Fireworks and storms intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, a blazing white storm swept across the land. The towering spires stood firm in the storm, watching indifferently the conflict that had lasted for centuries.
Lorenzo could no longer detect any trace of the Pioneer and Edren. He could only feel waves of violent erosion and release, and vaguely hear the sound of cracking swords.
Watson also stood there in a daze. She was not stunned by the battle between the Pioneer and Edlen, nor was she thinking about the revelation of past stories.
She heard it.
Watson clearly believed that she heard it.
"Down..."
A vague voice echoed inside the Black Angel, along with a noisy electric current.
"Down..."
The Original Sin Armor carries electronic communication equipment, but due to corrosion, most of these devices will be paralyzed and malfunction after entering a battle, and communications will be disrupted, leaving only harsh noise. Therefore, neither Watson nor Lorenzo cares too much about this kind of thing. As long as the corrosion exists, this kind of equipment will always have great limitations.
But now, under this high-intensity erosion, a message arrived here with difficulty after being hit by the wind and rain, issuing vague instructions.
This is simply a miracle.
It was as if a ghost was communicating with Watson through this, and it continued to speak over and over again throughout the long years.
"Down..."
Watson looked into the darkness below him, deep within the roots of the obelisks.
"Is that you?"
Watson said softly.
The Pioneers and Edren are both beings that are close to being unspeakable. The rising power can even temporarily suppress the influence of the anti-meme and release the power to the maximum.
Watson made the decision, and the Black Angel rushed over immediately, grabbing several people tightly and nailing the grappling hooks under the ice to prevent themselves from being swallowed by the storm. Their figures were shaking violently, and they were like floating leaves blown by the wind, struggling with all their might.
Humans in the old times found a way to ascend. They prayed for greater power, and they did succeed. But at the end of this road, there was a perplexing answer.
Power Gabriel is the certificate, the one-way ticket to the path of sublimation.
Lorenzo used this to unearth more terrifying powers, but at the same time, he was also approaching these monsters. Those humans who did not obtain the credentials were unable to bear the dreams of the unspeakable ones, and were crushed by the "information" containing madness, and turned into bloodthirsty monsters.
After chasing for so long, they finally found the answer to the root of it all.
Lorenzo was mentally prepared, but when he really faced all this, he still felt panicked and at a loss.
The temperature around was rising steadily. This was the pressure from Edren. After realizing the existence of the pioneer, he directly detonated his power, and the scorching heat was advancing with the storm.
The figures of the black angels began to shake violently. In this situation, they had no ability to join the battlefield. The hooks fell off, and the high temperature was melting the ice. Lorenzo could hear the sound of flowing water, and the solid ice surface beneath him became fragile and collapsed.
“Is this God?”
The plague doctor witnessed this scene and couldn't help but whisper.