new god
No one spoke for a while, and the cold wind was filled with the smell of blood and sand.
Jessie wrapped her cape tightly and remained silent. Without the cover of blood stains, he didn't know what expression on his face at the moment, but it must not be a smile.
After days of not acting in a human state, Jesse was not even used to it. Feeling Adrian's gaze, he turned his face and looked in the direction of no one.
Two steps away from him, Oliver Ramon was still lying quietly on the ground.
Although it was the result of their mutual agreement. Jesse still doesn't like the scene very much. He had clearly experienced the demise of several teams, so he should have gotten used to it.
No, maybe earlier, he should have gotten used to it.
Gaining power beyond oneself has its own price.
When the strength reaches a certain level, it is very simple to transform a creature. But if you want to continue to acquire hundreds of millions of family members, the magic circuit is very necessary.
It is like a unique signature integrated into the kin. Once the construction is successful and the brand is branded into the family, it will naturally increase with the family's reproduction, and finally achieve a stable supply of abilities. Just like the many roots of desert plants that absorb water, they keep growing and extending.
To build a relatively stable magic circuit, strength, wisdom, and instinct are indispensable.
Born to be extremely powerful, the Pillars of the World can easily construct magical circuits and create new families at will. Even if there are no relatives to absorb energy, as long as they spread out their bodies and bask in the sun, the pillars of the world can survive for a long time.
Unlike the naturally strong Pillar of the World, as a member of the floating cocoon, he has never been considered strong.
If the strength is insufficient, it can only be supplemented by strong instinct.
Jesse considers herself a little bit more unlucky than Oliver Ramon.
If Ramon gives up obediently, at least he can continue to live as a top human being - he can live and die normally like a human being. Transforming a small number of creatures one by one, as a "defective god", there is no problem in dominating the surface.
The human has no idea how lucky he is, Jesse thought.
Ramon obviously has a way back.
As a floating cocoon, he is more like the seed of a plant. If you haven't been able to build your own circuit, it's like a seed that loses its chance to germinate, and the only thing waiting ahead is the end of consumption to death.
Cruel and effective elimination.
Countless floating cocoons are born in the void, sifted by starvation and death. A very small number of them use their burst of survival instinct to successfully construct a magical circuit for feeding before starving to death. The rest will gradually die, dissipate, and become prey for other creatures.
Even if a circuit is constructed, these surviving planktonic cocoon larvae still need to struggle with hunger and wander in the dark void before finding a world where they can feed.
As one of the survivors, Jesse disliked the process very much.
With no mercy, he seeks a lifeline at the border of death. Squeeze all the possibilities out of you, desperately looking for the elusive miracle. The memory was terrible.
It wasn't that Jesse didn't try to dissuade Oliver Ramon, who had warned Ramon countless times.
He couldn't be sure whether his next blow would "absolutely" kill Ramon, and doing his best was the only option—if the opponent noticed that he was keeping his hand, his survival instinct would suddenly decrease, and all his efforts would be in vain.
It's a pity that he couldn't build his own magic circuit, and Oliver Ramon was not qualified to fight against the pillar of the world at all.
Their head, resolutely chose to fight for their lives.
now…
Adrian Cross was using a cleansing spell to remove the blood from Oliver's body, repairing the long-deformed armor, and then his body. The people on the ground lay quietly in the sand, their heartbeat and breathing showed no signs of recovery.
"I don't think his circuit is done, I don't feel any change," Jesse said slowly, looking at the back of Adrian's head. "Although my power is still draining very slowly, I tend to think...that's the residual effect of the circle."
Adrian didn't look up and didn't answer.
"You said you heard the call, maybe."
Jesse took a half step back.
"Originally, he was able to grab a little power from me and Wright because he was your true compatriot - you are more easily influenced by Ramon than us, which may be the illusion caused by his circuit spell."
Adrian remained silent, sitting beside Oliver.
"Don't you understand, Adrian Cross, I killed him!"
Jesse couldn't help raising her voice: "Maybe I've done so-called miracles for you a few times, but this time is different. No one can save him."
The inexplicable frustration brought his anxiety to the limit, and Jesse lowered his hands and took a rare deep breath.
