This is the world of frost, which is completely different from the other extreme of hell. The brilliant ice melts like glass. In another taboo area where demons are rampant, in the quiet snowy area, indescribable horrors are buried, and snow winds often occur.
A stalwart figure emerged, they seemed like a mirage
Shadows, but they really stirred up Shuangxue. Some people said that they were the shadows of that catastrophic era. No one would be willing to receive them. They did not wander around or become angry, but quietly carried out the previous era.
According to his command, he will rest here for eternity.
When the cold wind blew again, a life that also belonged to ancient times came to this restricted area of life. The frozen bone wings were covered with blue snow, and the soul solidified into zero point. It was the ultimate life that lived in the polar regions.
, the giant frost dragon, no, to be more precise, it is just the frost bone dragon. It looks at this boundless snowfield. On the main plane where various forces compete, there is such a leader that is independent of any force.
Territory, the big storm carried the will of the master of this tundra to warn this high-level companion with unknown intentions. Shu Nantuo looked at the ice sculptures like city-linked towers in front of it in bewilderment. These vivid life forms reminded it of
Resonating in the depths of the soul, it approached the tower step by step. Their eyes seemed to be staring at themselves. The core of the undead soul, which had been frozen by frost, began to beat. The soul fire broke free from the solidification and resumed flickering.
"Shunnantuo." It heard a long gasp coming from under the tower, mixed with a grand oath. This name was told by its companion. It was not just a code name, but had a special meaning.
"Xiao Kailin." The freezing wind subsided, and the tower melted inch by inch. The steaming heat wave passed through the melted tower, quickly transforming the surroundings. But just when a huge gap was about to open in the snowfield, the sleeping lord was finally angered.
, the phantoms of the old times that people praise, they carry tall chariots, their chests rise and fall,
The eyes turned into two rounds of day and sun. They were all white, but they were not lifeless. Instead, they projected the past lives together. What their eyes conveyed was fiery majesty. The towering chariot stood with an even more majestic figure.
Figures, they seem to have exceeded the limit that Xueying can achieve, only showing a transparent half body, but he
Their power, which is comparable to that of the sun and the moon, has already overflowed from the image. It is a legend belonging to an era. They used the furnace that held the sky to create divine weapons. After they were cast, they were thrown out and thrown heroically. The end of the era of the divine kings came from
As for those big guys, no one knows their origins. They only know that before the rise of the human race, they were the ones who ruled.
They were standing there, resisting the invasion of demons. Later, inferior demon counterfeits were born, corrupting them, but unable to bring real power to the abyss. It was as if the gilded body was inlaid with order, which would be eliminated once it fell into the abyss. Only
In the last generation, a Titan was left behind. After the age of the God-King ended, the abyss gave birth to a blood giant.
What is that?
There was only endless Hongmeng. Before Shu Nantuo had time to think about it, the sky had already collapsed. The fists of those sky-holding giants turned the snowfield into wrinkled paper. Their sullen gaze was like an unquenchable torch, standing in the eternal sky.
Above, the shuo wind caught Shu Nantuo's backbone. It was already very weak at the moment and was about to
Faced with such an attack, it would only end up with its bones shattered and its soul destroyed. In the world under the collapse, it was a little confused and didn't know why. It couldn't figure out the fragments stuffed into its mind. What was hidden in the threads that opened the memory folds?
?It raised its head, and a touch of blue appeared in the blue soul fire. What color?
"Shun Nantuo represents new life, and Xiao Kailin represents the past."
"If life comes, it will definitely bring the past, because as long as living beings continue to move forward, they will continue to create history. That is the past. You can't see clearly. I can see clearly, but you can't.
I'll help you choose the road. If you give me the colors, I'll spell out the picture for you. If you don't understand these, it doesn't matter. Just bury them forever. Go ahead and be reckless. Shu Nan Tuo, Color
Is it too complicated for you, or a straightforward picture is more suitable for you, farewell, dear friend."
It heard the whispers entwined in the thread, and the fist print fell, triggering a series of avalanches. Those exquisite ice sculptures fell into nothingness with the advent of this disaster. Shu Nantuo opened his eyes,
See the tall towers that won’t fall supporting it, and the colorful rays of light that cross it
Forming complex words, it is very familiar. That friend once said that it represents new life. The fist seal smashes the colorful light screen into countless cracks, but Shu Nantuo becomes more and more aware. This heavy snow has buried more than just an era.
The legend also leaves behind the watch of an ancient race.
"Does the Dragon Clan still exist?"
"Of course, they are one of the original high-level monsters that survived the transformation of demons."
"Where are they?"
"You can only look for them in places independent of the main plane, because this place no longer belongs to them."
"Why?"
"Because their era has come to an end, they have to move in order to survive."
"Won't you come back?"
"Probably never."
It heard a conversation that had happened on this altar, a young dragon speaking to an older dragon elder.
"I, Shu Nantuo, accept your will." Its deep voice was lost in the drastic changes in the snowy land, and the tower melted. Those so-called dragon remains are not the true remains, but the sacrifices to be used to open this world.
