However, the so-called instant does not mean that the movement will take effect, the magic net from warping to smoothing, releasing energy, creating an effect - this process, it still takes time, most of the time, this kind of spell is regarded as a moving idea and there is no flaw, because the process of energy stimulation is too short.

Just because it's short-lived, it doesn't mean that it doesn't have it.

When the flow of time around us is slowed down a hundredfold, the process becomes longer and longer.

Temporarily distorting the caster's own time and space, prolonging the otherwise brief instant, is equivalent to an extra period of time than others...... The power of the nine-ring arcane is undeniable, but fundamentally, it's nothing more than a 'time-plus and costly imitation that allows mages to use abilities'—adding their own time to the limit ends up being on a different plane than anyone else. It is impossible to touch and affect any other person, and it is certainly not feasible to use a knife to cut someone. Spells that attack people are also useless, as the energy created by the web does not follow the caster.

At this moment, the only thing that the mage god can use to protect himself is his own divine power.

Azus was flying away.

It has been a thousand years since he became a god, but most of his time has been spent on the changes in the main material plane, and under the wings of the goddess of magic, even a few conflicts with gods have never faced such a danger - no matter how hard he goes, he can't imagine being in the same timestream as the enemy! But what kind of being would so precisely judge the timing of time to stand still, and react the same thing at the same moment?

Coupled with the blockade of space by the World Tree, it means that no matter what the attack is. Summoning, or escaping, there is no proper way to use it!

The enemy is coming.

The figure tugged at the stagnant air, setting off a dense circle of vibration ripples, like shattered crystals, slowly fluttering into a cone-like shape in the silent gray space. The sharp blade of the aper is a hand covered in silver power. Pale, lanky, but for the gods. But it's like a devil's claw.

The mage god's face was blurred, like a mask with a pale golden sheen, and more than a dozen blades were molded around his body, and the tails were intertwined. The enemy stabs at his opponent like a giant worm of the opposite sex, but the enemy has no intention of dodging. As if the sharp blade meant nothing to him, he opened his arms and folded them, and with a simple gesture, he 'harvested' the large slice of the sword in his arms.

Rings of shockwaves and flashes of light swirled in the gray world for a moment...... Just a moment. It declares the effect of divine power on that human being - limited to being plundered!

But Azus's figure was buffered for a moment.

The mage god stretched out his limbs—as if ridiculously unable to choose his own direction—his body tugged and stretched like mercury...... Each piece is pointing in one direction. Leave five gorgeous afterimages in the space!

Worthy of a god.

The Psychic Warlock almost clapped his opponent in his heart...... Azus made the most accurate decision with the quickest possible degree—that was the biggest difference between him as a god and Edward. The divine power structure, the body that can be arbitrarily thinned, is also the only hope that he can escape.

Edward only had time to chase one of them.

"So, which one?"

There was not the slightest hint of emotion in the whispered question, and while asking, the telemancer did not slow down even a trace of ...... The black burqa agitated, dividing into greater darkness, and the moment the psionic clone was completed, four silver arrows of light had already erupted from his fingertips, and his doppelganger and body were separated, pointing to the two most gorgeous of the five lusters!

The joy of the mage god spreads through the space...... Because of the opponent's crude response, the god clone who was targeted by the psychic warlock's body was certainly not lucky, but the remaining three Azus would never be hit by that small divine arrow!

Can you escape?

Such questions swept through the spirits of the gods and permeated the coldness of them...... Immediately, the silver arrows that chased every god and distracted themselves exploded! The powerful fluctuations destroyed and decayed, so that the mage god couldn't help but be shocked! Unfortunately, when he tried to organize his posture and stay away from danger, it was already too late.

Click!

In the crisp sound of shattering a thousand mirrors, the death-like gray receded from the surrounding qiē. The air pushed by human action suddenly swirled and exploded, sending a torrent of rubble and dust, blood or metal into the surroundings...... Then, the mighty power of hell surged from the side of each avatar, locking it firmly!

Azus slowly raised his gaze.

His appearance was almost the same as it had been a moment earlier, but even a blind man could tell the change in the mage god...... At this moment, although he is divided into three. Standing quietly in three different corners of this huge dark temple, but almost three dry illusions, the abundant energy that filled their bodies was no more, except for the pale golden eyes, even the outlines of their facial features had become illusory and flat. It's like a metal mask.

The smooth face was as smooth as a mirror, and a blinding light was reflected, and an incomparably fierce luster rose to the sky, piercing the metal zenith. Moistened the ink with a qiē, as if to melt everything in the world into that brilliant light......

