This chapter is called "No Choice".

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The smoke swirled, confused by the surrounding silver stardust, turning into a patch of bright pink, which looked like the miasma of peach blossoms in the legendary March, diffuse and colorful.

For Edward, however, the bright color was as deadly as the miasma.

Over-limit conduction is a very common way for psychic warlocks to use power, using the limit to accelerate their own physiological cycle, which can greatly increase the release intensity of psychic ability, but if they are forced to use this kind of thing, then it means that the manifest person has also been forced to the most critical edge.

Every joint in his body creaked slightly, every tendon felt a tingling pain, and his heart was beating at least one hundred and sixty times a minute, as if he had been forced to do hundreds or thousands of times as hard as he could...... But he knew that it was actually an illusion, and it was his soul that was really hurt by Yan Zòng—not only that the spiritual power had been depleted to a dry process, but that the surging divine energy merged with the soul and was instantly dispersed, and this process was completely simulated by relying on spiritual power without the god as an intermediary, which was far beyond the limit of what he could bear now.

It was the first time since the start of the war that events exceeded his expectations...... Edward thought he knew something about the living gods, but he didn't expect that the dead goddess of magic could still have such great power, and even be able to mobilize magic nets...... And this kind of monster has just regained its vitality a little at this most critical time!

The energy collided violently. Even let the dense network reveal its true face in the space of the astral plane! The inextricable network came from the infinite place, went to the infinite place, and was twisted into a bundle of miles thick out of thin air! And after it. It was the figure of a woman, her body made up of a gray, rock-like substance, making her look like a statue of rough appearance, but extremely delicate and seductive, but she was as large as Azus, if not greater—when the long arms reached out and grasped the golden web of silk tows. The bundle of flames with a raging golden light scurried through the endless astral dust, and then was twisted by the air flow into a behemoth flame dragon that rushed straight into the sky! Silver divine power hastily built on the shield!

The moment the two came into contact, the silver divine power was like a candle that had deformed and melted in the sea of fire, although the tumbling impulse ripples had already rolled across a radius of dozens of miles at this time, the invisible power still crushed the silver protection from top to bottom! twisted into all sorts of weird and absurd images. It's a bit like a human and then blurred!

It's horrible......

Although Mithra was not resurrected. At least not yet...... However, it was precisely because she was dead that her spirit could be completely and completely focused on one thought, and she now had only one purpose, to kill all the living beings around her, perhaps even Azus!

Emotions and rules construct the essence of a god, so the strength of the power that a god can exert depends not only on his own ability, but also on his god's ability...... At this time, Misla's affection has generated a power that is enough to change a qiē—even if it is also a divine power. Under the impetus of this huge spiritual force, it can completely destroy the withering and decaying and break down any protection. Just like the same iron rod, ordinary people can knock people back a few steps at most, and when the giants use it, they will cut people in half along with their armor and beat them into pulp!

Then, there was the dying throes of Azus.

The upper body of the god who was almost broken squirmed, one hand clenched into a fist, retracted, swung and struck!

The sharp pain of a thousand giant axes splitting through the skull at the same time and chopping repeatedly in his mind almost wiped out all the psychic sorcerer's ability to think and reason, and the only thing left could only be focused on this kind of reasoning that did not help the result, and the silver light of divine power almost instinctively converged from his body to the front, shaping, replacing those things that were being shattered by the aggregates of the magic web layer by layer with more layers of protection, even if the result of this was nothing more than quenching the thirst of the drinking water that consumed far more than it supplied.

"Edward!"

The loud shouts slightly diluted the whirlpool-like pain and dizziness in his mind, and the chant was as melodious as a heavenly sound...... The psychic warlock looked up blankly, and saw the glow of gold, red and blue, across his vision.

The golden red was the six-winged Ariel, and when the shout sounded, her figure was still far away in space, but when the last remnants came, the golden light had already surrounded the mage god's body for miles, and the gloomy divine power like the sky in a storm tore open a glorious line, and the silver light of the astral plane sprinkled from behind the gap, smearing it like a spear, pointing straight at the heart of Azus. And the bluish mark in front of the golden red is a sign of ruin, bringing death to the omen of the god!

No!

The god was roaring, and the danger represented in that little bit of blue made him throw away a qiē, a so-called reserve, a so-called majesty, or anything else that could not protect him!

He did it.

But the price was enormous—the blue light drew a slender and magnificent line in the air, and when the line was redrawn into a little blue rune light on the sword, Azus's tower-like arm was already broken at the shoulder, and then with the flip of the long sword, it was stabbed on the blade!

