Chapter 357 357. You will rise into the sky
The golden bridge connecting the Ring of Glory soon reached the deepest point that could be reached - that is, near the amphora.
It took root in the symphony like a cancer.
This journey was very difficult.
Even with the Legion of Heroes, Treden, the army of monsters and magic plants, and even the Ring of Glory and Croya's friends, it is still very, very difficult to get close.
Some heroic spirits have been invaded by the gray rain curtain. The eternal magic power is still resisting, but it cannot stop the invasion of the rain curtain.
The Ring of Glory also felt a lot of pressure - the rain curtain here seemed to be the same as the "black mud" in the River Styx that the goddess of the underworld once brought to him. Even the power of the Sky Treasure of the Ring of Brilliance could not be eradicated. .
He frowned deeply, feeling powerless for the first time.
Looking into the deepest part of the amphora, He suddenly shouted:
"Cloya!"
"You have to wake up!"
This move shocked everyone around, this is Miya! Miya is usually calm and composed! He would actually use this method.
It just... seemed like I had no choice but to shout, come on.
Everyone thought for a while and simply started shouting too. Along with the roars and special sounds made by the monsters and monster plants, it formed a sound that could be said to be "excited".
But it was a pity that these sounds did not attract Croya's attention. Instead, they attracted some "shadows" that were slowly forming in the rain curtain.
They can only be said to have human-shaped bodies, their whole bodies are made of rain curtains, with countless sorrows flowing in their bodies, and they are slowly approaching everyone.
At the same time it makes a weird buzzing sound.
Before Miya could say anything, the astral crystal turtle shouted: "Don't let them get it!"
Its response is actually quite fast, but those monsters move faster. In the rain curtain, they are as if they are using space magic to flicker. One second they were far away, and the next second they have already appeared in front of people. around.
The first to suffer are the heroic spirits.
A black shadow came behind them and stood silently. Three pairs of small black wings extended from behind. Two wings covered their eyes, two wings covered their feet, and the last two spread their wings to fly.
It looked like it was being hugged, flying up and rushing directly into the rain curtain, and soon disappeared into the dark rain curtain, and no trace could be found again.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of heroic spirits were taken away like this.
"Seraph?" Miya was surprised: "These shadows are the highest form of angels... Why?"
While he was asking doubtful questions, he waved his hand and spread out platinum light, forming a circle of magic circles around him, blocking the shadows from approaching, but obviously it couldn't be stopped for long.
"Because disasters are caused by 'fate', that is, 'heaven'."
Ivy replied: "Fate cannot be changed, and the pain from heaven cannot be stopped. Angels are messengers of 'heaven'."
This actually involves the ultimate mystery of the gods. Others may not understand it very well, but Miffy, Theodore and Daphne know it very well.
——Angels and gods are highly bound. If all gods want to convey their will, apart from spending huge amounts of divine power to send envoys, they can only use angels.
In this process, they are inevitably connected, and there will even be the intertwining and linking of divine power.
But angels are actually creatures created by fate, so gods... are actually just pawns played by fate.
If Croya is not a mage at this moment, but a god...
I'm afraid it's not them that these "angels" are hugging, but Croya who is surrounded by a curtain of rain and plunged into the deepest darkness.
Miya said softly:
"Let's do our best."
"He has not yet been corrupted by angels."
"The more we kill, the easier it becomes for him."
As for those heroic spirits who were unfortunate enough to be embraced by angels, as long as Croya could wake up, it wouldn't be a problem.
After saying that, he flew up directly, with countless rings around him vaguely forming a white-gold, extremely simple muzzle, aiming at the endless seraphs in front of him.
The next moment——
"Boom!"
The roar of artillery fire directly covered up all sounds.
Countless white-gold light bombs dragged long tail flames, rushed into the formation of the Seraphs like meteors, and then exploded violently.
The gray curtain of rain was replaced by the destructive light of fire.
The artillery fire belonging to the Ark was embodied by Him. The Ark that can soar in the star world certainly has endless firepower and can crush everything, including sadness and confusion.
