"He is an evil existence like you who cannot imagine. You can think that he is a consciousness, but not a consciousness of a living being, but a consciousness far beyond a god, a world. He is a dead person.
One of the multiverse, or the aggregate product of all consciousness in several levels, the undead of a plane! Such a monster can truly bring to a plane only destruction! Even the gods do not have the ability to destroy
It could only seal it simply and barely stop him, but you thought that with your insignificant human soul, you could control such an existence?"
"Or it can, or it cannot, but the infinite score is still infinite. The strength of consciousness can really be obtained through fusion? Or, do you don't know what mastering infinite, instant eternity?"
Edward's body was swimming in the air, and the fluctuations of consciousness did not stop. In just a few simple conversations, he had already circled around the stone statue. I don't know how many circles there were. The chain blade in his hand waved and scraped the rock out.
How many traces have been made.
In fact, he doesn't like to say these truths, because it is actually meaningless at all - in a person's heart, there are always some ideas that cannot be easily reversed, at least not reversed by words. Only the fierce blow of fate,
Only then can you change that stubbornness...
So no matter which world it is, for tens of millions of years, any victory must be laid on force and on the basis of absolute power changes. Edward will not be able to naively rely on the point in his head.
The half-interpretation of the truth can directly influence a god and make him give up his dispute with him. That is something that can only be found in myths and legends. In the final analysis, it is just the things that strong people make up to whitewash their own things in order to achieve their own goals.
Just like a miracle. You can believe its existence, but if you think you can trigger a miracle, then you will be a real miracle without losing to death for a minute.
However, since someone is willing to tell him about Panduorion, why should he refuse?
"Believe in your judgment too much is nothing more than foolish arrogance..."
"So, why do you think that giving yourself is absolutely correct? Isn't this the same thing? Why, because you are a god, your words can be used as absolute evidence? But you and I should all know. In this universe
There is no real absoluteness. So, isn’t the arrogance of the gods no longer arrogant?”
"Quickly. Foolish human, your soul is being assimilated by that ancient evil thing..."
"Refutation requires refuting arguments on demand, and you create this method of capturing. It doesn't seem to be an effective way."
The confrontation of thoughts and the battle of power continued like this. Obviously, neither side wanted to resolve the battle as soon as possible. They were just tempted, trying to explore the abilities that each other had, but also hiding their strongest abilities...
However, when time quietly slipped by dozens of seconds, Edward suddenly felt something special...
Ransendall's attack was still the same. It seemed that there was no urgent feeling at all.
Or, compared to mortals, a god always has almost infinite patience, but he still has to bear the consumption of his divine power by the main material plane. No matter what aspect he considers, it is a disadvantage. The longer the time,
The more it consumes! But if he wants to solve the battle quickly, why not increase his strength? And if he intends to give up... then is he trying to consume Edward's divine power as much as possible?
It makes no sense. Doesn't it know that Edward will at most pass the hourglass scale, which will completely exhaust its power?
So, is there something else to do?
The huge fist swung horizontally, turning into a gray shadow with the terrifying sound of the wind! In the middle of the fist, it suddenly became bigger! The stone's arm was flattened and scattered, waving it like a network puppet !But Edward, who was almost trapped in it, just smiled coldly, his body arched slightly, and he had already broken open a vein on the Internet, so the huge arm suddenly exploded again!
Did you stretch out your hand? The chain blade actually wrapped the statue around the waist! As long as you pull it back hard, the statue around the waist will be cut off!
But Edward's hand did not retract.
He raised his gaze and faced the golden halo...
The exploded halo outlines the trajectory of light in the air, light golden, slender and dim. It bursts out from the void without the blazing, bright or cold form that light should have, but it is a bit Similar to the bound mist... with a little warmth, it erratic covers a range.
Then, a bright golden color burst out from it and transformed into a human-like shadow.
The long golden hair slowly fluttered like rising flames, and the two pairs of proudly wings and a pair of golden light wings behind her showed her nobleness that she could overlook all living beings...
Edward was stunned for a moment.
Fighting is for observation and procrastination, and is the purpose of creating this situation?
It should be said that, as expected.
The royal power has a devouring effect on divine power, and divine power will also cause huge consumption on the main material plane... Therefore, it is unwise to continue to increase divine power. And the more wise way to fight is naturally to find a power that can ignore the royal power. Opponent. For such a high-ranking existence as a god, calling subordinates is indeed the best choice.
