Chapter Seventy-Eight: The First Floor
The sudden disappearance of the power of the realm and the sudden sound of conversation broke the original pattern.
Aldo, whose eyes were full of resentment, had already risen, but his breath had weakened a lot.
On the other side, Mailer was even more embarrassed. His clothes had been torn apart by the Wind Elemental, and he looked like a homeless man in Monique picking up food on the side of the road.
Fortunately, there is not much damage in terms of demeanor and breath, which means that it has not hurt the root.
"Who the hell was talking about?"
No longer having to compete with the power of the Noxan realm, Avis at this time was a lot more relaxed, and asked the old man Duru, who was also confused.
"How do I know, that Mailer must know something, I can go and ask them. ”
Duru Randolph was no less confused than Avis at this time.
But he can confirm one thing, the ins and outs of all this, that Nikolai Mailer must know.
"Don't ask me, ask me, and I won't tell!"
Dressed lightly, Melle looked relaxed, grimacing in the direction of Duru and Avis, and said with a smile.
"What the hell is going on?"
Ives was the first to initiate a temper. A battle with no end to it, then a strange tuft of conversations and so-called deals, and in the end nothing seems to happen except for both sides.
At this moment, the surrounding atmosphere was once again covered in ice, and the only difference was that the world did not turn gray.
The power of a new realm?
"Kid, I need you to do me a favor! Or maybe you can take me somewhere. ”
It was the first sound that came from before, but now the sound was getting closer, and Aavis always felt that he had heard it somewhere.
A burst of darkness enveloped everyone present, including Avis, Duru, Mailer, and Aldo the Noxa.
The overwhelming darkness soon disappeared, no cold, no gray, and even the sun was revealed, a peaceful and bright one.
However, Aavis and the Noxan disappeared like a ghost. Not a trace was left.
"This, this, what the hell is going on?"
Duru Randolph sprang up from the ground and rushed at Mailer, who was still giggling.
He decided to beat this guy up this time anyway, he obviously knew what had happened.
Even this trip may have been arranged by him and the two people who were talking behind the scenes.
"Nikolai Mailer, what the hell is going on? Do you know what? You killed a contractor of the Alliance, do you know how serious it is? Also, if you have a deal with the Noxians, you will be spurned by the whole world, and all the Holy See will hunt you down. ”
Durrou Randolph's eyes were red, he was someone who had experienced the loss of a daughter and son-in-law, and he knew how painful it was to lose someone important.
He wasn't sure if Avis had been killed, but he had never heard of anyone who had been taken by the Noxians and had come back unharmed.
“...... I'm sorry......" After holding back for a long time, Nikolai Mailer finally spoke, and his smile gradually retracted. "Old Duru, let's be honest, I like you more than anyone else in the Alliance. Because...... You really love magic. It's different from those who sell their reputations. ”
"What the hell are you talking about? Tell me, where the hell has Avis gone?"
At this time, Durlu Randolph was full of anger, and he wanted to eat this alchemist teacher alive now.
"Don't worry, he's fine......! I may not be able to see him for a while. ”
Mailer pondered for a moment, and said softly to Durou, who was already furious.
"Tell me, where is he, and if you don't want to be hung up and burned by the Holy See right away, tell me now. ”
Durux finally didn't hold back, stretched out his fist, and slammed it down on Mellor's face.
"Pounce!"
After a loud bang, a strange situation happened, and Mailer's originally full body suddenly dried up like a balloon. Soon it changed into a flat blanket.
After the initial astonishment, Duru also discovered the strangeness of this, this "Mailer" also seems to be a level 7 stand-in magic device, even more subtle than the previous battle with the Noxians.
This made Durou, who had been angry for a while, not even see it.
The deep frustration made Duru Randolph fall to his knees, uncontrollable tears dripping down, and he couldn't remember the last time he shed tears.
Maybe it was the night I learned that my daughter and son-in-law were missing?
......
"Where is this?"
Avis gradually came to his senses, and his vision suddenly cleared, and he was greeted by a scene that he was all too familiar with.
[Divine Hell]!
And it's the Divine Prison that he has already entered twice, the Divine Prison in the Yanyan Stone.
The familiar darkness and the environment with flames burning on the periphery.
"Kid, you're finally awake, thank you for bringing me here. ”
A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Avis, and there was nothing more terrifying than a gentle voice in a strange space.
