Throne of Magical Arcana

"No response?"

"It's really weird!"

In addition to Lucien's astonishment, he had a feeling of anticipation, as if something he had been waiting for for a long time finally happened, and the remaining boot upstairs finally fell to the ground.

Without trying to call again, without wasting any more time, Lucien made a decisive decision and instructed the "Thunder Angel" who was hiding in another air-raid shelter to do it!

"Preventing accidents" is to prevent problems in El!

The destructive ball that seemed to be able to create nothingness was condensed into shape, and the two needle-like red lights on the white skull of Congus stared at Lucien, locking him firmly, making him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, another figure flew out from the left rear of Congus. There were six wings on his back, entwined with lightning and holy light, driving the remaining aura of God's Domain, as if he was the master of God's Domain.

As a fake Seraphim, he exists at the second level in God's Domain, and can exercise part of the authority in place of El!

Congus couldn't see the expression on his white skull, and the sphere of destruction appeared beside Lucien in a flash, and he didn't know when he recited the spell:

"Soul imprisonment."

He has been guarding against the Lord of God's Domain who is close to the ninth level to attack him with the "Ring of Congers", which has several legendary magics!

"Soul..." The difficult and awkward voice that almost overlapped with the sound of Congers' incantation followed, and a huge wave of magic emerged.

Congus had no time to look at the "Lord of God's Domain" who was imprisoned in place like a stone statue, and was shocked to find that Lucien was wearing a black and strange ring on his right hand, which looked so familiar.

"He has only been promoted to a higher level, how can he perceive the world as a material?"

"How can it be!"

At this moment, Congus had a hallucination of the collapse of his soul and the collapse of his cognitive world, which completely violated his common sense!

"... Imprisonment!" The weird words ended, and Lucien's mental power poured into the "Ring of Congus" like a long river breaking its embankment, and at the moment when the destruction ball hit, the trigger The technique was activated, and he flashed to the other side with him, got rid of the lock, and watched the ruins turn into a "black" of destruction.

A series of illusory souls emerged around Kangus, dragging their tails and trying to penetrate into his body. Immediately, two red needle lights froze on Kangus' face, without any flickering, the area where "time stopped" It also collapsed because of this, and Natasha returned to normal. Then, without even looking at Congus, she swung her sword and slashed towards a corner of the ruins.

Suddenly, there was a slight magical fluctuation on the white bone frame wrapped by the soul, and Congus disappeared in place, flashed to a corner not far away, and got rid of the illusory souls that hadn't really penetrated, but his forehead was just right. Meet "Pale Justice"!

This is the estimation and arrangement made by Lucien based on the effect of "short teleportation". When the holy aura of God's Domain exists in other places, the intuition of the undead creature has an 80% chance of choosing this place!

Congers, who was temporarily affected by the "imprisoned soul", has no thinking ability and can only rely on instinct!

A firm and gentle color appeared on the long sword, and two illusory and terrifying gaps wrapped around it. Congers' black cloak was suddenly separated, and the white bone frame fell apart. Howling.

But at this moment, the golden skull spun in situ, and the feeling of time and space distortion enveloped it.

When everything subsided, Congus had disappeared, and Natasha was directly impacted by the howling.

Even with pale justice resisting, she was thrown flying by the terrifying sound waves, fell heavily to the ground, with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and was seriously injured.

"Chaotic teleportation... still can't kill him, the legend is really hard to kill." Lucien's mental power was almost exhausted, and he could barely raise his hand. There are real losses."

The main body of the demilich is the golden skull, and the skull frame is mainly used to maintain part of the magic. It is not a big problem if it is lost. Therefore, the current Kangus still retains at least 95% of his strength. After returning, he must have vented his anger with legendary magic, and his mental strength was exhausted, and Natasha was also seriously injured. If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to escape, there would be no other way out except for the method of almost dying together.

Natasha didn't say much, she staggered to Lucien's side to help him up, and was about to leave the Death Valley. Now the interval between the mysterious out-of-control of the Necromancer Realm was getting longer and longer. Before Congus returned, the escaped When he was a thousand meters away, he wouldn't be able to find the two of them as easily as before. This can be regarded as a real hope of survival!

"Although I was seriously injured, I can barely maintain the speed. As long as Congus teleports a little farther, we will be safe." Natasha comforted Lucien with some joy, and at the same time, looked around warily, not Lucien needed to remind her that when she saw the Angel of Thunder standing there, she knew something was wrong with El and she needed to be careful with him.

Before the voice of the soul connection fell, everything around suddenly changed drastically, the collapsed ruins stood up again, the small city decorated with agate and jasper was brand new like yesterday, and the beautiful chant and pervasive light reappeared, embellishing everything like a real mountain of heaven, Except that I can no longer see those white souls and angels.

El flew out from the "air-raid shelter", wearing an olive wreath, wearing a white robe, empty slender hands, smiling at Lucien and Natasha with a long sword slanted: "One of you has no spiritual power, one Seriously injured and weak, even with the legendary ring and this legendary long sword, he has no ability to resist."

His aura was erratic and shocking, but Natasha refused to sit still, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she was about to attack with her sword.

At this time, Lucien patted her arm secretly, and said in the telepathic connection: "Wait a little longer, there is still a chance. When the time comes, run as hard as you can and don't look back."

"You want to die together?" Natasha's voice trembled.

Lucien smiled and said: "There is still a certain hope of surviving. In the past two days, the fragments of the mysterious existence of the undead world have been weakened a lot. Even if Aitna completely let go of the control and attack, I still have a certain hope that it is only the body. Corruption, the soul can be hidden in the 'Immortal Throne' magic robe, supernatural items are not so easy to decay. At that time, I will have to rely on your help, it is not a big deal for a magician to change his body."

