Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

Compared to the tall body of the centaur, the human was thin and short, and the hand was even more powerless, and it stretched out, as if it just wanted to enjoy the woman's body temperature.

But the body of the centaur that came with a huge impact was stopped. His arms fell, and the deformed spear in his hand slowly fell, and then the water droplets gathered into a ball but it was clean and clear. The slight ripples on the silver surface reflected a distorted gray, like a large drop of mercury.

And when the hand slowly retreated, the pieces of silver brilliance were slowly precipitated from the smooth lower abdomen, and the clearer and more complete they became. When the palm of the hand withdrew three feet, the silver had already revealed a phantom in the shape of a centaur, a faint silver transparent crystal, like a statue made of silver crystal, but 'she' struggled, shaking her arms, and kicked with four hooves, as if trying to push away the man's control, however, the efforts of the one qiē were all in vain, and when the psychic's arm was pulled back violently, the crystal statue had been ripped out of Rosseo's body like a fish out of water!

When the Psychic Warlock slowly withdrew his palm, the phantom of the centaur was left with only a swirling silver glow in his hand.

A voice is roaring.

However, it was only a lingering sound in the spirit - the telemancer turned his gaze, and the original sacred plane in his eyes was only the ruins and ruins in the dust, the mud and traces of the time, and the dust in the distance, the gray of the forest of poor trees and the remnants of snow.

"Of course it's not over......"

His gaze stayed on the cracked and scattered space like catkins for a moment, and then returned to the silver mass in his palm, and the telemancer muttered, "This qiē has just begun. ”

The reverberating sound dissipated.

The silence spread across the messy battlefield, and it wasn't until the last clouds of dust fell in the distance that the psychic finally sighed. He waved his hand, but then frowned again. The space around him shook to a pulp, and it was very difficult to even open a spatial gap to his half-plane—

He had to increase his strength, and with all his might, he finally opened a gap, and finally sent the ball of light back to his half-plane god domain. It's just that this power has caused a layer of ripples to ripple on the telemagician's gray robe, and his body seems to have turned into a layer of phantom. It fluctuated for a moment before finally steady.

It took too much power to destroy the space, and now the power to maintain this clone was almost exhausted, and the divine power that was plundered from the enemy, he didn't dare to use it lightly on himself, otherwise if Lansender could still control those powers. He's going to have even more headaches.

Of course, there are losses and gains.

Such a sample of divine power is undoubtedly quite precious, and there are quite a few of them, and it is not an exaggeration to count it as a great gift. All it takes is to understand the secrets within, or to derive from them the secrets of Ransendel, how exactly Pandor's power is fused.

But it's not at all happy......

After all, if this power really has that effect, then the power of the Lord of Dawn will become more terrifying - devouring divine power to strengthen himself. Even the encirclement network constructed by the power of Pandorian in the whole world will be used by him!And with his grudge against himself, how will he deal with himself?

He shook his head.

Being able to open such a huge gap in space at will also means that he can send his army here at any time. Or even a part of the main material plane that is directly and slowly transformed...... There are so many possibilities. Even the exhaustive minds of a psychic warlock cannot find all the answers. The only thing that is certain, as he himself has just said, is that this qiē has just begun.

The sound of footsteps beside him made him look away. Two young men were seen walking towards him with each other's arms - Linna was walking towards him with a half-dead Terry, to be exact.

Although she was directly displaced by the psychic ability, the layer of divine energy shield that the psychic warlock left in place completely protected her, and Terry was scarred by the fact that Miss Centaur had swung three whips before had beaten his newly repaired body to pieces. The only remaining cuirass had a large depression. Blood was oozing from beneath the cracks, and the corners of his eyes, nose, and mouth were bleeding, sliding down his two reborn thighs. It looks ridiculous and indescribable.

Stumbling closer to the man, Lin Na opened her mouth, but didn't know how to speak for a moment - the other party had helped them a lot from the beginning, but it didn't seem to look like their companion. Even if the little girl broke the magic circle before, it was considered a great achievement, but it didn't seem to be a kind of capital......

Even before she hesitated, the man nodded.

She didn't make any moves, but there was already a rustling sound around her, so Lin Na turned her head in surprise and saw the remnants of the paladins who had been blasted by the explosion and not been cut by the spatial rift, and the remnants of the paladins staggered to their feet from a distance, but they did not attack again, they shook as if they were drunk, and then fell to the ground one by one, and the silver luster steamed out on their bodies, like water droplets on the flames, surging outward little by little.

fell into his hands, and then gave back to the two of them.

