Igonis gripped the candle in his hand, and the candle melted into droplets that flowed out between his fingers and fell to the ground.

There was only a small piece of candle, but the melted wax oil seemed to be endless.

The white and turbid liquid dripped on the ground, and instead of solidifying and cooling, it became red and hot, like a furnace of boiling molten iron.

In an instant, the molten iron formed a lake between Qianzhou and Igonis.

The blazing heat burst out of the lake formed by the molten iron, and Chifune could even faintly smell the burnt smell of the hair on his forehead.

Think you're going to stop me?

Qianzhou sneered in his heart.

I really can't get by.

Qianzhou fell silent. With neither the ability to fly nor the special means of movement, he really has no good way to face this lake of molten iron. As for whether he can resist directly with essentia hard, Qianzhou really has no bottom in his heart.

But Igonis clearly didn't know this, and perhaps an opponent he thought was close to him wouldn't even have the means to do so.

(Qianzhou: I'm really sorry for being so dished!)

Igonis took a cigarette out of his jacket pocket and lit it slowly: "Wouldn't it be nice for us to talk like this? ”

"No, I'd like to go back to bed early. (Didn't I already sleep?)"

Silver essentia overflowed from the Thousand Boats' body, turning the surrounding air viscous and heavy. This terrifying amount is unnaturally distorted by the mere existence of the light.

Igonis took a deep breath as the boy responded, and a large amount of oxygen entered his lungs from the mouthpiece, causing the cigarette to burn clean in an instant.

The surface of the red lake suddenly made a "gurgling" sound, and countless bubbles bubbled out of the lake, splashing thousands of degrees of molten iron, and ripples spread from the center of the lake to all sides—as if something was about to appear under the surface of the lake.

And that's exactly what happened.

As the molten iron was discharged, the ground shook, and a huge copper pillar dozens of meters high slowly rose from it. The dull brass surface is engraved with notches – the tracks of the ancient stars.

But when I looked at it again, the nicks were like closed eyes, and the heavy feeling of oppression kept coming.

After calling the bronze pillar out, Igonis had a solemn face, and there was a lingering melancholy in his eyebrows. Because he found that the huge essentia that had surrounded the boy had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Where the hell did you go?" Igonis frowned.

That's not a lot of it, and Igonis has previously named it "terrifying." When used correctly, that essentia can permanently alter the topography of an area.

The sky was suddenly dark—perhaps inappropriate, since it was already night. But even this contrast between the before and after is enough to make people feel the difference.

It's closer to "nothing" than ordinary black ones, like a giant mouth, like an abyss.

Then, Qianzhou spoke in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "I often wonder: since history can be used as fuel for my essentia, then, on the other hand, can I use essentia to reproject the history I know?"

"Look, it's called Crimson!"

The oppressive red light suddenly lit up, and dozens of staggered red lights were imprinted on the sky like deep nicks. In the center, a tiny crimson meteor descended abruptly.

Dayuan was like an oil barrel splashed into Mars, the violent force spread everywhere, the hurricane howled, and the earth shook - at this moment, no matter what kind of technique, it was impossible to get any more support from Dayuan.

The crimson hasn't fallen yet, but the temperature around it has dropped. The hot iron in the lake showed signs of solidification.

This was because the heat was drained away, and all the temperature rushed to the faint red star in the sky.

[Crimson] keeps falling, and the space is like a crumpled piece of paper, and traces of cracks can be seen everywhere. The light travels through such a space, creating a scene like a broken mirror—everything that Qianzhou's eyes see appears to be uncounted.

The bronze pillar in the center of the molten iron seemed to feel great danger, and the notches on the pillar continued to disappear. This symbolizes that the traces of the star track could have commanded the stars, and even as imitations, they would have been able to draw infinite power from the stars outside the territory. But at this moment, the stars, the sun and the moon seem to be swallowed by this deep sky!

It seems to be ten thousand years long, and it is like a trance for a moment. The unstoppable crimson meteor finally fell to the ground.

The sound was so loud that there was silence in the ears, and the light was so bright that all the eyes could see was darkness.

It was as if time had been erased.

I don't know how long it took, but by the time Qianzhou regained his sight, everything was over.

