Just like in a dream... the darkness is actually a cloud of mist, shrinking and expanding galaxies... The twinkling light spreads countless sparks in the stacked darkness, forming a rotating disk
It is like the one hanging in the sky in the clear night sky, the evil light is gone, and it is beyond reach. Just looking at it, it seems that you can see the deepest mysteries of the universe through this world.
However, this light does not give people a stunning excitement, but an unlucky depression, a kind of fear that seems to collapse in front of you, scattered and broken, rippling silently, pressing into everyone's heart, no matter he
Are you listening carefully?
"I found you," he said.
Only those who hear the question in the spirit can hear it. The hundreds of voices mixed with each other were laughing excitedly...
But Edward seemed to be completely unwilling to this: "So what if I find it?" He sneered softly.
But his thoughts kept on for a while.
Confront directly?
Too dangerous.
Edward was not afraid of a single god. The basis of God's power was divine power, a kind of energy. As long as we start from this aspect, God is not difficult to deal with, or at least not difficult to defend against, but Pan Duorion is not such an opponent...
…
boom!
A layer of subtle luster mixed into the silver dust in the astral world, which seemed inconspicuous, but the next moment, the space was twisted! A huge vortex of ten feet in diameter appeared out of thin air like silver powder
In the wind, energy outlines dozens of profound twisted ridges in the space. Then the next moment, it mixed into the flashing plane.
The twist of the huge space bounced back, and Edward, who was standing still below, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief-he could only barely tell that just now, an extremely strong mass of energy hit the shield of divine power, that was a flash
A mental impact similar to a missile. If the space protection had not been successfully launched, then the large section of mental power just now would have exploded in the center of the city. I wonder how much trouble it would cause!
The silent activation is a supernatural power.
Perhaps only ancient evil things can use psychic energy so squanderly. It creates such a terrible effect. Fortunately, the power of the space barrier is transferred rather than directly accepted and offset. If it were replaced by an ordinary magic barrier, it may have been
Was it directly shattered by the violent energy?
Pan Duorion's thoughts are just a small clump of his original spirit, similar to the sporadic discharges suspended by humans on the cerebral cortex... or superficial memory. However, the existence of this ancient evil thing has actually reached an amazing level.
Therefore, even if it is just a small mind, a collection of only a few thousand souls, still possess extraordinary power.
Devouring divine power, fearless magic. In those ancient memories, fighting with Pan Duorion's mind-slap is already the greatest challenge - the arcane named Lannister is known to Edward
The only one who won, but the abilities that ancient arcane masters possessed were not something that can be guessed today. What's worse is that Edward did not see the process of that battle.
Even though the conditions he relies on now seem to be not much different from that time - on the surface, although the Lannister mentor has the help of the floating city, Edward's side has another city, and the Catastrophe and Set Sun are even more
It was a killing weapon that was armed to the teeth - Edward still had no confidence.
The equipment of the Havoc Canny Sun is his own setting. Most of it is used to strengthen the offense, which is to supplement Edward's own lack of attack power. In terms of defense, most of it depends on the role of the God of Space. As for Burgundy
City... It can be said that this thing full of people but not many real warriors is simply a huge burden. Although as long as the arcane core can operate, its space defense array can ensure sufficient defense.
Power, but it is still unknown how much defense can play an enemy of Panduorion.
Pan Duorion's mind slag may have far less power than Edward saw in his dreams, but even if he can exert some of the power in his dreams, or even a dozen, it is already scary enough. After all, in reality
, Edward's ability to resist him cannot even be used at all!
"Get back slowly and concentrate everyone in the lobby on the third floor..."
Frowning, he ordered.
But this brief spiritual transmission was not even completed, and a blue light had suddenly shone! It occupied the entire field of vision!
An invisible shock wave is centered on him, erupting on the space barrier in front of him, spreading around, and the barrier is like a shallow water surface to stir up evil waves. Where the ring wave of shock waves reaches, the rocks on the lower half of the city wall have instantly deformed and distorted, soft
It was like roasted butter. The next moment, the fierce roar suddenly exploded!
"Energy rays, energy missiles, this guy is really good at learning..."
The distorted space sent out four people hundreds of feet away. Edward couldn't help but smile bitterly.
As long as the foundation is strong enough, many things are just a matter of creativity and can be imitated at will. Even if there are slight differences in details, the effect it can play is not discounted at all. This is the ultimate of the so-called copycat... and obviously
, Pan Duorion has such ability.