Only if there is not enough artillery fire, there is nothing that cannot be broken by artillery fire!
Seeing this, other people and the Warcraft and Demonic Plants followed suit. The Ring of Brilliance was in front with the greatest pressure, and they were able to output at will. For a while, the rain curtain was suppressed by the roar and roar of war. .
……
at this time.
In the deepest part of the amphora.
Croya was actually awake, more sober than he had ever been before.
Even though there was a tall figure behind him trying to cover his eyes with wings, he remained unmoved, his eyes clear and bright, watching everything in front of him.
"Alas."
"I'm really a little excited."
"I have a good group of subordinates and friends...and cute little guys."
There was joy in his voice, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the Seraph behind him: "Why do you want to cover my eyes so much? It's because if I close my eyes, hope cannot be captured." Well.”
He was really grateful to these friends and subordinates. If they hadn't been bombarding him there, he wouldn't have discovered the weakness of this "Seraph" so quickly.
'Although there is a price to pay...' He looked directly at Seraph and had already made a decision.
Of course the black Seraph cannot speak.
But Croya suddenly approached it, and his cheek was only a few centimeters away from its human-shaped face, as if he was about to touch it.
There was a shining light in the young mage's eyes, like the sun's light wheel rotating, and there was a sigh of compassion in his voice: "Because you can't see, right?"
"!"
The black Seraph took a step back.
It seemed to be afraid of the light and pity in Croya's eyes, just like a shadow forever avoiding the sun, even though... its power could threaten Croya.
"Hope is priceless."
"I hope you won't be so afraid of me."
Croya took a step closer again, suddenly opened his arms, and hugged Seraph. The latter's body trembled violently, and the gray flowing on it reacted violently with the black rain curtain and the light on Croya's body. .
A hazy mist rose around, like water vapor.
It was wailing, wanting to leave - Croya also felt unbearable pain, the kind of pain that held all the sadness and despair in his arms, and he borne everything. "It really hurts."
"The sadness of losing a friend, the pain of the death of a loved one, the inability to absorb nutrients, the inability to enjoy the rain and dew... Suffering is not a momentary rainstorm, but the humidity that lasts at the end of life."
Croya suddenly felt a little...comfortable?
However, as the pain increased, it seemed that even he was a little numb, and even the light around him began to dim, like an old desk lamp soaked in gray rain, emitting only a brightness that could barely be called light.
"Okay, come and close my eyes."
"I feel very tired too."
He suddenly said this, and forcefully pulled Seraph's wings to cover his eyes. Poor Seraph couldn't resist his brute force at all, and almost forced him to use his wings to cover his eyes.
The moment the extremely gray wings blocked his eyes, some ring shadows appeared on Croya's exposed skin, which were connected to form a complex magic circle.
Everything around him seemed to be gone, and even his power was blocked. All he could see and feel was deep dampness and coldness, soaking through his clothes and bone marrow.
"Yeah, that's good."
"All ties with sunflowers have been stripped away."
He lay down comfortably and murmured to himself:
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"It's up to you..."
"You will rise into the sky and become the sun."
The sound gradually disappeared in the gray color.
Outside, all the rain curtains were converging on Croya who was standing over there, and it looked like he had swallowed up all the rain curtains.
When the rain curtain disappeared, the symphony on the ground gradually shone with a touch of brilliance, and one sunflower after another grew on the ground, each one golden-red.
"Huh?" Miya discovered this keenly. The contract between him and Croya still existed, but the latter's breath became weaker and weaker, as if he wanted to...sleep?
Isn’t that what gods would do?
After sensing it again, he discovered that Croya seemed to have used the Ring of Glory to seal the magic patterns of the gods, and sealed himself as a god...
And it seemed that some special methods were used. Even he could only barely feel that Croya still existed - it was almost impossible for others to sense it.
"Others?"
Miya suddenly thought of something.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky - the rain curtain in the sky had gradually been absorbed, and he could clearly see the outside world. It should be a sunny time, but there was no sun in the sky!
