"Boy, if you want to get this time armor, you should give up as soon as possible." Heinsall mocked: "Your strength is so low, even the worst cook in my army could easily let go."
I'm sorry to you. The Armor of Time is a divine weapon, intertwined with the fate of the Witch God, and is far from what you are qualified to hold."
Duran couldn't deny it. Heinsol's state made him feel strange. He didn't feel any soul breath on this armor. Perhaps it was because Heinsol's perception was much higher than his, so he directly
Because it blocked his perception. But it is a rare ability for a piece of equipment, even if it is an artifact, to be able to entrust the soul. At least when Duran looked up and down, he didn't see any place that seemed to have enough energy and space.
To maintain the soul of an ancient existence.
"Is it some kind of magic like shadowing?" Duran immediately rejected this idea. Similar to the voice left by Raven King in the shadow maze, there is no intelligence at all, and this voice that sounded directly in his mind can obviously easily communicate with himself.
From the conversation, it can be seen that Heinsol's consciousness does exist in this armor - at least a fraction of it.
Dulan's eyes rested on the front chest of the Time Armor, showing a hint of surprise. According to the description in the rumors, the front chest and back of the Time Armor were sewn with the hardest time dragon skin.
Cheng, possessing the powerful ability of being invulnerable to water and fire, and immune to both monsters and monsters. In front of the heart, the ancient god inlaid the heart of the Time Dragon on the dragon skin. After years of precipitation, the heart of the Time Dragon turned into amber.
Color, which contains extremely powerful magic power, so that the owner of the Time Armor can control the power of time, demonstrating the true power of the artifact. However, now, Duran has not discovered the existence of the Heart of Time in the corresponding location.
The place where the Time Dragon's heart should be inlaid was now dark and didn't look special. However, when Duran carefully touched it with his hand, he found an obvious trace of indentation.
"snort!"
Heinsall's indifferent hum rang directly in Duran's mind. "It seems you know a lot about this armor?"
Dulan shook his head and said: "I don't know much about it, I just heard some rumors. There should have been a heart of time on this armor, right?"
Heinsol was silent for a while and replied: "You are right, the Heart of Time was taken away from the armor, otherwise my strength would not have been weakened so much. Do you think you can survive the initial period?"
Is it because of your outstanding strength? If the Heart of Time is still there, I'm afraid you would have been a corpse long ago."
Duran suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and thought to himself that Heinsol was indeed as fierce as the legend said. Even if his soul entered the armor, he would not change his true colors. When he met others, he would just unleash his deadly energy without asking a word.
Impact...
"Wait..." Suddenly, Duran seemed to have caught something. Did Heinsol's implication mean that after losing the Heart of Time, his most powerful attack only had the same level of mental shock as before?
?
Dulan's heart was pounding and his face became serious. Logically speaking, his judgment should be considered safe. After all, from the conversation just now, Heinsall seemed to have no reason to keep Duran alive.
If Heinsol has reached the end of his strength, Duran will have the opportunity to become the new owner of the Time Armor. He is not one of those guys who blindly worships the ancients. No matter how powerful Heinsol is, in Dulan's heart he is just like Nordin.
Dun I's men were defeated. If given the chance, Duran would definitely erase Heinsol's soul or consciousness directly from the Time Armor without hesitation!
Such thoughts flashed through Duran's mind, but he did not take action immediately. After all, even the level of mental shock just now was enough for him to drink a pot. He had to talk about Heinsall first.
foundation, so he took the initiative to chat with the other party.
Although Heinsall himself looked like he was arrogant and arrogant, under Dulan's deliberate flattery, although the two of them did not have a very happy conversation, they were not as cold and hostile as they were at the beginning.
In order to test how many years Heinsall had been isolated from the world, Duran deliberately took the initiative to bring up the history of the continent after his defeat. The angry dragon was indeed an extremely angry guy. When he heard that the Edinger royal family was destroyed by the Doomsday Dragon
, human beings have been reduced to second-class citizens on the continent, and Ruha, who dominates the world, has ruled the world for thousands of years, and immediately roared angrily: "That idiot Noddington! His descendants are even more idiots.
idiot!"
"Damn it, you actually handed over the great mountains and rivers to others! Waste, everything is waste!"
"I knew that Yu Jin people would only make things a mess, a complete mess!"
…
"This guy is simply a tyrant..." Duran commented depressedly in his heart, but he had to flatter him: "Yes, yes, yes... you are right, if you were to manage the human dynasty,
Future generations will definitely not be defeated by the dragons - but having said that, those dragons do have unfathomable strength."
Heinsol snorted and suddenly asked: "Those giant dragons, I mean the most powerful one, I just heard you said it was called the Doomsday Dragon - how strong is he?"
Duran answered without hesitation: "Level 99, a superior god."
Heinsall cursed and fell silent.
Dulan was a little curious about Heinsol's own strength, but he didn't dare to mention it. But what's interesting is that after a while, this guy actually mentioned it on his own: "No wonder the dragon people can rule Feinan. At level 99, except for Xi Wei
On his body, even the Lord of the Morning and the God of Witches may not be his match. I have just entered the realm of demi-gods at the beginning. Damn it, the Dragon Clan can’t do anything but give birth to babies. Their individual combat power is too strong.”
Dulan came to the conclusion in his mind that the realm of sub-gods was indeed unattainable for him at the moment. However, Heinsol may not have such a strong combat power left now, and he may not have no chance to take advantage of it. He followed the other party's topic and said:
"What level of god is God Xiwei?"
Heinsol was a former sub-god, and his knowledge was undoubtedly valuable. Duran wanted to get more useful information from him.
"God Xi Wei, he is the supreme god. The Dragon of Doom is just a handful of fireflies in front of him." Heinsall's voice immediately became serious: "I once met the great witch in a dream.
The gods had a brief exchange - this lord and the despicable Lord of the Morning were both high-ranking gods at level 97, and their sister, Mother Oser, was ingenious and reached level 98 through various unique methods, but they both
It is no match for the Doomsday Dragon. Only the father of these three gods, Lord Xiwei, has the only and supreme level 100 in this universe!"
"The difference between level 100 and level 99 doesn't seem big, right?" Duran asked curiously.
Heinsol said disdainfully: "Isn't the gap big? The gap between the two of them is bigger than the gap between level 1 and level 99!"
Duran was shocked. He knew that Xi Wei was very powerful and the supreme god, but the shadow of the Dragon of Doom had been weighing on his head. He felt that the two might be similar. Until today, no one has publicly confirmed it.
Tell him the true strength of Xi Wei and the three gods.
Based on the knowledge that even these legendary strong men could not possibly know, Heinsol was worthy of being the hero who competed with Holy King Noddington in the world back then.
At this moment, Heinsall suddenly snorted heavily: "Humble boy, I suddenly changed my mind."
"You can take away this time armor, and I will help you if necessary. But you must agree to one condition."
Dulan was immediately overjoyed: "But it doesn't matter."
Heinsor said coldly: "Take me to the Qianshi Islands."
