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However, the Lord of the Dawn didn't even look up.

There was a buzzing sound in the space, and the light gathered in a clump in front of the main god, still scorching, but it didn't move forward for half a minute, it shone on the silver ...... that was circulating in the body of the god It seemed to be slowing down, but with a single breath, the former god of forging had been wrapped in such a layer of silver! The metallic luster like mercury flowed, and it retracted into the wrist of the Lord of Dawn, forming a thin and powerful finger, which closed gently.

"Ariel Satido...... Are you ready to betray me?"

The majestic voice vibrated the ear drums, bringing the Blazing Divine Attendant's movements to a halt once again.

The uncontrollable anger in his heart seemed to be suddenly sealed into a wall of ice at this moment, and the Blazing Sky Divine Servant looked at the person in front of him in disbelief...... In a split second, she had already decided that it was Edward, or the phantom he had created—the trick of converting divine power into silver energy and then manipulating and absorbing it was what Pandorian Ryan was most proud of!

However, Satido ......

That's her name. The name that preceded her own name, an old word, a number. It's just that when countless years have passed, there is only one god left who can associate this number with the Blazing Heavenly Divine Servant.

"You...... Ransendel, no, no, this can't be ......" The Blazing Divine Attendant's lips trembled, and she couldn't even make a complete sound, her eyes widened, but her gaze was unfocused: "How are you ......?"

"It's just the strength I've gotten. Now, I'm going to clean up the world. Sweep away the dust and decay of the old era out of this multiverse. And I, about to be the only God. ”

Fake. It's illusory......

The clenched teeth sink into the soft lip flap. A trail of blood had slowly soaked through the corner of her mouth, but Ariel didn't realize it.

Her heart has been occupied by countless messy thoughts. "It's that man's ability, his powerful psychic ability to unearth the deepest secrets of a creature's mind, to forge the most subtle illusions, and even to fool the gods...... Despite that unbelievable, yes. This qiē may not even be real, and I have fallen into a dream......"

Not a dream. It's not illusory, the feeling of divine power,

Ariel muttered to herself, she wanted to sue herself that this qiē was fake. But there was another voice in my heart. Indifferently sued sù all her true ...... The voice, the form, the attributes of the divine power...... ，

"No, he's not a majesty, it's just an illusory appearance, no matter how similar it is, I won't be deceived by you!"

He shook his head vigorously. She clenched her blade and admonished herself.

"Refuse to accept reality. Even rejecting my save, Iriel, you have chosen to stand with the decay and the obsolescence, have you?"

Lansendel raised his gaze slightly.

In his gaze, the sphere of light hovering around him was increasing, and it was lit up in clusters, and the brilliant light almost completely engulfed his figure, only the voice slowly narrated:

"Think about it, why is there always a dark existence in this world, why can't the light fill every corner of the plane, hatred, jealousy, greed...... Negative feelings, dark energies, and evil can never be eradicated, and that's because the world is already wrong from the roots...... It is built into such a world of existence and opposites, positive and negative, surface and interior, light and darkness, if this qiē cannot be corrected, then, no matter how much we yearn for light, we cannot prevent the creation of darkness!"

"This ...... Crazy, this guy, he's completely crazy!"

"He wants to do it again, to repeat the plague, the plague of the dawn......"

There seemed to be a stunned self-muttering of the god of literature and the Red Knight in the wind, vaguely mixed with the forbidden word - the disaster of dawn, which was quoted by Ransendel, involving a wave of the gods, in which several gods fell, and the cause of the fall of a qiē was all accused of the excesses of the Lord of the Dawn, but so far, the cause has not been fully sorted out, and there is no real accountability.

It is the eternal dark side of the legend of the god of dawn, and it is shunned by every believer of the dawn, even if they believe in their hearts that it is just a misfortune born of justice and kindness......

But Ariel only took a deep breath, ignoring the words.

Since he has decided that everything in front of him is just false, then all his words are just lies to deceive and shake him, and there is no need to care.

"It's a pity, although you have had brilliant achievements, but in this era of change, I don't need a being who can't understand this great change,"

In the face of that faith and persistence, Ransendel only sighed softly.

His voice is still gentle, full, and passionate—a word that is like a picture of a truth that every listener will have if he just listens...... Even the truth, the future entity, is death.

A ripple of light vibrated in a circle.

