it into the sky. Hissing white light illuminated the stalactites on top - they really seemed to be in the belly of an ancient beast. The light slowly came down from the sky, and they saw: hundreds of dead soldiers pouring in from all directions. They were surrounded.

Wolf finally exhausted the last bit of energy in his arms. Under his sore arms was the centurion who still raised his hands in defense. His armor had been carved with hundreds of slash marks, but the damage to his body was not great. The black skeleton stood up suddenly, swung the flail that had not been used, and knocked the ape-man away. Wolfe finally came to his senses in the air. They fell into a trap.

Halli Yumila turned her eyes and glanced at the silent and surrounding army of the dead. In the unstable white light, she saw that existence. It rides a giant corpse horse, and the muttering white bones and rusty iron clothes are mixed into his armor.

Harley once heard a description of it from a survivor with straight eyes, and learned the name that could only be regarded as a rumor - "Thousand Captain" Uriel.

The holder of the Black Book looked at the "Dead Commander" sitting quietly on the horse in disbelief - did he set up an ambush? Using a Centurion as bait?

She had heard other captains discussing that someone seemed to be commanding the corpses underground. She had scoffed at this statement before.

Only then did Wolfe stand up. He saw the pale plain under the flares, and the army of dead corpses that could not be seen for a moment... He knew that he was in trouble, turned around and shouted to his teammates: "I lost control, you run away!" After saying that, he dipped his finger in blood from the wound. , draw a trace of blood on the forehead with the word "1". Atavistic rituals. Wolfe finally let go of the last bit of reason, and the beast deep in his soul came rolling in. His body became thicker and thicker, and there was no trace of human expression on his face.

"You're always **** talking to yourself!" Harley roared. The pages of the black book in her hand were making a rustling sound, like the sound of a large handful of fallen leaves being blown away. She was chanting more complex and unspeakable mantras, and a huge rift in the abyss appeared behind her, and a The huge crab claws, whose carapace reflected the color of ether, stretched out and smashed into the front line of the Army of the Dead...

A low roar came from Christo's throat, and his whole body was shaken indistinctly. Thick deformed limbs spurted out from all over his body. He no longer even stood on the ground with his own feet, as if a limb was missing. Symmetrical arthropods shuttle among the legions of the dead, like thin-legged spiders walking in an ant colony.

They had no intention of abandoning Wolfe, but even if they tried their best like this, there was no way to stop the trend of being overwhelmed by the corpse army...

In this situation, Harley is still trying to protect Axel. Coming from the alien abyss, half of the crab with a huge body and shining starlight was exposed to the air. The huge crab claws kept lifting and smashing down... On the other side, Harley raised her right hand, and the one on her index finger The silver ring burst into light, and Axel felt an extremely majestic power gathering. Then, a sharp light many times brighter than the flares in the sky burst out from Harley's fingertips, accompanied by an astonishing scream. When it came out, like a sharp blade that could not be blocked, the white spear tip instantly penetrated the entire military formation. "Holy Spear Shattered Blade" lit up again and again, burning Harley's spiritual power crazily, but compared to the endless corpses, such firepower still couldn't reverse the situation...

The out-of-control ape-man had jumped into the densest part of the crowd, and his figure was almost submerged.

Axel was stunned by what he saw. He didn't expect that bad luck would come so quickly. He was about to confess here before he could even remember who he was. But he did not stop fighting. Even though it was impossible to break out of the encirclement, he was still fighting hard.

Despair began to spread in his heart, but he still chose to have hope, even if that hope seemed so slim in the darkness. While he continued to break through his own strength externally, his heart also continued to descend little by little toward the depths of his soul...

Countless dead bodies rushed over, like a gray sea tide rising... This was the last scene reflected in his eyes. Then, the flares in the sky extinguished along with the hope, and endless darkness and dead bodies enveloped everything. Only the howls of the dead could be heard. He felt that he was thrown into the ultimate cold that only belonged to the outside world...

In this darkest moment, he actually saw a face in the dim light. A delicate, calm face, belonging to a certain woman, with long eyelashes trembling gently with her breathing.

He still doesn't remember her name ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ but he knows that she means a lot to him.

Who are you?

Who are you…

Hull, Ms. Heath?

The name appeared in his mind, and Axel opened his eyes. He saw a little golden flame ignited deep in his ectoplasm.

Then, the flame burned brighter and stronger in his soul. , and what was burned out at the same time was the endless night and half despair...

He felt an almost endless surge of power

In the terrifying darkness of impending death, Harley suddenly saw a burst of golden light. Then, she saw Axel floating into the air, like a **** descending into hell, with a circle of golden flames surrounding his body. The expression on Axel's face was close to that of divinity. His hair was flying, and he waved his arms gently. The blazing spiritual essence of the golden fire spread, covering the entire gray legion on the plain, like the grassland being ignited by wildfire.