Then, push this root of all evil towards the attack of the gods, using a sub-light bullet.

In the end, it is the spiritual ability to jump in time and let yourself escape.

Are you Edward, Edward?Vincent, the little mercenary, the skinner, the little mage's apprentice, the chief apprentice, the little lord, the viscount, the count, the ancient evil, the wielder of Pandorian Ryan, are you the master of the kingship, or the lost soul in another world......

There was a strange voice in the corner of the heart, shouting. Shout out all of your own qiē...... But at that moment, everything in the world was blurring, and even the concept of the so-called self seemed to be gone. ，

Am I going to die?

Only when you have faced real death will you realize that you have nothing.

All things, before the final annihilation, are but inevitable, and all human language, wisdom, is but a foolish and simple game compared to the horrors of death. The so-called wonderful things pursued by life, loyalty, creation, and love...... Under the power of the end, it is also about to collapse at the touch of a button. All the one qiē is part of the fate that rolls forward. Death is like a wave, all the small and complicated, those negative factors are washed away, and only the purest essence is precipitated and preserved......

No, I'm not going to let you die......

It seems that someone sued him like this. At the thought of death, when it passed through his consciousness.

It's a vague voice, or not a sound at all, but a thought. A kind of spiritual commonality, or a more esoteric connection. Very gracious, however. It was so faint, so faint that it was almost imperceptible, and if it weren't for the psychic mancer's keen sense of spirit, he wouldn't have felt that subtle signal at all.

Who is it?

"It seems that the qiē is over. ”

Before the thought was over, another voice said this, completely drowning out the small voice.

The psychic mancer's heartstrings tightened. But then I relaxed again.

tense because he recognized who the voice belonged to. That kind of sheer reverberation in consciousness, indifference. Deep, yet with cascading tremors, continuous sounds, naturally Pando Ryan's.

So. Edward relaxed...... Not because he can relax. It's because of frustration, because of helplessness, because of loss, and the frustrated love has occupied all his spirit in a moment, making it impossible for him not to relax.

However, the other party's next sentence made him stunned.

"Don't worry, little one. The Ancient Evil Creature spoke. The voice seemed to be mild: "You won." ”

Win?

What did you win?

The huge divine power crushed the royal power.

The answer soon came to mind - it was what Edward needed to achieve. This evil thing, which had been temporarily sealed, would be mutated because it could not withstand the energy when it encountered a sudden, huge divine power that infused and bombarded at an extremely high speed.

Disintegrate.

Although it is sealed with an ancient evil thing, it is not an ancient evil thing after all.

Its ontology is just a passage between Pandorian Ryan and this multiverse, built with mutated divine power, but divine power is divine power after all, and its structure cannot reach the point of perfect indestructibility. There is a limit to the absorption of divine power, just like a person can drink three or four liters of water a day, but if you want to pour these three liters of water into his stomach in an instant, then he will die from a burst stomach pouch.

Of course, this is just a theory, and it is not easy to put it into practice.

If it was possible to seal Pandorian with just a large amount of divine power, then it would be impossible for this ancient evil creature to covet this world for tens of thousands of years - as a living creature, it could choose to escape, or more intelligently use a part of its divine power as a block, and consume and absorb at the same time to resolve the crisis.

In fact, before that, Pandorian Ryan had already broken through the barrier of space and descended into this world in person, right?

Therefore, it must be sealed, and it must not be given the possibility of escaping, changing, or even evading.

This is the hardest step because there is hardly anything of energy that can block it...... It wasn't until Mithra, who had insight into the nature of Pandorian Ryan, that Edward finally found an opportunity to create a structure similar to Pandorian Ryan's power and trap it.

It was also the luckiest step to be born in the midst of this near-fatal mistake. And most importantly, with the help of this seal, Edward was finally able to deal a fatal blow to the royal power - for the first time in tens of thousands of years, the staff had lost its 'master'. Without the power to manipulate the manipulators, Pandorian himself cannot intervene in this world. This is the reason why the ancient evil creatures have always been so obsessed with Edward.

Then, with the arrival of Ciric, little by little, Edward gradually deprived it of all the conditions to escape, such as the space to twist it.

"Such a long-term plan, from the very beginning, has been seeking this last possibility, such a slim chance, you actually follow the ...... in the end" or read the human mind, the voice of the ancient evil creature has a strange component, such as emotion, or jealousy: "So, even I, at this time, must admit that this victory is no longer in my hands." ”

"It didn't take long, it's just a constant revision in the process......"