Legendary Spells?nailed into the sky.

However, the luster is like water, flowing and dissipating......

The spell that had lost its target crumbled in an instant, and the misty light shattered into tiny dots of light. Darkness reoccupied the space that had been sealed off by the metal walls. In the dome, the dissolved mass paused, and pure white light poured down, illuminating the edges of a wrinkled black velvet robe......

Metallic silver enveloped in that light gauze-like light, pure divine power. Like a melted candle, it flows and stirs, twisting into all kinds of strange and absurd images, a bit like a human being and then blurred. Eventually, he was absorbed into his figure...... Then the pitch darkness became even darker, swallowing up a qiē ray, leaving only mottled and broken light and shadow.

"It's a shame. You would have had the hope of winning, if it were just me, Azus...... It's a pity that the Lord of the Nine Hells can't be so rash and rely on me alone to set a trap. ”

The Psychic Warlock raised his jaw slightly. The corners of his pale lips brought a smile to him, and the darkness of the hood pulled a deep line of light and dark on his cheeks, but in the shadows. Two spots of silver luster but as bright as a star. These mirror-like pupils reflected the three avatars of Azus, and the people on their sides.

To the east of the hall, Azus stood at the foot of a collapsed staircase, a shattered magic lamp emitting a faint glow. His purple robes lit up. Behind him, the huge, half-human, half-snake monster was also reflected...... At this moment, he had lost his headless, ugly and bloated disguise, and his entire upper body was already a sturdy man. A long war fork in his hand crossed and pointed directly at the chest of Azus's avatar.

"Fortunately, the third lord Maman. Please forgive me for not saluting you in the first place. ”

Edward's body slowly floated past him. Reaching out and putting it on the shoulder of the mage god incarnate, the god exploded into a silver glow in an instant. The dazzling luster caused the Third Lord's snake-like pupils to contract like needles, and a gurgling breath came out of his nostrils.

And the Psychic Warlock is gone.

On the opposite side of the second floor of the hall, the broken metal was outlining a cage-like prism, and the blades and spikes were encircled to lock the avatar of Azus, and the young attendant who was the leader of the way stood on a pedestal that had been created out of thin air, staring indifferently at the approaching human, the flesh-piercing metal on his face was gone, and the cold of metal swirled in his gray pupils.

"Steel City Steel Tower, King of Steel, this cage you have built is so wonderful and impressive...... While the deal with Inkai Buguros is a casual move, I would like to express my gratitude to you as a beneficiary...... Disbath's Majesty?"

The human nodded slightly, smiled and stretched out his palm, and the sharp metal disintegrated in front of him, allowing him to turn the incarnation of the second god into a silver spark.

"Then, Mephistophelis Phyllis of the Eighth Layer of Hell, thank you for your wonderful divination, but unfortunately, it does not correspond to your statement. ”

Edward paused in front of the third avatar of Azus, his gaze moving beyond the god's blurred countenance to meet the soothsayer's smile. And the latter just nodded indifferently and did not say anything.

"Wonderful handling, Lord Edward. But I want you to turn over all my hole cards, not just to show off your eyesight, and to gain this insignificant bit of power?" Asmodeus began. The Devil King stood silently in the air, his red eyes turned slightly, and the smile on his face was no longer smooth, with inexplicable indifference.

"There is no need to rush to judge, nor to rush to prove to me the greatness of the soul contract, His Majesty Asmodeus. ”

Edward clasped his hands together and let the last bit of divine power of the mage god clone melt into his body, and then looked up and faced the devil king: "Although the current form does not match your first plan, I believe that as long as you find the body of Azus, this change has already been mentioned in your plan, right?"

Sunlight shines through the ever-blue sky, through the leaves at the top of the branches of the world's trees, and the subtle moisture that steames makes the air smell refreshing. There was a slight coolness in the wind passing through the veins, and the golden red sunlight was already shining on the emerald green leaves, as if taking away all the sound, and only the sound of a carriage was left in the shade.

Edward sat on the roof of the carriage, his eyes narrowed. Sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, leaving a golden silhouette on the Psychic Warlock's black robes. It also made him bend his waist slightly, which looked like a dead tree, and he sat silently on the roof of the car, in a simple seat made of steel, listening to the sound of black wheels rolling on the flat wooden ground under his feet.

The sound was sombre and monotonous, but it had another appealing rhythm of gentleness and silence.

But...... Mild and silent?

