Chapter 571 Original Power

It is perfect to describe the spring offensive of the Mao Empire with the words "natural" and Miolic, who returned to the Holy City a few months ago, went on a war again, served as the head of the Northern Line Army of the Mao Empire, and launched the final war to unify the entire continent with Marshal Beeri.

The destruction of the Dark Moon Magic Legion caused the Elison Empire to lose a large number of magic elites. Although it took a year to recuperate, the enlisted magicians are far from being compared with the heyday of the empire. The chief magician of the palace, Niu Yinheim, was severely injured by Thor, and he still could not walk freely. The great magician Mike died in An Fei's hands, and the four giant pillars of the sky were gone, and the result of the war became inevitable.

In the center of Greenwich Island, there is a huge mountain of bones. Countless terrifying green flames kept spitting outwards in the gaps between bones. Hundreds of undead mages stood at the foot of the mountain, staring at the burned bones with panic eyes. Today's Minos is different from the past. Minos used to look very ordinary. If there is no fearful pressure, he is not much different from the tattered old skeleton. He is just wearing a robe outside, but today Minos is dressed in a grand dress.

He held a crystal-like bone staff in his hand, and was wearing a snow-white magic robe. The cloak he wore was as bright as blood, snow-white and blood-red, which made Minos more demonic out of thin air. Minos also wore a crown on his head, and seven half-fist-sized gray magic crystals were inlaid around the crown. In order to make this crown, Minos used all the magic crystals he had treasured, and even destroyed the worst-savvy ghost dragon. All this was just for a ceremony, a ceremony that had been waiting for a long time.

Minos slowly raised the bone staff in his hand, and the green flames became more and more vigorous. Countless bones made squeaking moans during the burning, but there were too many bones. When the sound was heard, it had already gathered into a series of sounds like overwhelming waves and swept around. Greenwich Island is not big but not small, and it is a hundred miles in radius. But standing anywhere in Greenwich Island, you can clearly hear the sound coming out.

Hundreds of necromancers were shaken to the point of being tilted, but Minos I, who was steadily ranked first in the continent, remained motionless. Every time his bone staff was raised, green flames gushed out, and even rolled hundreds of meters high. Straws of gray smoke and dust slowly rose up, passing through the white bone barrier covering the entire island, spreading in the air. The blue sky was gradually dyed grayish white, and the smoke and dust continued to spread outward. It rolled across the sea and finally rolled into the inland.

Gorman, who was ugly than Minos, was quietly looking at Susanna, his voice was low and slow, as if persuading, and as if warning: "Susanna. I have opened the elemental chain, but... you'd better not use this sword, never!"

Susanna's eyes fell on the mitral box that had already revealed its true face, and she remained silent for a long time. It seemed that she had not heard Gorman's words. The elemental chain that made the great alchemist Jacob feel difficult, but it was not difficult for the versatile Gorman to reach the peak in one aspect. Gorman's achievements are really shocking. Of course, this is inseparable from time. Ordinary people have at most a hundred years of life, while Gorman has lived for hundreds of years.

"The Legend of Blood Condenses too much resentment. As far as I know, everyone who picks up the Legend of Blood Condemns will eventually fall into a demon and even lose their minds." Gorman slowly added: "There are not many of the epic weapons that humans have that can harm the gods. The Legend of Blood Condemns is one of them. Hundreds of angels were swallowed by the Legend of Blood, which finally aroused the alertness of the gods. If... you pull out this sword, it is very likely that the gods will be alarmed, and the freedom we have will be destroyed by you. Susanna, remember, never use the Legend of Blood!"

"If An Fei and I have no future, will I care about forever?" Susanna smiled softly: "What's more, since you are so opposed, why are you willing to help me untie the elemental chain?"

"It is still unknown whether we have a future, but if you really use the Aria of Blood, we are destined to have no future!" Gorman sighed lightly: "As long as we can see a glimmer of hope, you must control your emotions. I think you should understand what I mean."

