A group of Goathead Cultists looked at Brando standing in the hall as if they had seen a ghost. Even if the master they admired was still on the podium, these people couldn't help feeling fear deep in their hearts. Stepped away from Brando in a hurry.
The chill that permeated Brando was so strong that even Delphine, who was a little closer to him, felt a little unbearable, and his face was pale and his teeth fought.
Huang Huo looked at her teacher with some surprise. She saw Brando like this for the first time, even during the battle between Finhotos and Twilight, her teacher did not show such power.
This is the power of law.
no doubt.
But the power of the law is not cold or any ice-related bytes. Even Fang Qi couldn't help but look back at this guy who came to this place by'grabbing' himself along the way. He is still here because of Akantu. There is still some weakness, and this weakness is even more obvious under Brando's open domain. He even has an illusion in his heart that the man in front of him can freeze himself into ice and then turn into fly ash. .
"The basic thermal movement that imprisons space, matter and elements... This is the element of space... Time, space, and cause and effect... This is... "
Akento’s hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of hell. It stared at Brando with red eyes, gritted its teeth and roared: "Sage... Damn the power of the sage, very good. You remind me of that damn. Miner, I will let you taste the wrath from hell!"
It screamed and just raised its paws, but at this time, the space seemed to be bizarrely misplaced. The devil king Akentu's head was deflected, and a blood line appeared at the connection between its shoulder and body. .
The blood line continued to extend back, bringing a ripple in the space, sweeping across the narrow space, and rows of benches could only be broken from wherever it passed; with a soft click, the ripples swept across the north of the chapel Immediately above the wall, a straight and slanted black line appeared on the wall, and the black line divided the whole temple into two from top to bottom.
Time seemed to be frozen at that moment.
The Demon King still had a look of horror on his face, and it screamed: "No!"
In the bloody fog, everyone, including all the Goathead Cultists present, saw Akantu’s right arm suddenly twisted in a posture that shouldn’t be there, and then fell off his shoulder. There was still blood on the fracture, swirling, and hitting a stone pillar not far away.
Everyone opened their mouths wide.
Especially the believers of Akantu, seem to have seen one of the most incredible things in this life.
But this is only the beginning, not the end.
When Akentu's right arm hit the stone pillar, bounced back and fell to the ground, rolling two laps. Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the top of the hall, as if something was breaking apart. Everyone raised their heads and heard a loud noise. The hall suddenly staggered along the diagonal line above the north wall. , The ground on one side rumbling down and sinking, instantly lowered the temple by dozens of centimeters.
After the wall cracked, the external situation was revealed, and a crack was seen extending forward along the direction of the sinking of the hall. The sheep-head cultists gathered outside had already flowed into a river, and a straight line seemed to divide Hadland in two. Use this temple as a starting point to separate the port from the center.
The rift extended into the bay outside the port, and everyone saw a scene on the sea that they would never forget.
I saw a white line visible to the naked eye on the sea in the distance. The white line extended to the deep sea. It separated from the left and right, forming a deep valley and two waterfalls parallel to each other on the sea.
One sword divides the sea—
Huang Huo couldn't help covering his mouth.
Translating the mountains and the earth, falling stars, the sun and the moon, the mighty force that overturned the oceans and rivers, the end of the power of the world.
The legendary realm of sages, it has not appeared on this land for thousands of years. After the gold and silver races have been hidden to the world, there will no longer be similar legends in the mortal world.
And today.
The most magnificent chapter described in the poem of Cang, the mortal sages, is back again.
Fang Qi seemed to have been hit by magic, petrified in the same place. He originally thought that the gap between himself and Brando could at least catch up. Even on the battlefield of Finhotos, Brando single-handedly fought against the entire army at dusk, he did not think that one day he could not have that kind of power.
But at this moment, facing the sword of dividing the sea, all languages have lost the ability to persuade, he knows that this is beyond the power of the world.
This is the power of God.
Sages, gods of the world.
Brando pointed at Akentu not far away, with one sword and one man. There was no expression on his face-the earrings in Akentu's claws were Frofa's earrings. He once personally returned the earrings to the opponent. Don't admit your mistakes.
