"No response?"
"Sure enough, it's weird!"
Lucian was shocked and had a feeling that he had expected it, as if something he had been waiting for for a long time had finally happened, and the remaining boot upstairs finally landed.
Without trying to call again, without wasting any more time, Lucian made a quick decision and instructed the "Thunder and Lightning Angel" hiding in another air-raid shelter to take action!
"Prevent accidents" is to prevent problems with El!
The orb of destruction, which seemed to create nothingness, condensed and formed, and the two needle-like red rays on Congers' white skull stared at Lucian, locking him firmly and causing a chill to rise from his heart.
Suddenly, another figure flew out from the left rear of Kongus, with six wings behind him, wrapped around thunder and lightning and holy light, driving the residual aura of the divine domain, just like he was the master of the divine domain.
As an impostor seraph, he is a second-level being within the divine realm and can exercise some authority in place of El!
Congers' white skull couldn't see the expression, the destruction orb flashed and appeared beside Lucian, and he recited the spell at some point:
"Soul confinement."
He had been guarding against the Lord of the Divine Realm, who was close to the ninth level, using the "Ring of Congers" to sneak attack him, and there were several legendary magics on it!
The "Soul ......" almost overlapped with the sound of the Congers spell, and a huge wave of magic emerged.
Congus had no time to look at the "Lord of the Divine Realm" who was imprisoned in place like a stone statue, and was shocked to find that Lucian was wearing a black monster ring on his right hand, which looked so familiar.
"He has just been promoted to a high level, how can he recognize the substantive world?"
"How is that possible!"
At this moment, Congers had an illusion of his soul collapsing and his cognitive world collapsing, which was completely contrary to his common sense!
「…… Imprisonment!" At the end of the strange words, Lucian's spiritual power was like a long river bursting into the "Ring of Congers", and the moment the orb of destruction hit, the trigger was activated, taking him to the other side, getting rid of the lock, and watching the ruins turn into the "black" of destruction.
Illusory souls appeared around Congers, dragging their little tails to try to get into his body, and suddenly, the two red needles on Congers' face froze there, without any flickering, and the area of "time stopped" disintegrated, and Natasha returned to normal, and then, without looking at Congers, she swung her sword and slashed at a corner of the ruins.
Suddenly, a slight magic fluctuation came from the white bone shelf wrapped in souls, and Congers disappeared in place, flashing to a corner not far away, getting rid of those illusory souls that had not really penetrated yet, but his forehead was just welcoming "pale justice"!
This is Lucian's estimate and arrangement based on the effect of "Short Teleportation", when there is a holy aura of the divine domain in other places, the intuition of the undead is 80% likely to choose this place!
And Congers, who was temporarily affected by the "imprisoned soul", has no ability to think and can only rely on instinct!
A firm and gentle color appeared on the long sword, two illusory and terrifying gaps wrapped around it, Congers' black cloak suddenly parted, the white bone rack fell apart, the white skull cracked into three pieces, and a sharp and piercing howl came out of his mouth.
But at this moment, the golden skull spun in place, and the feeling of space-time distortion enveloped it.
By the time everything calmed down, Congers was gone, and Natasha was directly impacted by the howl.
Even with pale justice resisting, she was blown away by the terrifying sound waves and fell heavily to the ground, blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth, and she was seriously injured.
"Chaos Teleport...... I still couldn't kill him, the legend is really hard to kill." Lucian's mental strength was almost exhausted, and he barely had the strength to raise his hand, "Get out of here, stay away, Kongus's strength has not yet been compromised in the true sense."
The main body of the demigod lich is the golden skull, the skeleton shelf is mainly used to constant part of the magic, and the loss is not a big problem, therefore, the current Congers still has at least 95% of his strength, and after returning, he must use legendary magic to vent his anger, and his mental power has been exhausted, and Natasha has also been seriously injured.
Natasha didn't say much, she staggered to Lucian's side and helped him up, ready to leave the Valley of Death, now the interval between the mysterious existence of the necromancer and the loss of control has become longer and longer, before Congers returns, fleeing a thousand meters away, he doesn't want 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 could barely maintain my speed, as long as Congers teleported a little farther, we would be safe." Natasha comforted Lucian with some joy, and at the same time, she looked around warily, without Lucian's reminder, seeing the thunder angel standing there, she understood that something was wrong with El and needed to be careful of him.
Before the words fell in the spiritual connection, everything around suddenly changed drastically, the collapsed ruins stood up again, the small city decorated with agate jasper was as new as yesterday, and the beautiful chants and pervasive light appeared again, embellishing everything like a real paradise mountain, except for those white souls and angels that could no longer be seen.
El flew out of the "bomb shelter", wearing an olive wreath, wearing a white robe, with empty slender hands, smiling at Lucian and Natasha, who was standing at an angle with the long sword: "One of you has no mental strength, and the other is seriously injured and weak, even if you hold the legendary ring and this legendary long sword, you don't have any ability to resist."
His aura was ethereal and shocking, but Natasha refused to hold back, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she was about to swing her sword to attack.
At this time, Lucian secretly patted her arm and said in the psychic connection: "Wait a little longer, there is still a chance, when the time comes, you run hard to the back, don't look back."
"Do you want to die together?" Natasha's voice trembled a little.