There was not a single house left within 100 meters, and the copper pillars had completely disappeared. The ground was covered with a black crust of stone, and it was still bubbling hot.

Qianzhou just raised his leg and stumbled, and he really felt like he was being squeezed dry now.

This is the first time that Qianzhou has completely used up the essentia in his body since he became a transcendent being. After a long absence, Qianzhou felt weak. The boiling blood had not yet completely cooled, and the massive squeezing of essentia caused confusion.

But luckily, in the end, I won.

Igonis lay not far away, half of his body already melting. And next to him, is a small tree that is almost carbonized.

Qianshu dragged his heavy body and struggled to Igonis's side. Although he had completely lost the ability to move, Igonis's voice was still full of energy, and it did not look like he was seriously injured at all.

"What a terrible blow. Igonis sighed.

"Immortal?" Looking at Igonis' appearance, Chishu frowned.

"It's not that exaggerated, since you know my story, you should remember what my essence is. ”

"I see, don't you have the book that is the core of the soul with you? ”

"I can't help it. Igonis smiled wryly, "This hole is still too small, and I had to put my body on that side when I came." When I'm complete, I'd like to fight you again. ”

"Excuse me. Qianzhou pouted, "Besides, why do you think I'm equipped with enough equipment?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Qianzhou finally got straight to the point, "Where is this? Who is behind you? What do you want to do? ”

"I can't say no. Igonis shook his head, "The most I can tell you is that my boss is a [Crowned]. ”

Qianzhou frowned.

In the abyss, only those who have complete power to declare and dominate a world will be granted the title of [Crowned One] by the Abyss.

Although theoretically, even an ordinary person can become a [crowned] only if he has the right to declare and dominate a world. However, considering the actual situation of the abyss, the [Crowned One] is at least a fourth-order [Kingdom] start.

"It's a big problem. Qianzhou sighed.

"yes, yes. Igonis chimed in, "So it's only right that you hurry away, and if you pull that tree uprooted, you'll be in even more trouble." ”

Qianzhou sneered: "Then if I don't pull it out, will I be in little trouble? ”

Igonis was silent.

Qianzhou walked to the small tree and couldn't help but be amazed.

I don't know what kind of tree it is, but even though it has almost been carbonized, it still retains a trace of life. Qianzhou had no doubt that if he left it alone, he would probably recover quickly.

Qianzhou stretched out his hand and grabbed the branch of the small tree, and with a little effort, pulled out the entire sapling, revealing the "hole" under the root.

"I persuaded you not to listen. Igonis sighed helplessly.

So, the great being in the abyss threw an angry glance at Qianzhou through that tiny "hole".

In Qianzhou's perception, the world suddenly vanished, and only endless anger bombarded his soul—incomprehensible, unstoppable, and irresistible.

This is just one thousandth of the power that comes through the "hole", or even one thousandth of the power is enough to shatter Qianzhou's soul and dissolve his personality.

Maybe Qianzhou could still resist one or two in his heyday, but at this time, it happened to be the moment when his essentia was exhausted. At the same time, the fragment is not at hand.

At this critical moment, it's like turning the page of a photo. A bright sun suddenly hung in the sky, the night turned into day, and everything around it dissipated like a shadow. Only the beings in the abyss let out an angry snort.

"A Discussion on the Old History: A Historical Study of the Ancient Country of the White Desert"

Enron was a multi-ethnic, integrated state, founded about a thousand years before the New Era. This time is very similar to the time when the Qin State was founded, and we have reason to believe that there is some kind of correlation between the two.

Many scholars and historians share the same view, but so far there has been no conclusive evidence to prove it. So this view is not accepted by the mainstream of the academic community.

Enron is a typical "strong country". The so-called "strong state" refers to the process of building a state with the absolute power of the transcendent to sweep away the obstacles ahead. Therefore, no matter how incredible the process of the establishment of this country seems to us, and how much it does not conform to the laws of historical development, this country will still be established in the form of a castle in the air.

Integrate the voices within with great power, and create rivers and oases out of thin air in the desert with supreme power...... Through this means, Enron was established, and even lasted for thousands of years - of course, this has something to do with the closed environment of the white desert.

Continuing from the above, how long this castle in the air can last often depends on how long the power of the "strong" can radiate. and the capabilities and means of the successor.

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