Fantasy World Transmigration

Chapter 162: Bright Diamond

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The lightsaber is slightly longer than the one-handed sword. On the dull silver handle is a blade with red-gold light flowing. It vibrates at a very high frequency. If you get closer, you can always hear a humming like a magnetic field. sound. Although shaped by raw magic, a lightsaber is not intangible, it is shaped by a similar force field.

As a result, Chen Ang was able to shake off the weapon that was stabbing at him, and when the balance of the two paladins' bodies was disrupted in this way, he pierced into their bodies along the small openings they showed. He blocked the priest's divine spell with their bodies, then stabbed the lightsaber in from under his ribs, and quickly wiped the second person's throat.

When the paladin was cut open along with his plate armor, there was a very slight force from the hilt, like a hot knife cutting through butter, but not a single drop of blood spattered out. The wounds opened by the original magic power were syneresis due to powerful radiation, and where the plate armor was damaged, the steel melted slightly, making the wound under the plate armor mixed with molten iron.

Theoretically, such a wound would have kept him struggling for a long time if it didn't directly destroy the brain.

Without rapid blood loss and destruction, it is difficult for the injured to die immediately. They will feel the severe pain from the nerves and suffer in this pain until they die. Just like a very cruel punishment, cut in half by a lightsaber, the injured may struggle for three days before dying of organ failure.

With the help of priests, it was possible to alleviate their suffering, but most still died. Healing magic is not effective against the radiation of the original magic power. Even "treating fatal injuries" can hardly reverse their fate of death due to radiation sickness. Because the magic energy pollution brought by the lightsaber will make them suffer forever.

Therefore, when Chen Ang kills, the moment he stabs into the human body, the hand holding the sword will always vibrate slightly and imperceptibly, causing the original magic power of high-frequency vibration to quickly destroy the circulation of the human body, making the enemy die silently. breath, no pain.

Watching his companion's body fall unconsciously, the few people who came after him roared angrily.

The battle-hardened priests and paladins work well together. The priest swung the hammer with his backhand and swung the hammer down, exerting the weight of the hammer to the extreme, but there was still a hint of tenacity hidden in the fierceness, and the power burst out suddenly when it hit. It can smash the enemy into a pulp through a layer of heavy armor. The muscles of the pastor's body contracted into small pieces, and the strength was tense like a spring, and when released in this way, there was a hammer force of nearly a thousand pounds.

This priest's warrior part-time level must be very high! Warhammer's restraint on one-handed weapons is also very obvious.

But Chen Ang was no longer what it used to be. He just distorted the priest's sense of space, and let the warhammer hit the teammate next to the priest. Flesh and flesh exploded like fireworks, and the right side of the companion in heavy armor dwarfed, and blood and flesh mud splashed out from the gap in the armor. The powerful perception of the priest is not enough in the face of the distortion of the original force.

"High level charms human beings!" Chen Ang read three words softly.

His left hand was shrouded in a cloud of magical aura, as if he had actually used this spell. Even though there were many flaws, the interference of the force made the paladin behind the priest firmly believe in the scene in front of him, and he stabbed the two-handed sword into the priest's back in grief. To get rid of the 'charm control' companions!

But the disbelief in the pastor's eyes woke him up.

"No!" The paladin roared in despair, his sword hand was trembling, and he tried to support the crumbling body of the priest in a panic, but was stopped by the remaining two companions.

"Manipulate the corpse!" Chen Ang's voice was still calm. He threw a cloud of magic aura onto the priest's body, and of course it was the Force that allowed them to see the 'spell aura'. When the two priests were vigilantly paying attention to the corpse on the ground and Chen Ang, the paladin's sword pierced their hearts from behind.

Chen Ang sighed: "Uncertainty in the will, the force of the force is confusing!" He easily relieved the paladin's force of confusion, and he ignored the lost soul of the paladin, and walked straight past him. Among all the paladins, the youngest he chose was not like other middle-aged paladins who had rich experience and firm beliefs.

He is too young, passion and belief are his strongest strength. It is also his most fatal weakness. When his own mistake caused the death of his companion, the paladin who was shaken made a fatal mistake. Losing one's mind on the battlefield will not only harm oneself. It will also endanger the lives of companions.

The sky in Waterdeep was getting darker and darker, and Elminster could feel that this was not a normal night. He found some clues in the shadows of the surrounding buildings. In the deepest and darkest place, a kind of distortion that made his hair stand on end was happening. His silver fire trembled violently. The power that belongs to the voters warns him.

