As my thoughts trembled slightly, a clear thought suddenly rose from it.
If part of what the Seraphite said was true... No, this should be inevitable, even if she had really betrayed the gods and wanted to make a conspiracy, she wanted to build a so detailed that the gods could not see through it.
The lies were too difficult, not to mention that in the words she just said, God had already judged most of them.
Yes... She may be controlled by this ancient evil thing, and it may be for other reasons, but no matter what, this can completely explain the person in front of her and the root of the power of this existence!
The goddess bit her teeth and slowly raised her sword. Her blood-red luster condensed around her body, slowly compressing to the thinnest point of the blade, her eyes, the blade, and the human in the black robe
The heart position was connected into a line. However, when the lines were continuous, a little hesitation suddenly passed through the Red Knight's consciousness - if it was really an ancient evil thing, then can such a sword really cause him a heavy injury
?
As soon as his thoughts emerged, the Red Knight couldn't help but tremble.
The darkness in his eyes suddenly expanded! The black soft velvet cloth became blurred in an instant, becoming an unimaginable thing. The glue is as viscous as the lead block, as heavy as the magma, as strong as the magma, and as unimaginable as the unimaginable
The pressure! It occupied her entire vision!
It was a vast, broad, and extremely decisive majesty, murderous intent, and slowly penetrated into her divine body like ice water and mercury!
The Red Knight's spirit was trembling. She wanted to attack immediately. She also wanted to turn around and escape, but at this moment... a special feeling was stirring up her spirit. It seemed to have disconnected her control over divine power and made her understand.
As long as there is a slight reckless move, the ending will be eliminated and destroyed!
So she could only stand beside the human, unable to move for a moment!
Is it fear? It is fear.
Can God feel fear?
It seems that he is unaware of the changes in the goddess of strategy, and the center of the battlefield is still there
"Even if the powerless struggle lasts for a long time, you will still only be the loser."
The God of Dawn said lightly, but his figure turned into countless virtual images floating on several portals around him. The energy was cultivated into a erratic belt of light, and even if it was observed with the perspective of divine power, it was impossible to distinguish it.
That is really a illusion: "Actually, you have done a good job so far, at least it aroused some of my curiosity. For example, you can see how much your control over the divine principles of space can reach.
How many portals can be maintained at the same time?”
In one sentence, many beams of light composed purely of violent energy separated from countless illusory shadows and traverse in space! The lights are incandescent and dazzling. They are like swords, but they are thousands of miles away! On the ground
In an instant, several walls of flames had risen!
There is not much vegetation on the wasteland, so the fire wall almost fainted in an instant, but under the burned vegetation, the rocks have been dissolved into bright red magma! The traces of slowly spreading and flowing are like the blood stained by the earth.
The wound, but the light kept passing through one by one! It shot out in chaos in all directions! So after just a few breaths, the ground had become a dark red and charred world, and it seemed that it had almost interfaced with the lower level, hell
It's different from the ground in the abyss!
Denell's body had already stopped in the air.
Passing through the crisscrossing light, his body was unharmed. Just observe carefully and you can find that the figure of this literary god is uncertain, as if the light around him is constantly flashing. Only for space is more
Only by a deep understanding of existence can one understand that he is already in the middle of the main material plane and several planes, constantly jumping, and his entire existence is almost equal to nothingness!
Only in this way can Lansendall have to wait in front of the portal, the only place that needs a stable space - rashly approach the constantly leaping space, even the structure of divine power will be broken and dispersed to the
Don't know where!
However, Dinell's stiff face was already shocked. Now, he could not move or speak, but could only look at the two incomprehensible existences and listen to their voices.
"The victors receive honor, the opportunity to implement their will and make others submit, while the losers lose everything, from the flesh to the soul, nothing... so justice, proposition, and ideal are nothing.
Power can only follow the rules, and only when the power is enough can you transform and even create."
The psychic warlock said slowly, "So, there is nothing wrong with your approach. The winner is the king. This is the rule of the world."
It sounds like he is agreeing with the other party, but the Lord of Dawn can understand what he really means.
The winner is the king.
But who is the winner?
The words were still shaking in the air. Edward had stretched out his left hand, gathered his five fingers and pinched it gently!
With a sneer, with a strange and sour friction, Dinail's body shook, and one leg had been pulled off by an invisible but extremely powerful force, and flew out in the other direction! Blood
Of course, scenes like splashing... would not appear. Dinail just subconsciously turned his gaze and watched his broken legs cross his vision. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a small black dot!
