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This joke is actually not clever, but obviously no one in this world thinks about the matter of a god in this way, so the two ladies couldn't help but laugh and bend over for a while: "Hahahaha...... Oops...... Edward, you ......

"The golden arrow used by Corellon can return after hitting the target, so the eye of Guush is taken away, but some legends say that the arrow did not bring the eye back to the elven god in the end, so the eye disappeared. Finally stopping her laughter, Lisa explained, her little face flushed, "I heard that someone once found it, and that thing has become an artifact, but it has never been returned to Geush." ”

Edward nodded.

His gaze swept around the silent ancient city in the dark letter, and he raised his hand.

A layer of mercury-like luster emanated from his hand, writhing between his fingers, and in an instant it transformed into a dagger-like short blade, which then rippled forward into a sword, a spear, and finally swept back into a glove wrapped around his left arm. Then it became a crackling electric light, dimmed as the telemancer closed his fingers, and returned to the darkness.

Divine power.

In fact, as one of the most powerful forces in this multiverse, the power of divine energy is not just an energy, its essence is closer to some ever-changing liquid matter, and it is not even difficult to turn into substance. It is also the most effective means of attacking the gods.

Usually the only way for mortals to obtain such pure divine power is to enshrine a deity, and then exchange it for enough favor to become a chosen person to obtain the gift of the deity. But the divine energy that can be obtained in that way is only a very small trace, and the palm can't fill it......

But in Edward's hands. This energy spreads and expands, and can even be transformed into a silver block a few feet square.

Of course, for him, this is not enough. Far from enough.

In the space where the spiritual power of the royal power is condensed, he can almost call on a hundredfold, or even a thousandfold of power, and it is not difficult to kill a high-level god in seconds, but unfortunately this method can only be used in the virtual space of the royal power, otherwise let alone the 17,500-meter eclipse-class star destroyer, even if it is a victory-class or a chasseur-level thing. It's almost enough to deal with Ransendel, or the gods!

But now, not to mention this bit of divine power, let alone a Star Destroyer, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to shape a small ship——

If there is a way to drag the gods into the spiritual space of the kingship...... Then I don't say I'm invincible. But it's enough to bully the gods below the middle level, right?

Edward pouted, not wasting time on the thought - Guannard's defeat. Most of the reason is bad luck. I didn't expect to encounter an incomprehensible opponent in the spiritual realm, and in fact, if it could have concentrated on it, Edward might not have been able to defeat it so quickly - the Star Destroyer was indeed a powerful weapon that could destroy the world, but the attack method was nothing more than a beam of violent energy of various powers, which was unrivaled in destroying the planet Miè. But it may not be effective against a small opponent, and don't forget that the Executor was destroyed by a starfighter back then.

So in the end, Guannard's failure. I was just scared.

Moreover, in the end, Edward had no means to prevent his opponent from escaping - after Guannard decisively gave up his divine powers, he only lost a doppelganger, and the fragments of the royal power he carried, and the psychic warlock did not even have time to extract the relevant gods from his body, which was equivalent to his escape.

Although it is said that it is an incredible victory for a mortal to frighten a god into the wilderness and flee, this is already an incredible victory for a mortal, but Edward did not feel much and honored, he was beaten repeatedly by Rose and Elisetri's mother and daughter, and Guannard's loss of divine power was not ** or six or seven percent, such a victory is really nothing to rejoice about.

Of course, if it weren't for the inability of the gods to win, Guan Nade wouldn't have had to play that trick.

Either way, these ideas make no sense.

At least now, the silver halo that gradually dimmed in front of him and disappeared in his hand was enough to make the confidence in Edward's heart slowly swell.

Strength.

After ordinary people, past spellcasters, past ** teachers, and now I finally began to touch those high powers.

Although there was still an unattainable distance compared to those powerful gods, the scales of Kamigata shì were now tilting more and more in his favor.

One of the biggest advantages lies in his own identity - compared to the gods, mortals are indeed humble, but mortals are the masters of the main material plane!

His main goal is not to sweep the multiverse and dominate the world, he only needs to exist freely in the main material plane. Therefore, he is the defensive side, the chasing side, as long as he can keep his own zài, then it won't be too long before there won't be many zài that can be entrenched on his head!

