How long does it take for a ring of rainbow light to condense and drip? It takes about three breaths. So, how much energy does it need to be input into the core of the magic circle during this awakening process? Although the answer will not be very accurate, it will definitely not be a fraction of a second.
The power given to Cohen by the Mother Goddess is flowing into the core continuously, but the second ring of rainbow light has not appeared for a long time. However, the awakening process is established, just like the growth of plants. Once it starts, it cannot stop or stop.
Reversal unless the source supplying it is exhausted.
In other words, either he wakes up successfully or he dies of exhaustion. There is no third ending for Cohen.
"What? Is it really not possible?" The pseudo-god king said sarcastically in his spare time, "We seem to have forgotten to tell you that once you start inputting energy, you will be integrated with the core. Now you can't let go even if you want to. Poor thing.
Man, you will eventually be sucked into a mummy by the seeds in the magic circle. But don’t worry, we will not help you end this painful process."
"How do you know there's nothing I can do?" The energy beam in the palm of his hand is shrinking slightly, and the shaking of Cohen's body is becoming more and more obvious. "We can make a bet to see if I can survive it."
"I will forgive you graciously. After all, people in desperate situations often say stupid things. Well, taking advantage of this little time before your abilities are drained, we can make the last secret known to the public." The Pseudo Demon King smiled lightly.
, "You know, when we established this eternal elemental array, we changed all the adjustable rules to the strength system. Yes, you are very cunning and you use your mind well, but strength is exactly the mountain that you cannot overcome.
.Of course, you don’t have to believe it, you can try to use wisdom to solve the problem.”
"Although strength is our unavoidable weakness." Fischette accepted Cohen's doubts, "But I don't believe that when you established the magic circle, you could predict that people like us would appear..."
"It's just a coincidence. Just like what you described, what can rebels like us rely on? It's just caution! In order to guard against that absolute strong man, we can only preset such a battlefield with limited power. But unexpectedly,
It was you who bumped in first."
"Do you think we were beaten in vain? If we hadn't been beaten, how could we have tested the limits of your strength? If we hadn't been beaten, how would we have known that you were acting on the spur of the moment? If we hadn't been beaten, how could we have let you get into this situation?" The pseudo-devil asked in return, "For the ultimate sake.
You two are well prepared to deal with that lady, but we also don’t believe that you know the existence of the second eternal elemental circle!"
"So our behavior caused you to misjudge? It's a pity, because this is the real coincidence. Before Cohen lured you to show off, we didn't know about the second magic circle, let alone the existence of the second source of life.
." Fischette explained calmly, "Due to human nature, our initial plan was to negotiate."
"Negotiation?" The false god king's expression changed, "You still refuse to tell the truth!"
"We have analyzed all kinds of information we have obtained and know that you must have a trump card against that lady. In fact, Cohen's initial idea is more to involve you in the attack."
"Winning us over? What you are doing is nothing like it!"
"Who made this eternal elemental array so charming? Someone risked his life the first time he saw it." A bitter smile appeared on Fichet's face, "If we had roped you in together according to the original plan, we would have lost naturally.
No problem, but once I win, I will inevitably give you benefits. Everyone knows what you want. And a stingy guy like Cohen is really willing to give you benefits?"
"That's not the whole story, not even the reason."
The false god king snorted coldly, his shrewdness surprised Fichet.
"You suddenly became smarter... Yes, compared to the trouble of dividing the fruits afterwards, we are more worried about you defecting again during the fight with that lady. After all, you are very good at betrayal." Fishette laughed.
He said, "But the eternal elemental array is different. This thing is one and two. As long as it is awakened, it will cause irreversible weakening of the lady. Even if we can only awaken one rainbow ring, she will also
It is no longer complete. Even if we fail, we can still leave a trace of life for future generations."
"In order for her to no longer be complete, to leave a trace of life... for such a slim thing, are you really willing to sacrifice your lives?" The false god king was a little unable to let go, "You entered this situation without any complaints?"