Oliver Ramon is dead, and there will be no more crisis on the surface, at least in the near future. As long as you adjust and guide yourself in time, even if the Pillar of the World really decides to cause disaster, it will not completely destroy the world.
Then time will continue to pass until all is healed.
Jesse had decided that no matter what the outcome, he could just quit and calmly return to being a bystander.
Ramon foresaw this situation in advance, didn't he? It's a fight to the death with dignity and hope, a complete deal, isn't it
Why can Ramon accept it so calmly? Why is Adrian Close still there
The cold reality is in front of you, why should you be obsessed with it
…Why are you so depressed at the moment
Adrian Cross finally stood up. Jessie narrowed her eyes and looked at the other side striding towards her, expressionless. His star finally woke up, Jesse thought calmly.
Embarrassed and weak, with hands stained with the blood of his comrades, Jesse Dylan is helpless about the situation. Just one of the ordinary lives in the endless void.
He, who can't even fully control his own emotions, is not the god he expected at all.
What is he going to do next, sigh for Ramon, his only student? Or just walk away
Jesse stood quietly.
Enough, thought the weary God, closing his eyes. This farce, he has been involved too deeply. Not to mention Adrian Cross, even Oliver Ramon can cause his own mood swings, which is not good. He must soon...
But the next thing he waited for was a hug.
What made him even more annoyed was that the hug even had a slightly soothing flavor. How dare Adrian Close—
"You look sad," the human said.
"You have no idea what I 'look' like." Jesse's voice was cold.
"Do you mean the life in the sky that covers the sky and keeps twisting and floating?"
The voice of the former Judge Knight Commander was unusually calm.
"Maybe you were too weak just now. I saw it. You were supplementing your strength with those thin limbs."
"… "
It's impossible, Jesse thought blankly.
He couldn't calculate, couldn't understand.
No collapse, no fear, not even a trace of panic, this is not the human being that he is familiar with. The whole world seemed to go crazy, his position was reversed, and he became the more helpless one.
"Perhaps you've been getting one thing wrong, Jesse."
Adrian's voice was damn smooth, his embrace was raw and restrained, but without a doubt warm.
"I never expected you to look like a human being, nor did I expect you to save Oliver Ramon now. Just like now, I never expected you to be omniscient and understand what I was saying right away."
I don't know if it's a habit or not, the daring human even patted him on the back.
"Mr. Ramon is still alive. This is not my imagination... If you want to see it now, you should be able to see it."
"I didn't see anything."
"Maybe you're looking in the wrong direction."
There was nothing wrong, Jesse frowned. There are not a few of his family members - Ramon used the temporary power to build his own circuit, which undoubtedly failed extremely thoroughly, and not even a single family was successfully grabbed.
A very dim light flickered from the corner of his eyes. Jesse almost subconsciously thought it was a shimmering strand of hair, but something wasn't right.
Then came another faint light, like a cobweb shimmering in the sun.
The sense of absorption that remained on his body stopped, and the silk threads condensed by the gray fog around him lit up one by one, more and more. They shone extremely faintly in the vast world, and they looked extremely fragile at first glance.
Countless... like the stars.
"If I understand correctly, you and the Pillars of the World will be seriously wary of Mr. Ramon, precisely because it is easier for him to... exert influence on the world, destroy the magic circuit you left behind, and replace it with your own."
"...The truth of the origin of magic is so cruel. He was trying to do it just now. It's a pity that his net was too large, and he was unable to take it back."
Adrian laughed softly.
"No," he said softly, "remember? We were attacked by manticore wolves when you were still following us unilaterally. He was so stubborn that he took time and effort to draw in front of the wolves.' People who don't want to go to war with the magic circle of Forest Ballad."
Wait, Jesse froze suddenly.
"As far as I can tell, although I borrowed the power of the two to build the circuit circle, Mr. Ramon's circuit was not created for snatch."
Yes. Whether it is himself as a predator, or the pillar of the world at the top of the creature, perhaps he has not considered a possibility...
The shimmering gray fog filaments began to slowly disappear, and they returned to the same path and retracted into Oliver Ramon's body.
Unnervingly calm.
Jesse sucked in a breath of cold air, subconsciously called out the body directly, and used his momentum to suppress the entire desert.
