If you have to set a level for the strong, the gods who call the wind and rain on the continent and dominate the second era can only be ranked at the second level. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This is not to say that they are not strong, but compared to the almost conceptual existence of the Demon Yuan Will and the Aether Will, the gap between them is indeed incomprehensible.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that the gods also have this self-knowledge. After being drawn from the Outer Realm by the Legendary Mage, he wielded the power of Pure Light, which was compatible with the Aether, and the power of the Endless Believers and their faith from this world.

He has been careful to maintain the balance with the ether world, trying not to revive the ether. As a witness to the ancient war, he was well aware of the blow of the Aether Will after the fall of the primordial gods, and he was well aware of the horrors of the plane's panconsciousness.

It's just that now Tonatiu has no choice.

Because of his contempt, he fell into a trap carefully laid by the other. If the will of the ether is still feared at this time, then there is only a dead end waiting for him. On the contrary, if the self-restraint is lifted at this time, even if the etheric will is revived, it is not impossible for Him to survive. As for the traps laid by the legendary mage, in the eyes of the gods who have completely liberated their own limitations, there is no need to care at all.

It was a choice He had no choice to make, and it was the best He could have made. Before a dozen legendary spells could get close, they melted away like ice and snow in the light. The whole heaven and earth surrendered in immeasurable light, and the intense light tore through the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, and opening a path to the outer world.

The gods strode lightly, slowly, but only one step and leapt above the firmament.

Then He took the second step.

A thunderclap rang out in the sky, and the world seemed to come alive in an instant.

The second step of the god did not fall in the end, and some force limited the space in front of him. Even if you take this step, you will only enter a chaotic time and space. So, he raised his head, looked at the will of the underworld beings high in the sky, and said in an extremely calm tone, "The will of the ether." ”

Then he snorted, golden blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

From the moment the Aether Will awakened, the whole world came alive. It wasn't a spell, it wasn't a power, it was the whole world. The hostility of the whole world pierced through his soul like a sharp knife, and the power of the whole world was suppressed on him in an instant.

I can't move.

The gods kept coughing up golden blood, and the blood fell into the earth, nourishing infinite life. The barren land, which had been affected by the fighting, continued to spread in a new green color, from the grassland to the jungle to the forest. Countless creatures appeared out of thin air, frolicking, playing, and celebrating the birth of life in the newly born home.

"Aether ......"

The eyes of the gods looked through everything, and he noticed the germination of life in the earth, and the birth of countless living beings. However, looking at the revitalized earth, there was not a hint of joy on his face. Instead, His senses twisted together and he roared in the sky, "These are enough to pay for the damage I have caused!" Don't forget that it was your people who did it first! ”

Golden blood is the immortal essence of the gods, and losing so much divine blood is also unacceptable to the gods.

There was just no voice answering His roar.

The weight on Tonatiu's body grew heavier and heavier, and finally the holy light on his body shattered with a bang, revealing his true face. Tonatiu's real body is more or less human, and his facial features are even extremely handsome with human aesthetics, but it can be seen from the details that he is not human. His skin was as clear as jade, with no hair or ears, and he looked strangely beautiful.

"What are you still watching, watching my jokes!"

Under the suppression of the whole world, the sound of bones breaking came from the god's body, and he hunched his body, spitting golden blood in a big gulp, and made a staccato voice: "You ...... These guys, if I fall here, then ...... You'll be next! ”

"What a mess, Tonatiu." As if it were His words that worked, a voice sounded above the clouds, "I was forced to this point by an aborigine, and it seems that these thousands of years of comfort have worn out your will and passion to fight, and it is really a shame for me, who is also the god of war." ”

"Sinute!"

The god of hosts called the gods of the clouds in a cold tone.

"Enough, Tonatiu, this time it is indeed the bitter fruit of your own carelessness." A voice sounded again in the clouds, "A formed plane consciousness, this is an enemy that no one wants to face. How about if it just costs you something, then it's up to you? ”

A pair of golden eyes appeared above the clouds, and Tonatiu did not answer, he knew who the other party was, the strongest of them, the uncrowned king of the gods, Levadine the Destroyer. He is not asking for His opinion that is being suppressed, but about the aetheric will that exists in the dark.

