alliance of misthophoros

Chapter 65 2.60 The Tenth Waiter: Thunder
The past time appeared in front of Lan Lingxi's eyes like a flick of a finger.

Lan Lingxi watched the giant dragon in front of him slowly close his eyes, the trend of the mountains and rivers changed, and the giant dragon also turned into golden light, which was about to dissipate in the world, and the flowing golden sand was ethereal, moving along With the gurgling water that can't be seen to the end, it drifts down little by little.

"You're going to find her, aren't you?" Lan Lingxi unconsciously asked the light that was floating like smoke, but the golden smoke wouldn't answer her, because after all, it just happened on this land before. Stories about those souls.

Now all she sees are soul manifestations.

So even if she asked, the trembling golden dust and smoke just stubbornly flowed along the side of the stream.

"Even if you look for it, you can't find her." Lan Lingxi couldn't help but look at Jin Guang who was getting farther and farther away from her with emotion, her expression was full of emotion, "The world is so big, how long do you have to wait?" reincarnation."

Lan Lingxi recalled what the mountain god had said, that this dragon was already on the verge of becoming a great way, and could become a fairy by destroying its fleshy body. It just stayed stubbornly in the world, and would rather its body be eaten away. Ken leaves.

"Then why must the body be destroyed to cultivate the real Dao?" Lan Lingxi didn't practice these godly things, so she asked the mountain god curiously.

"To become a fairy, of course you have to be reborn, and you don't need a mortal body anymore." After the mountain god finished speaking, he slapped his flirtatious fan again, "You didn't follow this path, I just want to explain it to you, you don't have to. Take it too seriously."

"You people of the Yuling clan, just take good care of this mountain."

"Then we really, really can't get out of this mountain?" Lan Lingxi had an unspeakable emotion in her heart, full of yearning for the outside world.

Wuqi just leaned on the vines protruding from the lush branches and smiled.

[Outside the town of Kearney]

Mandela found that Safire was peeping at the horoscope again, which made him a little puzzled. In his previous life, he did not come to the horoscope so frequently.

Could it be that... Safir can freely enter and exit the horoscope?The moment Mandela came to this answer in his mind, he denied this conclusion. It felt very unlikely, after all, he was just a child.

Safir was lying on his side around the natal chart, his hair scattered, and a blue stone embedded in the natal chart was in his hand, with a dazed look on his face.

where is this place?
The top of the head is like a black and white spar, with black substances falling down, the dark moisture permeates the air, and the deepest part seems to be shining with red light, and the black substances are slowly mixed together, turning into a person silhouette of boy.

Mandela stepped forward with his hands in his pockets and a desolate atmosphere all over his body. As soon as he came here, he saw Safire's expression and thought: It may be the first time this kid came to this place consciously.

I think that when I came to this place, I had to grope for a long time before I realized what it was. His fate was very good, so even though Safir's original horoscope was very ordinary, with the help of the contract of God, the two Safir's fate will also change accordingly.

Mandela looked at the flashing blue light on the horoscope, and he knew why Safir came here. It was probably the artifact that pulled Safir to this place.

Thor is different from other gods, that guy only longs for endless power, so her artifact is very restless on Safir who has activated his horoscope.

Safir's elemental power is really worrying about the artifact.

Although the artifact chose Safir, if Safir did not desire power like its original owner, he would not be able to use it at all, and it would even make the artifact mediocre and lose its divine power.

The same is true of Mandela's magic weapon, so it's just right, let him use this to help Safire improve.

Mandela walked up to Safier and stretched out his hand to the lying Safier.

For suddenly appearing in such a place, and seeing Mandela LS Phil looking at Mandela's face, he stretched out his hand suspiciously, wondering if Mandela is in a state of a demon now, he was a little vigilant in his heart, "You Why are you here?"

"Because you are here." Mandela replied truthfully, then pulled Safier up, then turned his eyes to the flickering blue light under his feet, and said to Safier, "Try to respond it."

respond?

Safir was puzzled, he didn't hear any sound at this time.

Mandela stretched his hand and covered Safir's eyes with five fingers. He felt that it was impossible for the artifact to say something, "Let's feel it softly."

Safir's gaze was blocked by Mandela's hand. There was darkness in front of him for a moment, but there was more than what he could feel when he opened his eyes.

It was the sound of electric current, thunder, roaring... Amidst the chaotic sound, he heard the voice of a cold woman, just one word 'kill'.

When Mandela let go of his hand, everything around him changed.

It turned into a chaotic melee.

Thunder roared in the sky, and the clouds kept flashing zigzag white electric light, sometimes as bright as day and sometimes as dark as falling into an abyss, the fire above the earth was soaring into the sky, the raging fire was burning mercilessly, and the magma erupted from the ground, The wind is howling, and the hurricane is running around and blowing away.

The water and the sky are connected to form an endless curtain of waterfalls. For a while, it is impossible to tell whether it is the flood from the sky leaking, or the vast sea water pouring into the sky.

Thousands of creatures are howling and fighting, seeking no peace.

Mandela raised his eyebrows, yo, it turned out that he came to the time when Gods and Demons were fighting in ancient times. Looking at the scene, well, this is the last battle near his reign.

Countless thunderbolts hit every inch of the ground, and every bolt of lightning behind the thunder was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Safir looked at it for a while, his eyes were on the red, black and black mist intertwined with thunder light in the distance.

