When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 806

Chapter 806: Chapter 185: Murdering Bear Celestial Marshal Chapter 806: Chapter 185: Murdering Bear Celestial Marshal “`

“Of course, the likelihood of Aiwass defeating the ‘Tyrant’ Caligula was still not great.

After all, the supre deity of the Supre Heaven remains a Pillar God, and the Apostles under His command are bound to carry Divine Artifacts.

Just like the ‘Holy Lance of Castening’ that Arthur is currently using.

But having a chance to win, as opposed to having no chance of victory at all, is a world of difference for Aiwass.

Under such circumstances, a surge of fighting spirit suddenly rose in Aiwass’s heart.

What could be more thrilling than, as a frail spell-casting profession, engaging in a blood battle with a ‘Tyrant’ ard with a Divine Artifact of Supre Heaven?

There probably is sothing.

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That would be to slay His Apostles right in front of Him under His personal command in the Supre Heaven!”

“…So that’s how it is.”

Aiwass beca excited.

He finally understood…

how the Lord of Scalefeather planned to lure the Bear Celestial Marshal!

Strictly speaking, the Bear Celestial Marshal, as a newly reborn Celestial Marshal from possession resurrection, is not the sa existence as the Pillar God of Supre Heaven of yesteryear.

Just as ‘Miss Beyard’ of the past, once a noble young lady, ‘Beyard’ the Son of the Moon, and Aiwass’s beloved Little Crow are not the sa person.

But there is no doubt that the Bear Celestial Marshal carries the mories and emotions of the Supre Heaven.

And so far…

whether it is the Silver-Crowned Dragon, Amber, or even Helquinn, they are playing themselves.

This ans that, at the very least, the Promotion Ceremony this ti is susceptible to external ‘peeping’ or even ‘intervention.’

Among the tasks issued by the Lord of Scalefeather, Aiwass is to slaughter the Giants, slay the Wildfire Giant, kill the mbers of the Giant Royal Family, and destroy the statues of Supre Heaven…

while also killing one of His most beloved Apostles, the ‘Tyrant,’ right in front of Supre Heaven.

This is layer upon layer of relentless, rhythmic humiliation!

According to this, once Aiwass defeats the Tyrant, he should be sent back to the past once again.

After completing the task, he will be pulled into the future for the last ti.

And then, it will likely be the scene of the confrontation between the Silver-Crowned Dragon and Supre Heaven.

Playing ‘Arthur’, embodying his forr self, is the current Silver-Crowned Dragon.

And who will play ‘Supre Heaven’?

It can only be the already furiously enraged Bear Celestial Marshal!

Having once been Supre Heaven, he, no doubt, was dissatisfied with the result of Arthur knocking him from the sky.

After all, he was genuinely beaten and held the upper hand in his last battle…

but a fatal mistake occurred at the end, which allowed Arthur to turn the tables after catching it.

And now, the Silver-Crowned Dragon is coming in to fish in person.

It’s as if Arthur is saying…

Here’s another chance—face to face in a duel to settle our grudges, dare you co?

And then, the now utterly angered Supre Heaven had to co!

Even knowing it was a trap, he had to rush in, kill Aiwass!

So he had to wait until the scene where ‘Supre Heaven’ appears in the Promotion Ceremony!

“From this perspective, it is an Apostle I battle, yet it is the forr Pillar God who ultimately falls by my hand.”

In a way…

This could even be considered as taking part in the plan to slay an ancient Pillar God with Third Power Level strength!

What a thrill.

“Sir Helquinn…”

rlin’s cautious voice sounded, “Are you, are you alright…?”

He looked at the undead knight, shrouded in black smoke and silent, feeling sowhat unsure.

…Did I really succeed?

I didn’t fail, did I?

“I—am well.”

Aiwass spoke with emphasis and cadence.

His voice was no longer warm and clear, but rough, hoarse, deep, with an empty echo and a sharp howl of the wind.

“There is no mont—better than now.”

Aiwass spoke from the heart.

At that mont, Aiwass suddenly felt a faint sense of crisis.

In an instant, endless chill spread in all directions.

The sky, already darkened by twilight and stepping into the night, suddenly beca gloomier.

