After listening to Garen's words, Yuna nodded seriously, saying that she would do her best to cooperate with Garen.
Immediately, Garen took a deep breath, and the river of time was sucked into his body and lungs along with his breathing, and was quickly transformed into the power of time he possessed. Garen dispersed all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his eyes gradually became focused and focused.
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The platinum dragon pupils reflect the illusory river of time.
Following Garen's thoughts, the power of time in his body began to move. The rings of black scales on his neck, chest, abdomen, and wrists glowed with a glimmer that was difficult for ordinary people to see. At the same time, like silk threads,
The power of time emitted from the inside out, and according to Garen's idea, it quickly submerged into the surrounding time river.
Yuna stared at Garen without blinking.
She is not a time dragon, she is not favored by the river of time, and she does not have the mental power to be strong enough to see the river of time.
However, because power has a certain influence on the river of time, she was able to vaguely detect some changes in the river of time when Garen was activating her power.
Yuna did not act rashly.
She was waiting for Garen's instructions. The leader of this experiment was Garen. She only needed to cooperate with the release of power and didn't need to worry too much.
Time passes bit by bit.
Garen closed his eyes completely.
It is dark to the naked eye, but in the world of perception, the illusory river that spans the sky and the earth and is everywhere is extremely conspicuous, vast, and magnificent... all matter, life, elements,
They are all like a drop of water. All the water droplets gather together to form the eternal river of time.
A large amount of time power was condensed by Galleons.
The power of time gathered together in the blink of an eye, like an invisible iron rod, inserted into the long river of time under Garen's control.
Then, Garen's expression was solemn and serious, and the power of time moved at the same time and began to scroll.
The power of time and the river of time have the same origin and substance. They are the special force that is easiest to communicate with and influence the river of time. Under Garen's subtle control, the river water in an area in front of him was stirred by the power of time. It changed from calm to calm.
It flows at a constant speed and gradually begins to ripple.
Like raindrops falling into a lake, the ripples quickly ripple.
The power of time was being consumed, but Garen didn't take it seriously, and even increased the output of the power of time in his body.
As a result, in the world that is difficult to observe with the naked eye, dense ripples gradually merge into one, and the river of time becomes restless. It begins to revolve around Gallon's condensed power of time, and gradually forms a small, only ordinary person.
A vortex as thick as a finger.
This vortex is similar to the out-of-phase caused by the countercurrent of a time dragon.
It was as if fish were born with the ability to swim. At this moment, Gallon felt like he was born with it.
If he can pass through this vortex, he can take advantage of the long river of time being rolled into a vortex, and when the past, future, and present are intertwined, he can go back, or he can go to the future.
However, his body obviously cannot pass through such a small time vortex.
When using the Time Dragon Countercurrent, the time vortex formed is half a galleon in size, so that he can use the power of time to form an incarnation and inject it into it. This small vortex as thin as a finger is far from the standard.
Not stingy with the consumption of the power of time, Galen increased his efforts, mobilizing more power of time and continuously pouring it into the river of time.
With the passage of time and the input of the power of time, the time vortex, which is no more than the thickness of a finger, is rotating and expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and slowly becomes the size of the diameter of a fist. Although it has grown a lot, it is still far away.
Far from enough.
At this time, Galleon injected the power of time into it, and the size of the vortex no longer changed.
This is because his connection with the river of time is not deep enough to affect its operation on a deeper level. Even if he uses up the power of time, the maximum influence he can currently achieve is the fist-sized vortex.
Spin.
At the same time, Garen opened his eyes.
He maintained the time vortex and said quickly: "Yuna, concentrate your power and compress it as much as possible towards this position."
Yuna can't see the flow of time.
However, the swirling river water attracted more attention than the steady flow in the past. She noticed the existence of the time vortex, and with Galen's prompts, she easily discovered the location of the time vortex.
Yuna's eyes narrowed slightly and she raised her dragon claw.
In an instant, a ripple-like power emerged from the earth, from the air, and even from the bodies of Garen and Yuna.
This is a power that is as invisible and qualityless as the power of time.
