His body was flowing, wrapped around the human, like a broken silk, a part of the gods, and the roaring face was still flowing on it, fleeting!

The goddess looked down in shock and anger, but beneath the ground, in her own divine power, where was there still the shadow of that person?

Scams, bait...... But he was able to use his divine power to deceive his perception into entering this tomb, and he could naturally use the same method to fight it! It's ridiculous that he kept telling himself that he should judge calmly, but in the end he was deceived by this simplest strategy!

But at this time, regret is worthless......

"Don't be surprised, when you appeared, you were doomed. Edward spoke slowly. He waved his hand casually, and the remaining Nubien had completely turned into flowing silver and collected into his body: "Your strength is too weak to prevent me from doing a little trick on you, do you know why you didn't consider the possibility of being a bait just now? Next time, you'd better not think about it so much, otherwise the gap in your soul will become more and more obvious." ”

Theonlia froze.

The meaning of the other party's words was very simple, but she couldn't believe it anyway - that meant that this guy could affect her spirit!

How can it be.

It must be a deception! Even if he is not strong, he is still a god! How can he be manipulated by others like those ignorant and weak ordinary people? It is simply absurd!

"What a wonderful statement. Someone chuckled.

Of course, not the stunned Sionlia...... A silvery glow flowed through the space, opening the door like a full moon. Reflecting the seven or eight figures—there are gods, there are people. And a body...... Facing his soul.

"But it's a pity...... It's all over. ”

The chuckle is soft and crisp. It's like a string of shaking glass wind chimes, so beautiful and beautiful to send into everyone's heart, pleasant and comfortable...... Therefore, Theonlea's shock and anger had subsided in an instant. Then he smiled at the speaker as well.

The two goddesses looked at each other and smiled, and that moment seemed to make the whole space soft and gentle, enough to inspire those artists to create hundreds of sculptures, scrolls, and poems.

It's a pity that there are no artists here. There is only one evil being who does not care about blasphemy.

"Let's put away this smirk...... Actually, I like you to be a little colder,"

The gaze of the telemancer did not linger on the mortals, not even to pay attention to Elena, Cecilia, or his own body, but only indifferently fell on the elven goddess who had crossed the space, and he suddenly sighed: "That will remind me of the second time we met." This kind of indifference is actually very aesthetically pleasing, and it will make the expression of true feelings seem more real. Unforgettable. ”

Not the first meeting, but the second ...... So of course it's not a feeling. It's a sinister taunt - Elise Triumph's second meeting with this human was in his magic tower, in his bed. And then. She suffered the greatest insult in 10,000 years.

The caustic words silenced the entire space for a moment.

Invisible and vast energy. Around the body of each deposit, time seems to stand still at this moment. Only the sound of dust falling in a flurry of dust fluctuated the heartstrings of every cun. Let their heartbeat miss a beat—even God.

Because if the person in front of him chooses to speak when facing a battle, it means that he is turning his train of thought, and there may be many tricks that will follow.

There was no answer, and the psychic did not speak, so the silence went on and on, as if it were so holy that no one or god wanted to break it.

But the silence will eventually be broken.

"There is no point in being stubborn,"

Raising his head, Elistri's blue eyes were still calm, reflecting the human face like sea water, but the expression on his face did not show the slightest joy or anger: "Your Excellency Edward, why don't you learn to give to others and leave some room for yourself?"

At this moment, she did not appear as the drow most familiar to mortals, but a tall elf. Under the loosely pulled up blonde hair, every part of the facial features shows an extreme beauty, and the corners of the thin lips have a soft smile, but if you look at it, you will see that in the pair of blue eyes, two points of incomparably deep black, but there are fine silver threads extending in it, as if you can glimpse another universe from it!

"Leeway?"

The Psychic Warlock's eyes narrowed, and he repeated the word in a mocking tone, "If I could, I would have always had a room. And there is only one thing to leave behind, and if I know that someone is going to be bad for me, or the people around me, then I will naturally retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, and try not to leave any aftermath as much as possible. ”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over all the shaves in the field—Elise Emeral, who was staring at him, Bellena standing in front of the silver portal, and Theonlia, who had stepped back slightly. The spiritual eyes seem to be transparent, but they seem to be covered with a layer of subtle silver light, and the brilliance of the moment is as sharp as a blade.

