Chapter 701: A Helpless Reunion
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"The original intention? The dream of human beings is originally something that is enriched with the changes of time, and no one will really implement the original intention forever, and there is nothing in this world that cannot be given up, as long as there is a better one to replace it. ”
Edward narrowed his eyes, letting his gaze pass through the protection of the divine power, and this time, the face of the god was no longer blurred. On the tall statue of the god, the profound facial features were as handsome as a youth, exuding a warm luster, but in the eyes that were also golden, there was that kind of insightful, cold indifference.
People, ghosts, monsters, time and all things, in these eyes, are all equal
"Is that so? Or, can I give you something better in exchange for what you want now?"
"Values are a derivative of the human self, so I can't find and can't think of a better and irreplaceable Cun Zài than Elena, so she can't be replaced. The human exhaled softly and looked at the huge idol, "Also, since I am finally able to talk to you now, I might as well repeat what I said." ”
His pupils shrank slightly, and he said word by word:
"It doesn't matter who it is, you, or that Ireel, or what means, what you sacrifice, or what you bring to the world, give Elena back to me. Otherwise, I won't stop, and I'll use all my strength, all the means, to get her back from you, that's all. ”
"It's a simple wish. Not unacceptable. If you really just want so much...... For the sake of her life, if she can pay a qiē, then, all the problems are not difficult to solve. ”
"Is this really wishful thinking, is this the way God is thinking?"
The human suddenly chuckled: "It was you who took away a qiē, so it was you who paid the price." I can give something that doesn't belong to me, but don't want me to give anything in exchange for what I already have. I'm not that stupid yet. If you want my life, if I don't have the strength to keep myself safe, then what's the point of a qiē?"
"It's evil. The Lord of Dawn was silent for a moment, and then, without help but sigh softly. But then it was drowned out in Edward's words.
"Is it evil to deprive others of their own needs to satisfy their own needs? If so, then this is how man is evil. That's how evil life is, psychic warlock. The relationship between this world and me is like this, without me, it would not be mine, so why should I care about those who do not belong to me?"
The communication between the spirits was as fast as lightning, so it seemed that at the moment when the eyes met, an invisible shock wave had burst out, sweeping through the entire hall!
An indescribable cacophony of grinding resounded all around Edward. The shield of divine power crackled, and the invisible energy drew a circular texture in the air! And the ground in front of him weathered and cracked with incredible degrees, and between the sand and dust, a huge herringbone crack was eroded!
The God of Dawn doesn't seem to be in the habit of winning ideas or delays. Therefore, when the current communication is meaningless, it is natural to choose to use it as a means of fast boundaries to solve the problem!
The Psychic Warlock snorted, and his entire body flew backwards! In an instant, he had already flown out of the hall of the temple!
This was the best way to do it, but the human body had just flown out, and the idol suddenly took a step forward!
The robe carved into one seemed to be completely fiddling with a living creature at this time, and one of its hands was already stretched forward!
There was a muffled pop, and a large hole had been made in the outer wall of the hard white basalt that was five or six feet thick!
But then, Lang Lang's laughter echoed in the air, and the muffled sound of the pop sounded again! The silver shield, along with the psychic warlock in it, had somehow once again smashed through the outer wall and returned to the temple like a cloud!
Edward didn't even have room to resist, so he was tossed around like a ball! You know, the shield of divine power is not just a simple spherical protective shell, at least, it shouldn't be difficult to fix yourself!
But......
"Is that all?"
The Psychic Warlock's face, buried in the black hooded shadow ancestor, only the corners of the pale mouth seemed to add some pleasant curves...... The silver luster spread from his hands, and in the space around him, layers of protection were re-arranged! And with the wave of his hands, there was a swishing and swishing friction sound in the space!
Although it is the idol of Lansendel, the idol is just a statue after all
Strictly speaking, it can't even be counted as a doppelganger, but just a special magical artifact, a special effect that a god can attach to an object. It is more appropriate to call it a puppet than a "god"!
In fact, the word god is still very appropriate, that is, the so-called ...... A golem of divine power. But no matter what, Edward soon appeared, and this huge idol was quite tricky!
The colossus waved its arm, and the invisible force was generated out of thin air, pulling Edward forward and flying out, as if he was autonomous to meet the huge fist, and Edward did not dodge or dodge, his spirit condensed, controlled his body, and fell on the surface of his fist in a huge earthquake, the white surface of the marble had instantly collapsed, and the gravel was like rain!
