Chapter 161: Dread Witch - Lillian
Thirty meters with Vivian as the center, all the qiē stood still.
But the qiē outside the wizard tower has not changed at all, the cold wind is still howling, and all the qiē are normal. Goliath sat motionless, her lips slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, but the whole person looked like a puppet, and even her eyes were completely still. Opposite her was a completely motionless black shadow, enveloped in a twisted shadow, and a look of horror could be faintly seen.
Vivien's petite figure fluttered to the ground, her hands darting to cast spells, and a series of notes came out of her mouth.
This is the oldest demon language!
A language with special powers, and a major component of Blasphemy, a part of which can only be mastered by certain powerful demon lords and fallen gods. This language is also very valuable knowledge in the abyss, from the appearance of the abyss to the present, only one legendary Cun Zài can speak these languages in full, she is the oldest demon, and the first succubus in the world, of course, it was not called a succubus at that time, and even the Baloyan Demon has not yet appeared. There is no record of her name for a long time, only that even if the Succubus Queen stands in front of her, she needs to humbly bow her head and call her "Lady of Pain".
This is a very eccentric being.
Anyone who worships her, serves her, and treats her as a god, whoever she is, will be mercilessly killed by her!
She is one of the legendary incarnations of the Abyss, a god who can kill powerful gods without any priesthood, and the only one who is believed to possess a 'great divinity'. [Notes: Not a great power.] 】
A being who has no godhead and no divine power, no one knows what is in her heart.
Once she went into chaos. But then it went into order.
She is an eternal neutral!
The Lady of Pain still stands in the middle of the multiverse, watching the entire universe change. However, her realm is no longer open to outsiders, and no one has been able to enter her realm for three thousand years.
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Vivien casts spells for a long time.
A barrage of ancient demonic words came out of her mouth. At the same time, the space in front of him began to distort, as if time and space were shattered, and the space in front of him began to collapse, cracking like fragments, and a fault in time and space appeared. Then she stretched out her little white hand and took out one of the fragments from this dark and deep space-time rift, which turned into a long sword, almost taller than her entire person.
- "Destroy the Miè Demon Sword!" Legendary Spells
Vivien's tiny hand held a long, narrow magic sword. It was not a weapon made of matter, but a fragment of space-time extracted, which was only the appearance of an external appearance transformed into a sword. She raised the Demon Sword with both hands and waved it, as if she felt a little unaccustomed, and pursed her lips slightly, muttering, "Sure enough, the whip is easier to use." ”
The magic sword touched the ground a little.
Because she was so short, the ground under her feet was directly decomposed, revealing sword marks that were nearly three inches deep, and there was no substance in the sword marks. There wasn't even a trace of dust, and anything that came into contact with the ruined sword was decomposed. She flew over with the narrow sword of destruction in her hand, and came directly to the hand of despair, and in front of her was a still puppet. There is no movement at all. As if she were smashing a toy, she slashed it with a messy technique, splitting the desperate hand in front of her in half in an instant!
Time begins to recover.
A still wind blew through the window. As if it were a separate space, it began to connect with the outside world, even though thirty seconds had passed. However, the one in it was still thirty seconds old, except for a slight change as Vivien moved. The hand of despair had a glimmer of light in his eyes. He seemed to want to do something, but there was already a crack in his chest, no blood gushed out, and all the material that came into contact with the sword was broken.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the whole person had dissipated like dust!
The body of the Hand of Despair gradually collapsed, and the flesh turned into powder as it collapsed, and finally when Vivien withdrew the sword of destruction in her hand, only a little black dust remained on the ground, as if it were some special material structure. The Sword of Destruction is not capable of decomposing all matter, and any matter it touches is subject to an extremely high immunity (Legendary difficulty), and if it can't be passed, it will be destroyed and decomposed directly, whether you are a Legendary Profession or a Sage walking in the mortal world.
Any object that is not in the form of pure energy must be forcibly subjected to the dismantling judgment of the Destruction Sword.
This is the ruined miè magic sword.
One of the strongest legendary spells in the Plastic system, it can crush and destroy most matter, including other legendary equipment!
Only the artifact can make hard contact with the ruined magic sword.