The low roar trembled with the star-like luster. Pan Duorion seemed to be sneering, but it was more like playing the horn of attack... With this sound, the huge shadow suddenly expanded in the distant sky.
, and death also flowed through it...
True death.
The little darkness seemed to have expanded into lines in the blink of an eye, and the lines stretched into plane in the blink of an eye of summer. It was like a line of waves, rolling forward, and the vigorous stretching made the thick black dilute a little, in the stars
The silver light of the world has turned into a mixed gray-white color - the kind of rotten gray that has lost its blood color. The pale white made of dry bones... =
"Dark is above, what is that... Woo..."
The half-elf couldn't help screaming, because the gray trend had already invaded the enhanced vision of the magical arts. It became clear-
Countless things on the body have been lost without armor, weapons, no clothing, skin, muscles, internal organs, rotten flesh, dry bones, rotten maggots, moldy, dirty, covered with mud and mucus, stiff
Corpse.
It is no longer a corpse. It can only be determined by the luster of the astral realm to tell that it is rotten flesh. Rather than rushing towards the city, the astral realm space is torn apart from all angles and leads to it.
There was a hole in a certain plane where the corpse was stored, so the piles of garbage were poured directly here...
But watching the gray wave, Edward suddenly murmured to himself. "It's strange..."
This self-talking voice was drowned in the roar... On the Catastrophe, the three main guns sprayed out a colorful mist at the same time. The star world distorted the usual concept of materials, making this supposedly rough scene extravagant
Full of beauty - the colorful fireballs spread rapidly with a large number of metal fragments, like a circle of flying flames and a storm of blades... The colorful luster is gathered and released. It burns and tears everything it can touch
.
After the explosion of smoke dissipated with the storm, you could see the area of destruction clearly at the edge of the undead group - but the undead twisted their bodies from their fearless minds and charged forward silently.
So the huge gap was poured into the ground again and the body was blurred...
The attack stimulates some kind of force, a surging negative energy.
So the tide of the dead made some changes in an instant, wriggling every part of the body condensed by negative energy, forming some larger shapes. The corpse with seven hands without legs, and six legs entangled into a ball.
The corpse, many corpses of the spine dancing, and the intestines tied up countless bows on the body... The heads filled with white juice and the gallbladders flowing with green water, they began to combine silently, squeezed into a huge mountain, but
He barely took the form of a human appearance, accelerated his speed, ran, rolled, and charged towards Burgundy.
“It’s so weird.”
The same question was repeated once, but this time the person who spoke was replaced by Katzejek. The gray-white shriveled eyes of the soul-eating lich swept across the grayness spreading around him, and the terrifying wave bursting from three directions was in him.
Only a small pupil-like shadow appeared in his eyes: "A simple undead, and it was not even controlled? What is it doing?"
"Hey, this is already very scary. He...that ancient things are about to drown us with those dead bones!"
Lisa muttered protestingly—she didn't even dare to raise her head at this moment, otherwise the blessing of the far-sighted magic would immediately make her see the nauseating things: "There are all around us, we have to open the teleport quickly."
The door rushed out, I don't want to be surrounded by these things, it's so disgusting... Edward?"
The half-elf raised her head, but happened to see the silent smile of the spiritual warlock.
"It's quite an interesting trick." He whispered: "Drought Sun, descend the hull, connect the main power array with the city core, and launch the main gun."
With his voice, four lights soared into the sky on the four corners of the foundation of the Mage Tower, connecting the trunks of the huge spacecraft and sinking it down. The front deck of the giant ship was lit by a series of friction sounds of armor.
A new angle was opened, and the two barriers of space touched each other, then merged, bursting out a large flashing luster in the astral realm.
But this change made Lisa and Dahni widen their eyes together - long tail flames gushed out from the back of the hull, so the whole city trembled for a moment and then moved forward!
That's right, go forward and charge in the direction of the surging tide of the undead!
"Edward, you..."
"Is the undead very disgusting?" Before the half-elf-screaming Miss, Edward had already reached out to touch the top of her head and asked softly. So the latter was stunned: "It's very disgusting, don't you want to rush in, right?
, That ancient evil thing...what are you thinking?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just think that the attack is too weak, so Pan Duorion is playing tricks with me. Of course I have to go and see what he is playing..."
"Ah?" The half-elf frowned tightly and glanced at the fire that had begun to spread in front of him. The overwhelming undead was indeed terrible, but it was limited to the seemingly endless undead
In front of the sea, or a human city will collapse directly. But for the current Burgundy, it is meaningless - the ship cannon of the Holocaust Sun roars, and every shell is blown away in the undead community.
