The relay spirit is a powerful soul. Even if it has no intelligence, it has instincts and is illuminated by the holy light. If it is not dead, it will definitely fight back immediately. Do not provoke such a powerful soul without intelligence.
That's fine, why attack it?
He beat people randomly again and went back to beat it. Ange was already ready to hang the little angel up and beat him up. As soon as he turned around, where the undead disappeared, a bunch of things suddenly exploded with a loud bang.
There must be a space magic weapon on the undead body, but this space magic weapon was directly annihilated by the death breath shock wave, and the space inside exploded, exploding the things stored in the space.
If Nigris saw this scene, he would definitely shout about Lady Luck's concubine again, because the chance of killing someone and destroying the space is very, very low.
Any dimensional space is a powerful energy. The most likely thing after it explodes is to crush all the items inside instead of exploding them.
Unless there are high-energy items inside that cannot be crushed in dimensional space, or the space inside is extremely unstable, either of these is extremely rare, and even Nigris has only seen it three or five times.
Everything else was not very conspicuous. Ange's attention was attracted by a box. It was a box with a transparent crystal lid. There was a ball of light inside, as if it was solidified in the box, motionless.
The crystal cover of the box and the box body made of unknown material are printed with half of an angel wing. Why is there only half of it?
He didn't understand, and now was not the time to understand. Ange just glanced at it and immediately copied it into his hand. The speed was so fast that most of the items exploded before they even hit the ground.
After flying back to the tower as fast as possible, Ange realized that he had wrongly blamed the little angel.
I saw that the relay spirit became extremely ferocious, its soul exuded powerful murderous intent, its entire body expanded hundreds of times, and its body was fully armed with hardened souls, turning into a monster with a diameter of two meters.
A huge spike formed by the condensed soul weapon pierced out from the relay spirit and stabbed in front of the little angel.
The huge wings of light on the back of the little angel rolled back, wrapping it in it and blocking the huge spikes.
The little zombie pounced on the relay spirit, and the hoe in his hand knocked on the relay spirit's body, chipping away at the soul weapon on the surface.
A sharp thorn stabbed out from the surface of the relay spirit, piercing the little zombie and piercing its soul armor. However, it was blocked by the strong skin and was pushed away.
The relay spirit's condition wasn't very good either. Black smoke was rising from its body, and the remaining power of the Holy Light was burning it, causing it to feel intense pain. This pain made it even more violent, and it shot out another spike.
And nailed to the little angel's light wing shield.
The guy who caused this kind of damage was protected by that pair of light wings.
Finally seeing Ange back, Nigris shouted as fast as he could: "A powerful idea burst out from that sphere, imprinted on the dormant relay spirit, replacing the consciousness of the relay spirit, kill him soon"
it."
"Those who can't be killed, run quickly. This is the relay spirit, a spirit countless times more powerful than the golden skeleton. It can explode our souls with just one glance at us. Run quickly before it completely controls the relay spirit. Run quickly."
." Horchuk's voice was several times louder than Negris's.
After feeding relay spirits for three hundred years, he has a deeper understanding of the power of relay spirits. This kind of spirit body cannot be understood with the concept of undead creatures. Even the most powerful golden skeleton undead saint, the soul of
The strength is not even one-tenth that of the relay spirit.
It is estimated that in the entire undead world, Harvey is the only one whose soul strength can exceed that of the relay spirit. Oh, and there is also the human soul tower.
Such a spirit cannot be defeated with brute force. It is better to run away and find a more suitable person to deal with it.
"Run? Why are you running? It's done." Nigris asked in confusion.
"Done? How is it possible?" Horchuk turned around and saw a scene that made his soul stop.
A purple-gold skeleton leaned in front of the relay spirit, allowing the relay spirit's spikes to keep nailing him. The spikes popped up one after another, as if they were like a sea urchin.
However, these spikes could not hurt the Zijin Skeleton at all. The Zijin Skeleton stood firmly, shooting out a red light from its fingers, and swiping at the horror spirit brand of the relay spirit, slowly removing the marks that did not belong to it.
Clear - spot removal surgery.
"Mourning... Lord of Mourning... Ha... Lord Harvey?" Horchuk thought it was Harvey who was coming.
