Zhao Xuan hurriedly ran towards the outside of the castle, not daring to look back at all, but the ferocious and terrifying roar of the God of Souls kept echoing in his ears.
"Come back, come back!"
"Damn guy, it's you, it's you who ruined my good deeds again!"
The moment he ran out of the castle, Zhao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the depressing feeling in his chest disappeared without a trace.
Looking back, I saw an extremely large amount of spiritual power floating in the sky above the castle, but they seemed to be imprisoned and could not be used by the God of Souls in the castle.
The gentle voice just now sounded again: "Young man, come here."
As her voice fell, the fantasy world seemed to become more alive. Suddenly, the surrounding trees made a "rustling" sound, as if they came to life, and some branches were waving, as if they were guiding Zhao Xuan forward.
direction.
Zhao Xuan was shocked. Could it be that the owner of this voice was the owner of this illusion?
When he came in, Zhao Xuan discovered that the power of spiritual consciousness that made up this illusionary world was different from the power of spiritual consciousness that made up those playful soul beasts. Now it seems that the masters of the two are indeed not the same person!
However, why did the owner of this fantasy world want to save him, and what kind of relationship did she have with the God of Souls? These things made Zhao Xuan feel like he was stuck in his throat and he was hesitant.
But thinking about it carefully, if it hadn't been for the help of the owner of this voice just now, I might have been drowned in the incarnation of the soul god's consciousness.
"That's all. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't avoid!"
Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and followed the guidance of the surrounding plants. He left the dense jungle and stepped into the vast grassland. Only then did Zhao Xuan realize that this fantasy world was unimaginably large.
I lowered my head and followed the swaying grass. A lake suddenly appeared in my field of vision. The lake was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.
By the lake, there was a slim figure squatting half-crouched. She was wearing a simple moon-white dress, and her bright wrists were like gelatin, shining with a dazzling luster under the sunlight.
The slender hands gently paddled in the lake, like a child playing in the water, causing ripples on the calm lake surface.
"You came."
The moment Zhao Xuan saw the lake, she slowly poured the water in her palm into the lake, then stood up and looked at Zhao Xuan.
At first, Zhao Xuan's breathing was slightly stagnant, his heart was ups and downs, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. After taking a long breath, Zhao Xuan's eyes were much calmer when he looked at the woman again.
The woman walked towards Zhao Xuan slowly, her steps moving lightly, like a green lotus swaying slightly in the lake.
Seeing Zhao Xuan regaining his composure so quickly, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.
The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, as if she had stepped out of a painting. She was not like a person who could exist in the human world. In other words, she was inherently extraordinary, but a goddess in the sky who was banished to the mortal world for some reason.
Walking up to Zhao Xuan, she waved her hand gently, and a set of tables and chairs suddenly appeared on the empty grassland.
Zhao Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could tell at a glance that these tables and chairs were created by the divine consciousness. However, just as it was unimaginable for him to wave away like this, the woman's spiritual attainments were equally unimaginable.
"sit down."
Her voice was very gentle, like a warm spring breeze.
Zhao Xuan pondered his tone for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the woman and said tentatively: "Yes, senior."
Seeing that the woman was still smiling, Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down slowly.
"You also know that this place is a creation of divine consciousness, so there is no tea, water, melon or fruit to entertain you. I hope you will forgive me."
After Zhao Xuan sat down, the woman said softly.
Zhao Xuan waved his hand and said quickly: "No, no, senior saved this junior, and this junior is already grateful."
After a pause, he added: "Dare you ask me the senior's name? It's also so that the junior knows who saved me."
The woman seemed to be temporarily absent-minded. She looked far away and sighed slightly: "After so many years, I have almost forgotten my identity. You can just call me the Lord of Illusion and Annihilation."
"Lord of Illusion and Annihilation?"
Zhao Xuan was startled, this title was not like the title of a god.
He quickly suppressed this doubt in his heart, then raised his hands and said seriously to the woman in front of him: "Junior Zhao Xuan, thank you senior for saving your life."
Just as he was about to bow, Zhao Xuan felt a strong force supporting his body, preventing him from saying thanks.
Then the woman's voice sounded again: "There is no need for this, I have something to ask for when I save you."
Zhao Xuan was startled for a moment, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better to ask for help. If the woman who claimed to be the Lord of Illusion and Annihilation saved him in vain, he would feel a little uneasy.
So Zhao Xuan straightened his back, looked at the Lord of Fantasy Annihilation, and said solemnly: "Senior, tell me what you have to say. If this junior can accomplish it, I will do my best."
The woman smiled and nodded, her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming.
Zhao Xuan couldn't help lowering his head, avoiding the woman's smile, biting the tip of his tongue to force himself to wake up.
Seeing Zhao Xuan's appearance, a smile flashed in the woman's eyes, but the next moment her eyes showed sadness.
She asked Zhao Xuan: "Do you know who you just met?"
Zhao Xuan's spirit perked up, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he replied: "I have heard the name of those pirates. They call him the God of Souls. He must be a god, but I don't know whether he is a good god or an evil god."
"Oh, you still know this?"
The woman glanced at Zhao Xuan in surprise, then nodded slightly: "You are right, he is indeed a god, and a righteous god."
"Are you a god?"
Zhao Xuan nodded and considered the information carefully. Although he said he was not sure, in his heart, he felt that the god was more of an evil god. After all, the state of that god was really wrong. That feeling
It's not something that a true god can possess at all.
For example, the Angel God who felt something in Wuhun City, although Zhao Xuan has a poor sense of the Wuhun Palace, he is aware of the holiness and majesty of the Angel God, and there is no doubt that the Angel God is a righteous god.
.
"Yes, he is a righteous god. He was also very gentle and kind at the beginning..."
Unknowingly, a look of sadness appeared in the woman's eyes, and her voice became lower and lower...
Zhao Xuan remained silent, but he was carefully savoring the information. It was not difficult to see that this woman who was most likely a god originally loved the God of Souls.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly came back to her senses and said sorry to Zhao Xuan, and then asked Zhao Xuan: "Who... do you think I am?"
Zhao Xuan felt bitter in his heart. Even the God of Souls looked like a righteous god. How could I know who you are? A righteous god? An evil god? Or...
"Beast God?"
Zhao Xuan murmured inadvertently, and the woman looked surprised and said subconsciously: "How do you know??"