The sky and the earth began to lose their colors—what was just a dim forest turned into pitch-black silhouettes, the flas in the camp snuffed out in an instant.

The glowing crystals hanging low like chandeliers also had their light swallowed up.

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Only the cold moonlight remained, spilling onto the ground and casting pale, ghostly shadows.

That wasn’t rely moonlight, it was frost ford by the moonlight.

Black mist entwined around him suddenly dispersed in all directions—at that mont, rlin finally saw that “Sir Helquinn” was still clad in silver armor.

But the armor was covered in substantial amounts of black smoke, forcefully turning the silver into black.

“What is this…”

“So cold…”

The knights’ voices of surprise sounded one after another.

They distinctly felt chilliness under their boots, as if they were standing on ice.

A thin layer of frost also ford on the blades of their swords.

That was the dark aura—

An ability possessed by all the Wild Hunt Kings.

When the Wild Hunt King appeared, the sky would plunge into eternal darkness.

Torches and all other light sources would be extinguished, and no Illumination Art could be used within this range.

Aiwass’s mind stirred, and the Pegasus, previously fed by the Silver-Crowned Dragon, spread its wings and walked over.

It was originally a semi-transparent spiritual body, flickering with divine white radiance.

Aside from the faint glow, there was almost no difference from an ordinary Pegasus.

But upon touching Aiwass, its transparency sharply increased.

As Aiwass mounted, it completely transford into a spectral steed wreathed in black smoke.

“Sir Helquinn…”

rlin was buffeted by the raging black storm, one hand covering his face, the other gripping a magic wand that crackled with electricity, shouting with all his strength, “Why, suddenly…”

“—Because it’s ti to prepare for battle, rlin,” said Arthur with a cold voice.

He was not at all hindered by the pitch-black darkness—his silver-grey eyes turned into majestic slits, and gradually silver-white dragonscales erged on his body.

“Yes—correct,” announced Helquinn in a layered, resonating voice.

He raised his head to look at the sky.

The white moon gradually turned bloodshot and red.

From its original clarity like white jade, it twisted into a horrifying figure: a bloodied core, a heart, an eye tightly shut.

The moon—began to pulsate.

And at that mont, Aiwass suddenly raised his hand.

A white lance soared out from the center of the camp, flying straight into Aiwass’s palm.

—That was none other than the lance originally wielded by Helquinn!

[Favna’s Dragon Bone]

[Extraordinary Weapon (Purple)]

[Lance, two-handed/one-handed weapon, heavy, durable, sharp, piercing]

[Damaged Style: This weapon has suffered damage, and part of its supernatural power has leaked away]

[Module – Heavy Weapon: This lance can be wielded two-handed.

When used as a two-handed weapon, it deals additional damage]

[Extraordinary Module – Blood Extraction: This lance can draw the life force from its victims and infuse it into the wielder; after healing with this lance, the user’s strength receives a temporary boost]

[Extraordinary Module – Dragon Fla Infusion: Spend 10-30 points of fire attribute mana to activate the Lance of Fla, lasting 30-90 minutes.

Obtain a “Dragon Fla Strike” after each charged attack]

[Dragon Fla Strike: Unleash flas that can pierce through armor and weapon, dealing fire/acid damage, and reduce the opponent’s defense or attack power]

[Extraordinary Module – Dragon Bone Protection: When the wielder is an Undead or from the Dragon Clan, it grants additional defense]

This lance, it must be the weapon that complents Helquinn’s sword!

Although Aiwass did not know where Favna had drawn a piece of bone from himself…

this weapon’s attributes, originally, must have been deep purple.

It was only because of damage and corruption that it had degraded a level.

But…

Aiwass’s heart stirred, and he tightly grasped the long lance in his hand.

With a sharp clang, Aiwass’s helt visor dropped down.

He felt the world in front of him suddenly go black, then beco clear again.

It was a dim amber vision, marking every living being in front of him with a highlight.

And rlin, he only saw two dim yellow lights ignite under Sir Helquinn’s helt.

Then the edges of Pegasus’s wings also turned yellow, with smoke swirling and billowing.

Imdiately after, his white armor too was stained with that dim yellow.

—In the sky, the Blood Moon and the storm descended simultaneously.