Chapter 46 never died

Are you going to die?

Monia sighed softly as she stared at the golden palm that fell from the sky and covered the entire space. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The difference in strength is too great, and the incarnation of the gods is at least a powerhouse at the level of an archmage, even if the other party has been injured, he can still crush a high-level mage. With her current strength as a low-level mage, there was no way to stop the opponent's attack, and there were no items that could help her get out of this area.

Is that the only way it ends?

Clenching her fists unwillingly, Monia could only watch as the golden giant palm poured down, accounting for more and more of her eyes. An unprecedented sense of helplessness gripped her heart, and her body involuntarily trembled in the face of death, closing her eyes, tears squeezing out of the corners of her eyes.

Don't want to die.

I don't want to die without doing anything.

I don't want to see my mentor's tearful eyes, I don't want Ani and Weina to grieve for her, I don't want to break my appointment with Siyi, and I don't want to leave Fana and Lier alone and miserable.

I don't want to leave the world empty-handed.

But just thinking about it doesn't serve any purpose. Her subjective will was completely unable to change the objective facts, and the difference in strength between her and the incarnation of the gods was like an abyss. The two sides are not of the same magnitude at all, and the spell she has been accumulating for a long time is likely to be dispelled by the other party with just a wave of his hand, and the opponent may break her bones with a casual blow.

It was an unequal encounter, and the outcome was arguably predestined from the start.

Monia was a little desperate, all she could do was the Ring of Deception and the spells on the escape dagger, and other spells were not even a trick in front of the gods. After all, she is only a low-level mage now, only the lowest level in the mage queue, and she is not at the same level as the gods who are high up in the world, and in the eyes of the other party, she is not essentially different from an ant.

If there is one, it is potential.

However, before the potential is transformed into strength, no matter how strong the potential is, it is useless.

Monia quietly waited for death to come, she had already experienced it once in her previous life, so it was not a stranger - it was a terrifying feeling that consciousness was completely ** into a darkness, no one wanted to experience a second - the loss of five senses, even the existence of oneself could not be felt, the world was lonely, only the faint consciousness was left to sink deeper and deeper in the endless darkness, deeper and deeper, until the complete annihilation of consciousness.

However, the expected pain did not come.

Puzzled, Monia opened her eyes: it seemed to be a reflection of her death, and everything in front of her fell into a standstill, whether it was the drifting dust or the light of the gods, in her eyes fell into complete stagnation.

Could it be that I would recall the experience of a lifetime in the moments before I died?

Monia remembered the rumors of her previous life, and smiled dumbly, which was a helpless bitter smile, but it was this burst of laughter that made her suddenly stand still, and she stretched out her hands in front of her eyes blankly, and then rubbed her eyes vigorously.

Yes, rubbed his eyes vigorously.

If it was a return to the light, it would be impossible for her body to move in reality, but now she could hear her helpless wry laughter, and she could raise her hands, if it wasn't a dream, then what was going on.

"What happened?"

She muttered to herself, staring at the god frozen in the void, at the hideous expression he had condensed at the end, and stuck out her tongue.

"This guy dares to make a move on such a cute little Monia," to her surprise, a clear female voice sounded in this golden space, "so I imprisoned him, these bastards wandering in the Void World are the most hateful, full of intrigue and violence, it's really terrible." ”

The voice seemed to belittle the gods of the Outlands as worthless, but what made Monia more concerned was her overly familiar tone. It seems to be an existence that knows herself, but she has no impression of this voice at all, and there has never been a strong person in her memory who can easily imprison the god clone.

But the other party should not be lying, that familiar tone does not seem to be fake, and the other party should have no reason to lie.

"You ......"

After much hesitation, she asked.

"I am?" The other party's tone was a little puzzled, and then a laugh suddenly came out, "That's right, you don't recognize me like this, wait a while." ”

Although it was said that she would wait for a while, in the blink of an eye, a black-haired girl with burgundy eyes in a silver-white gauze dress appeared in front of her. Monia raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her in a daze, a spontaneous sense of intimacy came to her heart, and she couldn't help but say in an almost dreamlike tone: "Mom......"