The Lord of the Nine Hells, with the incarnation of the Devil Lord of the Second, Third, and Eighth Hells, is in this ordinary-looking pitch-black carriage...... Walk on the branches of the World Tree. Looking for the traces of the mage god, plotting for a purpose that ordinary people can't imagine - I have to say, to describe it as 'gentle' and 'silent'. What an inexplicable irony.

The thoughts in his heart made the Psychic Warlock raise the corners of his mouth silently.

The subtle call from Edward's ...... made him raise his gaze slightly, looking at the blue eyes that were close at hand, and also noticing the faint worry in them. "What exactly did you just give birth to?" After a little muttering, Elena asked softly, "Is it ...... What's the trouble? I always feel like the Lord of the Nine Hells...... His attitude towards you seems to have changed suddenly......"

Although she understood that the level of voice was meaningless for a powerful being like Asmodeus, the female paladin subconsciously tried her best to keep her voice low. As a result, the subtle snort took on a slight coquettishness...... It's just that there is no need to probe, and the psychic warlock can feel the uneasiness that has accumulated in the girl's heart.

Although I watched the battle between man, demon and god from beginning to end. But Elena was the quietest spectator of the battle. The torrent of energy passed through her eyes like a storm, and it was difficult to covet a part of the mystery, only the fear of the heavens and the earth falling apart weighed heavily on her heart.

The psychic mancer's smile didn't relax her. He just grabbed Edward's palm and clenched it slightly. The slight sweat in his palms was a little cold: "You know what? I almost participated in those battles just now...... Although I can't even think of which side I should help...... But for some reason, at the very moment when Azus disappeared, I suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if we were all ...... Dead ......"

Edward curled the corners of his mouth slightly. Only this time, even he didn't know if it could be considered a smile.

Is this a woman's intuition, or is it the judgment of the experience that the Blazing Divine Servant brings invisibly?

Dead...... In a sense. Or really.

The theory of time reversal is not incomprehensible, but because of it...... Relying on psionic energy alone makes it impossible to trust the scene that once happened. Is it really illusory? Is time really reversed back to its original position, or is it just a forward-looking divination?

Or is this qiē really born, in another parallel cosmic thread?

The Psychic inhaled deeply, as if trying to banish the absurd feeling from his mind permanently.

"Don't worry," he said softly, "it's all under control......"

The voice couldn't help but pause - because someone suddenly remembered that this kind of words would only be used when they were very cowardly.

Or maybe it's subconscious, after all, at this moment, he Edward is indeed the least dominant of these three forces...... Although Azus is also on the inferior side, as a god with medium divine power, his current strength is the strongest one, and even exceeds the sum of the four devil incarnations. In terms of absolute strength, the Psychic Warlock is still the weakest of the three parties, and it seems that the only advantage he has is to be able to grasp the position of Azus.

Even if it's just that, it's not a sure thing.

With the help of the combination of divine power and psionic power, Edward was able to detect the approximate location and distance of the mage god, but the premise of this power was that Azus did not have the due vigilance of him, otherwise, with the current power of the two, Azus could easily disrupt this faint detection - for Edward, who knew nothing about the path of the World Tree, a slight perceptual break was enough to make this detection useless.

Without the goal of Azus, all the attention of the Lord of the Nine Prisons will immediately turn to him Edward - whether it is a thief or a well-planned plan, the fact that he was never born has already told Edward, and the Lord of the Nine Prisons will never waste the absolute contract he controls-

As long as Edward's countermeasures made even the slightest mistake, the final result would be that the soul was directly consumed by the contract.

It is even very likely that even if Edward finally gave up the godhead of Azus to the Lord of the Nine Hells, he would not give up the secret of obtaining Pandorian Ryan's ability to devour the power of the gods - after all, Edward had proved that he could absorb the power of the devil as well...... For the Lord of the Nine Hells, this threat was even superficial.

Only a perfect balance of power can deter that greed, so the most dangerous moment should be the time to find the exact location of Azus, no...... It must have been the time to reduce the power of the mage god to almost half and half, right?

"Am I going to be more and more unhelpful in the next battle?" snuggling into Edward's arms, the paladin suddenly said, "If that's the case, it's better to ...... The area around the World Tree should be relatively safe, so I should probably choose a ......"

"I'll give you the best arrangement, don't worry. ”

Edward patted her on the shoulder.

Actually, what she wanted to ask wasn't that, but how she was supposed to get involved in the fight.

That was the last possibility in the imagination, and Edward had to go all out - but the current situation seemed to be far more vicious than he expected, and although the battle with Heavenly Mountain had entered a stalemate phase, Edward still underestimated Asmodeus' determination to obtain divine power. (To be continued!)

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