strictlysupreme Chapter 548 The God of Light is Really Lucky Today
Chapter 548 The God of Light is Really Lucky Today
Chapter 548 The God of Light is Really Lucky Today
"Why didn't anyone inform me that we have a new colleague here?" Sha Jin looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
"Immortal Dragonborn?" Yan Qing was no less shocked than everyone else.
But at this moment, the dragon-born ether spirit was not what frightened him the most. He looked up at the sky, and his hand holding the sword was almost tense to the point of cramping.
Above the sky
Dawn came quietly, the sun was high in the snowy night, and from the eternal winter night, its clear and bright light stretched for thousands of miles.
The abundant black deer raised its head to look up at the sky. Wherever it stepped, peace and tranquility grew, and the cold wind began to be mixed with the most fragrant aroma of spring.
The two seem to melt the cold winter and bring back spring.
"You are one and you are everything." In the sacred and ethereal melody played by the element of light, everyone seemed to have returned to the mythical era in the ancient poems.
The cocoon of light, whose outlines were difficult to discern, gradually broke apart, as if tens of millions of people were praying together, praising the supreme great existence.
"You are the primordial light that was, is, and will be forever"
Countless rays of light bend and twist, weave and entwine, transforming into a giant tree supporting the heaven and earth in the universe.
The branches of the giant tree of light swayed, and then the tree split in the middle and fell to both sides, opening up a gate to the Kingdom of Light.
As if it was enraged or awakened, the dazzling light suddenly shrank and then exploded.
As countless feathers of light slowly fell, shining with the sacred realm of the starry sky, flaming meteors streaked across the sky, from the majestic light and holy sound.
A figure with six pure white wings on his back stood in the sky.
Behind him is the kingdom of heaven where day and night coexist. His platinum eyes, symbolizing divinity, reflect the brightly lit stadium below. He is an ancient deity who walked out of an eternal paradise.
"It doesn't matter if I can't use a human-attributed deck. Just let me become a god for fun."
The black dragon circled and danced, raising its head and roaring in the sky behind the God of Light. From beneath the mask and cloak, one slippery and evil tentacle after another extended out.
A raging tornado of flames roared, bringing destruction to all things in the world. Under the influence of the light element, the gray hair dyed by Simulated Star faded and turned white.
"It's not about life or death, it's not about ideals." He took out a huge sword burning with fire and pointed it at Yan Qing, staring at his reflection in the other's eyes, and said solemnly:
"Brahma's light is bestowed upon this body; heaven falls into the abyss, and the sword is drawn to save the world."
"Step forward, this is the inscription of salvation!"
"Let me transform myself into light and recreate the miracle of the paradise of the past!"
The rich black deer seemed to feel threatened, and the delicious food that was constantly accumulating strength was absorbed by the giant deer. The spotted dragon tentacles on its head completed their power accumulation and sprayed out golden light like thunder that could destroy everything in its path!
Su Lin raised his sword and said:
"Let there be light."
The Genesis of the Light of the Sword.
"grafting."
The Fool God Soldier grafted the area around where Su Lin released his power into the starry sky, so it had no effect on Beloberg.
But the company's interstellar spacecraft on standby in the starry sky saw a white sun with a breath of destruction and a heavy feeling blooming brightly in the universe.
"Zhulong, Guixu, Shiva's Karma Dance."
The chaotic elemental storm caused wind, rain and tsunamis, purple lightning kept falling, frenzy and flames danced wantonly, laughing in this world-shaking feast.
Every time the Tiankeng Dragon spits out an ancient note, it will trigger a world-destroying natural disaster.
But strangely, these attacks destroyed the other Ether Spirits but 'just happened' to get stuck at the bottom line of the HP of the Rich Giant Deer, giving the opponent the opportunity to recover again and again.
[Dear audience, is this really the Ethereum Front? ]
Zhongli looked at this scene, shook his head slightly, and applied a layer of protection to Beloberg.
"Emperor." Xiao came over hurriedly: "This thing..."
Zhongli looked back at Xiao, and saw that the ancient object in his hand was glowing with a faint milky white halo, and some light elements gradually gathered on the emerald green lines on it.
"This is?"
Just as Zhongli was about to reach out to touch it, the long silver plate slowly floated up, and the space around it began to crack and shrink.
Before he could react, it broke into two with a crack, and flew straight towards the sky and the stage where Klein was.
Like a meteor, it disappeared into the battlefield that was already shrouded in light.
"Is that our new colleague?" Sha Jin asked the other side of the phone.
