Medanzo's changes are even more exaggerated, under the light of the rules that have been elevated to an extremely close to the complete world rules, the two pairs of wings behind Medanzo gradually unfolded, four pairs, eight pairs, and finally fixed in the state of ten pairs of golden wings, and the armor on her body became more gorgeous, and the Heroic Spirit Battle Armor, which was originally very similar to Alvette, became a complex and exquisite battle armor, like the state when Jupiter blessed Claude with the blessing of God, and the floating golden runes appeared on the surface of the armor, and with every action of Medanzo, those runes were also dancing。 Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The golden flame sword in her hand also turned into a golden pillar of rune light, and the angel shield shrunk to the shape of a translucent dove-shaped shield fixed to her arm. The grin archangel looked at his own changes, and patted Alvette's plump chest with satisfaction to show off, and the wave of tremors brought up made Elivan, who was observing the surroundings in a soul state, couldn't help but turn his eyes to the side.

This set of gorgeous clothes and equipment, placed in the online game of the previous life, is not a real god above VIP30+, don't even think about it! md Do you still need to fight? Look at the anger and almost substantial jealousy in Mystra's eyes on the other side, you can see that even the goddess of the magic net doesn't want to get a set of such gorgeous clothes. After analyzing the true usefulness of the power of faith, this thing has almost become an indispensable raw material in the lives of the gods, and even to make clothes, it has to be tossed with this thing. However, the "God's Suit", made with the power of faith and with various magical functions, is indeed not comparable to the clothes of the present world.

There are only 7 archangels born from the holy light under the mysterious Holy Light, and the Holy Light and the angels themselves do not need the power of faith, and the other 6 archangels stay in the Holy Light Square to serve the Lord all the year round, so the power of faith from the Holy Light Church in the Third Age is almost entirely squandered by Medanzo alone, from this set of battle armor, you can see the "luxury" of this archangel on weekdays.

But then again, as long as Medanzo walks around the world with this image, it should be no problem for the number of believers in the Holy Light Church to quadruple, mortals always only pay attention to the superficial image, and the current Medanzo is definitely the most in line with the image of "God" in their hearts. But how does Medanzo's current image look so familiar?

Mistra, who flew back onto the stone platform from under the Creator's Altar in embarrassment, was full of gloom, she saw that everything she had worked so hard to cover up had been discovered, and the existence behind her had participated in the design of the World Lock, so she knew that it was not a very simple matter to lift the shackles of the world's rules, and she linked the magic net to the World Origin, which was also planned by that one.

When things get out of hand, they only need to use secret methods to activate the magic net body, and the process of releasing power from the world origin that has been forcibly extracted will be greatly weakened, thus giving them time to breathe and fight back.

But the darkness appeared here, but it disrupted all her and that one's plans, obviously, the darkness sent Mistra out of the Creator's Altar, not only for the sake of anger, but now, the extraction of the magic net has stopped, and the World Origin has naturally begun to release its power.

But Mystra is a loser and doesn't lose, she said sarcastically with a gloomy expression.

"Lord True God is right, we are all bystanders, but even if this ring is classified into the lock of the gods, there are only 31 pieces, the last one, and once the unlocking process of the lock of the gods is opened, it can only last for 1 hour or an hour, I want to see, before the lock of the world is resealed, where will the inheritor of this sword knight go to get the last ring back! There is also the Triangle of Gods, not to mention the ruins of Pakan, not to mention the seal of the stone gate, just the ruins of the temple in the lower realm, I want to see how this young man should make a big fuss about the lower realm!"

"Shut up, you slut!"

Medanzo, who was shining with golden light, appeared in front of Mystra, raised his hand and gave her a slap, which made both Tyr and Moradin a little unbearable, the Holy Light Square is independent of the Divine Realm camp, and it is not without benefits, at least Medanzo can do this kind of thing as he wants, they also want to do it, but they can't do it.

Mistra's actions can't hide from these two gods, but considering the one behind her, Tyr and Moradin can't break the game as rudely and simply as the true god-darkness, but now seeing Mystra being humiliated, the sullenness in their hearts is naturally soothed a lot.

"You dare to hit me!"

Mistra is not easy to mess with, the one behind her is a powerful existence that does not need to be weak and weak by Tir and others, so no one wants to get involved in this troublesome matter, but just when Mistra wanted to fight back, Alvette appeared behind her again and smashed her on the back of the head.

The three women flew back and forth towards the middle of the city, where the space was big enough for them to toss.

"This power... Hahaha... I'm finally... I can finally go home!"

Saruman laughed wildly, his face was full of distorted madness, under the radiation of the rules of the world, the shadow energy in this guy's body had completely exploded, he still ignored one point, Saruman's body can withstand a limited amount of magic, so when the power from the "Shadow Witch King" was completely recovered, this body was immediately burst by the terrible magic contained inside.

It's not an exaggeration, it's really "bursting".

Saruman's body was like a balloon that had swelled to the limit, making a loud "bang" sound, flesh and blood were flying, the ground was quickly dyed red, and the smell of blood from the severed limbs and broken arms made Medanzo, who was walking like a catwalk, couldn't help but cover his nose and hid beside Alvet, this terrible movement frightened the gods who were watching, and it was even said that Rattle these mortals, when had they ever seen such a bloody scene.

But just as Elivan and Onyx guessed, Saruman, no, the Shadow Witch King has indeed reached the point where he can survive without relying on his body, but without the restraint of his body, the unbridled shadow power is like an overwhelming purple-black tentacle, its form is distorted and ugly, but under the cold eyes of Elivan and the darkness that is occupying his body, soon, a new human form appears in the dark shadow that envelops most of the sky.

"Elivan..."

The humanoid shadow spoke, but probably because it couldn't fully simulate the vocal cords, the voice was vague and hoarse, and when you heard it, it was the kind of sound effect that is unique to villains.

"My grievance with you, that's it. ”

Eleven's soul body was about to retort, but the darkness that occupied his body spoke,

"Well, go ahead, go back where you want to go!"

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