"Yes, yes, I've been in it all the time, but what's the matter? It's not a virtue to trap four and trap five? Anyway, for me, I'm not in a hurry, and I didn't sneak behind others with a knife...... Okay, I love it, but at least I know what works for who and who doesn't. ”

The Prince of Lies' babbling was interrupted by a cold snort, and in that voice, a red light shone brightly, condensing into a crystalline spear that flew forward with a sharp sound that pierced the air!

A shrill whistling pierced the silence and faded away......

The spear was just a transformation of divine power, no different from waving a hand to the high gods, but the red light attracted everyone's attention for a moment, and it moved forward in space without touching any obstacles at all - countless stairs and platforms blocked its front, but the spear always avoided the trajectory of the impact at the last moment.

"The characteristics of the space god are special, and the simple power has no effect in the infinite space except for the gradual disappearance. ”

"Of course it's special, otherwise, he wouldn't be so confident that he wants to use this power to trap us!The Elder Gods have absolutely sublime restraining power, and as the power that manifests existence, they are the foundation of the entire multiverse!"

Tampas responded, his voice louder, roaring through the space like thunder in the sky: "Misla, are you sure you're blocking all of his power?

"I can't be sure. Because when the binding magic array is activated. I lost contact with my doppelganger. ”

"The time the circle was activated was when the ancient evil thing was sealed, but since his power is still working, then it means that you have completely failed. So why are we going to get here?"

"Although the space god is powerful, it is not without flaws, as long as we can ......"

"That's not good, without the help of the gods, we need to spend nearly a hundred times our strength to break through the limitations of this space......"

"That's why I don't build yì ......"

"Hi, hi!"

The Prince of Lies stamped his feet. A greasy darkness spread outward from where he stood, a thick mist wafted around each of the gods, finally stopping their discussion from erupting, "I said guys. Are you here to show me a bad quarrel?

The growing noise vanished in an instant, after all, the word 'unity' came out of Ciric's mouth...... It seems that the end of the world is really inevitable.

"Okay. Now the question is. How are we going to get out of here?" said Ciric, shaking his shoulders indifferently. But his words were immediately interrupted by Ogma: "No, the real question is how we are going to get out of here with minimal attrition. ”

"Yes, at the lowest cost, because if the cost is huge, it will make your plans meaningless. ”

A black robe, like a pitch-black crow in the ice and snow, suddenly descended, with that cold and dry voice. "Fortunately. Ladies and gentlemen, I am Katzejek. Your narrator, on behalf of the owner of this place, welcomes you. ”

"Ah, there's finally someone you can talk to, even though you don't seem to be human?"

All the gods were silent for a moment, pondering what this sudden appearance meant, so Ciric seemed to take over the conversation without hesitation: "Well, what kind of master of yours, ah, let's get it straight, what the hell does Edward want to do? If he has a few problems to solve, then I'd be happy to be a spectator, of course, I like to be present, so please arrange me a special seat, but preferably not among these players." ”

"I'm sorry, Majesty Cirek. The black-robed man slowly pulled down his hood, revealing the smooth bald head underneath, the special purple-black mark moved slightly on his forehead, and his silver eyes reflected the indifferent gazes of several gods: "Now that you have entered the game, I'm afraid we can only play until the end of this game." However, my host said that you are a VIP after all, so he can give you special care. ”

Ciric's lips quietly pursed into a sinister line.

For in that sentence, all the gods were instantly enveloped in a layer when they paid attention to him—more and more layers of distrust, the reputation of the Prince of Lies had always been 'outstanding', and if he had any connection with some ancient evil, then ...... It's just a natural thing to do.

"There are infinite paths, infinite directions, but a labyrinth, there must always be an exit, just find it, I mean, anyone can find a way out, you can leave, oh, sorry, I didn't say that right, it's not to leave, but to get to your destination. ”

The man who called himself Katzeyek reached out and pressed his chest and gave a graceful salute: "My master, I will welcome you in his city." ”

"It's so generous. ”

The gods looked at each other before Tampas, the god of war, spoke.

Taking a step forward, the huge body of the god of war made him shake violently on the platform: "Why should we trust what your master said?"

