"The effects of the game world will last for twenty years. During this time, the power of the World-Zhenjin Talisman will resurrect everyone who is killed."
"Then Ramdo... was considered dead just now?"
"But how could a Shinto monk use his true body to charge against an opponent he was unsure of?" Christine quickly calmed down from the shock and realized that her guess was unreasonable.
The fact was just as she expected.
The one who just rushed forward was a clone of Ramdo.
Even the artifact on his body is a high-imitation A-grade product that only has the power of three strikes and falls apart after being struck.
Shinto is originally based on Gou and water grinding kung fu. Except for this guy, the other true gods are still in the early stages of the seventh level.
As the strongest person in Shinto, although he is not the King of Gou, Ramdo still knows how to hide in the Kingdom of God and let his avatar explore the way, and keep trying and making mistakes until he can kill with one blow.
This is the normal way for Shinto monks to engage the enemy.
…
"It was such an exaggerated brute force that he actually killed Raphael in one blow."
Somewhere in the void, Ramdo was sitting on a divine throne, with blood-red wine swaying in the glass cup in his hand, and with a solemn look on his face, he repeatedly played back everything that happened on the leader ship No. 1067.
There are hundreds of light curtains around the throne, all replaying the scene just now from different angles, frame by frame.
His true body has always been hidden in the kingdom of God called the Titan City of Light Crown Oracle.
In the Kingdom of God, there are eighteen angels that he finally designed based on himself and spent hundreds of years. Each of them possesses the strength of a true immortal.
This Raphael is the seventh angel among them.
It's just that he has always kept it secret, usually showing himself to others as an angel agent, because all of this is part of his plan to break through to the eighth level.
The eighteen angels are like incarnations, each inheriting a corner of Ramdo's power. As long as he does not die, the angels can be resurrected in the Kingdom of God.
In order to find the most suitable path for him, he creatively divided the extremely difficult fourth tribulation of reincarnation left by Bai Mo into eighteen parts, intending to use each of the eighteen angels to survive a small tribulation.
Finally, they are integrated into one body, allowing the body to enter the eighth level.
And the person who has been responsible for playing him and guarding the 1067 Daqian leader for these ten years is none other than the seventh angel Raphael.
…
"You...are...looking at...me?"
While Ramdo was observing this "thousand-armed" monster, he inexplicably read these words from the opponent.
It's not the words on the black hand, it's not the sound, it's not the fluctuation, it's just the simple "meaning".
"Can you see me too?" He didn't believe it was his illusion, so he put down his wine glass and asked directly.
"The moment you see me, I can see you."
"You are Bai Mo, but that monster doesn't look like you."
"Strictly speaking, the evil corpse can be regarded as "I". It is my obsession. It is the same as you, the angel."
Bai Mo and Ramdo crossed many dimensions and chatted in a strange way.
When the Seventh Angel had just been resurrected by the World-Suppressing Golden Talisman, he caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of Ramdo's plan.
The words "different approaches but similar results" can't help but remind Lamdo of a lot of things.
Bai Mo killed the three corpses, maybe in the future he will unite the three corpses into one and step into a higher level?
Putting aside the hatred of destroying the Tao, Ramdo felt that he still had a lot of similarities with this guy.
Similar training ideas.
And, the character of not trusting anyone from the bottom of his heart.
In the one-wheel religion founded and revived by Ramdo, there is no other true god or subordinate god at the top, they are all angels who are like one with him.
He is the absolute and only voice.
How similar it is to the white land.
"But fortunately, what you saw today is only a tributary of the Black Tide." Bai Mo suddenly said something strange.
"..."
"If it is the backbone of the Kuroshio in the solar system, what you see is what you can see. The moment you 'see' him, he not only 'sees' you, he also touches you. At that time, in your kingdom of God, you can
It can’t be hidden or protected.”
To be fair, Bai Mo has no hatred towards Ramdo. After all, he was the one beating people throughout the whole process, and Ramdo was beaten.
He quite admired this talented Shinto monk, so he mentioned it a few more times.
"Observation means looking at each other, what you see is what you see, it's really outrageous..." Lamdo thought to himself.
He can somewhat understand that "observation means looking at each other", just like the "speaking spirit" between true immortals, the line of faith between true gods and believers.
In a sense, high-level existence is equivalent to having "eyes" all over the body. No matter what angle others "look" at, as long as they can see it, they are looking at them.
But this ability, once it is combined with what you see and what you see, is not ordinary and outrageous.
Being able to see, being able to influence, and being able to exert power are two completely different things.
This also means that the Shinto monks who have always relied on the high confidentiality of the coordinates of the Kingdom of God to save their lives will be in vain with the advent of such beings.
Turtle, forced to shed its shell.
After saying this, Bai Mo severed contact with Ramdo.
…
"We are temporarily trapped in this temporary game world called Wu He You Mirror. The mirror world will last about twenty years.
The Kuroshio branch, temporarily named "Thousand Hands" by the empire, will be simulated first in the game world, allowing us humans to accumulate experience.
In these twenty years, all people and monsters will be resurrected after death, and some large-scale environmental destruction will be restored. The time interval for reappearance after death is one hour..."
"Twenty years later, the real 'Thousand Hands' will arrive, the immortality effect will disappear at the same time, and mankind will usher in a catastrophe!"
In the small world of Azure Star, Farel read the messages left by Bai Mo and sent them all to the Imperial Council.
After her frank chat with Bai Mo earlier, she no longer concealed her identity as a true immortal in the empire. With Christine's confirmation and the endorsement of the two true immortals, the weight of her words became extremely heavy.
"In other words, we have twenty years of immortality to try and make mistakes, trying to find a way to survive in the hands of this monster, or even better, find a way to destroy him!"
"What about the people in the Blue Star World?" Farrell suddenly thought of something, "Are they within the range of Wuhe Youjing?"
"Not here."
"Very good." Farel smiled sweetly, but the meaning behind it made people feel a chill down their backs.
"The real test of life and death can select qualified warriors."
"I hope you can say this twenty years later." Christine frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy with Farel's double standards.
ps: I'm very sorry. I've been sick for several days and have been lying in bed, unable to change.
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