The brilliant band of light was like a sharp sword, and the bright silver light swept through half the sky, approaching the ground, and rushed towards Iriel.

The Blazing Celestial Servant spread his wings.

Even the light is not insurmountable, as the most powerful life, her power can allow herself to walk in the division of time at will, time adds, time stops...... Those skills that ordinary people can create are nothing more than things that she can do with her own spirit and full concentration.

However, there was no way for her to hide.

Around the body of the Lord of Dawn, the light is endless! The convergence of nearly a hundred rays of light, the sharp thorns of nearly a hundred rays of light, sealed all her retreats, it was a wall of light, a sea of light! This power dissipated the omnipresent magic net, crossed it, absorbed and released all the energy in the entire field of vision, and silently hissed, swallowing a qiē in this light.

At this moment, Dinaire and the Red Knight closed their eyes. But even so, they could still feel the power of that light, and the coercion of it was deep in their hearts. The gods will also tremble in that power, sighing at the insurmountable laws and laws of this world—this is the power of the higher gods...... Even beyond the power of the higher gods.

Or, will it end like this, or can He really distort the laws of this world and create a world where there is no darkness, but only light?

But how is that possible?

There is no darkness. There is no light, no table, how can there be inside? In the end, there is only confusion, and there is nothing different but chaos and chaos, and this kind of thinking does not belong to God. That's a fallacy that only demons pursue......

Answer the question of origin and intangibility. It reverberates in the heart of every being.

With this answer, countless slender threads suddenly appeared in front of Iriel, and the space rippled around her like a pond beaten by raindrops...... The rings converged into larger shadows, each one just in front of a silver light. Silently, they embraced the light, forming a clear junction, and the wall of lightsabers came to an abrupt end. Slashed in the air by a black blade!

In the blink of an eye, a silver blade of light enveloped half of the sky. and it was engulfed by the darkness.

A qiē is not very slow in detail, but in reality, it is only born in a moment.

The light of Ariel's sword lit up, and the words of the Lord of Dawn fell, and countless divine energies converged before disappearing into the sudden shadows. It took only a few breaths.

Dinaire was silent, but his face was unusually dull—his slightly open mouth, raised brows, and blank eyes made up a look called horror. As a deity, he couldn't control his expression, which seemed like a clumsy joke...... Only by being there can one understand how shocked the god of literature really is.

The one in front of him, the silver waves of light, that was the attack of a high god, every energy in it, was genuine - either for show-off, or because of the style of acting with all his might, no matter what, the blow of the Lord of the Dawn, hundreds of such divine powers, could even compare to the full energy of the Red Knight and the incarnation of Dinaire.

But such a blow is enough to wipe an island away from the Big 6 forever, but now it is sinking into the sea without the slightest wave.

Could it be that this majesty is here?

"Ransendel, you can play big if you like, but can you not lean towards me and the people around me every time? Build a world without darkness and evil? You are a Virgo...... However, if you have the ability to act, the second secondary will really become very scary......"

With a displeased voice, the silence was slowly revealed, and the sound appeared at the intersection of all the eyes of the cunning. He had obviously never tried to hide himself—the torn space was pitch black and deep, like a curtain slowly pulling open, sending him to the center of this battlefield, condescendingly looking around.

The pale, but slender and powerful hand stretched out from the billowing darkness, parting the churning smoke-like space, revealing a pure black robe behind it, and the swimming black was gathered into the edge of the black robe like a living thing, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only the long robe and the man standing quietly in it.

The light swam around the edges of the black velvet robe, refracting a faint sheen, but the light and shadow made the pitch even darker, swallowing the light, creating fragments of black ravines.

And on the broad neckline of the robe, his chin was slightly raised, the corners of his mouth were slightly distorted, and a peculiar smile appeared on his pale cheeks, and the slightly emaciated cheekbones showed the soft lines peculiar to young people, covered by two strands of hanging sideburns, and the colorless silk was stacked together to form a metallic silver gray, and the most bizarre thing was that the eyes that were faintly covered by them also shone with the same luster.

It was a wonderful, intense contrast, silver and black, that attracted every being who looked at him, until the darkness receded and his voice ended.

"It's ...... you again"

That slow, mocking and teasing tone silenced Ransendale for a moment.

The smile on his lips had faded, and the Lord of Dawn stared at the figure, slowly spitting out those two words, and could even hear some of them gnashing his teeth.

