Primordial Sequence

Half a month later, a group of people from Camus gathered together again. They looked at the unconscious man on the ground with excited expressions.

"The exchange ceremony has been completed, which one of you comes first." Looking at the complex patterns under her feet, the retro-flavored words in the ceremony and the rich magic power, Kamui said lightly, Susie took a step forward after hearing the words.

"I'll go first."

"Okay...stand on the other side of Tianzhi." After saying that, Camus picked up an unconscious Sequence 8 transcendent.

"Gandalf, bewitch him." After slapping him awake, Camus spoke with serious eyes. Gandalf grinned, his eyes gradually became deeper, and a vague magic slowly took control. This man's mind.

"Under the witness of the Judgment Heaven, I will exchange the things and sequence constraints I encountered with volunteers. Are you willing?" Susie immediately said the prepared words and was controlled by Gandalf. The thinking puppet spoke sluggishly.

"I do."

When he said this, a breath of ancient time and space erupted from the body of the formation's hieroglyphs. The words on the ground seemed to come alive and floated in the air, and a golden projection stretched across time and space. Susie's chest, and gradually a ferocious black figure was dragged out. His face was covered with tentacles and his body was sticky. A depressing whisper came out of his mouth, even when he first came out. Everyone felt that the air around them was very heavy, as if there was a huge force suppressing everything, and an evil breath of life rushed towards their faces.

The black figure also saw everyone. She screamed and was stuffed alive by the golden arms into the opposite body.

"ah……."

The moment the black figure was stuffed in, the man whose mind was controlled by Gandalf screamed crazily. His fingers clasped his nose, eyes and mouth, and desperately tore at his face. His face was gradually torn apart, and the scarlet flesh was immediately exposed. His face quickly swelled, looking a little shocking.

"Bang..."

A sharp gunshot rang out, and the man whose face was torn to pieces fell to the ground. Within a moment, his blood stained the splint red.

Looking at the shrunken man at his feet, Camus' eyes became even colder.

"Next."

"I come."

Gandalf, who couldn't wait any longer, came out. Camus took a look and pulled the prepared candidate over, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Laura will control him, okay?" Laura's fingers trembled as soon as she was free, and the man who was unconscious for a while stood up awkwardly.

"In the trial..." As the ceremony was completed, the golden hand reached into Gandalf's chest. In the blink of an eye, various sounds came from his chest. Some of them were cursing, some were angry, some were screaming...a colorful The object was stretched out by the big golden hand and stuffed into the opposite chest alive.

"Ah..." The man's face was suddenly torn apart, and a bloody mouth appeared on his face. Before he could speak, a rapid gunshot sounded, and the man's head suddenly exploded, white and bloody. Brains and hot blood splashed everywhere like fountains.

"Next."

Camus wiped his face indifferently, and he came over again carrying an unconscious man.

"I come."

Laura heard this and stepped into the ritual magic...

At about four o'clock in the night, everyone looked at the corpse on the ground without saying a word. Kamius walked in because he was the last person. At this moment, a silver hourglass appeared out of thin air. Everyone suddenly felt dizzy in their heads. A feeling like going back in time passed around them, and a red smoke emerged from Camus' body.

"Don't even think about it..."

A strong female voice came from the smoke, but no matter how hard she struggled, he was still tightly controlled in the air. A pair of huge red and blue eyes seemed to be watching everyone in the void, but they didn't notice at all.

Kamius looked around in confusion. He felt a vague sense of familiarity coming over him, and he seemed to be hearing hallucinations. How could there be a lady's voice? Soon enough, the red and blue eyes disappeared, and the red smoke disappeared with him.

"What's going on? I seemed a little confused just now? I felt very sleepy."

A few seconds later, Susie, who looked puzzled, spoke in surprise, and Kamius shook her head upon hearing this.

"I don't know. I'm the last one. This makeup artist made us waste a lot of effort. If we hadn't found him, we would have solved the problem of the sequelae long ago. Fortunately, I can ignore the restrictions of the blasphemous rune." Kamiu put the discomfort she felt just now behind her mind, she looked at the unconscious man and smiled.

"On trial..."

"I do."

