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"They summoned it. They summoned it and betrayed it...... Despite the fact that countless people died for it in the process, they still sealed it away. They summoned it to confront the gods, and they really did. And the gods responded to this. The thirteen gods lost one of their qiē forever, however, the victory in the war belonged to the gods. Although, the evil thing still exists, imprisoned, bound, waiting for the day of liberation. ”

A deep voice echoed in his ears, which seemed somewhat familiar, but before Edward could remember when or where he had heard it, the qiē in front of him had already attracted all his attention.

The sound of hoarse breathing sounded from inside the body...... Consciousness seems to be finally starting to take control. As a result, all kinds of feelings came flooding in.

The light and shadow changed, as if moving forward with the footsteps, with a strange height, through the dark depths of the corridors, one door after another, and finally, in front of the two tall doors, stopped.

It was a familiar, ten-foot-tall gate, the surface was shining with silver light, I don't know what material it was made of, there were dots of starlight flowing between the thin lines of water, and two vivid demon reliefs decorated the zuoyou of the door.

The door opened at the side, and behind it was a deep hall.

There was not the slightest pressure coming from the skin, only the light and shadow and the subtle sound that could be seen...... That hazy, ubiquitous fog gave the psychic warlock a kind of enlightenment, and the qiē in front of him was a dream.

However, even with this understanding, the brilliant illusion around him has not faded in the slightest. On the contrary, as he gradually became sober, he became more colorful. ，

This is not a wide hall, when the door closes behind you, you can see the magnificent walls dozens of feet away, but the depth above is extraordinarily thick, I don't know how high it is.

The emerald green luster of the immortal flame rises, reflecting this hall with a peculiar shape, and countless symbols are carved on the walls. The infused metal, its dark or grayish color, made Edward almost immediately recognizable that it was pure pure pure gold, or mythril. But more often than not, gemstones with a variety of sparkling lusters. Together, they block the energy of the net. Infused into the ground, slender spiritual threads, flickering magic emblems, and runes constructed a powerful sealing enchantment.

With Edward's abilities, at best, he could discern that it was a blockade barrier. Because when 'he' stepped into that magic circle, the huge, fangfo wave-like feeling rushed towards him!

It was a tense pressure. Far away from the fear, depression, or other similar negative emotions that one can imagine, they regurgitate from the deepest part of the heart at once, rushing to every sensory organ of the body, the nose, the eyes, the mouth, the ears, and even every pore, pores, or anything else in the whole body......

The sudden feeling made the gaze change in front of me, and it also stopped.

As the terrible feeling wore off, Edward saw a large, purple crystal floating silently in the center of the room.

The cube crystal, at least fifteen feet tall and eight feet long and wide, resembled a short and thick pillar, exuding a leisurely sheen, but it was strange that Edward did not even notice it in the slightest before he followed his gaze into the center of this formation!

Nothing so special?

That's such a special item...... Even the purest, most transparent crystal cannot be compared with a piece of transparency, which makes one wonder that it is not a solid, but only the purest of water. However, this transparency does not make people feel happy, on the contrary, from the moment the eye makes contact with it, it can clearly feel its pulsating ominous dark energy, and the fangfo is absorbing any light that enters the room.

But the crystal is light, a layer of glittering purple light. Almost enveloped a qiē in the room.

The purple light flickered in a rhythmic manner. On several occasions, the depths of the crystal would suddenly emit an incomparably brighter light, even brighter than its own light source. Occasionally, when it plunged into a deeper darkness, a ball of light would emerge in the depths of the crystal.

A silvery glow.

Edward's eyes tightened, though the silence had turned into darkness for a moment, and the silver light was so bright. However, he seemed to see what was inside.

A delicate and incoherent staff, exuding an incomparable brilliance and mysteriousness.

It was in the center of that light.