"Don't be so emotional. Who would want to die? We are here to survive." Fischette glanced at Cohen next to him and noticed that his bulging blue blood vessels had spread to his neck. "We will survive, and we will live well."
Better than before..."
"This is what I have never been able to understand." The Pseudo Demon King sighed, "'We', 'Us', 'Us'..."
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't understand." Fichet gradually raised the scimitar in his hand, and his fingertips lightly slid over the wavy lines of the blade's spine. "Someone is doing it, and some are watching. The facts will tell you the answer."
"You are doing it." The False God King sneered, "It's a pity that it's not very good."
In the core area, Cohen's situation was already bad. As a large amount of power was injected into the core of the magic circle, the less pure energy in his body gradually dispersed from all parts of his body, exploding and melting not far from him. Cohen closed his eyes
In both eyes, bead-sized beads of sweat rolled away from the skin and floated like bubbles in the space of an arm, making the scene in the core area very strange...
The pseudo-devil kept his eyes on Cohen intently from beginning to end, observing his injuries and silently calculating his remaining energy in his mind. Inadvertently, the pseudo-devil's confidence returned bit by bit, and his eyes became colder bit by bit.
He knew very well that if he wanted to defeat Cohen, he would have to wait until his remaining power could not shake him no matter what.
The small wounds on Cohen's skin are spreading, light spots of various colors are splashing out along with bloodshot streaks, and there are even transparent human-shaped shadows peeling off his body, as if his soul is abandoning him.
"Almost." The Pseudo-Demon King said softly, and raised the other ice sword, and the translucent light wings surrounding the core flapped violently.
"Go to hell!" The false god king's pupils shrank into a narrow line in an instant, and the spear in his hand came out horizontally, stabbing Fichet's face first and second. The scream was so sharp that it made the heart beat in disorder.
Fichet's feet did not move at all, and the scimitar folded and slid in the air, finding the tip of the false god king's spear!
With a "dang" sound, the tip of the knife and the tip of the gun hit each other exactly, and a ball of dark flame burst out in the ripples of the air, instantly forming a fan shape and spreading in the direction of the false god king. Its speed and intensity are breathtaking!
"Hateful!" The False God King immediately retreated from the range of the black flame. Although he didn't know what it was, the energy contained in the black flame was not illusory, and was obviously higher than what he could bear.
In an instant, a huge heat wave rushed in all directions with a burning sensation. The purple light wings surrounding the core of the false god king were pushed away and lifted up. The corners were constantly licked by black flames, peeling off countless tiny debris.
Fichet retracted his scimitar, and he spun around in the black flames, pressing the half-broken blade against the false demon king's ice sword - the false demon king's attack came from the side, still silently.
"call……"
With the clear sound of metal collision, a brand new black flame once again bloomed at the impact point of the two weapons. The overlapping flames were like a huge piranha, rolling back towards the pseudo-devil! In surprise,
, the false demon king flew away without caring about anything else, his body curled up like a dragonfly laying eggs.
Avoiding the range of the black flames in an extremely thrilling manner, the pseudo-devil didn't even have time to stand still before he punched more than a dozen times and used the cold wind to blow out the remaining black flames on the ice sword.
"It's like a demon-eating flame, or like a beeswax fire." The pseudo-devil looked at the black spots formed by the burning on the ice sword, and then sniffed the green smoke floating in the air, with a strange expression on his face, "This kind of dealing with magic
Is the teacher’s stuff also valid for us?”
No wonder he has such a face, because the demon-devouring flames and beeswax fire are only ordinary derivative magics. Their real power does not come from the magic power in the body of the releaser, but relies on several mineral powders. Once activated, it is formed
Fire can quickly engulf the enemy's magic and destroy the enemy's magic form. However, because it requires the use of foreign objects, the procedure is cumbersome, and the effect is not higher than magic using magic, so magicians are usually reluctant to study and use it.
But this type of derivative magic is also unique. Because it is derived from matter, it has the property of destroying both matter and magic at the same time, and is difficult to interfere with. However, magicians don't like it. They only believe in their own power. This is different from
The superstitious powers of false gods and demons have different approaches but similar effects.
