His eyes were closed, and there was nothing but darkness in his head. Lucien, however, clearly sensed that his consciousness was rising higher and higher, like a bird that had been freed from its cage and a white mist that was trying to embrace the blue sky. He spread out and rose nonstop, looking down at the ground.
Under the siege of seven top legends, Lucien made such a poetic gesture without any defense. However, 'Hypocrisy', 'Pride', 'Greed', and the other primeval devils did not seize the opportunity to attack. Instead, they stared at Lucien gloomily, as if they were a world away from him!
His consciousness was higher and higher and gradually blurred. When Lucien was about to collapse, he suddenly felt that 'he' had hit something soft and invisible!
Boom!
Lucien immediately felt that his soul was shaking. His spiritual power seemed to have broken a certain shackle and spread out like a tide.
The gloomy sky, the dark red soil, the palace made of gold, the court in the style of the Kingdom of Holm, and the primeval devils such as' Pride ',' Hypocrisy ',' Loathing ', and' Indulgence 'were all' cracked ', like a mirror that had fallen to the hard ground.
Crack, crack, crack. Earsplitting noises echoed nonstop. The entire primeval hell turned into tiny pieces one after another. Behind the pieces, the void was a hazy world made of light in different colors, such as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.
Those illusionary lights were like threads that intertwined randomly. Now and then, the faces of human beings, dragons, and devils were highlighted. They were either disgusted, greedy, painful, or brimming with uncontrollable desires.
Such a colorful and illusionary world of negative feelings was boundless, but around Lucien, they collapsed into illusions that were almost real.
At the innermost part, where Lucien was standing, was a planet that was hilariously small. Its surface was blue and hazy. Below the planet was a city that was flying in midair. The magic tower rose so high that it almost touched the blue planet.
Below the City in the Sky was Aalto, the City of Psalms, and the Capital of Music.
All of this was not fixed. It was constantly changing, just like the fluctuating thoughts of the soul.
Lucien didn't try to explore the end of this' world '. Instead, he opened his eyes and looked back, only to see that outside the other gate of Aalto was the canyon that he came from before. It was so deep that he couldn't see the bottom of the canyon.
Within the gorge, the simple bronze door wasn't material any longer. It was illusory and hazy, and it gave others an otherworldly and untouchable feeling.
In front of the gate stood a young man in a black double-breasted suit. His face was handsome, but his eyes were lifeless. His expression looked like he was smiling but not smiling, crying but not crying, angry but not angry. His right hand was pressed firmly on the bronze gate that seemed to be untouchable!
This was Lucien himself!
However, this "Lucien" seemed to be connected with the bronze gate. They were both illusory, hazy, and otherworldly. It was difficult to touch or approach them.
"As expected, this is a place where negative emotions gather. It's also a door that leads to my heart. The Gate of Desire is also a door to my heart! " Lucien turned around in satisfaction and looked at the seven primeval devils that were still around. But this time, they were no longer in the appearance of Lucien but in the shape of a human being. They were emitting the most intense feelings of pain, greed, and jealousy.
Of course, this place was not just his heart but also his soul. Through touching the Gate of Desire, in the space that seemed to belong to this world but did not, it was coupled with the countless negative emotions that were gathered. Therefore, a bizarre primeval hell was projected. That was why the primeval hell that every explorer saw was different!
The real primeval hell, on the other hand, was exactly what he saw right now. His body was outside the door, and his soul was inside the door in a certain strange way, "exploring" his "heart".
The so-called primeval devils were the projections of the negative emotions in his heart that were magnified by the connection of the primeval hell outside. They could not be destroyed. Had it not been for the special nature of the Stellar Core, it wouldn't have been hidden here.
In most cases, Legendary champions had great control over their own minds, which was why the number of primeval devils was basically less than four. However, if there were special circumstances or if they were plotted against, there would be a situation where seven primeval devils would gather.
Therefore, the bigger one's heart was, the more brilliant the reality would be. Even the most unreasonable arcana could be revealed!
Hypocrisy, which was made of pure white light, asked again in a hoarse voice, "How did you know?"
Darkness was vaguely mixed at the bottom of its white light.
Lucien chuckled. "I'm not surprised that you can simulate the magic effects and all the spells on me. After all, all the negative emotions can be magnified in this place. You may be able to establish a certain connection with my heart that is represented by my soul.
