Chapter 463: Time Stands Still

"It's the most effective way to do it. Don't forget our oath that this continent is for us to protect together, and if you want to defeat the Divine Envoy, you have to use that, then the entire continent will cease to exist!" Gyllenhaal smiled slightly, and there was no pain on his face that his soul was ignited, but a smile of satisfaction, "And how could I be willing to let you and Vernon take such a big risk to fight the Divine Envoy?"

"But what's the point of protecting the continent of Eliat if you're gone?" asked Bishut with tears streaming down his face.

"You still don't understand. Maybe when you really understand, there will be hope that we will meet again. Gyllenhaal's voice was faint, apparently his soul had burned out.

"No, don't leave me behind, you irresponsible fellow!" rebuked Bischut with tears on his face.

"I'm sorry, Bischutte, but I miscalculated this time. Forgive me for being willful. Gyllenhaal stretched out his hand, as if to wipe the tears from Bischut's face, "If I had the opportunity to choose again, I would rather be an ordinary person." ”

"Don't!" as if sensing something, Bi Xiut screamed bitterly.

"Hmph, uh-huh! But you're too early to rejoice!, even if I die, I'll take the three of you with me!" Element's voice suddenly changed back to an oracle, and Bishut could clearly feel that the breath from Gyllenhaal had almost completely disappeared.

"Then let's die together!" Bi Xiute pounced on the divine envoy like a mad tiger, and at the same time, the aura on his body began to increase continuously, even Vernon could feel that the witch's realm had broken through again, and the air in the entire secret room seemed to suddenly freeze, and even the pillar of light composed of two divine powers began to become sluggish, returning to the form of two balls of light, spiraling in a difficult spiral.

"Lord Bischut, please wait!" Vernon suddenly noticed that an ever-changing text began to appear on the Holy Codex, and immediately shouted to stop him.

At this time, Bischut, who had become completely insane, could not hear Vernon's stop at all, mixed with fierce coercion, and was about to pounce on the divine envoy.

Vernon sighed helplessly, stroked the Codex according to the words that appeared on the Holy Codex, and shouted, "Time stands still!"

With Vernon's voice, the Holy Tome shuddered as if it were alive, and everything around it, including the ball of light composed of the two divine powers, stopped, and no one noticed that the small inner pages of the Holy Codex quietly disappeared with the activation of time standstill.

"Time stands still! Time stands still!" Although the oracle was also affected by the time standstill, he couldn't move, but he still directly transmitted his angry voice into Vernon's mind.

"Your greatest mistake, Your Divine Envoy, is that you should not covet the Holy Codex. Vernon sighed, and without waiting for the envoy to say another word, he gently brushed it on the golden codex, and the holy light on the golden code was magnificent, instantly enveloping the angel in it, along with the dark green smoke that had been lingering around the envoy and the ball of light composed of the two divine powers.

With Vernon's activation, time stood still, and a terrible scream came from the light, and dark green smoke writhed wildly in the light, trying to break free from the light.

After a few flickeres of holy light, it exploded with a bang, and the dark green smoke and divine power light balls also disappeared, leaving only the divine envoy curled up in a ball on the ground twitching incessantly.

With a thud, a silver mask suddenly appeared from mid-air and landed at Vernon's feet.

"Boy, you can actually use time magic?" asked Bishut, who had lost her target after the envoy was dealt with, and she asked with an unhappy face.

"You really think highly of me. This is entirely due to the sacred code that my teacher has passed down to me. Vernon lovingly stroked the cover of the Holy Codex, which had become a little darker, and said in a low voice.

"Do you mean that the Holy Codex already has self-awareness, has it evolved into an artifact?"

Through Gyllenhaal's connections, she used to study the Holy Law. In terms of material and function, the Holy Code undoubtedly has the qualifications of an artifact, but the biggest criterion for distinguishing an artifact from an ordinary treasure is that the artifact has self-awareness.

The sacred code that Bishut knew of obviously did not possess this ability, and could therefore only be regarded as a quasi-artifact. But if Vernon hadn't lied, and everything was an autonomous act of the Holy Code, then the Holy Code had undoubtedly evolved into a true artifact.

"It's not like that. Vernon smiled bitterly, he didn't want the Holy Code to evolve into a real artifact, but in fact, the last words on the Holy Code actually came from his teacher, Gyllenhaal. It was Gyllenhaal's last gift.

After Vernon finished speaking, he showed the last words that appeared on the sacred code to Bi Xiu, and after Bi Xiu finished reading it, his face showed an expression of sudden realization: "It turns out that there is such a secret hidden in the seven secret treasures of the Holy See! The Twelve Movements of Creation are really a good thing!"

"Unfortunately, we still have a long way to go before we can collect all the 12 movements of Genesis, and we may not be able to collect them all in our lifetime. Vernon was in a trance, and Gyllenhaal's message on the sacred code made it clear that the Twelve Movements of Creation were comparable to gods on the continent of Eliad, and the oracle spells under the Mithril Sanctuary had no effect on it at all.

In this case, except for the twelve movements of Genesis belonging to the Lord of Light, which have a clue, the movements of the other main gods have no clue at all.

"Boy, you're ambitious! but I like it!" Bischut nodded at Vernon, patted him on the shoulder, and after tearing open a spatial rift, he hurriedly slipped in, "The task of collecting the twelve movements of Genesis is up to you." I was reminded of something more important and urgent!"

"What could be more important than collecting the twelve movements of Genesis?" Vernon's puzzled eyes fell on Eliment, who had stopped twitching and seemed to be asleep, and his face showed a little realization, as if Bishut was on his way to find out why there were two gods. If this matter is not clarified, it will be even more difficult if such an emissary befalls Element.

Vernon leaned over and picked up the silver mask left behind by the divine envoy, and gently stroked it in his hand: "It turned out to be the Chalmers mask, teacher, I understand!"

Then he took the Eye of Light from Eliment's chest, played with it lightly in his hand, and said in an almost indiscernible voice: "The Bell of Light, the Holy Codex, the Eye of Light, and the Seven Treasures of the Chalmers Mask are four of the seven secret treasures, and there are still three things left to complete the twelve movements of creation belonging to the Lord of Light......