Blood, flames, a dark sky, a blazing meteor shower, a devastated earth and a broken battle flag in the wind...
The smell of death and decay enveloped the earth, and the people of all ethnic groups were like ants. They could only watch the gods and demons fighting each other in the clouds. The flashes of light that shot out from time to time were even more disastrous - the mountains would be shattered, the rivers would be evaporated, and more What's more, even the continent can be torn into pieces!
The Southern Islands are a vivid example. You know, there was originally a serious Southern Continent...
In an instant, Ye Fengxing understood a lot. No wonder even the gods have a headache for these guys. They are simply born invaders. It only takes a few years from birth to adulthood, and then they will follow their elders to fight. , across all planes, bringing war, death and despair to other creatures.
Wherever the devil goes, war is raging! The crying and mourning of the creatures is an excellent stimulant for them!
"They are truly a race born to fight." Ye Fengxing sighed, but there was one more sentence he didn't say - Damn it! Who is the man behind Blue Star? Why did he make the background of the game like this? In this world , besides me, is there anyone else who has obtained the memory fragments of the devil clan?
Aston chanted the spell, and the golden stream of runes flowed happily. After a while, a faint light seeped out from the ground, breaking through the obstruction of the sand, and was dyed into a halo like mist. Looking at it from a distance, It's dense and beautiful.
Ye Fengxing didn't notice that the clouds in the sky suddenly moved, gathered quickly, and quietly formed a huge vortex cloud, which was still rotating slowly, looking quite strange.
At this moment, an unimaginable coercion suddenly descended on this desolate land, and the ancient and elusive aura slowly passed by. For a moment, Ye Fengxing seemed to have glimpsed endless stars shuttling around him. Although the splendid galaxy is far away, the next moment is already within easy reach.
This feeling is indescribable, and the impact on vision, consciousness and other perceptions has already exceeded the limit! Ye Fengxing groaned and couldn't help but slowly fell down, half-kneeling on the ground.
Looking again, old Aston also knelt down. It seemed that the guy in the sky had a great background. Could he be the space elf user mentioned in the spell?
"Mortal..." A huge voice sounded in Ye Fengxing's consciousness, like some extremely ancient bell, constantly echoing, with that terrifying majesty that directly struck the soul!
Ye Fengxing was shocked. He really felt the tremor coming from the depths of his soul - this was simply unbelievable. With his strong mental power, how could anyone give him such a feeling? What's more, he was in a game. In the game!
"Are you sure you want to open this secret passage that twists the space?" The desolate tone that shocked the soul then sounded. It could not be said to be old, nor was it magnetic. Instead, it carried a heavy sense of alienation, as if it was a hundred thousand light years away.
At this moment, far away in the ruling hall in the center of the dragon camp, the grand consul who was originally sitting on a chair working suddenly stood up. The chair under him burst into pieces and shattered into a ball of sawdust. The raging golden fighting spirit erupted from him. It rises spontaneously, like a blazing flame.
An old man with a white beard rushed through the door in a panic and shouted: "Just now, just now..."
The Archon pressed his hand down, signaling him to stay calm, and then said: "This breath is so powerful that it exceeds the limit of our imagination. It is probably either a true god or a demigod, and it is also the will of the body. In short, you don't need to think too much.
Too much, this must be another good thing done by that bastard from Aston!"
The old man was silent for a long time, and then said: "Should we go over and take a look? That bastard didn't even call us in advance for such a big operation."
"That guy has always been like this." The consul smiled bitterly: "The first day you met him?"
The two were about to set off when the magic wind ears on the table suddenly flashed twice, and before anyone could activate the listening device, a voice came out on its own: "Is Diliber here? Call Davinset, come quickly.
Ancient teleportation point No. 1 is here. By the way, bring the construction materials. I need enough materials to build three teleportation arrays. Listen clearly, three!"
"Not that many, hey! Hey! Hey... cao!!" Before the Grand Consul could say a complete sentence, the magic connection had been cut off, making the usually solemn and majestic old man angry.
Jumping around, and in front of all the subordinates.
"Whatever you are looking at, go and move things!" The angry consul yelled at the crowd of spectators at the door: "First-order magic crystals, magic-plated conductive screws, magic steel ingots, refining financial liquid...what else is there?
?Mader can’t remember clearly, you can ask him.”
Everyone pitifully turned their gazes to the old man with a white beard on the side, and saw the great alchemist with a grimace on his face. He turned around and walked towards the material warehouse, muttering something in his mouth, and no one knew what he was cursing.