The distance between the line of sight and the center of the light seemed to be thousands of miles away, but at this moment, the staff was as clear and clear as if it was held in his hand, and even the most subtle of the countless beautiful patterns engraved on the body of the staff was deeply rooted in his heart!

一qiē is a dream, but this qiē does not seem to be an illusion.

Why is it?

Why, kingship?

The purple light and shadow were changing, and the sound became the most definite of all perceptions, and the next moment, it seemed that hundreds of individuals spoke at the same time, converging into a wave of sound that shook the ship of the mind.

Words of the Heart.

The psychic mancer recognized the voice for the first time, but suddenly tried to overturn that judgment, and the difference between the sound and the ability to simply transmit verbal ideas was like Niagara and a water pipe. He had to gather almost all his psychic power to barely hold himself in the midst of the complex voices and discern what the other person was saying.

"I've said it a long time ago, mortal. My mission was set when I was first called. I will destroy everything I can find in this universe, everything that is called a god. They have enslaved you, exploited you, deceived you, killed you...... And you, it's easy to defeat them, but these worms called gods are something that is very difficult to kill completely...... They are the embodiment of certain rules in your world, and to kill them needs to be erased along with the reality of their existence itself. ”

The voice said, and the content of the language was almost as powerful as the way it was delivered.

"You can't do that. But I can, that's my mission, though, I failed a long time ago, I killed most of them, but I was locked here by the few who remained, but one failure is nothing to me, and I can start over without this bondage. ”

The violet light froze. And so, the silence, which had become particularly terrifying by the contrast to the loud sounds, continued in the space.

Finally, the other side of the conversation. Emerge from the purple light.

"Don't worry, Lord Pandorian Ryan. You'll be able to get it in no time. The freedom you want is to kill as many false gods as you like to steal their power. ”

The voice of the person who spoke was gloomy and cold, and under the hood of the dark red robe, his expression was also commensurate with it, his eyes were sunken, and his nose was like an eagle's hook. Although the facial features are indeed a little handsome, the indifferent aura seems to be able to overflow from the swallow's ear, nose and mouth. Only the shining black eyes revealed his abundant energy.

The ornate red robe, which was well-cut, was some kind of outdated style, and several purple and green Iophilosopher's stones floated around his head. Layers of magical glow. The flickering brightness shows the deep control of the magic net.

"Seal this cage of yours, and in one day, we can unravel, oh, if we are optimistic, it won't even take that long, just a little while, and you can project your mind freely into this world. He said lightly, but the tone of his voice made Edward stunned.

This kind of coldness, dryness and hardness, but there is a weirdness in it, and that kind of archaic language. It seemed to make him feel a little familiar.

But it's still unfamiliar...... For a moment, Edward couldn't remember where it was, whose tone it was,

"This is indeed gratifying news. The deep voice synthesized by thousands of voices emitted a series of tremors like friction, and Fangfo was laughing.

"Oh no, Elder Inkaibukuros, Floating City, several cities, stopped us!"

The laughter was interrupted...... By a small, trembling voice.

A turquoise flame trembled lightly in this voice, and in the next moment it expanded into a huge illusion, light and dark green, outlining the rudiments of layers of clouds, and in the dense clouds, some huge objects were breaking through the thick cloud walls and appearing in the field of vision.

It was a scene, a magnificent spectacle.

However, Edward still failed to pay the attention he deserved in it, because the meaning of that small voice was enough to shock him.

Inkai Buguros?

Yes, since the kingship has appeared, isn't it logical and simple that this lich that was once sealed in it also appears here? But in this way, who will be the one who is sealed in the purple crystal, the whole staff of kingship, and the master of this incomparably grandiose, terrifying voice and breath?

Who could it be?

"These stupid beings, do they want to grovel to the arrogant monsters, and give up their dignity as arcanists, as wise men who control a qiē?"