"Although I don't know how to establish a connection for now, it's understandable and repeatable. I've seen it in other places. However, you can simulate the effect of 'Moon Timer', a top legendary item. You must know that even I can't do that. Even a top legendary who is adept at time and space cannot do that. How can you simulate it?
"Are there seven similar legendary items of time and space in the primeval hell? Are there seven souls who are more adept at time and space than I am?
"It might be possible if there were only one or two items, but you're too greedy. It's the common feature of all devils!"
His judgment seemed perfect, but Lucien knew very well that if he hadn't had such thoughts and speculations in advance, how could he have figured it out in such a short time?
"You're too arrogant. Why can't we?" 'Arrogance', which was twisted by gold and blood, roared. "You're just lucky!"
'Jealousy', which was deep in green, sneered. "Don't celebrate too early. What can you do even if you know it? You've really triggered the power of the primeval hell. You'll be corrupted by us sooner or later and become another lost soul! "
'Hypocrisy' also smiled coldly. "There's a primeval hell in everybody's heart, and there are seven primeval devils in everybody's heart. You can never get rid of us! Even if you can escape from this place right now, after what happened just now, we'll still be in your heart, tormenting and corrupting you in every second of your life. How long can you resist us? The final victory will belong to us! "
"I'll turn you into a monster of hatred that even you don't recognize right now!" 'Abomination', which was as red as fire, roared.
The seven primeval devils surrounded Lucien again, but this time, they seemed to have changed their way of attack. Thin threads in different colors extended from their bodies and connected to Lucien precisely and unstoppably!
Faced with their intimidation and attack, Lucien was not scared at all. Instead, he laughed and clapped his hands. "Well said. There's a primeval hell in everybody's heart, and there are seven primeval devils in everybody's heart. As far back as I can remember, I've been dealing with you a lot."
Well. The seven primeval devils were all stunned.
"I once heard a proverb. It tells us that we should only look at the actions that are shown and the real purpose of the actions, and we should never delve into the thoughts inside the person's heart when the action is made. If we don't do that, the world will be full of bad people!
"Because if we delve into the heart, everybody will have all kinds of dirty, despicable, and despicable thoughts." Lucien smiled in self-mockery. "I admit that I occasionally have some hideous fantasies, but in the end, they will never appear in this world, because I've defeated them!
"When I do everything, I have more or less selfish, vicious, despicable, and despicable thoughts in my heart. But in the end, they are suppressed and defeated by me, so that I can accomplish things with my own worldview, philosophy, and values."
As he spoke, Lucien became solemn. Looking at the seven primeval devils, he said, "My way of thinking and my beliefs have been gradually formed by defeating the primeval devils like you time and time again. Right now, today, will I still be scared of the losers who have been defeated by me countless times?"
While he talked, Lucien moved forward step by step. He seemed to have become unusually tall. No, it was the seven primeval devils who were much shorter and hunched!
After Lucien finished, Pride finally came back to itself and shouted angrily, "Too arrogant! Too arrogant! You defeated us before, but it doesn't mean that you can still do it now! Your attitude will be the source of your failure! "
Hypocrisy trembled violently. Idiot, you're clearly telling him how to defeat us!
Other than them, the other five primeval devils were still cowering.
… …
In a spacious underground hall at the bottom of the Bright Hall in the Holy City of Lance.
At the top of the hall was an old cross, which was full of the vicissitudes of time. Other than that, there were only many rusted candlesticks in the hall.
This was the first large-scale preaching center of the Saint Truth when it was secretly preached.
At this moment, the dim candles on the candlesticks were all on. Saint Kati, Saint Maria, Philibell, Astira, and the other Grand Cardinals were standing in every corner.
At the center of the hall, a weird three-dimensional pattern that was very different from the regular divine power circles and magic circles had been deployed. It looked like a collection of children's doodles.
In the weird magic circle, Benedict III, holding the platinum staff, was pacing back and forth, checking it nonstop. Saint Maria and the other Grand Cardinals were also carefully checking that they would not be sacrificed or swallowed after the magic circle was activated, in case they ended up like Harex, the Master of the Boundless Ocean.
"Are you ready?" Benedict III asked in an unsteady tone.
After making sure that everything was correct, Astira, Philibell, and the rest of them replied at the same time, "Yes, Your Holiness!"
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