Chapter Two Thousand and Eighty-One: Memories of the Holy Flame

The last remaining small flame of the sacred flame finally began to grow from being invisible to the naked eye, but after a long time, it only grew to a small flame visible to the naked eye, turning the previous illusion into reality.

But what can be done with this little flame?

"What's going on? The Holy Flame has reacted, which means that the Bright Holy Pattern is indeed useful, but this reaction is too small, so it can't even be the Bright Holy Pattern, right?"

Mo Fei stared at the flame and muttered silently in some disbelief.

Under the vision of the Heavenly Dao, everything was not a secret, and Mo Fei quickly understood it.

The Holy Pattern of Light is not without effect, in the battle with the strange dark power, the Holy Flame is about to be unable to hold on, it is the addition of the Holy Pattern of Light, so that the Holy Flame not only did not rout, but withstood the infiltration of the strange dark power, and gradually regained a little strength.

But this is obviously not enough, in order to drive away these strange dark forces, and restore the peace of the holy fire, more powerful forces are needed.

"I'll go, what are you kidding, you can't even have the Light Holy Pattern, where is there more power?"

The corners of Mo Fei's mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless in his heart.

The Holy Emblem of Light represents one of the most fundamental rules of heaven and earth, and aside from other aspects, in terms of the power of the Holy Emblem, who can compare to the Holy Emblem of Light? Unless it is the God of Light himself.

But then, Murphy was stunned.

Because in the next moment, a suggestion suddenly came from the Bright Holy Pattern.

"Let me come, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Mo Fei looked stunned, and after a while, he silently replied to a thought very speechlessly.

However, the Light Sacred Pattern did not explain, and it was still the suggestion just now.

At this point, Murphy was speechless.

He didn't even succeed in the Bright Holy Pattern, and now he actually asked him to try it, Mo Fei really wanted to ask, who are we who are the Bright Holy Pattern, and who is the Lord of the Holy Pattern?

However, Mo Fei finally followed the advice of the Holy Pattern of Light, and carefully placed his hand on the position of the Holy Flame, and put it together with the Holy Pattern of Light.

The moment he touched the position of the flame, not only did he not feel a little burning in his hands, but it was warm and quite comfortable.

Almost at the same time, it was as if a door had been opened, and a large number of memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

The Bright God Realm, from birth to the beginning of life, and then little by little to grow and develop.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the entire Bright God Realm, all intelligent creatures have been bathed in the power of the Light God all the time, and all of them have become believers in the God of Light.

Until one day, a large area of darkness suddenly fell from the sky, and it didn't take long for a large number of intelligent beings to inexplicably start killing each other.

In the end, there was only a dead silence left in the entire Light God Realm, and nothing else alive could be found except for plants and flowers.

Of course, if you think about it seriously, you can't say that there are really no creatures alive, at least these animals in the castle.

And these animals are the ultimate survivors of all the creatures in the Light God Realm after killing each other.

But these animals are not so much alive as they are dead.

As the last survivors of the entire Light God Realm, their strength can be said to be exchanged for the lives of all other creatures.

Moreover, in addition to obtaining this body strength, they also have the characteristics of being immortal, they are not even sane, they are simply walking dead, and life is better than death.

Mo Fei thought about it carefully and understood that these were probably the ghosts of the mysterious little snake behind his back.

Thinking about the promises that the mysterious little snake had made one after another, if he hadn't had the Light Sacred Pattern to help him secretly, I am afraid that he would have nodded and agreed a long time ago, and then, he would have become a member of this walking corpse.

Even he couldn't resist the lure of the mysterious little snake, let alone these ordinary animals.

And for the mysterious little snake, giving these ordinary animals invincible power, as well as almost immortal bodies, but at the expense of all other creatures in the entire Light God Realm, it itself has no loss, which is quite cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

However, there is a premise for these latter conjectures, that is, the authenticity of these memory images.

But in the entire Bright God Realm, there is no longer anything alive except for plants and flowers at this moment, this is a fact, and it is also what he has seen with his own eyes.

And the various animals in the castle that have been impregnated by the dark power, empty of great strength, but completely lost their minds, like walking corpses, this is not fake.

Seeing is believing, not to mention, this is still what he has seen with his own eyes under the vision of the Heavenly Dao, and it should not be fake.

In contrast, Murphy preferred to believe in these images of memory, as well as the holy fire in front of him.

And within his means, Murphy didn't mind helping.

These memory images poured into Mo Fei's mind, that is, an instantaneous thing, and when Mo Fei just had the idea of helping in his heart, the light holy pattern immediately shone brightly.

Immediately afterward, with the help of the Bright Sacred Pattern, which had suddenly increased in power, the Holy Flame, which had only a small flame left, grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, I saw a pillar of fire rising into the sky, and the huge light divine power suddenly surged in all directions like a huge wave.

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In the days when Murphy disappeared, the territory of the Old God Empire suddenly became quiet.

Whether it was the three sects and six factions, or the imperial military department, after the battle of Lianyun Sect, they all stopped invariably.

However, in this eerie silence, everyone knew that it was only temporary, as if before a storm.

As time passed, the results of the battle in front of the Lianyun Sect Peak Square finally came.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, or if it was the ancestor of the Nine Great Bloodlines of the Imperial Military Department, the voice of the old man Yangshuo before he left was too loud, not only the results of this battle were spread, but even the last threatening words were also spread.

These four words are like a huge typhoon, which has swept through the entire Eternal Continent in just a few days.

Many people don't understand the meaning of these four words, but some of the older generation of characters have their eyes lit up, and at the same time, their faces are all shining with excitement.

The celebration of the emperor is an ancient tradition that has been passed down for many years in the Eternal Continent.

Whenever there is a truly top powerhouse, especially a top powerhouse who is enough to challenge the supreme status of the Three Saints and Three Emperors, some people will deliberately hold this kind of emperor celebration, which means that there is once again a supreme-level existence comparable to the level of the Three Saints and Three Emperors in the Eternal Continent.

Of course, this kind of emperor celebration is not just anyone is qualified to hold it, if there is no certain status and fame, even if someone makes this so-called emperor celebration, it is just a farce, and no one will admit it.

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