A train that looked like it had been made decades ago crashed through the wall and crashed straight into the dancers who were still dancing on the stage, sending the bright red body flying straight away.

This sudden intrusion broke the original silence. The huge black shadow on the ceiling seemed to have lost some kind of balance and shattered. The audience who were immersed in the 'dance' suddenly woke up.

They looked at the scene in front of them as if they were dreaming, and happened to look at the bright red figure that was hit by the train and flew away.

"ah!!!"

I don't know who made a piercing scream, waking everyone up from their dreams.

The entire hall instantly became commotion. At this moment, the audience lost their minds and rushed in the opposite direction to the train, rushing towards the small exit door.

The three people in Moonlight also woke up leisurely at this moment.

They were calmer than the others and were looking at the crowds pushing around them with confusion.

The illusory figure that was originally floating in front of He Ao was pulled back to her original body because of the violent impact just now.

The components of any ritual are fragile, not to mention that the ritual constructed in this club itself looks crude.

It only takes some minor accidents to destroy the structure of the ceremony, or affect the person who presided over the ceremony, to destroy the foundation of the ceremony.

Such as the forced entry of the Velora.

When it comes to occult knowledge, He Ao believes that he is better than most people in the main world.

Moreover, he himself has presided over several rituals to summon good friends. He is familiar with such rituals related to gods, and he also knows very well where these rituals tend to go wrong.

As the two figures of the woman merged into one again, the power that originally came to the main world to erode his soul lost its anchor point and began to fade away quickly.

This is the result of the ongoing ceremony being forcibly interrupted due to the intervention of a strong external force.

He Ao regained his freedom of movement. He glanced at the still somewhat confused Yueguang trio, blended into the crowd, and left the hall.

Next, the person standing in the center of the stage is no longer ‘He Ao’.

The front door of the speeding Velora opened, and a simple-looking young man wearing dark jeans, brown short-sleeves, and black-rimmed glasses jumped out of the car.

After the young man jumped off, the speeding train did not stop. Instead, it crashed into the wall on the other side. The surrounding space squirmed like jelly. The front of the train crashed directly into the wall, or passed through the wall.

, disappeared into the space on the other side.

Following the entire car body, it quickly crossed the space above the stage. This classic train appeared from one side and quickly disappeared from the other side.

At this moment, the Yueguang trio, who were a little confused, finally came to their senses. Their mental state was more stable than ordinary people, so they were not disturbed by the interruption of the ceremony.

"Captain, what is this?"

A young man in the moonlight opened his mouth in confusion. His eyes followed the fast-moving train, and soon he was left with only the rear of the train. "Is this some weird manifestation?"

The middle-aged man in the lead stared fixedly at the rear of the disappearing car. His authority was much higher than that of the other two, and he knew more information that the other two did not know. He opened his mouth and said hoarsely,

"The Velora."

At this moment, the steps controlling He Ao's clone had completely landed on the stage. When he heard this term, he turned back and glanced at the middle-aged man.

"blasphemous monster!"

At this moment, the waiter who had been staying quietly in the corner rushed out with a dagger.

His body flew through the air at a speed that a middle-aged man could hardly catch, and the silver dagger rushed straight into He Ao's heart.

This unexpected sudden attack exceeded the middle-aged man's expectations. The waiter's short-term explosive power was even close to that of the C-level strong men he had ever seen.

But just when he thought the young man on the stage would be injured, he saw the young man slightly raising his hand and crossing it horizontally in the air.

The leaping waiter paused for a moment, and his body was split into two in the air with the young man's face, and blood with a light green glow splashed out.

What kind of power is this? It hits the enemy attacking at such a terrifying speed so lightly, and instantly cuts the enemy's body apart.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth. Although he knew some of the information, he always thought that the news from Middle-earth was exaggerated. But now he realized that the news was not exaggerated and had even been restrained.

Moreover, how did the other party kill the waiter from such a distance? Some kind of invisible ability?

Just when he was surprised, He Aowei stepped back sideways and dodged the flying limbs of the waiter.

When dealing with objects flying from the front, it is better to swing the sword horizontally than to swing it vertically. When swinging the sword horizontally, the field of vision is relatively open and will not affect the movement. However, when swinging the sword vertically, the arms and blade sometimes

It will block your eyes and affect your field of vision.

