His body is flowing, wrapped around the human body, like a piece of broken silk, part of the god, and the roaring face is still flowing on it, and fleeting!
The goddess looked down in shock and anger, but under the ground, in her own divine power, there was no trace of that person?
A scam, a bait... But since I could use divine power to deceive his senses into entering the tomb, he could naturally use the same method to fight against it! It was ridiculous that he kept telling himself that he should judge calmly, but in the end he was still fooled by this kind of
The simplest strategy deceived!
But regret at this time is worthless...
"Don't be surprised. In fact, when you appeared, you were already destined to fail." Edward said slowly. He waved casually, and the remaining Nubian completely turned into a flowing silver light and was absorbed into his body.
: "You are too weak to prevent me from doing some tricks on you. Do you know why you didn't consider the possibility that it was a bait just now? Next time, you'd better not think so much, otherwise you will
The gaps in the soul will become more and more obvious."
Xionlia was stunned.
The meaning of the other party's words was very simple, but she couldn't believe it no matter what - that meant that this guy could affect her spirit!
How is that possible.
It must be a deception! Even if he is not powerful, he is still a god! How could he be like those ignorant and weak ordinary people, whose minds are controlled by others? It is simply ridiculous!
"What a wonderful statement." Someone chuckled.
Of course, it was not Xionlia who was in shock... Silver light flowed in the space, and the door opened like a full moon. The seven or eight figures were reflected - there were gods, people, and a body...
…facing his soul.
"But unfortunately... it's all over."
The chuckle was soft and crisp. It was like a string of shaking glass wind chimes, so pleasantly sent into everyone's heart, sweet and comfortable... So Xionlia's shock and anger were calmed down in an instant.
.and then smile the same way at the speaker.
The two goddesses looked at each other and smiled. That momentary scene seemed to make everything in the entire space soft and gentle, enough to inspire those artists to create hundreds of sculptures, paintings and poems.
It's a pity that there are no artists here. There is only an evil being who doesn't care about blasphemy.
"It's better to put away that fake smile... Actually, I prefer you to be more indifferent,"
The gaze of the psychic did not stay on those mortals. He did not even pay any attention to Elena, Cecilia, or his own body. He just fell indifferently on the person who came across the space.
Of the elf goddess, he suddenly sighed: "That will remind me of the second time we met. This kind of indifference is actually very beautiful, and will make the true feelings appear more real. It is unforgettable.
."
It was not the first meeting, but the second time... So of course this was not a sentiment. It was a mean and mean mockery - the second time Eilistraee met this human was in his magic tower.
On the bed. And then, she suffered the greatest insult in ten thousand years.
The harsh words made the entire space silent for a moment.
Invisible and huge energy surrounds every being, and time seems to have stopped flowing at this moment. Only the sound of dust falling rustlingly fluctuates the heartstrings of every being, making their
The heartbeat skipped a beat - even gods are no exception.
Because if the person in front of him chooses to speak when facing a battle, it means that he is turning his thoughts, and there may be many tricks that will follow.
When there was no answer, the psychic did not speak, so the silence continued like that, as if it was extremely sacred and no one or god was willing to break it.
But the silence will eventually be broken.
"There's no point in trying to be strong,"
Raising her head, Ilistree's pair of blue eyes were still calm, reflecting the face of that human being like the sea water, but there was no trace of joy or anger in the expression on his face: "Your Excellency Edward, why don't you learn to leave it to others, and also leave it to yourself?"
Some leeway?”
At this moment, she did not appear as the drow most familiar to mortals, but as a tall elf. Under her loosely pulled blond hair, every part of her facial features showed an extreme beauty.
There is a soft smile on the corners of the lips, but if you look at her, you will see two extremely deep black points in those blue eyes, but there are thin silver threads extending in them, as if they can be seen from them.
A glimpse into another universe!
"room?"
The psychic squinted his eyes. He repeated the word in a mocking tone: "If possible, I always leave room for it. There is only one thing that does not leave room for. If I know that someone is going to attack me,
If it is not good for me or the people around me, then I will naturally retaliate in kind and try not to leave any further trouble."
He paused and glanced at all the people in the field - Eilistraee who was looking at him, Bellena who was standing in front of the silver portal, and Xionlia Ling who was stepping back slightly.
His delicate eyes seemed to be transparent, but they seemed to be covered with a subtle layer of silver light. The flash of brilliance was as sharp as the edge of a knife.
