The red crystal was thrown into the broken body of the Fire Spirit. Suddenly a melodious song sounded, slowly and low, suddenly melodious, stones and sky were shocked, the fire spirit seemed to be reborn, and the energy storm broke out inside, the light of life that made all things sprout, the wounds in the body completely healed, the momentum was gradually rising, and the dark red flames rolled upside down!
"This, this is impossible, the middle level of purple!" Yingling widened her eyes and said in horror. However, she had already rushed to the other side and had no time to hide, she was entangled by a fire snake. She screamed and pulled her to the burning flames.
It didn't even have time to release its best spiritual skills. It was originally fighting with the purpose of bullying, and had never considered that it would be killed by the other party, and it actually fell.
The dissipation of powerful living organisms makes people feel sad, and Edmund is also immersed in this sadness. Humans have been killing each other for a long time, and sometimes hatred makes people unable to help themselves and consume a lot of time and energy. But can the mind be liberated? Perhaps this is not the case.
The fused fire spirit dispersed and turned into three fire spirits again. Perhaps because of the key to Nebuchadnezzar, the fire spirit was promoted from the advanced level of the red level to the peak of the red level.
There are only a few red-level peak explorers in the whole world, but Edmund is a little confused because his blueprint has ended here.
"It seems that the world has begun to be confused by drawing a new blueprint." Edmund turned and left, the ground that was cut to pieces was slowly restored by a mysterious force, and the traces of the battle slowly disappeared.
Will reality and memories overlap? After Eve was expelled from the Garden of Eden, he had to endure the cold and heat of the world, the pain of childbirth, and the sweetness of the fruit of wisdom also became a beautiful memory. When she stood under the apple tree again to eat apples, will the sweet taste in her memory deteriorate due to the passage of time?
Of course, there will be no worry about tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, God's spoiling, and Satan's temptation, memories will become weak. The remaining beauty in the heart can no longer satisfy us. It can only serve as memories and exist rather than the fulfillment of the future that yearns for. People cannot step into the same river again, and memories are therefore precious. What controls us? What makes us feel that we exist relative to the macro? It is the trend of the times and the will of human beings.
However, personal thoughts are often controlled by temporary emotions, and the situation becomes uncontrollable.
Screaming because of sadness, the sadness in my heart finally comes out. In the empty and deserted places, there is often no interest in shouting, because the space is vast enough, which makes the heart feel powerless. No matter how loud the sound is, it will not cause the echo of nature, but instead consumes physical strength in vain. However, in the small space, the mind is so uncomfortable that it wants to run wild, tear the world apart, and rush out of the cage. However, what kind of power should be used to shake the hard walls? Where does this power come from? Fear tortures nerves and whips will. If you want to defeat us, loneliness and loneliness, you cannot rely on the power of the group. If you want to use the power of the group, you must follow the flow, unless you become the master of everyone, but you yearn for walking alone, not the master, and if you leave, you will be as graceful as a terrifying geese.
When there are many people, it is dirty, noisy, and there are few people and they feel lonely. It is like a porcupine herd in winter. If you want to squeeze together to keep warm, the thorns on your body hurt your companions.
What level should people stay at? How to approach the other person so that they will not be disliked or appear abrupt? Why do people be wary of everything strange things that are close to themselves? Why do people think contradictoryly about something? Why do there be love between the two sexes? This is the secretion of hormones or the communication of the soul. If it is the secretion of hormones, then the hormones that exist substances will affect the will of the spirit. If it is the communication of the soul, then how does the soul exist.
How to restrain temptation, how to refuse, how to not regret, how to get respect from others, how to satisfy yourself, how to be like the person you are jealous or yearning for, how to make girls fall in love with themselves, how to gain a foothold in the world, and feel upset in your heart, so you should shout because you are already confused, and tears can be vented, but then there will be more confusion and peace of mind, just like poisons to numb yourself, why should men refuse tears, because that will make themselves weak and contented in the status quo. The way to grief is to tighten your fists, you should look at the sun, and let yourself burn.