"Haha, it's not Harvey, this is the Immortal God. Oh, by the way, you scolded him as a psychopath in the communication domino before. Do you remember?" Nigris said with a smile.
Horchuk suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Negris in disbelief.
He has been stationed at the relay tower for three hundred years, and only once did he lose control of his emotions and call someone crazy because the other person claimed to be an immortal god. Is he so unlucky? The only time he cursed someone, the other person was really an immortal god?
Horchuk felt a little weak in his legs and sat down on the ground.
The spot-removing technique removed the mark of the terrifying spirit, and the relay spirit slowly returned to normal. It was time for Ange's Locke transformation, and he returned to his original appearance.
Release the soul energy and appease the relay spirit. Soon, the relay spirit became familiar with Ange. Infused with powerful soul energy, the damage caused by the little angel's flash also slowly recovered.
After appeasing the relay spirit, Ange turned around and said, "It has no soul network."
"Ah? What do you mean?" Negris asked in surprise.
"It has no owner." Ange said it another way.
"Isn't it possible?" Nigris floated over and said in surprise: "Didn't it say that it is one of Harvey's subjects? Its owner should be Harvey."
Nigris circled around the relay spirit and couldn't see anything. The soul of the relay spirit was too powerful and suppressed by levels. Nigris couldn't even see the soul clearly, let alone see if there was a brand inside.
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Without a brand, it means that it is ownerless, and it is impossible to tell its owner what happened just now through the soul network.
This is actually a good thing, otherwise if Harvey is provoked, they will run away immediately. He was already thinking about how to run away just now.
"So, the news that the relay spirits are Harvey's people is false? Who spreads this false news? But this is a good thing, we don't have to run." He turned around and tiptoed towards the stairs.
Horchuk said: "You are not allowed to run either."
Horchuk sneered: "How could it be possible? I just wanted to go down and make tea to entertain a few guests."
Nigris chuckled: "Do you think you can leave intact after insulting the Immortal God? I'll give you two choices, either surrender to us, or your soul will perish."
Horchuk fell to his knees and shouted: "I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me."
From the moment he saw Ange's transformation, he knew that he might not be able to leave easily. He would either be locked up forever or be killed. Surrendering was the lightest punishment, not even a punishment, but a reward.
How can surrendering to the immortal god be considered punishment? You can’t even ask for it, right?
Horchuk is a lich without an owner. Do you think he is happy to be a lich without an owner? It’s not like no one wants him. If someone is willing to take him in, he won’t stay here to watch the tower for three hundred years.
Originally, he was afraid that Ange would kill him, but unexpectedly, he wanted to take him in. Without saying a word, he quickly hugged him.
Horchuk couldn't wait to offer his soul oath, and the fire of the oath floated towards Ange.
The little angel swooped down, grabbed the flame of the oath, and let out a 'ouch' at Ange in confusion.
"Ouch." Ange responded.
"Oh~" The little angel threw it boringly, and the fire of oath was thrown on the little zombie and submerged into the little zombie's body.
A spiritual connection was established between the little zombie and Horchuk.
"This..." Horchuk was stunned: "I..."
He wanted to say that he wanted to offer his soul fire to the Immortal God. He was not an armored man who couldn't even defeat the relay spirit. Can he return the oath fire?
Obviously it was impossible. Nigris flew to him and patted his shoulder: "They are all the same. They are one and the same. They are dedicated to everyone."
Horchuk was about to cry but had no tears. He was originally going to be the younger brother of the immortal god, but now he has become the younger brother of the immortal god. He has been downgraded by an unknown number of levels in one go. How can this be the same?
After a few words of comfort, Nigris ignored him. This was a healthy social system for undead creatures. It was impossible for the lowest half-skeleton to directly contact the king with his soul.
They must have their own lords, and the lords have their own kings, and the kings will directly connect with the kings. This spreads level by level, forming a pyramid-shaped social structure. Not to mention the advantages, but the disadvantage is that once the king dies, the whole community will not die.
The empire collapsed.
After taking over the entire relay tower, Luther Shyamala and the others finally rushed over. At this time, Ange gathered everyone together, took out the box that exploded from the undead body, and said to Shyamala
: "You may be looking for it."
Xia Mara jumped up: "Luna! Luna's breath!"
Nigris also jumped up: "Where did this come from?"
