"I found that the games Milia played were a bit dangerous recently. It was the kind of game that children of our era often played. Maybe children nowadays also played the same thing, but I'm not sure that modern little bastards are still interested in this kind of game. They have electronic games."

Joan of Arc's voice broke the silence.

Perhaps it was because she could not bear the ambiguous atmosphere that failed to cover her, especially when she was sure that this atmosphere only appeared on Beuenita's face, and could not bear the silence of her good friend, she finally chose to break the silence. When Beuenita came to ask questions, she had to shrugge and start to make up something that was both true and false temporarily.

"Don't look at me like that. After all, you gave me all the education work, right? Among everyone present, I only have experience with children... What kind of game is that? Well, just throw a stone into the sky and count five numbers. The knife we ​​threw in those days, but for Milia, stone was already very dangerous. I'm sure she would play this dangerous game again without the need for manual care. Laura Crawford only knows how to stroll on the beach or read in the library, and if she doesn't remind her, she will starve under the bookshelf. If we don't want to see a stupid child with a brain damage after going home, then hurry up and finish it."

"Give her some magic." Beyonetta stared at the man sitting opposite her, and she gave a very interesting proposal, "Use finger tricks instead of psionics. Someone can do it, after all, we all know how flexible his fingers are."

"Now Milia has fallen in love with daggers, swords and guns. Now you want her to like playing cards and coins?" Joan of Arc rolled her eyes wide. "Next time she will learn how to taste cigars and whiskey?"

"My advice is to start with cocktails, such as my favorite cherry martini. She should learn how to identify alcoholic beverages. Although we advocate abstinence, we are not keen on drinking." Bernita calmly stretched out a finger and pointed it on Joan of Arc's shoulder. "In addition, Milia shouldn't have started learning ammunition knowledge yet, right? If you don't mind, you can get a standard training manual and laser weapon disassembly and maintenance guide from the Ministry of Military Affairs. As far as I know, the batteries of individual laser weapons are also dangerous."

"Seresa!"

The jokes of the two witches did not allow the emperor to come out of silence. He still frowned and stared at the void.

Abyss, voids, dreams, the ancient Greek poet Hesiod called it Kaos (x?o?), which refers to the original form at the beginning of the world, meaning empty space. The ancient Roman poet Ovid further expanded the concept of Kaos into an internal disordered space, which is closer to the "chaotic" in modern words. The titles given to that dimension all reflect its infinite broad and profound core. Later generations studied the work "Divine Chart" by the ancient Greek poet Hesiod, they often believed that this book was deeply influenced by the Herrian mythical elements of the Hittites in the West.

More than one scholar who was visited by the emperor as a student—including a famous philologist, British linguist and classical scholar, professor of Greek at the University of London, honorary researcher at the Oxford School of All Spirits, and formerly a postgraduate and vice president of the Classical Literature of Oxford University College—all said that the Hittites living on the Anatolian Plateau had long proposed the idea of ​​a chaos at the beginning of the world, which was exactly the same as the Eastern Pangu myth, and can be seen as a typical case of the convergence and development of myths of primitive civilizations, just as myths all over the world tell the story of the great flood.

Catherine held a priestess Felil's eyeball in her hand, through the scattered body, broken limbs and dirty blood, and through the sharp blade of the guards as precise as a scalpel. When the knights were almost slashing towards the portal that could not be seen clearly by mortals, Regent Victor von Dum suddenly walked a few steps to her side. He held his staff high, and a completely transparent circular blazing white flame flashed instantly, and a blurry and huge figure in the air was revealed - the guards and the knights had no idea what kind of enemy they were fighting against. No matter infrared detection or thermal imaging could outline the details of this figure, only the crazy psychic detector issued an alarm with a more fanatical attitude. The figure was almost completely invisible.

It is much taller than the guards and the knights, and even comparable to the portal. The light emitted by Catherine and the staff can only burn its skin. Regent Victor von Dumm was always on guard against this existence. When it appeared, even Victor quietly breathed in his heart, because he could not determine whether this existence would appear and prevent the portal from closing. They still had too little knowledge of the dimension behind the curtain.

If humans want to step into that field and embark on the eternal path, they must give up their nature.

Once again, Regent Victor von Dume felt sad for the emperor. The price of obtaining knowledge was too heavy, but someone had to pay the bill for the survival of the human race. All they could do was to make the race stand on the top of the galaxy before paying the bill, so that the price of paying the bill would no longer be the dagger that cuts the human throat.

The knights took the lead in turning their guns to catch the enemy. They used explosive bombs, plasma and hot melt to shoot at the evil beast that vaguely revealed its body in the air - each explosive bomb that could penetrate armor, the plasma and hot melt of molten metal disappeared as if it were buried in the air. If it weren't for the high-frequency cry of the giant beast beyond the human hearing range, if it weren't for the huge and vague body in the air, the knights would almost think that conventional weapons had lost their function.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! As the hot white flame spreads, this Etheric physical alien finally begins to reveal its body in the material universe. When the giant sword, which is longer than a super heavy tank, will hit the shield released by the Regent. Every time the sparks splashed on the shield will leave burning flesh holes on it, reacting with the dirty blood, and thick smoke is emitted, comparable to the blast bomb, plasma and hot melt.

