Going down from the underground labyrinth, there is a vast expanse of swamp water, which is dark and cold, and filled with strange mist, making it difficult for people to detect the reality.
In fact, this place cannot be regarded as "underground", but another realm of the Final Battlefield, called the "Dream Swamp", which is home to a large number of amphibious and aquatic races. Compared with those hunting animals lurking under the strange fog and swamps,
Or, the ubiquitous dream energy in the entire realm is the most terrifying threat.
At this time, there are bursts of frogs croaking in the dream swamp. Listening from a distance, you can detect a subtle rhythm. But if you get too close, you may be shaken by the dense croaking of frogs, and outsiders may even
He was quickly assimilated into the dream swamp and turned into a giant toad on the spot, lying in the muddy water and croaking.
The sound of frogs croaking one after another forms strange light patterns visible to the naked eye over the dream swamp, just like oil dripping onto the water and melting, showing distorted colorful light patterns in the sunlight, hiding an inverted and bizarre nature of chaos.
The rising twisting light pattern continues to spread upwards. It seems slow, but in the blink of an eye it spreads to the "underground" above. The thick rock formations are regarded as nothing, penetrating obstacles like ghosts, and reaches the core lair of the hag gathering.
.
It is like a hag's lair in an amphitheater. In every cave around it, ugly hags are looming. They either have gray hair flowing, hooked noses and smiles, or they are woven with crow feathers, hanging herbs from their waists, or they are decorated with skulls.
Brilliant.
When the twisting light pattern appears in the lair, the hags let out a shuddering shrill laughter, mixed with various ancient spells that are difficult to interpret, and share the collected magic power to form a strong barrier, trying to bind the twisting light pattern.
"You waiters trapped in the labyrinth, clumsily imitating the reverberations of the worlds, losing the light of the king tree, and constantly falling in the darkness. You are not qualified to restrain the gods."
The twisting light patterns quickly gathered into shape, and a gray-skinned toad with a fat head and a wide mouth appeared. It squatted on the ground dozens of feet high, like a hill. Its surface seemed to be as hard as rock. If you look closely, you will find that it is actually a toad.
The fluid formed in the turbid swamp is not ordinary flesh and blood. This giant toad did not speak. It communicated with the hags purely through telepathy, uttering words similar to poetry recitation.
With the appearance of the gray-skinned toad, the extraordinary divine power quickly took shape and expanded, breaking through the magical barriers activated by the surrounding hags.
"It's really rare that the frogman ancestors would take the initiative to leave the Dream Swamp." From one of the caves above the nest, a hag who looked like an old woman walked out. Her eyes were sewn shut, her mouth was full of messy canine teeth, and her hands were as sharp as bird claws.
Hook, holding an orb with dancing spiritual light. When a child sees such a character, he will probably cry out of fear.
"Attendant of Wangshu, when you released the news, didn't you just want me to visit you in person?" Foam emerged from the back of the frogman's ancestral spirit. These foams were like densely packed frog eggs. They hatched and grew up quickly after falling to the ground.
Hundreds of frogman warriors appeared in the hag's lair. In this special way, the frogman ancestors invaded their power in front of the hag.
The "Old Lady" hag holding the orb in her hand made a harsh and unpleasant laugh: "Frogman ancestors, there is no need to deliberately show your divine power. Your tribe in the main material plane has been repeatedly suppressed by humans, and the scope of survival is constantly shrinking. Your power can maintain
Isn’t it going to decline? Just explain your intentions directly!”
"First of all, I need to know whether Morgan Merlin really has an artifact that can change the rules of the realm?" the frogman ancestral spirit asked. His divine power filled the entire hag lair, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
The old lady caressed the orb in her hand, and a dragon roar echoed, limiting the expansion of the frogman's ancestral spirit's divine power.
"It turns out to be the master orb of the Dragon Clan." The frogman ancestral spirit showed a hint of greed: "I didn't expect this artifact to fall into your hands, but you are not a Dragon Clan, so you can only use this artifact to control monsters with inferior minds."
"In other words, blocking the power of other gods." The old lady laughed slyly: "Frogman Ancestor Spirit, I hope you understand that I am qualified to talk to you on an equal footing. As for Morgan Merlin, he does have the power to modify the world.
The artifact of domain rules was not even acquired recently.”
The frogman ancestral spirit quickly made a judgment: "I understand that Morgan Merlin relied on this artifact to cut off the king tree of the ancient forest and established the rules of the realm with him as the main root system."
The old lady showed an ugly smile: "As expected of the ancestor of the frog people."