As a result, all the scars are gone, and even a full body is emerging from within their body, like the feeling of having eaten and drunk enough and then experienced several hourglasses of quiet sleep.

"Mr. Cullen...... Uh, Your Excellency, I beg your pardon for my previous rudeness, and accept my sincerest thanks, I ......"

The young paladin was incoherent, and finally simply fell down on one knee, and performed a knightly courtesy to the guy younger than him to meet the emperor - in fact, in his heart, he was willing to let him throw himself to the ground, and in that short moment just now, the strength of the other party's expression was almost as strong as those legendary sages-

The power of those enemies, only when they are faced, will they understand how terrible it is.

The back is full of light wings, and the eyes are golden...... It signifies that a person has moved away from the ranks of mortals and has risen to the rank of a powerful celestial being. Or maybe it's true that only God's gift can accomplish this change. But those people were killed by the guy in front of them, as if they were just fragile skeletons infected by negative energy.

The scene of casually splitting the bodies of several people out of thin air, and chopping off more than a dozen heads with a wave of his hand is too shocking, as for whether he remembered the number wrongly. In the minds of the trainee paladins, it was already an inconsequential matter. It is important to note that by the time those enemies appeared, the poor young man was almost hopeless. And when they were defeated by the light, that despair was naturally transformed into unforgettable shock and worship.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw the man stretch out his hand to him...... Before he could understand anything, the other party's finger flicked, and a silver filament of light was ripped out of the head of the apprentice paladin. couldn't help but be so frightened that his whole body softened, and he couldn't help but think of the legendary powerful people who were moody, and didn't take human life very seriously, and often killed people at every turn.

Thankfully, the man's voice came right away.

"This is a copy of your memory, and it will have no effect on your body. ”

The groveling attitude of the two little ones in front of him only made the psychic warlock amused - for him. These two people were just pawns that he grabbed casually, and being able to break that teleportation array was already a good use, and as for any sincere thanks or anything like that, it was meaningless to him.

"Well, take this. ”

After a pause, he casually tossed two crystal balls to the two little ones—the ones that Miss Centaur had given to those people before, and it was said that they could be used to manipulate dreams. "Show this thing to the temple guys. By the way, tell them that it's best not to believe in any dreams, otherwise, you'll be treated as a puppet. ”

"Show the people of the temple ......"

Some of them took those things indifferently, Lin Na blinked, and her eyes quickly turned red.

The Temple of Tyre in Restrick City was originally not large-scale, and the Lord Priest who received the 'oracle' would naturally go all out if he had obtained the treasure. So at this moment, almost all the people in the entire temple are already here - more than a dozen high priests have been torn apart except for the owls, most of the holy warriors have been torn apart by the cracks in the space, and the remaining few guys ...... Now I don't know if I'm alive or dead, and maybe I'm all dead.

Although every attendant of Tyre would make an oath when he professed his faith, dedicating his life to a righteous cause, and being ready to die at any time, it was only a vow after all. Lin Na never thought that this cruel Qiqi would come to her so quickly and so suddenly.

"There are a few of your companions alive, probably with some injuries. It should wake up soon, though. ”

That gentle voice always seems to bring the gospel at the right time and bring some comfort to the heart. Reaching out and wiping the corners of her eyes vigorously, the little girl raised her head, but she was a little stunned.

His mind turned, and the psychic mancer's mental tentacles had caught Rossio's mind suspended in mid-air. Also freed the young lady from the shackles, Miss Centaur let out a slight sigh and stumbled for a moment before finally standing firm: "What a shame......" She lowered her beautiful eyes and looked at the man who was close at hand: "I didn't expect that the God of Dawn would have such great ambitions, and at this moment, I am afraid that the entire Temple of Nature will be in danger." ”

"What about the dinosaur god?" the mindmancer's eyelids picked.

"陛xià...... Maybe it's fallen...... I do not know. I can't feel her now. I didn't pay attention to her thoughts before...... "Rosseo shook his head and sighed again: "I don't remember a lot of things, but I know that after you left, Dawn immediately started a war against her, not a divine war in the ordinary sense, so it started and ended very quickly." Not even a couple of hourglasses. ”

"This guy has such a big appetite. ”

Edward said casually, but he immediately noticed a little trouble. In the silence of the battlefield, Miss Centaur's voice was obviously a little louder, and the two little ones were a little away from each other, but they were enough to hear what she had just said. He sighed and walked out of the woods.