Finally, I fell asleep peacefully in my fatigue.
The turmoil on the mainland finally kicked off with the first purple-level spirit that fell.
After Edmund killed the purple-level ethereal spirit, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he was stunned for a while and looked around. He always felt a lingering danger in his heart.
"Edmund, long time no see. I remember the last time was more than ten years ago. When we won the championship in the Colt Cup, we were always companions." Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded, and then I started talking to myself, as if I were the ones I knew.
Edmund couldn't help but clenched his fists, and a nostalgic expression appeared on his face, "Bruno, has your bad voice not cured yet?"
"I like a hoarse tone, which makes the words appear rough. However, now is not the time to discuss this issue. You should know my purpose. The blueprint of the college ten years ago, the highest secret, was directly responsible for the Speaker, and the specific Bruno plan was carried out by you and me." The hoarse voice continued, but the owner of the voice did not appear. There was an uncontrollable anxiety in his tone, so that the voice was often short and urgent.
"Yes, you also know the ambition of the Speaker. In a peaceful era, he would never be willing to be a person who is content with his integrity, but he didn't expect that it was just ten years later, the mainland began to be in turmoil." Edmund sighed and continued: "Now the Sky Academy has been controlled by the God-Selected Ones, the highest levels of the Cross Council have probably become puppets, and the Bruno plan has become a piece of paper."
"So!" The hoarse voice suddenly became excited, "I will endure the infamy of betrayal and continue to stay in the Overseas Explorer Alliance with the label of bloody and cruelty? Then wouldn't I become a sinner, a dirty villain who was scolded? How would those historical documents record me? I will never allow this kind of thing to happen!"
"Are you crazy? Do you want to cooperate with the God-Selected Ones to carry out the Bruno plan? In that case, the people of the Overseas Explorer Alliance will be controlled by the God-Selected Ones, and there will be almost no hope of winning in this war!" Edmund was shocked.
"Human? What kind of thing is that? Such a big abstract concept sounds like 'sky' and 'earth'. I want to be slandered because of this thing? I want to bear the reputation for this illusory thing? Don't joke, I just want to ask you a question. Those who know this plan are only you and me, and perhaps the God-Selected Ones. They should have a way to read the memory of the Speaker. You want to stop me, right?" The hoarse voice suddenly became excited, with a high tail pitch, like hanging glass with broken porcelain pieces, which was extremely unpleasant.
"Listen to me, you have been very extreme since you were a child, and now this problem has not changed at all. When I was preparing to implement the Bruno plan, I told you privately not to ruin yourself for other people's ambitions, but you wishfully do something earth-shaking. What about now? If you don't listen to me, you will regret it again." Edmund was anxious. It was very difficult to try to communicate with an extreme person. They have their own strict logical system, and they often have strong self-esteem and are very resistant to changes from the outside world.
"Does yourself? You said I am destroying yourself? You don't understand at all! You, a coward who is content with the status quo, cannot communicate with you at all. It seems that you are preparing to stop me. This is an extremely unwise choice for you. You are forcing me to attack my past companions. By the way, my spirit has become purple and is very close to you. It is also called Yumier. In fact, no matter what you say, it will be useless. I have met the God-Selected One. When you were in Sky Academy a few months ago, I made up this decision. Therefore, for my dignity, you must die." The hoarse voice became cold and the master of the voice showed his true form.
Unbelievable, this is a kind-hearted young man wearing a navy windbreaker, gray robe and gray pants, which is very inconspicuous. He is about the same age as Edmund. He was once Edmund's partner at Sky Academy. The two of them joined forces and completed many tasks excellently. They are familiar with each other, and know each other is like knowing themselves.
He was not tall, nor did he look handsome and rough, but he was not the kind of person who was popular. His eyes were full of stubbornness, like a cow.
Behind him were three spirits, one of which was the peak of red-level electric spirit. The human figure was like a liquid transformed from yellow finance, flashing with a dark gold color with a deep luster. In his hand, a pair of ice-blue strands of forks were held, and lightning was brewing between the two spikes.