The huge arm was more than two hundred feet long, and it made Ariel petite and slender, but above that arm, the structure of the divine power collapsed layer by layer into silver points of light, skin, and muscles...... In an instant, only a layer of skeleton wrapped in silver light remained, and then, this skeleton also disappeared and melted in the indifferent metallic luster, turning into a cold blue light around the body of the Blazing Heavenly Divine Attendant, adding an indescribable awe-inspiring killing intent to her figure.

So, as the god of mages, Azus. At the moment of confronting it, there was a half-terrible roar, and the remaining arm swiped wildly. Escaped from the battlefield in a miserable way!

"Edward, how are you ......?"

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the silver luster that surrounded it twisted and stretched in an instant, and as Ariel waved his hand incessantly, the silver divine power intertwined into a shield, a rope, and a sword...... Layer by layer, blocking in front of the golden magic web lines. One by one, they were bound to the huge body of the woman who was waving her hand, and stabbed into the woman's body with a sword! Each blow brought out long wounds from that huge, slender body......

The long wound-like cracks erupted like a small crater with smoke and smoke, throwing out a large amount of foul and boiling gas, and some oily liquid of unknown nature was secreted from the depressions and crevices and swayed into the astral space, an indescribable stench that filled the air, even a few miles away from the corpse of the god!

But. It's not enough. Far from enough!

Even though the body of Mithra has been shrunk due to Azus's resurrection plan, such damage is a trivial scratch to Mithra's corpse!

On the other hand, on the psychic mancer's side, although it seems that he can already attack and defend, devouring energy and destroying opponents from both sides, the Blazing Sky Divine Attendant relies on the 'Frost Sorrow' in his hand, which is actually Edward's own clone, and it does not increase the total amount of divine power, but only adds a channel. And the energy of the magic net that Mithra smashed down overwhelmingly was something that Edward's body, who was in charge of defense, couldn't absorb at all!

He was distracted by absorbing divine power and blocking attacks, and the slower the absorption of divine power. The more vulnerable the resistance to the attack, the more it is being pulled into a bottomless swamp step by step!

If this continues, he will run out of power and be burned to ashes by the magic net! And the premise is that his mental power can still maintain full operation, constantly showing the effect of time acceleration and absorbing divine power until that time, instead of being squeezed into a mass of meat sauce by his own load!

So at the very least, there should be someone to help defend against it......

No, there are not enough people, and there are not enough Blazing Divine Servants like Aiel, at least they must be a clone of the Existence Zài of the level of Misila to fully resist the corpse-like actions of this dead god!

"You...... Need help?"

An abrupt voice came to my ears at the same time that thought crossed my mind.

Then the voice repeated again, from faint to grand, in just a moment.

"You...... Can I lend you resources, I can lend you knowledge, I can lend you strength, I can lend you ...... 一qiē. ”

"Excuse me. Asmodeirs Majesty. ”

Edward snorted inwardly.

Lord of the Nine Hells...... It came, just like a shark that smelled blood, faster than expected.

This realization made the tingling in his mind even more intense, and it was almost difficult to hold himself - his eyes wandered, and he could notice that in this space that was shaking, certain changes were already quietly taking place—tall and short, human figures of different shapes, I don't know when they had appeared, not just the Lord of the Nine Prisons...... Mephistopheles, Viscount Maman, and the Iron Lord Disbat had all appeared, and they stood still in all directions of their vision, only wrapped in a layer of chaotic mist, and their figures looked looming.

It should be some kind of barrier to the space, so that they don't directly enter the god domain of Azus, but Edward has no doubt that this is a good way to watch from the wall, and since it can create this kind of trick, it obviously means that their strength is not comparable to those ordinary clones before!

Help?

Let's go down the mountain and pick peaches! You cunning fishermen!

Even though his mind was boiling and surging at a glance, he knew exactly how the Lord of the Nine Hells was talking to him - it was implanted in Edward's body, the rule ability of the Lord of the Nine Prisons, and it belonged to the main control law of the Nether Legion of Isgandar...... However, it was also a kind of insurance placed by the Lord of the Nine Hells in Edward's body, so that he could connect directly with human souls when necessary. And since Dong used this seemingly hidden last resort, then it is explained. The target of the Lord of the Nine Prisons is no longer just the seriously injured and unable to escape, but himself!

