"No response?"
"Something is indeed wrong!"
While Lucien was shocked, he had a feeling that he had seen it coming, as if the thing that he had been waiting for for a long time had finally happened. The last boot on the upper floor finally fell to the ground.
Without trying to summon or wasting any more time, Lucien made a quick decision and instructed the 'Lightning Angel' hiding in another bomb shelter to take action!
In case of an accident, he meant to prevent anything from happening to Ell!
The Ball of Destruction that seemed to be able to create nothingness was condensed. The two needle-like redness on Congus' white skull stared at Lucien and locked onto him, making him feel cold from the bottom of his heart.
Suddenly, another shadow flew out from the left rear of Congus. He had six wings on his back, surrounded by lightning and holy brilliance. Driving the remaining air of the divine domain, he seemed to be the master of the divine domain.
As a fake seraph, he was at the second level in the divine domain and could exercise part of the power on behalf of Ell!
There was no expression on Congus' white skull. The Ball of Destruction blinked and appeared next to Lucien. There was no telling when he cast the spell.
"Soul Confinement."
He had been wary that the master of the divine domain, who was close to level nine, would ambush him with the Congus Ring, which contained quite a few legendary spells!
"Soul …" An obscure voice that almost overlapped with Congus' spell echoed, and enormous magic waves surged out.
Congus had no time to look at the master of the divine domain who had been confined to the spot like a statue. He discovered, in shock, that Lucien was wearing a weird black ring on his right hand. It looked so familiar.
"He has just advanced into the senior rank. How can his cognitive world have been substantialized?"
"How is it possible?"
At this moment, Congus had the illusion that his soul and his cognitive world were collapsing. It was completely against his common sense!
"… Confinement!" After the weird words, Lucien's spiritual power flooded into the Congus Ring incessantly like a river that had just broken a dam. The moment the Destructive Magic Ball hit, Trigger was activated, bringing him to the other side in a blink. Getting rid of the lock, he watched the ruins turn into the blackness of destruction.
Illusionary souls popped up around Congus and tried to crawl into his body with their tails. Immediately, the two red spots on Congus' face were frozen and stopped flashing. The zone of 'Time Stop' collapsed as a result. Natasha was back to normal. Then, without looking at Congus, she slashed her sword at a corner of the ruins.
Suddenly, slight magic waves spread out from the white skeleton that was enshrouded in souls. Congus disappeared and blinked to a corner not far away, getting rid of the illusionary souls that hadn't really crawled in yet. However, his forehead happened to be hit by 'Pale Justice'!
This was Lucien's estimation and arrangement based on the effect of 'Brief Teleportation'. When there was the holy aura of the divine domain in other places, the undead creatures' intuition was eighty percent likely to choose this place!
Congus, who was temporarily affected by 'Soul Confinement', did not have the ability to think. He could only count on his instincts!
A determined and gentle color popped up on the longsword, and two illusionary and terrifying gaps surrounded it. Congus' black cloak was suddenly separated, and the white skeleton fell apart. The white skull was split into three pieces, and it let out an earsplitting howl.
However, right then, the golden skull revolved on the spot, and the feeling of time and space being twisted enshrouded it.
By the time everything was settled, Congus was already gone, and Natasha was directly hit by the howl.
Despite the resistance of Pale Justice, she was blown away by the terrifying soundwaves and fell to the ground heavily. Blood flowed out of her mouth, indicating that she was heavily wounded.
"Chaotic Teleportation … I still failed to kill him. Legends are truly hard to kill." Lucien's spiritual power was almost exhausted. He barely had the strength to raise his hands. "Let's get out of here and get far away from here. Congus' capability has not really been damaged yet."
The main body of the Demigod-lich was the golden skull, and the skeleton was mainly used to stabilize part of the magic. It was not a big problem if it was lost. Therefore, Congus had at least kept 95% of his strength, and he would certainly vent his fury with legendary magic after he returned. Lucien, on the other hand, had run out of spiritual power, and Natasha had been heavily wounded. If they did not seize the opportunity to escape, there would be no other way out except to die together with the enemy.
