Chapter 915: Secretly Clashes
"The legend doesn't sound like anything special." Wen Wen raised his eyes, looked at Yuna in front of him and whispered, "Is there anything substantial?" β
Without giving a detailed explanation to Gentleness, Yuna continued to herself: "The darkness of a full moon night is rare, but it seems to happen once a year, and every time it comes, the elders of the clan will hide us juniors in a deep cellar and will not come out until dawn the next day...... At that time, the elders of the clan often said that there were some believers from hell who formed the Dezun Order, and all those who did not believe in the god of death would be thrown into the realm of nothingness to bear the thousands of pains. β
"A sense of dΓ©jΓ vu of a cult." Gentle nodded, "But these legends don't have much to do. β
"Actually...... Gentle sir, I don't think we need to be in a hurry. Abaddon said, suddenly glancing at the tragic battlefield around him, "So much has happened, even if the Dezun Order can endure it anymore, it is time to come out and show their faces, if they really haven't appeared yet, then there is information about them here, it's almost the same, right?" β
"That's right." Gently nodded, "Anyway, hurry up and rest and prepare for the next battle." β
When it was dark, everyone had a simple meal, and then they went back to their tents to rest, Magnus had wandered on this mountaintop snow field for more than ten years, and had long been accustomed to this kind of cold night, except for the rotating sentry, everyone quickly fell asleep, although the surrounding air was filled with a strong smell of blood, but still no one cared, everyone had exceeded the limit of their physical strength.
In addition to mild.
Diagara snored softly on the bed, and Gentleness beside the bed carefully studied the black-leather book he had been stuffed into his bag by the faint light of the candlelight.
Professor Povans didn't give much constructive advice, but it didn't mean that the things produced by the Order of Dezun were useless, he couldn't read the words on it, he could only study all the possible things over and over again, just when the long night was slowly fading away, and the gentle flipping of the book was a little boring, the surrounding environment suddenly appeared some quiet changes.
First of all, it was Diagara who was lying next to her who didn't know when she disappeared.
Secondly, the ice and snow land sprinkled with bright moonlight outside does not know when it turned into a turbid darkness.
Heaven and earth have no boundaries, and the tent where Wen Wen is like a small boat that has been thrown into the sea of the heterogeneous plane, and there is a danger of being destroyed at any time, and the darkness outside the door is surging with a terrifying aura that makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts, but Wen Wen has the experience of jumping to the Jiguang Katayu heteroplane with Lanaya before, so although he was a little surprised at this time, he was not so flustered.
The Lord has finally arrived.
Because the time spent in the tent was too boring, so just when Wen Wen was thinking about whether he should go to the darkness outside to die, a human figure with a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared outside his tent, and the dazzling golden light had to raise his hand to cover it even if it was gentle, but the golden figure did not seem to have the slightest malice, but still stretched out his right hand to Wen Wen, who was standing at the door of the tent.
It was a feeling of divine grace, a power of ode, and under the bath of this golden light, the whole body felt warm, and the indescribable comfort lingered in his heart, and this feeling of soaking in a hot spring made him take a long breath, and in this moment, he seemed to forget all his troubles, all his sorrows.
Unconsciously, he handed out his hand to the golden figure in front of him, and it felt as if he was in contact with a believer in the grace of the gods, with a strange kind of piety.
But at this moment, Wen Wen's ice-blue left eye opened suddenly, and a crystal blue flame suddenly burned from the body of the golden light figure, almost in the blink of an eye, this blue karmic fire with an icy aura covered the whole body of the golden light figure, accompanied by a cry that seemed to come from hell, and the golden light figure that was extremely holy a few seconds ago suddenly struggled frantically.
"Put on the cloak of a god, and think you can hide from all the eyes of this world? Sorry...... Even with a true god, I'm still a staunch 'atheist'. Wen Wen suddenly widened his eyes, and looked at the painful golden figure in front of him with a mocking face, "All demons and monsters are fragile paper tigers under the core values of socialist materialism, how can you escape the eyes of a socialist successor like me?!" How naΓ―ve! β
This time, Gentle said that he was very happy.
"Whoopββββ!!!"
The golden figure scorched by the ice blue flames didn't seem to speak, only let out some beastly cries, and Wen Wen didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, he had already figured out the truth about the space he was in now, this was not the world at all, it was the same as the space he had fought against Mi'er in the Night Watch Temple before, it was a pure spiritual world!
Although his mental power was seriously damaged, it was still like a shark entering water in this kind of place, and he was simply invincible.
"Humph!" Wen Wen stood up and snorted coldly, "I know you can feel my presence, but if you want to compete with me, I advise you to stand in front of me with dignity!" Playing with mental power? Excuse me...... I may be your ancestor! β
As the ice blue flame burned more and more, the golden light figure that was invincible before suddenly turned into a cloud of fly ash like a paper puppet, and the peace and comfort in the whole space also turned into an indescribable sense of resentment in an instant, but Gentle didn't care, and still manipulated his ice blue flame to burn everything away.
"Gentle, mild!"
As if the blisters wrapped around him suddenly burst, all the voices suddenly returned to this beautiful world, and Diagara's call made Wen Wen slowly open his eyes, his left eye flashed with an ice-blue rune circle, and there was a little fine sweat on his forehead.
"What's wrong with you?" Diagara had just woken up, her watery hair was slanted on one side, and her whole person had an indescribable sense of intellectual beauty, at this time she widened her eyes, looked at the gentleness in front of her with concern, and asked softly, "Are you okay?" β