"The undead, kill them and explode," Ange said.
"Are you the lover of Lady Luck? You just exploded a box? Where are the other things?" Nigris said angrily.
"Outside." Ange pointed to the outside of the tower.
With a whoosh, Nigris ran out, Luther ran out, and Shyamala also ran out.
Within a few minutes, they all came running back: "Where are they? I can't see any of them. Did someone pick them up?"
Ange tilted his head, disappeared?
His eyes scanned everyone's bodies, then he suddenly rushed over and grabbed a big cat from the corner.
"Ouch!" The dimensional beast wanted to run away, but its legs were tightly grabbed.
Angeti slid the dimensional beast's legs and shook vigorously, only to see a pile of miscellaneous items falling down with a splash.
There are soul crystals, gold and silver coins, bone artifacts, books and bracelets, clothing and jewelry, a few beads, and a brazier.
Shake it hard again, and a bunch of elf beans, upgrade beans, unknown beans, and purple-gold finger bones fall down... When these beans fall, the dimensional beast is really anxious, howling and screaming, and its little paws try to catch those beans in vain.
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Ange then let it go and threw it to the ground. The Dimensional Beast quickly pounced on the pile of beans, its little paws were as fast as lightning, picked them all up and ran out in a flash.
"It turns out it picked them all up. Let's take a look at what's there?" Nigris picked up the things on the ground. Shamara glanced at them and was no longer interested because those things didn't have Luna's scent.
"It seems that my hunch must be related to this box. What kind of box is it and why does it have Luna's aura on it?" Shyamala asked in confusion.
Nigris responded without raising his head: "This is the broken seal invented by Duroken. It can seal some incomplete power. It is estimated that the Luna we saw before was not complete. There are other things sealed in it."
Part of Luna."
"Luna is not complete? How is that possible? She is already a complete six-wing." Shyamala said in shock.
Negris finally raised his head and responded: "This starts with the miraculous characteristics of Holy Spirit angels. They are not normal creatures. Even if only their skeletons are left, they can return to complete individuals as long as they are bathed in the holy light.
Theoretically, as long as there is enough holy light, even if only a fingernail is left, she can be restored to a complete six-winged archangel."
Luther said in shock: "Lord Naig, isn't this just like you!?"
"Pfft, are those my fingernails? Those are dragon scales, dragon scales, dragon scales!" Nigris angrily rushed over and slapped Luther on the head.
Luther held his head and thought reluctantly: Aren't they all the same?
Nigris was angry not because Luther compared it to a fingernail, but because he didn't remember it. Even though Luther didn't say it, he really didn't remember that he had created his current body in this way.
Because the two are essentially different, the angel relies on its own attributes to recover, while it relies on Ange's treatment to recover.
But you can't beat yourself up when you're angry. Whoever talks more will be beaten.
After taking a beating, Nigris squatted back on the ground.
Xia Mara asked helplessly: "What should we do now? Unlock the seal? How to untie the seal? Can I just smash the box?"
Nigris said: "You have to think carefully. If she has been sealed inside, she will not have her previous memories and will not remember to give you wings, but she will definitely remember the meaning of the Holy Light. If she recovers
, the first thing must be to purify you, the fallen angel."
"Oh." Xia Mara immediately put down the wooden box, pushed it to Ange's feet, and then retreated far away.
Ange had no choice but to pick it up and stuff it back into the Palace of Rest.
Nigris also studied the pile of things. He picked up the brazier on the ground and said, "Others are all regular items, except for those beads and this brazier. This brazier should not appear in the space artifact of the undead."
, come, let’s light it up and have a look.”
The brazier was lit, and the flame burned for a while, then suddenly changed, a certain aura fell on the flame, and a face appeared.
A voice came over in surprise: "Hey, you can still light the brazier again, those guys didn't take you...I'm carrying..."
The demon apparently mistakenly thought that the undead had lit the brazier. Unexpectedly, after the condensation was completed, what he saw was the faces of Ange and others. He was startled on the spot and was about to run away in an instant.
A big cat jumped out from between everyone's legs, its protruding claws scratching the space, obviously trying to pull the devil over.
But before the dimensional beast claps its claws down, Ange's world-traveling hand has already pinched the flame, lifting the flame and the brazier together.