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Golia's mind was still thirty seconds ago, she didn't know what had happened in those thirty seconds, but when she recovered, the desperate hand that had cornered her was dead, and in front of her was Vivien, who had a somewhat disgruntled expression, and the little girl muttered something softly, as if to say, "Damn! …… It's been transformed into a shadow form! …… I knew that I would throw a soul imprisonment first! ……”
While she said this.
On the Shadow Plane, in an ancient and gloomy basement, a distorted shadow suddenly appeared, and then the distorted shadow turned into a human form, and then turned into the form of a desperate hand again. However, all the equipment on his body had disappeared, and he could only see a vague body composed of shadow energy, his expression seemed to be a little angry, he stood up and looked around, then walked to a certain jumping flame, and said slowly: "The first Fear Divine Son has completely awakened!" …… She ruined my body! …… I had to reconstruct my body once! ……”
Inside the tower.
Goliath stood up with some difficulty, she looked at Vivien in the form of a demon in front of her, and muttered, "You! …… Vivien! ……”
The little girl turned her head a little dissatisfied, looked at her with wide eyes, pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "I was not Vivian!" ”
"My name is Lillian!"
"I am the most powerful of the Witch of Fear! ……”
After saying that, she turned around and left directly, the momentum on her body was still very strong one moment ago, as if she was a high-ranking demon lord, but the next moment she controlled the trumpet version of the demon wings behind her to tremble slightly, as if she was a succubus that had not grown up yet, and she looked a little wolf and swayed and flew up. It was the magic power that had just been suspended in the air, and now she was actually flying, using the pair of demonic wings behind her, but it seemed that her appearance was very clumsy, and people were worried that she would accidentally fall.
It seems that she has not fully learned to control her wings, and her petite body is quite funny when she sways in the air!
Whether she's Vivien or Lillian, she doesn't seem to have grown up yet.
Golia stood up with her injuries, the toxins in her body had been partially eliminated by the spell, she looked at Vivien, who had flown out of the wizard's tower, and said weakly, "You...... Where are you going? ……”
"Nonsense!"
The little girl who was a little swaying in the sky turned her head, glanced at her and pouted: "Of course I want to kill those fearful gods, if you don't kill them, will you wait for those guys to become stronger and stronger to come and kill me?" …… I'm not that stupid and idiot! …… When I kill them all, I'm the Dreadgod of Demons! ……”
"That's right! …… If my brother comes to me, you can tell him that I will come back after killing all those miscellaneous pieces, and I will prepare a big gift for him! ……”
The little girl's face was full of spirit, as if the other fearful gods were all wiped out with a wave of her hand!
It's a pity that no matter how high-spirited she is and how arrogant she is, she still looks like a fluttering young bird when she flies out, and she flies for a long time to be more than ten meters away, and the demon wings behind her are too small, as if they haven't grown yet, and they are not as domineering as those other high-level demons after they open up!
Maybe she felt that she was going to fly to the end of the world, the little girl muttered dissatisfiedly, and then raised her little hand to open a portal.
Then she stepped into the portal and disappeared directly in front of Golia's eyes.
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A location of several hundred kilometers from the Wizard's Tower.
A black portal suddenly appeared in the sky, and then Vivien's petite figure walked out of it, she fluttered her demon wings a little funny, and after flying a little distance, she puffed her little face and fell to the ground staggeringly, and at the same time dissatisfied: "What a fool and an idiot!" …… Growing up so slowly! …… It's useless to die! ……”
The little girl staggered and fell.
As she got closer and closer to the ground, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and at the same time touched herself with her little hand, muttering, "Why do you feel that your strength is getting less and less?" …… That's not right! …… The power is still there! ……”
"Ahh It's over! ”
"All the power went to that idiot and idiot! …… How so! …… How could I not compete with that idiot and idiot? …… Isn't she devoid of divinity at all? ……”
"Don't! ……”
"Don't go back! …… It's pitch black inside! …… A sucker! …… Idiot! …… Bastard! …… Let me out! ……”
"I'll be back! ……”
Thump.
Vivien, who had just landed on the ground at a height of about ten meters, suddenly fell rapidly, the demon wings behind her gradually dissipated, the demonic tattoos under her earlobes also disappeared, and her small body fell directly into a lake, and there was a ripple when the water splashed.
……………… (To be continued......)