"I know your real name, and every crime you commit against human populations tells your existence." Regent Victor von Dum yelled. He took off his helmet, his cheek covered with tiny scars filled with excitement, the dark green cape hood was blown off by the supernatural wind, and his long gray hair was madly flaunting. "I will expel you, I will curse you. You will wander forever in another sea of ​​souls, and you will never be able to step into this universe. Fate only reveals the ending, but there is no writing process."

"Humiliating mortal!"

The giant beast roared, and the breath of violence filled the air.

Victor von Dum held a eyeball. The spell engraved on the eyeball that the giant beast obviously recognized, because it was its real name, written in words transcribed by the sound of building this universe. It did not expect that the mortal in front of him had this knowledge. "I curse you in your name."

"You actually know the truth! You will die!"

"Maybe, who knows if you don't try it?"

Seeing that the giant sword could not break Victor von Dum's shield for the time being, the giant beast immediately swelled the bat wings and turned the direction. The knights did not even react. The semi-invisible giant sword burned by white flames and smoke slashed from the air. A knight barely raised his shield to block it, but the powerful force not only cut off the shield, but also burned the ion shield electric shock, but also smashed the knight into a mixture of metal and meat paste like a warhammer.

Aparisha felt that he could smell the blood copper smell of genetically modified blood through the breathing grille. As the blood-stained giant sword was swung horizontally, the furious Aparisha rushed over immediately, and used all his strength to knock the execution battle axe to the tip of the giant sword, forcibly causing the giant sword to change direction and lift it up. After all this, he felt his arm muscles hurt like tearing, and the electronic muscle bundle and spinal exoskeleton also kept sending alarms.

The other two knights rushed up and blocked the edge of the black giant sword with their shields and chainsaw swords. Aparicha saw the team commanding the link, and the two knights' medical systems warned that their spine was violently broken and their spinal nervous system was completely destroyed.

Constantine rushed up, and then the other guards followed his steps towards the invisible giant beast. Compared to the surprise of the knights, the guards' cultivators had no emotional fluctuations at all. They had already seen the abilities of this powerful Aetheric alien.

The sacrifice ceremony in the wizard tower of the Kimirian clan allows it to project part of its consciousness into the material universe. All the killings in the Battle of Atiran and the final sacrifice of the cult group opened the portal, allowing it to rely on Maximus and the Black Bat King to descend into this world. In the end, at the cost of the souls of the last two heirs of the Atiran royal family, it stuffed its overly powerful soul into the material universe.

The Imperial Guard immediately began to siege the giant beast's knees.

Constantine cut off the behemoth's knees with the spear given by the emperor, forcing it to lose balance. The guards did not line up like the knights. They scattered as soon as they caught the enemy. Some cooperated with the knights' firepower to force the behemoth to lose balance and reveal more attackable parts. Needless to say, every warrior knew that he had to cover the unprotected Regent Victor von Dum, who was incomprehensible, and that spell that made the regent vomit blood must be the key factor in tactical victory.

Catherine did not wave her sword at the demon, she had more important things to do.

Tita and other combat sisters were close to her, while holding the priestess hostage, and she tried her best to kill the etheric aliens that were pouring towards Catherine. They surrounded Catherine, who exuded sacred light, and rushed to the portal. The latter also drew out the long sword given by the emperor and slashed hard. Sometimes the enemy was close at hand, and her sword edge would even penetrate the portal, killing the etheric physical aliens that had yet to reach the material universe.

"We will see you again, sisters." Catherine walked into the portal and said to the combat sisters, "The loyal will meet in His kingdom."

As if he was guided by some kind of guidance, the two witches turned their eyes in one direction at the same time.

This assault transport boat flew high at altitude, sandwiched between the pitch-black void and the atmosphere reflecting blue light. This is a sudden intuition, a strong sixth sense unique to the psychic. The witch's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the body and armor, looking at the moon floating in the void. Although she did not have the prophet-like far-sightedness as the Emperor or the Kama Taj planetary defense system, they were extremely sensitive to the changes in the moon phase. At this moment, they felt the burst of psychic energy on the moon. Their gaze was below the horizon, which was the precise position of the moon.

"This psychic explosion will provide cover for us. Even the planetary defense system cannot detect our traces."

If a psychic with a second vision overlooks the earth, he will find that the moment when the psychic energy from the moon explodes, the three sides are made of complex three-dimensional geometric figures and giant round shields made of burning orange-red sparks flashed by, completely enveloping the earth. The energy of the psychic energy bursting is blown away to the void and then disappears, just like the earth's magnetic field that resists the violent solar wind particles.

“This is just one factor, not all.”

Beyonetta thought for a few seconds before remembering that he was answering a previous question, which he had responded with silence before, and the only explanation did not fully explain the necessity and urgency of the Battle of Atilan. Beyonetta deliberately raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't notice that the doctor on this plane had such superb skills." She looked at Dinah, "Hurry up and give him a bottle of whiskey. Ideally he is the smartest when he is slightly drunk. I don't mean intelligence."

"The portal has been closed, but I don't know if it's a wise enough decision. I can use that portal to get more benefits, but at the same time I have to take greater risks to play, and I made the most conservative choice when the possibility has sunk costs."

"You mean the relationship between that portal and the Supreme Master?"
Chapter completed!