"Of course, my master has said that you can doubt it. You can also choose to trust him. ”

"Okay, then, I'll trust him, I believe there is a reasonable exit here. ”

The voice of the god of war seemed to laugh, but in the blink of an eye, his figure had already divided into hundreds, and then, each doppelganger turned into a streamer of light, and ran towards a different path!

There are infinite paths, infinite directions, but as long as there is an exit, it can be explored, unraveled, and it is not impossible for a god to create an infinite exploration.

"Oh, that's not a good habit. Dear Majesty, we accept games, but we don't accept cheating. ”

Katzerjek raised his hand.

His fingertips. A long, slender black line is pulled out from left to right on the surface - this movement is gentle as if you are pulling a flower in your hand, and the little faint shadow on the fingertips is even fainter.

However, the darkness that seemed to dissipate at any time pulled countless twin brothers throughout the space...... But each one is dozens, nay, hundreds of feet long......

The black slit that seemed to be a spider's silk fluttering in the wind distorted the air around it, spreading its body, different from the silence of the tiny line that had just been drawn. They seemed to be living creatures, and they twisted like lightning and slid across the space!

Every single one. Aim at a doppelganger of the god of war!

Sting.

In a very bizarre, not sharp but extremely harsh voice, the first batch of a dozen Tampas has already been crossed!

Like stubble left behind by the swing of a scythe—the tall figures paused, then fell like vulnerable scarecrows. Their running and jumping figures suddenly stopped and cut off in unison. The heavy armor, muscles, and bones slid away at a slanted angle, and then there was an overwhelming amount of plasma gushing out!

But in fact, it was a surging and steaming divine power!

They writhed, trying to regain their original form. Yet the blackness kept devouring them, and beyond. More of the Tampas doppelgangers are prostrating themselves or jumping up, moving like layers of streamers. Trying to dodge the horrific killing...... However, the thin black line seemed straight forward, but in fact, it couldn't stop writhing and flickering, like a web of infinite height death, no matter how they dodged, they couldn't escape the fate of being split in two!

......

"They'll eventually find the way to run out. ”

Edward said.

"And you're finished?"

"No, no, time, Goddess Xià, please note the most important part of this dimension in which we live. The Psychic Warlock laughed, "The few avatars of the gods who entered from the periphery were important to you, but you lied to them, they are not your assistants. ”

He sat on the ground at the moment, gently kneading his ankles, as if to relieve the soreness there: "I can't let them enter my territory, not even if it's on the side, because I know very well, and you know very well, they, haha, are just backup energy sources that you have sent." ”

The incarnation of the goddess of magic still stood in front of Edward, looking at him with a smile on her face, but the smile had become a little blurred. And she is also indifferent to human questions - she seems to know that if she answers, she will reveal some key information.

And Edward didn't mind.

"Of course, you have a backhand, you have a lot of backhand. He smiled and continued: "The first method is to attack me directly, the first method is to attack my castle from the outside, and the third method, I guess, well, you want to start from the inside, right?" Well, of course, this trick of inviting you into the urn is only effective for those who have a strong desire to save zài, some of them are more intelligent, or they have already seen through more things, they are not easy to be fooled, if my luck is better, you may have two or three helpers left, and if you are lucky, you will have one left, yes, at least one. ”

Talking to himself, the Psychic Warlock's expression became stern: "So, I have to pray that the responses I have said will be effective." ”

"You mean to say that you've done everything you cope?"

"Oh, the unself-conscious guy is always the quickest to die. It's just a little bit of a response, a little bit of ......" The human nodded lightly and pursed his lips: "I said, this is a gamble, so both sides have to bet. ”

......

After the shaking of the ground had stopped for a while, the surrounding noise had finally quieted down, and the inhabitants had gathered in the city square, where they sat on the ground and began to pray silently to the gods they believed in, led by some priests. Thus, the whole of Burgundy fell into an unusual silence at this moment, and the subtle sound of silent prayer converged from the various squares into a soothing humming.

The sound slowly spread through the city, but in the southern part of the city, it became so soft and unusually faint that it was almost gone—the least populated area of the city, casting, forging, wood processing, and stone carving. were concentrated in this area, and when the workers chose to go home during the riots, the place fell silent.