"So now, Your Majesty the Goddess, since you have made your choice, why do you have any room for discussion? The majestic gods use women and children as hostages like bandits...what room for discussion? However, I would like to praise you for your actions.
The professionalism in this area at least knows how to separate the hostages instead of bringing them together. However, I will settle the score with you carefully about separating the nursing children from their mothers."
"Presumptuous!" "Profane!"
Two muffled growls came from a little distance away,
The four great shamans followed the two gods. They had just stepped out of the door of the space. They could not understand what the young man in front of them was talking about as a 'second meeting'. However, it seemed that the young man in front of them was just a disabled person.
Human beings who have no soul are mocking gods as "robbers", which is harsh enough to their ears.
The act of shouting in front of the gods is also extremely rude. But the resentment and anger that were easily controlled before are still accumulated in the memory. At this moment, facing that person's smile, it seems that it is difficult to suppress it and has to burst out!
"This boring method is also meaningless."
Eilistraee still stood still. Only her blond hair was dancing lightly. In the darkness, there was a luster and subtle burning in her blue eyes... Then the four great shamans groaned at the same time and knelt down.
The ground! And in the field of vision, a layer of vague clouds and mist are gathering from all directions, sucking in all the energy around them!
Even the gods couldn't help but change their expressions the moment their eyes came into contact with the thin mist - that human being calmly provoked the emotions of several shamans in front of their eyes was enough to surprise the gods, but at this moment
, that is the Devouring Mist, a legendary powerful technique that can isolate all natural energy. Even among the gods, only one being can control it!
"Should I say you are worthy of being the goddess of the Demonic Network...? Should I call you Eilistraee or Mystra now?"
His eyes moved slightly, and the psychic made a series of sneers: "Are you a little interested in the whereabouts of your body? Don't you know? She may have fallen into the hands of Asmodeus now.
.Maybe the Lord of the Nine Hells is having fun doing this or that?"
The human sneer shakes the air, harsh and sharp, but to the gods, it is like a sign - the corners of the elven goddess's mouth slightly upwards and a sneer slips. It is like the expression of a cat teasing a mouse: "Why don't you be honest and honest?"
What? Sir Edward? Ridicule is coming to you.
Speaking often expresses some uncontrollable emotions, which we are very aware of. As for the hostages, the best attitude is to let the other party know that you don't care...but please don't worry. Mr. Edward, we understand us very well.
What an advantage we have now.”
"You learned well. Oh, you stole well, and you also learned to be mysterious. Do you want to remind me that you have stolen a lot of knowledge from me, so you can already understand my thoughts? In fact, maybe I should remind you
For you, a little knowledge is actually far more harmful than a complete ignorance?"
But the most dangerous enemy is the enemy who knows you best - while facing this, the human blinked his eyes and sighed softly in his heart.
And his eyes moved slightly, passing through the expressions of several gods.
With the time he was talking, he had completely checked the situation of the other party - the only hostages brought were Elena and Cecilia. They had their heads lowered and did not look injured. However, their standing postures were
Stiff. Apparently the effect of eternal stagnation.
Although this kind of magic has no effect other than imprisoning others, it is a high-level magic in the eighth level. It is cast in the hands of God and is very difficult to unlock with Edward's ability - and he almost doesn't need to see it.
, and can also feel the extending and dazzling magic aura surrounding them.
The colorful halo obviously belongs to the famous nine-ring protection spell? Rainbow Light Spell. This spell is not unsolvable, but the compound protection makes its removal process equally complicated. In addition, it also contains at least two or three
Some of the power of magic is triggering, and some is protective - even for Ed
It is impossible for Hua to use his divine power to completely dismantle it in a short period of time. In addition, the most shocking thing on it, the strong black luster, at least shows that there are several undead spells in it. Although it is nothing more than the soul confinement spell.
It's the same old routine, but it's been enhanced to at least the level of a legendary spell.
No matter what method is used, it is impossible to rescue them quickly, not to mention the Devouring Mist - this legendary terrifying power exclusive to Mystra is worthy of its reputation. The mental tentacles of the psychic warlock are flowing.
Suppressed by divine power, they cannot even approach the three-foot radius around them, let alone mobilize the energy around them.
"What if I leave them alone and run away?"
He tilted his head, raised his hands and clasped them together, as if he was moving non-existent muscles - every movement would attract the eyes of the three gods, and such changes would only make his smile even more intense.
Happy: "You killed them? Of course, as soon as I leave, you can try to hide this thing. Just someone is enough. Find someone, summon a creature without enough intelligence, and then use something to hide it."