At present, it seems that unless you foresee it in advance and observe it specially, the circuit created by Ramon is extremely difficult to detect - no matter what Oliver Ramon does, he and the family of World Pillar have not suffered any quantitative losses.
Without Adrian's hint, even the self who was so close could not find it. If the underground is not "Nimo" who loves Ramon, the pillar of the world should be able to hide it. But in case Ramon caused too much energy fluctuation and was discovered by the pillar of the world, all this really became a joke.
The next second, the whole world lost its color in an instant.
Contrary to what he imagined, there was no intimidating aura, no chilling sense of oppression. Except the whole world faded, time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and nothing seemed to change.
An extremely weak heartbeat sounded again, from Oliver Ramon's side.
"I didn't answer his call, because I just need my own god." Adrian Cross finally let go of the hug, put his hands on Jesse's shoulders, and brushed a little dust from his long blond hair. "But I can show you that, Jesse."
Although there was speculation, Jesse did not reject the other's forehead.
A little memory passed over with the temperature.
There is indeed a call, and Oliver Ramon is indeed more crazy than he imagined.
[I didn't take more, and I didn't rudely snatch it.] Ramon is serious.
It was a circle that was very similar to Forest Ballads showing emotion, but more powerful. That is more of a sincere request than a bottom-up call. Most beings may not understand the meaning, but as long as they respond to this subtle and vague emotion…
[I need help, and accordingly, I will also help you.]
Warm and soft emotions swept through my heart, like a warm autumn wind.
[Magic has been given, I will give you something else. Don't worry, it won't affect your magical talents.]
That emotion was more like a gentle and polite stranger smiling than an order from a superior.
[No qualifications, no talent required. As long as you are willing to keep breathing, willing to try to get a little bit stronger.]
There is even a little embarrassment in "Summoning"—
[The efficiency may not be too high. But I promise, as long as you don't abandon me, I won't abandon anyone either.]
It is different from the "God" that can be clearly analyzed. In the eyes of most beings, this call may be just a subtle palpitation in the afternoon, a fleeting vague intuition. But again, it's too soft...
There will not be too many life rejections.
"… how cunning," Jesse murmured.
That crazy guy abandoned the magic position that he and Nemo had already occupied, bypassed the magic circuit that already existed, and directly added his own—
A set of inefficient, overly modest, and even "shabby" circuits.
As if ignoring the already paved mountain road, choose to climb up from the cliff. The power it brings can't even be called magic, and Jesse doesn't know how to name it.
Simple, weak but really effective. As long as the summoned is willing to spend time and accumulate for a long time - it can indeed make their vitality become strong, and their bodies are very strong.
This is indeed a choice that only Oliver Ramon, who is a true compatriot of all things and has the utilization of terror, can make.
"Ramon can no longer change his circuit." Jesse sighed slightly. "If I do, I will starve to death. He really gave up..."
wrong. If Oliver's gray fog silk thread really shrouded the abyss and the surface at the same time in the death battle just now, then his source of power would be the entire world—
"But he's already qualified to be your enemy, isn't he? I think Mr. Ramon is about to wake up - the burst of momentum just now should have been suppressed by himself. Jesse, I think you can take back the body here, No need to help him distract the Pillars of the World."
Adrian retracted his hands and smiled again.
Beneath the dark and twisted giant creature, the faint smile was disturbing.
"Yeah," Jesse said.
The distorted body of the god disappeared, and the sun shone on the desert. The slightly fake frivolous smile returned to that beautiful face.
"So you can shut up, Ed," said the blond young man, grabbing the collar of the man in front of him, and biting the other's lip roughly.
Adrian didn't back away, didn't resist, didn't even frown.
"… "
But their only audience was noticeably less than happy. Oliver Ramon sat up, poked a few mouthfuls of sand, and his voice was still a little hoarse.
"...that's really going too far."
The author has something to say:
Ollie: I don't want to grab your cakes. You can also dip the buns in sugar. I'll be full easily.
Nemo: This friend really has no dreams.
Jessie: This friend really has no dreams.
Knight Commander: … It's Mr. Ramon I know.
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Ollie: Ah, walking from the brink of death feels a little sorry for Jesse and Ed, will they be sad
Ollie: (opens his eyes to see two passionate kisses)
Ollie: .