But for Edward, most of the helpers of the Lord of Dawn were meaningless. Pan Duorion's evil talisman blocked the transmission of the main material plane. Mortals with insufficient power could not help, even those astral apostles, Can't come either.
So, besides Ariele, what more suitable candidates are there?
Everything should actually be expected, but in fact, such development even seemed to be smooth... In previous thinking, Edward even thought about the tactics corresponding to certain situations - than talking about the Lord of Morning I am very bored and want to play hostage tactics, how should I deal with it?
But at this moment, it seemed that all tactics, strategies, or other thoughts were excluded from thinking. Edward stared at the face that was slightly emitting golden halo, and the golden that had no trace of emotion fluctuations at all. As he looked at each other, some blur flashed in his eyes.
She was right in front, dozens of feet away, very close. She could see everything about that face clearly.
Without a helmet, the sharp chin and slender face perfectly blend into the woman's softness. The long golden hair draped like silk, shining with gilded light. The slightly curved slender and dense eyelashes are combined. The same deep and slender nose bridge is constructed with a wonderful and delicate face... Only on the cheeks, the transparent pale whiteness, no longer has a slight slight redness, replaced by the The armor on the body was like a faint golden luster.
Just such a slight change has changed everything.
That is no longer the face that was once firm, once cold, able to be ashamed, able to be ashamed, able to be shy, able to laugh, sad, persistent and determined. But because of this, it is a beautiful face, but two people, two completely different people--if
In the past, she was like an ice lake on the peak, and under the cold and crystal clearness, she still covered the inner world as warm as water. At this moment, she was completely a ball of light, possessing power, commanding the strange.
The leader of the angel of the world, under the scorching and hot light, can stagnate everything and block everything.
Ariele stood there quietly, staring at him with golden eyes. And she seemed to have disappeared and no longer in this world.
Or, this feeling will be stronger every time you meet...but this time, it's different.
It's really different.
"bite!"
The light in the space lit up, as if a lightning flashed by, the divine energy shackles that bound the stone statue broke in the sound at the same time! And the lightning flashed through the space and regained it into the one holding the cross sword.
The girl, the source of the lightning is the sharpness of the Cross Sword. The sword fingers flat, and the holy flame flows brilliantly like melting gold, and a long phantom flows overflows in the space.
"My Majesty, I have completed part of the task you assigned me." His eyes flowed, and he stopped slightly on Edward's figure. There seemed to be some emotional change in Ariele's golden pupils, but in
Before the emotion was leaked, she turned to Ransendall's statue and bowed deeply: "Please receive this evil wreck."
The sound was still as clear as before, as pleasant as the sound of the bell.
Taking a deep breath, the psychic warlock felt that his fingertips seemed to be a little numb, and the sound of his heart thrusting was clearly audible, as if it was faster than when he was fighting against the statue of the dawn god just now.
But this thing... will happen sooner or later. Although I already knew it in my heart and had already confirmed that sooner or later, I would face this scene... but until now, Edward seems to feel something desperate,
It is rising from the bottom of my heart.
Is it too early to give up? How can you determine your failure?
Just as despair spreads out like darkness, there seems to be a voice saying this in my mind.
So, Edward's pupils expanded and contracted. Finally, he gently pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing the habitual, distorted smile.
Need to pursue that answer? Or, what should I say?
Say 'This is just right. Save the time I look for' or say: 'It will end today'? Or: "How did you show up here..." or wait?
It's meaningless. There is an opportunity to end everything, right? Since all the conditions have been met, why should I care about those inadequate and unnecessary conditions? Fighting directly is only the strength.
It is the only condition to ensure the correctness of one's behavior, isn't it?
The decision in his heart appeared, so Edward stood quietly, watching the Serathian God ended the brief conversation with the gods, turned his gaze again and looked at himself quietly - there was no emotion in those golden eyes, just calm.
But behind her, the three pairs of light wings, two real and one virtual, have been opened all of them! The heavy pressure surged towards the surroundings and towards the humans in front of her!
Edward just squinted his eyes.
How long has it been since the last separation?
The question flashed in his mind, but he didn't get an answer... Because someone had given up on calculations soon, not only because the calculation was too exhausted, but also because the opponent's power - he could no longer allow him to make his precious
The reaction time is used as a reflection on trivial matters.
