I have chosen you under the pressure of the Demon King. I believe in your promise, so where is the performance of your promise?
Largo's veins were pulsing, and he tried his best to suppress the carnival and riots of the monsters, but he was powerless against their changes. He himself could not create enough monster realm against the mist god.
In the final analysis, Mokiara's move to pull out of the troubled place was too sudden, without any preparation at all. The monsters were also dazzled by the joy of rebuilding the light. Now they are still suppressed by half of the Mist God, and they can't Forming their own realm of demonic energy, they were being violently eroded by the mist, and their bodies underwent many horrific changes.
The inverse stars rose up one by one and shattered one by one, and the demonic energy was defeated.
In pure theory, after being eroded by the mist for a long time, the monsters will gradually transform into peaceful and beautiful beasts.
But this process does not happen overnight. It requires a long-lasting transformation process, especially for monsters that have lived in troubled places for a long time. They have long been soaked in the monster energy derived from the Yin attribute, and their flesh and bones are filled with coldness. , fully accepted the transformation and mutation of demonic energy.
The mist containing the yang attribute is the blazing fire. When it is taken into the body of the monster beast, it immediately breaks out into a fierce conflict with the monster energy. Before the two attributes reach perfect coordination, they are the same as water and fire, opening up a battlefield in the monster beast's body. .
This transformation process is naturally extremely painful, as if the soul and flesh and blood have been cut off and then grown again. The strong rejection reaction will cause countless monsters to endure torture and die before they can transform into mythical beasts. How about a major change in life form? It's a flip of a switch, destined to be a road full of thorns and knives.
Even Largo himself was not completely confident that he would be able to transform into a divine beast under the Mist God without any damage to his realm.
"Ye Lin, where is your promise!"
As time went by, discomfort also appeared on the human side of the divine world. Some people with weak willpower still had many hallucinations and saw the things they feared most, and then they manifested themselves in a mixed state of mist and evil spirit. come out.
puff!
In someone's frightened eyes, a poisonous snake with black skin and a triangular head was nailed to the ground with an arrow shot by the person next to him with quick eyes and hands.
The poisonous snake was a lingering shadow in his memory. It once entered his room through the unclosed door on a rainy evening.
The poisonous snake pinned to the ground by the arrow twisted violently a few times and turned into a mixture of demonic mist. Not long after, another poisonous snake with the same appearance appeared.
Holding his head high, he spit out the same black snake letter.
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The Forest of Awakening
"The world of gods has changed. This is a disaster that affects three continents and even three worlds. The evil spirit and mist will rush to the heaven and Arad." He Mouni held the six-string harp and pressed her fingers on the subdued The strings are playing, and the beautiful eyes are worried.
For non-gods, even mist with positive effects will first modify the human body, making people dizzy, numb, vomiting, and physically weak for a long time.
The band with Monie and Muse used their original musical power to appease the mythical beasts and monsters near the Forest of Awakening, and there was also a protective barrier hidden here by Elgon the Hermit, which protected them from the erosion of monsters. Therefore, it is now a relatively safe and clean place in the God Realm.
The nearby mythical beasts have already smelled the danger and gathered here to look at the outside world. Their spirits became alert. Some of the Esparkars couldn't help but walk around, their hard hooves making a clear clicking sound, and their soft hooves. Shiling also swung his big tail back and forth, and occasionally grunted anxiously.
"The power of our music is indeed effective, but there is no way to convey it to the entire divine world." Muse patted the speaker that enhanced the sound. They were in trouble. With the help of the seven little angels, they created songs that can soothe the soul and promote harmony, which will definitely help the current situation. However, limited by their strength, the power of music cannot be conveyed to the entire divine world.
Moreover, when the volume of the singing voice transmitted through the amplifier is increased to a certain level, it will have a great impact on the quality of the song and lose the original melody details.
The God Realm also does not have developed network technology and supporting equipment that can quickly spread songs across three continents.
The crystal that could record singing was obviously too late to be sent to the entire God Realm.
Muse took out her cell phone and pressed a few times. She found the Internet. She envied the technological power of the heavenly world, but only a few people in the divine world had this technological product, and some of them were given by Ye Lin.
"Hello everyone." Yuena appeared in the Forest of Awakening. Everyone with sad faces immediately seemed to have seen a savior and gathered around to ask questions.
The exact same situation happened to Qingyan last time. The mixture of the two energies produced hallucinations, and some people turned into ghosts. In the end, the "sun" raised by Miss Yuena purified Qingyan.
"What do you think of the current situation?" Yuena said as she found a clean open space and used some of the magic items she carried with her to set up a magic circle to pray to the gods.
Yasha was the first to answer without hesitation, "It's all a mess. The place of trouble suddenly appeared and opened channels, spreading monsters throughout the God Realm. Oh my god, I can't imagine that kind of pollution."
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"Fortunately Largo suppressed it in time, but depending on his condition, he may not be able to hold on for long."
"I didn't expect that evil spirit and mist are poisons for humans and monsters. There should be some unknown secrets hidden in them." He Moni gently stroked the six-string harp, and a transformation appeared in her beautiful gem pupils. Unopened sadness.
She saw the painful struggle of the monster beasts outside, struggling to survive when they were on the verge of death, with insignificance in their eyes. In terms of the concept of "survival", there was no difference between the mythical beasts and the monster beasts.
"It's hard to let go of racial hatred, but we should actively do something." Muse sighed softly.
There is a butterfly with beautiful wings standing on her shoulder, gently rubbing its tentacles. It is small, cute and full of spirituality. It is the neon butterfly, the mythical beast that she has contracted with.
Yuena's ceremony has been arranged. She took off the cross from her neck and placed it in the center. Then she looked solemn. She first silently recited a prayer praising the goddess, and then solemnly chanted:
"In the name of Archangel Saphire, I summon the gods who are proficient in music, the praisers of the choir, the angels who pursue harmony, and Moni, to come here!"
The prayer magic array where crosses and other items were placed in an established pattern trembled for a second, and then suddenly erupted into a brilliant beam of light that reached straight to the sky, containing divine power. It was so powerful that it broke through the barrier between the God of Mist and Mochia. Chaos lockdown.
Muse and the others were dazzled by the bright light and couldn't help but squint their eyes.
Vaguely, they saw a delicate and beautiful girl in the beam of light. Her eyes were closed, her white hair was flying, and her skin was snow-white, slowly descending from the height of the sky.
Seven lively and cute little angels followed, each holding a musical instrument in their hands. (End of chapter)