Chapter 635: The Butterfly Effect, Meeting on a Narrow Road
This way of easily destroying the world, its difficulty in achieving is low, it is a one-ring spell with two specializations, and the second-ring spell slot after the super demon is enough.
In other words, as long as it is customized, a level 3 mage can achieve 3 cold damage for all creatures within a radius of 500 kilometers.
Therefore, Zhao Xu was a little emotional when he read this hidden text in ancient times in the floating legend library.
It's no wonder that these two specialties from the Frost Lands have disappeared from history.
Learning this kind of thing is like a child holding a daughter through the city.
Even he suspected that everyone who learned these two specialties was on the list of the goddess of magic, being watched vigilantly.
So even if Zhao Xu reached level 10 at this time, he obtained a super magic specialty through the level 2 spell guard, he still didn't choose the specialty of "Frost Burning Spell".
The danger made him stay away.
If you really want to use it, I'm afraid that you will be hit by the divine power on the spot and die.
And Zhao Xu really did the words of this trick used by Arthur.
Until he masters the "selective spells" of the Spell Guard, deciding which races are not harmed or which races are harmed, any use of this trick will be the result of killing both friend and foe.
Even if he uses it and leaks the implementation method with a low threshold, the consequences of that will be more serious.
Without even thinking about it, Arthur's will will be corrected on the spot.
After thinking about it, Zhao Xu was in this dream world, so he could let it go so boldly.
In an instant, a cold aura created by the frost erupted from Zhao Xu's hand.
The cold qi visible to the naked eye spread violently around his position, like the barrier that represents the poisonous gas in the game of eating chicken, rushing directly towards the distance, towards the end of this world.
In the middle of summer, when the hot day is at the head, the temperature and humidity in the air make pedestrians on the road sweat after only a few steps, and they just want to go back and hide in the air-conditioned room to spend the summer.
However, at this time, a biting cold wind blew directly in the air, and the original sweat directly turned into a white mist, and the cold killing intent officially descended on this land.
Passers-by, who were still walking, suddenly felt the cold hairs all over their bodies, and then raised their heads in surprise, thinking that there was no hail or cold rain.
It's just that the next moment, the whole person fell into stiffness, as if frozen into a refrigerator, and the flesh completely lost its temperature and became numb.
Zhao Xu looked at the world in this dream with indifferent eyes.
He wants to use the equivalent of death to test the possibility of breaking through this possible dream.
In an instant, the entire street, cold, stiff, and falling to the ground occurred one after another, these ordinary people from another world line in Zhao Xu's dream.
All fell to the ground because of one of his breakthrough experiments and never woke up again.
Even if he poured a pot of boiling water into the termite nest, the lives killed were not more than Zhao Xu could see with just his eyes at the moment.
Not to mention the sudden loss of life because of this? Straight down into the chaos? All kinds of shrill beeps rang out.
But there was no crying or groaning.
All life is at the moment when the retrieval wave of urban positioning is sent out? With the power of frost with a frost spell? In an instant, all life in the dream realm was obliterated.
And this scale of hundreds of kilometers has made this land lose all vitality.
Knowing that these lives are not real? Zhao Xu still felt a trace of "palpitations" from the depths of his heart.
These are completely different feelings from him playing Plague Inc.
At that time, he watched those lives disappear, just a simple number jumping and the global map turning red.
But this moment? It was as if he felt hundreds of millions of souls drifting up.
Even if you know it's not true? I still feel a tingling sensation on my scalp.
It's a real kind of killing.
However, Zhao Xu, who completed this "killing", was full of coldness and chill in his eyes at this time, and he did not have the joy of suddenly completing the great initiative and verifying the actual effect.
From the day he became a mage, he felt it more and more? As your abilities grow? the closer to the realm of "inhuman".
The affairs of the mortal world seem to be out of the scale of his attention.
He's like a husband who works as a shopkeeper at home, he doesn't have to worry too much about anything, he just goes with the flow.
In the next second, Zhao Xu's feet tiptoed slightly? The whole person disappeared straight into the dead spire.
