Cold!

This was the first feeling of Eleven's eyes after he opened his eyes again, not the cold of the cold and snowy wind, but the cold from the inside out, which was completely unresistible, almost freezing through his body, freezing his bones, and even his thinking that usually ran like the wind began to become difficult. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where am I?"

Eliven struggled to raise his head, but found that his body was like a rusty machine, and there was a delay of at least five seconds or more before he could start moving after his mind gave a command, which startled him, thinking that there was a problem with his motor control nerves, but after a few movements, the difficult delay quickly disappeared, and he moved his body, which was shivering from the cold, and raised his head again, and his eyes were snow-white.

"Open... Open... What the... Joke!"

Elivan stammered to himself, rubbing his eyes with his hands again, he wondered if he had crossed over again, because the scene in front of him was quiet and snowflakes flying unbridled was really not like the scenery of the middle of the El Continent, and the north wind permafrost might be possible, but Elivan was sure that he was definitely not in a ghost place, because the orcs who guarded the Dragon Canyon would never let him go.

Elivan stomped his feet, tightened his already tattered clothes, and strode forward in a random direction, he had talked to some old researchers during the war years in his previous life, in such extremely harsh conditions, it was the most stupid thing to do nothing and wait for help, the first priority in a desperate situation was to give himself hope, if he was defeated by despair first, he would definitely die.

But in the next three or four hours, Elivan estimated that he had walked at least five kilometers, but the mountain in front of him was still a mountain, and there seemed to be nothing in the whole world except flying snow, which made Elivan feel that something was wrong, but the palm of his hand was scratched in the air, and soon a cloud of snowflakes gathered, and the touch could never be faked, it was the problem and touch that real snow should have.

"By the way, what about the Book of Ten Thousand Laws?"

After repeatedly confirming that he did not have the black notebook with him, a thought immediately crossed Eleven's mind, he instinctively remembered an exchange he had with the Book of Ten Thousand Laws a few years ago, according to it, unless the body and soul of Elivan or the Book of Ten Thousand Laws were completely shattered, it was impossible for the two to be separated, and the highest contract between the two was reached with the same soul and the body of a host, unless the creator god himself intervened, otherwise even in the face of a true god, the two could guarantee to go to the Yellow Springs together.

Although the statement of the Book of Ten Thousand Laws is terrible, this moment made Elivan stand in place like an initiation,

"It's fake!"

He told himself that this world that could never be walked out, those endless mountains, and the snow-covered land under his feet, even including himself standing here, were all fake!

"Whew... It's terrible, I'm most afraid of pain..."

Elivan opened his hands in front of his eyes, then teased with a wry smile, touched his waist with his left hand, skillfully pulled out the pistol, flicked it lightly, the bullet nest popped out, and six yellow-orange bullets were placed in the shape of plum blossoms, he put the bullet nest back in place, and then aimed the muzzle of the gun at his forehead,

"Don't let me catch you, Bichi!"

Cursed in a broken sentence, Elivan decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The scorching bullet sheath wrapped in roaring air rushed out of the muzzle, and it only took less than half a second to crack Elivan's head into a mosaic, but at that moment, a familiar white mist suddenly poured in from all corners of heaven and earth, just between the bullet and Elivan's forehead.

"Snap"

The bullet that was frozen together with the ultra-high temperature tail flame lost all its kinetic energy at this moment and fell to the ground, and the face of Elivan, who was waiting for death, also changed greatly, he immediately turned around and ran frantically backwards, behind him, the crazy white mist was like a greedy beast, devouring everything in its path with an unstoppable attitude.

"Sure enough, it's you, you Bichi!"

Eliven turned around and cursed as he ran, but this insult did not change his current situation, the white fog was still pervasive, and it was obvious that this was its home field, so after a few minutes, Elivan found in despair that in front of him, the same fog began to close, like a hunter who wants to drive his prey into the hunting ground, slowly but persistently compressing the safe space around Elivan and becoming smaller and smaller.

"Eat Lao Tzu with a big fireball!"

Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, Elivan finally chose to fight, he roared and waved his hands repeatedly, and in the blink of an eye, a blazing fireball was thrown out in each of the four directions, its core flashed with flowing white light, and the flames on the outside were no longer ordinary orange-red, this angry blow was obviously an extraordinary exertion, and the powerful power of the Titan magic was vividly reflected at this moment.