Just put it up and take it away."
The human narration was slow and casual, but it triggered a long period of silence.
The gods will not sit back and watch the danger of losing their royal power. But what they need to guard against is not just an Edward - any mortal who touches that thing will put them in jail again. And what that person said is
The only way to avoid it.
But it’s also a completely unusable method——
The incarnation of God cannot exist in this space for a long time. The builders here have set the environment to be almost the same as the main material plane, and the rejection of divine power is the same. They cannot allow other beings to enter here.
They came into contact with this dangerous key, but the interference of the royal power in the space made their attempt to seal this demiplane become a luxury.
If the person leaves and comes back, they will have trouble coping, and moving the thing will be even more dangerous.
"Even death is not the end, it is just the beginning." This time it was Bellena who spoke, her calm and hoarse voice, extremely sinister.
Death is of course not the end, but just the beginning... And a god, even the weakest god, has the power to capture and torture a person's soul, far exceeding the power of those devils or the exquisite methods of devils... And if a god
If you want to torture the human soul, then the pain of the soul is unimaginable by mortals, far better than the previous pain a hundred times!
Therefore, Edward's expression could not help but change slightly.
"Haha, who knows? If you can't kill them, what kind of threat are you to me? Besides, can you really... kill them?" He stretched out his hand, and a tiny flame ignited in his hand.
, forcing a dark red light and shadow out of the darkness around him. His face was reflected in the firelight, which also made the smile at the corner of his mouth become particularly ferocious: "Forget it, there is no point in wasting time, let's talk about your conditions.
Bar."
Is this a compromise on his part?
"Our request is very simple. You leave here and no longer seek fragments of this royal power." Bellena said.
"Don't you stop seeking everything?"
"Of course... Therefore, we will let your child stay in our space."
The goddess of darkness spoke coldly, feeling a wave of emotions at the same time. It was due to the dissatisfaction of Eilistraee beside her - the negotiation process was in the most powerful hands of her, and several gods were in charge of it beforehand.
agreement - but at this moment, Bellena obviously did not intend to let go of this opportunity to speak. Because she had already experienced too many frustrations in this human being, and various memories were constantly swimming in her consciousness.
Making her eager to expel it.
With a perfect victory, with his opponent's complete compromise, with his irrepressible frustration!
This may be the only chance for this human being to understand the power of God. He must not use that weak and nagging attitude again! He must seize all the initiative without giving up... It is best to let him
He completely fell on his knees before himself, begging for forgiveness! Even though
If he can't do it, he must be humiliated severely to make him understand that the gap between gods and humans cannot be bridged by his little luck and cunning! All his previous successes were just with the help of ancient times.
The power of the evil thing has lost its power, and now he has nothing left!
As for Eilistraee? Or Mystra?
So what if she really has powerful power? When it comes to her qualifications as a god, she, Bellena, is no less qualified, so why is there any need to be bound by this same incompetent guy in everything?
"You can take a child," Eilistraee said.
The tips of her golden hair trembled slightly, and silently, the swallowing mist began to flow - this flow was so slow that it was almost undetectable, but it definitely surrounded the incarnation of Bellena.
It was not impossible for her to understand the behavior of her companion. In fact, her experience was similar to it, even more miserable. Bellena just came in an incarnation and experienced that terrible feeling, but she
He was forced to use divine power to create a body - the difference may seem small, but to God it is completely different.
However, no matter what, you should not be fooled by emotions when facing that person. Otherwise, even a small negligence will lead to failure!
She raised her head, and in her clear eyes, she reflected the figure holding a ball of flame in his hand. She seemed to feel some discomfort in the plane - the god's side seemed to have a sufficient advantage, but that person's performance made her always
I felt vaguely uneasy, as if I had missed something.
"Which one should I take? If we can rotate..."
"Maybe, but you need to use younger children to rotate. Anyway, you have many choices, don't you?"
She heard her companion say this proudly, but the sudden huge light in front of her made her horrified!
The protection of the two hostages is almost perfect, but Edward's body is quite 'simple'. There is not much magical aura, only a layer of purple-black rich luster, which belongs to a soul confinement technique - with Edward's current strength, he wants to
Reshaping a body is really a very simple matter, so destroying the body cannot be used as a bargaining chip.
But there are some spells that can affect the soul through the body. Since there are already enough hostages, they will naturally not let go of this opportunity to effectively weaken their opponents. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better updated.