The cracks in Annan's body shone with dazzling brilliance.

It's like a myriad of eyes.

But if you look closely, you can see that the crack is not flesh and blood, but an endless darkness that is completely empty and empty.

However, in this endless darkness, countless points of light can be seen flickering like fireflies, piercing light from the endless darkness.

The sky became overcast at breakneck speed, obscuring the early morning sun.

Under the dim sky, Annan gradually floated in the air.

From his cracked body, pieces of light burst out...... As Annan's body moved, these points of light also shook as if there was inertia, with some delay, giving people a strong sense of vertigo.

It was a glorious and sublime gesture of sacredness.

But players are discussing it from a different angle:

"—these wings are in the way......"

"-It's okay, just cover half of my ass, I feel very good!"

"—even barefoot! It would be better if I had long hair......"

"- Annan actually has a muscular ??? behind him"

"-Wait, does this count as copper?"

"—Hey, boys too?"

"-Of course!"

"—To be honest, the light makes me a little dizzy......"

"—The wings are positioned like succubi......"

"-Annan's whole body cracked and glowed, like a final boss who was about to burp in the next second......"

- Annan: I cracked .jpg"

- Annan: I can't get along with .jpg"

"—This is a wise angel, right? I remember that the wise angel has many eyes, and the seraphim has many wings. ”

"—but I remember that there was also a ...... that said that the hundred eyes were characteristic of angels."

"-The wise angel has no substance, and when it must appear, it should have four wings and four faces, and Annan has three faces less. As for the angel, before the fifth century, it was supposed to be a flaming wheel with countless eyeballs inside, representing the 'transporter of divine power'. ”

So the image of the angel is personified by the painters of the past? Like the boats, guns, food, and Pokémon that we have now? ”

"-Shut up, it's not the same thing!"

"-Wait, there's something weird mixed in there......"

"-Don't discuss the setting across worlds, there are no angels in the Misty World, right?"

"-I don't think so...... at the moment."

"-Wait, the building is crooked, isn't this the building that licks Annan?"

After this post appeared, everyone suddenly paused.

Then the atmosphere became harmonious again.

"—then I can."

"-Then I can +1"

"- I want to see what Annan looks like when he comes back......"

"—then I'll +1."

"-Then I'll +1+1."

……

In order to concentrate on dealing with the rotten man, Annan did not go to the forum.

Otherwise, he might smile kindly and give a week-long ban to a few of the extra happy dancers......

Today, Annan tries to remain calm and indifferent.

He took out the countless elven leather gloves that had not fully retracted the tiny tentacles and placed them on his hands.

The hammer was of little use to the rotper, but Annan still carried the kitchen knife in his waist satchel.

The rotten man just watched Annan's movements from afar, and asked softly, "Are you ready?" ”

In the face of Annan, who was delaying time, he was not anxious.

"—Yes."

Annan looked at the rotten man and said expressionlessly.

The moment his voice overlapped in the air.

The ice-blue pupils had completely condensed into gems.

Subtle silvery-white vertical pupils loom in it.

The thunder followed Annan's voice.

The next moment - a torrential rain of ice fell without warning!

Before the rain could land, it was soaked and frozen in white mist.

In the blink of an eye, it condensed into countless ice flowers that twisted upwards like crystal thorns.

This is the "ice rain" that can slow down the speed of thinking.

- This is Annan's soul-snatching spell, and his mind is like rain!

Originally, it was just used to transmit disability spells, but now that Annan's power has skyrocketed, the moment the raindrops fall is enough to build a new field.

And in the face of the streets that had been frozen in the blink of an eye, the rotten man did not panic in the slightest, or even did not move at all.

He just stood there with a gentle smile on his face, and gently raised his right hand as if in prayer.

With the rotten man making such a strange gesture.

From in front of Him to in front of Annan, the ice on the ground suddenly shattered at the same time!

Annan felt that he was being torn apart by an inexplicable invisible force, almost tearing himself in two, and a strong sense of threat suddenly emerged in his heart.

…… What is it?

His mind moved, and his whole body floated.

Without the need for two feet, it dragged the glow to the side at high speed like a phantom.

And as Annan moved, the ice on the ground shattered as he passed.

Annan raised his right hand slightly.

A wheel of frost took shape in his hands without chanting.

The hollow pattern on it is much more ornate and intricate than when Annan himself sang it. The details are more realistic, and even some signs of wear can be seen. It's not like an illusory wheel of light built by energy, but more like a resurrection of something that has been lost into the world......

Annan did not throw the wheel of light.

Instead, it swung sideways, slashing at the air behind him as if it were holding a blade wheel!

With a thudding crackling sound, some kind of brittle intangibles were shattered by Annan.

The rotten man really turned the ice into something invisible—

But not waiting for Annan to breathe a sigh of relief.

Those transparent crystal shards suddenly appeared in front of him and froze in the air.

In the blink of an eye, they shine with dazzling brilliance.

Blades of light emerged from the crystal shards.

A few, a dozen, a dozen—

The sword of light that proliferated rapidly, the shell was all wrapped in a layer of ice in the next second.

After aiming at Annan, with a buzzing low sound, it turned into a stream of light and galloped!

Annan quickly retreated, swinging the wheel of light in his hand to shatter the ice sword. But the shattered ice sword turned into more prototypes of the sword of light—repeatedly, endlessly.

Salvatore's pupils shrank slightly.

This is...... Minimalist loop!

In transformation spells, the more complex the elements that build a cycle, the more powerful and uncontrollable they are in the end...... Vice versa.

But there is an exception here.

That's when two spells are cycled - the power is maxed out.

This is known as a minimalist cycle.

Also known as an absolutely uncontrollable cycle.

Because the "raw material" of transformation is the "product". In this way, it is possible to circulate indefinitely with a single catalyst without any intermediate media.

The Rotter first transformed ice into the "Invisible Pillar", a half-activated spatial rift that was used to cut off large objects or send small targets into designated space.

And then there's the "Blade of Light". A variety of blades composed of battle-minded lights that can spontaneously attack enemies and defend targets, and are the guardian mechanism of many mausoleums.

This cycle is not unbreakable. Just melt it when it transforms back into Ice again; Or fill the invisible pillar with a large amount of matter, and the transformation will be terminated.

However, the rotten man has coated the outer part of the Light Blade with a layer of ice to activate the minimalist cycle...... This will enable the infinite proliferation of the "Blade of Light".

If you want to cut off the light, you must cut it along with the ice, and the ice that can be cut will become new light; If you want to melt the ice with fire, the nourished light can be separated into new ice, and an infinite loop can be realized......

Salvatore stared in amazement at the changing light and ice in the will of the rotten man.

…… This is the strength that a gold-level transformation wizard should have?

The only thing he wielded was the power of the Golden Order.

This is not the authority of the gods.

It's a very skillful transformation wizard - or rather, the real battle alchemy that only the "Great Sage" can use!