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Part 8 The Road to Immortality Chapter 146 Blockage (please vote)

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    "What does Viken want to do?"

    In a majestic black palace at the bottom of the endless ocean, the "Lord of Hell" Mardimos, holding a golden trident, suddenly stood up from the throne, and looked at him in slight shock with his bright red eyes that seemed to always be full of sarcastic smiles.  Looking to the sky, through the layers of deep blue water and overlapping waves, I "saw" the vision of half evil darkness and half divine light.

    At the same time, his true body in the depths of hell suddenly felt like his heart was beating rapidly, as if something closely related to him was out of control.

    "Ancient hell?"

    Mardimos' doubtful voice echoed in the Neptune Palace. It can be said that the relationship between the ancient hell and him is approximately the same as the wave-particle relationship of two sides of one body, but he is not the embodiment of the 'ancient hell', and the 'ancient hell' is not his.  Part of it is only related to some extent,

    But even so, the "ancient hell" is crucial to Him!

    Suddenly, the corner of his mouth that had always been wearing a sardonic smile froze, and he thought of a possibility: "Viken wants to attack the true god? Is he crazy? Is he not afraid of losing all consciousness like Thanos and being killed by the 'Mountain of Heaven' or the 'Ancient Hell'?  'Fusion?"

    "He balances the 'ancient hell' and the 'heaven mountain', maybe he can really seize that glimmer of hope"

    Although Maldemos wanted to observe and witness whether this could be successful, he knew very well that Viken must be stopped immediately. If he really broke through the limit, then he and other gods might truly perish!

    Except for yourself, no other gods are allowed to be promoted!

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    ??Dark Mountains, "Flame Stone Valley".

    Aitna, whose long golden hair was tied sideways and fell to her shoulders, pressed her hands on the "Sword of Origin and End" inserted into the ground, and looked seriously at the pet "Dragon of Time and Glory" Daniso in front of her.  Si, the mouth is moving slightly, as if it is controlling the "strong secretion of saliva".

    Denissus buried his head deeply, not daring to look at Atna for fear that he would be eaten if he looked again.

    Suddenly, it had an inexplicable palpitation and couldn't help but raise its head, but the "Silver Moon" Aitna in front of it had disappeared at some point!

    The high altitude is full of space cracks and dark fog, and all features are completely obscured by the half-dark and half-bright sky.

    "God-like vision? No! What does Viken want to do!" Denissus, who had initially controlled time and could roughly discern destiny, reacted as quickly as possible.

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    Holy Hertz Empire, Antiphore, White Maple Leaf Palace.

    Rudolf II clenched his right hand into a fist, clenching it loudly, his expression seemed to be mocking or angry.

    "Viken actually dares to take the idea of ??Heaven Mountain. Does he think he has lived too long? Does he think he will never truly fall?"

    "At that time, although He will not truly fall, it will definitely be more miserable than truly falling!"

    Thoughts emerged in his mind one by one, but in the end they all converged into a signal of worry and worry:

    "Viken, will he succeed?"

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    In the "Ancient Mission" underground in the holy city of Reims, when the "Despair World" condensed by the ancient hell projection meets the "Heaven Mountain" projection summoned by the platinum scepter, energy storms rage around one after another.  Sweep up, blow across all the walls around the hall, and lift the dome upwards!

    Boom!

    The clergy in the holy city of Reims heard a dull and unusually loud explosion. Their ears first buzzed, and then they briefly lost their hearing.

    The ground was constantly undulating like a giant snake, and churches, retreats and monasteries protected by magical formations collapsed.

    Boom!

    The clergy watched dumbfoundedly as the Great Hall of Light, which symbolized the core of the church, was blown away. A hazy, colorful "world" full of pain and despair was entangled with the sacred Paradise Mountain where the sound of chants continued.  The shock wave surged into the clouds!

    Suddenly, the evil dark night highlighted the faces of intelligent creatures, including humans, dwarves, elves, dragons, and ancient races that had been extinct for a long time. And in the sacred and brilliant day, a group of intelligent creatures appeared.  Only the angels with holy wings on their backs and the transparent and clear Holy Spirits worshiped, sang, and praised, bathing in the endless light.

