B-01-1-0341 [Doomsday Fire Wall] can be turned on for 12 hours a day to form a fire wall separating space that burns everything. The body of the item is a fiery red satin, but once it is activated and used, the flame is completely uncontrollable, so to be on the safe side, the opening time of B-01-1-0341 cannot reach the limit every day, but is compressed by half again, that is, 6 hours, and the rest of the time depends on manpower and the form of shrinking the defense line, which involves the pace of the Snowmen's attack.
The flame sky seen by the gods in the night sky at this moment is what it looked like when the wall of fire was opened. At this moment, he could feel the spirit of disorder licking everything crazily. It was not only flames, but also a collection of concepts such as greed, gluttony, and destruction.
"How many such terrifying things are there in the material world?"
God was puzzled by the thought, and looked to the farther north. Outside the wall of fire, the desolate and depressed spirit represented the power of the Snowman Legion. Just a rough estimate, the number of individuals among them is at least four digits. It is a very correct choice for the church to mobilize the power of the entire continent in such a hurry.
"I vaguely feel that the fire of grace can solve all this, but I'm afraid it can't completely cure it... Okay, let me think about it now, what other methods can be used."
The little beasts in silver armor carried the gods to the wall of fire. The people on the ground had already spotted them, but they couldn't complete the simple act of just looking up.
Jenkins didn't hold back his aura this time. After all, this is the empty extreme north, not the densely populated Nolan city. The power of the God of Lies is fully displayed in this desolate world, and the most intuitive manifestation is that even the trajectories of the stars are subtly shifted when the figure of the God crosses the sky.
It's not that the starry sky is really changing, it's just that the "lie" is acting on the world spontaneously.
The golden "meteor" broke through the wall of fire blocking the sky and the earth as if nothing had happened. The moment the two came into contact, the ice and snow castle held by the god shook violently, and then the flames completely disappeared.
The bestowers of B-01-1-0341 controlled B-01-1-0341 with a super-large ceremony on the ground with a scale of hundreds of people looked up at the sky, the faded flames disappeared from top to bottom, and finally only the fiery red horse remained on the ground. of satin.
"That is… "
The golden light and shadow filled the dark night sky, and the colorful aurora was eclipsed by this light.
Jenkins took a breath, touched the hair on the unicorn's back, and then tried to get off the unicorn's back, standing in the air by himself for the first time.
He is God, of course he can do this. And when he really stands in the void, that strange sense of satisfaction even makes Jenkins feel that his understanding of the world is one step closer.
The golden radiance representing the power of magic sprinkled on this deserted night, and the God of Lies in the sky was like the sun, illuminating the land in the extreme north. But even if people dare not look up, no matter how dazzling the golden light is, mortals can still feel the great existence standing in the air and His current image.
The image is unpredictable, like human and non-human, only the palace held by the right hand is completely unchanged.
"very good."
The god looked down at the earth, and the burning of divine power made him catch all the snowman's traces in an instant. He saw their past and their present, and everything related to these snowmen flickered in his eyes.
After a long time, he sighed and looked at the palace he supported:
"So that's the case, is this also in your calculation, Lord of Winter?"
Yetis aren't extraterrestrial or even fully xenomorphs, they're more like pure elemental beings born from the world spirits. In the ancient past, in the era when the ruler [Lord of Winter] had not achieved the position of ruler, these creatures were the family members of the gods, and they were the pets of the gods.
The catastrophe of that era was related to these snowmen. After the disaster, the savior melted himself and held the blazing sun in his hand, turning himself into a god to achieve great deeds, while these snowmen were permanently infected with the factor of disaster, and they were immortal.
In order to deal with all this, the savior who saved the world signed a binding contract with the Overlord, imprisoning the Snowmen in the snow-covered regions of the extreme north. This is the original origin form of [Frost Victory Contract]. It is also a very long story, but it has nothing to do with the present.
Not long ago, in the underground of the House, the power of the roll of parchment leaked out of the seal because of Lark Stuart's abuse, transforming some people into snowmen, and this was the reason.
But in this way, the Lord of Winter gave the priest the props to solve the frost mutation, but did not let him deal with the Snowman Corps, because the Lord knew that no matter how powerful the Snowman was, he could not go out of the north of the mainland.
With the blizzard eliminated, they will naturally retreat back to the northern ice caps. And if you want to solve all this permanently, you need a suitable method to replace the contract that is extremely important to the material world now, to imprison the snowman.
This method is naturally the palace supported by the God of Lies.
"How do you feel, it seems that the master has left me the things he didn't finish?"
Knowing the cause and effect, burning one-third of his divinity, and maintaining the current state of being overwhelmed by the sun, there is not much power left for him.
"Just end it all like this!"
The number of snowmen is still a bit too much, and it is not suitable to use the castle in hand under this situation.
A sword appeared in front of the god, and the holy sword flew down the night sky whirling in front of the god without wind.
The spinning sword became bigger and bigger, and when it was inserted into the ice, it had become as tall as a mountain.
On the road of the Snowman Legion, a large number of bones flew into the night sky from under the snow. They were the bones of the aboriginals in the extreme north and the front-line defense forces. And when the sword plunged obliquely into the ice field, the skeleton giant made of a huge number of white bones stretched out its right hand in the darkness just right.
But that was not enough, the bones were not enough to form a giant who could draw the sword. It's just that Jenkins doesn't have much divinity left. Although the creation of the void is simple, he still has to rely on his own ability. After all, it is very economical to infiltrate the ability with divine power.
The wind and snow fluttered, and under the effect of [Ice], a large number of snowflakes filled the gaps in the giant's body; the laughing black figure also merged into the giant's body at the same time, allowing the black demonic flames to envelop the whole body.
Therefore, the one who stretched out his hand and pulled out the holy sword was a giant skeleton with pale skin and laughing wildly. Black of fire and shadow, it graces its empty eye sockets; ice and snow fill its skin, its strongest armor.