Chapter 791
My Empire Chapter 791
2020-11-03
Chapter 791 793 The so-called immortality"sou!" While the white-robed servant of God used magic to attack Vivian, Sapphira Er's magic also spewed out from his sword edge, and a lightning-fast wind blade rushed directly behind the white-robed man, only a little slower than the lightning magic used by the white-robed man!
"ka!" Falai's palm also lit up with hot light, and a flash of lightning hit the white-robed man's defensive magic barrier in the blink of an eye. He only used one thunder and lightning magic, but the attack strength of this magic is much stronger than the two magics of the same type used by the white-robed man.
After all, these three people in front of them are all super elites in the magic world. If there is no Alanhill, which one of these three people appears alone is enough to support one side of the battlefield.
But now, the three of them appeared together just to besiege a white-robed man, which was obviously overkill.
After the huge collision, the white-robed man's magical defense barrier shattered, and he himself was seriously injured. own body shape.
Unfortunately, after he stopped his figure, before he could use another magic defense barrier, the huge energy enveloped him.
The magic energy used by a giant dragon poured out, and in just an instant, the white-robed servant of the gods was evaporated.
"Ah!" In the infinite light, only the screams of a white-robed servant of God echoed. Obviously, when the light is gone, the poor servant of the gods, not even a little ashes, will remain.
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"Ah!" Suddenly, a zombie-like body sat up from a machine that resembled a coffin, he gasped heavily, the black liquid It ran down his face, down his wrinkled face, and onto his boneless chest.
He saw a dried-up corpse being carried out of the dim room in front of him by several handsome demons in white robes and caps, who were not servants of God, but handsome.
The corpse looked like something that had been air-dried for hundreds of years, and it made one's stomach churn just looking at it.
Then he looked towards the translucent "man" standing not far away, and quickly showed a humble expression: "The great source of magic... I failed..."
"I know you failed." Magic Origin's translucent face was a little annoyed, but his voice was still very ethereal.
As if the room is full of his speakers, every time he speaks, the sound comes from a different angle.
"But you did well, very brave!" It or he said as he floated in front of the old man who was like a vampire.
"You've been living in the container I gave you for more than 1,000 years... Once upon a time you were just a big magician. It was your loyalty to me that gave you the ultimate evolution!" He side Saying that, while using illusory's hand, he stroked the edge of the container beside the old man.
These containers are filled with tubes, and the liquid inside seems to be flowing. There are such containers all over the room, some are empty, and some are still lying inside.
"Those who are loyal to me will not face death! This is what I promise you, so you can...live."
"Go! Fight for me Bring the victory back!" The source of magic waved his hand gently, and a handsome Demon Race pushed the old man back into the container.
The old man trembled constantly in the black liquid, and finally there was no sound. At the exit of the temple in the distance, another man in white came out of the temple.
"The great source of magic, these magician souls can no longer support a 'reincarnation'." The handsome Demon Race said softly to the source of magic: "Many servants of God, have..."
"There are as many servants of God as you want. Anyway, after 'reincarnation', the memories of these people when they were reincarnated will disappear..." The source of magic said proudly: "Let those who voluntarily become servants of God come here, Then let them become new servants of God!"
What he calls immortality is that these people can live forever in a device similar to a life capsule... This kind of living is not a serious life, they will all live forever To die is to "live" for a long time.
These servants of the gods can be resurrected, but each resurrection will forget the fact that they were "dead". They were not afraid and believed that they had been alive.
What's more terrifying is that their magical energy will be greatly improved, and the pure energy body can give them the power of the Great Archmage.
In the past, this was an invincible army of the source of magic, but now this army has suffered heavy losses and has to start replenishing.
The source of magic has lied. If the servant of the gods is not dead, it may continue to exist like this forever, as an energy body controlled by the source of magic, as an incomplete soul with only partial memories. .
However, once these warriors start to lose their lives, their lives are not stable - they may be resurrected a few times, or they may die immediately. Anyway, this is their destined destination.
"Go! Go and fight for me!" Watching another army of servants of God slowly assemble, the proud voice of the source of magic echoed throughout the great hall.
This is his inviolable temple, this is his most powerful source of war! As long as he controls this place, the army of servants of the gods will be continuously produced, seemingly endless...
"Throw those corpses into the magic furnace, recover the crystals in their bodies! Then send them all Go to the warehouse! I'm tired, don't disturb me." After the source of magic said, the whole body disappeared in this dim basement.
The demon bowed slightly, then turned to do what he was supposed to do. The demons who can be chosen here are all mad believers who believe in the source of magic. They even have no ego. Everyday all is praying and dedicating their lives to the source of magic.
And the source of magic that disappeared here, returned to another room. His illusory image began to blur, a sign of his weakening.
Even if it is him, even if he has the magical energy of his own will, he is not a completely infinite energy body. He can create a strange army and even split into a new lifeform, but he is not. Infinite, while making it, it also needs to be replenished.
"Damn...why, why so many powerful warriors just can't beat those damn bastards!" His voice trembled, as if on the verge of collapse.
(end of this chapter)