After a while, a roar of surprise came from the supply warehouse. The Grand Consul was puzzled, so he used a Wind Step, dragged out a few afterimages, and arrived at the supply warehouse in just a few breaths.
"Saou... who can tell me what is going on?" The leader of the dragon camp, Mr. Diliber, was completely stunned - on the ground, there were an astonishing number of magic crystals, conductive screws and other materials piled up in piles.
The piles were stacked there, neatly stacked, and the whole scene was quite strange.
A few days ago, Diliber personally came to inspect. The material warehouse at that time was really pitiful, with only a little sad inventory, but now...
The great alchemist Davinset looked at these materials, and his eyes glowed green. The key was obviously in his hand. Even if someone wanted to be a money-splitting boy, they should go through him first, unless the other party directly pulled him.
Coming in through the portal, this magical cultivation...
After being stunned for a long time, the two of them couldn't help but said in unison: "Aston! Sao Onks..."
A few kilometers away, in Teleportation Point No. 1, Aston and Ye Fengxing were struggling to lift the huge devil's heart out. This damn thing had absorbed a few traces of the secret space power of the space elf, and it actually became
It's so heavy, it's really weird.
"Come on, work harder..." The old guy's face turned red. It seemed that this sport was not good for his health.
"Just take it easy..." Ye Fengxing was really afraid that the old dragon man would just fly back to the west without taking a breath, which would really become a big joke.
The Holy Magister turned into a porter and died of exhaustion... This is really jaw-dropping news.
Of course, the old guy is not mean, but the activation ceremony just now was really cheating. The space elf envoy directly drained all his mana, and by the way, Ye Fengxing's poor little foundation was also drained.
Only then were three portals activated.
A magician who has lost his magic power has only this little ability. The holy magician who can control the wind and rain on weekdays can only take off his mage robes honestly, throw off his arms and move things outside with his apprentice.
"Mortal, your breath gives me a weird feeling." The huge will of the space elf has not dissipated, and the originally distant voice has become closer to my ears: "Are you the descendant of God and the devil? No.
No, no, how could these two sworn enemies fall in love with each other? Could it be that... you are the son of uncleanness?"
Damn it! What kind of unclean son, what kind of messy things? Ye Fengxing almost wanted to curse, but thinking about the other party’s awesome status, he decided not to do it. What if Yayi got mad and got himself into level zero?
Even Stone can't cover it up.
"Mortal, are you willing to become my believer? I don't mind if you believe in other gods of elements. You can continue to be your magician."
"This..." Ye Fengxing was stunned, and Old Aston winked at him desperately, asking him to agree quickly, so Ye Fengxing gritted his teeth and said: "I do."
"Mortal, from the origin of your soul, I smell the great vitality that can make all things flourish, and I also smell the crazy desire to make everything extinct. You are really a strange creature."
These words were like thunder and lightning, instantly breaking through Ye Fengxing's defenses - this matter related to his own biggest secret. How could an NPC in the game know this??!
A flame suddenly lit up on the back of Ye Fengxing's hand. It was almost transparent in color. It seemed to have no temperature or burning sensation. It only lit up a few times and then went out automatically.
A strange mark appeared on the ignited area. It looked like a vortex, with many dense dots surrounding it. The entire shape looked like a spiral nebula, full of the weird feeling of intertwining time and space.
"If there is anything important, you can communicate with me through it." The space elf envoy left the last words, and the huge pressure gradually disappeared, and the huge swirling cloud in the sky quickly dispersed, revealing the bright sunshine.
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"Saou..." After the will completely dissipated without a trace, the old guy couldn't help but cursed, then grabbed Ye Fengxing's hand, looked over the nebula mark several times, and praised it.
: "Yes, yes, this is a divine being, a very high-level divine being. It seems that the old guy is about to become a true god."
"Teacher, what on earth is this?" Ye Fengxing looked depressed. He is still confused as to what he is doing.
"Stupid boy, what's not understandable about this? To put it bluntly, you have found a good backer. If anyone dares to show off in front of you in the future, you should show this and scare him to death!"
"What if that person is from the Holy See of Light?"
"What's wrong with the Holy See? There are so many churches in the world, and there are only a few people who are favored by the God of Light. Do you think that the God of Light is so boring, and you still have so much to say to your own sheep?"
Ye Fengxing was speechless for a while. Well, to gods, mortals are indeed like lambs and ants. Who would like to chat non-stop with an ant?