It’s the consciousness of the plane!
The plane consciousness rejected the arrival of the sun!
An indescribable feeling of shock echoed in Miya's heart.
What on earth could actually make the plane reject the sun?
——This answer was quickly responded to.
sunflower.
Among the sunflowers growing on the ground, there was the tallest one. Rainbow-colored water droplets and gray raindrops were slowly dripping from it, and its entire body turned into a bright golden red.
There is no fancy ceremony or halo.
It is flying towards the sky, and the [Cloya's Sun Replacement Technique] that was already close to perfection within its astral body has been completely perfected, forming complex and complicated magic patterns on the surface of its branches.
Every magic pattern is transmitting light like the sun.
The remaining rain curtain was quickly burned into white mist under the sun's light, and then disappeared.
"..."
Everyone in this space saw this scene.
sunflower! Gonna turn into the sun!
This is a very, very shocking thing. Not only the audience here, but also the gods and legends have their eyes widened.
"It wants to gain the authority of the sun?"
"Is Croya crazy? He doesn't want to go to the star realm?"
"Why?"
The most incomprehensible among them was Eurydice, who was even a little sad, "The power of that sunflower can obtain the status of a god in the star realm."
"Alas, what's the use of a sun god from the main plane!"
He really felt heartbroken for Croya. Anyone who wanted to go to the Star Boundary knew that no matter how good a plane was, it was just a world. The Star Boundary had incomparably vast and beautiful scenery waiting for them.
Iotes also felt very uncomfortable: "What a pity."
Such spiritual magic plants... are really rare to see.
It is estimated that even the Eye of Ternus created by the Titans will not be as successful as this sunflower in the future. What it lacks is the accumulation of time.
Just when they were sighing that it was not worth it for Croya, the sunflower had completely risen into the sky and turned into a golden-red sun disk, emitting its own light and heat.
It is actually a little uneasy, because all the music of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" has been extracted from its body, and it can't even feel Croya's existence, only itself hanging alone in the sky.
This was simply unbearable pain for it, which had been under the protection of Croya after it was born spiritually. The loneliness and loneliness left behind by the rain curtain lingered in its heart - it looked down at the world, but there was only endless emptiness.
The consciousness of the plane next to it is inviting it. All it takes is a thought, and a shining godhead will be integrated into its body. The sun from the outside world will pass through it before it can reach this world.
All things will grow passionately in its light.
That is the great divine power that the Father of Light cannot ask for.
Only the consciousness of the plane is above it.
For the magic plant, this should be the pinnacle, the pinnacle that can be reached, and the attainment of godhood, but it doesn't feel like accepting it.
It looked towards the north where it grew up.
It seemed to see its father smiling at it - its heart suddenly trembled.
"No." It answered the plane consciousness: "I don't want your god, but you have to help me. I got the magic power of the Father of Light, which was obtained by squeezing countless people."
"I will give them back."
"..." The plane consciousness seemed to let out a brief sigh, and then injected power into the sunflower's body, and each of its petals began to ooze sacred oil.
The grease and the vitality of the sky converged and turned into a golden sun rain, falling from the sky and baptizing the entire human world.
All the magical beasts and humans were surprised to find that their strength had significantly improved. The oils not only helped them recover, but also increased their "upper limit".
After a sun rain fell and completely consumed the power of faith of the Father of Light, the sunflower turned into a golden-red meteor and fell towards the north without any hesitation.
All legends and gods watched the sun rise and set, speechless in shock.
That is the god of the sun!
The sunflower didn't care, it fell quickly, and the golden-red light rushed unreasonably through the rain curtain, smashing the poor black Seraph into pieces, and then plunged into the arms of Croya, who was just a little sleepy.
Little Taiyang moved back and forth in his arms like a baby.
Croya's tiger body trembled, and the sleepiness that had been brewing suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he was still a little on the verge of crying - he really wanted to take this opportunity to have a good sleep!
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