But then he frowned.
Because under his feet, it was just a stone! The divine power that was originally conceived to be absorbed had already faded into the interior of the statue at the moment of contact, and there was no trace left! At this time, the other hand of the stone statue had already been pressed down head-on! With a bang, both hands were clasped together!
This blow was naturally impossible to squeeze the psychic warlock, but when he flew into the air to avoid the cross, a golden light flashed, and the fingers of the stone statue, which had collapsed, had flowed like liquid, flattened, and grabbed at him again!
Edward's body swam in the air, bringing out a silver and black afterimage.
In the volley, the large rocks on the idol continued to crumble, and five or six deep ravines were torn out! The rocks that had fallen off and scattered, twisted and deformed in the air, turning into countless great swords of stone, flying all over the sky, and bombarding the silver shield around Edward's body, each blow brought a thunderous roar! But Edward's divine power was consumed a little. Or maybe this little bit of divine power is almost insignificant to Edward, but after all, it adds up. Dozens of times later, five or six incandescent flames of light burst into the air, and the flames filled the sky! When the silver ball of light flew out of the flames, there was a somewhat thin trace on the circulating protection!
That's smart.
The silver-black shadow swept away far away, reverting to a telepathic warlock wrapped in divine power. Looking at the stagnant colossus, Edward couldn't help but nod slightly.
Lansendel obviously had a general understanding of royal power, and he knew that he must not have direct contact with Edward, nor should he allow the slightest leakage of divine power, otherwise with the power of royal power, any divine power would be directly plundered. So. He didn't use any divine energy at all, he just manipulated something that could be manipulated - stones, natural energy, and even gale created by wielding his body to fight that human!
Although the divine power he contains is far less than that of Edward, but that layer of solid and heavy shell makes it almost ignore the negative effects of a qiē, whether it is fire or freezing or lightning strikes, it cannot cause him a huge consumption, and the divine power infused into it makes it ten thousand times trickier than ordinary golem puppets, the earth and stone on the ground are his construction materials, and any damage caused will be calmed down in the blink of an eye, and the swift movements of an ordinary person are exerted on the body that is more than twenty feet high, and the rock weighing more than 10,000 jun has unmatched destructive powerEven the passing wind pressure can tear ordinary people's bodies apart like rags! Even the situation after swinging into the air will make the violent storm affect Edward's flight trajectory!
Long-range attacks?
With a wave of his hand, three spears of divine power flew towards the idol! forehead, throat, chest, but the response in the three places was the same, the colossus did not dodge at all, and the spear sank into the stone like a bamboo, and then the mud cow entered the sea, making the psychiocher's brow furrowed—
It only took a moment for the God of Dawn to transform the ownership of that divine power, completely changing! The explosion effect that he had originally endowed the divine power, which was enough to shatter the stone statue, was gone!
"The power of mortals, after all, is still too shallow. Among the colossas, the voice of the Lord of the Morning Light was a little leisurely, and even expressed on the face of the stone statue: "Give up, with the ability you have now, it is impossible to be hostile to me." ”
Almost as powerful as the king's devouring power...... This is the power of the higher gods?
The psychic warlock's body paused in the air.
His eyes wandered, and the huge statue was still heavy in his field of vision, and he couldn't see any of the details, and even the transformation just now couldn't detect how it began and how it ended, and there was only one thing that was certain—those small divine tricks couldn't have worked on the Lord of Dawn.
But if you don't use divine power, what means do you have? To deal with such a thing?
If you want to use spatial teleportation to dismantle him, you will consume too much of your divine energy, and the gains outweigh the losses, or will you crash into his body entirely, but you don't know where the manipulation core composed of divine energy is...... Or wait for him to be automatically dissipated by the pressure of the plane? It's a waste of time, and it's no different from being helpless, it's better to turn around and run away......
It's just that dealing with the Colossus seems to be a bit of an example...... That 'what's with the Colossus' method doesn't seem to work, because this thing doesn't have a core, but in my memory, it seems that there is a guy who fights and is very good at dealing with those big things?
One thought after another flowed in his heart, but then he was denied one by one, and only the last one remained, so Edward sneered softly, and between raising his hand, the silver moonlight gathered in Edward's hand, flowing, becoming a huge blade, and the luster turned, and he already held a handle between his hands, and then threw his hand and projected it!
