Chapter 522 The power of gods, the power of artifacts
"A stupid but somewhat powerful guy, making such an existence a dead is also a good entertainment."
The woman raised her head and showed a strange smile that was bewildering all living beings, but Edward couldn't help but lower his head slightly and did not intersect with him.
In those eyes, the pupils were constructed with a cold darkness, as if there was no more emotion, and only with the arrogance of looking down at all. Just looking at it, it was like an eternal ice on the top of a snow-capped mountain.
Indifference spreads along the vision, eroding towards the soul in identification!
Edward took a deep breath, and countless pictures in his mind turned around. So countless memories flew across his heart, and it was like this that three folds, and finally let the coldness retreat from his heart...
Turning his eyes, he glanced around... This is the altar of the first family, a huge circular hall, the area is the kind of mages that they like most, with a wide and amazing scale, and the high zenith hidden in it
In the darkness, countless blood-like lines coiled around the ground in seemingly messy and unusually regular shapes, countless structures of different shapes, large and small, unknown figures interspersed among them, forming a picture
Mysterious, weird and extremely grand graphics .
It was a spider, but it has been changed now.
On the smooth floor, deep marks were deeply engraved to outline a simple palm shape between the chest and abdomen of the spider pattern, as if it had strangled the waist and neck of the huge reptile.
The eight exquisitely carved braziers made up of several stone spiders, the flames that have been ignited all year round have been extinguished, only a trace of embers emitted a faint red light, and the warm and soft light only illuminated the surroundings of the altar.
The space seems dry and comfortable. But beyond that, there is a deep secluded that ordinary people cannot reach.
Under the shadow of the hood, Edward's brows frowned tightly.
The metallic flame condensed in his eyes, and no matter what kind of darkness it was, it was just a color for him. But what reflected his pupils at this moment was an unimaginable scene.
At the end of the field of vision, the magnificent hall has disappeared... Only a three-dimensional network woven by countless transparent silk threads is left. Magic energy of various types is constantly surging. They circle and wrap around, densely, condense into one and another
A small rune. These runes are arranged according to certain rules, forming hundreds of barriers and disappearing into the void.
The space twisted, and under the influence of unknown power, it became like a sticky liquid. A star blue glow and a firefly like debris gushed from the real scenes with turbulent textures. Pull it out.
The larger, more dazzling curved surface reflects bloody marks
A vast expanse of space, coldness and darkness... In a trance, you can see countless black shadows in the silence. Only Edward can barely distinguish the rolling outlines from it, which are countless human forms that are vague.
The halo. It was just reflected by the glimmer of green light. Their broken clothes, twisted limbs and hideous expressions were enough to make all the existences watching them feel a biting chill!
One hundred and thirteenth floors of the abyss, the world of frost and negative energy, the wilderness of death, Sanatos.
This is a miracle created by the overlap of space and gods.
Although the direct conversion and connection of space in this magical world is no longer incredible, according to some scholars, the main material plane has the most unique properties of affinity and repulsion power in the multiverse. Even ordinary souls cannot live here for a long time. This incompatible relationship also makes it isolated from most planes, with only two planes of the astral realm and the ether surrounding it, and any other form of space transfer is actually They all use these two interfaces as a redirection instead of directly breaking through the shackles of the plane like this.
Is this the power of a god?
Only the ruler is above everything and dominates the rules. If explained by the theory that Edward knows, they may be higher-dimensional existences... and in this field, common sense does not exist. Everything can happen.
"That despicable, stupid, cowardly and ridiculous guy actually sent you a human being to die? Ha!"
The voice of the god incarnation broke the imagination and pulled the mind and eyes of the psychic warlock back to her: "It is not her elect, and it has nothing to do with it...what exactly she promised to you to drive you here?"
In fact, she did not speak at this time. She just intersected Edward's sight and sent the sound into the human brain unstoppable. When the sound fell, it brought countless buzzing air and trembling slightly. It was slightly but filled every corner. The atmosphere flowing through the surroundings slightly distorted the light and shadow, tearing everything up, making people feel a slight pain in their skin, as if it was dissolved.
"It's so ridiculous, Spider Queen Rose? Bah! The ruler of the dark area? Bah! The goddess of conspiracy? Bah! It's just a joke! And you are even more of a joke! You think you're selling your life for her ?She will cherish your loyalty? Who gave you the courage to face a God? Greed! Greed! But that is worthless! I will give you a last piece of advice, the last time... Get out of my sight and go back Seeing that dirty and vulgar bitch, she told her that she had lost this time! And in the near future, I will hold everything in her hands, and at that time, she will understand that all this is nothing yes……"
"A vicious curse will not make you stronger, His Majesty Ziawin Sari."
Edward frowned and interrupted the other party's crazy and disorderly chatter: "In fact, I have no interest in being an enemy of you. My coming here does not mean Rose or anyone else, but only Describe your own request.”
"Ask?"
The rude expression of human beings made the corners of Ms. Death's mouth bent a curve, and then gradually expanded, making it so beautiful that it was inverted by all living beings: "Let's say it."
"I want the Drow Elves who are the elected Rose. She wants her complete soul and complete body. In that case, I will leave here and stop interfering in your actions." Edward said.
The answer he got was a cold wind
The cold and wet wind whirls around, with a subtle scream that makes the heart chill, stimulating the eardrums back and forth. But if you listen with your ears, you will be unable to hear anything. The sound is like a murmur. It disappeared without a trace. The only little tremolo was also hidden in another sound.