Without saying anything, Natasha staggered to Lucien's side and helped him up, ready to leave Death Valley. Right now, the interval between the mysterious existence of the World of Souls losing control was getting longer and longer. If they escaped a thousand meters away before Congus returned, it would be impossible for him to find them as easily as before. They finally saw the hope of survival!
"Although I'm heavily wounded, I can still manage to maintain my speed. As long as Congus teleports further away, we will be safe." Natasha comforted Lucien in delight. In the meantime, she looked around warily. Without Lucien's reminder, she knew that something was wrong with Ell when she saw that it was the Angel of Lightning and Lightning who was standing there in a daze. She had to be careful of him.
Before the voice in the telepathic bond finished speaking, everything around them suddenly changed. The collapsed ruins stood up again, and the small city decorated with agate and jade looked as new as if it had just been yesterday. The pleasant hymns and light appeared again, decorating everything as if it was the real Mountain Paradise, except that those pure white souls and angels could no longer be seen.
Ell flew out of the "air-raid shelter". With an olive wreath, a white robe, and empty hands, he looked at Lucien and Natasha with a smile. "One of you has lost your spiritual power, and the other is heavily wounded and weak. You cannot resist even though you have a legendary ring and a longsword that is equal to legendary."
His aura was unpredictable and shocking, but Natasha was unwilling to wait to be killed. Gritting her teeth, she was about to attack with her sword.
At this moment, Lucien patted her arm secretly and said in the telepathic bond, "Wait a moment. There's still a chance. When the time comes, run as fast as you can and do not look back."
"You want to die together with me?" Natasha's voice was shivering.
Lucien smiled. "There's still a chance that I can survive. Over the past two days, the pieces of the mysterious existence in the World of Souls have been weakened a lot. Even if Alterna completely releases her control and attacks, there's still a chance that only my physical body will rot, and my soul will be hidden in the magic robe of the 'Immortal Throne'. Extraordinary items won't rot so easily. By then, I'll have to count on your help. It's not a big deal for a sorcerer to change his body. "
"But …" Natasha seemed to want to say something else, because it was just Lucien's own speculation. If the remaining power of the pieces exceeded his estimation, both the item and the soul would rot together.
"Say no more. This method is much more likely than you rushing forward desperately. Isn't it easy to decide which one to choose?" Lucien berated Natasha for her hesitation. "In my heart, you've always been a real Knight who can make decisions without feelings after weighing the pros and cons. Don't let me down."
Seeing the rare seriousness on Lucien's handsome face, Natasha bit her lips hard and nodded hard. Her silver and purple eyes were covered in mist. Then, she slightly stepped back and stood on Lucien's right side firmly.
The conversation was completed in the telepathic bond and did not take much time. At this moment, Ell floated not far away and looked at Lucien's left hand. "After I kill you, I'll have enough time to return to the World of Souls before the Demigod-lich arrives."
The World of Souls? Both Lucien and Natasha looked at him in shock.
Ell seemed to be enjoying the look. He burst into laughter. "Do you still not recognize me?"
Frozen black, white, and gray were protruding in his eyes.
"The mysterious existence of the World of Souls? You … "Lucien was surprised at first. Then he looked at his left hand. No wonder it was so weak. Most of it had escaped to Ell's body?
Ell smiled. "Alterna's greatest mistake was that she didn't foresee that part of my main consciousness had been awakened in advance. So, she was entangled by the power that I took off. Before she completely absorbed it, she would've suffered a counterattack if she had been distracted and attacked. My body, on the other hand, is very good, and the power of faith is abundant, allowing me to recover to the ninth circle quickly. Even if I can't deal with the Demigod-lich, I can still deal with you."