Gently close the eyelids, allowing countless subtle lines to outline the contours of light under the eyes......

But after only a few breaths, he opened his eyes again and sighed slightly.

I'm still a human after all......

Although he gained more divine power, the strength of his spirit could not be compared to that of a true deity...... The vision of the gods in his eyes will not expand in the slightest, and the ten miles around him will be blurred, but it will only become slightly more subtle and brighter than before.

So, should you cross this hurdle?

This is not impossible, after all, now, in the royal power, a little bit of Eliestria's divine rule has been absorbed. As long as you fuse your soul with it, and add these divine powers under your control, a new god named Edward can be born.

But this thought is just a thought.

Becoming a god sounds good, but for him Edward. But there's not much to be gained.

Elistra is just a slave god of Rose, and her strength is only one level higher than that of the weakest gods, and those demigods are just a little higher—just about a little higher, and what Edward gets is only a part of her godlines, even if she fuses it, she can probably become a low-level god, or a demigod.

And in that way, he would lose the possibility of being in the main physical plane. You can only run to the outer realm like any other being. And what are the consequences of a god shaking around the vast outer interface with royal power? I think I know it on my knees, right? Elistra has the big backer of Corellon behind her, and she is a standard god of the second generation, what about Edward? What can he do besides royal power?

"Edward, Guannard, and Elisestere. You've already been defeated, haven't you?" Lisa's voice interrupted Edward's thoughts, and Miss Half-Elf wrapped her travel cloak tightly. However, the breach damaged in the previous battle made the thing basically lose its warmth. So the little girl rolled her eyes, simply threw one of them, and immediately plunged into Edward's magic robe, although this robe was also damaged during the battle, but after all, it was a high-grade item infused with several layers of defensive magic, even if it was left alone. The damage will gradually repair itself

Poking her head out of the wide collar of the Psychic Warlock, Miss Half-Elf complained in a shout, "This hellish place is freezing to death, and I've been fighting since the beginning, I'm already starving!

But. Shouting in her mouth, this young lady didn't forget to throw a victorious look at the 'big enemy' - damn melon monster, haven't you always relied on your fat body to show off your style? At this time, look at how your two rotten melons and that big pumpkin-like ass squeeze in!

The mage robe is usually made to be relatively wide, but the figure of the half-elf lady also stuffed the front of the robe into the bulging, so that Edward, who was in the air, also shook a few times, and the psychic warlock shook his head helplessly, and he didn't bother to say anything about the little care about this young lady, just reached out to hug her, and then took the palm of Dahni, who looked unhappy, and between the mental condensation, the figures of the three people had disappeared into a distorted light and shadow.

The next moment, they had already crossed the abandoned ancient city and returned to the small square of the portal.

The battle with the two gods was tedious, but swift, and even after it was over, there was another question about Šiventam and a little more in the ancient city, but on the whole, it didn't take long - a few gnomes leading the way, and a few drows were still waiting at the portal door, apparently waiting for the Elistra believers to return, and when the three Edward stepped out of the space, they immediately put them on guard.

It's just that the psychic warlocks aren't interested in talking to them anymore.

There was no need to move, and the tide of psychic power swept through the surroundings, sending all the drows who dared to move into a coma, passing through a few trembling gnomes, and the group of three directly passed through the glittering portal.

As he stepped out of the other side of the door, Edward's steps paused.

In fact, the problem must have arisen a little earlier—he turned his head, his gaze fell on the plane that flowed like water waves, frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly extended a finger and tapped it.

A ring of ripples, rippling from that calm surface!

"What happened to the portal...... Huh?"

Miss Half-Elf asked, but her voice was replaced by surprise halfway through the process—in front of her eyes, the surface of the portal, which had been as calm as water, had faded with a strange layer of color with the fingers of the telemagician.

Ripples, the color slowly ripples, plain as silver on the smooth surface, yellow, blue, green, white...... Countless tiny ripples rippled at the tip of Edward's finger like a swimming fish, seemingly slow, but in just a moment, it was already almost the entire surface of the portal.

But it's not just the weird colors that's surprising...... It's the things that are made up of the colors—the blue sky, the sun, the trees, the houses, and the people.