But unfortunately, just these four elemental flames that were enough to melt ordinary iron armor, fell in the denser and denser white fog without even a small splash, they did pierce the blockade of the white mist, but it was only piercing, like a thick cloud was knocked out of a small hole by a bird, but then it quickly closed, and this blow seemed to anger the owner behind the white mist, and they wrapped up at a faster speed, and soon drowned out the space of only two people left in the place where Eliven fell.

"Do you think you're going to kill me?

Facing the white mist that covered the sky, Elivan's pale and sweaty face showed a touch of ruthlessness, he folded his hands on his chest, and at the same time instantly awakened the maximum amount of magic elements he could bear, his hands quickly swiped on his chest, and just a second before the white mist came, a small spark jumped out of Eleven's fingertips.

The next moment, like magma that collapsed the earth, pale yellow flames quickly appeared from the void, and then covered Elivan's whole body like a layer of flowing armor, he grabbed it in front of him like a god of fire who had descended, a huge ring of fire rose into the air, and then quickly pushed forward, the mist was also scorched by the element's anger and retreated, I don't know if it was an illusion, Elivan even heard a faint scream.

However, this overwhelming victory lasted less than 2 seconds, and the elemental flames all over Elivan's body dissipated cleanly, and he himself fell to his knees weakly clutching his heart, gulping in a big gulp of air.

This is an explosive element use method that Elivan has mastered after repeated modifications according to the primary spell model of the fireball technique not long ago, condensing the extreme elements that the body can withstand in an instant, and then igniting it through the model, and the final ring of fire can push the enemy back from close to him, judging from the situation of this first use, the power is not bad, and he proudly named it "Emperor Yan" at the beginning, although the evaluation given by the Book of Ten Thousand Laws is "flashy and unrealistic, in vain" , but at least in Eleven's opinion, this was his killer weapon to fight the enemy before mastering the higher elemental mysteries, and at least it was the first time he had created his own spell.

However, since it is a killer feature, it must be used when it is desperate, for example, now, although the mental power is still extremely rich, but the tired body is completely unable to withstand the huge pressure brought by the next Yan Emperor in a short period of time, which is also the biggest disadvantage of this explosive move, it is often to kill a thousand enemies, self-damage eight hundred, once you can't kill the enemy, it is easy to be killed by the enemy who has eased up.

Just when Elivan was breathing and recovering the violently fluctuating spiritual power in his body, the white mist that had been driven out of about a hundred meters began to regroup and approach again, and it seemed that this time they did not intend to leave Elivan too much time to recover, only seven or eight seconds later, a wisp of white mist wrapped around Elivan's left leg like a snake, and in the place where it flowed, pieces of cold ice suddenly appeared, and in less than 2 seconds, Elivan's left leg completely lost consciousness.

"You shit!!Get out of here!"

Unable to move anymore, Elivan propped up his upper body and roared at the white mist that had been separated by many bundles, and the flowing mist also stopped after completely freezing his legs, and they gathered and scattered not far in front of Elivan to form a blurred face, although it looked like he also had a nose and a face, but due to the constant movement of the fog, in fact, that face only looked like a face.

"It" stared at Eleven, who stared at it fearlessly, and after a few seconds, a difficult and incomprehensible language came out of the mouth that kept opening, and although he had never heard it before, Elevenn could clearly perceive the meaning,

"Obedience, I will give you the laurel crown of water, the scepter of ice, the torrent as your sword, the waves as your shield, and a million glory to you!

"It's... Prophetic!"

Elivan's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly remembered a prayer from the Church of the God of Justice that he had come into contact with when he was still at Mogedine's manor, and there was a sentence in it that he remembered very clearly,

"The Word of God is powerful, it reveals the truth to the world, and it speaks this true holiness to all people. ”

Whether the oracle explained the truth or not Elevenn didn't know, but now its power was at least in front of him, and he could ignore the will of others and directly pour his own will into the hearts of others, just when he said obedience, Eleven's heart even surged out of an impulse for him to open his mouth and agree, but then he bit his tongue vigorously, and then he came to his senses, but he didn't know if the guy in front of him could sense his thoughts, thinking of this, Elevenn silently looked up at the silent face, and said in his heart,

"You big ****!"

