Mythological origin

Chapter 107 Death Time
"Okay, the test is over, let's call it a day."

Somewhat beyond Cuomo's expectation, Bai Mo actually said such words when the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing.

"Your other supernatural ability, the light of another world, seems not suitable for use in this kind of testing occasion.

And if you don't use the light of another world, and I don't use more than the seventh-order early stage power, then the battle between the two of us will be an extremely long war of attrition.

It is very possible to fight for another 30 years, 50 years, or even 100 years. "

"Am I right?"

"..."

Como's two great miracles, one is the endless magic net, which can provide almost endless blue bars, and the other is the light of the other world, which can connect to himself in the parallel world, and the output is ten times higher than usual.

Roughly speaking, it is ten times the firepower plus unlimited ammunition.

With the superposition of these two abilities, he is a true spirit wizard in the early seventh order, and he can even compete with the late seventh order.

The only problem is that the miraculous ability of the light of the other world has huge side effects behind it.

The essence of the light of another world is to second the power of the parallel world itself.

Borrowing must be repaid, and there will be a huge loss in transferring it.

Every time he borrowed ten times the firepower for 1 minute, he would be in a weak state where he could not do anything for almost a month afterwards.

Therefore, unless it is a battle that he must win, Cuomo generally will not use the light of the other world.

The last time he used the Light of the Otherworld was decades ago, when he fought Kirkov. After that battle, he was also forced to hide for a full ten years because of the side effects of the Light of the Otherworld. Only dare to take the lead.

Cuomo listened and nodded.

He reappeared in human form, and at the same time stopped the meteor shower.

Even he, a reformer, can use black magic to leverage endless dark energy into his body. As the pioneer of primitive black magic, it is expected that Bai Mo will have a similar path.

If you don't use the big self-mutilation move, the two sides will be facing each other for decades.

According to Cuomo, the Hall of Mirrors 2.0 is not a completely virtual world, half-truths and half-falseness are its essence.

He had a hunch that if he used the self-mutilation ult on this trial ground, the sequelae would definitely return to the real world.

And even if he uses the bonus of the light of the other world, it will be difficult to defeat the opponent within a few days.

After using the light of the other world for a few days, he is afraid that it will take two to three hundred years to recover, and when it recovers, the grass on the tomb may even grow into a grassland.

……

"It's all over so soon?"

After Cuomo confirmed that the test was over, he found that the time around him seemed to start to reverse.

The other monks who disappeared without a trace began to reappear in the extreme distance, and then quickly approached him.

After a few breaths, everything returned to before the test.

Even everyone's positions have not changed, and no one has been injured.

The battle that just happened seemed like a dream.

"After 15 minutes, the battle just now was real."

Cuomo glanced at the time.

"The following is your test performance."

Bai Mo said in a tone of testing AI.

“59万六千120人里面, 有27万一千300人坚持不到5分钟, 21万人在5分钟到10分钟的区间, 十万零100人在10分钟到15分钟的区间，另外一万四千720人坚持到了15分钟测试结束……”

"..."

Every time the "coach" Bai Mo reported a set of data, a large group of people bowed their heads and remained silent.

It is said that they just persisted for less than 5 minutes, but in fact many of them were given seconds by the first move.

"Combining your general strength and the strength of Flesh and Flesh Tianhe, I roughly synthesized a data sheet."

"Ding Ding, you have received a file."

At the same time, the terminals of all the people on the scene sent out a prompt tone.

Chen Xi clicked on the file, and the first line made her very angry.

"According to the test results, it is estimated that you will die on the eighth day of the No.80 invasion of Flesh and Flesh Tianhe..."

"I'm indeed not strong at the sixth level, but I'm not going to die so quickly."

She endured unhappiness and read on, and found that the following was an estimate of how many humans died every day.

Five days from No.20 of the invasion, the empire will have the first fifth-rank noble to die in battle.

Five days to No.60, the first nobleman of the sixth rank will die in battle.

After 360 five days, the population of the empire will be only 30.00% of the current five.

After 730 days, the population of the empire will be only 15.00% of the current population.

……

Most people are not in a good mood when they get their "transcripts".

After all, this thing is essentially his own death notice.

The invasion of Flesh and Flesh Tianhe is only two or thirty years away from now.

"Only five days after the No.20 invasion, will the first noble sacrifice be sacrificed?"

While some people are feeling down, some people feel that something is wrong.

"The full manifestation of Flesh and Flesh Galaxy requires some preparation time. At the beginning, only descendants below the third level will appear, and the descendants that come out later will become stronger and stronger."

"That is to say, it's not because we can resist for so long, but because it takes time for the stronger monsters to come out..."

Chen Xi, who knew Bai Mo the best, deliberated on the word "Zi Ti" for a long time.

Others in the empire would call the things that come out of the Flesh and Flesh Galaxy monsters, but Bai Mo has always used the neutral word "zi body", which may mean that he has no hostility towards these things.

But thinking about it, Flesh and Flesh Tianhe is essentially an evil idea of ​​his, after all, it is his own idea...

……

"That's... the signal beacon of the empire?!!!"

In the midst of the wind and snow, in a certain giant palace made entirely of crystal clear objects, a certain beautiful woman with an expression as cold as everlasting ice showed a look of shock on her face.

The many maids standing by stood by saw the change in the master's expression on the jade bed, and their hearts were also filled with turmoil.

For more than 100 years, they have never seen the person on the jade bed whose expression has changed a bit.

No matter how big things happened inside or outside the palace, even if they were approached by several armies of enemies, the Snow Queen on the jade bed would always be that face that no one should get close to.

The woman stretched out her jade arms, with her palms facing the sky, and an endless chill began to rush towards her palms.

For a moment, even the wind and snow outside lost the momentum to howl.

The chill in her palm continued to gather and gradually turned into a blue flame.

At the same time, an object in the sky, whether it was a meteor or a streamer, flew across and landed right in front of her.

……

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"How could it be you?!"

PS: I wish 225, the disciplinary assistant and loyal book friend of this book, a happy birthday yesterday~ I originally thought about adding an update last night, but I have been muttering until now to finish it.

　Sorry for some bugs, it has been fixed now
　　
　
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