Only in the dark pupils, a subtle touch of silver, added something more mysterious and even weird to her.

"It's inevitable. So, let's put an end to this disgusting qiē. ”

Her voice echoed again, still charming, but Edward felt a chill blowing into her body—like a howling ice wind blowing from the depths of a glacier, changeable and cruel...... And it never seems to stop.

"yes, how could it not be for yourself......?

He spoke sarcastically. Then he took a deep breath - a dizzy tremor slowly squeezed his mind, and even made his body tremble slightly involuntarily, and the psychic warlock had to settle down to maintain a standing posture, but this feeling was not as unbearable as he imagined, and after gritting his teeth, the feeling of his soul as if he was about to be sucked out of his body was greatly diminished.

"Erect the hull and bombard the center of the circle!" Edward ordered.

His voice echoed in a golden ring, but in the next moment, his eyes widened because of the incredulity - on the Remnant of the Calamity, the formation of space spells was dissipating layer by layer, closing, and the armor was sliding, reconnecting and covering the inside of the ship, and all the energy was gradually disappearing.

"Close the gun doors of the main ship, all energy arrays will be put into standby, and the battleship will retreat to the seven o'clock position to standby......"

Seemingly, there was a voice that echoed in my heart. Not really, but enough to make the psychic warlock's spirit tremble—for the voice was so familiar, even if it was faintly distorted. He could also make out the unique pronunciation, and the intonation that seemed to be chanting a mantra, and knew that it belonged to an archmage.

It was the voice of Archmage Albert.

Then, there was a familiar voice, a gentle and confident voice of God.

"Humans. As I said, you still can't get rid of the shortcomings that a humble soul must have. Arrogance makes you addicted to the limits of your own self. Do you think you can really see through the plans of the gods?" Mithra's voice was calm, with a satisfied mockery, "You are indeed powerful, but as long as you remain attached to your own existence. Sticking to the identity of the anti-human. There are a lot of weaknesses that you have to face, for example, you may never have considered that when you are against the god of magic, can those mages still be trusted?"

yes, mages can't be trusted, and. Since the god of magic controls the world's magic net, then she is involved in this matter. It shouldn't be so slow...... In all likelihood, she had been keeping a complete watch on all the Yiqiē from the beginning, waiting for the most suitable opportunity to intervene, while silently inserting her chess pieces into every hidden corner.

Is it Archmage Albert, or maybe Archmage Hawking, or...... Archmage Marilyn?

Edward's mind turned, and then Mithra's laughter was heard. It's like she's saying, 'You've finally got it......'

But in fact, it may just be a spiritual exchange, because at this moment, Edward can no longer even see the qiē around him. The grand energy suddenly rushed into the core of the circle, and the phantom that transformed the outside scenery also dissipated. Brighter and brighter pale gold came from all directions, pouring into the vision, into the hearing, into the touch, into every part that could be felt.

The Goddess of Magic is activating the seal.

At this moment, at this moment, the last obstacles that would interfere with her have disappeared, the energy of the city is overloaded because the labyrinth has been broken by divine power, it is difficult to interfere with her for a while, several gods have been devoured by her, although the Lord of Dawn is rushing here, however, in the face of an enemy with four powerful divine power gods distracted, can he deal with the incarnation of divine power that he sent in a hurry?

The answer is clearly no.

So, Mithra has won.

The water in my throat seemed to have completely evaporated, and suddenly I couldn't hear any meaningful sounds in my ears, and the whirring sound of the air flowing echoed in my ears, and then the feeling of my eardrums beating with my heartbeat...... On the other hand, the sensation seemed to be tens or hundreds of times more sensitive, and Edward could clearly feel his fingers shaking, and the long staff seemed to stretch out of his hand&...... It turned into a silver glow in front of his eyes, as if it was agitating itself.

Then, the staff that had been extremely light became extremely heavy, and even with all the strength of all its strength trying to hold it, it kept slowly slipping out of its hand......

A qiē is distorting and changing. The reality of physical existence is blurred under the action of magic, but it maintains a wonderful order, and the soul seems to be torn into countless pieces, each piece is being burned by the flames of purgatory, and all the qiē is crumbling and shattering. Consciousness is divided into countless fragments and forms a torrent of screams,

The pain was gone before the cry was uttered.

Edward snapped his eyes open and took a breath. He choked violently, then stopped abruptly—it felt as sudden as it had arrived, but it made the Psychomancer feel a sudden rush of pleasure, for he wanted to stop, and he stopped. This feeling of being in control of everything in your own will is actually really good.

