Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

After the negotiation breaks down, it is natural to start fighting.

It's simple, but fighting is different from fighting.

Because of different purposes, the intensity of the battle, the resources and energy invested will be different...

"Leonard, are you crazy?" A six-pointed star formation appeared at Lanervus' feet, blocking the blazing sun spell thrown by Leonard.

His face was full of disbelief.

Fight, Leonard and take matters into your own hands.

These are acceptable to Lanruth.

But your situation shouldn’t be a discussion between everyone. After a pleasant exchange, Lanerwus and I abandoned evil and turned to good, and successfully cleared my name!

How do you look like an enemy of life and death? !

"I'm not crazy!" With bright eyes, Leonard unabashedly expressed his disgust for Lanerwus.

"As long as people like you live, they are a disaster!"

"I, my life is a disaster?" Lanerwus pointed at himself, and he was amused by Leonard's words.

He looked at Leonard sarcastically.

"What are you going to do? Kill me? Save Tingen City?

Don't be ridiculous, you can't save this city! This is how the world is!

Cruel, bloody, crazy, desperate.

If you don’t use all your strength to eat everything other people have without any bottom line, then you will only become the fat on other people’s plates! "

"I defrauded those people, I am a bad person who does all kinds of evil and has no bottom line, I am an evil cultist, but is all this my fault?

Why can't you forgive me!

I can help your Church of the Night deal with the slums and alleviate the wave of unemployment caused by mechanical changes, why can't you give me a chance! "

"I will take care of everything. There won't be any bastards who deserve to go to hell!" Leonard's belief was not broken by Lanerwus' words at all, and he stared bluntly.

"You will be given a fair and just trial!"

"Judgement, who can judge me?"

The six-pointed star array under his feet was filled with black energy, and Lanerwus's sleeves were blown up by this invisible wind.

"Who can judge me, Lanervus!"

"Leonard, thank you to the great Russell Gustave. If it weren't for him, I think it would have taken hundreds of times longer to collect so much resentment."

"Look, look, this is reality! This is the sin of Tingen City!"

Waves of black energy enveloped Lanerwus, and he became a black sludge-like figure, shrouded in resentment, negative emotions, and malice.

Evil, madness, monster, anti-humanity, evil of humanity!

Now Lanerwus has too many names to call him.

"Leonard, be careful!" The old man controlled Leonard's body and asked him to leave the apartment quickly.

Leaving the apartment, Leonard looked at the house.

Waves of resentment visible to the naked eye are gathering crazily here. It seems that because of certain patterns of the six-pointed star array, this place has become the heart of absorbing the evil thoughts of Tingen City.

"Langerwuth, you went to Lower Street to give your resentment a target." Leonard also saw what Lanwruth's "purpose" was at this time.

The huge and indescribable gap between the upper and lower society in Tingen City has given the city too much resentment, malice, despair and lamentation.

These resentments are in factories, docks, slums, and every inch of Tingen City's soil. Malice is deeply immersed in Tingen City.

"Lower Iron Cross Street, Jin Wutong District, resentment, ritual magic..." The old man also discovered Lanerwus' problem at this time.

He shouldn't know what Lanruth has done.

No, or at Lannus's level, how could he possibly know how to play with this power?

"He is the owner of the stigmata." Leonard expressed the old man's thoughts.

Only if Lanerwus is the owner of the stigmata, can he be able to perform such exaggerated ritual magic and leverage such terrifying power.

In just a few seconds, in front of Leonard's eyes, the monster transformed from the black mud of human malice began to take an even more terrifying transformation.

The malicious silt tore an inexplicable crack in the ground, soil, walls, and houses, and in this apartment.

"He's invading the spirit world!"

The old man said in a serious tone: "We must pull him out! Otherwise, when he is completely integrated with the spirit world, he will be truly immortal!"

Maybe Lanruth was already dead at that time, and he was swallowed up by the malicious black mud. But this monster, born out of the evil resentment accumulated in Tingen City, will remain with this city forever!

The monster will become the evil side of Tingen City and take root in the spiritual world.

"I understand." Leonard rubbed his right hand and looked up at the stars in the sky.

At night, the goddess bless you.

Time, spiritual boiling.

"You are nobler than the stars,

The goddess of the night who is older than eternity;

She is the Crimson Lord, the Mother of Secrets,

Queen of distress and fear,

Lord of sleep and silence. "

Singing the ancient Hermes language, Leonard opened his hands and used his spirituality.

Ritual points to the goddess, and magic taps into the occult, the hidden power of the night.

Under the moonlight, the night is shrouded, and the light is eroded bit by bit by some invisible force.

However, this is not Leonard's real attack, but just a prelude to the limitation.

"Old man, limit it to one minute!"

The old man said helplessly: "For the last time, you can't ask me, an old guy, to fight every time. I'm just an ordinary old man."

■■(stealing)

The malicious black mud stopped, forgetting what it needed to do at this moment.

"The night is far advanced, and the day is drawing near,

The hope of glory gives me joy;

Wonderful truth, happy message,

………”

The ancient Hermes language was chanting, and relying on the wisdom given by the sacred mark on the back of his hand, the extraordinary power Leonard unleashed was like a ray of light.

The sleep of darkness fell, and abnormal power began to emerge from this malicious sludge.

The power tore through the wave of malevolence that was swept away, and an "abnormal" voice appeared among these disgusting mutterings.

"Goddess of the Night, thank you for your gift..."

"Goddess of the Night, thank you for your help..."

"Goddess in black, please protect my children..."

A different "picture" appeared in front of Leonard's eyes at this moment.

There is a workhouse that was born because of the Church of the Night. These ordinary people help each other and survive in a desperate situation.

Some people have gained new hope because of the church's help.

Rich legislators who believe in the Church of the Night have created charitable organizations that help keep many people alive who should be dead.

.........many, many.

"Old man, help!"

"You still used the stigmata..." The old man didn't know what to say.

In Palles' view, if this power of unknown origin can be used, then the best choice is not to use it.

"Old man!"

"Hey, it's the last time."

"Leveraging the mystery of the Church of Night, relying on this power, Lanerwus is in trouble." Looking at the battle here, Forsi's right eye glowed red.

"Do we need to take action? Leonard and Lanervus are both Stigma owners. If we start now, we might be able to take them down at the same time." Amon, the crow squatting on Forsi's shoulder, gave a rational suggestion.

"No." Forsi shook his head.

"Leonard, Lanruth, and the four stigma holders, and maybe the rest of the stigma holders are also watching this battle."

"If we don't take action now, Leonard and Lanrewus will become very troublesome."

"I know, angels who have restored their strength, divinity and descendants of evil gods, and divine descendants, but these are not troublesome."

"That's right." Crow Amon agreed.

Maybe Leonard and Lanruth are strong, but Forsi with Mr. Men’s protection will only be stronger.