"So, you can all go to hell." Ell summoned the power of the divine domain. The holy light was so dazzling that it did not conflict with the mysterious existence of the World of Souls at all.
Enhanced by the power of 'Mountain Paradise', Ell was enshrouded in the holy light, as if he were a real God of Truth.
Lucien's heart was heavy. He began to make an appointment with Natasha to run back. In the meantime, he communicated with Alterna and asked her to take the risk.
Suddenly, the hymns and praises became thousands of times louder, making Lucien and Natasha feel that their souls were cleansed. Ell, however, was frozen where he was, unable to move at all. He was still emitting the holy light.
"What's wrong with him?" Lucien asked in confusion.
Natasha shook her head in confusion.
"Hehe. We've finally come to this point." A familiar voice came from the entrance of Death Valley. Francis, in a plain robe, walked in slowly with six illusionary white wings. He looked at 'Ell' passionately, as if he were appreciating a piece of art that he had just finished.
Natasha narrowed her eyes. "Francis, what have you done?"
Francis seemed to be overjoyed, and Lucien and Natasha were not capable of threatening him at this moment. Therefore, he said rather proudly, "According to different prayers, faith is gathered and divinity is sublimated. About that, 'Leviathan', you should already know."
"You know?" Lucien did not expect that Francis would recognize him.
Francis chuckled. "I didn't notice it, but it doesn't mean that all the existences can't. I didn't know it until I was heavily wounded by you a few days ago."
After that, he continued the previous topic, "However, divinity is the gathering of countless beliefs. It represents different souls and their strongest desires. How can ordinary creatures bear it? Like Ell, Avando, Asin, Antanas, and other false gods are influenced by divinity. They become more and more stubborn, more and more extreme, and crazier and crazier. There must be countless people shouting in their heads, driving them. Therefore, for false gods, the higher they go, the more power of faith they gather, and the crazier and more dangerous they become. Few false gods can become legendary. "
"But what does that have to do with what you've done?" Lucien asked in confusion. Francis was as calm as ever, as if he did not know that Demigod-lich was coming back.
"Oh, I'm getting off topic." Francis looked at Ell respectfully and said, "If a false god has the doctrines, priesthoods, rituals, and prayers of the Lord, and the believers worship him as an omniscient and omnipotent being similar to the Lord, do you think that his divinity will become more and more like the Lord?"
"You call yourself the Lord? What you are doing is blasphemy against the Lord!" Natasha accused him angrily.
Francis burst into laughter. "How can it be blasphemy? When his divinity becomes more and more like the Lord, what do you think will happen? "
Before Lucien and Natasha replied, he turned around and bowed to Ell, saying piously, "You are one and all; you are the beginning and the end; you are the moment and the eternity."
Boom. The last step of the ritual seemed to have been completed. Infinite holy light burst out of Ell's body, suppressing the mysterious existence of the World of Souls inside his body. In the sky, ethereal hymns echoed, and an enormous, illusionary light cluster appeared out of nowhere. It was divided into seven layers. From the first to the fifth, there were holy spirits, angels, all kinds of musical instruments, joy, and peace. Above the sixth layer, there were six flashing seraphs worshipping the indescribable light of the seventh layer.
"Mountain Paradise …" Natasha shook her head in disbelief.
Lucien's eyes, on the other hand, were slightly dazed.
As if he had been greatly attracted, Ell was more and more synchronized with the brilliance of the seventh floor. Then, he flew up, bringing the main consciousness of the mysterious existence of the World of Souls to the infinite brilliance of an angel that was crouching below his feet.
Francis said crazily, "How can such an idiotic false god under the influence of divinity resist the assimilation of the almighty Lord?"
"It's the Lord that I've been worshipping and preaching. How can it be blasphemy?"
"May your path walk on the earth as it walks in your kingdom." Francis drew a cross in front of his chest devoutly.
There was only one voice in Lucien's head, however, that was shouting:
"Welcome to FM XXX Hotz. This is the God of Truth."
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