The spatial gap has been closed, and this place is a place of right and wrong, so it's better to leave quickly before causing more trouble, not to mention that Rosseo's current state doesn't seem to be able to support it for long - this Centaur is a creature of the upper realm, and does not have the dual essence of the main material plane, and will inevitably be suppressed by a strong plane, and she is not in the state of a doppelganger. After a long time, if you don't get it right, it will be wiped out.

Then, unsurprisingly, the little priest stopped him.

Karen ...... Sir, what did you say...... Is it true? Is it the God of the Dawn...... Really depraved?" seemed to squeeze her vocal cords hard, and it was with great difficulty that she could associate the forbidden word with the name of the deity.

Compared to the apprentice paladin, the little priest was much more thoughtful. At least she was able to think of the central question at once—the thing that those people had called 'true God' before had indeed said a few words about Ransendel's Majesty.

But...... Could an originally good god really do such a thing?

"I don't know, there's so much to be said about this, you know, evil sometimes likes to use the name of justice. ”

Lin Na was stunned.

The other party's answer didn't explain anything at all, but it was enough to refuse—enough to silence her. After all. The strength and abilities of the other party, and the identity that may be brought to the table, there is no need to answer any of her questions unless necessary.

Some, though, apparently don't think so.

"This matter is indeed a matter of importance, and it may involve the safety of the entire Big 6. A voice interjected abruptly into the dialogue—a melodious aftersound, as if it had been sent from a far away place by illusion: "I think you can tell me all the qiē." Youngster. ”

The person who made this voice was slowly walking out of the sparse woods in the distance.

But not one.

At least a few dozen figures came out of that direction wistfully, causing Edward to squint.

The man was a clergyman in his fifties, with a spotless robe and ornate writing, and he seemed to be the one who spoke - he seemed to have heard their conversation by the help of some kind of magical effect, but this sneaky behavior did not match the large blue coat of arms on his chest.

Behind him, more people were spreading out in formation...... Paladin, priest. But it's not just the traditional ones - they have more and better weapons, and in addition to swords and war hammers, there are at least thirty or more longbows, all of which have the brilliance of magic, and even the quiver beside them has the aura of magic!

A Celebrant ...... Well, or maybe a little higher? at least with a few nice magical items on you. And then there's a bunch of motley guys...... At least downright layman when it comes to field operations. If it was in those days when the burrowing bears were at this distance, this number of figures was at this distance...... No, even if it appeared farther away, it would have already been revealed by itself, right?

Seemingly. It's not okay to rely too much on those special powers.

The Psychic Warlock walked leisurely, as if the other party's words were not being said to him at all, and he was not even interested in answering.

"That...... Lord Karen, that person should be the diocese......"

Terry narrowed his eyes and glanced in that direction, and then his face changed, and he turned around crampedly to the Psychic Warlock, but the latter didn't want to hear him finish and interrupted him angrily: "Look at that sassy robe, you know, not to mention who has the habit of looking at people with their noses and eyes except for the big guys?"

Several holy warriors who had survived the catastrophe were slowly gathering around at this moment, and the conversation between the apprentice paladin and the psychic warlock made them stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but snicker in a low voice. It's not that they are amused by that simple ridicule, it's just that generally speaking, it is not often that they hear someone ridiculing such a big person, and suddenly the gap in their hearts leads to a decrease in laughter.

Especially after this kind of laughter was mixed with the comfort of the rest of the catastrophe, several young people looked at each other's smiles, as if the switch was turned on all of a sudden, and the more they laughed, the louder they became.

The messy hip-hop didn't stop until the men approached a few dozen feet away.

But rightfully so

+++

Cullen, Jack, or similar names are all very common on the Big 6, maybe there are several in a village, but because of this, this kind of thing will not appear in the more well-known characters, even if it is a mercenary, they will change this kind of easily confused name, add a few or subtract a few letters to change the pronunciation, and strive to make the name a little louder.

This middle-aged man already has gray temples, but his eyes are blazing, looking forward to an eagle. In particular, his wide chin, thin lips, and meticulously groomed beard make his stern face worthy of not being angry and arrogant. Behind him stood four tall paladins, fully armed, their tight armor smeared with holy oil, bright and dazzling, adding a bit of power to him.

But at this moment, the person he was staring at was slightly tilted his head and squinted at him.

The meaning expressed in that look is really clear.

"What kind of thing are you?"