There was a vague murmur in my ears, like a lover's sigh and lingering. The voice from the shadow carried a deep-rooted force, reaching to the bottom of his heart, making his mind confused. He seemed to hear many remembered names, their whispers and murmurs.

The obsession of shadows was omnipresent, seriously affecting his will. Elminster knew that this was a bad joke of Lady Evernight. As Mystra's mortal enemy, the goddess of shadows didn't seem to want to let him go. But he was not frightened by the lady's intrigues and backstabbing, which had never happened for the first time in his long enough life.

What worries him the most is another voice, a voice from the human heart.

He could feel that as Chen Ang approached, this power was getting stronger, and this temptation was gradually polluting his heart. What really frightened him was that he had forgotten 'that thing'. Elminster couldn't remember, what was tempting him? Where did he put 'that thing' that he forgot

"Darth Morgoth!" Elminster's voice echoed in the haze, his aura was like thunder, and his voice rolled away like a thunderbolt, dispelling the whispers in the shadows.

"Your power is like an abyss, but I can see the dark essence under the shining stars. It contains warmth and peace, but also hides real terror and danger, just like those truly ancient legends. When the light of the gods shines Wherever you go, where the stars cannot shine, it is your territory!"

"Why does the darkness invade the brilliance of the stars? With your greatness, you should understand that everything has its promise, just as the sun and the moon rotate, and the light and darkness alternate. I know that everything will eventually return to darkness, but the dawn will never sink..." Elminster took a breath, stood at the forefront of the wind and rain, looked straight at the lonely shadow, and said loudly with a trembling voice, "This is the land of dawn promised by the gods, and darkness cannot pass. !"

The swords of Elminster's left and right hands intersected, and a strong light tore through the sky and the ground. The thick clouds rolled back, and the sunlight above the dark clouds was projected down, dyeing Waterdeep Castle golden. The magic net stretches and folds freely under his battle, and the sunlight with strong positive energy drives away the shadows and darkness far away.

The power of the catastrophe mytho was torn open by Mystra's divine power. The magic net drew the rolling primitive magic power, blocked it, and infected the power of the mytho. The brilliance of at least five gods hit the Three Rings fan together. Lock, shrouding the power above Water Deep Fortress.

"Maybe you think so, but my knowledge tells me that there has never been a Promised Land. Never!" Chen Ang's voice seemed to come from a distant place, "Nothing is true, all existence is reasonable Yes. Like one of your Dostoevsky heroes at the mercy of your nihilistic deity, you did not hesitate to destroy me as an act of pure divinity."

"However, you should think deeply: When the hearts of the world blindly follow the so-called truths of the gods, remember - there is no absolute truth in the world. When the behavior of the world is constrained by the dogmas or inherent cognition of the gods, remember - any constraints It can be broken. Darkness is not born to serve the light, it has its own meaning in this world."

The blasphemous words aroused the wrath of the gods. In the brilliance that tore apart the sky, the darkness was swaying like a lone boat, but it was as solid as a rock, firmly resisting the turbulent tide of positive energy. Chen Ang seemed to dismiss this, he didn't even look up at the kingdom of the gods shining in the sky, but continued in a calm voice:

"The laws are inviolable? Or are those orders the truth?"

"The gods describe the reality of this world to you, and stipulate that everything, even the abyss and hell, are in place in order. This world is like a set of precise gears, operating in fixed rules and order , It even makes you think that this is the world itself! But there is always a deeper truth hidden under the truth, and I never stop chasing and searching for the truth.”

"When the order collapses, when the throne is shaken, and the false truth is shattered into ruins, the truer truth will be exposed. Because only movement and change can bring us closer to the essence of things." Chen Ang smiled: "Remember: everything Everything is false, everything is allowed!"

Elminster felt his own silver fire, and uttered the furiest rage, and it seemed to consume him, and the radiance of the gods paled the sun.

The gate of Paradise Mountain appeared on the deep water castle, and the surging ocean of positive energy seemed to be a little out of control. Elminster felt the brilliance of Pelor and other gods shaking, and the splendid ocean gushed out endlessly from the sky. At this moment He clearly found that they seemed to have fallen into an ingenious deception.

Heaven Mountain is vibrating, and the violent sea of primitive magic power slaps this plane. The original force of light and kindness, the light force, hovers at the peak of Heaven Mountain along the flowing soul river. Let there be a sea of light.

At the very core of the ocean, a group of the purest brilliance condensed into three gems, tearing part of the essence of the heavens and becoming their shapes.

Three brilliantly shining diamonds fell from the sky! (.)

ps: yesterday!