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A strong light burst out in one breath.

It was more intense than any previous collision or eruption, as if it was about to cover the whole world, and the intense light that dyed everything in a single color filled people's vision.

There is no explanation, and I don't know what happened, but everyone has an inexplicable feeling that "this is the end".

There is no clear theoretical support, and there is no evidence to prove it, but when the light of the rising sun blooms, a subtle feeling of relief and unwillingness crosses my mind. As the light gradually dimmed, the morning sun full of strength and vitality gradually dimmed, and the intense light quickly faded and dimmed, extremely bleak but one could not help but admire that the sun could be so beautiful that the sunset painted the sky with a bright, melancholy red.

Looking at the magnificent scenery, the feeling of dust settlement became more and more determined.

Falling Roland;

Li Lin who rushed upward;

The two collided without suspense, and Dirandar, who was preoccupied with anger and hatred, broke through all physical defenses and pressed between the dragon's eyes.

That should have been a fatal blow.

No creature can survive after being pierced by a sharp weapon, even if he is a transcendent species above transcendent beings, and it is impossible for him to be safe and sound after the brain tissue is tragically destroyed.

He's going to die, or at least he's going to be hit hard.

- If that sword really pierced the dragon's head.

"-What can I do?"

The nine heads poured out a mockery together, and in a proud sneer, Roland and Dirandal shuddered together.

The Sword of the Brave stopped at a fraction of a centimeter from reaching the dragon's head.

In front of the tip of the sword was a regular octagonal golden film the size of a fingernail.

"Sigh...... The Wall?"

Roland moaned to himself.

The "Wall of Sighs", a spatial phase-shift defense system, is second only to Zeno's Turtle, and has only been defeated once in front of the Longinus Spear so far.

It stands to reason that the power of miracles, especially the power of miracles that gather the will of many people, should be the nemesis of the "Wall of Sighs". Even if the output increased after entering the second form, how could the "Wall of Sighs" the size of a fingernail be able to block the blow of the Holy Sword Dirandar, the prototype of all miracles, with all its might?

"No matter how powerful a miracle is, it is only a fleeting flash of light. ”

Not even disdain and mockery existed, and an indifferent tone pressed over Roland's body from below.

"What can a flash of light do in front of such a grand existence as 'eternity' and 'infinity'?"

The so-called eternity, the so-called infinity, is nothing but a concept created by human beings. There is nothing in this world that is eternal, and as long as it exists, it will surely come to an end. Life is like this, everything is like it, and even the grand universe will usher in a heat death day.

It is precisely because of this that human beings, who want to cross the boundaries of the laws and regulations, create "eternity" and "infinity", and put forward various hypotheses and ideas, trying to accomplish the great cause of becoming God with their own hands.

The "Maxwell's Devil", which tries to deny the second law of thermodynamics and realize the fantasy of a perpetual motion machine, is the product of the unruly desire of human beings to "explore infinite energy".

The eldest of the four divine beasts of science, the ultimate concept of being able to achieve perpetual operation and provide infinite energy - Maxwell Demon.

Also known as a demon, Maxwell is much younger than Laplace, and his vitality is more tenacious than that of his predecessors who were sent to the lord early (Laplace has been sentenced to death in all directions, and Maxwell occasionally uses research projects such as the "information escapement" to trick corpses). Its ability to "supply infinite energy" is not inferior to that of Laplace.

Multiplying the smallest base number by the multiple of "infinity" will result in "infinity". Limited things can only sigh in the face of "infinity".

With the blessing of Maxwell's demon, the spatial phase displacement frequency is infinitely close to 0. Even if it is a thin piece of paper, it can become an indestructible shield after infinite stacking, not to mention that at this moment the infinite stack is the "Wall of Sighs", and there is no sharp spear in this world that can break through this shield.

Even if it was a holy sword that was enough to cause a miracle, it wouldn't work.

"Useless soldiers, boring weapons—this is your best resistance? This is your answer?"

The voice is still calm, like a bottomless abyss, without a trace of fluctuations, bottomless.

In the face of questions and sighs from the abyss, no one could raise their heads to answer.

"Enough. ”

The dragon's head shook slightly, and the boy who had lost his fulcrum slid to the ground, and before he could wake up from the shock and readjust his posture, the sky above his head darkened.

Boom –

The dragon's neck turned into a sledgehammer and slammed down, roaring and shaking the earth.

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"For the messenger of the gods, it was so ugly that it made you want to cry. ”

Biting the bandage and tightening the severed arm, the broken muscles and blood vessels hung down weakly, wrapped around the sharp broken bones.

Faced with the shocking scene that happened to his body, Father Hans Christian Andersen did not even frown, and after tying the knot with his remaining right arm and teeth, the priest looked at the battlefield with all his body.

In mythology since ancient times, messengers of the gods have appeared in different forms. There are old people, young women, and well-informed young people, and among them, there are also beast forms called "mythical beasts".

Even the savior was once described as an eagle and a lion, so the messenger of the gods in the form of a beast did not contradict traditional beliefs.

But it was something completely different.

Even with the gods, even with all kinds of evidence, Andersen still couldn't connect the alien with the title of the messenger of the gods. Even if they are barely pieced together, they are just angels of death and monsters who perform divine punishment in various classics.

Monster.

It's still a powerful monster that humans can't even touch.

"I see, the so-called acting on behalf of the divine will not only refers to the specific domination of this layer, but also the work of purging the rebellious gods? Faithful to work, not greedy for power, without any superfluous feelings and pursuits. Siegfried Otto Lelin is indeed the strongest and most perfect agent of divine will to date. ”

There was a hint of envy and longing in the voice full of unwillingness and hatred.

That subtle feeling points not to a great power, but to something more essential, deep, and extremely pure.

That deep longing made Andersen forget even the pain, put the mission and the battle aside, and watched all the actions of the nine-headed dragon with full attention—from beginning to end, every detail was not left behind.

"How hateful, how ominous, how envious to us. ”

When the dragon's head was raised in the air, and the girl holding the holy sword was knocked down like a human swatting a mosquito and a fly, the priest whispered words full of regret.

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