A large gap, the golden red flames burned, and in an instant, the blackness was completely ignited!
Will Pan Duorion's slut do with such easy-to-cope things to deal with Edward? Why doesn't he rely on it?
Even the half-elves, who have never liked to think, seems to have thought of this problem.
In fact, if the above ancient evil things have to use their original body to directly impact the city's protection... Edward couldn't even think of how to crack that kind of attack. But in this situation, the ancient evil things seem to be just perfunctory.
Drive him away...so. If the enemy advances, I will retreat. If the enemy retreats, I will naturally advance.
Now Edward is no longer the holder of ancient evil things. Therefore, Pan Duorion's despair is different from those deities for Edward. Even if he wants to jump back to the main material plane, he will not see it.
You have to avoid Pan Duorion's pursuit. Now, since this guy is hiding it, there should be something that has attracted its attention more. It's better to seize the opportunity and see if it can give it
He caused some weakness.
At least I should take a look.
On the Catastrophe, the thirteen main turrets have begun to fire continuously. Fires flashed and expanded in the tide of the dead. The four hundred millimeter main cannon shells were filled with nitrocellulose explosives. Each shot was enough to destroy and burn.
All inside are just that countless corpses are no longer undead. They are just not distinguishing each other, thick as pure negative energy, so a shell weighing nearly half a ton can only be used to drive one on this wave.
The hole, black and gray ripples, was filled in a moment, and closed!
The outer edge of the city finally collided with the undead trend!
"Left rudder twelve degrees, rise, right rudder three..."
Edward closed his eyes and kept reading some numbers. He could feel that behind the tide of the dead, an invisible power was gathering here... Big and small, deep, but seemed to flash black,
It's right in the center of his consciousness.
That's a scumbag, and more than one
...
"More than one..." Katzejek's sigh rang out in his consciousness.
Obviously, the soul-devouring lich is somewhat difficult to accept as the result of the adventure of the psychic warlock. Even if there is only one, it is scary enough, not to mention that the hiding behind the undead like a tide is enough.
Three flashing energy points.
"Continue." Edward ordered simply: "The main gun door is open, the target is in the middle, and the maximum number is filled."
Continue attacking?
The attack will immediately attract a counterattack, and in the current situation...
The tentacles of death kept twisting on Katzejek's jaw. Deep in the shriveled pale eyes of the soul-eating lich, the orange-red gloss jumped around the city, and the ripples that kept rippling on the space barrier; then turned
Back, staring at the figure of the human being - if the magic circle wrapped around the life box was still working, the thinker might have pried open the head of the little monster who had lost his power and took a look inside
Has it been completely disrupted by the previous battle with God?
What exactly is he thinking?
Although most of the repairs have been made, the energy core of Burgundy is actually in a state of instability. No one can guarantee that there will be no tiny but fatal problems in the core magic circle after being ravaged by two divine powers.
The escaped fish that broke through artillery fire from all directions will soon face a severe test of this operation. Although it can be compensated by the core of the floating city on the Catastrophe Canyang, what should we do after that? With these things,
Can you compete with Pan Duorion's scumbag?
Three?
And now it seems that this guy is thinking about it.
What the hell is he thinking?
call!
The lightning and flames had already bloomed pale shadows at the end of the guide rail of the Holocaust Sun, but the teleportation luster was covered by a kind of black in an instant - the huge mass ammunition twisted all with one-third of the beam of light.
The light instantly cut open the way like a black blade!
In fact, it is completely incorrect to describe it as a cut.... Although the sky's light has been blocked by dark mist, there is still light on the battlefield, but when this darkness extends forward, it seems that all the light is
In twisted and thrown into it! In the city's space shield, the air rolled into a storm-like craze, and then drove everything, everything, and everything, and it poured into the front...
Thorn!
The extremely harsh and low noise suddenly grabbed everything on the battlefield!
The front end of the field of vision was split open, a huge mouth, like a trap, like the deepest vortex, pushing forward like a path connecting the end of the abyss, and the unconscious soul seemed to be able to feel it.
The horrors of them were struggling to charge forward, trying to keep themselves away from the center of the storm,
But this struggle in front of the gravity was as fragile as an ants climbing... The storm swept through sand, debris and countless corpses, like a long tongue stretched out from a huge black mouth. With just one breath, the dead spirits were turned away.
The second half of the body was pulled into the deep darkness and turned slightly, so the remaining part became a mess.
The light of the astral realm finally flashed and illuminated everything.
The huge city suddenly jumped out of the dark, undead tide like a clumsy whale! (To be continued...)