Under Yuna's control, the force flowed accurately into the time vortex created by Garen.
When force energy comes into contact with the time vortex, something strange happens.
The time vortex suddenly paused for a moment, motionless as if the pause button had been pressed. But at the next moment, it went berserk and spun at a speed that far exceeded Galleon's control alone. While rotating at high speed, the diameter of the vortex also increased.
It expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a halo of light rotating rapidly in the long river of time.
"it works!"
The moment he witnessed this scene, Garen's eyes lit up and his breathing became a little heavier.
"Wow, it turns out that force can really affect time."
Yuna also 'saw' the rioting time vortex at this moment, with a look of shock on her face.
What Garen didn't expect was that Yuna's words rang directly in his mind.
She didn't make a sound when she was shocked, but her mental activities were displayed in Garen's spiritual world.
"Yona?"
Garen tentatively called out in his heart.
"Huh?"
Yuna blinked and turned to look at Garen in surprise.
Obviously, Garon's innermost words also directly echoed in Yuna's heart.
"In this state, we seem to be able to communicate spiritually."
Psychic power is not a rare ability, it can be achieved with some spells, but the problem is that neither Garen nor Yuna could do it before.
And it's not just the conversation. Yuna's feelings and some physical conditions are also clearly reflected in Garen's heart. Similarly, Yuna can also sense Garen's situation.
Relying on the intertwining effect of force and time, at this moment... their minds are united.
This is a very strange feeling.
The two did not remain immersed in this special state for too long.
Because after the time vortex spread to more than two meters in diameter, it rotated even faster and trembled violently, as if it could no longer maintain it and was on the verge of breaking.
Garen and Yuna felt great pressure at the same time.
This pressure comes from the spiritual level, as if a pair of invisible hands are stirring their spirits, and there seems to be an extra string in their brains. This string is being pulled continuously, becoming tighter and tighter, and is about to break.
Galen's complexion changed slightly.
He has a tendency to lose control of the time vortex.
Even Yuna, who was just a support person next to her, gradually showed an expression of difficulty on her face.
"Garen, my power is almost exhausted..."
Yuna's voice sounded deep in Garen's heart.
Similar to her situation, after Garen's power of time was intertwined with force, the consumption rate increased sharply. Now only about one-tenth is left. At the same time, Garen felt a strong feeling in his heart.
............If you continue to insist on it, there will be unpredictable and terrible consequences.
"Okay, let's stop together."
After realizing that something was wrong, Garen made a quick decision and said in a deep voice.
Immediately afterwards, he and Yuna stopped at the same time, stopping the supply of time power and energy respectively.
The feeling of unity of mind dissipated at the same time.
Without the catalytic influence of force energy, the manic time vortex speed quickly slowed down, then gradually stabilized, then slowly became illusory, and slowly turned back into the ordinary river of time flowing at a constant speed.
In the main nest of the fortress, Garen frowned slightly and observed the river of time.
The illusory and vast river of time was as it always was. The movement he and Yuna had just made actually only occurred in a very small area, which was insignificant to the entire river of time. It seemed not to have been affected at all. After it stopped, it seemed that it had not been affected at all before.
Nothing happened.
"I had a very palpitating feeling just now."
"Garen, if you can't control that vortex, it will be in danger."
Yuna's face looked a little tired, but she didn't care about it and said to Garen in a serious tone.
Garen nodded, rubbed his sore head, and said, "I feel the same as you, but this is just the first try, and we don't know what will happen."
"Now that we have a deeper understanding, we will continue to try, accumulate experience, and improve methods. There will eventually be a time when we can successfully operate it."
As he spoke, Garen's voice rose slightly, with a long-lost sense of excitement, because in this attempt, he found the kind of heartbeat that he felt when he first came into contact with magic, the kind of feeling of touching an unknown territory and discovering
The special emotion of entering a larger world.
"I feel very tired, as if my body has been hollowed out."
Yuna lay down on the spot, and her voice became much lower.
Like her, Garen also felt tired.