The Psychic Warlock slowly stood up, though in reality, he remained on his feet.

The mirror-like smooth metal reflected his pitch-black shadow, but this was not the hall he had constructed in his 'dream', but just a small piece of ground, and the endless void covered all the remaining parts dozens of feet away, pale in color, like light, but it could also be understood as darkness and chaos.

This is the end of the relaxation.

Now that he has entered this dream, Pan Duo Ryan may still have the possibility of turning the tables.

"I don't have that power anymore, it's just the last wreckage left in your mind, don't worry about what else I can do. ”

"Oh......" the human nodded.

But...... It's stupid to believe you.

It took so long. I've put so much effort into it, and now it's failing, if I can still believe it. If you don't care about it, and you don't have any intention of redeeming it, you're flouting my intellect, right?

If it had a structure similar to that of a human, Pandorian Ryan would be so angry that he couldn't help grinding his teeth at the moment...... But it was silent for now, as if it didn't bother to correct anything: "...... Anyway, prudence is also a virtue. However, I don't chase any struggles when the situation is already falling apart. That's pointless, not to mention that I can afford to lose. ”

Afford to lose.

The ancient evil thing's answer made Edward smile slightly.

Yes. As long as the kingship remains, Pandorian Ryan will have a chance to make a comeback...... After the key of this seal is broken, it will be re-transformed into countless fragments, waiting for the day when it will be reassembled, and each failure is also the process of sowing this 'seed'. However, after this near-successful attempt. The gods must have taken its precautions to the next level. So how big will the so-called opportunities be?

"At the beginning, Iocas also said this, and in the early days, what was it called...... However, their time has passed eventually, and for me, it is just the beginning and end of a story. Pandoryan's voice was indifferent. It's as if the autumn wind blows across the grassland, heralding the arrival of winter: "The so-called gods." It's just a bunch of stuffy beings who think they're important, but it's just something like what you call ants. ”

Edward fell silent.

In fact, if he really judged it from a purely spiritual level, he could indeed feel the weakness of Pandorian Ryan, the flickering power like a candle in the wind. It is only enough to guarantee a little understanding of the soul, and even this power is still fading.

"That's it. However, as the inheritor of a part of my power, or one day, we will meet again......" The ancient evil creature suddenly let out a series of continuous laughter, but there was a certain malice contained in it, which made Edward frown: "I shouldn't forget you, because it seems that there is always a being that can surprise me, in this universe, there are not so many, speaking of which, the beginning and the end of this story are equally interesting, or is this the so-called beginning and end?"

"How are you going to get out of this crisis on your own......?"

The continuous laughter was like thousands of people at the same time, but then it mixed into a broken cacophony, and the chaotic light was gathering from all four sides of the field of vision to the center, swallowing everything in it...... Then, the sharp pain seemed to bring some kind of enlightenment, and he instantly understood the malice in the laughter of the ancient evil thing.

The low hum that filled the space gradually became louder, and finally almost turned into a rumbling shrill roar, and in the field of vision, there seemed to be a layer of slightly brighter light and shadow like smoke, flickering, making all the qiē show a strange golden luster.

The golden light, like surging water waves, flowed, conjuring up mysterious shapes and symbols. This connection is nested, consisting of lines and spells forming a net, and this light expands outward, like a ...... A glorious ocean!

Edward's eyes narrowed, and in the center of the golden yellow, he saw the incandescent sheen outline a human form with wings. The energy splits into six golden wings that envelop inward, enveloping one's gaze in it. In the center where the light converges, it seems that all of them are burning incessantly.

It was a strange feeling, unfamiliar, but it had been engraved in my heart a long time ago......

Then, Edward saw the familiar face.

A stone's throw away.

The sharp jaw and slender facial curves, together with the deep and slender nose bridge, are constructed to create a wonderfully delicate ...... The slight flush that began to rise in the transparent pale of his cheeks made him a little confused for a moment. Until his gaze touched the lines of blood that kept pouring out from the corners of his delicate and pale lips.

In the gold, the line of scarlet, dazzlingly red.

"Elena......" he muttered to himself, trying to reach for the bloodstain, then startled at the scorched blackness that appeared in sight.

Fingers, palms...... The entire arm had been reduced to pitch-black bones, a burnt color that had been stripped of all moisture. It was impossible to distinguish whether it was flesh or clothing, and the black ash wrapped around it, and it began to crumble and crumble in the moment of movement.

