The endless white horizon of the snowfield spreads out in a distance, and the silver-green forests extend from the south to the northeast. The winding streams under the snow-covered hills in the distance were sealed with a thick layer of ice.
It is a vast piece of blue and white. Through a thin layer of mist, a sense of distance is created between different heights. It is like a light color, but magnificent and magnificent painting.
In this world, there may be only a handful of humans who can enjoy such beautiful scenery from this angle.
Unfortunately, for some people, the grand natural landscape is nothing more than a gorgeous decoration, and it is the only delicate and soft face.
Standing quietly on the bridge of the battleship, Yasali's figure seemed to become equally ethereal. The magical wall blocked the madness in the sky, and only a slight breeze blew on the tips of her hair, the female mage liked it.
The black robe has been lost in the battle with Orul. The noble hunting suit emphasizes lightweight and close-fitting. When Edward rebuilt, it tightened a little "unconsciously", so the simple style of the trousers and shirts will be
The beautiful curves of the female mage are outlined in a thrilling way.
That touch of ethereality seemed to not exist in this world.
The psychic warlock narrowed his eyes and did not want to look away for a moment, so he simply adapted to the other party's silence, wandering his eyes, and inadvertently recalling the soft, fragrant, smooth and delicate feelings.
Or is a context like salivating, which is more suitable to describe this time than a stunning one?
Unfortunately, most of the good times are destined to be very short, but after more than a dozen breaths, they are broken.
"What the hell is going on? The Angry God System is coming again?"
Stepping out of the door of the space, Ariele frowned and stared at the guy who pressed his forehead with an exaggerated expression, and then noticed the female mage who turned his gaze to her. "...Hello." She was stunned for a moment
.It seems that I found something about this person from Elena's memory. However, it is difficult to find any suitable topic to talk about.
"It seems that although you found her, it was not so smooth, right?"
I have confirmed the subtle surprise on my former friend's face and the lingering energy around me. Yasali's expression became more serious. After thinking for a moment, her eyes fell on Edward, forcing him to respond: "This
It is Lord Ariele, as you can see, a Serathian servant, for the time being... well. Our partner."
The psychic warlock looked helpless and cautious in his words and actions, and he especially clenched a few words. It was just that there was something in his heart that lamented... In fact, he really didn't want to see this situation in his heart, so that these two people could
After meeting like this, Yasalie can imagine psychologically being alienated from him. Not to mention wanting to relive the old dream, it may be a bit difficult to meet hard - destroying several demons' teleportation
Although Ariele's hostility towards Edward was greatly reduced, he had never relaxed his surveillance. Just like before, the psychic warlock had just been teleported out for less than five minutes, she chased him out and blamed him.
It's right.
But what can I do? In this situation, it is impossible to send Ashari to somewhere else. Although I don’t know why Olul started fighting, since I met, I was going to be
The weaknesses that the enemy has mastered are not allowed to protect properly without keeping them by their side.
Otherwise, put Ashari into the half-plane kingdom of God?
There are two beautiful girls around you, and they have had skin-friendly relationships, but they can only look at them. Not to mention eating, it is unlikely to just make a few jokes with each other, this taste is for
A man is simply the highest torture. However, this world seems to be full of absurd things, which make you hope in despair. When you accept it with joy, you find that it is actually
disappointment.
Forget it. In fact, this situation is pretty good. If it becomes a bloody drama plot in my memory, I have no idea what to do.
How much should the three palaces be? Half a foot of white silk and half an inch of heart?
The poem that I recalled for no reason made Edward feel as if a cold wind had passed through the magic wall of the warship. He quietly crawled into his robe. He quickly lowered his head, vomited two saliva, and recited it dozens of times in his heart to a prince.
Related Eight Character Mantras.
"From here straight to the north, there is only a piece of barren land, and the only thing that has some value is the Empire's Heavenly Tempest Tower. Is it your purpose?"
The female mage's question interrupted someone's lament, causing someone who was thinking about it to casually respond: "To improve this floating battleship, the things on hand are too bad... I don't want to tear down the east wall to repair the west wall.
, unless the wall of my house is not removed.
But immediately, he noticed some of the meanings of the female mage's words: "Do you know very well about the Tower of Heavenly Ting?"
"It's not really an understanding. As a great wizard tower, it always attracts the attention of all wizards, so I've been there a few times, and that guy Thomas seems to have a certain identity there, and now it seems,
It seems to be a very high-level identity."
"Is this true? You came to the north to settle the score with him, right? Could it be that he still has some secrets about you?"
