Chapter 116 The Soul Is Long Gone, and the Bones Cast the Throne (1)
There was a slight pain in the palm of the hand, and the man in red robe felt that something had taken a drop of his blood, and then it seemed that one-tenth of his magic power had also been sucked away. His eyes seemed to light up, and a question came to his mind, and the man in red robe had an idea and started He said: "If there is life, there will be death. Death is not the end, but the beginning of another life. The gods govern all things, and the dead must be under my jurisdiction. What about the gods?"
"The fire of the gods is immortal, the godhead is eternal, the gods are immortal, if the gods fall, they will lose their position and then extinguish their fire, and the soul will return to heaven and earth." Xiaowei passed the test of the seven-story pagoda. The research on gods is by no means comparable to ordinary people. He has his own understanding of the rise and fall of the origin of the gods, so he said something quickly, and the voice inevitably entered the ears of the man in red, who calmed down and imitated the speed of Xiaoweier's speech. The tone was repeated.
"Where there is life, there is death, where there is death, there is life, the unity of opposites of life and death, the cycle of destruction and rebirth, the intertwining and mixing of all things, what is the world and hell?"
Xiaowei heard the voice of the man in red, with a black line, I will go, this is a proposition, a taboo among taboos, "There is no eternal enemy between the world and the world, only eternal interests, and there is no god in the world. Fall, the world becomes stronger, the gods become stronger. Hell is the world, the world is not hell, if you can absorb nutrients to nourish yourself, the world and hell coexist, but those who learn from me live like me and die, and blindly imitating will only fall into the lower class. In the end, it will be assimilated and swallowed by the opponent.”
The red-robed man hesitated for a moment, and finally repeated his words exactly like Xiao Wei, and the silver-haired beauty beside him couldn't help but worry, is Lamod really dead? Being knocked down by the gods and shattering the divine fire, in principle, it should be impossible for him to still be alive. Maybe under the influence of the power of faith, he still has a trace of divinity, but it is absolutely impossible to resurrect, even if he It is the god of death, and he has mastered some of the laws of reincarnation of life and death.
Shimen shook for a while, the red-robed man's face dripped with cold sweat, but he was not attacked. Time seemed to stand still, and the pattern on the stone door became more vivid. The surrounding silence was terrifying. After a while, the red-robed man continued to speak. : "The weak and the strong eat the fittest to survive, the reincarnation of life and death is the strongest, and surrender to the strong is liberation? Is it destruction? Is it the beginning of a new evolution? Or a shortcut to detachment?"
This time, it was Xiaoweier's turn to be embarrassed. He seemed to know who Lamode was and what he thought. This guy is actually a god of death. It seems that he did a very immoral thing, that is, hooking up with hell Take it, and finally be destroyed by the gods. You bastard, you are actually talking to the gods at the moment, and you are still talking about it as an equal. This is simply unimaginable, but the arrow has to be sent on the string. If you fail, everyone may be finished.
"One move and one stillness is the natural way. It is better to seek others than to seek oneself. Based on one's own strengths and weaknesses, and constantly evolving so as not to get lost, it is respectable and respectable in the face of the strong, and one cannot surrender. Life and death depend on the enemy, liberation, destruction, and evolution are all possible, but there is no detachment." Xiaowei seems to have more respect for the emperor, he is an absolute powerhouse in this world, and already has the strength of detachment, but because of the world It can be said that the emperor is a powerhouse with half-step detachment, and his realm is definitely above the gods.
It’s just that the realm is the realm, and the real combat power needs to be considered comprehensively. The gods have the support of the kingdom of God and the laws of the world, and the power that can be exerted will be slightly higher than their actual realm. Of course, the premise is that in this world, if you leave this world Instead of improving their strength, they will be greatly weakened. This is the difference between gods and wizards, no, it should be said that the difference between gods and those who attribute great power to themselves.
"Boom!" The ground trembled violently, the stone gate was opened, and the red-robed man almost fell to the ground with a staggering stumble. Just now, his magic power was being continuously absorbed. A blood essence entered the entrance and turned into a warm current that flooded the whole body,
The red-robed man didn't notice that a trace of black light flashed away from the wound on his palm. Behind the stone gate is not the second floor, but a new hall. In the center of the wide hall is a huge altar, a huge altar of white bones.
The altar is divided into three layers, with three passages extending to the top. The white bones cover the entire hall. There are human beings, monsters, hell creatures, orcs, elves, dwarves, goblins, gnomes, and even giants. The bones of dragons and giants. Although thousands of years have passed, the powerful aura of the bones in the hall has not dissipated. These are tributes. The tributes offered by the believers to the god of death Ramode. The soul has long disappeared, and the bones cast the throne! The first floor of the altar is more than 300 meters long and wide. Except for the three bone bridges built with huge skeletons, the rest of the place is covered by a dense sea of corpses. Not to mention, you will feel creepy just by looking at it.
The second layer of the altar is round, with a height of ten feet and a diameter of nearly one hundred meters. The bones on this layer are more imposing. There are also some blood-stained extraordinary weapons, but most of them are broken weapons, including weapons from hell, and some Weapons belonging to giants, each weapon exudes an unusual breath and momentum.
The third layer of the altar is also circular, ten meters high and more than twenty meters in diameter. On the top is a table carved from white bones. On the table, there are a pair of boots, a boat and a mirror. It's just that the mirror and boots look a little illusory, only the boat looks simple and sturdy, the third floor is full of patterns, the gleaming white bones are like jade, and the wisps of blood permeate it, giving the red-robed man a kind of feeling. It's hard not to jump on the urge to absorb it all.
There is a stone tablet in front of the altar. The lines on it are a little blurry, but they can barely be recognized. The red-robed man and the silver-haired beauty are struggling to move forward under the pressure of the corpses of many powerful people. The soul nightmare world is at this time. It was broken, and the magic power of the red-robed man was also imprisoned. This is the test and the final test. No translation is needed. The two of them just got close to the stone tablet, and they got a message. The altar of death, whoever enters can get a treasure, there is no greed, and those who violate it will bear the consequences.
On the first floor of the altar, the two people suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies suddenly increased. It is not so easy for the body to be strengthened, especially harmless strengthening. As a vampire clan, the red-robed man can only improve with the purer and higher blood of the same clan. The enhancement of blood essence, except for advanced beasts or dragon blood, has little help to him. I didn’t expect that on this altar Since there is such a gain.