The power of teleportation to manipulate and tear through space, allowing him to cross the distance between countless cities on Earth on the spot? It is like having the work of shrinking the land into inches, and a step is across nearly 100 kilometers.
Traveling, which is a thing that consumes time and energy for ordinary people? In Zhao Xu's eyes, it became as smooth as watching a big-screen movie.
But it also made him suddenly see the scenes of tens of millions of people and billions of deaths.
Death at this moment? It becomes as natural as breathing.
The faces of countless lives before they died? Like a timeless picture? It is deeply engraved in Zhao Xu's mind.
It shows him the last withering of life.
Yet after all this happened, the world remained intact.
Even Zhao Xu was aware that countless places on the earth had already sensed this vacuum of life, but it would take at least a few hours for them to arrive and investigate everything that had happened before releasing it.
It's just that he doesn't care anymore at this moment, because he already feels something different.
Although Lux took the fragments of the "Death Godhead" with him, the imprint of the former Godhead is still deeply engraved in his body.
At the moment when the "wave of the undead" broke out on the earth, Zhao Xu suddenly burst out to stop it, desperately performing miracles, begging for the gift of the goddess of magic, Sislvina.
It's also a defense.
At that time, it really evolved, maybe he would become a god of death in the wilderness.
"I suddenly know who you are."
At this time, Zhao Xu was suspended in mid-air, and this piece of heaven and earth was already lifeless, like a dead autumn day.
"It's just that I'm curious, why would you suddenly change the original established curve and intervene in this conflict after the lichs did appear?"
"What should I call you?"
"Humane paradise?"
"Or, which of the Grim Reaper?"
Suddenly, the skyline in front of me suddenly rippled.
The sea of clouds in the sky seemed to suddenly become black and oppressive, as if countless black thick ink had been sprinkled, smeared layer by layer.
The thunder roared, the sea of clouds swept directly across the lightning, and the blue-purple light shone in the sky, reflecting the city below and the plains and hills.
In an instant, a thunderbolt struck Zhao Xu, and it was extremely fierce.
But Zhao Xu's expression remained unchanged, and he just silently made a gesture to cast a spell, ready to respond.
The next moment, the "Humanitarian Paradise" in Zhao Xu's arms ejected out on the spot and fell into the baptism of lightning.
It wasn't until the eardrum-numbing sizzling sound was over that the "Humane Heaven" sword condensed into the void.
It directly let out a buzzing sound, "How do you know it's mine?" β
"I haven't shown any flaws from beginning to end, and even helped you awaken the footwork of the Raven faction, why do you still doubt me?"
"And I'm sure that from the beginning to just now, you didn't doubt my thoughts, and the power of death you received from the sky later has little to do with me, why did you suddenly wake up."
In this regard, Zhao Xu couldn't help but stick his waist.
"The reason is simple."
"I'm the only one who has detected the lich. They weren't strong enough to stir up the game, but they were still stirred up. β
Zhao Xu said vaguely, but he understood that the other party understood.
"Oh, since the lich didn't play out according to the script, you suspect me of messing with the situation?"
Humanity Heaven on the other side spoke.
"That's right. I suspect someone borrowed a chicken to lay an egg. You must know that my prophecies and divination spells go straight to the goddess of magic, Sislvina. β
"That doesn't mean anything!" The long sword said in a muffled voice.
"So obviously the divine power of the goddess saw me fighting with the lich, but in the end it didn't happen." Saying that, Zhao Xu raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever played chess?" Divination prophecies are essentially a game of chess based on the current situation, so they cannot be detached from reality. β
"But the moment the lich appeared, it was the final checkmate stage in chess, and playing Go was the end of the official. At this time, everything is a grasshopper after the autumn, and it can't turn over. You're going to tell me that you suddenly decided to borrow the Lich's hand? β
At this time, the "Paradise of Humanity", which has witnessed countless years, understood, "So if you want to intervene, you can only intervene before the chess game begins." β
"That is, if I want to do it, I must start the layout the moment you see the prophecy."