The power of time that filled his body was almost drained. Although his body itself did not change much, there was an unbearable feeling of weakness coming from his limbs. Not only that, but controlling the movement of the time vortex, Garen's spirit
I also lost a lot of strength, and my brain felt a slight tingling sensation.
Drowsiness couldn't stop coming to my mind.
Garen's eyelids trembled. After a long time, he felt this feeling of being eroded by thoughts due to exhaustion again.
"Get some sleep and rest."
Garen said to Yuna.
But got no response.
I braced myself and turned around to see, it turned out that Yuna had closed her eyes and fell asleep, and she was making a little purring sound like a cat from her mouth.
Resisting his sleepiness, Garen rolled up some gems and gold coins, closed them in front of his head, and then buried them in. He felt the friction between his faceplate and the gold coins and gems, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
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Two weeks later, the Wasteland of Bones.
A super-giant silver dragon with a length of forty-two meters soared in the sky, and the gloomy and undead clouds in the sky could not block the brilliance carried by its scales. It was like a small silver sun above the Bone Wasteland.
Very conspicuous.
Next to the super giant silver dragon, there is an old man wearing a crown and holding a scepter.
Nehemiah and the Pope of Light came to the Wasteland of Bones.
Along with them were the brave paladins and priests of the Holy See of Light.
The undead knight riding the nightmare horse roared, and the nightmare horse made of pitch-black bones galloped through the air with blue flames, trying to escape from the Bone Wasteland.
The Pope of Light looked down at the sky with a gentle expression.
With a slight movement of the corona scepter, countless white rays of light condensed into threads, penetrated the endless aura of death, penetrated the air, and fell on the undead creatures below in an instant.
Chi chi chi..........
The white light threads are extremely precise, penetrating the soul fire in the undead creatures one by one. The white light bursts out and turns into a more fierce and bright blazing flame, burning and purifying the blue soul fire in an instant. Those who have lost the soul fire
The undead turned into skeletons again and fell to the ground.
Whether it was the lowest level of skeletons and rotten corpses, or the powerful undead knights and corpse witches, all were wailing and being purified and died under the relentless cleaning of the Holy See of Light. Their already dead bodies died again.
Only killing undead creatures without eradicating the environment of the Bone Wasteland treats the symptoms but not the root cause.
In the past, the Holy See of Light would not waste a lot of effort on such a thankless task, but now, because the minions of the original Sun God may be hiding in the Wasteland of Bones, the Holy See of Light has gathered all its strength to encircle and sweep this place.
All the dead souls.
The Pope of Light holds high the corona scepter.
There was warm white light centered on him and spreading in all directions, inspiring the courage of the people inside and strengthening their strength.
But this warm white light is like flaming sulfuric acid to undead creatures.
Some low-level undead creatures were covered in fire and fell down in pieces like wheat.
The high-level undead were also seriously affected, and their soul fire was extinguished during the encirclement and suppression by the paladins and priests below.
At the same time, a skeletal lion king with a length of more than thirty meters jumped up, and there was a vague black mist lingering between the gaps between its bones, which was invisible under the bright light.
It stretched out its jagged and pale bone claws, and from bottom to top, driven by the breath of the dead, it fiercely pounced on the Pope of Light.
The Pope of Light, who radiates light like a small sun, is the most disgusting existence in the eyes of all undead creatures.
The Pope of Light did not move and maintained his magic.
Bang!
The powerful dragon claws pinched the skeleton lion king's spine, and with a sudden force, the iron-hard bones were crushed in the dragon claws like tofu.
Nehemiah easily crushed the Skeleton Lion into bone fragments.
A puff of black mist rose from the shattered bone fragments, hissing under the burning power of light, and gradually dissipated.
"The power of the original sun god is indeed being nurtured in this land."
"Fortunately, we didn't give him a long time to sleep, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."
The Pope of Light looked down at the gray-white wasteland below.
The white wave is clearing the Wasteland of Bones, and undead creatures are dying one after another in the strangulation of the Holy See of Light.
In the bodies of many slightly more advanced undead, there is black light belonging to the original sun god, which is the actual light that is like black mist.
"Yale'an, his minions are almost dead, but there is no reaction. It seems that he does not intend to incarnate to intervene."
