The third level of the Kingdom of God is a place that few other gods or humans have ever entered.
The space here is not big, there is only an island-like land floating in the void, and there is a temple between the land. The huge columns have a Roman style, and the towering towers have a Gothic tone. It is like a mixture of several Western buildings on Earth, but there is a sense of harmony overall.
Deep in the temple, the God of Nature stood in a very tall and huge hall. The most eye-catching thing in this hall was a phantom that stood tall and straight. He stood behind the God of Nature, and his face was exactly the same as the God of Nature, as if he had been magnified countless times. The phantom closed his eyes tightly, and crossed his hands in front of his chest. Although he was standing upright, he seemed to be sleeping.
If you get closer, you can see that the shadow is made up of flowing, tangible divine power. Faintly, from an unknown place outside the hall, a trace of magic power merges into this shadow and becomes a part of it, just like a rushing river finally merging into the sea.
In front of the shadow, there was a round platform, and the God of Nature stood on it. In the air ahead, several shadows were displayed. One of them was the scene where Xiao Chen and his men were fighting.
Xiao Chen and his party had already entered the tall hall on the second floor. They were now fighting a monster that looked like a giant dragon. This monster was many times larger than the previous monsters and was not afraid of magic. In a short while, three or four people had died under its claws and breath.
The God of Nature's eyes were always focused on Xiao Chen, as if there was some secret in Xiao Chen that interested him. He silently observed Xiao Chen using various magic to deal with the situation in the battle.
The God of Nature observed for a long time, then pointed his finger at Xiao Chen in the light curtain, and the image of Xiao Chen appeared beside him. This image was in black and white, just like a character in a black and white movie suddenly appeared in reality. This was not a simple image, but a simulation of the rules that Xiao Chen had by the God of Nature.
The God of Nature pulled strips of light out of the black and white Xiao Chen, and then turned them into balls of light of different sizes floating around him. Every time they were pulled out, the black and white Xiao Chen's body would become lighter. After a few minutes, the black and white Xiao Chen's body turned into a dozen balls of light of different sizes.
"He has mastered quite a few skills." The God of Nature muttered to himself. He picked up the light balls one by one in his hand like picking grapes. As soon as the light balls entered his hands, they would flicker and then go out, which meant that he understood that Xiao Chen had mastered a certain rule.
When he saw a certain rule, he laughed: "No wonder they can use magic. It turns out that these guys have mastered the rule of casting spells without magic runes. In this respect, they are still better than the guys in the Seventh Tower."
He extinguished the light balls one by one until he held a relatively large light ball in his hand. Then the situation changed. The light ball did not extinguish, but kept flickering.
"Hmm, that's really interesting. It's actually a power that transcends space? No wonder you give me such a different feeling." The God of Nature took the ball of light in front of him and began to carefully understand the rules in it. "Soul, different world, twins in one..."
He stood holding the ball of light for a long time, and finally the ball of light unfolded into a picture of light and shadow. At first, the things inside were very chaotic, like countless messy blocks of color flying everywhere, and slowly these blocks of color gathered together in the image and turned into a blue sphere in the black starry sky.
The God of Nature frowned slightly. This blue planet gave him a strange sense of familiarity. And a certain location on the planet in the picture gave him a special feeling, as if some kind of power had crossed the space and connected with him...
A dazzling light flashed by.
The giant dragon fell down with a wail, its last breath stuck in its mouth and unable to come out. An nimble figure flipped over its neck and flew down, but when it was about to fall back to the ground, her legs went weak due to her injuries and she fell to one knee on the ground.
That was Ye Zi, the instigator of the shocking attack, holding the divine weapon. The dragon flapped its wings for the last time, and then fell into the palace. Xiao Chen and his party only sacrificed three saints in the battles before coming to the palace to fight so many monsters, but eight saints died just to fight this dragon. This dragon no longer had the weakness of lack of magic resistance, and its strength was many times that of the previous monsters. In order to destroy it, everyone paid a huge price. Even Gabriel was hit by the breath in this battle to attract the dragon's attack and turned into ashes.
Most of the people who survived were injured. For example, Ye Zi's body was charred black, which was the result of being hit by the edge of the dragon's breath. She struggled to support her body with her spear and stood up again. The breath of this giant dragon can not only hurt the body, but also corrode the soul. Ye Zi now felt a splitting headache, but she could not suppress this injury.
The dragon's body began to dissipate, and like the other monsters, it turned into divine power again and permeated the air.
Although the battle was won, the atmosphere among the people was very heavy. Although they had been prepared for sacrifice, when the sacrifice really came, it still caught people off guard.
"This dragon's strength has surpassed the Saint level. It should be a demigod dragon king." Maya had a scratch on her left shoulder, which was a foot long. It was the result of a dragon claw scratching her shield. She said while releasing healing magic, "It must have been a real dragon, not something that appeared out of thin air. They used to be companions of the elves. Although I don't have elf blood, I can still feel this. Including the elf warriors before, they were also ancient strongmen from our tribe. They... are all souls collected by the God of Nature."
"I would rather call it slavery. I have felt the mental fluctuations of these monsters during the battle. They are all dominated by a will to fight. They only have the instinct to fight and don't know who they are at all. These guys are actually more pitiful than those people in the City of Gods." Xiao Chen said. He was not injured. For some reason, although his magic output was strong and caused considerable damage to the dragon, the dragon did not attack him much. As a result, the few people holding the Seven Towers Crystal were not injured, except Maya who rushed too far forward.
Not far behind the dragon, on a high platform in the hall, a portal was emitting a shining light.
"Let's go!" Xiao Chen said. He had no time to mourn for the fallen saints, because outside the temple, the saints of the guard group were still leading the spirit servants to block the continuous attacks from the outside.