"By the way, Dick, before we go to the Relics of the Gods, it seems that the Miro Empire has reacted against our Theseus Empire. Roger said suddenly, because Marken was not lightly injured in the battle with Zuihou's armor, so at this moment everyone rested in this stone room in situ, and Etasha treated Macken's injuries with the medicine he carried with him, and everyone just sat on the ground casually, chatting with one and no one.

"Yes, you're right. Dick said.

"Which side do you think will win?" asked Roger.

"It should be your Xiusi Empire. Dick said lightly, "First, the Xiusi people occupy a geographical advantage, which is a huge advantage, and second, although the military strength of Milo is stronger than that of Faun and Xiusi, they must stay in Milo to prevent the Faun Empire, which is sitting back and watching the war, from reaping the benefits, so the Xiusi Empire will inevitably be able to organize more troops than the Milo invasion army." Third, even if the Miro Expeditionary Force defeats the main legion of the Xius Empire, the Xiusi royal family can also ask for help from the Holy See of Light, whose crusaders are known as the first knights of the continent, and their power is unimaginable. ”

"It seems to make sense to hear you say that. The simple-minded berserker nodded at the sight of Dick's three reasons.

Dick glanced at the armor scattered all over the place, most of which had only been scattered and not damaged: "Everyone, these armors are also treasures, should we distribute these first?" ”

"These armors are fine, superb, but unless they are artifacts, they are of little use to us, and wearing them will affect the agility of our hands. Marken, who was half-lying on the ground, said.

Moscart also said: "Your Excellency Marken is right, we don't know how many dangers await us ahead, and holding so many pairs of armor in our hands is simply killing ourselves. ”

Dick was overjoyed when he heard this, of course he didn't need these armors himself, but he could use them for the demon hunters' guards: "Well, you don't want these armors, do you?"

Everyone replied in the affirmative.

"What?, Lord Dick, is he going to take such a pile of broken copper and iron to the test of Lord Tlansius?" said Etasha with a wink, "and you only have two hands, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold so many things." ”

"Don't forget, I'm a space-time mage. Dick said as he stretched out his hand in the void and opened the space bag, the volume of the space bag will expand with the refinement of the space mage's cultivation, Dick is already a fourth-level mage at the moment, the space bag has already expanded to the size of tens of thousands of cubic meters, and it is naturally more than enough to hold these armors.

Everyone watched Dick pick up the parts of the armor and throw them into the space bag, and their hearts were full of envy. "Space magic is convenient!" said Berserker Rob to everyone's thoughts.

With the exception of a few parts of the armor that were too badly damaged to repair, the rest of the armor was thrown into the space bag by Dick. Then the group stayed in place for a while, until Etasha had finished medicating Marken, and then set off again.

At the end of the stone chamber is a black door. Marken was injured and it was not fit to open the way ahead, so the task of taking the lead fell to Moscut, who took a deep breath, his eyes lit up with determination, and then stepped forward and reached out to push on the black door.

Behind the black door was a small room, also made of black stone, with a soft glow from the pale flames hanging from the ceiling, and a dark and deep corridor on the opposite side of the room.

At the same time as the door was pushed open, the grand and solemn voice of Tlantheus sounded again: "Little ones, I have prepared a gift for you in this room. ”

The eight of them entered the room one after another, and looked around, and there were no superfluous furnishings in the room, except for an ancient long table made of oak in the corner, on which were placed six turquoise vials. The vial has a turquoise exterior with a small wooden stopper on the top of the bottle and a carved pattern of flowers and vines on the walls.

The voice of the god of war continued: "You can come to this ruin left by me, it proves that you are all gifted, and this gift of mine will make you more powerful, don't underestimate these humble bottles, they can produce a bottle of divine grace potion every day, I mean the real divine charity potion." ”

Dick's heart was moved when he heard this, and he remembered what he had read in the book: the charismatic potion was the grace of God to his devout followers. The real divine charity potion can only be made by gods, of course, there are also great alchemists and pharmacists on the mainland who have imitated this potion, but the effect is not as good as the real thing.

Dick believed that even if the Shadow Thorn organization was really shili, it would not be possible to sell it to him in bulk, and the potion he was using should be a copy. Now that he has the true Divine Grace Elixir, his cultivation speed will definitely be able to increase!