At the sacrifice that had been delayed for tens of thousands of years, Shu Nantuo looked up at the giants slowly returning to the collapsing snow realm, with a vague understanding in his heart.
The long-lost touch flows from the gaps between the bones. It slowly transforms. The smooth jade bones give birth to flesh and blood like spider webs. It evolves layer by layer. The decayed vocal cords revive again. The solemnity and grandeur hidden in the sacrifice suddenly restore clarity.
Shu Nantuo wants to cry, it’s nothing, it’s just a lie
They say that there are no similar species in this main plane, and they are talking about transferring to a realm independent of the main plane, which is the world of the dead. And, it may represent themselves. Yes, it is indeed possible that this thing is lost in the dust of history.
The race will come back, but it’s just one, so what’s the point?
It let out a cry that had been silent for countless days and nights. It had been too long, so long that this main plane had habitually forgotten the real dragon species.
"Roar!" In the snowy scene that had become like a scattered sand table, the eternal roar penetrated the solid silence, and the tower of the tundra disappeared...
"We have received news from a small town close to Korsi. The undead have sent more than three digits of abominations to clear the way. Most of their strength has reached the ultimate combat power of the undead. The black fire cannot burn them to death." Blocked them.
The Orc Empire has further invaded, but a greater crisis has come. The immortals in the Kingdom of Mage have a special identity, but the origin of the magic vine cannot be said. This important place known as the Fist Granary is currently in many crises.
"Leon, did you see it?" The city lord stood on the top of the city that was strictly fortified, staring at the creeping black.
"Well, those ugly undead are planning a huge profit, and they will make the wrong calculation." The young man's eyes were as sharp as a blade, "The era of the undead has long ended with the loneliness of arcane magic, and they are still
I thought this was the Musi tribe from yesterday.”
"Very good insight, my knight, you should try to broaden your horizons." The city lord took out a seed with purple spots and pointed it at the distant black, "You should learn to use the terrain, my friend
.”
"Didn't Feste prohibit its spread?" The young man's heart trembled when he saw the forbidden seed being taken out.
"What Pfist said is that the power within Pfist is not allowed to spread, but you are an old spirit from the lost ancient town." The city owner threw the seed to it, "They are very excited about this little guy, but they don't care about it.
Their reaction and the arrival of the Immortals show that they have acquiesced in Feist's approach. Soon, our line of alchemists may be able to enter the Palace of Truth."
"Have you received news from the Council?"
"No, I guessed it. Old guy, I don't have anything else but my predictions are relatively accurate. I can still control this direction. You go ahead and don't come back again." The city lord patted the somewhat confused young man.
"Where should I go?" The figure of the old city lord seemed a little stooped.
"Go where you want to go. Anyway, the original commission from my old friend has come to an end here. I originally thought that if everything went well, I could entrust this place to you, but I still couldn't predict the movements of the entire plane.
"The old city lord shook his hand, and the young man took the seeds and flew away into the distance without looking back.
"Have you taken care of all the funeral arrangements in advance?" Sonorous knights came from the stairs under the city wall, clad in the light of the silver moon and holding swords of judgment.
"Why? I don't think it's over like this. Your reinforcements are coming soon, right?"
"It doesn't count as reinforcements, or you have misunderstood the attitude of the Temple of Light from the beginning. You think all this is to maintain order. In fact, we are just trying to establish a new order. The purification of the undead is just a step." The proud commandment
Chivalry.
"Well, let me first ask you warriors who established the new order to take a rest. You are not gods and you still need to rest."
"Can I count this break as a gamble?"
"Whatever you think." The city lord came down from the tower.
There is something here, um, assimilation. Li Ming rolled her eyes, at least that's what it looks like to outsiders. Cleaning up space magic is very troublesome. Physically, you can't use magic to mobilize it, so you can only use soul power to guide it. Really
The scale-robed monster was right. If that guy had been beaten up, it might not be like this. However, the fat man has some shame. He is already in such a mess. The last one
Just leave it to me with some dignity. Dawn wiped a closed wound on her leg that was oozing with crystal luster. Think about it, standing directly outside like this at night, with your whole body glowing due to being eroded by the magic of space.
Isn't it a bit cool? Maybe, but Liming vowed not to do such a stupid thing. He breathed a sigh of relief. Liming pressed a hand on the wound, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Seeping out, that bright light was pulled out of the body surface, and then returned to the palm of the dawn, transforming into an illusory light blade. The magic power of space is really a strange magic power. It can directly reach the quality of use. Think about it, if
If a space mage is powerful enough to stay in the world of space faults, wouldn't he be able to use space magic continuously? But, that's too crazy, as long as there is a brain
A mage would never be so foolish as to actively enter a weird space fault. Oh, by the way, the so-called space fault is the space torn apart by the heroes described in the novel. The world in those dark cracks is the space fault. It is said that
It's full of chaotic space storms. If you stay there for even one second, you'll be torn into pieces. It's a bit exaggerated, but it's still terrifying.