"Do you think the Amber King and the God of Light are the same word?" Topa's voice came from the phone, but it sounded extremely serious: "That Ether Spirit is the Immortal Dragonborn. And this power..."
The undisguised divine power, like the sea and the prison, covered the entire planet. It could no longer be described as a strong man who had embarked on a journey of destiny.
"That's interesting~" Shajin looked at the scene where the other party pierced the head of the Rich Black Deer with a flaming sword and asked, "Do you think we can poach him? I have a feeling that he might be a good fit for the Strategic Investment Department."
"I don't have time to talk to you about this right now, I'm hanging up!" Topa pressed the microphone button irritably.
She changed her route and went straight to the best spot in the spectator stands, which was located at the highest point of the circular plaza and was a box where only specially invited guests could watch the game.
The moment you push the door open.
"What kind of people did you find to join the Ether Front?!"
"Dome."
"So who is Qiong?!"
"another me."
It was as if the anger bar was full.
Sanyueqi locked the neck of Xing, whose face showed no expression, and tried to interrogate him: "You are called Xing and he is called Qiong. You said he is another you, so will you also transform into that?"
"Not yet." Xing said.
Topa sighed helplessly and knocked on the door: "Excuse me."
"Oh no..." Sanyueqi glanced at Xing, loosened his arms, and laughed: "Director Topa, are you here to watch the game too?"
"If I were a spectator, I would definitely not want to move right now. Seeing this scene would be worth it even if I was dragged into the aftermath." Topa raised her hair and walked towards Xing with a smile. She looked at Varta Yang, who was leaning against the side with his glasses, with some curiosity:
"Mr. Walter, are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine." Walter Yang asked, "It's just that this power... you should have noticed it too. Is this why you came here?"
"It's just routine." Topa said competently, "At least we have to ensure the safety of the audience."
"The summoned God of Light is not a pure etheric spirit. If things go wrong, the reputation of the company hosting the event will be greatly affected."
"To be honest, it is true." Xing nodded in agreement.
Topa: “…”
March 7: “…”
Who do you think is the key person in this matter?
However, Topa did not have any aversion to this matter. On the contrary, because of Xing, she would soon get a salary increase and the possibility of promotion. Although the current situation was unexpected, the company was fully capable of coping with it.
With business spread across so many galaxies, what haven’t they seen?
"So, can you reveal a little information so that I can report to the higher-ups?" Topa asked, "For example, the envoy you know and bring to the Ether Front?"
"Who?" Visible confusion could be seen in Xing's eyes.
"Who else could it be?" Topa said helplessly.
"Which messenger?" Xing was a little embarrassed.
I have to say, if others saw Xing's expression, they would only find that the expression of this distressed girl was unexpectedly attractive.
Topa sighed and moved to the edge of the viewing platform. "Who do you think is the most like a Commander among these friends, or can achieve the same level as a Star God Commander?"
Xing followed the other party's line of sight and observed for a while, and happened to see the scene of the three gods crushing Yan Qing's Ether Spirit.
"It's all the same." Xing said.
San Yue Qi put her hands on her waist and asked with a squinting look: "Everything is the same?"
"No" Topa was stunned.
She suddenly saw that the etheric black dragon on the field had transformed into a human form.
It turned out to be the contestant named Lu!
"They all look like the envoy." Xing said.
Topa: “.”
Wait a mininute.
Something is wrong.
The dragonborns who can transform into full dragons are rare individuals with special qualifications. The number of dragonborns of the [Chiming Clan] of the Xianzhou Alliance who can do this can be counted on one hand.
She suddenly remembered the Zhongli player who had fought against Lu Benwei before, "What you said is very similar, could it be that these people..."
The whole room suddenly became quiet, totally out of tune with the noise and vibration from the outside world.
"They are all similar to the envoys." Xing said.
Just as Topa was about to speak, he saw a dark cloak appear on Klein's body on the competition field where no one was paying attention.
After he snapped his fingers, he and the contestant on the opposite side disappeared in front of everyone as if they were erased by an eraser.
Topa felt like she had forgotten something important, but she pressed the microphone and said according to her instinct:
"Everyone enters the highest state of alert, transfer to Diamond, seven-member board of directors"
Kingdom of God: Mysterious Realm
Here, the mechanismless gray fog rises and falls like the tide, some crimson stars twinkle in the haze, and elements of various eras blend together.
The scenes of reality and the spiritual world are mixed together, but they cannot interact with each other.
“I’ll help you recreate the projection of the Goddess of Light,” Klein said.