"Pity.........."
The super giant silver dragon looked down at the earth and said.
There was obvious disappointment in Nehemiah's voice.
He and the Pope of Light came here in person, mainly to deal with the possible back-ups left by the original Sun God. If they simply clean up the Wasteland of Bones, Keynes and his knights can do it. The Wasteland of Bones was born not long ago, and although the environment is difficult to eradicate
, but the undead inside are not very powerful.
With each passing day and each rising sun, Nehemiah could feel himself one step closer to eternal sleep.
In Nehemiah's current view, the most ruthless and cruel thing in the world is none other than time.
Not being able to have a battle with the incarnation of the god of waste before entering the dragon's tomb that shocked the Noah continent made Nehemiah feel disappointed and lonely from the bottom of his heart.
But after all, he had experienced enough. Although he was a little disappointed, he was not obsessed with it.
The Pope of Light turned his head and looked at the mighty and majestic giant silver dragon.
"Although the original sun god has not come, I will still pray to the light god for his mercy and mercy, and bless you to become an ancient dragon."
He said warmly.
Nehemiah shook his head and refused: "I understand your intention, but I don't need the blessing of the God of Light."
"Then I will rely on my own strength to make one last push. If I succeed, I will walk out of the Dragon Tomb and we can see each other again."
"If it fails... Yelian, you don't have to feel sad for me. I have lived long enough and I am not afraid of death."
The blessing of the God of Light is a great honor to his believers, but for an ancient silver dragon like Nehemiah, the blessing of the God of Light is a shackles.
After hearing Nehemiah's answer, the Pope of Light was silent for a moment, and then his voice was a little dry, and he said slowly: "I wish you in advance that you can transcend life and death and walk out of the dragon's tomb."
The task of cleaning up the undead was carried out in an orderly manner. In the gray wasteland, there were fewer and fewer undead creatures still burning with soul fire. Soon, no one was left, and they were basically purified and eliminated by the Holy See of Light.
However, the personnel of the Holy See of Light did not evacuate, scanning the Wasteland of Bones for any traces of the undead that might be hidden.
"We cannot take it lightly yet."
"We must not let go of any clues involving the original Sun God."
The Pope of Light warned Keynes.
The undead in the Wasteland of Bones have been wiped out, but not all the minions of the original Sun God may be hidden in the Wasteland of Bones.
The Holy See of Light cannot rest yet.
After a while, the Pope of Light left the place and Nehemiah flew into the distance.
When the Wasteland of Bones returned to loneliness and emptiness, and people from the Holy See of Light began to retreat on a large scale, outside the Wasteland of Bones, the air on a certain slope of a hill fluctuated slightly.
Elena looked at the situation in the Bone Wasteland from a distance, with a look of hatred in her eyes.
"Damn old man."
"When my lord comes, I will kill you without a burial place."
She gritted her teeth and cursed secretly.
The undead in the Bone Wasteland were wiped out, and many of the subordinates she had cultivated for a period of time died, causing her to waste a lot of energy.
At the same time, the ground rolled, the earth and rocks cracked, and the stone cairn snake dragon with empty eyes revealed its huge and winding body.
The stone cairn snake dragon that did not leave the Bone Wasteland was lucky enough to survive in this place of right and wrong.
But the end was not good.
Elena looked down at the swollen belly of the stone cairn snake dragon. Her eyes that were filled with hatred and resentment just now quickly became pious. She prayed silently and recited the prayers of the original sun god in a low voice.
The stone cairn snake dragon's empty eyes showed pain.
It struggled a bit.
However, in the blink of an eye, he was controlled again by Elena's illusion and turned into a puppet.
"Great primordial sun god, please wait patiently for a while."
"Soon, I will search for enough food for you to allow your clone to be born in this world."
"When you are born, all creatures in this world will celebrate your arrival with the most pious attitude and welcome your light."
The Cairn Snake Dragon's abdomen did not change. Elena knelt down and murmured something.
Then, she slowly stood up and looked at the sky with her amber eyes, looking in the direction Nehemiah left.