Chapter 293 Sanctuary Ghost Lamp of the Blood Race 1/3
Chapter 293: The Vampire Sacred Artifact Ghost Lamp (1/3)
Black cracks appeared in the raging flames, and what fell was an ancient long cross sword engraved with mysterious patterns. Grand Duke Sear grabbed the cross sword with his hand, and the flames on his body also spread up. He was like
Like the resurrection of the ghosts and gods from hell, it was also like the arrival of the god of fire. He came in an instant with a huge sound of wind that split the air and could tear eardrums, and struck down a sword that did not even have time to sound.
Angers could not be said to be calm, he just moved his body slightly, the air seemed extremely thick, and the world seemed extremely slow in his eyes.
It was as if the world had been displaced. The sword that was supposed to hit the target missed, but the next moment the flames on the sword formed air waves and spread out.
Ange's silver hair could feel the licking of the flames. The heat of the flames made half of his body dyed red. Ange just smiled slightly, and the next moment he appeared silently behind Archduke Sir.
Not far away, the fire wave failed again.
There was no surprise in Grand Duke Xi's eyes, and he didn't even have time to sigh because he knew that at this moment, time was not in his direction.
Time has become a great enemy, and those who control time in this life are their enemies at this time.
As a mystic who prefers magic, meditation is like breathing for him. A giant bell appears in his spiritual sea, and the ringing of the bell in his ears reminds him of the flow of time.
Holding the cross sword in hand, infinite flames burst out. His flames became extremely viscous, and even the space was distorted by the heat.
A final low sigh came to his ears, and Ange's helpless voice made him feel a little emotional as the matter was urgent.
"No one will remember things that are dead. Things that no one remembers are just as dead. What we do is to engrave the world's impression of us. All our desires will be engraved in time, but what you desire
Can it really bring you something and be engraved in this time?"
The folding knife cut through the sea of fire and sank into the heart of Archduke Sir.
Angers stood on the edge of Stark Tower, quietly looking at the old man and old friend who looked like a demon in the flames. There was no emotion rising in his heart, only a helpless sigh.
Grand Duke Sir's mouth moved cowardly a few times, but in the end he said nothing. His heart was very calm. Sure enough, even if Angers was not allowed to approach him, would this be the result? It is really sad, a powerful man facing time.
The sadness made him feel a little lost.
But he smiled. He was originally begging for death, and his plan would eventually come true.
"Although I lost, at least I won."
This old prince from England, the leader of the exorcists, is an extremely noble existence in both the mysterious world and reality. At this moment, he clearly feels the passage of life. The corner of his lips curls up, and his body melts in his own flames.
For the sake of the charred ashes, only one thing was left to fall, and the crisp sound was masked by the burning sound of the flames.
But Angers would not ignore it, but he had to retreat.
The flames left by Archduke Xier were completely out of control, burning everything crazily. Even the protection formed by the energy of the space gem seemed extremely fragile at this moment, constantly being burned and becoming the nourishment of the flames.
Angers stopped time and his eyes were a little heavy. He knew a little about space gems and even got some energy samples. He understood one thing deeply, that is, space gems are not a power that can break the rules. But
At this moment, under the burning flame, I couldn't resist.
The space door in the sky slowly closed.
In the city, Moses and Howard, who were solving some fish that had slipped through the net, looked at the space door in the sky closing. Moses stared at the sky and said: "Ange's movements are really fast."
But looking at the burning flames, he felt a little uneasy, always feeling that something was going to happen.
"It's a pity that the current timeline has become extremely confusing, and it is impossible to see clearly what will happen, otherwise why would we become so passive."
Moses sighed.
As a prophet, he has lost his most important weapon, which will undoubtedly make him feel a little uneasy.
Howard said: "After all, prophecy is just a foreshadowing and possibility, and it does not mean that it will definitely happen. So you don't have to worry too much, sage. The Prophecy Temple has made enough predictions in this war and even gathered together.
Will the two forces, the Holy See and the Exorcists, maintain order in the world? It is enough to keep the chaos confined to New York."
"I'm not bothered by this at all. The mission of the Temple of Prophecy is to serve as an early warning. It's just that the world is changing too fast, and I, a stale person, can't do anything in the end."
Moses just sighed helplessly.
Then his body began to bloom with white light, and finally turned into light particles floating in the air, and disappeared into nothingness the next moment.
On the roof of Stark Tower, where time stagnated, countless white light particles suddenly poured out and converged into Moses' body, completely ignoring Angers' time stasis.
If it is a rule that time is frozen to prevent the fire from coming, but not to let anything get close, then Moses predicted that his existence would appear here and engraved this result in the future.
Being able to do this proves that the two of them are worthy of being called demigods.
"You're here...but it seems you're late."
Ange's voice sounded normal, and his speaking speed did not slow down due to time, but perhaps it was also because he did not apply his own speech spirit to his voice, allowing the voice to travel normally, yet he could speak normally in this field created by him.
But he was not the only one. Moses' voice appeared silently in his mind.
"It's too late, Syl has already awakened that thing."
Although Moses is also frozen in time, he can predict what Angers will say in the future, and then engrave his words in Angers' mind. This is an extremely profound use of prophecy. If Angers
It is time, then what Moses controls is destiny.
Angers sighed: "Yes, I was awakened, but after all I don't understand my old friend."
The ghost lamp in the flame was burning, and it gradually melted under the flame carrying the power of space. At the same time, a hazy mist spread, making even the flame unreal.
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In an unknown space, the will of the gods that was once attached to Pan suddenly changed, and countless negative energies emerged from it. The power collected by Pan was constantly changing the entire space at this moment.
The concept of death continued to evolve, eventually forming a small place of the dead, full of a sense of destruction.
A huge chaotic-colored cocoon slowly appeared, becoming the remaining remains of the will of the gods.
Suddenly, a strange aura spread in, and the boundaries around the space continued to blur, as if they were merging with something.