The scene was very messy at one time. Redemption looked exhausted, sweating profusely, and his body was soaked to the skin. He looked like he had been fighting on the battlefield for several hours, and he was holding tightly the imprint of a giant coffin that had materialized.
Nigris curled his lips angrily and muttered in a low voice: "This is too fake. A goddess can sweat? Who are you kidding?"
Anthony responded in a low voice with understanding: "I can't help it. Sir, you are too simple. Otherwise, I don't know how much effort you have made. You have indeed made a difference in the redemption. Just pretend it."
Nigris suddenly realized: "Yes, no wonder, they are always complaining. It turns out they are not really tired, but just showing off their strength. If I had known, I would have learned from them."
Anthony said hesitantly: "It's not good, they are complaining because they are really tired. If you are complaining, you are just pretending. Adults can see it."
"What do you mean? I'm not really tired if I complain? I turn on the enlightenment halo every day to improve your intelligence and prevent you from becoming stupid. Do you know how tired you are!" Nigris said angrily.
"Ah, yes, yes, Lord Naige is exhausted. I will go back and find a hundred female dragons to serve you."
There were whispers here, and Farmerbis over there was also stunned. Ange punched and kicked him, and he was slightly injured, which was probably to the extent that it would heal if not treated immediately.
Then this goddess shouted, "Don't die, don't die, I will save you." She held its mark and treated it for a while. The treatment healed it, but it didn't do anything without treatment. Then she picked out the mark.
Went down, what happened?
Farmerbis felt like a big house was deceived by a few copper coins, but the other party used a small healing spell to defraud its mark?
No, it's not a trap, it's just a replica. Farmerbis can still control his own mark, but there's another mark in the hand of redemption.
Passing the mark to Ange, Redemption said enthusiastically: "Sir, do you want more? Come again."
These things that are solidified by redemption are disposable and will be gone once you use them. To be on the safe side, it is best to keep a batch of them for ready use.
Ange nodded, rushed forward and punched and kicked Farmerbus, which made Farmerbis stunned. Are you still coming?
After a total of six marks were solidified, everyone stopped. Ange gave Salvation several tons of elf beans and asked her to play with the dog.
With enough imprints, naturally we will continue to conduct controlled experiments to try to reproduce the Ten Thousand Realms Monument.
"Since the Monument of Laws of All Realms is a refined artifact, should we call Duroken over?" Nigris suggested.
This was a good suggestion, and Ange called Duroken over.
"Order? There are many ways to make it orderly. For example, if you make it move in the same direction, it will naturally become orderly. Then there is the force field. For example, a magnetic field can make iron powder orderly.
But the most practical thing is the holy power. How can the Chaos Mist possess the power of the 'holy'?" Duroken said.
"Shengli, Anthony is familiar with Lisa Shyamala, call Shyamala over?" Negris said.
Ange nodded and called Shyamala over again.
"Holy power? Of course, we need to infect it with strong faith. If it doesn't work in one day, it will take two days. If it doesn't work in two days, it will take two years. One day, we can make it have the same faith as us." Xia Mara said piously.
Nigris said hesitantly: "I feel that your statement is unreliable. You are not trying to trick us in the lake, are you?"
"No, no, how dare we? It's just her in the lake, it's none of my business." Luna emerged from Shamara's body, shaking her head desperately.
Ange directly took out a ball of Chaos Liquid, handed it to Xia Mara and said: "Contaminate it."
When Shyamala's fallen power came into contact with the liquid of chaos, she immediately disappeared without a trace like a clay cow falling into the sea.
After being polluted for a while, there was no change in the Chaos Liquid, but Shyamala was so tired that she stuck out her tongue, so she was probably just faking it.
Xia Mara was driven away, and everyone continued to discuss the Chaos Liquid in distress.
Seeing everyone like this, the king finally couldn't help but say: "The way you get along with each other, um... is very special."
"Special? What's so special? Wasn't it the same when you were here before?" Nigris was stunned by the king's meaningless words.