Dick turned around and saw Moscutt, Zenas, and the others all flushed with excitement and trembled. Moscart opened his mouth, and even his voice took on a trill: "Everyone, there are a total of six vials here, and according to the agreement, each of us who holds the purple glow stone will have one bottle, no opinion." ”

"Of course no comment!" said Berserker Roger, who immediately pounced on the wooden table, snatched a vial, and held it tightly in his hand.

Roger's move, the others immediately followed suit, and at this moment they no longer cared about any reserve. Dick, Zenas, Etasha, Macen, and Moscart all stepped forward and grabbed a vial. Except for Dick, who threw the vial into the space bag, everyone held the vial tightly in their arms, with a miser's facial expression.

"Alright, should we go on?" Dick pointed to the dark, dark hallway across the room. With that, he entered the corridor first, and the shadow immediately engulfed his body, and the others hurriedly followed.

The corridor was dark and silent, but it was long and deep, and it was a long time before a small pale flame appeared to illuminate it, and the corridor was silent, except for the sound of people's footsteps.

Suddenly, there was a sudden light in front of me, and the corridor had come to an end. They were in an empty stone chamber with empty walls and nothing except for two holes in the wall across the hallway.

The entrance to the cave on the left is made of white stone, which radiates a holy white light like the stone on which the temple was built, and is white and clean, without a trace of dust. Outside the cave is carved with wings on its back, a little angel wrapped in ribbons, and inside the entrance is a staircase circling Xiangshang. At the top of the staircase, a glittering light could be seen.

The entrance to the cave on the right is carved out of black stone, in the shape of a huge demon head, the entrance of the cave is the demon's hideous mouth, the demon's eyes are blood-red, and he looks coldly at the people in the stone room, and inside the entrance of the cave is a staircase of xiangxia, and a faint fire can be seen from the bottom of the deep staircase.

"The path to heaven, the gates of hell, the choice is yours!" said Trensius' voice.

"Heaven and hell, Lord War, you can be clear!" Exclaimed Etasha, but the God of War still did not respond to her words.

"What does that mean? Heaven, hell, aren't these the terms of the Holy See of Light?" muttered to himself. All of them stood still and fell into deep thought.

"What's there to think about here, the god of war means that let's choose a random path to enter. Berserker Rob said with a big grin, and then he walked straight to the "Gate of Hell", stepped in, and walked down the stairs Xiangxia, the darkness quickly engulfed his figure.

"Haha, that's a good point, isn't it just a random path to enter? The god of war refuses to say what's in the two paths, and it's not interesting for us to guess here!" In the voice of Maken daxiao, the person had already walked in front of the "Heavenly Road", walked down the stairs xiangshang, and soon lost sight of his figure.

"I still prefer paradise. Etasha chuckled and walked towards the "Road to Heaven".

Roger was silent and eventually walked towards the "gates of hell" that Rob entered.

Moscart said, "I want to see what hell is like", and he also walked towards the "gate of hell".

At this time, only Dick, Zenas, and Hawke were left in the spacious stone chamber.

The wind, blowing from the mouth of the cave, stirred the placket of the three men's clothes. The wind stops, the battle begins!

Dick leaped into the air, a few black feathers slowly falling from the air, and a pair of black wings were already stretched behind him. Hawke drew his sword from its sheath, and his fighting aura jumped on the surface of his body like substance. He leaped into the air, and his body was in front of Dick. Zenas stretched out his staff and pointed at Hawke, "Cursed Movement!"

Darkness, weakness, oblivion, sluggishness, senescence. The five strong curses all acted on Hawke's body in an instant, and Hawke was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move, and the fighting aura around him quickly dimmed.

Dick stretched out his hand, and a large dimensional slash was already issued, as fast as a wind, and struck Zenath.

Zenas waved his staff again: "Dark Barrier!" A pure and incomparably dark surged out from around Zenas's body, like a dark barrier, blocking in front of him, and the Great Dimension slashed in front of him, but it only caused the dark barrier to fluctuate slightly. At this time, Zenas's lips twitched slightly, and he was already preparing for a large magic.