"But..." Natasha seemed to want to say something more, because this was just Lucien's own inference. If the remaining power of the fragments exceeded his expectation, the items and souls would decay together.

"Don't say any more, this method is much better than your hope of rushing forward and desperately. Isn't it easy to judge which one to choose?" Lucien scolded Natasha's hesitation, "In my heart, you have always been heroic. A true knight who makes decisions without emotion, don't let me down."

Seeing the rare sternness appearing on Lucien's handsome face, Natasha bit her lips tightly, nodded vigorously, her clear silver-purple eyes were covered with mist, then, she stepped back a little, firmly stood on the right side of Lucien.

This series of conversations was completed in the telepathic connection, and it didn't take much time. At this time, El was floating not far away, looking at Lucien's left hand and saying: "I have enough time to kill you all." Return to the Necrosphere before the demilich arrives."

Undead world? Both Lucien and Natasha looked at him in astonishment.

El seemed to enjoy this gaze, and laughed loudly: "Can't you recognize who I am?"

There is a solid black, white and gray highlight in each of His eyes.

"Mysterious existence in the Necromancer world? You..." Lucien was surprised at first, and then looked at his left hand. No wonder it was so weak, and the biggest part escaped to El's body secretly?

El smiled and said: "Etna's biggest mistake is that I didn't expect that I had already awakened part of the main body consciousness in advance, so I was entangled by the power I took off. Before it is completely absorbed, if you distract the attack, you will suffer backlash , and my body is very good, and the power of faith is also very abundant, which allowed me to quickly recover to the level of the nine rings. If I can't deal with the demigod lich, can't I still deal with you now?"

"So, you all go to die." El mobilized the power of God's Domain, and the holy light was extremely dazzling. Under the isolation of the body, they had no conflict with the mysterious existence of the Necromancer World.

Under the blessing of this "Heaven Mountain" power, he is surrounded by holy light, just like the real god of truth.

Lucien's heart sank, and he began to make an appointment with Natasha on the time to run back, and at the same time communicated with Aitna, asking her to take a risk.

Suddenly, the chant and praise became a million times louder, making both Lucien and Natasha feel that their hearts were washed, but El stayed where he was, unable to move, still maintaining a holy light scene.

"What's wrong with him?" Lucien said to himself a little puzzled.

Natasha shook her head blankly.

"Hehe, it's finally come to this point." A familiar voice came from the entrance of the Death Valley, and Francis, who was wearing a plain robe and six illusory white wings, walked in slowly, looking at "El" fanatically, It's like admiring a piece of art that I just finished.

Natasha stared: "Francis, what did you do?"

Francis seemed to be very happy, and Lucien and Natasha did not have the ability to threaten him at this time, so they were quite proud: "According to different prayers, beliefs converge, and divinity is sublimated. Regarding this,' Leviathan ' You should have known."

"You know?" Lucien didn't expect Francis to recognize him.

Francis laughed: "I didn't see it, but it doesn't mean that all existences can't see it. I only found out after I was seriously injured by you a few days ago."

After finishing speaking, he continued the previous topic: "However, divinity is the gathering of countless beliefs, representing different souls and their strongest desires. How can ordinary creatures be able to bear it? Like El, Afando Pseudo-gods such as Axin, Anantanth, etc. are influenced by divinity, and thus become more and more stubborn, extreme, and crazy. There should be countless people in their minds who are constantly shouting and driving him So, for false gods, the more you go up, the more power of faith gathers, the crazier and more dangerous, very few false gods can be promoted to legend."

"But what does this have to do with what you did?" Seeing that Francis was calm and composed, as if he didn't know that there was still a demilich coming back, Lucien asked suspiciously.

"Oh, that's off topic." Francis looked at El with respect and said, "If a false god has the teachings, priesthood, rituals, and prayers of the Lord, and the believers completely worship him as an omniscient and omnipotent existence similar to the Lord, Do you think His divinity will become more and more like the Lord?"

"You still claim to be the Lord, what you do is completely blaspheming the Lord!" Natasha accused out of anger.

Francis laughed loudly: "How could it be blasphemy? When His divinity becomes more and more like the Lord, what do you think will happen?"

Before Lucien and Natasha could answer, he turned around, saluted El, and said reverently, "You are one and ten thousand; you are the beginning and the end; you are the moment and eternity."

Boom, it seems that the last step of the ceremony has been completed. Endless holy light erupted from El's body, firmly suppressing the mysterious existence of the undead world in his body, and an ethereal and elegant chant sounded in the sky, a huge, An illusory group of light emerges inexplicably. It is divided into seven layers. From the first to fifth layers, there are holy spirits and angels, various musical instruments, joy and peace. On the sixth layer, there are six seraphs with flickering lights and shadows. They worship the unspeakable light of the seventh layer.

"Paradise Mountain..." Natasha shook her head in disbelief.

Lucien's eyes became slightly dull.

As if under a huge traction, El and the light on the seventh floor became more and more synchronized and more and more alike, and then He flew up, carrying the main consciousness of the mysterious existence in the Necromancer world, crawling towards the feet with a code-holder The infinite light of the angel casts it.

Francis said frantically, "How can such an idiot false god influenced by divinity be able to resist the assimilation of the Supreme Lord."

"What I have been worshiping is the Lord, and what I have been proclaiming is the Lord, so how can it be considered blasphemy?"

"May your way be walked on the earth as it is in your country." Francis devoutly drew a cross on his chest, short up and down, long left and right!

And only one voice in Lucien's mind was shouting:

"Welcome to FM XXX Hotz, the god of truth here."

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