"Ordinary black flames cannot hurt you because they are not powerful enough. We can only use the stupid method of purifying and mixing. After many experiments, we accidentally found something new. You can also call it a new formula - it looks like Demon-Eating Flames.
and beeswax fire, but it is actually a combination of more than six kinds of magic." Fichet said, "The so-called swallowing of power is nothing more than neutralization and destruction. Now it proves that you are restricted by such simple rules, and indirectly
Proved something else.”
Faced with the facts, the Pseudo-Demon King was furious. He put his eyes on the bare scimitar handle, and then knew what Fichet relied on to activate this alternative magic: "You hide the magic medium in the weapon? It's not even
Made of eclipse steel.”
"You think that the only power within your body is the only one, and that degradation and rebellion are shortcuts to the growth of strength, so you only focus on the source of life. But in fact, you don't understand the difference between possession and possession, and you don't believe that ordinary things also contain subversion.
Sexual energy. Under your influence, previous humans also followed this path... It is really sad to resist the rule makers."
"Fortunately, we don't think so. Cohen knows that every stone and even every blade of grass has its own unique ability, so Sibia started to find another way very early and finally created this kind of weapon." Fischette lost.
With the hilt in his hand, he picked up a broad sword stuck on the ground.
"This sword took hundreds of processes to make. It weighs no more than ten kilograms in total and the inner core only weighs three and a half kilograms. However, it contains twenty-six kinds of alloys, seventeen kinds of minerals, four kinds of plant essences and two kinds of animal oils. Inspire them
It only requires a negligible amount of magic power, but the burst of energy is ten times that of just now... It was originally a supplement to eclipse steel, but I now use it as a magic scroll. Thank you for your cooperation and indulgence, many raw materials are originally from Sbia.
No production.”
"Magic scroll..." The smooth broad sword reflected the distorted face of the pseudo-Rubik's Cube. He wanted to go back to when he first established the magic circle and inject all the accidents he encountered today into the rules, but he knew that this could only be
A delusion.
Cohen, Fichet, and Sibiya, this generation of mortal rebels are too strange, far more than the humans they exterminated before.
"Are you feeling aggrieved? Are you depressed? Are you worried? This is the outcome of believing that we will rebel according to the established rules." Fichet held the sword in both hands and raised it to his chest in a standard knight challenge, "I told you before, don't be petty.
Looked at mortals."
"Are you kidding? How could we stop in front of a bunch of cheap and ordinary things!" Compared to the surprised pseudo-devil, his brother was much more determined.
"Want to drag the ring of rainbow light back again? Do you want to use these novel gadgets to block our attacks?" The false god king pressed forward step by step, with purple flames rising from the spear, and the gun body gradually turned dark red, like
As if he had just been pulled out of the fire, "Don't underestimate our determination - you have no chance!"
The gun body suddenly rose and swung down, bending into a bow posture, and a huge crescent-shaped purple flame flew out from the ground!
Fichet's broad sword slashed down, and with a trembling "buzz" sound, the tip of the sword melted into the air, turning into a raging fan-shaped black flame!
The two obviously different brilliance merged together instantly, corroding each other until they burst! However, before the split part could splash out, the second wave of crescent purple flames and fan-shaped black flames followed, turning the cloud-like mist just now.
The color brilliance was sandwiched into a thin paper shape, and a dull explosion sounded from its interior. The violently expanding brilliance was squeezed back by the ensuing external force, and then triggered the next more violent explosion!
This is equivalent to two people throwing coins into the cup to see who is more unlucky to have the water overflow.
The face of the false god king was ferocious, and the barrel of the gun was curling and looping, draining the power out of the body again and again. The broad sword in Fichet's hand had long been used up, and had been replaced by a pair of light assassin double blades - with scrolls
After all, the side with the advantage was more advantageous. With a loud "rumbling" sound, the two-color brilliance outer wall facing the false god king collapsed, and the chaotic energy that was compressed to the extreme rushed out like a huge wave.
