Time passed in a blink of an eye, and at this time, the Messiah was in the spiritual sea, and he had already begun to use the power of time flow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Zhi Brain, since you can analyze external data from my perspective and record..."Messiah squatted slightly in the spiritual sea, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"So, 'Immortal Woody' and the Night Weeping Clan Grand Elder Piccachiro, have the scenes of the battle been recorded through my five senses?" asked the Messiah.

Obviously, the Messiah was very concerned about the battle of the sudden third-order powerhouse a few days ago.... I care a lot.

After all, in this Garan world, a third-order arcanist, or a knightly powerhouse, was already a very terrifying level.

They already have the ability to traverse the depths of the sea, or the archipelagos.

Even the ruler of the Aspchens Islands, where the Messiah grew up, was nothing more than an old arcanist who had been cowering in the Arcane Tower for many years.

And the Night Weeping Clan is also because of Picca Chilo, a knight powerhouse at the bottom of the third order...... As a deterrent, in order to become the Aspens.... The hegemon of the deep seas to the east.

So for the Messiah.

This battle of the third-order powerhouse is simply unavoidable.

After all, at this level, every movement, hand raise, and even the choice of battle, and even the psychological game between battles have been honed by countless battles of these strong men.

The competition between them, the video of the life-and-death struggle, than the so-called textbook... More specific and professional!

Watching the fighting skills and fighting techniques of the strong and learning them is the best way to reach the strong.

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"There are records of the battle, do you recall it?" a mechanical, emotionless voice resounded in the sea of messianic spirits.

"Tune out!" the Messiah exclaimed.

"Combat restoration is underway .... Please wait!"

Suddenly.

From a pale blue void, the spiritual sea of the Messiah gradually appeared with brilliance.... It's getting more and more colorful!

Everything seems to appear out of thin air in the spiritual sea of the Messiah.

Silent.... The ship, the sailors, the surprised Midku, and the benches on the deck of the ship.... A laid-back Woody.

In the sea of spirits.

From God's point of view, the Messiah stood quietly in the middle of the ship, watching a sharp arrow gallop silently from the distant horizon...

Poof!!

Immortal Woody, sitting on a bench with a look of disbelief on his face, looked at the arrow on his chest.... Fall slowly!

"This scene is the scene where Woody and Piccachiro first met a few days ago... Sure enough, it's restored!"

The Messiah looked indifferently at the battle that had already begun, and Piccachilo's wild laughter, and the indifferent Woody, they appeared in the Messiah's spiritual sea like a projection.

The Messiah was not surprised when he saw this, as if he were an outsider, looking at everything in front of him.

"The battle between the third-order powerhouses is already a scene that ordinary people can't see in their entire lives, and now I can recover indefinitely, and if I carefully observe them countless times and study their fighting methods and skills, I will definitely have a huge harvest!"

Suddenly, he used the leftovers from which he had originally built the coral tree to construct a notebook at random.... Start writing, drawing, and writing down the data he sees and thinks it's useful.

Right now, the battle is like a movie, and Woody has begun to use the forbidden technique of "seven degrees of time".

"The combat power strength of the third order low position..... It's just the same as you are right now!"

"And, now I only have seven seconds to live.," Woody muttered to himself as he stood on the deck, looking indifferently at his palm, which emitted white smoke like steam.

"But, that's enough! Now, in the last second of my life, I'm going to blow you in the face!!"

.........

"Seven degrees of time?"

The Messiah stood casually beside the 'immortal Woody', slowly approaching the Woody in the image with his face.... The skin that is constantly steaming with white mist is carefully observed.

"It's a strange secret method of burning life, the skin, the corners of the eyes, and all the pores are steaming up a white aerosol heat wave!"

He touched Woody's skin with his hand on the burning white mist, and all he could do was nothingness... There is no sense of reality.

In the final analysis, everything at this time is just a virtual scene recorded by Zhi Brain through his five senses for battle restoration.

The Messiah thought for a moment, raised his pen to his notebook, and recorded his guess: "Seven Degrees of Time, the arcane model of this common forbidden art, should be inspired by the large demonic internal combustion engine, or the suicide attack of the gas fish....."

He put down the pen and paper in his hand, and suddenly used a rational demeanor with the research of a scholar, and seemed to slowly explore.

Before you know it, the Messiah has begun to shift to the Arcanist mentality. In other words, the messianic personality itself is a very suitable type of person to be an arcaneist.

The thirst for knowledge is very strong, for the mysterious unknown... With an amazing fanaticism, in the endless study of knowledge... Endure loneliness and have the desire to explore the truth....

In front of me, the picture of the recovery of the battle is gradually changing...

"Fun, it's so fun!!"

At this time, in the video, Woody's delicate face, who had lost one arm, suddenly spit out a mouthful of pus and blood on the deck, he fell to the ground, and began to have a fanatical look, "So, the last in my life... Sixth second!!"

Boom!!!

Another explosion!

Woody's other arm burst and shattered in a direct collision with Picca Chilo's other fist.... At this time, Woody had already blown up both arms!

In exchange for just... Picca Chilo's hands were broken.

"Even if I've seen it once, Woody's brutal, completely mad dog bite style of play is still too shocking!!"

The Messiah felt too frightened to see Woody not seeing himself as a human being at all, and the way he fought suicide attacks again and again.

And this style of play, even in this deep sea, the veteran powerhouse --- Picca Chilo, who has been famous for decades, has also developed a fear mentality.

"At the end of the day, Woody can use the 'Seven Degrees of Time' an infinite number of times, and it is still relying on the eternal arcane that it has developed in this mysterious sea of Hidea!"

"Well, the immortal arcane that it developed... What is the principle of the arcane model?"

Messiah looked at Woody's handsome face in front of him, "It is possible for me to parse and guess the arcane that Woody developed by watching the battle footage an infinite number of times... How does it work?"

When the Messiah saw this scene in front of him, a wave of paranoia suddenly rose in his heart.

"I've watched this battle countless times, and I should be able to see some clues! The mystery of Woody's immortality must have a fatal flaw!" thought the Messiah, looking at the misty Woody on the battlefield.

The Messiah naturally understood that if the arcane developed by Woody was perfect, then this level of arcane must have stepped into the arcane forbidden area of the gods.

And this, it is simply impossible!

"Arcane is divided into three categories, and it is impossible for any arcane to escape from them, even the undead arcane developed by Woody is impossible to escape!"

"Constructors, constructors, elementals..."

In the spiritual sea, the Messiah began to mumble to himself, thinking seriously, "What kind of strange arcane art does Woody develop that seems to be immortal?"