"You are?"
Ives staggered, quickly adjusting his floating body to see who was talking behind him.
"We've met a few times, so don't be too formal. ”
It's just that what stunned Avis was that before he could turn around, the person who spoke had already walked directly in front of him as if he were walking on the ground, revealing a rough and ordinary face, and smiled softly at him.
"You're? You're the Uncle Noxa?"
Avis looked at the person opposite in surprise, it was the guy who fought with the Viper National Master yesterday, and the middle-aged man was looking at him with a smile at this time.
"It seems that you are really unfamiliar with this place, and you don't know how to control this prison. Uncle Noxa looked around, then showed arrogance and disdain that did not match his face, and then continued. "When you see us coming, you don't say hello, are you forcing me to do it?"
"What's going on? How could a Noxa come here? Stinky boy, since you've been here, everything has been different than promised. What the hell is going on? Why are the Noxians suddenly involved? ”
A familiar, gruff voice echoed through the space, the same voice that Ives had heard calling himself a "god" after the first few times he had entered.
"I have become a prisoner, and I still can't change my attitude of pride and complacency, which is the common problem of you guys who have fallen from the altar. It seems that this place has always been borderland, and you are used to being arrogant. From now on, this is the child's stuff. ”
Uncle Noxa yelled haughtily into the air. He didn't seem to be afraid of this self-proclaimed god at all.
"How dare a mere Noxan be disrespectful to me. Do you know who I am?"
Hongdae's voice suddenly stirred, trembling with horror that made the entire space unstable.
"It's like this every time I teach the newly acquired 'Divine Prison', it's really troublesome. ”
Uncle Noxa didn't care, he walked a few steps away, his hands were spread out and raised, and in an instant his pupils turned gray, and a powerful domain power enveloped the space.
To Avis's surprise, the cold sensation that should have occurred with the release of the power of the realm did not appear with it.
I could only feel a huge net that opened invisibly and gradually wrapped the entire space.
"Ahh "Layer 8? You're a Noxa from Level 8?"
"Come on, let's see what this hell really looks like. I don't want to use the power of the realm on you anymore, and that's my respect for you. ”
The Noxa people stopped the release of their domain power, bowed slightly, and then said coldly.
"What a strange Noxa. All right...... It's really hard for me!"
The voice came out again, but it was much softer at this time, and even with a hint of grievance.
In an instant, Avis, who had been floating in the universe, felt like his feet were on the ground.
A valley with waterfalls and birds suddenly appeared in front of Avis.
Ives was now stepping on a smooth asphalt-colored stone face.
There is a classical pavilion standing gracefully not far from him, and the style of luxurious wood carving is not the style of the Blood Flame Continent at first glance.
"Where is this?" asked Avis, blankly.
"Every prison has an entity, and the dark space in front of it is just a mystery played by this guy who is locked up. Uncle Noxa replied kindly, his face full of kindness.
"And what about the 'god'?" Ives continued.
"Just behind that waterfall, I advise you not to go over it. Without my help, if you climb over this waterfall, he still has the strength to swallow you in one bite. Noxa's intermediary explained slowly, like an old man explaining to a child.
"Why did you help me, and why did you bring me here?" Ives was now full of questions, and he didn't know where to start.
"Forgot to introduce yourself. My name is Amos. Nice to meet you. The middle-aged man was still gentle and elaborated slowly. "Because you can use the power of the realm, then you won't be my enemy. As for this, you might be mistaken. I didn't bring you, you brought me. ”
"What?" Ives almost wanted to add, how could I bring you here, but finally held back.
He couldn't afford to mess with the so-called "god", and of course the Noxan apostle couldn't afford to mess with him either.
"Don't be surprised. Facts for facts, you can be a good Noxan. And I'm here just to make you stronger. Amos whispered.
"Why?" asked Avis again, sneering in his heart. This, this, TM is not a pyramid scheme?
......
"Every Noxan has a prison of his own.
As long as you open up the power of your realm, you can feel connected to this divine hell.
You can control everything in this prison.
When the power is reached, it is even possible to control that so-called 'god'.
And now here, it's the first floor!
It's you, the first layer of Avis!"
Amos continued to speak calmly, with a gentle attitude and a kind expression.
It's just that at this time, no one noticed the frenzy in the Noxa's eyes, and looked at Avis with the tenderness of looking at a god.