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The 'Space Rift' is not something that can be used after it is collected, it is only the first step, and the wizard needs to refine it separately to condense the wizard's spiritual imprint on the 'Space Rift' in a special way, and only in this way can the crack hit the target according to the wizard's requirements.

Of course, this does not slow down the speed of the dissipation of the crack, nor does it control the trajectory, it is only a guide.

According to the different schools of wizards, the techniques are different, and the spiritual imprints used are also different, and the 'Fire Condensation Washing Technique' used by Aya is the secret transmission of the White Tower, which is said to come from a great school of wizards that has disappeared in the long river of history, which can condense magic into strange flames, calcine and refine spatial cracks, and thus contaminate the imprint.

This technique works quickly and in a short time, but it also consumes a lot of mana, and requires precision in control to the point of perversion.

After Aya failed many times, she gradually found her senses, and it even took three days for the first 'Spatial Rift Slash' to be successfully condensed by her and sealed in a staff like a green vine.

It is worth mentioning that Aya's green vine staff has been specially transformed in the White Tower, and in addition to making more than a hundred spatial crack reservoirs, a golden mulberry tree has also extracted a few inches long tree core, which is evenly divided into ten parts, and after Ms. Iwich carved it into the magic circle, it was refined into the green vine staff.

This does not bring additional improvement to the green vine circle, and the amplification ability of the spell has decreased, but it has increased the storage capacity of a full ten spatial cracks, plus the original ability of the skull, which means that this green vine staff is rare enough to hold eleven spatial cracks at the same time.

When Aya really accomplished this feat, when under the 'Spatial Crack Slash', a full eleven spatial cracks danced in the air, the three of them finally had more capital to escape, and the road behind them was relatively smooth.

After a lot of practice, Aya is becoming more and more familiar with the 'Condensation Fire Washing Technique', and the infection of the spiritual imprint is also getting faster and faster, although the spatial crack is a consumable and cannot withstand the consumption of frequent battles, but here, there are too many raw materials, and it is extremely simple to replenish.

With this method, the speed of the trio is much faster.

Ten days later, according to the instructions of the map, they gradually approached the edge of the center, and according to the travelogue, they only had to cross a gate of ruins outside the black fog of the Lost Path, which was considered to be out of the center of the ancient battlefield.

But it seemed that the goddess of fate felt that they had not suffered enough, and that something unexpected had happened again, and they had never seen such a thrilling scene—the ground shook like chaff, and one after another exploded through the ravines that stretched out of nowhere, and a thick dust mist burst out like a blowout, and the haze filled the sight, and there was a muffled thunderous sound in the sky, but there was no thunder, only the black fog stirred like boiling water.

Faintly, two majestic mountains rose into the clouds in the mist.

At this moment, Mu En and Aya glanced at each other, and they both saw that the other party's horror had a hint of wanting to cry.

In Marceau's travels, it is clearly pointed out that the most dangerous thing in the ancient battlefield is not the white bone dragon knight in the vast skeleton wilderness, nor the six-winged fire demon of the flame lord who roams the sky like the sun god, nor the giant abyss worm guarding a tributary of the River Styx, but the two mountains that do not know when they appeared.

-- The mountain of the gods' resentment.

Although the god of fear, Baal, died, and the last trace of his soul was wiped out, but after the fall of the gods, there were still terrifying death resentments that converged, forming a collection of resentments - the resentment of the gods, and this is the kingdom of God after all, with some characteristics of the kingdom of gods, thus forming a mountain of resentment of the gods.

As for the other mountain of resentment of the gods, it belongs to Bane, the god of strife.

During the period of the ancient gods, the gods were kidnapped by the rules of the self-represented plane and divided into many camps, and the battles between the gods and the gods were also the main theme of the world, frequent and intense.

Although the three gods of death in ancient times are called the three main gods of death, the relationship between the gods is not harmonious, whether it is the god of fear, or the god of strife, Bane, or the god of the dead, Mirkor, they all hope to be able to kill their opponents, so as to unify the death god system, and use this to get involved in the great divine power.

If the wizards want to trick the main body of the god of fear, Baal, into the main plane, they must have enough bait, and the doppelganger who carries a large part of the godhead and divinity of the god of strife, Bane, is the best bait.

In that ancient battle, the god of discord Bane was the first to be killed, and after Baal did his best to defeat Bane, he was seriously injured by the sneak attack of three forbidden spells summoned by dozens of legendary wizards.

Although the fallen Bane is only a powerful clone, he dies first and consumes the least, and when others are fighting to the death, the resentful spirit of the gods formed by the entanglement of the residual divine power is not weak.

He was an opponent in life, and he naturally ended up in death after death.

The two god's wraiths had no intelligence, but their resentful instincts had already told them what to do, and they fought each other almost as soon as they were awake, and when their divine power was exhausted, they gathered into two mountains and recovered with the help of this endless fog of fear.

To be honest, for the stories recorded in the travelogue, the three of Mu En regarded them as myths, and they didn't believe that their luck was so 'good', and they could even encounter such a one-in-a-million thing. But when the two mountains are visible in mid-air, the facts speak for themselves.

In the middle of that breath, the two mountains began to shake, sway, and then explode, and endless boulder corpses cracked and flew everywhere, falling from the sky with a scream, like rain.

Two black shadows rushed out of the huge mountain, I couldn't tell if they were entities, or smoke, and I couldn't see if it was their shot, only to see the fierce friction and collision intertwined, roaring and roaring, and the air was blown out like a cloudburst bomb with a terrifying wave of air, and the black fog had already been blown away to many miles away.

Mu En had already picked up Aya and Meereen, and fled with his life, he didn't even want to turn his head back, just because he was afraid that he had lost the courage to flee for his life.

Aya in his arms also reacted, and he didn't care about saving, his lips moved quickly, his staff was tapped, and eleven spatial cracks suddenly rushed out to surround the guard, crushing all the terrible falling rocks. Then a silver streamer spell shield was issued, which not only relieved the pressure of high-speed progress, but also protected itself from some fish that slipped through the net.

As for Meereen, when no one was paying attention, he actually looked back, and although he couldn't see anything clearly, it didn't hurt his eyes to burn like flames.

I don't know how many hills and boulders I have dodged from the sky, I don't know how many miles I have run, I only know that there are demonic monsters running away everywhere, I only know how many times I have been kicked out by the terrifying waves of qi, I only know that when Aya's spatial cracks are exhausted, I finally leave the place where the god's resentful spirit fought.

The exhausted Mu En lay on the ground, wheezing like a hyena exposed in the summer, and for a while, the three of them looked at each other and actually smiled.

Even this terrible apocalypse has come over, shouldn't we celebrate it with laughter?

Because of the panic, the three of them deviated from the route a lot, and when they set off again after correction, I don't know if it was an illusion or a fact, although escaping is still the main theme, although the battle is still very frequent, they all feel a lot less pressure.

When Aya's spatial rift was filled up again and the condensation was completed, the three of them finally found the door to the ruins—two! )