Because the trauma Azus received was too severe. It is no longer possible to maintain the isolation of this space from the outside world...... So just give up the obstacles? The god of mages is dying to survive?

Weaken his strength, is it really Xiao He who succeeds and Xiao He who defeats?

But I really need help now...... So ask for help from these guys, or do you continue to fight for that little chance of miracle?

Smart people may make the right choice, so Edward's choice is to ignore the words with strong temptation!

Because he knew very well that Asmodeus was the Lord of the Nine Hells. The famous strategist in the multiverse has not been hit by his psychic powers, and there is no mercy and blood in his mind. Always prioritizing his own plans, incomparably sober and incomparably indifferent. So, the purpose of his coming here. It is to get the submission of this human being. Even a little bit is an out-and-out trap, and now ...... If you promised him help, it would be a very strange thing if Edward's soul didn't fall into his hands!

This series of inferences did not require mental power, because that was what Edward had thought about before this war.

Suddenly, the sky lit up a little green.

It wasn't bright, but it spread out, and the energy of destruction spread into a ring in the void. Lightly and silently swept over a dozen or so silver chains that bound Misera! Then, fierce sparks burst out from those invincible divine powers, although the next moment the sparks had already disappeared. But there must be a loss of energy to offset - so with the wave of Misla's arm, those sturdy silver chains could no longer bear the excessive load, and they broke one by one! The whip of the magic net had once again bombarded the layers of silver shields in front of the human!

"Dry ...... Beautiful!"

The human voice was low and calm, and the silver starlight rose around him, outlining his pale face under his hood, his gaze unfocused, thoughtful...... It seems to be answering the other party's words, and it seems to be talking to oneself.

The disturbances in the spirit of Azus were gone.

It was a subtle trick that Edward had quietly stuffed into the rules of the mage god and the soul, some clever tricks that could only be done with a very detailed understanding of the existence of the gods, although they were extremely small, but they were able to disturb the god's mind, make his thoughts procrastinate, and even confused!

But now it has been lifted......

This must not be accidental, but the Lord of the Nine Hells...... Ultimatum. He can not help Edward, but he can also help Azus!

When necessary, anything can be done, should it be said that it is worthy of evil?

"Ariel. ”

Edward's lips moved slightly, and a subtle spiritual word was extremely hidden, and it was sent into the mind of the Blazing Sky Divine Servant: "Listen carefully to what I say, leave here with this, I will send you a ride with teleportation, the spatial barrier of Azus has been destroyed, as long as you get to the World Tree, it will not be a problem for you to go to the upper realm." ”

There was no answer.

Only a mixture of surprise, unease, and negativity echoed at the same time, Edward narrowed his eyes, and his gaze reflected the change in the woman's face a little farther away: "What a fool, if this is the case, they will find out?

She...... Edward's child was following a silver thread through the debris of the astral plane, landing beside Iriel.

Naturally, it is impossible to put a child who has no resistance in the realm of the devil, so Edward can only take it with him, and the method is very old-fashioned - put this child in a portable dimensional cave, and put an air bottle in it, anyway, this little ghost has been sleeping with positive energy magic items, and there is no special need.

However, it is a pity that it seems that it is no longer safe at this moment.

"But ......"

"Let's go, I'm not going to die. ”

"No ......"

The silver sheen of the teleportation bloomed like a bolt of lightning. Exploded from the 'Frost Sorrow' in Ariel's hands! It was the use of the energy of the doppelganger, which was triggered to the extreme, not only to cut the passage of the two planes, but also a trap to suck people into it! Ariel's six wings reflexively opened, but they were still pulled by the incomparable gravitational force and thrown into it!

And Misila had already raised her hand again at this time! In the trembling roar, the last piece of silver shield in front of Edward was also shattered! The scattered divine power was flying and diffuse, and a piece of silver covered the entire field of vision, and then, it turned into darkness!

Can't help it?

The pain of a knife and axe rushed through his whole body or nerves, and the waves slammed into the mind of the telemagician, making his eyes blacken for a while, and the sky was spinning so that he almost fainted! In his confusion, he opened his mouth, almost saying, 'Help me......'

Did you say it?

No, because before that, something was making an earth-shattering roar! (To be continued......)

PS: The high fever has subsided, but the inflammation has spread to the throat and intestines, and the water that comes out of five or six trips to the toilet today is ninety percent of the water......

In the afternoon, I was shocked to hear the bad news that the second aunt had passed away, and the reason was self-hanging.

Mood...... Indescribable, I wish this chapter could still be read......