A few seconds later, looking at the face that had not changed in the slightest, Eleven's heart was put back in his stomach, and he asked tentatively as he directed the magic elements that had been much missing in the air to quietly gather on the two thighs that had been frozen into icicles,

"Who are you?"

Elivan himself didn't have much hope for this question, because he knew that the fog in front of him was a strange thing, giving him an indescribable feeling, and on the other hand, he quietly awakened the magical elements that had gathered on his legs and frosted them all, only to be pleasantly surprised to find that despite his large movements, the guy in front of him was extremely slow to the fluctuations of the frosted elemental as when he was on Pars's body before.

Or rather, the terrifying ability to freeze everything in front of this strange thing in front of you can only work on other objects except the Frost Element, after all, I am a piece of ice myself, how can you freeze me again?

Before Eliven could speak, the strange face spoke again, this time, as hard as before, but unexpectedly filled with a mysterious sense of oppression.

"My name is Siya, the god of the water elements of all worlds!"

"Boom!"

Hearing this name, the spell model that Elivan had silently cultivated in his hand suddenly stopped, and the magic elements that had lost their guidance suddenly dispersed, causing a small explosion, but compared to this explosion, Elivan's heart was like detonating a big Ivan, and he was shocked and almost couldn't think.

Stithia... It is indeed one of the five ancient elemental gods in the legends of the El Continent, and it is also a true god with very few powerful divine powers, but the problem is, according to the priests of the wind elemental gods who are the most active in the world, isn't this guy already killed by other elemental gods in the Elemental Realm War 10,000 years ago?

But soon Eliven reacted, the Book of Ten Thousand Laws said before that the divine power in the abnormal ice crystal is dead, and the ice crystal itself is a living thing, that is to say, the guy in front of him is likely to be just a wisp of divine power when Stisia was still alive, but when he hung up, this wisp of divine power did not dissipate for some reason, but combined with this ice crystal, and finally created the monster in front of him.

No wonder this guy's white mist ability is terrifying, after all, he inherited the supreme power of the water element in the realms back then, even if there is less than one ten-thousandth left now, it is not something that the current Elivan can contend with.

Thinking of this, Elivan has an understanding of the nature of the monster in front of him, this phenomenon is actually not uncommon in the worlds, especially in the lower realms where wars are frequent, some powerful creatures will leave a wisp of their thoughts in a special form after death, called the fragment of divine power, more precisely, the seed of divine power, once this kind of word is obtained by others by chance, those who have died can be reborn with the help of other people's bodies, didn't this thing in front of him also find the unlucky guy Pars at the beginning? If it weren't for Elivan's intervention, Pars would probably have resurrected the soul of Esthia or the monster in front of him in a few hundred years, and in a few hundred years, the ancient god of water elements that shook the worlds might really be resurrected.

But it's also unlucky for this guy in front of him, the pantheon to which the Titans belong is one of the most powerful and oldest gods in the Heavens and Star Domain, their attitude towards other alien gods is simple and rude, and the purest elemental power they have from the beginning of the universe also has a strong deterrent effect on other alien gods, and Eleven, who inherited the power of the pantheon, has a terrifying resistance to suggestive divine techniques such as the divine words just now, if they are replaced by other mortals, under the words just now, they will definitely bow down to the seed of the divine power of Stysia in front of them, and in an instant, they will become the first fanatical believer of Stysia in ten thousand years, although it itself does not need these things.

"Hey, god of the water elementals, what a big breath, obedience, obedience to your grandma's legs!"

After confirming that the threat of this guy who looked like he was roaring in front of him was greatly reduced, Elivan raised his left hand behind his back, and a hot fireball directly pasted on the face of the guy in front of him, scattering the white mist gathered together, and Elivan himself took advantage of the situation to stand up, and a thin layer of cold ice was already covered in the air not far from his body, looking like the mana enchantment or other shield spells used by those mages.

He stood with his legs apart, one hand on his waist, and the other hand shook like a scissor towards the surging white mist not far away.

"Here, second round!"