The holy city of Estali is the city with the largest number of magicians on the Lost Continent. Although there are inspectors with yellow shawls to maintain the superficial order, this is a world where strength is respected after all. Even in the twenty-first century
Century Earth, no matter how advanced the country is, there will still be social violence and even more delusions.
If there is violence, of course there will be people who want to take advantage of it. These people may want to maintain peace and implement justice, but more likely they want to take advantage.
How could the noise caused by someone in the house in District VI of the Holy City go unnoticed? As early as the first lightning struck, someone was heading towards the center of the incident.
When the mysterious lord came, the magicians who were originally on their way here slowed down. There is a saying that you can do what you can, and there is a saying that innocent people may be affected. In short, this kind of place where a big boss appears
, it’s not easy to fish in troubled waters.
When the next things happened one after another at lightning speed, the people on the road stopped. Because going any further seemed to be a prelude to death.
When nine figures in white armor fell vertically from the clear sky, all nearby magicians fled away in a radial pattern!
Are you kidding me? The Lord of Guardians is not only famous for his unreasonableness among the gods, but also among the mortals. When he is around, it is most likely for the father-in-law to become the protagonist and become a tragic hero. If you want to be small,
If you are destined, stay away from that person.
In particular, He doesn't like to see magicians. If you want to provoke an invasion from an alien god, nine out of ten culprits are magicians. Either accidentally or on purpose. It's a damn thing that this boss will look good on the magician.
Not to mention the eight seemingly invisible shackles of power that suppressed all the magic power in the Estali area, whether it was magicians or magic towers. This was because they were not the main targets.
There are only signs of loosening.
When the magicians left, they naturally wanted to untie this layer of shackles on their bodies first. At the same time, they could not imagine at all what level of existence the eight shackles were aimed at and what level of suffering they had to endure.
In fact, except for Klein, the other seven Lords of Power only appeared as incarnations of the purest power. They exerted the same 'attack' method on Xuanwu as the Lord of Mystery, and also gave Fen a greeting.
Greetings from the Shackles of Power.
In order to suppress this lich that no longer belongs to the lich, the gods tried their best, and the result was that it also affected the surrounding environment. Fortunately, there were no special seals added by them in other places. Even if they ignored it, it would be over.
Time will also resolve itself, but this is not the case with Fen.
Starting with Klein's unexpected surprise attack, the Lich was caught off guard and took the upper hand. Seeing that this method was indeed effective, the other seven Lords of Power stopped worrying and followed the same method to impose a seal, and
Give the phantom of the alien god the purest divine power, try to hold it up until it swells to death, and then dissipate.
The eight divine power seals restrained most of the Lich's strength. However, when the eight power seals were complete, it returned to a state of balance.
Before the birth of the New God, the most important ability of a magician was power control. Every time he used magic, he was on the verge of losing control. Although Fen could not untie the shackles of the eight powers that restored the balance for a while, he had to
Regaining control of the body is not a problem.
After she regained her ability to move her body, she picked up the ship-cutting sword and struck the god beside her!
Klein was completely unscathed. He didn't even dodge, he just stood there and looked at the lich who slashed him with a smile.
Just before the Lich and the God were about to make other moves, nine white-armored warriors and the Guardian Lord arrived one after another.
Apollos, who was driving a horse and chariot, looked at the motionless Xuanwu shadow with a troubled expression. His attitude towards foreign gods was always to kill or expel them, but for an foreign god who was being assimilated into the Mysterious Land
, He was in trouble.
The foundation of the Guardian Lord's strength lies in his firm belief; when he himself is embarrassed by the choice, of course he can't use too much strength. Apollos even wondered if those eight bastards did this on purpose.
Made!
If there are only one or two overloaded pure powers, it can easily kill a mortal. And the alien god in front of you obviously relies on that mortal to exist. But when the eight powers are complete, the nature is completely different. It was originally deadly.
The danger creates an opportunity. As long as the other party can survive it, it will be an unimaginable benefit.
For this kind of thing, if the first one to take action was gambling, and the next few were to follow suit, how could the last few not understand what their actions would bring about. But they still chose to do so.
.
If there had not been the first thunder, and the following eight powerful masters had not taken action, He who appeared here today had the purpose of destroying the things in front of him. But He could not be the tenth one to take action. Even the things in front of him began to be assimilated by the fascination.
, as long as it does not intend to destroy the world, it is something that the Lord of Guardians must protect.
Thinking of this, Apollos became even more angry. He turned his head and looked at the mysterious Lord with a grin on his face. A giant sword struck in front of him, but could not strike. The posture of the former Demon King who wielded the sword remained unchanged, but
But he looked at himself warily.
