Praise you

As he finished the last stroke, Anthony breathed a quiet sigh of relief, confirming that he was still alive.

Although he didn't know whether the Amon Monet he had drawn would work, or whether it could help him and the others turn the tide and find a chance to escape the current Mirror World, he had at least fulfilled his companion's request and done his duty.

Almost simultaneously, Anthony saw the corners of Monet's mouth gradually curve upwards in the sketch on the paper, and his eyes instantly become lively.

However, the Paper that had stopped curling inward and the solidified, transparent Flames became active again.

In the blink of an eye, the Paper with Monet's sketch shrank into a ball, Burning to ashes in the transparent Flames, and merged into the dim "Fictional Bottle".

"This... it can't be a failure, can it?" Anthony's heart clenched again.

Faced with such a situation, even Hypnotist with strong self-control would find it difficult to maintain emotional stability.

At this moment, Perle, the "Supervisor" who was still standing next to the protruding rock, withdrew his right palm from the "Dark Box" made of Coin Pouch.

The deal is done, and Lumian and the others are about to fall into a Past sleep!

Perle turned his gaze back to his target and saw that Lumian was still standing steadily, wearing a Golden Mask painted with white and black oil paint on his face. His breath had completely disappeared, and his body exuded a cold sense of death.

However, Lumian's blue eyes, which had returned, remained open.

As the "Supervisor," Perle immediately noticed the problem.

Just as she was about to react, she was surrounded by dense darkness, which dispelled the faint light from her Carbide Lamp.

Perle closed his eyes, and his body swayed precariously.

She fell asleep.

The Slumber effect that was supposed to be applied to Lumian and the others inexplicably landed on her instead, while Lumian and the others were completely unaffected.

Lumian was initially startled by what he saw, but then felt a surge of immense joy.

He clearly felt a strange power emanating from the "Fictional Bottle" built upon his own body.

It was a success?

Did Anthony succeed?

Indeed, all of That One previous actions were in the name of helping His father.

When it comes to dealing with followers of Evil God gods, His Father and we are on the same side!

Without hesitation, Lumian released the "Fictional Bottle" and was about to "Teleportation" to the side of the "Supervisor" Perle, who had encountered an unexpected turn of events, to take Moran Avignon's Vanity Mirror mirror and try to escape this place by using the fixed entrance and exit of the Mirror World.

If he can get out, he can recruit more helpers and force Perle to leave on his own.

Just then, the Coin Pouch and Moran Avignon Vanity Mirror in Perle's hands fell to the ground as she Slumber Past could no longer hold them.

Snap!

Moran Avignon's Vanity Mirror shattered into pieces.

This caused the Barrier of the Mirror World to become prominent, with numerous cracks appearing. Perle, however, was suddenly awakened by his Burning ambition and opened his eyes.

As Lumian's heart sank, a shadow darted out from the shattered Vanity Mirror.

It combined with the scattered flesh and blood on the ground and instantly reformed into Mr. K was wearing a black Robe.

After the Special Mirror World was damaged, the Divine Emissary of the "Aurora Order" immediately sensed his fingers and "Teleportation" over purely on instinct, transforming into a shadow and passing through the crack.

Inside that dark Church, whose location was unknown.

The "Magician" keeps "Flash," but he can't escape the pursuit of the massive flood of information.

As she "Flash" into existence, she gathered starlight from her eyes, which coalesced into a strange and ancient stone wall clock.

When!

The ethereal and majestic sound of the bells echoed in every corner of the Church.

An ancient, mottled, enormous phantom took shape in mid-air. It was a stone-carved wall clock, divided into twelve sections, each section either Gray-White or bluish-black, arranged in an alternating pattern, with different symbols for each section.

When!

The tolling of the bells, carrying an indescribable, invisible torrent, traversed the vast expanse of history, freezing everything and everyone present in a state of stillness.

The massive and terrifying torrent of information froze; the "Hermit," displaying an incomplete Mythical Creature Form, ceased to exist; and the "Judgement," perched in mid-air above the Church, transformed into Statues.

Loki's hand, which had reached into the void, also paused, not immediately retracting, and dragged out a Daoist.

In this still frame, the starlight in the "Magician's " eyes Change once again.

Countless Mercury-Colored Complex Symbols appeared out of thin air, rapidly connecting to form a gigantic, illusory, scaleless serpent.

The surface of this giant silver serpent is covered with dense patterns and symbols that form interconnected revolving wheels, each surrounded by different markings.

The next second, the Mercury serpent coiled its body, bit its own tail, and slowly began to rotate.

The vast and complex torrent of information began to recede, retracing its previous trajectory, transforming back into the Lady in the black dress wearing Golden Crown.

The Lady in the black dress faded into a blurry silhouette and a floating Tarot Cards radiating an eerie Charm; both eventually returned to the void and vanished.

The stones that had fallen to the ground flew up and returned to the "Hermit," some turning back into eyes, others regaining their white color. The "Hermit" soon ceased to be the terrifying figure that would make anyone Loss of Control at first sight.

