My Doomsday Territory Chapter 543

Chapter 543

Duke Modun is a veteran Transcendent who has already condensed three source cores. Among the Transcendents in the capital, he can be considered one of the strongest.

There is only a small gap between him and the second level of the Transcendent… Although this line is very likely the distance of a universe.

It can not be denied the strength of Duke Modun.

Also inherited from the Duke’s mansion, spirit, const.i.tution, and source power are all outstanding in all aspects of the same rank.

The essence, and spirit of a Second Grade Transcendent combined into one. The method of tampering with memories of the Heart Demon race could not be used. Although a First Grade Transcendent could not be compared to a Second Grade Transcendent, his resistance in this aspect was not weak either.

As a result, the Heart Demon race was not violently modifying memories. Instead, it was based on the situation. Just like the blood feud between humans and dark creatures, it could not be erased. It could only tamper with some of the memories of the battle in the capital.

The foreign race was very skilled. Before the Eno Continent, they had used the method of tampering with memories many times. Under normal circ.u.mstances, there would not be any accidents.

However, at this time,

The sky cracked and the appearance of the extraordinary dark creature made Duke Modun recall the content that he subconsciously ignored in the past.

The logical contradiction of memories flashed through his mind.

The strange memory gradually emerged in the depths of his mind.

“No, no, I am not the real Duke Modun. The real Duke is his father. He… He died in the war thirty years ago!”

Duke Modun murmured, his mind bulging.

“Hasn’t your t.i.tle been inherited for hundreds of years? How big was it thirty years ago?”

Wait,

The n.o.ble was a little weaker, and he had no other thoughts besides panic when he saw the s.p.a.ce crack and dark creatures.

The true memory is still sealed in the depths of my mind, until the keyword appears…

The great battle thirty years ago.

“Hiss -“

“Why do I vaguely feel that there was really a great battle thirty years ago that shook the heavens and earth?”

“I… I think… I remember now. It seems like the capital has been destroyed?”

“The mastermind behind the Dark Tide. Yes, that’s right. It’s those werewolves, bear men, and tiger men!”

“Wait, what are you talking about? Why can’t I understand?”

A few veteran Transcendents suddenly recalled their shattered memories. Even more Transcendents had confused expressions. Even when the word ‘war’, ‘capital’, ‘fall’, and so on entered their ears, they were still… confused.

Could it be that the Duke and the other lords had fallen into some kind of illusion?

No, that’s not right.

If the Duke and the other lords had all planted an illusion, it doesn’t make sense. We are safe. So, there is only one truth. We are the ones who had truly fallen into the illusion!

It is very likely,

The broken sky, the falling dark creatures, and the apocalyptic disaster were all caused by illusion.

Yes, it must be so!

A Transcendent raised his hand and slapped the person beside him, causing him to glare at him angrily.

He had no choice but to smile awkwardly and slap himself in the face with his two palms. It was quite painful.

If he was really ruthless, it was very likely that his life would be lost if the illusion was not broken.

Duke Modun had recovered from his meditation and his face was complicated.

He looked at the strange, self-closed, or a group of extraordinary people that he had seen through and slowly opened his mouth.

“That year…”

The sound of spiritual power being injected spread out like a bell, resounding in the ears of every Transcendent in the surroundings.

The memories of the battle back then were slowly told by Duke Modun.

The kingdom retreated and defended the capital.

The black tide attacked, the final battle.

Countless experts fell, and the capital was reduced to ruins.

More and more Transcendents looked up at the sky in shock.

“The other side is the capital that we used to live in. Then, what is this land under our feet?”

“I used to feel that something was wrong. It turns out that our memories were tampered with.”

“Wait, the” Eternal Wall “was built by the royal family. Then… did the king’s memory also be tampered with, or…”

On the other side of the crack,

That ancient tree that towered into the sky should be the World Tree, right? I remember that in the last battle, the World Tree revealed its original appearance.

These n.o.bles originally did not know about the existence of the World Tree, and only knew that the royal family had a treasure.

However, that battle back then was earth-shattering, and the World Tree could not hide either. In the end, it was revealed.

The Transcendents recalled everything that happened back then, and also knew the mastermind behind the Dark Tide and the purpose of the enemy.

They looked at the World Tree across the crack.

It was currently recovering, and the new leaves of the tender branches were growing rapidly.

However, it was difficult to hide the original appearance of the dead.

Duke Modun looked around the world tree and tried to resist the black tide. His face was complicated.

“Maybe we wronged them!”

“They are not for money, but to save the world tree, for our kingdom.”

“They risked their lives to kill the enemy, but we, in a daze, became accomplices.”

Shame!

They thought that the “Black Robe Organization” was a group of country b.u.mpkins from other kingdoms. Now that they thought about it, they were a resistance organization hidden in the dark!

The kingdom had been controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes and the royal family had fallen. Only they did not abandon their last hope.

Those people might be some secret powerhouses who survived the battle back then.

Only then could it be explained that they had such powerful strength.

Duke Modun felt that he had discovered the truth. Now that he had torn open the memory blockade, his body, which had not been there for a long time, became hot blooded. He roared and rushed into the dark creatures, forcibly blowing open a blank s.p.a.ce!

…

Through the contract, Tang Yu confessed to the Xingling Xingyue sisters who were sitting in the capital, and after organizing the manpower defense, he no longer paid attention to that side.

The main battlefield was the old capital.

The core battlefield was where Nancy was.

At this moment,

It had already changed from the three races vs Nancy to “Nancy beating up the Church of Light”.

In just a few minutes, the three bishops of the Church had suffered heavy losses.

The second bishop had a face full of fear.

He had long lost the confidence he had before to take down the strongest weapon.

He was also stupid.

He clearly knew that it was the strongest weapon that the Pope had chosen. It possessed combat strength and potential that far surpa.s.sed ordinary people. Did he think that three against one would be enough to take down the opponent?

It would be good if he was not killed!

In the distance,

The chiefs of the wolf, bear, and tiger clans were much more relaxed after seeing this.

That was true,

After transforming, their battle prowess had increased by more than double, and they couldn’t be considered mediocre at the same level.

They were previously beaten by Nancy until they doubted their lives, but now, looking at it… Heh, those three human clans have lasted even shorter than us, and their confidence has returned in an instant.

Nancy struck out with her sword.

The fourth bishop had suffered too much damage, and his combat power had begun to decline.

In the distance,

Tang Yu had a solemn expression on his face. Countless numbers flashed past his eyes, and his gaze swept across the surroundings.

At present, the Church of the End had the highest status and was only the second bishop.

A faint sense of danger lingered in his heart.

Finally,

As the fourth bishop was getting more and more seriously injured, a huge hole appeared in the distant sky.

In the middle of the hole stood two figures.

The person in the lead held a scepter in his hand, and he wore a crown on his head, but his face could not be clearly seen.

“You have done well. Stand down.”

The Pope said,

His gaze locked onto Nancy.

He took a step forward and instantly crossed tens of kilometers, appearing not too far away.

He stretched out his hand, and a vast power surged from all directions, enveloping Nancy.

The air became sticky, and this s.p.a.ce seemed to be under his control. He wanted to completely imprison Nancy.

The next moment,

The Pope crossed his hands and quickly formed a seal, chanting an incantation.

A terrifying aura rose from his body.

Tang Yu looked at it and was a little speechless.

This posture was too familiar.

Wasn’t this prelude to the activation of the “curse seal”?

Was there a need to be so serious?