Ignoring the original demon king who was shackled with eight shackles, Apollos drove forward and said: "Klein, it's time for you to leave."
"I……"
"Drive!" With a flick of the reins, the horse chariot pulled by two eight-legged steeds rushed out with incredible acceleration.
Apollos never talked nonsense or reasoned. He knocked the god in front of him unconscious with a shield with his left hand, and then broke the ship-cutting knife that was blocking the way. With a clasp of his right hand, he lifted Klein's neck and flew into the sky.
With another sharp acceleration, the horse chariot shrank and disappeared as if it had burst into the void. The nine white-armored warriors kicked off the ground and jumped into the sky, just like their master, without any hesitation.
As early as when the horse chariot rushed over, Fen used flash to get out of the way. She was unhappy with the recklessness of a hairy god. But she had no time to complain about that kind of thing now. Fen was a little worried and a little hopeful.
Looking at the Xuanwu shadow standing in front of me.
"You also see it?" said the mysterious Lord Klein who came out from behind a certain lich.
Fen looked at the other party with disgust and asked, "Why did you show up again? Were you kidnapped by another impetuous boy?"
"Apollos only cares about the one who comes in his true form, and he doesn't care about the incarnation of the traveler -" the gods humbly call the traveler a saint, ". To create an incarnation, the most troublesome part is to use your own divine power
Sneaking into the Lost Land. Since the real body has arrived before, leaving a little strength to create an incarnation is just a matter of convenience. This is a good show. I am not willing to see it with my own eyes until the end." Klein said proudly.
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Perhaps when Klein first appeared, Fen was annoyed by what he planned to do against that man. Even when the other party took action, his hatred was raised to the level of a mortal enemy. But she also saw the next development.
Here, strictly speaking, this conflict is both a crisis and an opportunity. It depends on whether the man can digest what he got. In this way, the hatred will disappear.
Fen was inexplicably confident about that man. If nine points of the dimensional energy tide brought about by the advancement of World Tree Wadwo were taken by Wadwo himself, then one point was taken by him. The rest was taken by him.
The bits and pieces were shared between Fen and the other wood elves.
At that time, the lich was in the form of a skeleton, and there was not much room for improvement. At most, the bones that had not been maintained for a long time were thoroughly refining. The wood elves suffered many casualties, and some were even dead.
The kind that can't even be resurrected.
And this time, the total amount of power given by the eight gods has exceeded what someone had endured at the beginning. But he was a little magician with no foundation at the time, and now he is far more than that.
, how could he be overwhelmed by such a small amount of power?
It's just... how long it will take to recover from that state. Fen can't judge this. Even if you are stuck in that state, can you survive until the moment of recovery? You don't eat or drink inside.
, without infusion, there is no way to survive for more than seven days. Perhaps, we should break the half-virtual spirit body in front of us and rescue the person first.
"Are you worried?" Klein asked as he felt the Lich's mood swings.
"Humph." Glancing at the mysterious lord, Fen said, "I'm worried about you."
"Worried about us? What's there to worry about?"
"I am familiar with what I have done once, and I should be more proficient in doing it the second time. So I am worried that my hatred will not disappear before you are all dead." This is of course a subtle statement.
It means that if something unexpected happens to the person inside, the Lich will return to the great business of killing gods and kill him again, leaving a blood-stained place.
"Haha." Klein laughed dryly.
This lich went crazy and turned the world upside down again. As a god, is he afraid? The old gods must have faced this problem before, and their thinking was probably why gods should be afraid of a mortal, and then they
All destroyed.
When Klein was growing up, the whole world was crawling in his shadow, trembling. So was he afraid of the lich going crazy? To be honest, he was afraid. But he was also vaguely looking forward to the moment of head-on collision.
To prove that the self now is no longer the same as the self back then.
Just when Klein was thinking about the possible way to kill the lich if there was a real conflict, the motionless semi-virtual spirit body in front of him suddenly changed dramatically!
The Xuanwu dragon's head was raised high, and another roar of "Ang~" was heard over and over again. The eight distinct colors in the body began to divide, become confused, and merge. They even collided from the inside out, as if they were about to burst out of the body.
Due to the sudden change, people in the house couldn't stay any longer and ran out one after another. Especially the two girls, who hid in the house but also monitored the whole process. They had never been more concerned about themselves than before.
Feeling helpless and regretful.
Just before the two girls were about to throw themselves into the giant spirit and fish out their teacher, an unexpected figure did so first! The dark elf Melson, who had been in trouble together, jumped into the air before everyone could react.
Entered into the mess inside Xuanwu's body.
At the same time, a huge tree-shaped shadow almost covered the entire holy city of Estali!
Klein licked his lips excitedly and murmured: "World Tree Fasnas, the Ancient One also plans to join in the fun."