"It's ridiculous, do you want to keep trying?"
The gods were unimpressed by the 'attachment' of the human beings - although the appearance had changed, the attack was still essentially nothing more than a flying prop, so the huge idol did not hesitate to ignore the two blades, clenched its fists, and slammed the mosquito-like opponent with a single blow!
It's a pity. The deity apparently did not know what kind of spawn the two exaggerated blades were copied from.
"Drink!"
The huge blade of the sword, which was almost half a moon, drew two arcs in the air, and with a soft click, it stabbed into the neck of the idol! But at the moment when the golden light flowed and surrounded it, the black figure in the distance had already exhaled and opened a voice! The long chain attached to the blade thickened out of thin air, pulling the blade and bouncing back to the head of the Colossus. It was broken in half by the force of the blade, and it collapsed with a click!
The second blade turned, and then it was nailed into the stone statue's shoulder!
Lansendel's reaction was extremely fast, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the thin silver chain behind the blade, but compared to the thick rock arm, the chain was as weak as a cotton thread, but the divine energy invested in it was by no means thin - between the arm pulling, the subtle chain had been deeply embedded in the giant hand of the rock, but the blade nailed into the neck did not tremble in the slightest. As Edward exhaled, the arm, covered in armor, had been cut from his body!
Then, the chain blade on the left swung in the air and flew over again!
Click......
The blade swirled, drawing silver spirals in the air! The air was swept up in a rising storm!
Under such a dense and intense attack, the statues of the boulder were peeled off piece by piece, bursting piece by piece, and the diffuse dust expanded like mist, completely filling the entire hall! Almost in the blink of an eye, more than a third of the boulder's body had been consumed!
The onlookers of the Dawn believers were still able to blast out a series of divine spells at that enemy at the beginning, but only a few breaths, this terrible dust completely enveloped them, let alone attack that enemy, even if they chanted prayers again, it was completely impossible to even breathe, a few remnant mages reluctantly used the wind creation technique, but the storm created was almost completely ineffective in a closed environment, let alone blowing away the dust.
In the battle between the strong, the weak ones cannot be of any use, no matter how many they are.
Edward's eyes had already closed, and even the divine shields around him were completely attached to his body, and the strength had reached the point where he was now, and ordinary vision was not as effective as divine vision
"You probably don't know what Pandorian Ryan's body is, do you?"
"A monster. An aggregate of strength. ”
The question that suddenly sounded in his heart made Edward smile slightly, but still responded.
"In the end, you will only be a part of Pandorian Ryan, what do you think will do you by resurrecting that ancient evil? Do you think that with the power of one person, you can occupy the consciousness of an ancient evil?"
"He is an evil being that a mortal like you cannot think of, and you can think that he is a consciousness, but not a biological consciousness, but a consciousness far from a god, a consciousness of the world. He is one of the dead multiverse, or the aggregate product of all consciousness in several planes, the undead of a plane! Such a monster can only bring destruction to a plane! Even the gods have no ability to destroy it, they can only simply seal it and barely stop him, and you think that with your insignificant human soul, you can control such a being?
"The fraction of the infinite is still infinite, and the strength of consciousness can really be obtained through the fusion of guò? or, you don't know what it means to grasp the infinite, to be eternal in an instant?"
Edward's body was swimming in the air, and the fluctuations of consciousness did not stop, but in just a few simple conversations, he had circled the stone statue in an unknown number of circles, and scraped out many marks on the rock.
In fact, he doesn't like to say these things, because they don't really make sense at all—there are always ideas in a person's heart that cannot be reversed lightly, at least not by words. Only a fierce blow of fate can change that stubbornness...... Therefore, no matter which world it is, for thousands of years, any victory must be laid on the basis of force and absolute power changes, and it is impossible for Edward not to naively hope that the little nonsense in his head can directly influence a god and make him give up the dispute with himself.
That's something that can only exist in myths and legends, and in the final analysis, it's just things that the strong make up to whitewash themselves in order to achieve their own goals.
Just like a miracle, you can believe in its existence, but if you think you can cause miracles, then you don't have to fight to death every minute, it's already a real miracle.
But if someone was willing to sue him about Pandorian Ryan, why should he refuse?
The howling wind in the hall could no longer roll up the heavy ash dust, and the ground was covered with a layer of soft ash! A god always has almost infinite patience, but he still has to bear the consumption of his divine power by the main material plane, and he is a disadvantage in every way