The red robe known as Inkai Buguros let out a sharp sneer, he stretched out his hand, and then in the whole room, the runes carved from large and small magical materials flashed with different brilliance at first, this brilliance was originally only a faint point, but almost in the blink of an eye, it was already as bright as a star, like the moon, and finally it was dazzling!

When the qiē in the field of vision was receding downward, the mage had already left the crystal purple crystal, from the darkness, into a ray of sunlight!

The light around him seemed to have changed, and the bright light reflected the blood-red robe, and behind him, surrounded by all kinds of costumes, they rushed out of a towering tower, and around the tower, the wind howled, outlining the blue sky above the clouds, and the sunlight poured down from the higher clouds out of the gap, and in the distance it looked like a golden waterfall hanging down from the sky,

A qiē is close at hand

Edward looked at the city in the clouds, on an inverted mountain, and constructed the immense complex of buildings. Dozens of layers of white castles are constructed from the upper floors. Countless intersecting triangles, quadrilaterals, circles. Intricate, simple geometric figures, built on top of each other, this majestic structure is like a combination of a future fortress and an ancient Egyptian pyramid, and each stone is full of strange charm.

It is a splendid and dazzling, a kind of Yue, a kind of vicissitudes, a piece of history.

The two people standing at the head of the city were both golden-eyed and picturesque. The facial features, with a bit of similarity, and the height are also somewhat similar, it seems to be a pair of twins, but the golden silk is taken care of by men and women with different lengths. Around the robes on his body, countless subtle runes swirled up and down. Drive the legs of the robe to flutter gently. Floating. However, every rune was as brilliant as a star, and the touch of the gaze made the heart of the psychic warlock tremble, as if it contained an incomparably grand power, which could destroy the city and destroy the country lightly!

I'm afraid this is the so-called Grand Arcanist of the Ancient Magic Kingdom, right?

Two flanks a little behind. A little behind them, there were several women, beautiful women.

The scenery in the dream did not completely change with Edward's will. Instead, he followed a specific observing gaze, and although this person was blessed with a spell to enhance his vision, his main attention was on the man and woman in the center, and he only paid a little attention to the women behind them, so Edward could only barely see that the women each had different powers, and their appearance was either heroic and generous, or delicate and cute, or intelligent and cunning, but without exception, they were all the same bright and beautiful!

Mentor Lannister, you seem to be late, ah, no, or rather, you came at the right time, I was trying to show the whole multiverse this miraculous power, although my original intention was to find a suitable god to start, because this wayward destroyer is only interested in those gods, but if you are called a mortal by the gods, plus you are a big man, or Pandorian Ryan can barely see it?

Countless streams of energy rushed in from all directions with the light, like galloping horses, like torrents, terrible swelling pain swirled in the warlock's nerves, and the vision could not observe external objects, but the feeling seemed to be clear enough to be able to feel the tearing of the flowing space magic around the body constantly rubbing the body, bringing endless pain in every direction, both inside and outside.

"Gain power? Your actions will only bring disaster to all the Arcanists. Or is this your real purpose, to use that ancient god to complete your own revenge? Do you think your stupid plan will really work?"

"I'm not as afraid of the gods as you are, they're just worms attached to the rules of nature, stealing the rules of the whole world for their own use, and then returning to the world tree for their own use!"

Like a dull cloud. Fangfo's tentacles made of churning gas spawn and disappear randomly at its edges. The irregular sphere has no clearly discernible front and back zuoyou, and slowly rotates around an inclined axis. It always looks like it's floating

The huge mist condensed, and the vertical and horizontal flickering light densely covered countless sparks in the cascading darkness, forming a rotating disk, just like the brilliant galaxy in the clear night sky, as if through this side of the world, you can peek into the deepest mystery of the universe.

It's just that this light gives people not the amazement, excitement, and the color of feeling the grandeur and mystery of the universe, but a kind of inauspicious depression, a kind of fangfo and qiē collapse in front of them, scattered and broken fear.

What's that? (To be continued......)