"Boom..." I saw the mirror in front of Camus' chest shattering. The big golden hands reached into his body and pulled out a pair of big pale hands. As the white arms extended, a pale eyeball full of bloodshot eyes was When he was pulled out, the eyeball was completely gray, with two pale arms on both sides of the eyeball. After he was pulled out, the eyeball quickly became bloodshot, and a suffocating feeling of gaze rushed over his face. He saw that this eyeball also leaked a large amount of blood. Blood, he stared at Camus. Camus suddenly felt his eyes sore, and a cool liquid flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Camus, your eyes are bleeding, and..." Susie, who was standing next to her, exclaimed when she saw this scene. She saw red and blue blood flowing out of Camus' cold eyes, and those dead eyes The reflection of a hanging saint appeared in his eyes, which looked extremely penetrating.

"Hahaha……"

The man woke up suddenly. He looked at the eyeball pulled by the big golden hand and went completely crazy. There was a stiff twist on his face, and a creepy maniacal laugh spewed out of his mouth.

"Hahaha..." But no matter how crazy he laughed, his eyeballs still integrated into his body.

"You will all die, and no one can escape." Before Casca could take action, the man with a crazy look suddenly inserted his fingers into his eyes, and the exploded eyeball fragments suddenly spurted out. He declared in a declaring mode After saying that, his head suddenly exploded and fell to the ground.

"this……"

As he died, the blood in Camus's eyes stopped flowing, but a chilling discomfort filled his heart. He was sure that he seemed to have seen something through the blood just now. That thing is the source of all fear.

"It seems that no one can bear two side effects. Are you okay?" Laura, who woke up from the fright, whispered. Everyone looked at their bodies, feeling a sense of satisfaction and warmth pouring from their hearts. Let them settle down.

"I think it should be successful." Gandalf felt that his mind was much clearer, and the hell language that appeared all the time also disappeared, and he clearly felt that his connection with hell was much smaller. This connection has never been He had been swelling since he drank the potion.

"I don't know, but that black shadow did take away some unexplainable things. I think I should be able to perfectly control my bloodline." Susie clenched her fists and spoke excitedly.

"You can all see it, why don't I feel anything?" Casca looked at himself in confusion. His sequelae were caused by forbidden magic. After the sequelae disappear, will he be able to use magic in the future?

"Maybe you can try to meditate later. I seem to have a feeling of detachment. My connection with the nightmare world is even more blurred." Laura frowned a little. Her sequelae were that she turned into a nightmare, but now she feels like she is For a newborn, familiar abilities feel strange. Maybe she needs time to get used to her body again.

"The plagues and viruses that come with my body seem to have disappeared. Different from the previous suppression, they have completely disappeared this time." Yardley said excitedly, which means that from now on, she does not have to be afraid of the plagues and curses that come with the sequence. Putting him in danger.

"We also know what caused the sequelae. From now on, we are free from the constraints of the gods of each sequence and truly control our destiny." Camus walked out of the ceremony with his hands spread.

"Camius, didn't you see something just now?" Susie said with some worry after seeing Camus. Whether it was the hanging saint in Camus' eyes or the man's words, her head was overshadowed. A shadow.

"I did have an uneasy feeling just now, but because I was blocked by the blood, I didn't see clearly what it was, but the suffocating fear must not deceive myself. There must be something in the exchange ceremony just now. Something or someone related to them appears."

"It's the Saint of the Aurora Society. I just saw the Saint of the Aurora Society in your eyes. Could it be related to this?" Susie thought for a while and spoke in a low voice, but she couldn't figure out when they would follow Are the saints of the Aurora Society related?

Laura's face also darkened, "If this is some kind of prediction, then we must be careful. According to some information I know, the saints of the Aurora Society have been sleeping behind the door, and the description of this door is quite... It’s so mysterious that no one knows about it except the Aurora Society.”

"Door?"

Camus captured some relevant information from Laura's description. Captain Munro seemed to have mentioned this information. The makeup artist who taught him the knowledge claimed to be the 'gatekeeper'. Is he related to this so-called 'gate'? Related?

After hearing this, Gandalf pondered for a moment and then spoke in a low voice, "There is indeed some secret hidden behind the door of the Aurora Society. Our family of judges has recorded some information, which mentioned the unstoppable pollution and the fallen creator, but I did not Not sure what this means."

"Fallen creator?" Hearing this word, Camus felt that this matter was not simple. Creator represents power and unknown. If there is really a fallen creator behind the door of the Aurora Society, then this matter has nothing to do with them. What's the connection?