paladin in the abyss

The power of the gods of the abyss tens of thousands of years ago is definitely one of the best in terms of attack power in the pure pulse god system, but due to the special structure of the abyss, even in the most prosperous period, there were only thirteen.

There is no way to do this, the god of plunder and the god of war are easy to talk about, but it is a joke to want to appear such as the god of art, the god of love, the god of wealth... This is a joke in the abyss of disorder.Even if there is, which abyss species will believe it?

The latter has no faith, no matter how powerful the gods will fall, the number of places for ancient gods is limited, okay?

At that time, there were 138 dark gods who invaded hell! ! !

The thirteen gods of the abyss finally decided to hand over their ancient gods of the abyss and give them to Wei Xi, the most powerful god of time and space, to become the master of the abyss and become one with the abyss. The gods will also all fall, and then they will seize the godheads of the dark gods to restore them.

This idea is very feasible, because the abyss consciousness has approved this method.

It's a pity that the final news leaked, and the halfway ceremony was forcibly interrupted. All the dark gods arrived, and the outnumbered gods of the abyss fell one by one. Wei Xi was the most important object of attention among them. There are a total of 97 of them, many of whom are the god of death Abbendis and the god of destruction Ptolemy. The dying Wei Xi used his last strength to put all the godheads into the abyss tomb and left a prophecy .So died.

The prophecy is the stele that Turalyon and Eureka are looking at in front of them.

The tall obsidian material, with a diameter of about 800 meters, is as smooth as a mirror, without a word, but just approaching him within a kilometer, a few poems inexplicably popped up in his mind.

When the darkness hits the abyss, the red wings glorify the sky, and the last step is to step into the vitality.

When the scales of fate flow, the beacon of justice ends the disaster, all ghosts sing, and the kingly way opens.

At that time, the gates of space and time intersected, the evil hand of fate was about to move, dark stars floated, and heroic spirits were immortal.

When the truth emerges, the end of hope leads to destruction...

There was no second half of the last sentence, presumably the god had OVER before he could finish speaking.

Turalyon walked up to the stele with a serious expression and gloomy eyes, as if he had encountered a serious problem.

Eureka walked up to him, and looked at the rock lightly, thoughtfully.

Sivir came over, looked at Turalyon, and said, "The breeze here is poisonous, we must find a way out as soon as possible, you look so seriously, do you have any clues?"

Looking at the clear figure on the obsidian, Turalyon sighed, "I have a white hair."

"..." The mage narrowed his eyes.

The next second, a burst of powerful sound waves suddenly burst from the mage's mouth, as if bursting from the brain, and the severe pain spread to all limbs and bones in an instant. With a slight shake of Eureka's figure, he saw countless gentle breaths around him Surrounding, this indiscriminate attack was easily resolved.

Tsk, good guy, you can instantly cast the high-ranking undead spell Banshee's Howl, and this blow actually burned 30% of Turalyon's blood bars. You must know that Turalyon is a famous blood bull among knights. Notoriously resistant to beating.

Eureka's affection for the mage has greatly increased, and... this habit of fighting when there is a disagreement is very demeanor from his past.

Seeing this scene, Taglos was silent for a moment, and dismissed his intention to ask Eureka what he thought.

Turalyon, who healed his wounds with Holy Light, said helplessly to the mage, "Undead creatures like you can't understand the sorrow of human beings, just like what Eureka said back then: day doesn't understand the darkness of night."

My own time is passing slowly, but the elves have a long time, Aurelia, will you wait for me...

"Enough!" Eureka, who knew that she had made the other party feel a sense of crisis, gave him a disgusted look, "Do you think there is something wrong?"

"Yes," Turalyon said sternly, "The diameter of this stele was only 800 meters in my induction just now, and now it is 200 meters."

"The original stable mana fluctuation frequency is steadily increasing at a rate of 0.001%." Sivir is obviously also a data flow mage.

Eureka turned to look at the calm Taglos.

"The entrance is about to open." His answer was still concise.

"Where is the exit?" Sivir's voice had the hoarseness unique to the undead, but it had another kind of magnetism. He stared at him with blood red eyes, and said calmly, "The tomb of the abyss is only friendly to Naratel. In years, not one has left life alive."

"Any creature that enters here is determined by Wei Xi's will, including Naratel."

Xivir still wanted to ask more questions, but saw the red clouds in the sky, forming a huge vortex above the monument, and the warm sunlight projected from the center.

You must know that the eternal light source of the abyss is only magma.

Sunshine only appeared in the legends about the ground.

At this time, the endless warm breath seemed to be sensed, and it was extremely condensed around Youlica, and finally turned into a silver spar the size of a thumb,

It slowly fell into the hands of Eureka.

A detailed map is engraved on it.

However, there is a conclusion at the end.

Give it to your king, he will love you forever.

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