Ariele's power may have been completely restored.
Not only can you cut off the chains of divine power with one blow—the surrounding space is not only affected by Pan Duorion’s evil talisman, but also the blockade of the space barrier set up by Edward, which was originally intended to prevent the power of the morning light.
It was set up by escaping, but in this state, she still stepped through the void and arrived in an instant. Does this mean that her power is comparable to Edward today?
At least, it is stronger than the statue in front of you...
The standoff is over.
Just as Edward's thoughts gathered, a golden light had already shone on his vision like lightning! The violent flash passed through dozens of feet of space, and in the darkness, everything in the space was shrouded like a branch.
In the energy belt, people can't tell its extension trajectory at all!
It is a sacred chain lightning, where abundant positive energy is mixed in electrical energy. Such lightning only touches the opponent. It causes not only the paralysis of electrical energy, but the burning of positive energy.
...But what is important is the method of using it that is almost sneak attack.
Some physical rules, even in the magic world, are still the core of the rules, so whether it is divine power or magic energy, lightning is lightning. The nature will never change due to changes in the source of energy. The limit of physics theory
The speed is its most valuable place, not to mention, by intention, between these hundred feet of distance.
This way is to win.
But seeking victory is not the way Ariele likes. As a Seraph, a kind creature, she is used to following the path of justice and will not attack. She will not make deception. Everything is in the most open way.
Come to end,
But at this moment...
The humans still looked up, and their silver pupils were like metal, reflecting the bursting lightning.
But before the lightning extended to his body, a mirror-like wall appeared around his body. So the magic lightning flashed through the wall of light disappeared one after another. No, it should be called a reversal - the terrifying blue and gold intersect
The energy luster of the bowl flew back like a waterfall! The area covered was twice as wide as before. The luster of the original bowl was now almost as dazzling as the wellhead!
However, the owner who sent it out had reached out another hand at some point...
A subtle golden red lightning circled in the air, retracting all the lightnings back into it. No, to be precise, it was a change. In an instant, the terrible lightning appeared in another direction.
——From the sky like a real thunder, he rushed down and enveloped the man in black again.
The rumbling sound seemed to make the entire temple tremble... Several huge stones more than one person tall smashed out rumbling one after another from the ceil, carrying gravel falling like raindrops. For a moment, this originally glorious
The solemn temple has already been filled with smoke and dust, completely falling to the edge of collapse! When the smoke and dust spread, the air was filled with the burning odor of electrolysis and burning, and the residual lightning energy crackled in the air... but indirectly caused this
But no one showed joy.
She stayed in the air, with her wings and light wings behind her. But her body was completely motionless, and the figure of the black robe stepping out of the space was reflected in her golden eyes.
The black burqa sleeves stretched out, and he opened one of his palms from it, and his slender and white fingers were buckled and held it as if he was holding something, but the blue veins on the back of the pale hand were exposed, as if he was extremely hard to control.
!And as his fingers moved slightly, a low friction sound kept ringing in the space around Ariele, and some ripples were rippling as if they were hit by something!
The space is constantly distorted.
That is the power of the God-Prince in Space - although it is only a range of about one person, the rules that have already involved the basic rules of this world, and only the power of God can do so. Ariele's six wings are constantly slight.
The bounced, and each time it burst out with a larger flame, but Edward's palm was buckled,
The golden light made a slight sound, as if it was wearing cream, easily penetrated his divine shield!
Edward, who was shocked, twisted his body, and brought out a series of phantoms in the air, barely avoiding the golden light belt! But the light belt suddenly broke into countless fold lines in the air, and every turn
, it will pierce a phantom! The hissing wind sounded endlessly. After three breaths, the series of phantoms finally closed!
With a loud bang, the surrounding air rolled up a violent whirlwind, stirring the rock's gray powder for a day!
A group of believers who remained in the battlefield finally escaped from the strange scene at this time. Several guys with good abilities immediately looked nervous. Of course, they understood that the phantom and the broken line just now were not illusions.
, it is just the trajectory of the battle between these two enemies, but because it is too fast, ordinary people's eyes cannot change like this.
I don’t know how many times the movement of swaying the sword was carried out, but it actually emptied part of the air in the space, causing the huge storm. In the moment just now, the two people had collided with each other for at least a hundred times!