Chapter Ninety-Four: Death from Too Much Talk

"Mortal!"

It was not Magellan's attack that angered the Sphinx, but his silence. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The beast flapped its wings and stood upright, creating a storm on the altar. It seemed to be enraged, and it screamed hysterically to create a beautiful and dangerous scene.

A magnificent light surrounds the beast, making it look like the subject of the painting highlighted by the painter's ornate colors. Every component of this light is a deadly magic, and that's how the Sphinx vents, ready to wash away the foolish ones who anger it with this torrent.

As for whether the hapless bastard would have a chance to survive the torrent and apologize to it, the furious behemoth put the issue aside for the time being.

Isis and Thoth raised their hands as they tried to stop the torrent, and did invalidate countless spells or deviate from their goals, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

Magellan was submerged.

If you ignore the dangers, the scene is magnificent, with colors shining wildly on a golden base, dazzling, unpredictable, and dancing wildly.

And then it all came to an abrupt end.

All the magic vanished in the same instant.

The beast's fury dissipated.

"All right," said the beast, with one of its front paws stretched out in front of Magellan like an eloquent human orator, "to answer my question, why are you angry?"

Magellan frowned, he was confused, everything happened too fast, but there was something in that moment Magellan did not miss.

Countless spells were blocked by him wielding his sword, but at least one hit his body, and after that, nothing happened.

"Don't talk about humans with that condescending attitude, humans can give birth to humans, but gods, I heard that you can make humans, but can you make new gods?"

"Interesting entry point, direct, sharp......" The behemoth was completely attracted by this sentence, it lowered its head and fell into deep thought, "This involves a very interesting point of view, whether detached beings need to replicate themselves......"

"Is there really a true transcendent in the world? Don't change the subject, the gods are by no means the so-called transcendents, at least for now, it has been proven that the gods are not immortal. ”

"Ahh......h ”

But now, the glorious gods are only a few people on this altar, and they still have not given up cannibalism. Magellan saw a mad rage in the beast's eyes, but he raised his sword anyway, "I'm not trying to convince you, I'm sorry, you're all adults, and I believe your argument is well-argued and logical." ”

"Hmm......" the beast said with a smug look on its face, pleased to hear Magellan say this, "Thank you." ”

"Well, then, I wish you a happy death. ”

The whole world shook, and countless mortals cheered Thoth's name before dissipating into the air.

The divine powers are converging, converging, and their end is Thoth.

The ritual is complete.

It seemed like a long, long time, and it seemed like it was just an instant, and everyone returned to the real world.

Magellan reacted a split second before the others, and it was in that moment that he saw what was happening to everyone.

It was as if the flow of time blocked by another world washed in an instant, and time flew in the flood peak, and everything was speeding up countless times.

It was a sight that Magellan was not unfamiliar with, but despite this, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

Then his soul was pulled to another place.

Time and space have lost their meaning, and in a white light, countless souls sing from the heart, praising the master of the world.

"Hooray, science. ”

Magellan was not surprised, not surprised, he had only taken it for granted, and disappointed.

"I thought I could see something better. ”

"You've seen it, mortal. ”

A man's voice appeared in Magellan's head, passionate, mature, and infectious.

Magellan looked up, there were three stars in the sky moving along staggered tracks, the blue sky stretched in all directions, the white clouds slowly dispersed, and at the top of one of the passages in the middle, white sunlight was falling.

"It's ...... What a disappointment......

Magellan lowered his head and looked around, he was on the top of a high mountain, surrounded by a wilderness, a river in the distance like a green streamer stretching to the distant horizon, an oasis dotted with deserts, and a city in the distance.

"Welcome, welcome, my doppelganger, my broken part. ”

Magellan looked up and laughed maniacally.

And then the world dissolved.

"You ......"

He was greeted by the Count's disappointed eyes and a tense chaos.

Just as he had expected, the camels and his bands of sand pirates were in the desert, and the army surrounded them, but they were given far more weapons than Magellan had expected.

The Sand Pirates had acquired some of the ancient war machines, the terrifying force that could destroy the city, and now they were pouring that power on the altar and the people next to it.

But in the face of the catastrophe, this group of people and God still did not end their struggle with each other, they became emaciated and embarrassed by the surging tide of time, but they were still determined, or rather, stubborn.

The magicians who had kept the ritual going on had propped up an enclosed space made of essence to imprison the massive Sphinx, and they succeeded.

This massive beast belonged to Emanchet, it resembled a drowning human in its essence, uncomfortable, and in its process it was being harmed, and every now and then a part of its body would turn back into stone, but it still had the power to strike horrifyingly.

And the target of the beast's attack is Isis.

The goddess was in a very bad state, and if it weren't for the giant beast being disturbed by the essence, she would probably have been unable to support it.

Amon was desperate to end this fragile stalemate, but he faced the countess, and there was no doubt that the essence gathered here made him feel like a fish in water, but Helen was no different, and he didn't seem to want to hurt the other party.

In the midst of this chaos, there is only one being who is above it and enjoys peace.