    And where they meet, a vicissitudes old man wearing a sacred crown floats there with a face full of pain but proudly upright. The whole person seems to be illusory and real, and is as transcendent and difficult to touch as the two surrounding scenes.  We are truly in another world, one higher than the earth and higher than the sky."Wonderful" world!

    "His Majesty the Pope?"

    "What is He doing?"

    The clergy were stunned. The Pope they saw stretched out his platinum scepter in his right hand, illuminating a corner of the dark and fallen world. The dark and evil figure on the left stepped out, polluting the bright and holy part of heaven.

    Such a scene can not only be seen near the holy city of Reims, but also in Aline, in Rentat, in Antiphore, in Syracuse, in Alto, and everywhere!

    ¡°Isn¡¯t that Benedict III?¡± Heidi had just played a game of cubes and was stretching when she suddenly froze there because she saw the amazing sky outside the window.

    Annick, who was tortured by the erasure experiment and the delayed selection experiment, also raised his head and stared blankly at Pope Viken, not understanding what happened.

    God-like vision?  But He himself is a god!

    Viken, who is in the "magical world" and can be seen from everywhere, has extremely distorted muscles on his face. While using the power of "ancient hell" to maintain his intelligence and prevent himself from being merged with "Paradise Mountain", he relies on "Heaven Mountain" to  With the blessing of "Mountain", avoid the erosion and assimilation of "ancient hell", work hard to grasp the node of balance, and use this huge power to seek the "door" of breakthrough!

    In this way, He endured great pain while muttering to himself:

    "Not enough! Not enough!"

    The light cast by the projection of that half of "Paradise Mountain" became more and more brilliant. The clergy and believers in the holy city of Reims suddenly felt something in their hearts and bowed to the ground:

    ¡°Great Lord, you are one and you are ten thousand.¡±

    In all places that believe in the God of Truth, devout believers and clergy, regardless of whether they are old or new from the north or the south, are all immersed in some kind of ethereal and holy touching atmosphere. They all kneel on the ground and pray:

    "It is the beginning and the end."

    "It's a moment, but it's also eternity."

    ?????????????????????????: A bright, clear and sacred light flew out from their bodies, flew into the mid-air, and blended into the day!

    Suddenly, the dark world was suppressed, and it was almost purified, but it could still hold on.

    Viken was still muttering like crazy:

    "Not enough! Not enough!"

    Suddenly, a cold, silver-white moon appeared in the sky, dispelling part of the "dark despair" and "light sanctity", and the bright and dreamy moonlight "shielded" towards Viken in the center.

    On the other side, the roar of the tide sounded, and a golden trident surged into the sky with billowing blue. In this seawater, there were no fish or seaweed, but erupting volcanoes, bottomless canyons, and silent hells.  Waiting for the sight!

    "Life or death!" "Lord of Hell" Maldimos' golden trident pointed at "Pope Viken"!

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    Above the "Sky City", Douglas said with a solemn expression: "Brook will stay in Alline, Fernando and Hathaway will follow me, and the rest of the Supreme Council members, except for the legends who guard the major branches, will all return to Alline."

    At this time, only the legendary peak can play a certain role in such a battlefield, so Douglas did not let other legendary magicians follow him.

    Douglas¡¯s voice was not loud, but every magician in the Sky City heard it clearly, and felt panic in their hearts.

    "Teacher, why am I left behind? It's Hathaway's fault." Brooke flew into the air, expressing confusion.

    Douglas said solemnly: "Besides Lucien, you are the most promising person to be promoted to a god. Put the overall situation first and don't be stubborn."

    He didn¡¯t hold back at all.

    "Teacher" Brooke fell silent for a moment.

    At this time, Fernando and Hathaway have arrived around Douglas, and the "Lord of the Dead" has also teleported over.

    "Vicente, don't show off." Fernando glared at him.

    Vicente¡¯s skinny face without muscles sneered: ¡°Old pervert, I¡¯m also the peak legend! If you fail, I won¡¯t be able to escape!¡±

    "The resting place" appeared behind him, and the black tombstones suddenly sounded like a cry from the depths of death. This was the first call, the first throbbing of life!  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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