But silence doesn't mean emptiness. At the very least, in the area near the Magic Tower, in front of an all-rock house, there were still two guards, scrutinizing everything in sight.

Then they saw the shadow of a shaking.

It was a group of tall figures in cloaks, the heavy brown cloaks more like a kind of blanket woven from leaves. Covering them all over, it looked like a clump of tall bushes was moving forward—if it weren't for the faces peeking out above the cloaks.

Druid.

The two guards looked at each other, but they didn't need to talk to each other to get such an answer—although across the continent. The druids all practiced the principle of seclusion, and almost never had any contact with the outside world. Yet in Burgunna, a quarter of the city that resembles a rainforest, these nature worshippers can be found everywhere, and in fact in recent times. They have started to wander around the city. Preaching, or doing this or that, is no different from ordinary citizens.

"Stop. Who are you?"

When the group finally approached fifty feet in front of the house, the soldiers on guard had to raise a warning voice, but they put their hands on the hilts of their swords vigilantly, but they did not pull them out—the druids were also well-known among the common people, though some were not yet accustomed to the heavy leather robes of their neighbors, and the earthy smell they often carried. But the druids gave free healing to the common people, planted trees on the streets, and tended to flower beds in the courtyards. It has already made most people feel good about them.

And this guard is clearly one of them. He carefully observed the group of people, and finally found a familiar one among them: "Hello, Lord Leia, what are you doing, this is the ...... defined by the city lord."

That was the end of his words—the leader of the druids stretched out a hand from under his robe, and with a gentle stroke, the guard's eyes immediately became straight, and he opened his mouth but did not say anything, but fell silently, and then, the Grand Elder reached out and took a handful of ginkgo biloba leaves from the leather pocket of his waist, and raised them outward, scattering them into dust like gold dust, and then a strange dark red magic symbol appeared on the gate of the rock— The symbol is fleeting, and then disappears into nothingness in an instant.

Then, two druids stepped forward and pushed open the heavy doors, revealing a long passage behind them that stretched into the darkness.

"Are we really going to do this?" Elder, is this ......?"

Hiding the two fainting guards, and then everyone entered the room, a woman's voice came from under the shortest of the cloaks of leaves, as crisp and soft as spring water.

This is the Father's guidance. ”

The leader slowly removed the hood from his head, revealing a young man's face, with a high nose and clear eyebrows, but those gray-green eyes seemed to have seen too much wind and rain, containing centuries of frost. His thick brow furrowed, looking at the end of the long tunnel, the darkness didn't seem to interfere with his vision, allowing him to see directly at the end of a long spiraling staircase.

After a brief response, he led the way to the passage, and the second person who followed him continued softly: "Although they have all left here, there is no guarantee that no one will stay, so everyone, I warn you that these people are very vigilant and dangerous, they will appear from anywhere, in any form, and will not show mercy if they seize the opportunity." ”

"It's the fourth time......"

There was a whisper, but the small dissent disappeared into a dull breath, and everyone stepped down the hallway, the wide staircase that spiraled downward, and the sound of small footsteps was then muffled in a gentle hissing sound that resembled the flow of air.

The long staircase was completely swallowed up by darkness after a few dozen steps, but the druids didn't need light to show them the way, the glow of the orchid shimmered in their eyes, the stairs underfoot, the dark passages, and even the texture of every rock on the walls.

It was like a hood made of black glass, completely enveloping the surrounding qiē, and the whole world seemed to be left with only thick shadows and strange noise. The black torrent rolled and rushed from the unknown void, as if countless chaotic footsteps were condensed, and countless figures shook around, but each shadow was so ethereal and illusory. The darkness that trembled like a flame was so strange at this moment, and all the qiē in the field of vision was hazy, as if the eyes were covered with a film...... The flying dark blood and the burning black flames intertwined into a viscous aura in the air...... The breath of death.

Metal friction turned into a loud click, dense bayonets tilted the jungle forward, bowstrings flicked into a tremor pop, and the screeching noise of arrows cutting through the air, like a mountain and a tsunami! Wrapped in the power of arcane, the finest crossbows carried a force strong enough to pierce through the stones, and dense metal arrows lined up in the air, swallowing up the only light left in the darkness of dawn, forming a palpitating shadow...... (To be continued......)