"So now, Goddess Majesty, since you have made your choice, why do you have to say anything......? But I would like to commend you for your professionalism in this area, or at least for knowing how to separate the hostages rather than bring them together, but I will settle the matter with you when it comes to separating the nursing child from the mother. ”

"Presumptuous!" "Blasphemy!"

Two suppressed roars came from a little farther away,

The four great shamans followed behind the two gods, and at this moment they had just stepped out of the door of the space, and they could not understand what the young man in front of them was talking about 'second meeting', but the human who seemed to be no more than a remnant soul was ridiculing the gods as 'robbers', which sounded harsh enough to them.

The act of shouting in front of the gods is equally rude. But the anger and anger that was manipulated by the light yì before are still accumulated in the memory, and the moment opposite that person's smile. It seems that it is already difficult to suppress, and it has to be sprayed out!

"This boring means no more. ”

Elise Emerald remained still. It's just a blonde hair dancing lightly. In the dark, in those blue eyes, there was a shiny and faint burn...... So the four great shamans snorted at the same time and fell to their knees! In the field of vision, a layer of clouds and mist was converging in all directions, sucking in all the surrounding qiē energy!

Even the moment the gods' eyes make contact with the thin mist. I couldn't help but change my expression slightly—the human being quietly stirred up a few shamans in front of their eyes was enough to surprise the gods, but at this moment, it was the Devouring Mist, a legendary powerful technique that could isolate all natural energy, and even among the gods, only the only being could dominate it!

"It should be said that she is worthy of being the goddess of the magic net...... Shall I call you Elistra or Mithra now?"

With a slight movement of his gaze, the Psychic Warlock let out a series of sneers, "Are you a little interested in the whereabouts of your body? You don't know? She may have fallen into Asmodeurs' hands by now." Maybe the Lord of the Nine Hells is having a good time playing like this?"

The human sneer shook the air, piercing and sharp, but to the gods, it was like a sign - the corners of the elven goddess's mouth turned up slightly and a sneer slid through it. It was like the look on the face of a cat teasing a mouse: "Why don't you be honest and honest, Lord Edward? And for the hostages. The best attitude is to let the other person know that you don't care...... But don't worry. Excellency Edward, we are well aware of the extent to which advantage we now have. ”

"Good learning. Oh, you steal well, and you've learned to play tricks, to remind me that you've stolen a lot of knowledge from me, so you can already understand my thoughts?

But the most dangerous enemy is the one who knows you best—and while dealing with it, the human blinked his eyes and sighed softly in his heart.

And his gaze moved slightly, crossing the expressions of several gods.

In the time he could speak, he had fully checked the other party's situation - the only hostages had been taken were Elena and Cecilia, who hung their heads and didn't look hurt. However, the standing posture is stiff. Apparently the effect of eternal stillness.

Although this magic had no effect other than imprisoning others, it was the highest magic of the Eight Rings, cast in the hands of the gods, and it was difficult to unravel with Edward's abilities—and he barely needed to look at them to feel the dazzling aura of spells that surrounded them.

The colorful halo obviously belongs to the famous nine-ring protection spell?rainbow light magic ball, this spell is not unsolvable, but the composite protection makes its dismantling process equally complicated, in addition to this, it also contains at least two or three magic powers, some are triggers, and some are protection - even if Edward uses divine power, it is impossible to completely disassemble it in a short period of time, in addition, the most shocking and intense black luster on it at least means that there are still a few undead spells in it. Although it is nothing more than an old-fashioned thing like the soul technique, it has been enhanced to at least the Cheng dù of legendary spells.

No matter what method is used, it is impossible to free them quickly, let alone the Devouring Mist, a terrifying power that is said to be exclusive to Mithra and worthy of its reputation, and the psychic tentacles of the psychic sorcerers are oppressed by the flowing divine power, and they cannot even get close to the three feet around them, let alone mobilize the energy around them.

"What if I leave them alone and run away?"

He tilted his head, and then raised his hands and clasped them together, as if he was moving the muscles that were not there—every movement would draw the eyes of the three gods, and such a change would only make his smile more pleasant: "You killed them?" Of course, as soon as I leave, you can try to hide this thing, as long as there are people, find someone, summon a creature that doesn't have enough intelligence, and then set it up with something, and you can take it." ”

The human narrative is light and casual, but it causes a long silence.