Anthony knew what the king's words meant, and nodded and said: "When His Majesty was here, he was still, um, more majestic."
"At least the Rockefetti witches won't pretend to be tired of me like this, let alone discuss problems with each other. You get along like a family, but you have an absolute core. In fact, Ange also
Without losing his majesty, the little redemption just now still pretends to be tired of him, it feels like coquettishness, which is very special." The king said.
The majestic Goddess of Redemption is called Little Redemption, but it sounds so appropriate. How could she be called a king?
Nigris laughed and said: "As long as you don't burn his fields, Ange is still easy to talk to. Everyone knows his character, so he doesn't care about him, big or small."
The king nodded: "This is good, really good, otherwise the eternal life will be too boring." At the end of the sentence, the king sighed faintly.
He continued to try several methods, but was always stuck at the 'orderly' step. Ange was not anxious at all. He could conduct tens of thousands of experiments on cultivating a magic rice. This kind of law tablet that can inscribe the laws of the void,
The entire 100,000 times is normal.
However, Farmerbis couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "I told you that you can't grasp this kind of power. You should let me go quickly. The void is already collapsing. If time cannot be reversed, everything will be destroyed."
The World God Tree and the Eternal Divine Light are resurrected, and we will all die."
"No, no, no, what you said is wrong. The source of the void will not die, nor will the creatures in the realm under our protection." The king said.
"Well, even if you, the source of the void, don't die, you can't protect many creatures. Because the void collapses, you can't support too many creatures. You can only watch them die. And when the void collapses, you can't support too many creatures."
You will fall into eternal silence, and you will feel nothing except darkness and temperature. Are you willing to sink into this eternity?" Farmerbis shouted.
Everyone couldn't help but fell silent. This was indeed a result that no one wanted to face. Not to mention how many people it could protect, Ange was not happy just because the two worlds had collapsed. How much land would he have up there?
"So, let me go quickly. Reversing time is our only chance. As long as you give me the time mark, I will have the opportunity to reverse time, go back to half a million years ago, and prevent the explosion of the eternal divine light and the destruction of the sacred tree of all worlds."
If you are worried about my betrayal, I can dedicate my mark and be loyal to you."
Nigris curled his lips: "Pull him down, no one knows the consequences of reversing time. We will also be reversed by then. After half a million years, we may not be born, and you may destroy the main position in advance.
If you don’t meet us, then we can’t be born, so you have no one to be loyal to, so what’s the use?”
Farmerbis's heart skipped a beat. This was exactly its plan. Damn it, these people had always known the disadvantages of reversing time, so they were just teasing it from beginning to end. It was impossible to hand over the time stamp to it. Damn it, you were fooled.
Already.
Seeing Farmerbis's sad and angry posture, Nigris continued to laugh: "And reversing time is not our only chance. What do you think this is?"
As he spoke, he lifted up the black cloth covering the light spots. In order to prevent light leakage, the black cloth hung down to the ground, only covering the saplings.
As a result, there was no light, and the fog of chaos no longer flowed onto the platform, so Farmerbis didn't notice the saplings at all.
The entire core of Farmerbis solidified, and his mind fell on the sapling. Could it be that he said with confidence: "Ten thousand... ten thousand world sacred trees? Are they alive?"
"Look at those lights again." Nigris spared no effort in attacking people.
"Eternal...Eternal Divine Light? You...you, you..." Farmerbis was deeply shocked and couldn't speak clearly.
Farmerbis was silent for a long time without saying anything. When everyone thought it was damaged, Farmerbis said excitedly:
"Since we have the Divine Tree of All Realms and the Eternal Divine Light, why don't we unite with the Big Mouth of the Abyss and the Origin of Darkness to kill the Will of the Void? If we are willing to share the power of the Ancient Divine Light, the Big Mouth of the Abyss and the Origin of Darkness will
I will definitely be willing.”
Us? Who told you "we"? Why did it become "we" as you said it? It's so shameless.
But why would the Big Mouth of the Abyss and the Origin of Darkness be willing? Just for the eternal divine light?