Chapter two hundred and fifteen the conditions are ripe
The secret symbol represents power and is the pinnacle that words can reach.
It is said that the secret talisman written by the God King can carry spirit and will, energy and soul, convey Tao and principles, rules and laws. When you see it, you can hear it and feel it, just like being there and having personal contact.
According to some unknown gossip, if you can get a secret talisman written by His Majesty the God King himself, you can figure out how to become a god, because the knowledge and truth contained in that secret talisman are enough to push a mortal to the
The state of the gods.
If there is already a deity sitting on the throne, then it is also feasible to turn this knowledge and truth into qualifications that exceed the level 29 legend.
Therefore, when facing the gods, even legends must be respectful. Even those legends who have embarked on the path of becoming the most powerful and have surpassed level 29 will also maintain some respect for the gods.
This is not about strength, but about knowledge and truth.
The essence of legend is equivalent to evolving oneself step by step, acquiring enough knowledge and truth, and pushing oneself to a higher level step by step.
The essence of gods is that they are innately superior. Heaven and earth are open to them, and knowledge and truth are in their hands.
One learns and evolves the day after tomorrow, and the other inherits and accepts innately. Although both can climb to a higher world, there is no doubt that the gods do have strong advantages.
For non-gods, if you want to climb to the same height as God, you will need millions of times more effort and dedication.
Perhaps gods can achieve the same result by just taking a nap, while non-gods need more time and energy to achieve the same result.
For example, a god can achieve immortality easily and entrust his thoughts and memories, knowledge and truth to the world. Even if his divine status falls and his godhead is taken away, he will eventually return again in the future.
It can be said that legends are faced with many difficulties and dangers in order to achieve this step. So far, no legend has opened up the so-called method of immortality.
At this stage, the number of legends in the elven kingdom far exceeds the original proportion. One of the reasons is that the gods who died at the end of the Age of Saints have returned again.
Even though he has lost the memory of being a god, his true spirit never sleeps.
One click will make you understand, one touch will make you understand, there is almost no threshold before becoming a legend, and after becoming a legend, the previous knowledge and truth will continuously flow from the true spirit, becoming the capital for him to climb up to Him again.
After going through the current systematic path of god growth, those gods who once died will be stronger than they were before when they return.
Furthermore, after their rebirth, they were born in the kingdom of elves. Even if they have different ideas and cannot become a part of the elves’ pantheon, they will still cherish the love of the elves.
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"Mirror Rune?" The legendary mage exhaled, and the magic circuits in his body vibrated, setting off a wave of magic power in his body.
Indeed, just now, he felt like he was about to penetrate that mirror, without any ability to resist.
"This is the gathering of the evil god's power. It's normal that you can't resist it." The God of Epidemic Prevention and Plague said calmly.
From a certain perspective, the chaos runes entering the darkness of the soul's reflection are equivalent to a disease, so they are also within the scope of his treatment.
As the god in charge of plague, his main role is to prevent and research epidemics, rather than causing a plague. Studying these things is also a catalyst for him and an expansion of the scope of his priesthood.
That's why He chose to sit here and take charge of the flag here.
Soon, the God of Epidemic Prevention and Plague also retreated and left. He was not the executor leading this war. It should be said that no god would actively interfere with the elves.
The battlefield was once again handed over to the elves.
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The high-level mage stood in the desert, boiling magic power flowing in his body, and his blood, tendons, bones, and flesh were all filled with the overflowing luster of secret talismans.
For a true destructive mage, every move will cause great noise. Once the boiling blood flows to the outside world, it will burn like grease.
When inside the elf's body, all parts are immersed in high-energy and high-concentration magic, which can maximize the concentration of magic.
Under the influence of the power of the secret talisman, this will not be a problem, but once it leaves the range of the secret talisman, that is, the mage's body, the high concentration of magic power will dilute the magic power in the form of flames.
However, a mage's operation is often a matter of leveraging the planet, and simply using high-energy body fluids to cause damage is a huge waste of magic power.
The tide of magic roars, and under the collection of high-concentration magic, it stirs up some vibrations of magic, just like instinct.
Just like that huge planet, after it is formed, its own gravity instinctively attracts the surrounding matter.
The mutual attraction of huge materials will produce extremely strong tidal phenomena.
In the vast magic power, the desert seemed to come alive, setting off waves like waves, drowning all evil things, large and small.
His eyes were flashing, like large searchlights. Even without using those extremely destructive spells, just the changes brought about by the magic tide were fatal enough.
The desert is like waves, and then the gaps disappear and turn into mud, the mud turns into stone, and then turns into sand.
Those evil things also became part of the reincarnation and transformation of mud, sand and rocks, flesh and blood turned into sand, sand turned into soil, and so on.
"Sure enough, the transformation of matter..."
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Beyond the endless sea of stars, the elf looked up at the starry sky and lowered his head. He felt that someone tens of thousands of light years away was mentioning something related to him.
Even if I didn't call him by his name directly, I didn't think of his name subconsciously. I just thought of some of the concepts he put forward, and they were captured by the power of laws all over the galaxy and fed back to him.
The power of the law has matured enough, and it seems that the time has come for this feast to begin.
"God of Laws, will this be a new show of gods, or will it be a vest of the old gods?"
His eyes were deep, as if he had seen the future.
The appearance of the God of Law seems to have divided the authority of the World Tree, but in fact it has opened up the authority of the World Tree. What is paid is only a part of the knowledge and truth, and what is gained is more knowledge and truth.
No matter how you look at it, this is a business that is sure to make money without losing money.
As a god-king who wears many layers of vests, he is planning the future in a new vest.