"What's your purpose?" The frogman's ancestral spirit asked: "As a waiter of the King Tree, and also the first batch of fruits to be produced after the ancient forest was merged into the Final Battlefield, you do not intend to seize the artifact, but instead release it everywhere.
News, do you want someone else to deal with Morgan Merlin for you?"
"Yes." The old lady said bluntly: "Don't think that Morgan Merlin comes from the main material plane and underestimate his strength. I suspect that he was originally one of the gods who participated in the creation of the world, but he did not establish his own god.
country, but directly invested in the creation of the Titan, forming the operating rules of natural life."
"Is this also the wisdom given to you by the King Tree?" The light pattern around the frogman's ancestral spirit continued to twist: "Unfortunately, there can only be one World Tree. The King Tree tries to retain its own independence, and also wants to interfere with life on the main material plane.
Laws, naturally can't win against Morgan Merlin who is fully committed.
Now that Morgan Merlin has imprinted his divine power on the main material plane, and can once again refine the immortal divinity, he has completed the transcendence of the past. Wang Shu thought he had preserved his strength, but after the 'Ascending Ladder' was activated,
Still being dragged into the final battlefield. By the time you figure it out now, it's already too late."
"So to deal with Morgan Merlin, we must concentrate the power of all realms." The old lady said: "Have the frogman ancestors ever thought that the purpose of Morgan Merlin coming to the final battlefield is actually to control the 'Ladder of Ascension'
?”
The frogman ancestral spirit responded: "This is what it took you hundreds of years to figure out? Who doesn't want to control the 'ladder of ascent' in all realms of the Final Battlefield? But we simply can't do it, just like you can't
When swimming in water, it also repels the surrounding water."
"But what if the 'Ladder of Ascension' itself is also changing?" the old lady reminded: "The frogman ancestors may have stayed in the dream swamp for too long and did not care about the battles in the star realm. The half-giants are about to return.
On the main material plane, the 'Ladder of Ascension' is about to restart again."
"Where did this news of yours come from?" asked the frogman ancestral spirit.
"There are also hags in the main material plane. I dug out my eyes and gave them to them to observe the movements of the main material plane for me." The old lady touched her sewn eyes: "Not long ago, the half-giant created
His artificial divinity was attacked, and his body left in the main material plane was captured by the hag I arranged. It was not easy to dig out this information.
Therefore, I guess that the news that Morgan Merlin possesses an artifact that changes the rules of the realm is also related to the fact that the half-giant is about to restart the 'Ladder of Ascension'. Morgan Merlin is probably planning to use the ancient forest to try to restart the 'Ladder of Ascension'
In an instant, we usurped dominance from the half-giant."
"So this is your idea? Are you planning to take this opportunity to usurp the power of the 'Ladder of Ascension'?" asked the frogman ancestral spirit.
The old lady asked back: "Don't the frogman ancestors have any idea about this? Even if it breaks free from the constraints of the 'ascending ladder', it is a good thing. If the frogman ancestors don't plan to participate, have you considered Qianmu?
matrix?
Those Kochi Golems have assembled an unprecedented large-scale Rubik's Cube fleet and an army of modrons, ready to launch an attack on the ancient forest at any time. When the group of constructs successfully takes over the power of the 'Ascending Ladder', the laws of order will envelope the entire Final Battlefield.
.By that time, the ancestral spirits of the frogmen may not even be able to retain the realm of Dream Swamp."
The frogman soldiers surrounding the frogman ancestor spirit made noisy frog sounds, and the twisting light patterns seemed to boil: "Similar words, you should have told Thousand Eyes Matrix, right?"
"That group of lonely spellweavers forced me to telepathically communicate with me. If I don't answer, they will bother me day and night." The old lady's laughter was not at all distressed: "I had no choice but to explain the situation to them.
I originally thought that hundreds of half-golems were going to come in. I have been so frightened these days that I can't sleep well. Fortunately, the frogman ancestors appeared in time and came to relieve me of the crisis."
"A waste of words and provocation," said the frogman ancestor spirit.
The old lady sighed: "I don't have the ability to control the frogman ancestral spirit, and I have no way to interfere with your choice."
"That's enough, let's put an end to these meaningless words." The frogman ancestral spirit trembled, and the surrounding frogman soldiers merged into his huge body, "Didn't you say there is a map of the ancient forest?
?Take it out!"
"That's actually not a map, but the scattered plane fragments on the eve of the ancient forest merging into the Final Battlefield." The old lady waved her hand, and an irregular-shaped gem appeared in the air. Listen to her explanation: "This kind of plane
The fragments retain the most original form of the ancient forest. Even if Morgan Merlin now occupies the ancient forest, it is impossible to completely wipe out the basic rules left by the king tree. Otherwise, the ancient forest would have long since left the final battlefield."
