Chapter 426: Law Transformation

Quietly standing in the open space in front of the mage tower, the previous analysis of the situation circulated in Donald's heart, and soon the situation was basically clear, and Donald's heart was calm and stable, without the slightest irritability and floating, and his mind was empty to the level that was most suitable for deep meditation, and there was no trace of distraction in his heart.

At this time, it is as if a drop of ink is dripping into a bowl of water, which not only causes a ripple, but also injects a new color into the bowl!

Silently, a faint spark the size of a firefly burned in the depths of Donald's soul.

This little spark burned quietly, although it was small and did not seem to have a trace of fluctuation, but it brought a big wave in the world of consciousness, and then there were also fluctuations in the law that could not be concealed in reality.

This is the process that all gods must go through, igniting the divine fire!

Divine fire, that is, the fire of rules, purifies and strengthens their divinity, using the calcination of the fire of laws to decompose and reorganize the soul and **, and transform it into a divine soul and a divine body, without completing this process, mortals will never be able to evolve into immortal creatures!

Although divine creatures have a long lifespan, generally hundreds or thousands of years, and the longest can even reach tens of thousands of years, their souls and lives are not endless, and they are far inferior to the demigod immortals who ignite the divine fire in terms of strength level and life form.

This point of Mars is the beginning of igniting the divine fire, but all creatures who can comprehend the rules of a certain aspect to a certain extent have the ability to ignite it, but whether it can continue is the key, which is how many legendary powerhouses who are at the peak of their strength are stuck on this threshold and dare not act, until the end of their lives will they take a risk, as a result, because the will is no longer firm, and the physical condition is far less than before, it is natural that there are more failures and fewer failures, and there are very few people who can ignite the divine fire in this situation.

Donald felt the spark within himself, and found that it was burning slowly and evenly and continuously with his own soul as fuel, and after each passing moment, the part of the soul that was spit out was not one out of ten, but it was a hundred times purer than before the burning, as if every thought was as clear and crystal as a crystal in the sun.

And the digested part of it is also turning into nourishment, constantly growing that little bit of divine fire, and transforming one's divine body.

Although the speed at which the divine fire burns is not fast, but no matter how strong his soul is, it is limited, Donald made a simple calculation, and came to the conclusion that in terms of the size of his soul, if the current burning speed is maintained, until the soul is burned out by the divine fire, it is estimated that it can support about seven hours, which sounds enough to complete the godhood, after all, Celt I successfully sealed the god and condensed a godhood, but it only took about a little time.

But for Donald, this little time is far from enough, because the Divine Fire is not fixed, and as more and more souls are burned, the Divine Fire itself is also growing, so that the speed of burning and transformation is getting faster and faster. You have to keep a balance between the two and not burn out your soul to ensure that the perfect transformation is complete.

Donald knows his own condition, whether it is physical or divinity, is far more powerful than the average god, which requires more time and strength to transform, if when the soul is burned out, the process of law transformation has not been completed, then igniting the divine fire will naturally fail, and at that time, the end of the god-sealing person will be ashes, leaving no trace in the world.

Even if there is a way to delay the end of destruction, it will become a half-dead existence, and there is no possibility of taking a step forward!

For this kind of crisis, it is not impossible for the gods to solve it, but whenever the gods begin to ignite the divine fire, all the intelligent beings with the connection of faith with them will feel it, and provide the gods with the power of faith This external force replaces the soul to ignite the divine fire, and maintains a longer time and faster speed of the law transformation process.

At this time, Donald also passed through the line of faith, as if he had crossed thousands of miles, and saw the scene of many "believers" who had reached different degrees of faith in themselves.

The souls of these believers seemed to be in the form of flames in his field of vision, some large and some small, the big ones were like torches, and the small ones were like matches, obviously the strength of spiritual power and the level of soul were different.

"Is this the fire of life—the concrete form of the soul?"

Just as Donald was observing the state of the souls of those "believers", a huge force rose from afar, converging towards the divine fire he was igniting, and the constantly converging power was mixed with the wishes and distractions of all beings, and the complex thoughts brought a great impact on his soul will, almost making Donald lost in it.

Fortunately, the Book of Truth shielded Donald's soul in time, clearing the distractions from these thoughts, leaving only the purest power of faith.