"Mom?" The girl shook her head with a laughing expression, and was about to speak, when she suddenly stopped, put her finger to her lips, made a booing motion, and then waved her hand slightly, hiding her in the gap in the void.

Then the world "came alive" in an instant.

Time has resumed its flow.

The avatar of the deity paused in the air for a moment, then retreated sharply.

"Do you still want to run away? I can see the stab you stabbed Julius in the back very clearly, Tonatius, and I still remember it vividly. The girl let out a voice full of anger and hostility, stretched out her white palm, and made a pulling motion in the void, "Do you think that in this world, you can escape my palm?" ”

The speed of the golden streamer transformed by the god is extremely fast, but the power of the black-haired and red-eyed girl seems to act on the entire space, no matter how fast the god incarnates is, while he is fleeing into the distance, the space he is in is retreating, and in Monia's eyes, there is even the illusion that he is constantly approaching here.

The incarnation of the gods probably also realized the problem, gave up the futile struggle, and was detained in front of the girl's phantom along with the space around him. He conjured up a face, staring at the girl in front of him with a slightly frightened and incredulous expression.

"You...... Still alive? ”

For the first time, Monia heard a trilling in the voice of the deity incarnate.

"Of course I'm alive, or rather, I'm not dead at all."

The girl's phantom replied, the message revealed in her words that made the avatar of the god nearly collapse.

"Can't they kill you?"

He asked in an almost roaring manner, and the girl's phantom frowned slightly, and responded in a cold tone, "I'm sorry, I don't need to answer this question. ”

"Well," the Divine Avatar said in a voice that was hard to hear, as he seemed to calm his excitement slightly, "since I have encountered this earth-shattering secret, it seems that I am destined to not be able to leave here alive today. Reincarnation in the spirit world of Hormone for thousands of years seems to give my little incarnation some thoughts that I shouldn't have, but unfortunately, my short life is about to return to nothingness. ”

"You are indeed not the same as the Tonatiu I know." The girl's phantrum raised her eyebrows, "However, you are the embodiment of Tonatiu, and that is enough to justify your death. ”

"It's interesting to be born because of the deity and die because of the deity." The god avatar smiled, but she didn't know why Monia felt her laughter slightly sad, "Before I die, I want to ask you one last question, why did you make a move on me?" I am just a small, dissipating incarnation. When I fall here, the deity will not hurt the root at all, and even because of my fall, I will pay attention to this place that I should not have had. ”

"The reason is simple," replied the Maiden Phantom, "that you intend to hurt Monia, and this is the bottom line that I cannot tolerate. ”

"Monia?" The name was somewhat familiar to the god avatar, and he remembered where he had heard it, but the black-haired red-eyed girl's phantom had not given him time to think, and had already raised his hand, and then pressed it hard. In his eyes, which were still a little puzzled, he turned into a point of light in the sky.

Until the end of his life, He still didn't remember where He had heard the name.

"Huh?" The girl's phantom eyes rippled, and under her gaze, the points of light that the gods had turned into seemed to be drawn by some invisible connection, surging towards the gap in the void where she hid Monia, pouring into her soul, nourishing her soul, "This is interesting, is it called Hormonex?" There are really some means. ”

She didn't stop the influx of light, but only frowned slightly, looking thoughtful.

But this expression didn't last long, the golden space was torn apart by some incomparable force, and above the crack in the void, a pair of pale golden eyes formed by illusion looked up at everything in the world.

"Tonatiu."

The girl's phantom bit her lip lightly and whispered to herself.

Even Monia, hidden in the cracks of the void, could feel her suppressed intense emotions.

The god's eyes lingered in this golden space for a long time, and finally let out a cold snort above the sky, dissipating into nothingness.

I don't know why, but the god's eyes never glanced at the girl's phantom, as if she didn't exist at all.

"I'll pay back the wounds that Julius has suffered."

Her cold expression only flickered, and she looked at where Monia was, and there was only tenderness in her burgundy eyes.

ps: The reason why the god incarnation didn't remember Monia was that he didn't take it too seriously, what he really cared about was Hormone, and Monia was also the successor of Hormone. Another reason is that the other party is too fast, and he is directly annihilated.

PS2: This volume is almost over, and there are about two or three chapters to wrap up.

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