"This ......"

Tyre looked at Nether, the bark contract was indeed still running, and the connection between [Legend] and Nether was still broken.

Without the blessing of [Legend], even if he still has the power of desire, these power of desire should be like rootless water, not only can it not be replenished, but there is no other way to use it.

Why is it that after staining this [Great God Declaration] with his own blood, when his strength has completely surpassed Nether, he has been unable to snatch this spear from him, but has been used by him.

The second stab was completely different from the first, the first time was intentional on Tyre, he had already prepared, so that shot seemed to pierce Tyre's body, but the location didn't matter, so it didn't cause him much damage.

And the second time was different, he had already regarded this [Great God Declaration] as his own, and he didn't have much interest in a person like Nether who had long been identified as a loser.

But he didn't expect that Nether seemed to let him pull out the spear, but with the strength of his withdrawal, another shot came, this time he was completely defenseless, a straight shot, almost stabbing others.

And unlike the previous precautions he had prepared, this time the power of desire turned into a trace of lightning, along the wound of the spear, all rushed into his body, and then wreaked havoc.

The use of this power of desire made Tyre marvel that there was such a method of using energy in this world, and the power of these powers could be fully exerted without using innate ability, so that the power of the [Great God Declaration] was even more powerful to an indescribable point.

Tyre stepped back, the light on his body dimmed a lot, and the blood from one of the two holes in his chest had stopped bleeding and even scabbed.

And the other wound, but still bleeding? No amount of light could heal the wound.

"You don't really think you can win, do you?" Nether put the [Great God Declaration] on his shoulder? Reach out and wipe a drop of the golden blood from it.

Then his fingers turned into black mist, and then the black mist tentacles bound that drop of golden blood? And then stabbed into it? The internal structure of it was analyzed little by little.

Tyre's angelic identity is condensed from [Legends], is it not a race? Like Nether's Devil, it is the manifestation of the concept of legend.

But when do these concepts come into practice? Will it always collide with reality? And then the corresponding thing is formed.

For example, there are many [legendary] abilities, those abilities are some traces of the past, and there is no real counterpart in this world.

But this is the subtlety of the Legends, as the humans of this world sing these Legends? The traces of it are constantly spreading to all corners of the world? [ ] As people become acquainted with these legends, then what is just a trace of it gradually becomes something real.

The transformation of the virtual into the real and the refining of the true with the false is the ability of the [Legend].

As a result, Nether's understanding of [real name] is also one step closer? A true name is a synthesis of traces, but the power of a true name is something that transcends traces? It is a sublimated product.

The identities of Angel and Devil in Tyre and Nether are both concepts that [Legend] overflows, but are they the most top-notch concepts? The existence of the body is truly condensed, which means that it is far more than just a concept.

Nether once caught an evil spirit made of flames? Looks like elemental life? And then did a deep study? A problem was discovered.

It's that the evil spirit doesn't have a living structure, and its internal nature, if you can translate it, you can see that it's all conceptual textures.

It's like a movie special effect, its life structure is just textured by a concept called 'flame', but this texture is more fine, not just a flame, but subtle to the life structure, although there is still a big gap with the real flame.

Therefore, the flame ability of that evil spirit is very weak, it can hardly burn people, and it takes a lot of effort to burn people.

However, as the [legend] of this flame spirit spreads more and more widely, Nether once again conducted a deep study of him, and found that although it is still full of concept textures, at least the textures are not randomly pasted, but have a corresponding structure.

At a closer look, the texture structure itself is no different from the structure of life.

The same is true of the drop of Tyre's blood, whose legend has now spread throughout the world, and its concept is so refined that even Nether can not observe.

That is to say, its life structure has also been completed by the concept, and it is not much different from the real angel, and Nether clones an angel with this life structure, and no one can say that it is not an angel.

Of course, comparing Tal with the original angels of other worlds, there may be some differences in the surface but on the inside.

After all, they have a concept of life to be driven by [legends], but if one day Tyre or Nether can occupy the entire world, and then let the whole world know the identity of Tyre's angel, or Nether's identity as the devil.

Then one day, when they see the kind of angel and devil that are really born naturally, and compare the two, they can even say that the other party is a fake, which is also the superiority of [legend].

In any case, with this shot, Nether has an absolute advantage, and at the same time, the life structure of the angels is recorded, and it will not be a problem to make a few angels in the future.

Faced with Tyre's disbelief, Nether didn't give him time to react, he picked up his gun and walked towards Tyre again.

This time, Tyre could no longer maintain his pure thoughts, and an irrepressible trace of fear appeared.

Fear stems from the unknown, and he doesn't know why Nether is able to use the power of desire without hindrance even when he is disconnected from [Legend], and he doesn't understand why Nether can use the power of desire in another way at will.

The reason why he had so much self-confidence before was because of the bark contract, and he guessed according to his own situation and came up with the answer.

Without those innate abilities, he is nothing, and even those powers of salvation and judgment will be used less and less, until he finally loses his supernatural abilities completely, and then he will die when the concepts that remain in his body can no longer sustain his existence.

Since he is like this, then Nether will also be like this, and Tyre thinks so, so Tyre, who holds the bark contract, thinks that he is the absolute winner, but he does not expect to lose so easily, so completely, and so miserably.

"Hey!"

A sigh rang out, and the bark pact once again shone brightly.

Seeing this change, Tyre looked overjoyed, no matter how Nether managed to do it, but he was the chosen winner.

The Creator had made a covenant with him and had promised him victory.

However, the bark peeled off, revealing the bast underneath it, and a new covenant appeared on it.

Tyre didn't have time to collect his joy when he was hit by the light.

Then Tyr had lost his existence and lost contact with the legend, and then, at this moment, his consciousness was pushed by the light, and he flew out of his body.

Tyre's soul is very strong, beyond the average invoker, but if you look closely, you will find that it is nothing more than that, after severing the connection with the [legend], there is no personal bonus, and the strongest invoker is actually not far from his soul strength.

At this time, Tyre was no longer worried, and what he needed to care about was the existence of Tyre's angelic body opening his eyes again.

Many years ago, it was this being who ripened life in advance, treated it as a servant, and then allowed those beings to eat the fruit, be polluted by the traces therein, and become human.

He is a being from other worlds, carrying many traces of other worlds.

But no matter what his original identity was, he did it successfully, so he is the well-deserved 'creator' of this world.

He came in the form of an angel, but his momentum was completely different from that of Tyre.

Tyre floats in the sky, releasing divine light all the time, revealing his transcendent identity.

But this one stepped on the ground, and except for the six wings on his back, he looked no different from an ordinary human.

He is not like Tyre, as soon as he enters the main body, he immediately expels the power of desire that Nether turned into lightning and retains in it, and the body has quietly regained his health.