The "Judgement" returned to the ground, retreated outside the "door," and the restrictions that had been weakened by mystery became ineffective.

Loki withdrew his hand and sat back down in the Pitch-Black wooden chair.

Within Special Mirror World riddled with cracks.

Upon waking up, "The Supervisor" Perle and the Book saw Mr. K, who was wearing a Hood Black Robe, and witnessed numerous crimes committed by him.

To her surprise, the other party, who had committed so many crimes, far exceeding Lumian's in number but only slightly less severe, only had a small patch of gray.

That means it would be very difficult to complete a "Dark Box Transaction" with Mr. K, and it seems that certain preconditions must be met.

It seemed to be caused by extreme fanaticism; all "Dark Box Transaction" could only proceed with the permission of his idol... As Perle's thoughts raced, he looked at Mr. K and said in the "Word of Order": "You are guilty!"

"You killed someone!"

The area above Mr. K suddenly became dark and gloomy, and something terrifying was taking shape.

He had heard Lumian describe Yebus's various abilities and knew that a fatal punishment was coming. He immediately decided to change the "herdsman" and use "Demonization" combined with the "Rose Bishop's" Flesh Magic to fight against the unknown attack.

But in the blink of an eye, the punishment that was brewing vanished, seemingly heading off to some unknown place.

That terrifying sense of oppression, like thick smoke, was instantly dispersed by the Gale.

Mr. K paused for a moment, then burst into wild laughter, laughing so hard he was bent over backwards.

Haha! Hahaha!

"I am guilty, but the Lord has borne all my sins!"

I am innocent! I am innocent to this world!

Mr. K laughed wildly as he switched his "herding" targets, creating layers upon layers of Phantom Gate in his vision.

The countless doors leading to different destinations instantly coalesced, transforming into a phantom-like book.

The book was projected in front of Mr. K, and he flipped through it rapidly.

"I came, I saw, I Recording."

As the ethereal voice echoed, the illusory book froze on a certain page.

Mr. K instantly transformed into a half- Giant, standing two or three meters tall, clad in cold Black Armor, wielding a deep, Gloom, straight greatsword.

He sprinted forward and rushed to the "Supervisor".

"Praise be to you!"

Mr. K roared and swung down the Gloom sword in his hand.

After discovering that the Prosecution was ineffective against Mr. K, Perle's expression became more serious.

Of course, as a Half-God, she was surprised by this, but she wasn't without other ways to deal with it.

As Mr. K laughed maniacally, she emphasized in the "Word of Order": "The Supervisor are protected!"

The two- or three-meter-tall Black Armor half- Giant used all his strength to slash his deep, Gloom, straight greatsword toward Perle's head, but it was blocked by an invisible Barrier.

The Barrier cracked, and Mr. K's body also split open silently, a smooth and neat cut separating his right arm from his shoulder, causing it to fall to the ground.

Although Mr. K had used Recording Half-God abilities at this point and thus possessed a degree of Divinity, he would still be subject to certain punishment for attacking the "Supervisor," who was "clearly" protected.

This is a sin that has just emerged, a sin that has not yet had time to be borne!

At the severed point on Mr. K's shoulder, the flesh writhed wildly, as if a new arm was about to grow, but he paid no heed. He caught the falling Gloom greatsword with his left hand and once again shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Praise be to you who created everything!"

As the hoarse voice echoed, the Gloom greatsword was swung out, slashing towards "Supervisor" Perle.

Using the protection he had just received, Perle managed to make the Coin Pouch that had fallen to the ground float back up and return to his palm.

She quickly completed a "Dark Box Transaction," a "Dark Box Transaction" involving everyone present.

Snap!

As the Gloom greatsword fell, the invisible Barrier protecting the "Supervisor" shattered completely.

Mr. K's left arm was then detached from his body, leaving another exaggerated incision.

Inside the incision, a large amount of Blood-Colored granulation tissue grew rapidly, as if it had come to life, as if it were about to grow into a new Mr. K.

"The Supervisor" Perle was not happy with this outcome. According to the agreement reached in the "Dark Box Transaction," Mr. K, Lumian, and the others should all be completely weakened by now.

But in reality, nothing like that happened!

Was he incredibly unlucky, and the person he just traded with was Swindler who had no intention of fulfilling the Contract? Perle's heart sank as he found himself unable to move for some reason.

Then, she saw Mr. K, who had lost both arms, bend over dramatically.

The mouth of this "Aurora Order" Divine Emissary was opened to its maximum extent, with the corners of his mouth extending all the way to his ears. Blood-Colored gushed from the tear, and flesh buds were densely packed around it.

Using this oral expansion, Mr. K, clad in cold Black Armor, bit down on the hilt of the Gloom greatsword.

He leaped high into the air, letting his voice burst forth from his chest:

"Praise be to you who bear the sins of the world!"

With a desperate shout, Mr. K descended from the sky with a straight, Gloom greatsword, using himself as the hilt to slash at "Supervisor" Perle.