"Tonatiu can't fall, this is the bottom line of the god system."

Without waiting for the other party's response, Leyvadine spoke again, and above the sky, dozens of wills loomed.

There was a brief stalemate, and then the will that existed in the darkness receded like a tidal wave. Then, the wills of the gods also departed one by one, leaving only the embarrassed gods standing alone above the clouds. Tonatiu, who had almost fallen, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked back coldly at the green world poured with his blood, and stepped towards the sky.

One step, one step at a time.

As he was about to step into the heavens and leave the world controlled by the will of the ether, he trembled imperceptibly. For a long time, he did not choose to return to the abode of the gods, but stood on the sky, and said extremely abruptly: "Who realizes the big dream, I know it in my life." ”

The colorful world was wiped out in His singing, leaving nothing but darkness and chaos.

"Three thousand years of reincarnation, today I know that I am not me." The god stood in the void and sighed faintly, "Hormone, I have to admire your abilities. Unfortunately, you ended up dead, and all I can do now is kill your successor. ”

The look of emotion in his eyes quickly converged, and the cold and ruthless eyes pierced through the darkness and chaos, and finally locked on to the target.

"Found it, you can't escape."

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Monia didn't know what happened after the legendary mage escaped, after all, this was the legendary mage's trial space, and the only thing the legendary mage could tell her was what it knew. At the same time that the legendary mage's natal box shattered, it activated the second fateful box that had been prepared for a long time, and with the help of the spatial marker, the soul broke through the space at the same time as the god attacked.

Of course, this is a great risk, and the slightest mistake is the end of the soul. Even if fate favored it this time, it was still invaded by a divine power of the gods. This divine power mixed with the power of faith that had earlier stirred up waves in its soul, leaving the legendary mage helpless.

In the end, the legendary mage had no choice but to make a crazy decision to split his soul into three, trying to keep a part of the soul uncorrupted by divine power and contaminated by the power of faith, in order to resurrect it in the future.

At the end of the picture, the legendary mage lies in his alchemy laboratory, the fire of his soul gradually extinguished.

There is no doubt that something must have gone wrong with the legendary mage's final method, otherwise she would not have had the opportunity to embark on this path of true name. If Monia didn't know that the path of her true name was actually a piece of the soul fragment of a legendary mage, then she would have seen so many mission strategies in her previous life.

It's just that Monia is still confused about what it wants to test with soul fragments.

Just as she was still pondering the meaning of the existence of the True Name Path, the legendary mage's voice rang in her ears.

"What I saw, you saw; I've been there, and you've been there. The legendary mage's voice was full of vicissitudes, and he couldn't hear a trace of care for life, and he was lifeless, "You can already say a lot about coming here, so I just hope you don't live up to my inheritance." ”

After hearing this, Monia turned around, but saw nothing, as if what she had just appeared was just a burst of auditory hallucinations.

But apparently not.

"The legacy of Hormonex?" Chewing on the legendary mage's last message, Monia was a little distracted. In her memory, she had never been passed down by a legendary mage. Not to mention inheritance, she didn't get any non-perceptual benefits, and on the material level, she got nothing.

So what does that last sentence mean?

The inheritance of the spirit? That's too empty.

Monia pondered, feeling more and more that the anomalies in the trial had caused her to skip several scenes, causing the trial to undergo unknowable changes, which could have caused her to miss out on the legendary mage's legacy.

It's a shame.

Not to mention the heartache, Monia just felt a little sorry. I have gained enough in this path of true name, and the legacy left by the legendary mage is only the path of the legendary mage. And now that she has decided to go out of her own way, compared to what she has gained on the road of her heart, although the inheritance is precious, it is not crucial.

On the path of a mage, the only one you can rely on in the end is yourself.

With that in mind, Monia watched as the trial space dissipated.

It made her a little uneasy, and she didn't see the person behind it all the time. She didn't know if it was the legendary mage who had arranged any backhand, but now she felt that it was like a novel and anime in her previous life, when the Great Demon King had not been defeated, and she was still playing soy sauce but the whole play was over, and it seemed that it was far from the end.

It's a terrible feeling.

However, compared to it, it is even worse......

"The path of the real name should be over, but ...... How should I leave this world now? ”

In a world of nothingness, Monia sighed.

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