But that really exists. Layers of magical protection flashed around Edward's body, but it shattered into spark-like light at the next moment! Soaked layer by layer, just this breath will turn all the magic
All the protection was broken! The last touch of the psychic warlock blew across the cheek, causing him to even chill involuntarily, feeling that the cold wind was blown through the cold wind.
Behind him, the two women all let out a muffled groan, and their bodies were instantly covered by ice crystals, from snow-white to blue colors, covering half of their bodies!
That's impossible.
A kind of enlightenment is instilled into human thinking along with the cold wind.
This is a war between gods.
Like humans, it comes from interests. But unlike humans' shallow and diverse desires, God competes for only divine power.
It's just a process of competition, but it's not that simple.
The power of the gods allows them to establish their own absolutely eternal kingdom. There, they have great advantages... Therefore, unless the divine power gap with the target of the attack is too huge, it is difficult to defeat in their own kingdom.
When the power is not much different, one god wants to defeat another god. Only by using various means can the opponent's divine power be weakened little by little, thereby achieving the effect of weakening the opponent's country, can the goal be completely achieved.
Because of this, any war between gods will often last for a long time and will be planned for a hundred years, while some famous wars between gods will even last for thousands of years.
But as the representatives of the gods, the elect carry divine power. In essence, they are also a special clergy, but unlike ordinary priests and pastors, they have obtained the ability to directly obtain divine power. Generally speaking,
It is very powerful, far beyond ordinary people. But because of this, as long as one voter is captured, another god can also extract this power that belongs to God...
But generally speaking, there is no such good opportunity to capture a voter.
"But that's what...you will never give up on this opportunity?"
After adjusting his breathing, Edward stepped forward: "It's a pity that I have my reasons, so I can't retreat. I can only do my best."
"You are challenging a god! Challenging immortal death! Stupid human, humble reptile, what do you think you are?" The incarnation of the god raised his gaze, as if he was surprised by the human decision, but the next moment
The sound she made became louder and louder!
Everyone's eyes were a little dull at the same time... The terrible sound seemed to have swept through the brain, making the ear drum resonate. Even a few seconds later, it made people feel that there was a buzzing sound in their minds for a long time.
It took a long time to gradually recover from hearing.
"I am Edward Vincent." The human being once again confronted the gods and responded in a low voice.
"Arrogant thing!" Chiawen Sari's incarnation finally straightened her body. Her beautiful face twitched, and she raised a hand. A thin black thread flashed in the air at the front of the slender fingertips.
It was a black band of light... no, it was a column of light!... And this huge column of light has its powerful destructive power. When it passes through the space, it seems that the time it flows is stagnant!
The dull thunder shook the earth, and when everything passed after a few breaths... the giant hall gradually became wider, because the black luster passed by, the hard and smooth rocks, fiddled with a wonderful
The color... the gray-black color spreads outwards, and then the powder of the rock floats out of fine white ash, which is blown by the cold storm that swept through instantly rises, rolling up violent sand and dust in the air!
It's not destruction, it's death.
But death is just an attachment to time.
A silver light flashed, Edward's figure emerged from the void, and the gaze of the mind's forehead swept through the hole that had expanded nearly a hundred feet behind him. He couldn't help but sigh slightly. This was the power of the gods... If it weren't for the time jumping, he let him go
Without this change, I am afraid I will not have any ability to face such great power head-on.
But this power is so great that it is bound to be not an easy thing to use it.
The psychic warlock raised his head and stared at the god's incarnation face. A flash of astonishment.
Then there is rage!
"Arrogant humans... don't think that stealing the power of a little foolish thing can be rude to me!"
The voice contained great power, and the light of the entire battlefield flickered with her words. Under the turmoil and oppression of this power, the space was filled with thick fog that seemed to be always dark and cold, filled with it.
Excitement, disappointment, anger, and all kinds of emotions, pungent blood make up all the colors, and it is like coming from nine days, the hazy sound sounds in this ever-changing world. Dry, hoarse, but it is the most suitable
tone of voice.
"Death is eternal!"
Sorry, today I'm a slap, please wait for me for a while, or watch it tomorrow, please give it a headshot
She is now using this divine power to resist the erosion of Chiawen Sari. However, the divine power obtained by the voters is shallow after all, and after a while, she will be squeezed completely by that power!
The faint and invisible flame around Edward suddenly lit up. And it continued to increase. In a blink of an eye, he was wrapped in a deep layer of night, with countless lines of power floating around him, quietly
.Slight flashing.
The magic net around it undergoes drastic changes.
This change is difficult to describe in words. It is like a sailboat suddenly breaking from the calm sea into the seas sweeping by tsunamis and storms, everything around it begins to follow different laws. Every magician can feel this
They may start to tremble or ponder. Because the power that is everywhere around them has become strange, they will instinctively realize that the spells they call will produce some strange changes...
This perception is even more intense for the gods.
If a metaphor is made in a conventional way,
There is still a lot of air around, but the oxygen in these air cannot be used freely by him. If a person lacks oxygen, it will be difficult to breathe and lacks the power to move. The shielding of magic network connections will also make Edward lack the power to fight.
strength.
Wherever you step on, the sticky spider webs seemed to be burned by flames and immediately dehydrated and dried up. (To be continued...)