"Aren't we here to play the Ether Front?" Irena was slightly stunned, then she reacted: "Really?! Then I give up!"
In addition to the matter of the sick girl and Kallen, Klein once again felt the strange feeling that he was going to use his extraordinary abilities in such a place.
I can't figure it out
It just happened to unfold in this way.
He looked at the witch, whose face was obviously flushed and full of anticipation, and said, "The competition is a competition. After watching it, you have to give me the photos and delete all the backups."
Su Lin also had a photo of him and Lu Mingfei in his hand, so the existence of this photo didn't matter, and everyone was even in a disguised way.
The key lies in the chain reaction brought about by this photo. Lu Mingfei can die for his stupidity, and Su Lin can also get his own happiness.
but!
He, Zhou, cannot die because of this mouth and superstitious ideas about God.
Even if the other party will not really kill him, what awaits him must be the ultimate torture that can dig hell out with one's toes.
"Aren't you afraid that he will notice?" Irena looked around and asked curiously.
This is Klein's kingdom of God. You cannot see the outside world, but the senses of mysticism are divided separately.
"Do you know?" Klein glanced in the direction of the guy who was trying his best to create a big scene, and said calmly:
"People have no brains when they are pretending."
Especially now Su Lin is not in complete form.
Before he appeared on the stage, he used his blind and foolish authority to fool Su Lin just for the purpose of testing him. The effect was not very good, but all this was done in his own kingdom of God, and Su Lin's attention was on showing off.
Now is the best moment!
Without wasting any time, Klein put his hand into the air and tried to grab something.
The success rate of historical projection ability, in Eastern terms, is related to good causes and good results, but when explained in a Western way, to put it bluntly, it is actually positively correlated with interpersonal sociology.
After just one pluck, Klein felt his hand sink. However, he did not pull it out immediately. Instead, he spoke some irrelevant words, which seemed to distract him from his nervous and excited nature:
"Honestly, she's prettier than you. If we use modern classification, she's at the pinnacle of abstinence."
"Okay, let me use the life of the Lord and my life as a guarantee, summon..."
"The goddess of light of Beloberg!"
Some of the collected divine power of light flowed into the projection, and through deception and the erroneous authority leveraged by the Source Castle, the historical projection that could only replicate the appearance but not the authority of light was perfectly reproduced.
Under Irena's expectant gaze, Klein concentrated and pulled outward.
Without any surprise, a perfect girl appeared in front of them, wearing a classical robe woven from light particles, with a dull look that added a touch of inorganic ethereality, and long hair as dark as the night.
Surrounded by the holy light, her temperament is sacred and inviolable, and any disrespectful thoughts seem like blasphemy.
The concept of beauty is brought to its extreme in this moment, which is more surprising than a photo, like a flawless work of art.
Without hesitation, Irena crumpled up the piece of extra-dimensional space that she carried with her and stored photos, and handed it to Klein like a piece of discarded paper. She also returned the original photo of Lu Mingfei to him.
She was stunned for a while, with a clearly confused expression, sighing from time to time, looking around, and no one knew what she was thinking.
“Don’t do it.” Klein warned.
"It won't hurt to touch it." Irena stopped her right hand which was about to touch her face.
Klein nodded slightly.
But the next second, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, because the witch lady opposite him held him in her arms like a puppet.
"About the same weight as me?" Irena said, "I think he's a little shorter than her, too."
After all, when you come out of the City of Disaster, some details will change.
Klein shook his head and tried to cancel the historical projection. He was beginning to feel anxious. That was enough.
He twirled his cane and then stabbed it into the gray mist-filled void. "How about I consider this battle on the ether front as my victory, and use it as a fine for your careless touching?"
The collapse of the kingdom of God will dissipate at the same time as the projection of the Goddess of Light.
Irena let go of her hand and took out the ether coin regretfully: "You said it was a competition, so let's just leave it alone, or give me the photo."
Klein said sincerely, “The result is the same.”
Just as he was about to take out the ether coin, he suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly snapped his fingers again.
"."
The spirit worms on Klein's face began to emerge. He looked in front of Irena, and the holy existence was still there.
Why didn't the projection disappear? !
A sword light fell, and along with the black deer's head being cut off, Su Lin walked out from the smoke and dust, came in front of Yan Qing, and stretched out his hand to draw out a flying sword.
He raised his right hand and aimed it at the starry night that appeared after the dark clouds dispersed. The starlight was reflected on the mirror-like sword.
"Not bad." Su Lin nodded with satisfaction, "I'm lucky today."
On the back of the right hand, a spot of cherry red shattered.
(End of this chapter)