Chapter 167: Spiritual Realm

In the hustle and bustle of Los Angeles, the sky is scorching with the sun, the air is filled with the smell of melted asphalt and the exhaust fumes of cars, in front of the bar of a café called Dolem,

Lan Ze sat quietly in the middle, Voldemort and High Priest Immorton sat next to Lan Ze with solemn expressions, and their eyes were firmly fixed on Lan Ze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The air seemed to be heavy, Lan Ze didn't care about the two, but stared at a Big Mac burger in front of his table, in front of the table of the three people, there was a Big Mac burger, Lan Ze smiled, picked up the Big Mac burger, and swallowed it in a big gulp, the Big Mac burger seemed to have been made a long time ago, whether it was the bread crust on the outside or the meatloaf on the inside, it was already cold, this was not a very good harvest of food, for Lan Ze, who could taste the world's top food at any time, this kind of food was even extremely cheap, But Lan Ze ate very happily, and even didn't let go of the fat on his fingers.

There was no one else in the restaurant except for the three people, and Immorton sensed through his mana that not only this coffee house, but in fact the entire street and the entire city were empty, and the strange atmosphere in the air made Immorton feel irritable, and his fierce eyes glared at Lan Ze: "Damn, what the hell is this?" Why are we here! ”

Lan Ze glanced at Immorton and pointed to the Big Mac burger on the other party's table with a smile: "Don't ask, try this, I think you will like the taste." ”

Voldemort looked around cautiously, his magic power was highly condensed, and his slender palm clenched the magic staff, as long as there was the slightest mistake, a fatal blow to the wizarding world would shoot.

Immorton looked at Lan Ze angrily: "We're not here to eat, damn it, why can't I attack you?" What kind of witchcraft is this? ”

Everything around is normal, except for no one in the whole of Los Angeles, and all the energy is imprisoned, the two people have no other discomfort, and the two of them do not feel fear, because Lan Ze is also powerless, but the two of them feel the strangeness in the air, you must know that the last moment the three of them were still on a bloody dirt slope in the suburbs of New York, but the next moment they actually appeared in a coffee house in Los Angeles, with three Big Mac burgers on the table.

The two of them swore that there were no fluctuations in magic, mana, or witchcraft around them, but how to explain the sudden change in the style of painting in front of them?

Lan Ze swallowed the last bite of the burger, burped with satisfaction, looking at the cautious looks of the two, a smug smile hung on the corner of Lan Ze's mouth: "This is my world, or our world, this is the world reflected by my heart and spiritual power." Here, all the magic and mana will disappear, and the shackles of the body will disappear here, and only our mental power can stay here,"

Lan Ze pointed at the corners of the two with a smile on his lips: "I can't defeat you, I know very well that since you can come to me, it means that at least ninety percent sure you can kill me, which makes my situation very passive, which is very unfair, so I used a small trick to level our starting line." ”

I wiped the corners of my mouth with a napkin, and finally looked at this coffee house with nostalgia: "This is the place I remember the most in my heart, and it is also the most important turning point in my life." ”

When the napkin landed on the plate, a pitch-black crack began to spread around, spreading to the surroundings at a very fast speed, the world shattered, an invisible force shattered the coffee shop, and the whole of Los Angeles was instantly annihilated by a force.

In a trance, the sight of the three people changed again, but this time it became Immorton who stood in the middle, and the surrounding environment also changed from the bustling and hot Los Angeles to an antique secluded mountain village, a few wisps of cooking smoke rose, and the ancient mountain village came from a childish nursery rhyme, a man and a woman walked from a distance holding hands, and the white and tender little feet stepped on the clear river water, and the innocent silver bell laughter rang in the ears of the three people.

Beside this branch of the Nile, the little boy looked at the little girl seriously, his eyes were pure, and he called out immaturely: "Aksuna, will you marry me?" I will protect you for the rest of your life. ”

The little girl smiled sweetly and kissed the little boy affectionately: "Brother Immorton, I am willing." Aksuna is willing to be your bride! ”

The air is filled with innocence and sweetness,

Immorton's fingers trembled slightly, looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Immorton's heart was sour, and a bitterness permeated Immorton's heart, Aksuna, this simple name, made Immorton feel as heavy as a mountain.

A clear tear slipped from the corner of Immorton's eye, and Immorton didn't know why he was crying, he hadn't shed a tear for three thousand years. After a long time, Immorton looked up at the sky, the sky was bright and clear, just like his former self, and whispered softly in his throat: "For many years, I have to forget what she was like when she was a child." Lan Ze, can you tell me, how did you do it? ”

Lan Ze shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "A small trick that requires special talent to learn, but Immorton you really surprised me, I originally thought that among the three of us, your mental power was either the strongest or the weakest, but I didn't expect that the weakest was actually Voldemort." ”

"Mental power? Strength? What does this mean exactly? Voldemort frowned at Lan Ze.

Lan Ze looked at Voldemort with pity: "You can take everything we see now as an opening scene, as for its order?" It is ranked according to the strength of each person, unfortunately, mine is the strongest, yours is the weakest! ”

The power of annihilation reappeared, and the black rift once again wiped out everything. The secluded mountain village was instantly turned into pieces, and was disintegrated under the strange power in the air, watching the little girl disappear little by little in his sight, Immorton's body trembled slightly, and a trace of murder and regret flashed in his eyes inexplicably.

The three of them disappeared again, their sights changed again and again, Voldemort stood between the two, his body stiffened, and the strong murderous intent and resentment even made Lan Ze and Immorton feel stunned, the two looked curiously at the changing picture in their sights, this time they came to an orphanage in the style of the mid-nineteenth century architecture in England, a thin and pale little boy was huddled tightly in the dimly lit corner, and the surrounding sky was densely filled with countless illusory and hateful faces.

"Monster!" "Don't play with him!" "Shoot him!" "A wild child without a father" "An unlucky ghost abandoned by his mother!" These harsh, snarky words were shouted in an almost childlike voice from the mouths of the illusory faces around them.

The killing intent around Voldemort had almost materialized, and Lan Ze even felt the rich crimson halo emerge around Voldemort, which made people instinctively think of ominous.

The little boy shrunk in fear, shivering, a huge basilisk swam around the little boy, the little boy's clear pupils slowly dimmed, the light in the air gradually disappeared, the once bright eyes were eroded by the darkness, a pair of eyes were as black as ink, and the black mist wandered around the little boy, exuding an unsettling atmosphere.

When the darkness covered the world, the next moment a sound like glass shattering appeared in the ears of the three of them.

The darkness disappeared and the three were separated.

Lan Ze turned into a bronze-skinned giant, with a red body, strong muscles, eight-pack abdominal muscles, and a hideous demon tattoo on his chest flashed with fierce light, and a wild aura spread on Lan Ze's body. The arms were wrapped in a pale golden bone deck, like a pair of fist gloves. Behind him was the equally huge coffee house, and the hot air of Los Angeles spread around, occupying nearly half of the surrounding space in an instant.

Immorton turned into a slightly smaller giant, dressed in ancient Egyptian-style gold armor, holding a shield in one hand with a beautiful woman inscribed on it, and a golden scythe sword in the other, with a river entwined in it. Leaning on the green hills behind him, a clear river surrounds Immorton, and two children who can't see it clearly play in the flowing water, and Immorton occupies most of the remaining space.

Voldemort stood quietly in front of the door of the orphanage, surrounded by a thick black fog, a large black snake surrounded Voldemort, countless hideous faces floated behind Voldemort, thousands of crimson bloody hands twisted at Voldemort's feet, and the remaining half of the place was like a ghost! (To be continued.) )