He slowly straightened his waist and looked around him, the calm, clean space.

It was a grayish color, filling every corner of the field of vision, saying that it was solid, more like light mixed in the distance. There is neither up nor down, the direction is filled by space, as if the silence of death is the tone of this space, and only by chance will there be a subtle sound of wind, and it seems that the faint sound of sobbing echoes in the air......

"You...... It's really not easy to learn a lesson. ”

But it was not the sound of the wind, nor was it sobbing, and when the mind was fully concentrated, it would be understood that it was a voice that was saying this to him.

The voice was cold, calm, but with a great, condescending coercion. Each word is made up of countless voices that overlap, not with the ears of the human being, but with a brutal impact on the creature's body. Shaking their souls, monsters tearing at the world of human souls, pulling in his direction, rushing like a tide towards that bottomless abyss......

It's a little bit of a joy.

At least, there was a glimmer of joy in Edward's heart, because the voice was also familiar, and. He was sure that this voice would not be another betrayal that made people panic and resent.

No one. God, or whatever being is zài, is capable of making him rebel.

Of course, joy did not correspond to the ancient evil - Edward's spirit, though it had been hit by the power of the magic web a moment earlier. But there is no Cheng dù who is so confused that he can't think because of this. It is even more impossible to mistake his relationship with Pandorian Ryan because of this.

What is to be happy about -

To be able to appear in this space proves that at least you are still alive, at least, your consciousness is still there. The fact that Pandorian was able to talk to himself proved that he had not been devoured by him, and that he had not come here through the barriers of the universe.

If both sides have zài, then there is still room for redemption, and their bodies can be regarded as sealed. Most of the time, Pan Duo Ryan also has a way to recover.

"It's a good idea, but it's possible. You're already dead, and I just think your soul is very interesting, so I kept him for entertainment?"

Obviously, Misla's circle was not completely without effects, and the cracks created by the concussions were enough for Pandorian Ryan to steal a little of the remnants of the mind's mind...... Edward, however, was unfazed, his gaze swept across the blank space around him, and the flat earth stretched out from beneath his feet.

Sky, earth, mountains, rivers...... This time, the scenery in the spiritual space is no longer the world filled with yellow sand, blood mist, tombstones, and metal in the infinite sword system, but a high and transparent wilderness...... It's a bit like Edward's mood at the moment. Only the transpiring and wriggling, tidal intruders on the distant horizon were just like the memories of the past.

"First of all, I didn't do it voluntarily this time, it's a gift from the goddess of magic. ”

Edward chuckled softly, his gaze reflecting the tumbling torrent of darkness in the sky, and the difference—the original messy blade limbs had been much more converging, replaced by humanoid forms, holding up the vibrating jagged blades, and in the billowing black mist, the shadows of the huge spaceships slowly peeking out of the ghost-like bows, menacing.

Of course, the ancient evil creatures will not be those brainless monsters, and every time they attack, they must at least make more efficient changes...... Of course, the most efficient and most adaptable way to the war situation is, of course, to absorb the opponent's strengths and combine them with its own advantages.

I have to say that Pandorian Ryan learns quickly.

But it's still too slow...... Compare to the sheer number of tricks in Edward's mind that came out of the intersection of countless masterminds, countless programmers, thousands of hours of testing, experience and demo, and countless failures and successes in the virtual space. A few brief and always swept encounters weren't enough for anyone to absorb enough psychic information to turn defensive into offensive - yes, no one could, not even the Ancient Evil.

Even this time, the black shadow of the teeth and claws on the horizon was already thicker and deeper than before, but it wanted to pierce Edward's heart......

It's still a little bit worse.

So, the telemancer withdrew his gaze and whispered.

"As for whether I'm dead...... I've heard that the successive holders of royal power seem to end up in the same way, no matter how much destruction they have caused, sacrificed countless souls, fought with the gods, and finally been sealed, but it seems that none of them will be able to truly get rid of you. When you are destroyed, their souls will also be drained of energy in an instant, and they will no longer be zài. Isn't it?"

Of course, this question could not be answered, but of course Edward didn't care if the other party would answer, he just wanted to ask the question he wanted to ask.

"In the beginning, I didn't pay attention to it...... The more the fragments aggregate, the stronger your control over the holder will be, and eventually merge into one, which sounds normal. ”

He said slowly, as if talking to himself.

"But I later found out that you may not just control the soul you have chosen, because that is too complicated, and it is equivalent to consuming energy at all times, for you who have been locked up in the universe. Not a safe approach. What's more, if you rely on this simple method to control them, then it is impossible for the gods to fail to unlock your control. No matter how complex the soul is combined. There are flaws. ”

So, what Pendorian wants to use should be a more efficient way, and you have to completely control those people. Make sure that they will never betray you, and that they will not be liberated by others.