Although it was only a short moment, the chaotic energy was very catastrophic. Not only did it completely submerge the false god king, it also affected a large number of dizzy returnees in the distance. Even if it only touched a piece as big as a finger,
The body will also corrode a large piece of flesh and blood, and screams can be heard everywhere. The returner elders can no longer maintain the encirclement formation and scramble to escape. As for the unlucky ones struggling and crawling on the ground, there is no one at all.
Be willing to give them a hand, because the runes that will devour them have arrived.
In a blink of an eye, the raging chaotic energy was absorbed by the eternal elemental array. The false god king, who was drowned before he had time to retreat, returned to everyone's sight. His body was wrapped in a ball of ice and was not harmed. However, it was exposed.
The purple translucent light wing on the outside was not protected, and was corroded with countless holes of varying sizes, and green smoke as thick as a finger was emitted.
It is difficult to assess the actual extent of his injuries, but if you only look at the appearance, it is worse than the previous beating by Cohen. He can even be called "tattered" in front of the False God King.
Fichet's situation was not much better, because he had to deal with more than one enemy. Even though the range of the black flames was large enough, the pseudo-demon king still found a gap. While the pseudo-god king was flooded, Fichet had already
Fighting against the False Demon King. At this time, Fichet only had two bare sword hilts left in his hand and had no time to pick up the weapons around him.
In desperation, Fichet threw the two bald handles as darts. The pseudo-devil didn't care. The airflow wrapped around the ice sword was enough to eliminate this interference, but Fichet flipped his palm, and ten small metal rods fell from his fingers.
It popped out of the gap, penetrated along the air gap pushed by the bald handle, and broke through the ice sword with a slight scratch on the edge.
Ten bright space cracks spread out in front of the Pseudo Demon King, and they turned out to be space cracks.
The cracks rotate rapidly, and each time they intersect with each other, they can pull out a jagged and disordered space, like a big mouth full of fangs, cutting the pseudo-devil's ice sword into pieces on the spot, and even the pseudo-devil
A few pieces of the Demon King's light wings were torn off, and they flew to an unknown spatial warehouse.
However, the focus of Fichet's move is not here. A large number of real magic scrolls were thrown out by the whirling space cracks, and raindrops erupted around the pseudo-devil!
The false demon king never expected that one day he would fall into such a situation. He was surrounded by countless lightning, fireballs, wind blades, and curses; he was attacked by countless magic arrows, bone guns, and earth shields; he was attacked by countless spiritual storms, soul trembling, and metal decomposition.
Sneak attacks... The overwhelming attacks cover newly created magic and ancient magic. They are numerous in number and variety, and their power is even more terrifying than the Black Flame.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. The pseudo-devil was like being stabbed by a tree trunk. It flew completely with a "bang" and fell firmly. It was also like a powerful stone cannon pellet, cutting its way through a group of accomplices. A dozen of them returned.
The body was torn apart in an instant, and its flesh and blood were blurred.
This scene is stunning and despairing.
The Pseudo Demon King was extremely tough. He quickly jumped up from the ground. His body, which had been deformed in many places, returned to normal amidst the "crack" sounds. However, a wound across his face could not recover quickly due to the lack of flesh.
Apparently he was rubbed by a space crack, which made his originally calm and intimidating face look terrifying.
"Do you believe me when I tell you about the scroll?" Fichet's gentle words reached his ears, "Thank you for claiming to have rebelled."
"Pfft..." The pseudo-devil opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of messy phantom fragments. His resentful eyes suddenly raised, only to see the "honest man" known as "kindness, mercy, and justice" holding a dark green card.
The long bow and three light golden arrows have already left the string.
The golden light flashed, and the false demon king only had time to grab two of them in a hurry. The third feather arrow hit his chest. As soon as it made contact, the halo etched on the arrow shaft exploded, and a huge "crackling" arrow hit his chest.
In the sound, his body flew up, fell, and rolled.
"This is impossible!" The Pseudo Demon King couldn't believe it and shouted angrily. This is just an arrow, how is it possible?