"And this is the key to the competition among various realms for the ancient forest?" asked the frogman ancestor spirit.
"That's right!" The old lady couldn't hide her excitement in her tone: "Using the plane fragments as a medium, the frogman ancestors can ignore the boundary rules of the ancient forest and exert their full strength."
"I want to ask something." said the frogman ancestor spirit: "Did you also provide such plane fragments to other realms?"
"Of course." The old lady said with great satisfaction: "Only these plane fragments can resist Morgan Merlin's Realm Rule Artifact. Only by finally mastering the Realm Rule Artifact can we usurp the 'Ladder of Ascension' in the future."
Advantage."
"Oh, so that's it." The tone of the frogman's ancestral spirit changed: "Then you can die now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in the lair suddenly changed. The walls of the originally artificially carved underground cave were covered with large groups of rotten cysts at some point, blocking all entrances and exits. These rotten cysts were thick and smelly.
, it also comes with strong acid and poison. Once broken, acid and poison will fill the lair space.
The hags, including the old lady, immediately understood that they had fallen into the trap of the frogman's ancestral spirit. While the two parties were communicating and talking, he quietly enveloped the entire lair with extraordinary divine power. The other party's move was obviously to kill the hags present on the spot.
, so that you can seize information and reduce your possible competitors in the future.
Seeing that the entrance and exit of the lair were blocked, some hags immediately activated teleportation spells. However, before they could dissuade them, those hags flashed out of the way and saw their lower half hanging on the dome of the lair.
"Don't teleport! The divine power of the frogmen's ancestral spirits will distort the teleportation direction!" When the old lady reminded her, she was shocked to realize that the crisis was coming, and the crow feathers all over her body shot out, shooting all over the frogman assassin who jumped out of the cyst at the rear.
Bloody holes in the body.
Some hags were attacked and assassinated by frogmen, triggering the spells on them, but then a powerful thunder and fire spell broke out in the small lair.
"What is twisted is not only the direction of transmission." The frogman ancestral spirit twists and light patterns spread all over the body, and the sound of frogs shakes the sky and earth, forming a strong resonance, impacting the hag with a real body in the lair, and even more topsy-turvy.
Dreams pour into the depths of the soul, and all kinds of indescribable scenes destroy the will.
The old lady didn't even have the time to say a word of scolding at this moment. Within the scope of the extraordinary divine power of the frogmen's ancestral spirits, any magical effects would be distorted, just like being in a wild magic area with no rules.
At the same time, countless foams emerged from the frogman ancestral spirits, and they turned into frogman soldiers when they landed. They poured into the lair in groups, croaking and screaming, and killed the hags, completely suppressing any chance of resistance with sheer numbers.
Just as the old lady was reeling, the dome of the lair suddenly collapsed. A nine-color ray of light converged into a sword, like towering peaks hanging upside down. It was unknown how many layers of labyrinth strata were drilled in a row, and a huge amount of earth and rocks collapsed and fell!
The glow of the Xiaguang sword took the lead, colliding with the twisting light patterns of the frogmen's ancestors silently, as if the extraordinary divine power like a dream was pierced by the sword's edge. To be more precise, it was the glow of the Xiaguang sword that had its own laws, and they learned from each other.
Grinding.
At the same time, dozens of blazing white thunder condensed like spears of light and shot down, without any distinction between targets, and bombarded the hag's lair wildly.
Faced with such an unexpected situation, the frogman ancestral spirit twisted light patterns all over its body to form a divine shield, blocking the collapse of the huge rock, and at the same time locked onto the plane fragment gems that were tumbling around in the chaos.
But the unknown figure above took action faster, with a wisp of silver light like the moon, gently cutting open the divine power shield, tearing out a gap, followed by the huge palm handprint pressing down, holding the plane fragment gem, upwards
fly away.
The ancestral spirit of the frogman activated the power of twisted magic, but found that it could not dispel this "grasping palm"-like spell. It can be seen that the person who cast the spell was not much worse than himself.
"Who is it?" The frogman's ancestral spirit looked up, and its extraordinary divine power surged upwards, directly turning all the fallen rocks into dust.
The smoke gradually dispersed, and Xuan Weizi was seen standing in the sky, holding a gem in his palm, and exclaimed: "Good, good, good, worthy of being the ancestral spirit of the frogmen. Only in the final battlefield can you show your true divine power. Compared with pretending to be in the main material plane
It would be more honorable for the heir to come by force."