The second spirit is also the peak of the red level. The water spirit is responsible for healing and defense. It has a wave on its lower body, a narrow waist, a copper ring with ancient characters written on it, and a transparent water snake with its hands wrapped around it, and a coral crown on its head.
The third spirit is the frost giant Yumier, which is as high as three or four floors. Its body is composed of ice and stones. Its body is covered with orifices that can spew out cold poison. Its eyes are blue-gray vortexes, as if it can capture the soul, and its purple-level primary level!
"I know that the third elder Salinas will definitely lose, but his life and death have nothing to do with me. You have used up all the means to deal with the purple-level ethereal spirit. Now, how should you resist me, the purple-level spirit?" A honest person is often stubborn, and it is difficult to understand.
Edmund was not a person who was good at expressing himself in words. His former companions had murderous intentions and could not do nothing.
"What a pity," he said slowly. "Since you can prove your dignity with my blood, then if you have the ability, you should come and win. Wouldn't you think you can win?"
"You are still as arrogant as ever, Frost Giant, show your purple-level spiritual majesty, freeze this world, and let Edmund return to the embrace of the god of death!" Bruno stretched out his palm, and his backhand seemed to be holding something. With his order, the Frost Giant slowly took a step forward. The silent ice and snow storm formed a circle of white shock waves. Wherever he passed, everything turned into frost pink white.
Edmund's fusion potion has been used up, and the attack on the purple-level spirit has become difficult to deal with. The three peak red-level fire spirits released the absolute flame domain, contracted, and went into a defensive state. The Frost Storm seemed silent, but it had an extremely violent impact with the flame domain. Then I saw that the absolute flame domain began to collapse, evaporated into orange-yellow dust little by little.
"Bang!" The three fire spirits struggled to resist, and the triangle light shield began to shatter. Originally, the nemesis of the flame was cold. The temperature was dropping sharply. Just one blow, it would be wiped out under the purple level.
"It's useless, die in the frost with peace of mind." Bruno glanced at the other party with pity.
Ice and snow cover the world, and everything returns to silence.
"I will not let anyone be favored by the tree of the world die like this." Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.
"Who?" Bruno was shocked. He did not sense the other party's existence at all. Even the frost giant Yumier did not notice it. Such a person, in terms of his hidden ability, had already made him feel terrible.
"In this era, few people know my name, but a long time ago, I called myself the King of Dark Spirits, Ostachio, this name is relatively long," a young man wrapped in black cloth and only exposed a pair of bright black eyes gradually appeared from the void. He existed in vision, but the perception domain was empty, as if it was just a projection, but the terrifying high-energy reaction he felt told Bruno that the other party could instantly kill the spirit he had just reached the primary level of purple level. Even if all the purple level explorers of the three academys were besieging this character, the outcome was unknown.
"How could there be such a terrible person? Fortunately, there is no murderous intention to treat me, otherwise I would have died here today. Death is not terrible, but if I die for no reason, I would probably be willing to do so. Why did he protect Edmund so much? The Tree of the World? What does that mean? It means the Key of Nebuchadnezzar? Depending on the situation, they should have met for the first time. Forget it, I can't kill that guy for the time being, so I can only let the plan start in advance!" Bruno swallowed his anger and turned and left.
"King of Dark Spirit!" Edmund couldn't help but tremble. Bruno might not know, but he had heard of Li Yi's experience in the ice circle, and of course he knew what kind of existence this was.
"Well, it seems that you know what's going on about me, so it's easy to do. My enemies are gods, and of course there are some humans. If you want, we can cooperate, and of course I am the one who is the leader." The King of Dark Spirit suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment appeared in front of Edmund, facing him with all his eyes!
"It seems that I can't refuse?" Edmund smiled bitterly. He didn't know what to do. In the face of such a powerful life, he had no ability to resist at all. He was not a human being, so how would he treat himself?
"Of course, I saved your life and asked you to do a few things for me, not to limit your freedom."
"So, is this equivalent to a deal?" Edmund asked this question very cleverly.
"Trade? That's the case."
Chapter completed!