Lucian smiled and said, "There is still hope for survival. In the past two days, the fragments of the mysterious existence of the necromancer have been weakened a lot, even if Aetna completely lets go of control and attacks, I still have a certain hope that only the body will decay, and the soul can be hidden in the magic robe of the 'Immortal Throne', and the transcendent items are not so easy to decay. At that time, I will have to rely on your help, and 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 Lucian's own inference, and if the power of the fragments exceeded his expectations, it would rot along with the items and souls.
"Don't say it anymore, this method is much bigger than your desperate hope, isn't it easy to judge which one to choose?" Lucian scolded Natasha's hesitation, "In my heart, you have always been a heroic and dashing knight, a true knight who can make decisions without emotions after weighing it, don't let me down."
Seeing the rare severity on Lucian's handsome face, Natasha bit her lip and nodded vigorously, her clear silver-purple eyes covered with a layer of fog, and then, she stepped back a little and stood firmly on Lucian's right hand.
At this time, El floated not far away, looked at Lucian's left hand and said, "After killing you, I have enough time to return to the Necromancer before the demigod lich arrives."
Necromancer? Lucian and Natasha both looked at him in astonishment.
Elle seemed to enjoy this gaze and laughed: "Can't you still recognize who I am?"
Each of His eyes was highlighted by a solidified black, white, and gray.
"Mysterious existence in the necromancer world? You ......" Lucian was surprised at first, and then looked at his left hand, no wonder it was so weak, the largest part secretly escaped to El's body?
El smiled and said: "Etna's biggest mistake was that I didn't expect that I had awakened part of my subjective consciousness in advance, so I was entangled by the power I took off, and before I completely absorbed it, if I was distracted and attacked, I would suffer backlash, and my body is very good, and the power of faith is also very abundant, so I quickly recovered to the level of the Nine Rings.
"So, you all go to death." El mobilized the power of the divine realm, and the holy light was extremely dazzling, and under the physical isolation, they actually had no conflict with the mysterious beings of the necromancer world.
Under the blessing of this "Heavenly Mountain" power, His body is surrounded by holy light, like the true God of truth.
Lucian's heart sank and he began to agree with Natasha on a time to run backwards, while communicating with Etna to let him take the risk.
Suddenly, the hymns and praises became tens of millions of times louder, making both Lucian and Natasha feel that their souls were washed, while El remained still, unable to move, still maintaining a scene of holy light.
"What's wrong with him?" Lucian 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 Valley of Death, and Francis, dressed in a plain robe, walked in slowly with six illusory white wings, looking at "El" with a fanatical expression, as if admiring a work of art he had just completed.
Natasha's eyes froze: "Francis, what the hell did you do?"
Francis seemed to be very happy, and Lucian and Natasha did not have the ability to threaten him at this time, so they said quite proudly: "According to different prayers, faith converges and sublimates divinity, about this, 'Leviathan' you should already know."
"You know?" Lucian didn't expect Francis to recognize him.
Francis laughed: "I didn't see it, but it doesn't mean that all beings can't see it, I only found out after I was seriously injured by you a few days ago."
After saying that, he continued the previous topic: "But divinity is the convergence of countless beliefs, representing different souls, representing their strongest desires, how can ordinary creatures bear it? False gods such as El, Afandor, Asin, Annatans, etc. are influenced by divinity, so they become more and more stubborn, more and more extreme, and more and more crazy.
"But what does this have to do with what you do?" Lucian saw that Francis was calm and composed, as if he didn't know that there were still demigod lichs coming back, so he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, that's off topic." Francis looked at El with respect, "If a false god has the Lord's doctrine, priesthood, rituals, and prayers, and believers worship Him completely as an omniscient and omnipotent being similar to the Lord, do you say, will His divinity become more and more like the Lord?"
"You still call yourself the Lord, and what you are doing is completely blaspheming the Lord!" Natasha angrily accused.
Francis laughed: "How can it be blasphemy? What do you think will happen when His divinity becomes more and more like the Lord?"
Before Lucian and Natasha could answer, he turned around, saluted El, and said reverently: "You are one and ten thousand; It is both the beginning and the end; It is an instant and an eternity."
Boom, as if completing the last step of the ritual, endless holy light erupted from El's body, firmly suppressing the mysterious existence of the necromancer in his body, and in the sky, an ethereal and ethereal chant sounded, a huge, illusory light mass appeared inexplicably, it was divided into seven layers, the first to the fifth floor had the Holy Spirit and angels, various musical instruments, joy and tranquility, and above the sixth floor, there were six seraphim with flickering light and shadow, they worshiped the indescribable light on the seventh layer.
"Heaven Mountain......" Natasha shook her head in disbelief.
Lucian's eyes became slightly dazed.
As if under great traction, El became more and more synchronized with the light of the seventh layer, more and more similar, and then he flew up, with the subject consciousness of the mysterious existence of the necromancer world, and cast the immeasurable light of an angel crawling under his feet.
Francis said with a crazy face: "How can this kind of idiot and hypocrite influenced by divinity resist the assimilation of the supreme lord."
"I have always worshipped the Lord, and I have been preaching the Lord, so how can it be considered blasphemy?"
"May your word walk on the earth as it walks in your kingdom." Francis reverently draws a cross on his chest, short at the top and bottom, and long on the left and right!
And Lucian had only one voice shouting in his mind:
"Welcome FM XXX Holtz, this is the God of Truth."
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