The bowstring opened again, and the same three arrows were shot out again. They flew a few arms away and suddenly turned around, shooting in a beautiful arc towards the False God King. Having learned from the past, the False God King looked solemn, and he bent over and held the spear in his chest.
In a row, three feather arrows were blown up in the air. However, the impact of each feather arrow was filled with surging power. His body gradually stood upright and stiffened, and then he took a few steps back!
"The Wrath of the Rebels!" Fichet abandoned his aiming steps and shot out arrows in groups of three continuously without leaving any gaps. With a continuous loud noise, the arrows forced the false god king and false devil king to move forward!
The two brothers had a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't understand the origin of the bow and arrow that made them lose face, and how it could be so powerful.
In the core of the magic circle, Cohen, who was almost covered by blood-colored sweat beads, stretched out his left hand, and the dry and cracked skin and clothing debris continued to fall off... He raised his palm above his chest with difficulty, and put his middle finger and thumb together.
"Bang!" Cohen snapped his fingers, clearly and loudly.
A transparent, colorless leaf emerged from his vein-covered forehead. The slender petiole shook, and seven crystal leaves the size of little fingers separated from it, slowly swirling around the middle one.
Amidst the chaotic sound of "clatter", the space around Cohen was chaotic and disturbed, and thousands of leaves of various colors poured out continuously! The leaves fluttered around him, and finally condensed into seven columns according to color, which was very tacit understanding.
The very small beam of light that was close to the center of the right hand was rushed by the air current, and the leaves were immediately wrapped and fell into the core of the magic circle.
"That's a gift from the Mother Goddess! Stop him!" The False God King knew what Cohen was going to do. He let out a hoarse roar, threw the spear in his hand, and then his whole body flew over like a spear.
He even gave up his defense against the golden arrow and allowed it to pass through him! He had to fight with all his strength, because those flying leaves all came from the source of life itself and were the best nutrients for the seeds.
"Tear it all apart!" The pseudo-devil king who threw forward raised his palm above his head and slashed it down towards Fichet. The edge of his palm instantly extended, and the surging power turned into a sword blade shape. Fichet's three branches
The arrow was smashed into pieces just after it was shot.
"Squeak..." Fichet was neither angry nor happy. The longbow was fully drawn horizontally, but there was nothing on the string: "A desperate move!"
"Bang!" The string broke and the bow broke.
The airflow triggered by the bow string split Fichet's fingers, and a column of blood burst out, flying up with countless dust-like black spots, spreading into a cone in front of Fichet, and collided with the incoming attack.
The false devil couldn't help but scream. He saw the broken long bow turned into a leaf, he saw the broken bow string turned into seven leaves, and he saw those black dust-like things were all leaves.
He finally knew why he was shot with nowhere to hide - it was also a gift from the Mother Goddess.
"Despicable!" The pseudo-devil only had time to shout these two words, and then he was sucked into the huge whirlpool of energy.
Time became extremely slow at this moment. The arched seven-color bright colors flashed, shaking off the rainbow light all over the sky, and then exploded silently. Every light was a manifestation of endless majesty; every ray of light was
The sanction of supreme rules.
It can pierce everything in this world!
The gorgeous armor and majestic crown of the false god and demon king were broken into pieces in the rainbow light, and then the whole person was covered by this magnificent brilliance. His eyes were dull, his hands and feet were shaking, and he was rolling in the air as if he was unconscious. Fichet's head
The crown, headband, and robe exploded one by one, and the skin on the face was blown into wrinkles. The left hand that could not be retracted before seemed to be hit by a huge force. The entire sleeve was reduced to a silk thread, and all the joints from the fingers to the shoulder blade were dislocated.
, the skin is torn and the blood is flowing!
The three rivals were thrown into different directions, but the rainbow in the center soared into the sky, like a giant pillar rising into the sky. The runes in the circle surged like crazy, and instantly attached themselves to the pillar.
A layer of gold foil.
The eternal elemental array violently agitated, Bis continent was shaken again, and the second ring of rainbow light condensed brazenly! (To be continued)