"That is, through this, you guessed that I actually read your memory, so you learned about the existence of the 'prophecy' through this."
"That's right." Zhao Xu nodded, talking to smart people is convenient.
"But I obviously didn't feel it!" At this time, Humane Heaven made an incredible sound.
"I know you can sense my mind, so I deliberately don't think about it." Zhao Xu shook his head, "I can still be broken with the Hidden Eye, so the only possibility is that it is actually within the protection range of the Hidden Eye, that is, my magic items." β
"This?"
Don't think about it? But can you finally deduce it silently?
In this regard, Zhao Xu also has a trace of depression.
In his previous life, his family was ruined, and while wandering around, he was also collecting information about the black dragon.
So this is destined for Zhao Xu, who can't give up on himself like some decadents, drink to kill his sorrows and sleep to live.
But when I am awake, I have to face this deep pain, this pain that can only be erased with time.
Therefore, during that time, Zhao Xu practiced an ability to deliberately "think" about one thing without superficial thinking.
In the dark, he still relied on this ability to guess the target without thinking.
It's like when he recites a text in school, he reads a sentence and then he doesn't think about it, he forgets it.
Then rely on instinctive thinking and recite it. This kind of efficiency may seem unpleasant, but it allows him to often memorize the text on the first and second occasions, and he doesn't have to worry about forgetting it the next day.
"Since I'm telling you how I found you, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"
At this time, Zhao Xu was not in a hurry at all, but full of grace.
"I'm still a little curious, why are you able to connect me to death? Obviouslyβ"
"Obviously you're an ancient weapon with a long sword? Don't forget that you were originally in the form of a heavy sword, so before that, it's not surprising that you were a scythe or something, right? β
"You're right."
At this moment, the other party's humanitarian paradise also became calm.
"Then let me introduce myself, I am indeed called Humane Paradise, yes, my last master was the former elven god Ke Ruilong."
"Later, I became the weapon of the Grim Reaper, so it's not a very strange thing for you to see me in the state of the long sword at this moment."
The Elven Lord God Corellon, a powerful divine power whose history can also be traced back to the primeval period.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xu couldn't help but recall the accurate description he saw the other party in the legendary library-
Corellon Larysian, creator and protector of the elves, has a priesthood ranging from magic, High Elf magic, music, art, and crafts to poetry and poets.
Legend has it that the Elven race is born from the blood of him and the orc god of war, mixed with the tears of the trinity, the goddess of abundance, "Angris", who also represents the three moons of Arthur's night sky.
Compared with "Ernest", who once crowned the whole of Arthur, the history of the elven god Corellon really runs through the whole Arthur.
His Majesty's first wife, Aroshi, is another powerful divine power of Arthur at present, Queen Rose. The other party was banished into the bottomless abyss by Corellon in the first place, and was named the Tanari Demon.
Hearing this, Zhao Xu's scalp was a little numb.
From this point of view, the "ancient weapon" is the protective color of the "humanitarian paradise" in front of us.
said that it was an artifact, and it was a bit insulting to the other party's identity.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xu couldn't help but complain about the level of hot potato that the old man was undefeated and lost to himself.
"Don't worry."
At this time, "Humane Heaven" smiled, "Since Ernest severed my relationship with the main god of the elves, my relationship with him has not been so deep, otherwise I would not have become a weapon of death." β
Saying that, Humane Heaven let out a bitter voice, "But I don't have any ill will towards you, the main thing is that I found that the footsteps of the god of death are approaching this underground, so I hurriedly used the power of the demon king's device to pull you into this dream." β
"Death?"
"That's right, or rather, it should be the back hand it has leftβa resurrectable body. Although after the resurrection, he is not the real him. Therefore I must dare to intervene before I touch him, so that you do not encounter him. β
"Compared to the remnants of the godhead aura of death on your body, my former weapon attracts its attention even more."
But in my impression, the other party obviously didn't appear in the previous life?
At this time, Zhao Xu's heart was full of curiosity.
However, he soon understood.
This is really to blame on him, because the man who made the god of death was awakened by him.