Chapter 539 The Price of Staring into the Abyss
The perception around me began to blur again, and the blackness in my will once again flooded my brain.
Like the illusion of diving into the deep sea, Alstin knew that it was a sign that his "intellect" had been touched.
And the source of "touching" him this time was obviously the "crown" he had just seen.
To watch or not to watch?
Alstin's entanglement did not last long. Only in the consciousness of his own existence, self-control became particularly precious.
His consciousness continued to be immersed, and his soul was visualizing the crown he saw during the immersion process.
The power given to him by the path of the prophet allowed him to proudly stand at the top of the rights of all his kindred;
And the foundation possessed by the Ada Eldar makes him have an instinctive arrogance when facing humans.
I just saw it, what can you do to me?
This is what he is thinking at the moment.
Even so, when he really indulged his desire to peek into the curse, the caution accumulated in hundreds of years of practice still made him subconsciously add a firewall to himself.
That was the power given to him by the Council of Prophets:
In an emergency, he can use the scepter in his hand that has been given a special mark to mobilize the power of a part of the "name" of the entire Prophet Council in the subspace.
And this token, which was used in emergencies and could give him great power, was now used in places that the prophet had never thought of.
But he forgot one sentence, a proverb that originated from the Ark of Uthwe and was handed down after dealing with the Eye of Terror for tens of thousands of years:
When you stare into the abyss, it often means that the abyss is also staring into you...
"Well……"
In the void outside the Farr Galaxy, aboard the Silver Dawn, which had just returned to reality from subspace.
Calvin was sitting alone in the meditation room of his residence, regulating his psychic essence.
This is a side effect of the power of "order", and he must sort it out every once in a while.
And when his consciousness sank deeply, he was trying his best to urge his divine soul to fight and sort out the side effects of "authority".
The soul at the height of the divine personality is extremely sensitive and can easily detect the subtle feeling of being spied on from the void.
"Um?"
Calvin's heart moved, and his soul responded to his question, using his divine personality to drive the power of "order" to explore the void.
However, the "coldness" he suppressed in his hands reached its limit at this moment.
So when the fate of the demigods was peered into, the self-defense instinct of Calvin's divine soul overran his reason. At a moment when he was distracted, this power was mobilized by the divine soul, and then he was thrown away. out……
This is a moment when all the gods are silent, and Farr's position is not worthy of the gods' attention.
As a result, the power of demigods easily occupied the top ecological niche in this "wilderness" where no higher power was involved.
And this force is indeed like this. Once it appears, it carries an extremely bright and dazzling momentum and attacks directly in the direction of the "transgressor"...
"Ah!" A short exclamation sounded, followed by a series of shattering sounds of crystal glass.
Although Alstin's fate was tragic, the first to suffer was the Council of Prophets who was affected by him.
At the center of the Uthwe Arkworld, in the crystal forest beneath the center of the endless psychic circuit.
A small but unstoppable silver heart is raging in the center of the endless psychic circuit after breaking through the defense mechanism of the Ark!
Dozens of soul crystal sculptures representing the end of the prophet's journey are undergoing crazy transformations under the "pollution" of this power.
As a manifestation of this disaster, the silver metallic texture has replaced the crystal clear crystal, and is rapidly spreading on the "remains" representing countless deceased prophets!
The icy cold air is expanding, freezing everything contaminated!
That's "freezing" in the true sense of the word!
It's like the "frozen shatter" of tin that instantly turns into fly ash after breaking through the threshold of minus 33 degrees!
Numbness...itching...and then an unforgettable pain!
Tide-like souls instinctively gathered here in the pain of Ark.
But that coldness is like a plague, ignoring the resistance of the spirit souls and spreading at a terrifying speed!
White dot! The white plague spreads in the crystal forest!
While the prophets on duty were vomiting blood and screaming, they refused to withdraw from the state of spiritual vision, so they were lucky enough to see this disastrous scene from the overall perspective of the Ark!
"Stop it!" an old prophet roared, and then was drowned in the icy cold wave.
The majestic psychic power of the past was frozen the moment it touched the psychic circuit.
The consequence of failed resistance is that his body is rapidly stiffening as his spiritual level disintegrates!
Beard, hair, torso, limbs... a silvery metallic texture emerged from his skin, and then spread to the entire body.
The old prophet only had time to look back at his own people, and then he was frozen in that moment forever.
"Holy..." The silver light in his eyes and his last words made the Eldar who witnessed this disaster feel horrified.
After they exhausted all means and were unable to stop this force, they could only, under the leadership of the council leader, cut off that area from the entire psychic circuit, and then threw it into the void...
As for the initiator of this disaster, the trainee prophet Alstin who caused the huge disaster, as soon as he was illuminated by "Order", his "person" was suppressed and crushed, and then he was kicked while wailing. Out of the void.
In his hand, the staff that connected the circuit of the Ark had long been broken, and his own soul was also severely damaged.
Alstin, who was still in shock, obviously knew that he had caused a big disaster, but the disaster that happened on the Uthwe Ark was still far beyond his imagination.
This arrogant hapless man was still thinking about how to respond to the inquiry from the Prophet's Council, but in his soul that was protected by the layers of the Ark, there was already a trace of silver light growing quietly...
"What is this?" Calvin looked at the palms - two palms, slightly speechless.
The palm on the left is already empty, and the "coldness" originally accumulated there has long been "squandered" in the just instinctive counterattack;
The palm on the right is "Holy Song Loud", which is the trophy that I recovered from who knows where after my power jumped out...
But his original intention was not like this. At most, he just wanted to pursue it and then observe who was spying on him.
But under the unexpected tilt of this force, there must be nothing that can survive...
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