After clearing the last of his injuries, Liming called up the attribute version he hadn't seen for a long time. His intelligence increased by two points, and his physical strength basically didn't change much. Speaking of which, what does this increase of 0.5 mean? Liming guessed
, this thing won’t tell him that those high-strength creatures can really produce the power to destroy the world, right? It’s a bit creepy to think about it. It’s already such a battle between ten and twenty. When the power reaches more than twenty,
Haha, also, I have seen the attribute of the scale-robed monster, Dawn, reaching an astonishing fifteen. This must be a cheating device! You must know that those demon giants only have a strength value of about thirteen, and the more
At a high level, the difference in power is the difference between heaven and earth. Dawn can predict that with one punch from this guy, a demon giant may collapse like paper. According to this theory, his behavior of seeking death is actually safe.
?
"**Na, don't you have any new insights?" Liming then remembered that she hadn't chatted with this guy for a long time. Haha, she didn't care about her golden finger so much. She was probably a time traveler with a new level of heart.
Yes, if it were anyone else, they would definitely dig into the ground and tell everything about him.
After digging out their information, he calmly analyzed how he should dominate the world next, open a harem by the way, and reach the sky in one step. However, Li Ming always felt that his brain circuit was very different. Probably, there were few fat people like him.
What else are you talking about? I, Mo, am emotionally conquering the machine.
"Well, no." The other party replied briefly.
"I wanted to say it a long time ago, are those two back?" he asked cautiously.
"Not sure."
"I just thought, if I can't control the situation in the end and I have to be rescued by you in the end, it's like the mud can't hold up the wall. It's not good to meet like that. So, I just asked." Liming scratched his head.
, "Actually, there's nothing to say. I was wrong."
There was no response, so Liming sighed deeply in her heart, let's go, it seemed like it was time to set off, there was a lot of noise outside the door, and they were all on the road.
"Are you wronged? **Na, as my eyes, watch the world." The lonely hut is still under the dark sky. It has become dark and has never been lit, so the house has always been lit.
Opening the bedroom, there were scattered books piled on the floor. A young girl was sitting on her clothes, leaning against the bedside table. The spiritual world had materialized. From the original outline, to the names of the books, they were clearly visible. They belonged to the fifth level.
The territory has never been able to expand the territory of this small house.
"No, it's just that it's a bit funny to see you." I don't know when she has grown to ten years old. In Ilisig, this is the age when you can explore the city by yourself, because at the age of ten, you can participate in the clergy test of the space main god series.
You can help in the temple and wait to be admitted, or you can leave after working for three years. In Ilisig, this is basically the case for all natives.
The gray-blue skin gradually faded, revealing the background of the ocean. Her ribbon-like hair flowed down her shoulders, as if to protect her fans. She was wrapped in green smooth leather armor, and a sea heart was tied around her bright wrist.
ring
, chanting the mystery of the deep sea, the bewitching spirits of the seabed gather in the core of the ocean, the water spirits conveying the will of the sea god surround the ocean door and hold the ancient plate, and the vigorous Jiao clan is the most solid front shield to protect the door.
middle
At the center, the gathered sea tribe followed the supreme shadow hanging above the heart of the sea and completely filled the ocean. The strange algae silently built the edge of the dream, "Why not just say it directly? Warriors don't care about anything, as long as they can still
Pay attention to the present, especially in front of important people." She picked up the scattered books, which were filled with trivial memory fragments. Every time she finished reading a book, the crystal fragments returned to the book, and the cycle started again.
"It's already too late," someone sighed quietly, "I'm back. Sister Xirel can't come back. If I come back first, then I lose. I don't want to come back, but to ascend. Our ideas are not consistent.
It's no use if I say it. This is his journey alone. We just
We were encountered, that's all. There's never been any talk of returning to the starting point, it's just that we happened to meet again. **Na, you don't have to worry about the trip to Hell. There are interesting changes here, maybe you can let them go.
He understands the Lord God who controls space better..."
"What exactly is the Lord God of Space?"
"It's not an exaggeration to say we are demons." She whispered, "I'm very curious. What you should want to know most is why we exist. Are we really what they call the gods?
.”
"You know what? Sister Taylor Smith."
"I am a god, that is enough. As for believers, I will always have a way to obtain them, because this is the front end of a new era. If you are thrown here like a puppet all your life, you will not feel that as a god
Isn't it too frustrating? In Ming Ming's memory, God is omnipotent and aloof, so why can't I be like this?" she asked rhetorically.
"Will you leave?" *** asked.
"Yes, sooner or later. If you are willing to stay, it is because of the limitations given to you by the memory you acquired. On this continent, all you can hear is the name of the main god. The subordinate gods are as if they have been forgotten. Too
There is too much unity and order, but the devil brings chaos and turmoil. Under the throne of God, there are only eighteen pillars standing firmly. Under the pillars are blurry and bloody. We will stand up. Don't worry, **Na
, this time will probably be the final demonic invasion."
"Why?"
"Because the indescribable nature of the abyss is about to be revealed. If the secret of the abyss is discovered, then the abyss will no longer be an abyss..." (To be continued)