For a moment, the thunder light was like countless wandering dragons searching the black mist in the sky, and for a moment it suddenly exploded into countless light spots.The flames were blazing with teeth and claws, as if they were whipping and fighting tirelessly.

Black smoke billowed from the ground, gushing out from all over the place, and extremely weird creatures filled the sky and the earth, fighting, and the sound of various weapons interlacing and flesh and blood flying across made the whole world in chaos.

Here, there is no sky and no sun, except for thunder and flames, there is no sun, only a piece of chaos and killing, but after a moment of violent tremors on the earth.

The last fire light and thunder light were all swallowed up by the darkness.

Mandela smiled, as if admiring the artwork he had created. Looking at the scene at that time, I still feel refreshed now.

The faint snow particles scattered in the sky little by little, and then were gradually swallowed by the darkness and blood light. Safier couldn't help but hold the snow with both hands, and then slowly folded his hands together, as if protecting the world. The missing last light.

As if comforting, but also as if asking, Safire spoke.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Gently opened a gap with the closed hands, the light was extraordinarily bright in the dark, Safire stared at the light, looked at it, and was suddenly pulled into the light.

Mandela was also standing in the light, his whole body in black was particularly obvious, his face was innocent, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and he was not the one who caused it.

At the same time, Safir saw a woman with faint willow-leaf eyebrows, cool lips, and an independent indifference in her eyes, surrounded by thunder and lightning, so beautiful that people felt that even a glance would be a blasphemy to her, unlike ordinary delicate The women are different, women are using all their hard work to create a handful of artifacts.

The created artifacts fell on Safir's side one after another, and each sound was a huge roar, like thunder and lightning hitting the ground, which made people tremble with fear.All the artifacts seem to have been forged to be exquisitely loved by women. Jewelry, clothing and utensils are scattered all over the place, but they are majestic.

Lightning is so frightening, unlike wind that has a free and easy side, water that has a soft side, and fire that has a warm side, thunder and lightning are heavy, raging, violent, authoritative, and ruthless Crazy, paranoid, arrogant, the most symbolic existence of power.

Safir stared straight at the woman like this, as if he was looking up at an unreachable god.

It's just that the woman's eyes are full of disdain and aloofness, and her eyes are extremely focused. Except for the artifact, there is no emotion in her eyes, and she really turns her body into thunder and lightning.

Mandela said that he likes the eyes of this woman the most, and seeing it now still makes him very excited. The more pure, aloof, noble, stubborn, and righteous, the more he has the desire to destroy, just like Just as he destroyed Thor in the first place, he now wants to destroy Safir.

Then, there was a ray of incomprehensible emotion in the woman's eyes, that kind of pity, compassion, sadness... Various emotions were intertwined together, and finally turned into a sigh, a thunder that was even louder than before , slashed straight at the woman, thunderous.

In an instant, Safir's eyes were stung by the huge light generated by the thunder and lightning, and he was blind for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, there was only the leftover artifact of the woman beside him, and the thunder light flowed around him. woman.

A string of necklaces with purple gemstones, exuding a sense of quiet, calm and gorgeous, fell not far away, but it seemed to indicate infinite and mysterious power.

Safir's eyes were unconsciously attracted to the necklace.

"Want to get it?" Mandela asked Safire, standing aside.

When Safir heard Mandela's words, he also heard the voice of the woman, "Do you desire power?"

Two voices asked Safir at the same time.

Safir seemed to be infected by the catastrophe he saw just now, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Is this enough to stop the killing?"

Mandela whistled from the bottom of his heart, Wuhu, maybe this kid Safir took what happened just now as something that will happen in the future.

"What do you think you can do now?" Mandela asked back.

And the woman's icy and cold words sounded slightly and mysteriously, "This is my lifelong pursuit."

The woman's voice made Safire feel familiar, and when the woman spoke again, Safire also remembered that it was not the first time he had met the woman in front of him.

Such eyebrows, such expression...
"All the evils and injustices in the world are all wiped out in the roar of thunder and lightning!"

"kill!"

Even the sound is similar to that time.

Then the last sigh, that sigh, was for regret, because she was defeated in that battle; it was also for sadness, because the thunder and lightning did not penetrate the evil in the end, and she failed.

Safir stretched out his hand piously, as if catching the woman's long-cherished wish, "Then, let me inherit your will."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding artifacts screamed mightily, and lightning flashed out one after another. Soon, the necklace inlaid with purple jewels was shrouded in thick thunder.

The electric current was flowing around on the natal chart, and Safir was so controlled by the current and voltage that he couldn't move half a minute, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Then you have to make up your mind." Mandela said from the side, looking like he was watching the show, but his tone was very serious, "It's not that anyone can easily inherit the will of Thunder."

This is an invitation sent by the artifact to Safir, so Mandela is not affected much here, and the flowing current does not reach him, after all, it is all illusory.

Safir stretched out his hand little by little with pain all over his body, trying to touch the necklace forward, but he couldn't move and couldn't reach there.

"Let's go to the Elemental Continent, and challenge the Tower of Heavy Elements. Bet on fortunetelling, and issue orders to Thunder and Lightning." Mandela held his hands behind his back, like an old man.

(End of this chapter)