Surprisingly doesn't hurt at all, or. Is it because the whole body has been carbonized, so I can't feel it?

No, that doesn't matter anymore, but how did she get here? she had sent strong hints into her thoughts, and her fragile defenses should have been asleep until the city sent her back to the main physical plane?

“…… Don't move......" The voice like a mosquito sodium came into her ears, and the girl's long eyelashes twitched. But she didn't seem to see anything: "I'll protect you......" she said, "I won't...... ...... that will make you die"

At this moment, a qiē in the space vibrated again. In just a moment, there was a power that seemed to be able to destroy the world and surging in the sky! The warm gold suddenly dimmed. The six wings were constantly trembling and restricting, and the feathers of the large handful of light were falling off and burning. And that countenance trembled in pain because of this. Let more blood come out from the corners of the lips and even the corners of the eyes!

The red color was like a thin needle that pierced the psychic man's heart, making it rediscover the meaning of pain.

Strength, too, swells out of the mind because of this.

I think, therefore I am, or thought is the strongest sword...... The messy mind could no longer tell what was in it, and the Psychic Warlock heard himself roaring, and saw his invisible psychic tentacles trembling, tearing out a turbulence of energy around him.

The golden light is dim. Transparent, then. He saw it.

In the distance—immeasurable, thousands of miles away—energy was flickering, unfolding into an incomparably vast mass of transparent light and shadow.

It was a huge shadow that occupied almost the entire field of vision, and the outstretched body was surrounded by a halo of colorful light, but the light could not give the slightest positive power—hideous, fearful, a greedy figure that was based on strength, as if it wanted to encircle the whole space together......

Misla?

Full of infinite doubts, but the thought that rose in his heart was extremely certain, Edward turned his gaze, and saw that around the erupting colorful light, there were dark shadows that were constantly bursting out, the obscure, empty disk, as if it contained the aggregation of countless debris, and in the middle of the darkness like flames, the flickering silver points of light, which seemed to have a somewhat transparent feeling, which made the psychic warlock secretly startled.

Reading scum.

There were six, nay, at least eight or nine, or even more hollow darkness, but they no longer seemed to belong to Pandorian Ryan—the seemingly weak flame of darkness that was scorching and devouring the colossus of the colorful gods, and would stand in his way, dividing all the one-qiē into a mere force that strengthened itself......

So what is it exactly?

Is God only?

Evil things?

Or......

As his thoughts turned, the scene in the space changed again. Around the huge figure, there was an incomparably brilliant brilliance - as if countless air currents and lightning bolts were pushing and striking outside the shield. However, as long as you have a little understanding of the power of space, such as Edward, you can know that it is not actually lightning, but a dimensional rift caused by the folding and cracking of space.

The space gate that was originally opened by Shirek and controlled by the goddess of magic was constantly collapsing, and this huge energy caused an out-and-out disaster, and every dimensional crack would erupt with the energy of the volume and the terrifying shock wave to tear apart the incarnation of the huge divine power, and the huge humanoid form was constantly bursting out with endless explosions. Even the entire void shook and shook at this moment. Struggling to survive the storm.

The goddess of magic seems to be dying.

Misra ...... Falling soon?

But how exactly does this qiē happen?

The unimaginable truth shook the Psychic Warlock's thoughts, and then he saw a purple-black energy burst from his body, enveloping him and the woman in front of him......

"The circle was activated. ”

"Great, great, it's all my vision...... That's great. ”

"Don't get too complacent, you still can't be sure if he's still alive. What's more, under that huge energy turbulence, it's hard to say how much of a role teleportation can play......"

"His vitality is stronger than those insects, even if he is scorched by fire, he shouldn't die, right?"

"If it was just a bug, it would have been crushed to pieces by the gods a long time ago...... Is that why you want him dead?"

"Shut up, rotten melon...... Well, it's rotten melons! We have more troublesome things to think about, like how can we save our lives to meet him?"

"What is there to consider, I probably already knew it from the beginning...... We're probably not going to see him anymore, well, don't stare at me like that, anyway, if he's still alive, he'll probably find a way to find us? ”

Dahni looked up and sighed softly, her red gaze flickering, reflecting countless pale dots.

A supernatural light emanated from the space, bathing a large swath of space in an ominous silver sharpness. However, at the end of the line of sight, there is an invisible dividing line...... At the end of that vast mist, the silver in the sky had faded, and the intense holy glow reflected the sky like the morning light, and the luster revealed from the tumbling storm clouds was also covered with a layer of gray white traces. (To be continued......)