A few of the gnomes guarding the portal, as well as the drows, screamed in amazement, staring blankly at the sight they had never seen before...... The intense sunlight was undoubtedly a source of fear for these subterranean races, and while they didn't hate the sun as much as the drow who were madly believing in Rose, the intense sunlight and never-before-seen scenery made them cover their eyes in confusion and scream.

"What is this for?" Dahni was also one of those stunned beings, but her surprise had another reason - in front of her. The scenery that belonged directly to the surface felt very familiar to her. The unique, two-story wooden houses, the wide, flat cobblestone streets, and the signs hanging on both sides are the ones that have been seen in the past month.

The question was not answered, because by this time, a noisy voice had come from the slightly trembling, but generally calm surface, talking. Hawking, frolicking, and a faint low rumble, as the mirrored landscape progressed and became clearer, gradually, the humans

A stocky figure approached him. He is more than five feet tall and has a body that is half as wide as others. And the big red mustache that dragged down to his waist. Enough to explain his identity, a dwarf - his short legs that swayed step by step, made the few brass rings bound to his beard constantly make a crisp crashing sound,——

Please wait

At that time, he had only taken a small amount of knowledge from the source of that power, most of which was about how to use it. That's why he was able to mobilize this power and give it to so many people. However, there is a fit between this power and the individual. He couldn't find a better way, after all, it was necessary to rely on personal spiritual power to urge,

But now it seems that this is also the power of the law.

Although this law is almost crude compared to Elisestere's divine rules, its essence is exactly the same!

"Do you know which god an inverted pentagram with a horned head in it belongs to?"

"There's a horned creature in the upside-down pentagram?" The answer came with an unexpectedly swift speed, and the little girl blinked, and said casually, "What god, isn't that the sign of Asmodeus? What devil do you see?"

"Asmodeus......? Lord of the Nine Layers of Hell?"

"Of course, who else but him can use the inverted pentagram as a symbol?"

Edward pursed his lips.

In his memory, the pentagram was used a lot, not only in this world, but even in the original world, there were many people who used this thing to pretend to be ghosts, plus there were too many things to plan at hand, he didn't think of this aspect for a while, and in fact, even if he thought about it, he probably wouldn't pay attention to it, the matter of the outer interface was not a place that ordinary people could understand, and the mage ...... Although the demons have everything they need, the price of turning to them for help is definitely not small, especially under the surveillance of various temples that advertise 'goodness and justice', how many mages can openly put the research theory about the devil outside?

Of course, these prohibitions do not stop mages from researching**, but some are often unfathomable

"Asmodeurs......"

This is indeed something that should be known because of the name Asmodeirs...... It's a big deal.

The root of all evil in the world, the lord of the nine layers of hell, the king of the devil...... Asmodeirs.

Edward couldn't help but shake his head habitually, or it was the inevitability of being powerful, there were too many things he encountered today......

Come to think of it, these sources of power are not gods, but they can make ordinary warriors who have nothing to do with the magic net become beings who control the magic power, and as the master of the source of power, they can also show similar subordinates to believers, and even force them to obey orders without even a trace of resistance, saying that this thing is not evil, that is simply the biggest joke.

And who else can forge such an extremely evil thing, or in nine copies, except for the demon lords?

It shouldn't even be an evil demon, but it must be a devil - demons have never had any concept of superior and inferior ranks, let alone build an army of absolute obedience, only the devil will use this method to erode people's souls!

Nine Forces, Seven Legions......

The Psychic Warlock couldn't help but sigh in his heart—when the mystery of an incident was revealed, there was an obvious connection between some seemingly unrelated things—nine powers, seven legions...... Isn't that the symbol of Asmodeus, the so-called seven-story hell and nine-story hall?

If a layer of hell represents a kind of power, then which great devil's power is in your hands?

Legend has it that the Lord of the Devil has been watching the souls of the main physical plane for a long time, and has never lacked the strength to realize his ambitions, but more importantly, as an immortal Lord of the Devil, he has enough patience and near-eternal time to carry out plans that are beyond the imagination of mankind, without fear of failure.

But now it seems that he has caused a defeat for the Devil King, stealing a few members of the Powers

It can't be counted, after all, Isgandar's plan to unify the big 6 has been bankrupt for thousands of years, even if he himself is dead and not stiff, he can still come out and jump, but he wants to lead the empire and reunite the original power (to be continued......