But Lansendall's expression suddenly became soaring!
Whether the opponent is cruel or not has no relationship. In essence, the divine clone is just a mass of energy controlled by the spirit. Even if it is broken down into fine fog, it will not affect the essence. According to legend, many gods will occasionally transform.
This is a more divine power-saving way to use birds or small creatures, bringing warnings or revelations to mortals.
But because of this, any ball of energy can carry the consciousness of the gods. As long as there is such a part of the divine power with memory, the original body of the Temple of Knowledge, the changes of Ransendall, and his plans
Naturally it was exposed!
So. How should he stop it?
"A meaningless struggle."
When the comment ended, the result was already revealed. A stream of light broke out from the light belt. The blurred figure flashed and caught up with the dark shadow, holding it firmly! The clone of the clone of the Lord of the Morning Light sneered slightly
, Denell's remaining limbs had turned into a silver light, and were swallowed by Him!
"Of course I know that it is not feasible to compete with you in speed." said the psychic priest.
The dawn is light.
Therefore, the clone of the God of Dawn can have the characteristics of light, and its biggest advantage is its speed. The fastest speed in this multiverse. It takes only one second to have 300,000 kilometers...
"But, you are so fast, but you haven't caught your prey yet. I can only think that you need a certain reaction to inspire the divine principles and control the divine principles so that you don't get too far. Sometimes the power is too strong.
Being strong is not necessarily a good thing, right? Or control is also the most important part of power.”
Ransendall did not answer.
And the psychic warlock is not waiting for His answer.
"Oh, of course, you have been a god for a long time and are not familiar with your own power. This ridiculous mistake must not happen..."
He continued to say in that slow voice, and looked around at the same time - the rising flames pushed the smoke upwards, everything around him was shrouded in the choking blue smoke, and the magma could be felt in the air.
A little bit of heat... Obviously, the Lord of Morning is the Lord of Morning. The power he possesses is definitely not comparable to the Red Knight, or a weak god like Dinel, even if he is just a trivial divine clone, this
The power is enough to destroy a country and a city!
Even Edward used the shield of divine power, it was not necessarily foolproof.
But so what?
"Then, the problem is very simple. Your power grows so fast that you lose control again... Also, since speed is your strength, you could have sent more clones to appear here."
The psychic warlock withdrew his gaze and landed on the blurred "God of Dawn", talking: "You don't know I will appear. So, what's holding you?"
Yes, the Palace of Nature has not been completely suppressed. Even though it has been cut off from the outside world, the gods are still resisting.
Therefore, the main will of the God of Dawn had to stay there. Even the current clone was sent only for the purpose of collecting power. So even if the power could be sustained several times
The hourglass scale cannot achieve complete victory in the hands of that human being - it is only possible to gain a temporary advantage if you try your best.
No, no, these are things that humans cannot know.
Looking into the distance, the silver eyes of the human being, the clone of the Lord of Dawn suddenly felt a little powerless - I couldn't help but have an illusion, as if the human being had enough vision to see everything, the world and the Lord of Dawn
, in those eyes, there is no secret to tell.
"Just let me praise you. For a human being, it is not easy to think of these things based on inference."
Ransendaldall.
He was still laughing, although this smile was no longer sunny and gentle, but cold as a knife. His figure no longer floated and moved, but became extremely clear and scattered around—ten equally tall figures
On the top, light suddenly appeared, shining everything in the space again into a bright light.
"So? Are you ready to give it a try in this form? Even if you may not be able to divide so much mind to control these clones?"
The psychic gaze swept across every perfect face like a sculpture, as if just chatting with him: "As long as these two witnesses are destroyed, you don't care about the win or loss for a moment; now you no longer hope to win here.
Me, right? And you have a chance, for example, I might not come in person, or you could accidentally snatch Ariele from threatening me? Or…”
The light is dim.
In this air hundreds of feet above the ground, the omnipresent wind suddenly stopped. The air became viscous and stagnant at this moment, like a large piece of gel, which swallowed all the subtle noises and plunged the surroundings into strange silence.
In the sky and the earth, it seemed that only the figures of light or darkness were left facing each other. As for everything else, it did not exist, but it had become insignificant and thinner than the air.
It was like the whole world. It was pulsating quietly.
roar!
A new sound suddenly broke out at this moment! It broke the tranquility and even launched a cloud-like wave of air in the stagnant air! And in this sound, a clone of the Lord of Dawn suddenly flew forward!
