Ruin No. 003, in the twisted space!
The illusive black archangel, holding a bone sword, was frantically hacking at the Bone Church. Wherever the sword light passed, the space collapsed, revealing a void of darkness...
At this time, two figures stood out from the hiding place on the edge of the twisted square. They were Wright and Claudy.
Looking at the two dreamlike buildings in the distance, Claudius couldn't help but grab his blond hair and sighed: "This is the status that all priests dream of achieving, the power of the gods."
"The power of enchantment always comes with a price. There is an insurmountable natural chasm between humans and gods, but there are always a small number of people in the world who can ignore the natural chasm and easily reach this level."
"Are you bragging? He is your student now." Samir tilted his head and muttered sarcastically.
"Let's work first. I just used my spiritual power to detect the surroundings. There are actually three survivors here, but their condition is a bit strange. They should have been fatally injured, but now everything is intact."
Claudius said something, and immediately a scarlet flowing galaxy flashed in his hand. A pair of nearly invisible forces moved the galaxy, as if time was reversed. After a few seconds, the sleeping and unconscious figures of the three people were projected out of the reversed galaxy.
"Holy Son Karl, how could it be him?"
At a glance, Claudy saw Carl Holiday lying on the ground. He was the Holy Son carefully cultivated by the Hornavitch Church. The other two were also familiar faces. They were one of the few 3-star freshmen when testing their talents.
"Judging from the remaining spiritual power in the injured wound, it was an attack by a demigod-level priest. From the beginning to the present of the points battle, this area has been under my surveillance. No demigod-level priests have entered or exited on the way. I think maybe the demigod intruders were hiding in the ruins from the beginning. This just explains why Paklensu didn’t find all the intruders. At least the demigods wanted to hide and it would be difficult to find them in a short time. Its whereabouts, let alone a saint among them.”
"They have obviously suffered fatal injuries, but now their breath is very stable, their spiritual power has become stable, and there is no loss of control. Isn't this too incredible?"
Claudius carefully used his spiritual power to detect the bodies of the three people, but found no abnormalities at all. Logically speaking, even if he himself, as a land angel, could not resuscitate the dead.
"It was restored by the gods."
"God?"
Wright nodded as if he had expected it, and then turned his gaze towards Venusson van der Rohe, who was sitting on the bronze throne in the distance.
"In addition to the power of God that can turn decay into magic, even the King of Angels cannot do it. And now, is there any difference between him and the gods?"
"Weinersen van der Rohe, how... is this possible?"
Claudius and Samir turned their heads together, their brows knitting together as their thoughts whirled.
Because in their thinking concepts, the reason why God is called God is that compared with the weak body and soul of human beings, they are no longer equivalent in one dimension.
Human beings regard gods as ancient beings, like the blue sky and the sea, endless. God is the source of faith and the initial starting point of extraordinary power.
When the gods see human beings, they are just ants, not even ants, they can only be called dust. Those who try to see the true face of the gods will undoubtedly lose control and fall completely.
Because no god cares about the life and death of the dust or the direction of the dust.
"Claudy, if you can change your rotten thinking, you will understand a truth. It is recorded in the Crimson Pass that faith can prevent gods from going crazy and is an effective magic potion to restrain gods from going crazy. But have you ever thought about it? At the beginning of the fourth era, those wild gods without believers also showed special emotions towards humans. Do you think it is inconsistent? After all, gods will become crazy without a source of faith, and how can a madman show kindness to dust? ?”
"This...you mean..." Claudius's brows suddenly twitched, and he instinctively raised his left hand and pressed his head.
"It seems that I need to see a psychiatrist. This is a big deviation from my original understanding, and I need a psychiatrist to guide me."
"It's not that you need guidance, you just don't want to accept the facts. What you saw today is a verification of the results."
Just as Wright finished speaking, Claudius's deep blue and almost black eyes quickly regained their vitality, and his classical sculpture-like face became extremely serious. Even the blond hair on his head was shining. He felt that it had not happened for nearly a hundred years. The loose angelic blasphemous cards were clearly digested at this moment.
"It seems you are not truly corrupted yet."
As soon as Wright finished speaking, at this moment, the bone church made of flesh and blood shook violently several times, causing the entire space to tremble violently.
They immediately turned their attention again, only to find that most of the ancient stone spiers on both sides of the church had been cut off at some point. The phantom of the goddess hundreds of meters high was chopped down randomly by the black angel's bone sword. , seems even more illusory.
At this moment, the sticky, bloody head with dark green hair at the church door suddenly opened its mouth full of worms and eyes.
The next second, several exaggerated silver-white lightnings penetrated the deeply twisted sky, fell straight down, and struck at the Black Angel.
Cracks appeared in the entire closed and strange space. From the outside, it could be seen that there were blood-red eyes flashing in the endless void.
The Bone Church suddenly disappeared at this moment, leaving only a transparent and blurry spirit in its place. The latter was rapidly distorted by the space and was instantly annihilated.
It can be seen that this vector insect has stopped thinking about what dangers are lurking outside. It seizes the opportunity and begins to escape and get rid of the current situation.
For him, there is no way to continue fighting the madman opposite him. Escape is the only option. Even if he spends all his strength today, it will not be more terrifying than being caught and eaten by the opponent, and it is more difficult to choose!
"Wrong Taboo, Eye of the Indus!"
An ancient and indescribable sound came from the void, and the entire space instantly condensed, as if even the air had stagnated.
Immediately afterwards, a huge eye with the pattern of a sycamore tree appeared in the void. The twisting and blinking eyes were just above the head of the Bone Church. The church that had originally disappeared appeared in the field of vision again, and in the eye Under his gaze, it began to melt away bit by bit.
"It's over, the fight between gods..." Wright's black eyes flickered and he muttered normally.
He glanced around, raised the hand holding the golden cane, and pointed at it, and the Qiongyu Goddess cards flew out of the ground one after another and re-suspended next to the golden cane.
