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The illusory space channel connecting the dream world appeared directly behind the dreammaker, and it was extremely fast, and it seemed that it could stabilize immediately.

"Let us witness the great Lord of Dreams together!" the dream creator shouted loudly.

The surging mist surged behind the passage and was about to rush out of the passage.

Martin felt a very powerful will from behind the passage, which was the will of the God of Dreams!

In the air, a very thick white light column suddenly shot out from the light ball where Kalan was located, and the light column hit the open channel, blocking the gray fog.

The illusory channel itself also becomes very unstable and the space begins to shake.

The dreammaker snorted coldly, and the gray fog quickly emerged in his hands.

Then, a blood-red limb nearly one meter long appeared in the dream creator's hand.

The peristaltic muscle tissue was recognized by Martin at a glance, and it was the limb dominated by flesh and blood!

Puff!

Before Martin could think about it, the muscle tissue was squeezed by the dreammaker and turned into a blood-red mist, mixed into the gray mist.

The pure white light column was blocked by the scarlet fog, and the passage became solid again.

The light column did not last long, but within these few seconds, the colorful light band on Martin's body broke away from Martin like melted wax oil and condensed into a human form again.

That's... another Karan?

His appearance is the same as that of Karan, and his feeling is similar to that of Mr. Karan.

"Concentrate on the ritual, successor!"

The old man reminded him that his tone was calm and confident.

Although the voice was the same, Martin could tell the tone of the speech that the old man in front of him was not Mr. Karan.

What's more, Martin has only heard of the way he calls himself "successor".

Ishta, Alren... They are all powerful men of the ancient era.

Therefore, this person is likely to have originated before the Third Age.

In addition, the "Karan" in front of him has a very powerful fluctuation in the light field, and as the ceremony progresses, he is constantly drawing more power from the huge light ball above his head!

He is also a bright realm!

He remembered the spell just now, and Martin had guessed the identity of the old man in front of him.

Izalo!

Original light!

The white beam of light had just dissipated, and the old man raised his hand.

The air in front of him seemed to shake for a moment, and the light that was beyond the naked eye was released from Izalo's hands.

Buzz!

The dreammaker felt the danger, and the gray fog surged, trying to resist.

But just the fastest thing in the world, he had only had time to turn slightly, and with a bang, the invisible light directly hit the right body of the dreammaker.

After a dull sound, half of the dreammaker's body exploded, and his whole body seemed to be divided into two halves by a sharp guillotine, and the remaining half flew out backwards.

The broken flesh and bones fell into the microwave range and were all evaporated in an instant!

The gray fog immediately wrapped the remaining body of the dreammaker, and the wound was hidden, and there was a faint mist turning into new limbs.

The dreammaker also landed near the passage, with fear and fear in his eyes, and directly penetrated into the gray erosion mist and disappeared.

Izalo looked at the space covered by the scarlet aura. The passage seemed to have formed, and there was already aura of gray mist mixed with the flesh and blood master, which spread out from it.

The will of the God of Dreams became clearer, as if the god was in the grey fog behind the passage.

This made Martin a little nervous, but he still followed the wishes of Izalo and Karan, continued to recite the spell and maintain the ceremony.

The sun above my head, with Karan as the core, has risen to a height of nearly a thousand meters.

Moreover, its light showed no sign of weakening, but instead became stronger and stronger!

"It's not enough!" Izalo looked up at the sky, his eyes were too dark, and he shook his head and said.

Not enough?!

Martin was a little worried about Karan.

The ceremony has been maintained for more than ten minutes. Can Karan still stick to this state?

Moreover, the solar eclipse is about to break away from the total solar eclipse. Behind the dark moon, the sun has exposed half of the bright ring, and it seems that the sun will reappear soon!

Because the moon here is relatively large, there is still plenty to block the sun completely, so the total solar eclipse will take longer.

This way you can have time to perform the ceremony.

It can also be understood from the name of the ceremony [The Moment of Alternating Light] that as long as the second round of solar energy maintains the time of total solar eclipse by, the ceremony will be considered successful.

The ceremony should have been completed now, and with Kalan's current altitude of nearly one kilometer, it should have dispersed the grey fog within thousands of kilometers of Faralin.

Although it may not necessarily cover the entire Gaphraine, at least a place of rest is left.

But if you continue, the sun will soon reappear.

"Don't worry, I'm ready."

Karan's voice rang in Martin's ears, this time it was Karan's own tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Martin felt a fluctuation rising in the city in the distance.

Not very strong, but extremely unique.

That's Sophia's power!

The wave spread toward the sky, extending rapidly into the deep sky, beyond Martin's perception range.

A few seconds later, Martin was suddenly stunned.

Because he felt that the moon seemed to be stationary!

Although the moon moves slowly in the sky, the extraordinary's keen perception made him sense that the moon did stop!

Maintain a total solar eclipse!

Is this Sophia's power?

Inside the city, in the yard of Glace.

Sophia looked up at the sky, her staff pointed directly at the dark moon, and sweat kept oozing out of her forehead...

The waves are washing on the beach, progressing layer by layer. Under the dual action of the moon and the sun, today's tides are stronger than before.

Wow!

The waves had already reached Martin's feet and wet his calves.

The beach became soft and the insteps were trapped in the sand.

Izalo had already entered the passage to block the gray fog and the dream god who might be approaching.

The gray fog in the passage surged violently, and the power of light and dreams fluctuated continuously.

And at that level of battle, Martin knew that he couldn't help, so he could only continue to maintain the ceremony...

Outside the Annu Fortress, gray fog filled the hills, covering the entire forest.

From time to time, screams and painful roars of various animals came from various places.

This gray fog is not only aimed at humans, but also all living things...

Aslan floated quietly in the air, looking sharply at the hills not far away.

In the woods, a young woman stood there, blocking his way.

The new mother, Sefilotte.

No one took the lead. After a moment of confrontation, Bishop Aslan finally spoke: "It seems that Mother Earth has made her own choice."

Sefilott's expression was calm and he spoke slowly: "Those who know the times are heroes! People in the past may not be too late to understand this now. The position of the Lord of Time is about to be vacant. Are you not moved?"

Sefilotte's tone was very calm, but on her face, the hypocritical smile could be clearly seen.

"How do you know that the God of Dreams will definitely succeed?" Aslan also laughed, his eyes full of jokes.

Sefilotte was about to say something, but suddenly turned around and stared at the southwest with his stunned eyes.

A white sun is rising from the horizon!

When the pure light shines, the thin gray mist dissipates directly!

The new mother's face changed and she was about to leave Bishop Aslan and rushed to Faralin.

But the next moment, Aslan flashed and blocked Sefilot's way.

The form reverses instantly.
To be continued...