A bright trace was drawn in the air, and in the light, there was a gray shadow... In all the eyes of existence, the light belt extended for a full mile before finally stagnating, revealing two of them.
A strong werewolf, whose body was over nine feet tall, covered with gray hair. His forearms stretched like a gun, and his sharp claws pressed the chest and abdomen of a Lansendall clone from behind, placing him.
Lifting high, the five claws shining with silver light had already emerged from the front chest of the god clone! The clone's limbs were twisted, as if they were broken by the violent impact just now. In the hoarse roar, the werewolf had another one.
A giant claw swung immediately. Then with a bang, Lansendall's head was directly grabbed from his shoulders. The huge finger claws closed, and the handsome head had already exploded into a shocking silver thin
fog!
But the werewolf's movements did not stop, and his claws waved into a hazy ball of light and shadow. In an instant, the clone of the God of Dawn had already taken the footsteps of his head and scattered... but the divine power that should have been quickly combined...
, but did not close together to form Lansendall's appearance. Instead, he flew around and flew towards other clones.
This is because the spirit of guiding the clone is lacking as the core—
The situation that only gods can understand was shocked. But just as He had just condensed his spirit and tried to disperse his divine power and replenished the gap, the other two clones inexplicably disconnected - one
The clone's body bent and fell forward, but in the next moment it had been dispersed into more than twenty pieces!
At this time, Ransendall just captured the figure of the enemy!
It was a dark red jumping like a flame, outlining the beautiful curve of the woman, but in her hand, she was holding a huge sword blade that was as long as six feet long! Just as Lansendall's attention captured her
In an instant, she had already pierced the front chest of a god's clone with one sword! The crimson energy burst out like a storm, and immediately burst out on the dark sword edge. It raised it up and teared the god's chest, shaking most of his body
, and the mind are shattered inch by inch.
In just a moment, three clones disappeared!
For an existence with unrestricted space gods, reinforcements are everywhere. Those portals leading to the Hall of Knowledge can also be converted into other places in an instant, right?
The Lord of Dawn finally discovered that his actions had been limited by his thoughts from the beginning... Unlike him, the mankind had already planned everything, just waiting for His appearance! And all his thoughts were
Basically it falls into the other party's calculations.
No, was it under the guidance of the other party?
From gaining an advantage to the overwhelming disadvantage today, there were only a few dozen breaths apart. Even Lansendall himself had some doubts about how all this happened!
However, those thoughts are meaningless to the current situation of battle. The Lord of Dawn turned his eyes, and the figures that were walking out of the door of light were reflected in his golden eyes... More than a dozen orcs were breathing heavily, but their vulgar appearance could not be concealed.
The unusual reason in their eyes, the subtle silver light that flashed slightly at the ends of their hair, was a symbol of their strengthening by divine power. Although the amount of divine power was almost unremarkable in Ransendall's observation, it was not worth mentioning for Him
Now this clone with the same thin energy is already a huge threat!
Summon more power, or let the other party take away the two wastes?
Ransendall made the decision without hesitation.
The Palace of Nature has been blocked by him. Even if it cannot annihilate all the resistance forces for the time being, it will only take more time to lose... But if his secret is announced, the gods will immediately turn their strength to him, the most threatening one.
Although he is not afraid of this result, if he wants to get the world smoothly, he must follow some necessary steps!
Among the remaining high gods, he must absorb at least one more. Otherwise, once the other few unite and the gods outside the humans, how the situation of the war will change, they will completely enter a kind of
Unpredictable mode!
A pure white thin line flashed in the air.
No, it was a white light band...No, it was a column of light!
The huge pillar of light fell from the sky, carrying a powerful destructive force. When it crossed the sky, it covered half of the sky, as if the time of flowing was stagnant! Then, with a buzzing sound, everyone's eyes were a little
The terrible sound seemed to sweep through the brain, making the ear drum resonate. Even after a few seconds, it made people feel a buzzing sound in their minds for a long time, and it took a long time to gradually
Restore hearing.
Rumble!
The dull thunder came to people's hearing at this time, and at the same time it shook the earth, and when everything passed after a few breaths...
A larger and brighter flame has fallen from the sky. The flame is so rapid and intense that it instantly becomes a huge blue and white fireball, hungrily swallowing everything it touches. It rises and spreads for a few seconds and then becomes fiercely
It shrinks and turns into a high-density flame beam - the red clouds roll, the red snake dances wildly, and a circular storm with rolling flames rises...