In this multiverse, there may not be a word like 'scourge', but there is no doubt about it. For the Lord of the Dawn, the human being wrapped in black robes is the one that best fits this description...... Millennium. He has cast out countless evils, yet the ones that have allowed Him to return again and again have appeared several times in His forthcoming plans, completely or incompletely disrupting them.

"It's you!" Ariel's voice was accompanied by the brilliance of a sword blade, "...... Playing such a dastardly trick, but I will not be deceived by you!" she growled. Six wings spread, rushing towards that man!

Ka.

The indomitable sword light stagnated in mid-air, and two slender fingers grabbed it.

"So to speak. I'm really getting shot while lying down? Such a boring drama, even if you let me play it, I have to think about it, isn't it......"

The Psychic Sorcerer sighed softly and pressed down the sword slightly, his silver eyes like two mirrors. Tears on the face of the Blazing Divine Servant. So he reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, whispering in her ear: "It's just a nightmare, when you wake up, it will die in a qiē, so, sleep...... Sleep ......."

A slight whisper and a spiritual tentacle arrived at the same time, seeping into the already fragile heart of the Blazing Divine Servant. It was like a gentle hand soothing the waves in her heart, and slowly sending her into the gray dream world without fear and worry.

"So. What am I going to do with you?" ......Edward smiled softly as he saw those beautiful eyes finally close, but when his gaze fell on Ransendel's figure again, the smile had become as sharp as a blade!" But I don't know how far the consciousness can be preserved."

"In God's eyes, there are no secrets in the world. Lansendel sneered as well, for the armor on his body had lost the color of gold, but had turned into something that was smooth and flowing like mercury, smooth and clean, and it followed around him like a thick mist. Dim the otherwise bright golden sunlight.

"Interesting trick. ”

The Psychic Warlock nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and a shining plane suddenly opened up in the space, and then the finger was raised and hooked back.

Dinaire let out an exclamation, because at this moment, a huge force came from behind, pushing him, and crashed straight into the space!

"Very confident. ”

Lansendale said.

Just one sentence, two words. Two semitones, one whole tone and one consonant, took less than a second...... But before these words fell, he was already standing in front of the spatial gate, and the god of literature, who was propelled by power, had just arrived there.

It was as if he had crashed into the golden figure himself.

Thankfully, the human's fingers moved slightly. And so, the body of the god of literature swept backwards in a thousand moments, only a few inches away from the silver mist, and he could see even every drop of the gray mist.

"Unlike you, you just know a little bit about your own strength. The human chuckled, though not at all.

He still held Ariel's body with one hand, and with the flick of the other hand, the doors of six or seven spaces had opened in various places, and the body of the god of literature suddenly became a pinball that was constantly being dragged around, constantly looking for an opportunity to rush into those doors. Suddenly, the faster this qiē became, and even the surrounding light and shadow began to blur, allowing the red knight who was standing more than a hundred feet away and observing this qiē to freeze in place.

The warning of the Blazing Celestial Attendant, the appearance and actions of the Lord of the Dawn, and this mysterious and powerful being that came out of nowhere...... When the difference in strength reaches a certain limit, the role of strategy will be diluted by geometric numbers, so even if the red knight's eyes flickered and his mind turned, he couldn't think of the slightest way to change the situation for a while.

An incarnation of the main god is enough to upset the balance of most battles, not to mention that he also has a new power that cannot be understood, and the god of war is above, what is that human who can manipulate the doppelganger of a god like a ball?

The changes of those powerful demons in the lower realms, or an unknown lifeform descending from the depths of the multiverse?

Ancient Evil.

Between the slight tremors of his thoughts, a clear thought suddenly rose from it.

Yes, if so, then it is completely explainable.

The goddess gritted her teeth and slowly raised the long sword, the blood-red luster condensing around her body, slowly compressing to the most slender point of the blade.

And the battle between the Psychic Warlock and the Dawn is still ongoing.

"Even if the powerless struggle continues, you will still be a loser," the Dawn God's body flickered, but his words were coherent.

“”

In this world, the winner is king.

"I agree that the victor gets honor, gets the opportunity to carry out his will and make others submit, while the loser loses a qiē, from ** to the soul, and has nothing...... Therefore, any justice, any proposition, and any ideal are nothing but nothingness. If you don't have power, you can only follow the rules, and only when you have enough power can you transform, or even create a zào. ”——

(To be continued......)