The gods will not sit idly by and watch the danger of losing their royal power. But it wasn't just Edward that they needed to guard against—anyone who touched it. They will be imprisoned again. And what that person said was the only way to avoid it.

But it's also a completely unusable method -

It is impossible for the incarnation of God to exist in this space for a long time. The builders here set the environment to be almost the same as the main material plane, and the rejection of divine power was the same, and they couldn't let other beings enter here and get in touch with this dangerous key, but the interference of the royal power in space made it a luxury for them to close this half-plane.

If that person goes and returns, they will be exhausted, and it will be even more dangerous to transfer that thing.

"Even if it's death. Nor will it be the end, just the beginning. This time it was Bellena who spoke, her calm and hoarse voice extremely eerie.

Death is certainly not the end, but only the beginning...... And a god, even the weakest of them, has more power to capture and torment a person's soul than the devils. Or is it the delicate tricks of the devil...... And if a god is said to torture the soul of man, then the pain of the soul is a hundred times greater than the pain of the flesh that mortals cannot imagine!

So, Edward's face. I can't help but move slightly.

"Hehe, who knows, if you can't kill them, what kind of threat is it to me? You guys really ...... Dead?" he held out his hand, a tiny burst of flame. It ignited in his hand, forcing the darkness around him into a dark red light. And the firelight reflected his countenance. It also made the smile on the corner of his mouth extremely hideous: "Forget it, there's no point in wasting time, let's talk about your conditions." ”

Is this his compromise?

"Our request is simple, you leave here and no longer seek this fragment of royal power. Bellena spoke.

"Aren't you no longer seeking everything?"

"Of course...... Therefore, we will let your children stay in our space. ”

The goddess of darkness spoke coldly, feeling a fluctuation of affection. It was the displeasure of Elistra beside her—the negotiation process was in her most powerful hands, it was a prior agreement between several gods—but at this moment, Bellena clearly did not intend to let go of this opportunity to speak. Because she had tasted too much defeat in this human, the myriad of memories kept swimming in her consciousness, making her desperate to banish them.

With a perfect victory, with the opponent's complete compromise, with the frustration that he can't suppress!

This may be the only chance for this human being to understand the power of God, and there must be no more weakness and verbose attitude......s! It is better to make him completely kneel before him and ask for forgiveness! Even if he can't do it, he must be severely humiliated, so that he can understand that the gap between God and man cannot be bridged by his little luck and cunning! All his previous triumph was only with the help of the power of the ancient evil thing, and now that he has lost it, he has nothing!

As for Elisetra, or Mithra?

Even if she really had great power, and when it came to her qualifications as a god, she was no less than Bellena, so why should she be bound by this equally incompetent fellow in everything?

"You can take a child. Elistry said.

The ends of her golden hair quivered slightly, and silently, the devouring mist began to flow—a slow, almost imperceptible flow, but surely, faintly enveloping Bellena's avatar.

She was not incomprehensible to the appearance of this companion, and in fact, what had happened to her was not similar, if not more miserable, for Bellena had only come in incarnation and experienced the terrible feeling, while she had been forced to create her body with divine powers—a difference that seemed small, but to the gods it was completely different.

However, in any case, when facing that person, one should not be fooled by love. Otherwise, even a small negligence will lead to success and failure!

She raised her head, and in her clear eyes, she reflected the figure holding a flame in her hand, as if she felt some plane discomfort - the side of the gods seemed to have enough of an advantage, but the appearance of that person always made her feel faintly uneasy, as if she had missed something.

"Which one to take with you, if you can rotate it......"

"Or maybe, but you'll need to rotate with the younger kids after that, you have a lot of options anyway, don't you?"

She heard her companion say this triumphantly, but suddenly the huge light in front of her made her frightened!

The protection of the two hostages is almost perfect, but Edward's body is quite 'simple'. There is not much magic aura, only a layer of purple-black rich luster, which belongs to a soul control technique - with Edward's current strength, it is really a very simple thing to reshape a body, so destroying Miè's body cannot be used as a bargaining chip.

But there are some spells that can pass through the guò body and affect the soul, and since there are enough hostages, then they will naturally not let go of this opportunity that can effectively weaken the opponent. (To be continued......)