Although there is no intersection with the other party, the taciturn girl, Aloz's companion, still left a deep impression on him.
The Demon King was keeping his mouth open and roaring, but he covered his wound with one hand. There was panic in his eyes and heart, and there was only one thought in his mind:
escape!
When did mortal people become so terrible? In its era, these people were still servants of the Miner people, and they had no fighting power at all. What happened in the past few thousand years, the Miner people? What about the Buga? Where's the silver elves
And those believers it has seen before, shouldn't those mortals be the servants of the undead? Even the bone frames themselves are such weak races, why is there such a situation
It didn't react at all in its heart, because it hadn't experienced the era of the war of the saints, so it couldn't understand what a mortal sage was. In fact, if it had woken up 500 years earlier, the world might be more in line with its perception.
But at this moment, the era of war and chaos has come, and the mortal sages have returned to this land.
Akentu turned around and fled back. It is a clone of the Demon King. If the main body is here, it may be able to fight Brando, but the strength of the clone is too weak, and it will understand the strength of itself and the opponent when it meets. gap. However, the clone also has the advantages of the clone. At least the clone is good at escaping. As long as it escapes from the temple, it can activate the demon's talent teleportation technique.
Its power has faded after thousands of years of sealing, and this clone must not be easily ruined here.
But Akantu just took a step, and his body froze.
"Time... Time..."
Everything was flowing backwards in front of it, and the previous scene of wonder appeared again. It saw that the collapsed hall was actually recovering, and the scattered bricks were flying up to the sky again, filling their original broken positions.
The broken chair was reconnected, and the two steps it had just taken, it returned to the original point again.
Akentu turned his head in horror, only to see a sword of cold light sweeping across its neck.
Among the dumbfounded eyes of all the Goathead Cultists in the hall, the head of the Demon King clone flew high, then fell to the ground, rolled several times, hit a stone pillar, and stopped.
Above that head, a pair of eyes stared wide, as if he still couldn't believe it.
Then everyone heard a muffled noise, and saw Akentu knelt down after losing the weight of his head, and then crashed to the ground.
The hall was silent for a while.
After a while, I heard an angry roar:
"Damn human beings, you are dead, I will take revenge!"
But the voice soon decreased and became faint and inaudible.
Brando silently glanced at the split altar in the temple before returning the sword to its sheath. Ling, who had been standing next to her sister, seemed to have just found a chance to speak. Her voice was a bit astringent: "Mr. Brando, that demon is lying to you, Miss Aloz is not dead..."
"What?" Brando was taken aback, and the momentum accumulated in his body instantly dissipated. He froze for a moment before asking, "Wait, Aloz, why is it her? Isn't it Frofa?"
Ling didn't answer any more, as if she had exhausted all her energy when she said the sentence before.
The little girl beside her seemed to be in a dream. She looked at the blood on her sister's chest, then at Brando, with a look of uncertainty.
At this time, the patriarch of the Sheephead Cultist on the other side of the temple noticed that no one seemed to be paying attention to this side. He grabbed the cloak in his hand and suddenly retreated out of the temple, but he hadn't had time to get out of the temple. Step, Huang Huo caught up with a scabbard from behind and tripped to the ground.
"That's my sister's cloak!" the girl finally yelled out in a low voice.
Huang Huo nodded to her, but looked at Brando and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, you have already broken through the realm of sages?"
Everyone can't help but focus on Brando.
Brando nodded silently. In fact, when he passed through the portal, he seemed to have gained some insight from the law of space, and he faintly felt that he had touched the last door from the plain of the extreme to the realm of sages.
And when he started with Akentu just now, because of the anger in his heart, he finally grasped the gleam of insight, and understood the ultimate relationship between space and time, and even the cause and effect of all things. Martha's law seemed to be in touch with him in an instant. , So that he finally saw the scene that he had never seen before and in this life.
That is the true meaning of the world by the abyss lake, the power of existence.
The power of existence is really the bridge to the realm of sages, and any law of sages simulated by war slabs cannot achieve this step.
This is why the player has never reached this height.