"I don't know," the female mage shook her head: "Although no matter what method is used, no clue can be detected, but as long as this person still exists, I will feel that there is some danger that threatens me."
"Wouldn't you just tell me earlier?"
"Because you never asked me."
Yasalie glanced at someone with her beautiful eyes, as a fight back at the dissatisfaction in his words: "And in fact, this kind of thing is also very common... Even the mentor Albert is in the Tower of Heaven.
There was once a wizard from the Empire, and there were also guys who entered the wizard academy to study. This was a tacit secret between the two sides."
"…This old bastard."
This news made Edward stunned, but after thinking about it for a moment, he felt relieved. This kind of infernal Affairs was a normal development. Knowledge is power for the mage, mobilizing all his own means to obtain, and obstructing the enemy from obtaining it.
Knowledge naturally becomes the main theme of this contest, and mutual penetration is the most powerful means of this confrontation.
No wonder that the old guy told me the original position of the Tower of Heavenly Ting. If I had known this, I might have gone to discuss with the old guy... The Tower of Heavenly Ting has been passed down for hundreds of years.
The Grand Master Tower. There is a lot of stock in it, and Albert is absolutely impossible for him to be uninterested. As for the distribution issue...Edward is useless to come to some things, so there is still a lot of room for negotiation.
Hissing...
The subtle and sharp sound changed Edward's face. He waved a light wall to block more than a dozen purple lights, and then turned to the 'old bastard' who stepped out of any door: "Hey, mentor, why are you free? Could it be that
The transformation of the central magic array has come to an end?"
"Do you want to attack the Tower of Heaven again?"
The young man's flattering smile made the dwarf master shake his big head, and he had no interest in answering that those boring things were the river beach. For Ashari next to him, he just nodded slightly, and then glared at Edward.
Eyes: "It's not that simple! The protective array of the Tower of Heaven is at least half of that of the academy. Just a warship, you can't even open the seven protective arrays on the periphery. In addition, how do you deal with the outside of the Mage Tower?
The three hundred living fossil statues you guarded, not to mention the metal golems inside, and four dragon golems. And, even if these can be dealt with, how do you deal with Taros?"
The golem is indeed a bit troublesome, but if I complete the understanding of the magic array sequence, I think it is difficult to deal with it, right? "Edward said: "As for His Majesty Taros, who may have become a watchdog now,
It's not difficult to solve, if what Amborri said is true... he might be finished in a few days."
"What kind of dream are you having? Is Amborri's words reliable?"
"Yes, because if she was to lead me into the hub, she could put forward some conditions that would satisfy me. No matter what the conditions were, she could agree casually, and it could be said that it was very big, for example, giving me half of the spoils or gods.
Then, and so on.” The psychic warlock nodded: “However, she did not do that. Generally speaking, this can illustrate two problems.”
"It means she can't make the decision on this matter? So is her idea of betraying Taros?"
"There is another point, that is, behind her, the guy who can make the decision has extraordinary power. If Ambori wants to betray Taros, she cannot accomplish it with her own strength, even if it is
The power of these unlucky guys in the Angry God System is not enough to see. Their kingdom of gods is all near the kingdom of gods in Taros. They can't escape once the god battle begins."
"Then what?"
"We just need to weaken Taros. As for the method, well, we can add some weapons to the warship."
Continue northward until the end of the continent.
The snow on the plateau extends in all directions, endlessly, wherever you see, snow and ice form the whole world, even the sky is deep and shallow grayish white, the strong wind swept through the blizzard and flew between the sky and the earth, flowing silver and jade
The cold air rubbed against everything and made a giggle. Everything seemed to move slowly at a speed that ordinary people could hardly explore in depth. Everything lost its color and light and darkness, as if it had come to another plane isolated from the real world.
.Only when the dark colors outline the mountains intertwined in the extreme distance of the vision, the sight can be concentrated.
The storm flowed through the cracks of the ice for thousands of years, making a whimpering roar, scratching the black rocks under the ice, leaving unrecognizable subtle marks on their bodies, or insignificant, but millions of years later, this mark
It will eventually become a reason for collapse here.
The black extends to the inside of the mountain, and after only a few miles, it transforms from weathered mottledness into a grinding smoothness.
The reason for the smoothness is the energy of magic. They linger around the stones, making the hard granite smooth, and also split them from the surrounding mountains to form a dark creation—something like a tall tower.
,The columns hundreds of feet high are dotted with small window lattices. In the wind and snow, the black tower seems to be carved on a layer of relief on the mountain wall. However, if you observe carefully at close range, you will find that
This black tower body seems to be closely connected with everything around it, but in essence, it is thousands of feet away from any mountain wall!
