Nebulae suspended in the half-plane sky constantly change colors, refracting colorful aurora and turning the sky into a colorful palette.

The murmur of the sea breeze grew louder and louder, gradually turning into an earth-shattering roar, each roar stirring up huge waves that crashed furiously against the reef beneath the altar. It was like smashing this black boulder that had stood in the sea for thousands of years.

The entire half-plane vibrates, the nebula changes color, the waves crash on the shore, and the wind blows, echoing Constantine's true name.

Seeing this scene, Flender's heart was extremely shocked and shocked.

Only a spellcaster at the level of the Great Magus can access the laws of the plane and harness the magic power with the power of the rules, thus causing the effect of turning stars and landslides and cracking, which is a recognized truth throughout the ages.

He had seen more magnificent scenes in Faust, but at that time, Faust was already the peak of the entire plane, and his powerful magic power was even feared by the Abyss Demon King, and it was not surprising that he could cause movements that made the entire plane tremble.

However, the Constantine in front of him is obviously only a beginner-level crown magician, and he is still extremely far from the realm of the archmage, and it is countless levels worse than St. Faust back then, and if he wants to cause an abnormal change in the entire half-plane environment, he must use the power of the law, how can Constantine do it?

Flender couldn't figure this out.

He didn't know that this was due to Constantine's real name [Odin].

When Constantine unsealed the power of his true name and released the breath belonging to [Odin] to the outside world, under the altar, the fragment of an ancient artifact that had been sealed by Faust for thousands of years, after sensing the call of [Odin]'s true name, woke up from his slumber and began to show his power to the entire half-plane.

The vibration of the altar beneath his feet became more and more violent, and the stone pillars surrounding the altar trembled violently as if they had been struck by the hammer of the gods, cracking huge gaps one after another.

These pillars are made of unknown stone from the plane of Faust's gathering, and are as strong as the walls of Olympia, but they are extremely fragile at the moment.

In the face of the wisp of breath released by the artifact fragments, these stone pillars were no different from the cheese under the silver knives and forks.

The altar cracked silently, and a ray of light emerged from the crack, like a fountain of the ground.

In the sea around the altar, the deep blue waves roared and raged again, but this time, instead of swooping down on the reef, they surged in the opposite direction, as if they were fleeing in panic.

At this moment, in front of Constantine, there was a slender crystal pillar floating, and the crystal pillar that was more than one person tall was engraved with countless ancient and mysterious runes, reflecting a mysterious seven-colored luster.

This is what Faust called the fragment of an ancient artifact?

Constantine looked at the slender crystal pillar in front of him, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart, could this fragment be too big?

Suddenly, in the sea of stars, his true name [Odin] flickered, and then, an invisible force emerged from Constantine's body, making him instinctively reach out and grasp this slender seven-colored crystal pillar.

Rumble!

As if a storm had sprung up in his head, his consciousness and body were weightless at the same time, Constantine felt as if his skull had cracked, his toes slowly lifted off the ground, and he held the crystal pillar and slowly floated into the air.

The bright stars around him fluttered like fireflies, intertwining into countless brilliant blue streamers, connecting the young man's body and the crystal pillar in his hand.

Flender subconsciously retreated, the emerald magic brilliance around him couldn't help but flicker, and he quickly flew away from the altar and flew towards the gate, the archmage's intuition told him that what happened next was likely to cause extremely terrifying consequences.

No one knows the power of Faust better than Flender.

Even as an archmagister, he was unwilling to face unknown risks.

As soon as Flender was gone, Constantine was left alone on the altar.

The young man's body floated on the altar, surrounded by starry light and beautiful, but his face was colorless, and his eyes were extremely empty.

........

Flender flew out of the half-dimensional door and returned to the Crystal Hall.

As soon as the old elf king stood still, a dark red light blew like a whirlwind, and the sound of the vicious wind was like the roar of an attacking dragon, and everywhere he went, the floor inlaid with magic crystals actually cracked inch by inch.

What a powerful sword aura!

Flender raised his eyebrows, his palm turned over extremely quickly, the dark green natural light under his feet bloomed, thick vines swarmed out, and a huge green wall was erected in front of him.

However, after the vine wall and the dark red sword light met, puffs of green smoke actually came out, and then under the surprised gaze of the previous Elf King, flames burst into flames, turning into ashes everywhere.

Flender couldn't help but look in the direction of the center of the main hall, and saw that the sword wielder was a young man with a heroic and rugged appearance, although the clothes on his body were tattered, but the monstrous war spirit comparable to that of thousands of troops and horses could make people involuntarily ignore the sloppy appearance of his appearance.

After recognizing the magic sword in the young man's hand that flashed with a vaguely familiar red glow, the old elf's pupils narrowed slightly, and in his time, the dragon slayer Nibelungen and his weapons were known to everyone.

The other young man standing beside him had a handsome face like a divine son, dressed in gorgeous light silver armor, holding a simple Holy Cross sword in his hand, and a faint aura of light poured out of his body.

Seeing this combination, Flender couldn't help but think of the two people who appeared outside the mausoleum decades ago, and there was a huge vigilance in his heart.

However, he didn't show any signs of panic, this hall was his home turf, and the talent of the two young men in front of him was certainly amazing, but it was far inferior to Paladin and the mysterious mage who appeared last time.

"It's funny, it's actually two little ones who came this time. Flender said lightly, a burst of vibrant magic fluctuations swept by, colorful flowers bloomed on the crystal ground, spreading out layers of flowers, as if spring had come, the old elf's confident voice was like a warm spring breeze, "It doesn't matter if you go together, anyway, the result is the same, your body will only become the nourishment of the flowers under my feet." ”

Siegfried showed a mocking expression: "An old idiot who has lived in the Asgardian Mountains for I don't know how many years, do you think Uncle Ben is a flower and plant that you can play with at will?

At the moment when Ziggy was about to burst out, Roland waved his hand to stop the dragon veins who were brewing magic power, calmly walked to the front of the sea of flowers, and saluted, "Elf senior, the two of us have no ill intentions, we just came here to find a friend." ”

"He's behind this door, but you can't go in right now. Flender said, seeing that Roland really didn't mean to make a move, his tone softened a little, "You can wait outside, he should come out soon." ”

Roland hesitated for a moment, because of the soul contract, he felt that the spiritual connection with Constantine seemed to have become extremely unstable, as if something was changing in the young man's spiritual world.

But in the end, Roland still suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, sat down cross-legged, and silently sensed the situation in Constantine.

Siegfried snorted, "The church girls just talk a lot of, if you want me to say, just beat this old guy up, and then break in, there's no." ”

Having said that, Siegfried did not do it again, and since Roland, who was a knight of Constantine, chose to believe in this old elf, he did not want to make any trouble.

However, after a while, the hall suddenly shook, and the faces of the three people in the main hall changed slightly.

Roland stood up, and Huo De raised his head, his eyes sharp.

Although they were far away, they all heard a long roar from the sky above the Asgard Mountains, mixed with violent mental fluctuations.

That's a dragon's roar.