Susanna pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

Gorman wanted to say something, but suddenly turned his head to the east. A gray-white smoke and dust surged from the east, dyeing the entire sky gray-white. Gorman's body trembled slightly, and said word by word: "Finally... it began."

An Fei lay on the side of a blue lying cow stone in the center of the lake, his eyes closed slightly, and his mind was leisurely, like a shepherd resting in the afternoon. When the sky turned gray and a suffocating feeling was pressed down, An Fei frowned and waved his hand. A light breeze swept across the lake, causing countless ripples in the calm lake. Then the wind became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a huge tornado. The mushroom cap on the top of the tornado was rotating at an extremely fast speed, sucking all the gray and white smoke and dust rushing in, regaining the sky blue.

At this moment, An Fei looked very leisurely, but in fact it was not like this. He had been practicing hard for several months. He had read the scroll of redemption and saw the words describing the origin of the world. The world was originally a one, and various elements were born from the "one" and finally formed the whole world. After reading it, he had read it. An Fei did not put this thing in his heart, but after reading the experience left by Minos, he understood what that meant. When a person can merge the elements of each system together in an absolutely balanced manner, the "one" will reappear again. It is the power of the origin and the power of creation!

This is the difference between a saint and a peak strong man. The elemental power of the magic released by a great magician will always disappear quickly after a specific period of time, while the elemental power of the magic released by a saint with its original power will only gradually fade with the passage of time. Taking the earth wall technique as an example, the earth wall released by a great magician will exist for at most ten minutes, while the earth wall released by a saint is close to eternity. The earth wall will only weather under the erosion of time, but will never disappear out of thin air. At this stage of the saint, the saint is already close to the gods and has mastered some secrets. Although it is not a question of creating the world, it can at least change the true face of the world forever!

An Fei has extremely powerful mental power, and it is difficult for others to merge the elements of each system together in an absolutely balanced manner, but it is easy for him. Naturally, he has mastered the magic of each system. He has the seeds of light left by Slanberge in his body, and the dark sacred texts left by Yagor in his hand. The conditions for cultivation are complete. As for the undead magic, it is a magic division derived from life and does not belong to the first sequence element.

With Gorman's wisdom, he still couldn't see the essence of the tornado. Although An Fei was just a first glimpse, he was still far from fully mastering the original power. Just as a high-level magician could not understand the enlightenment of a great magician, he did not understand the original power at all, so naturally he could not distinguish it.

Gorman looked into the center of the lake from afar. After An Fei released his magic, he fell into a long sleep again. After waiting for a while, Gorman sighed again: "It seems that I am leaving by myself. Susanna, stay with An Fei, hope... you can have time."

The gray-white smoke and dust spread faster and faster. Located on the battlefield in the inner land of the Elisen Empire, the two sides of the fight felt the suffocating pressure and gradually escaped from the battle. In the center of the city, Elisen Empire's great magician Erelli was eating on the dining table. When the gray-white smoke and dust filled, he was startled, then he was delighted. He hurriedly swallowed the things in his mouth and was about to stand up, but suddenly grabbed his throat, because the food in his mouth suddenly turned into a slippery living thing. Before he could swallow it, he automatically drilled into his stomach, and then a cold breath came out from his chest and abdomen.

The great magician Erelli ranks second in the Elison Empire, second only to Niinheim. He has extremely rich combat experience, but he is only good at dealing with external enemies. As for how to control abnormalities in his body, he is a little helpless.

"Master Ereli, should we fight side by side with us for the future of the entire continent, or sacrifice for the Elison Empire, make a choice." A feminine voice sounded in Ereli's ears.

Ereley's expression became stiff. He looked around and said a few words in an extremely bitter tone: "Morgan..."

Over the past year, the Elisen Empire has not been idle and has mastered many secrets. The peak powerhouses on the continent must unite to fight Minos, Thor, Stig and others, of course, cannot escape. In fact, what Elisen is waiting for is this opportunity! As long as Thor, Stig, Jacob, Dog Mingzhe and others leave, the Elisen Empire will regain the magic advantage. As long as the plan is right, it can turn defeat into victory and defeat the attack of the Mao Empire!
Chapter completed!