As if they knew that the existence they worshipped was about to become one of the immortals, these believers subconsciously prayed, unconsciously gathering the power of faith to the side of the god they believed in.

"It's dangerous!"

Donald knew that he couldn't resist the temptation, and now as long as he accepted this power, he could easily get through the process of law transformation and successfully ignite the divine fire, but he who had already been trained by his will was very strong, but he immediately sobered up, refused these help without hesitation, and ordered the Book of Truth to isolate all the power of faith and absorb and reserve it.

Then ignore everything in the outside world, and transmit the pure soul power that has been prepared long ago to the soul source little by little through the Book of Truth, replacing most of the soul body as the burning of the divine fire, to support the process of transforming the body by the law.

Just when Donald had survived the first thrill and made a smooth transition to the successful ignition of the divine fire, several powerful forces had already gathered outside of Dalaran.

And there are still unknown numbers of beings lurking in the shadows, always ready to take the opportunity to destroy the target and ignite the process of divine fire.

Although these people all know that the land of Dalaran is now ruled by a true god, they have all abandoned the fear of death and still choose to go here, obviously these people are either the so-called dead soldiers, or have a last resort.

There were twelve of them, and it should have been obvious that they were hiding outside the Twilight Forest, and even the new god of the Northlands could not be aware of them, apparently with an even more powerful means of concealment.

I saw a handsome and fair-skinned young man with a pseudo-feminine temperament in this group frowning and saying:

"Warden, are we really prepared to be the enemy of a true God, as the Pope said?"

The leader is a middle-aged man who looks like a kind scholar, but from the vicissitudes in his eyes, it can be seen that his actual age is probably much older than his appearance.

Just listen to this old man say:

"Oz, your concerns are correct, but this is an oracle from the Lord of Dawn himself, and it is not something we can disobey casually!"

Although the warden spoke of the Lord of the Dawn, there was no reverence in his demeanor for the true God that the priests believed in, as if he were referring to an old friend.

That's right, these twelve people are the killers sent by the Church of the Lord of Dawn, the most bloody and dark organization in the church, the most powerful twelve in the prison, known as the Twelve Inquisitors in its interior, but not long ago they lost one Bloody Hawk, and now there are only eleven people left, plus the most mysterious warden of the prison leader, this is enough for twelve.

The puppet lady who spoke was Deathrose Oz, one of the four imprisoned lords named after Bloody Hawke, who was known for her strange methods and feminine personality.

Oz the Death Rose, one of the four Imprisoned Lords, is still ranked above Hawke, behind the most powerful Archon Picas the Shadowless, and what he says is representative of most of the team.

"With your strength, you can already break away from the constraints of the church, why do you still serve in this dark and gloomy prison?

Before the warden could speak, a vague figure hidden in the shadows spoke:

"You don't understand, Oz, where do you think our strength comes from? If it weren't for the lives of those prisoners in the prison, we wouldn't have regained our original strength so quickly when we were forced to turn to the Lord of Dawn, and almost everyone had advanced a great notch!"

The one who spoke was Pipas the Shadowless, a disciple of the warden, who was faintly superior to the others in terms of strength and status. He has always been the leading big brother among the twelve adjudicators.

Death Rose Oz nodded and said: "I know this, but after we leave, at most our strength will be reduced, and then we will find a way to recover, anyway, we are all just the most superficial false believers, and the Pope before coming has already removed the prohibition in our bodies in order to show the reward for this dangerous mission, and the Lord of Dawn has not done anything in our bodies and souls again!"

"Didn't do anything......?"

Shadowless Pipas let out a sneer, and the other prison powerhouses couldn't help but feel bad when they heard this.

"Don't we know what the Lord of the Dawn has done?"

"Why does the great Lord of the Dawn have to do anything? From the day we affirm our faith and accept His power, we have become instruments in His hands, ready to be sacrificed and discarded at any time, and all the dirty work that is inconvenient for the Church to do is done by us.

"How so?"

The others said in disbelief.

"How could it not? Do you believe that as long as we leave now in the opposite direction of the target, no more than ten miles, we will be instantly burned by the holy flame ignited from our souls, and we will have to endure unspeakable pain before we die?"

The words of Ripas the Shadowless were like a basin of cold water with ice cubes poured on the heads of several of them, making them feel like they had fallen into an abyss and hell in an instant.

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