He Ao's eyes only stayed on the waiter for a moment, then he clenched the shadowless sword in his hand, turned around and walked towards the depths of the stage.

That waiter was similar to Black Shadow, and was forcibly promoted from D level to pseudo-C level. He was even weaker than Black Shadow. For He Ao now, it was not troublesome to deal with such an enemy.

The trouble was with the other one. He Ao looked up at the woman who was knocked away by him.

This is a genuine C-Class.

There is a slight vibration coming from the Shadowless Sword, and the blood of the extraordinary person invigorates it.

"The will of the gods cannot be disobeyed."

The graceful woman slowly got up from the ground, and the bloodstains on her body slowly closed up again, turning into white skin again. She was once again merging with her 'body'.

She raised her head and looked at He Ao walking over, "No matter who you are, you will be punished by the gods if you interrupt the gods' sacrifice."

She looked at He Ao with blazing fire in her eyes.

If the person in front of her hadn't appeared, she would have transformed that powerful C-level into a slave of the gods. She would have been rewarded by the gods for this feat.

But now, this reward is gone.

"Maybe you should worry about yourself."

He Ao held the Shadowless Sword and walked towards her step by step. He stared at the woman's body.

"What?"

The woman was stunned and looked down at the skin of her hands.

The fair skin that had originally been closed was torn apart again, covered with twisted cracks.

These cracks carried a strange aura, shrouded in a faint shadow, and clung to her body.

"What's this?"

She stood up in fear.

"The 'gift' of the gods you believe in," He Ao walked towards her step by step. "Although the ceremony was destroyed, the power from the gods will not disappear. It will naturally flow back to the key nodes of the ceremony, and

that is,"

He paused and said, "The host of the ceremony."

The woman glanced at He Ao in horror, twisted shadows emerged from the cracks in her body, and the white and delicate skin began to crack, revealing bright red flesh.

"no, do not want!"

She lay on the ground, a look of pain filling her cheeks.

The shattered shadow fragments on the ceiling finally found a place to escape at this moment, and rushed toward her body crazily.

The white skirt was torn apart by the movement of the huge shadow, supporting an indescribable body that was a mixture of flesh and shadow.

The pained expression on the woman's face gradually changed into joyful joy, as if she had seen the most beautiful thing in the world.

He Ao held the Shadowless Sword and watched everything calmly.

This is the power of gods, which can distort people's cognition, turn disgusting things into likes, and turn painful things into joy.

The self that people think belongs to them actually no longer belongs to them.

Even if she twists into a monster and turns into something she hated before, she will still feel that all this is natural, and she will feel that she is beautiful at this moment, while human beings are ugly.

Shadows burst through the woman's body and lifted her into the air. These shadows condensed from illusion into reality, presenting a translucent shape.

He Ao jumped up and rushed directly towards the twisted monster. He had no interest in waiting until this new monster mixed with the power of the gods was completely born.

The woman lowered her head, her face full of twisted joy, and she stared at He Ao, "The will of the gods cannot be violated, you must die!"

The translucent shadow limb was raised.

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At this moment, Heo entered a nearby hotel that he had already booked, opened the door of the hotel room, and stood in front of the window of this room. He could just see No. 72 Oak Street, where the club was located.

He glanced at the scene outside the window, locked the door, sat on the hotel sofa, and closed his eyes.

His subjective consciousness descended into his clone.

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The clone jumped up and activated Super Memory in an instant. The huge power was added to this body whose physical quality was already as high as 570, raising the overall physical quality to over 1,000.

This was the first time that He Ao used Super Memory to fight in the main world after his promotion to Super Memory, although he was not using his true body.

At the same time, spiritual consciousness also comes to the clone with the arrival of the main consciousness.

The flying semi-illusory shadow tentacles streaked across the void, drawing towards He Ao at a terrifying speed.

The Shadowless Sword collided with this limb, but passed directly through these shadows.

He Ao immediately turned sideways and twisted his body in the air with the help of conservation of angular momentum. The end of the tentacle whipped past his face with a roaring wind, directly shattering the half-collapsed wall behind him.

Such a powerful force can turn an ordinary person into a ball of flesh in an instant.
To be continued...