And inside this black tower, the space seems to be bound by a stronger force, and on each floor, the space will be expanded hundreds or even thousands of times!
There is no decoration at all in the hall on the highest floor of the Black Tower. Only dozens of leaping flames were placed in agate stone basins. The flames cast the appearance of the magnificent hall that humans could not imagine, and it also came from every inch of ice.
A wonderful figure was etched on the same hard solid. Under the surface of the rock as smooth as a mirror, there seemed to be countless layers of guiding magic trajectories, and the energy of magic turned layer by layer. Finally, it gathered into a stream of thin streams,
Focused in the center, around a large black chair.
This chair is very large.
Compared with the smooth and simple workmanship, and the appearance without aesthetics and comfort, or only 'large' can become its only feature, exceeding twenty feet in height. The thickness of the handrail is more than five feet, especially
The towering backrest reached into the darkness that the lights above the hall could not reflect. It almost became the center of the hall, the only support.
And Taros's incarnation sat on this chair.
It was not the lightning structure, which was as powerful as the sky and earth. The god at this moment looked no different from humans. He lowered his head slightly, supported his jaw with one hand, and his thick hair covered his cheeks in a mess. The only one
His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking, and as if he was taking a nap.
In front of the throne, a brazier illuminated the figure in a red robe. Thomas respectfully knelt on the ground, speaking in a clear and cautious voice, as if he was reciting:
"According to your will, all the temple priests of the sect have set out separately, and are expected to gather completely at the pre-determined location tomorrow, and your sacrifice will start tomorrow morning and go south from the northernmost end of the continent.
Destroy 115 villages and thirty cities along the way, and eventually meet at the scheduled location. This process may last for a month..."
The subtle, malicious wind sounded across the huge hall, like the answer of the gods, and after an hourglass scale, the reading of the red robe's wizard was finally completed: "The first batch of destroyers have arrived at the destination,
They will start their actions after six hourglasses.”
The lingering sound echoed in the space, but was eventually swallowed into that silence.
The silence was so rich that after a moment, the red-robed mage could even hear his breathing, his heartbeat, and the repeated sound made him unable to help swallowing slightly, but it caused even more noisy
Some sounds made his posture even lower, and his forehead was almost pressed against the ground.
“Is the number of people enough?”
After a while, the body, which was like a stone statue, moved. He raised his head and glanced at the scroll in front of the man: "Do you have any questions?"
"This, your majesty... I just think that you have invested too much resources this time. The northern part of the empire is not full of population." The Hongpao Master's movement remained unchanged, and he just spoke loudly: "This kind of action will make the empire
All the forces of Beans noticed our existence at the first time, and, IMHO, your Majesty. They obviously would not allow your believers to carry out such sacrificial activities for you."
"Sacrifice? They think it's a sacrifice?"
The Lord of the Storm let out a series of cold laughter, but in an instant it turned into a thunderbolt: "Silly mortal!"
The power of God has never been those boring and cumbersome sacrifices, noisy and messy prayers, or the so-called piety of mortals, which can enhance divine power, will always be action, and for Taraus today, killing
and destruction, more killing and destruction, ultimate killing and destruction...
Destroy, destroy, humans, tear every existence, smash every body, all tangible things belong to nothingness, demons, angels, devils, humans, and all creatures will destroy each other with all their hearts! Pastor, warrior,
Master, ordinary people, every person, every creature, try your best to destroy it.
Only in this way can we enhance the power of Lord of Storm and King of Destruction, and eventually, he will become the only one in the multiverse!
Taros' incarnation let out a string of contemptuous sneer, his figure flashed slightly, and the air then swept into a shocking rumbling thunder, swallowing everything around him! As the gods' laughter became louder, countless tiny hurricanes were
The throne swept around, and the hard ground as hard as iron also trembled and cracked, and the fine traces looked like dust covered on the mirror.
"This is not a sacrifice, but a destruction. Remember it, this great destruction."
He stretched out his thin and powerful fingers, a thin flash of lightning, like a venom flashing: "So far, everything is nothing but a small episode, and you will soon find that when the destruction
The finale ends, everyone can only choose to indulge in it…”
"Sorry, my Majesty, we failed."
"We met that human," the goddess of the ocean looked at her chest properly, and her voice calmed down: "Then we escaped. To serve as a cover, Ouler lost some divine power."
"Well, is that?"
"He used something we couldn't understand, and there happened to be an exit for a teleportation array built by demons nearby. These fragments in the lower realm have caused a lot of trouble to us."