Dick's lips moved as well, and with a shock of his wings behind his back, he sprinted towards Zenas with his sword and Nether Body in his hand like lightning.

"Cursed music!" the staff of Zenas pointed at Dick in the distance, and unleashed the magic that made Hawke ineffective for a moment. Dick's figure froze slightly, and then rushed towards Zenas again as if nothing happened! With a loud and terrifying thud, the Demon Sword Slashed at the Dark Barrier, and the Dark Barrier shattered.

"How is that possible? you've been cursed!" exclaimed Zenas in disbelief.

"There's so much more you don't understand!" Dick said coldly, joking, Dimihera can even break the curse brought by the "Eternal Night", let alone the "Cursed Music" of his Zenath?

Dick stabbed with a sword as he spoke, but he didn't expect that although Zenas was not a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, he was quite agile, and Dick's sword was originally stabbed into his heart, but he narrowly dodged it, only cutting a gap in his left arm. At this point, it was enough time for him to instantly launch a "dark barrier" to defend himself.

"Dimensional Storm!" Dick shook his hand with another flash of magic. At the same time, the Nether Demon Sword in his hand danced with a heavy sword shadow, enveloping the dark barrier.

In an instant, the black light in the entire stone room flickered vertically and horizontally, and the sword qi was agitated and flying. On several occasions during this period, Hawke wanted to rush to help, but the power of the "Cursed Movement" in his body was too domineering to allow him to move at all. Dick constantly strikes Zenath with a combination of demonic martial arts and instantaneous spatial magic, while Zenas defends it with the "Dark Barrier".

Until, the two of them finished the magic they chanted.

Zenas shouted, "Night of Silence"

Without warning, the bright stone chamber suddenly darkened, and day turned into night. And this night is starless and moonless, only pure darkness!

Zenas raised his hand and pointed at Dick, a cloud of black and pure darkness burst out of Dick's body, Dick suddenly felt as if a ball of explosive flames had exploded in his body, he was like a heavy blow, his face was as white as paper in an instant, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth. Hawke was shocked to see this from a distance, but he was cursed and could not rush to the rescue.

Even so, Dick didn't stop chanting the incantation, and he shouted the same loudly: "Netherworld Dragon King!"

The heavens and the earth darkened, the flat ground swept into a hurricane, the dark elements in the space condensed wildly at an unprecedented speed, and a magic array that almost covered the entire sky took shape in the air, and the magic runes composed of countless dark elements moved back and forth in the magic array according to the mysterious trajectory.

An angry, terrifying, dragon's roar from the underworld of hell instantly became the only sound in the world! A huge and hideous black dragon head slowly poked out from the magic array, followed by a slender neck, and two sharp front claws that shimmered with cold light.

The Hell Dragon King tore with claws, gnashed his fangs, and spewed out blazing flames from his mouth, and Zenas kept releasing the Dark Barrier, so that he could barely withstand the Prison Dragon King's attack. But the pervasive demonic flame still caused him great damage.

By the time the Nether Dragonlord had re-dissipated into the dark elemental and dissipated into the air, Zenas had lost an arm, blinded an eye, and broken the staff in his hand.

But at this moment he smiled, and the smile on his bloodstained face was extremely hideous: "You lost!" He pointed at Dick with his only remaining right hand holding half of his staff, and a large cloud of deep and pure darkness burst out of Dick's body, Dick spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the magical effect of the night of annihilation continued!

"It's up to you to let me lose?" Dick sneered. His mouth was bleeding as he finished reciting a note of the mantra, a short incantation he had begun reciting when Zenas was fighting against the Dragonlord of Hell.

"Death of Time!"

The years are long, time flies, no matter how beautiful haode, there is a moment of withering, no matter how strong, there is also a time of weakness, no matter how brilliant, there is also a day of falling. The river of time is endless, and no one or anything can escape from time!

For a moment, the spirit of Zenas seemed to have drifted through the river of time for hundreds of billions of years.

Zenas stood still, caught in a state of infinite sadness for the time that had passed, and a flaw in such a moment was enough to decide the outcome of the battle! Dick shook his wings and rushed in front of him with a thunderbolt, cutting off his head with a sword!