Zhao Mu walked toward the deep-sea giant turtle egg, and the closer he got, the greater the invisible pressure.
It gave the impression that the egg was aware of danger and instinctively resisted his approach.
The incarnations of the myth behind Zhao Mu changed their colors one after another. This has never happened before. It seems that Earl Storm's statement that there is a true spirit of myth inside is true. The last luck in their hearts also disappeared at this moment.
"We engage in soul resonance."
Zhao Mu took a deep breath and said.
"Are you sure?"
Poseidon asked.
"I'm sure..."
Zhao Mu said seriously, "Soul resonance is a trap. The true spirit of myth will wake up and devour us. This is when we are at our weakest, and it is also when the true spirit of myth is weakest. I will borrow the power of the pseudo-spiritual soul to destroy the true spirit of myth.
Pulled into a dream.”
"Then what? We're devoured?"
Crystal Dragon questioned.
"Of course not."
Zhao Mu took out the Death Soul Lamp and threw it to Poseidon.
Poseidon caught the Dead Soul Lamp. Although the artifact had an owner, he could not recognize its owner, but with his knowledge, he quickly figured out the power of the Dead Soul Lamp. It was a mid-level artifact that was specially designed to restrain divine souls and he was unable to restrain it.
Greed in the heart.
If they form a pseudo-spirit, they can unleash the true power of this artifact.
This is indeed very likely to solve the mythical true spirit, but the divinity of their laws will also fall into the control of Earl of Storm. If it is the body that uses soul resonance, he will never take this risk, but it is just an incarnation, even if Earl of Storm has evil thoughts in his heart
The losses are also within the tolerance range.
"We need to go out."
Poseidon said.
"It should."
Zhao Mu nodded.
He heard what Poseidon meant, and it was nothing more than telling them to take precautions.
Although it is a weakened version of the pseudo-spirit composed of thirteen incarnations, in that state he has the death soul lamp that can easily trap and kill the Poseidon Emperor and their law divinity. If he really does this, in reality the Poseidon Emperor and his body will be
Turn around and kill his true self.
The twelve incarnations soon entered the world of snails again, and the Emperor of the Sea returned the Death Soul Lamp to Zhao Mu.
Although he hides well, he has calamity eyes.
Between him and the Poseidon, the web of the Law of Disaster connected them a little bit.
It is obvious that Poseidon has murderous thoughts in his heart.
When the true spirit of the myth is solved, the Emperor of the Sea will definitely find an opportunity to turn against him and take away the Death Soul Lamp.
"We can start to resonate with our souls."
Zhao Mu suggested.
"etc……"
Neptune took out a round transparent water balloon. The water balloon expanded and the water film on the surface passed through the crowd, wrapping them in a thin water film sphere. Zhao Mu touched the water film and looked at Neptune waiting for him.
explain.
"This is the middle artifact, Heart of the Ocean."
Poseidon explained, "The divinity of our laws forms a pseudo-spiritual soul. The Heart of the Ocean can protect our body. If something unexpected happens, the Heart of the Ocean can also be used as a final countermeasure."
Zhao Mu suddenly smiled, it turned out to be a means to prevent him from preparing.
But this is what it should be. If he is not prepared at all, then he will really underestimate these half-step myths.
With their backs against the water film, everyone took out sofas, lounge chairs, magic carpets and other furniture that could be used to lie down or sit on as comfortable as they wanted. Then they closed their eyes and used the 20-point law of divinity in their bodies to create soul resonance.
There are 13 people in total. Because they are incarnations, they only gather a mere 260 points of law divinity.
A false soul born like this, I know it will definitely not work.
So each of them took out various treasures to temporarily strengthen the soul, and if there were secret techniques to temporarily strengthen the soul, they also used them one after another. Finally, they reached the minimum standard and merged each other's laws and divinities through soul resonance and sublimated them into pseudo-divine souls through secret techniques.
Zhao Mu immediately took control of the new pseudo-spirit.
The dead soul lamp fell into the hands of the soul, and he suddenly felt an unprecedented power.
No matter how powerful the demigod is, he can only exert one percent of the power of the artifact at most.
Only myths can fully unleash the power of artifacts.
Zhao Mu walked toward the deep-sea giant turtle's egg again, and the pressure that originally prevented him from approaching disappeared.
However, before he could get closer, dense blue lines appeared on the surface of the eggshell. These lines seemed to form a huge formation, locking Zhao Mu to generate unstoppable powerful suction and sealing power against the soul.
Between life and death, Zhao Mu controlled the false soul to hide in the dead soul lamp.
But it did not completely cut off the connection with the outside world. The formation on the surface of the eggshell immediately pulled the Death Soul Lamp into the eggshell.
At this time, Zhao Mu also locked onto the perceived mythical true spirit and used Time to Dream.
Talent comes from the soul or the body, and the power of time is the talent derived from the soul. At this time, it becomes a pseudo-divine soul. Although it is fake and cannot allow the power of time to complete a new transformation and produce new talents, it is enough to transform the existing ones.
Ability unleashes true power.
For example, time enters a dream, directly pulling the true spirit of myth into the dream world.
Although he is just a false soul, the true spirit of the dark creature was severely injured by the gods of heaven and earth to the point of being weak and on the verge of death.
The moment he appeared in the dream world, Zhao Mu's voice spread to the ears of all the people in the area.
No matter what the people in the Mythical Territory were doing, they all stopped and sat down at this moment, praying devoutly to their lord. The power of the deified lord also gathered a little of the spiritual power of all the people in Zhao Mu's body.
The pseudo-spirit that had been barely formed suddenly stabilized and its overall strength increased several times.
Zhao Mu activated the dead soul lamp with all his strength, controlling the gray smoke of the dead soul to envelop a little bit of the true spirit of the myth.
If it were inside the eggshell, there would be all kinds of hidden tricks left by the dark creatures to launch a counterattack immediately. However, now that it is being pulled into the dream world, all the means of staying in the eggshell that were prepared in advance are suddenly abolished.
However, Zhao Mu did not dare to relax at all, because there must be backup methods in the true spirit.
If not, it would be an insult to the intelligence of dark creatures.
Sure enough, the true spirit of the dark creatures began to resist.
The true spirit the size of a needle tip can be seen with the naked eye. It expands to hundreds of kilometers in the dream world. The giant beast breaks through the shackles of the gray smoke of the dead soul. It looks like a centipede magnified countless times, but it is covered with a layer of blue and blue.
Hedgehog-like scales.
Zhao Mu looked at the giant beast in front of him, only to see that it had been crushed by invisible mental pressure.
Even though the spiritual power of the leaders was continuously coming from the people, the false soul was gradually collapsing. He knew that the Mythic Peak was very powerful, but he never thought that a dark creature equivalent to the Mythic Peak could crush even a severely injured true spirit.
Suppress the false soul.
Boss, I was wrong, it’s not too late to quit now...
Zhao Mu was about to activate the time coordinate to escape when the dark creature in front of him shrank sharply to a hundred meters long.
Although the mental pressure is still very strong, it is within the tolerance range.
Zhao Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and the resonance of the souls of the other half-step myths that almost collapsed finally stabilized.
However, the dark creature was very unhappy. The pressure of the true spirit in its heyday did not instantly destroy the false soul. No wonder it dared to deal with it with such means. In a flash, the figure disappeared from the spot and pounced on the false soul.