Chapter 502: The Clay Tablet of Fate
The god of dreams has descended......
Seeing this scene, both the people in the temple and those outside the temple had such a thought in their hearts.
The people who were praying in the temple knelt on their knees almost at the same time, muttering the prayer of 'Perth, the great god who governs dreams, the omnipotent Almighty, we ask you to ......', their expressions excited and focused.
The splendor of the gods shrouded the Lord plane, but many believers had never seen a miracle once in their lifetime, and now a god himself had descended, and they were all at once much more religious.
Pure white points of light emerged from the believers' bodies, turning into a brilliant white galaxy, rotating in the bright light.
A huge figure slowly emerged from the light, the white Milky Way surrounding him, setting him off like a giant god who opened the world.
After this huge figure appeared, it did not send blessings to the believers like other gods descended on the main plane, but opened their eyes and looked at the God Slayer who was also illuminated by the light.
"God Butchers, I'm here at your invitation, and now please begin your show. ”
Outside the temple, the legendary professionals who were preparing to slaughter the gods were stunned.
The God of Dreams knew it was a trap from the beginning, and he knew it was a trap and came down on him?
As if sensing the astonishment of the God Butchers, a smile appeared on the lips of the huge figure, "Surprised? The gods are omniscient in some way, and when the thread of faith connects these believers to me, everything about them is not a secret to me. ”
"An archduke who built a temple in a dream and asked them to pray to me, how could I not pay attention to such an obvious anomaly?"
"For this reason, I made a little prophecy......"
“......”
Everyone present wanted to explode.
"Let's go together. Kirtel rushed forward first.
He had a bad premonition since the God of Dreams came, and this premonition reached its peak when the God of Dreams looked at him and others, but things came to this point, he could only rush, not retreat, because this was a dream.
And the dream realm is not only the sea of human dreams, but also the kingdom of the god of dreams.
"Die, damned gods. ”
The orc took a huge axe and rushed forward bravely.
"Psychic storming. ”
The mage raised his staff and pointed at the god of dreams.
This is a dream world, with no elements or magic nets, a world built purely by delusion, where theoretically no mage can cast spells, but he prepared before he came.
He carved the spell into his spirit in advance in the form of a magic circuit to ensure that he could release the magic without the magic net, and then the magic he prepared was all psychic magic, and this magic could be released without the need for elements.
A pure black storm erupted, and the last to come fell on the body of the dream god, and the wind that could shatter all spirits beat on the surrounding dreams to the fullest.
A slightly illusory dream shattered in the wind, and almost at the same time, in the distant main plane, in a small village, the middle-aged man who was sleeping suddenly breathed, and the whole person lost his breath.
"I said I would have good luck today. ”
The white-robed man lifted his hood, revealing a pair of pointed ears.
He reached out and sprinkled a handful of seeds.
As soon as the seed touched the void, it grew wildly.
Tough roots stretched out from the seed, automatically reaching into the surrounding dreams, absorbing the spirit contained in them, and at the same time, brown shoots broke through the surface of the seed and rose.
In the blink of an eye, a dense forest grew in front of the white-robed man.
On their other side, another group of legendary pros also struck.
The swarm of black spots squeaked and rushed towards the God of Dreams, who was surrounded by elemental powers such as lightning, hail, flames, poisonous mist, and curses.
As soon as these elemental powers appeared, they fell on the body of the dream god.
Seeing this scene, the mage holding a staff made of Mithril was stunned, "There are also elements in the dream world?"
If so, why would he give up the magic he was best at and play with the mind system that he was not good at?
"You say it's a dream world, and if I want something, don't I have it?" the mermaid held a trident in the air.
As if the ocean had rioted, the boundless water suddenly appeared behind the dream god, but even greater than the water was lightning.
A bolt of lightning larger than the entire temple pierced the world of light, tearing the shining world in half.
Tearing apart along with the world was the tall figure of the god of dreams.
His entire body was almost bathed in silver lightning, a billion volts of lightning that caused Curtel and the orcs who were rushing towards him to stop unconsciously.
With such a strong lightning, they will be electrocuted if they get close.
And the next moment they stopped, the infinite water completely submerged Him.
Won like that?
Since the birth of the multiverse, the number of legendary professionals in all planes has been incalculable, and not even one in a thousand can lift up the kingdom of God and ascend from the earth to the sky.
But looking at it now, the gods don't seem to be very strong.
"It seems that you have forgotten that this is a dream, this is my kingdom, and here I am omnipotent. ”
The voice of the dream god came from the water.
In the next second, the huge water, which can be called a stormy wave, disappeared without a trace, as if someone had smeared it with correction fluid, leaving only a pure white color in place.
Then, with a finger from his hand, the god of dreams slashed down from afar, and the lightning that divided the world into two fell on his finger and wound it into a ring.
Then, the elemental power of hail, fire, poisonous mist, and curse was absorbed by the ring.
At this moment, it was as if the god of dreams was no longer the god of dreams, but an omnipotent all-mighty.
Do whatever you want, do whatever you want.
"It's a big problem. ”
The white-robed man's eyes narrowed, and his spiritual power was dissipated without money, and the forest in front of him immediately came to life, transforming into an ancient tree guard with a minimum professional level of 20, and rushed towards the God of Dreams.
However, no matter how fast these ancient tree guards sprinted, no matter how fast they were, the distance between them and the god of dreams never changed, neither increased nor decreased, not a single point worse, not a single point less.
"Is the so-called God Slayer just a little bit of power? It's a little disappointing to me. A smile tugged at the corner of the dream god's mouth, "I'll send you to the underworld." ”
As soon as He finished speaking, a clay tablet that fell out of nowhere fell fell on His head.
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