"This way made me think about it for a long time, and I even began to doubt my thoughts. Lucky though. After contacting a few things, I suddenly figured it out...... I remembered a man. The Psychic Mancer's eyes narrowed,

"Inkai Buguros. The lich. His soul should be placed in his own life box, so why can he still become the master of the royal power? And the royal power's control methods for other souls are more familiar? It's like a life box. Isn't it?"

The whole world suddenly fell silent.

It's not that he lost his voice, but that Qiē seemed to pause in response to that question. It seems to be announcing ...... Here's the answer.

If the user of royal power is equivalent to an extension of royal power, but what is royal power?

It is a key that connects the two universes, and is part of the Ancient Evil, which is the representative of Pandorian Ryan in this world. Every master of the royal power is like a lich. By the time he touched the fragments of royal power, his soul was no longer his own. And has been bound in this thing......

So, Pandorian Ryan can face them head-on. Give them power and transform their souls......

Therefore, when the owners of royal power in the past failed, they would be drained of their strength by the royal power and become its last nourishment......

Therefore, even the gods cannot untie this bondage, because the connection that controls the user's body is not the user itself at all.

They and the kingship are one flesh.

The silence faded for a moment, and Pandorian still didn't make any answer, only the darkness on the horizon suddenly thickened in this moment! In an immeasurable transience, it had taken over half of the world!

Is it the result of research, or is it just a guess of luck? None of this matters to Pandorian Ryan—he doesn't know much about the human in front of him, but he knows his habits—and now that the answer is revealed, does it mean that he has found a solution?

But at this moment, at this moment?

His body is being sealed by the gods of that world, and his soul is being eroded by the power of the ancient evils, how can he solve this double crisis? What's more, when he reveals the answer, it means that Pandorian will definitely go all out and no longer give him any chance!

"Well, you don't need to worry about that. ”

The human smiled.

He slowly stretched out a hand, flat with his palm up.

wrists, flipped face down.

Our Soviets will punish the whole world, from Europe to the Far East on the Neva, and everywhere the land will sing: capitals, vodka, our Soviet bears!

The majestic music fluttered in this world, and with this passionate sound, the plains and wilderness were filled with metal and soot—a huge roar echoed, and the luster of metal shone on the earth, shaping a form that did not belong to this world.

Thirteen.3 meters long, 6.5 meters wide, 4.6 meters high, and the forward length of the fort was 16.7 meters...... The land monster with a total weight of 197 tons in battle, the new Tesla electromagnetic drive developed and improved by the Ulyanovsk Power Development Center emitted a roaring roar, and the surging power of up to 3,700 horsepower drove the huge body forward.

The dust pulled a cloud of smoke behind the swirling four tracks, and the huge cannon had begun to charge, the capacitors behind the turret emitted an astonishing amount of heat, and the next moment, the electrochemically propelled XE-1 "Judgment Fire" high-explosive anti-tank projectile was filled by the loader into the powerful 152 mm "Roaring Dragon" cannon...... The blazing flames suddenly erupted, the titanium alloy warhead broke through the hell flames, and smashed into the body of a monster, 150 kilograms of ultra-high temperature explosives burst into flames, completely tearing its target into pieces, and the second half of the flight into the sky fell into the monster group more than ten meters away with splashes of molten iron, causing a small fire.

The pitch-black shadows suddenly let out a crazy and sharp roar, and the sweeping sound waves seemed to have become a weapon, and the transparent sound pierced the sky and rushed straight into the sky, not even attenuating. But when it crossed the space and slammed into the sixteen layers of composite armor equivalent to 2,100 millimeters of homogeneous steel, it could only dissipate miserably, and it could not even make a tiny crack there.

Then, this small rebellion triggered a counterattack......

The remaining seventy-nine cannons of the forty Heavenly Activators caused more storms in the monster community, and the flames that rose in sequence were exciting.

Then, above the sky, twenty pairs of 27-degree inclined five-blade coaxial propellers spun into a blurred halo, slowly lowering the heavy fuselages of twenty double-bladed helicopters from above! Eighty sixty-millimeter dandelion rocket launchers were aimed straight at the darkness in front of them, and they were launched with full ammunition to pull out white smoke and dust like angels in space!

The roar of the engine and the friction of the tracks combine to create Edward's sound.

"This is the last time I'll be with you, so, Davarich, move forward!" (to be continued......)