Steel Armor City

“Since it’s here, why suppress the breath?” Tirathmis put down the crystal plate and said to the empty great hall.

“Excuse me for interrupting.” A female voice responded.

In the sky, one after another spatial ripple appeared, and then a layer of crystal appeared from the ripple, the crystal continued to grow, and then a purple channel was established. After that, a crystalline beauty came out of the passage, with purple hair, purple dress, and a pair of beautiful eyes with rays of light shining with clear stars in the sky.

Behind her, there is a rock giant embedded with many huge spars. The rock giant is full of fire-breathing eyes. He is six meters tall and has his big feet on the ground. ring.

Wind chime Princess slowly pulled up the hem of her skirt and bowed her knees to Tirathmis. Tirathmis did not move. The rock giant couldn’t help his eyes open slightly, and took a step forward. Wind chime Princess slightly smiled stopped him, then turned around, two slender fingers pinched the largest purple crystal on Arkham Oub’s body, and then gently pulled that crystal by Wind chime Princess unloaded from Arkham Obu. Down.

Arkham Oub’s body shook, and he was about to faint in pain. This is the largest piece of tissue in his body. It is naturally a part of his body. It was taken out like this, no less than ordinary people. Was a lively cramp and went out. He lowered his head slightly to conceal the pain, but in the eyes of God, there was no waves.

Wind chime Princess gently raised her hand and withdrew forward with both hands, and the one-meter-square spar slowly drifted towards Tirathmis.

Arkham’s body is a divine body. The energy in the crystal relies on his Divine Consciousness to produce natural suppression. The crystal is drawn out, and it would have been unable to control it due to the lack of a strong will to suppress it. The energy contained in it exploded, but the energy in the spar sent by the wind chime Princess was obviously suppressed, and there was no abnormality.

Tirathemis put down the crystal plate, watched the crystal stone float in front of him, and then lightly touched the crystal stone with his finger, and the crystal stone hung in the air in front of him.

Arkham Oub stood up, the fire in his eyes flickered, he knew that the energy in each of his crystals was the energy of a Star River, and he held it up with a single finger. Living in a Star River and moving forward, no one can achieve such an absolute amount in this plane except Wind Chime Princess.

After Tirathmis created the temple, his body has shrunk to the size of an ordinary person, so now in front of the wind chime Princess, his figure is not even the waist and abdomen of the wind chime, but his divine force is deep and unmeasurable.

Tirathemis looked at the spar so quietly, thoughtfully.

And Windchime Princess didn’t seem to be in a hurry, with a slight smile on her face, her hands clasped in front of her abdomen, she was not in a hurry, she just waited quietly.

“All the underlying driving energy contained in this rule is not strength of Faith, what is it?” After a long time, Tirathmis suddenly put down his fingertips, looked at the wind chime Princess, and asked.

He looked a little bit cold, but Feng Chime Princess did not answer in a hurry, but smiled and leaned slightly again, and gave a salute to Tirathemis, “Great Tirathemis, this should I ask you. The existence that wants to trap you is buried in this space. This is what we humble existences are just the creatures of existence. The understanding of the superiors is extremely shallow, How dare to speculate about the creation of the Lord God?”

The words of the wind chime are very polite, but they also cut all the stakes from themselves very cleanly.

“Buried?” Tirathmis said with a smile. He looked at the wind chime, then cast his gaze on the spar floating in front of him, thought for a moment, and extended the The hand finger sticks to the surface of the spar, and then a pale-yellow rays of light radiates from the eye, which slowly extends through the lens, and as the rays of light in his eyes stretch out, the spar gathers one The energy of Star River is pulled out of a apex like a balloon. The bubble rolls and oscillates in the crystal like a group of unwilling bubbles, but under the control of the yellow gleam, the bubble slowly approaches the surface of the spar, and then A little bit spilled out of the spar and stuck to Tirathmis’s finger.

With a sound of “zi”, a blue smoke burst out of Tirathemis’s fingers, and his fingers were burnt black.

“So domineering?” Tirathmis faint smile.

Tirathemis’ fingers left the spar, and the energy in the spar slowly contracted back, returning to a luminous sphere.

“God’s wrath?” Tirathmis laughed. If the energy foundation that constitutes this face is the wrath of God, then how big is the anger of this existence to suffocate such a huge world? ! “She must hate me very much.”

The complexion of the wind chimes remained unchanged, and said: “And I, before you came, a lock that locked these anger.”

Ratmis looked up at the wind chime with a strange expression: “Sure enough, you and her have several points of similarity.”

The wind chime said: “Is that right, then I’m honored, that person must exist.” It’s beautiful.”

Tirathemis shook his fingers slightly, and the burnt parts fell from the mortal dust, and the new fingers slowly formed. “Perhaps it is.” He replied absently.

“So what?” Tirathmis asked.

Wind chime graciously walked forward slowly to not far from Tirathmis, and said: “This is a gift.”

“I accept it.” Ratmis without the slightest hesitation. “What about your request?”

Wind chime was taken aback for a while, it seemed that Tirathemis would accept it so easily, would be so direct, and his heart would be so straightforward, and he returned to the initial calm: ” Take me and leave this plane.”

“His Royal Highness!” Tirathmis hadn’t answered yet, but Arkham Oub couldn’t help exclaiming on the side. The conversation between Feng Chime Princess and Tirathmis did not carry him, and he was not deaf.

Wind chime turned his head and glanced at Arkham Oub. There was no blame or pity in his eyes, but a faint helplessness: “I can rekindle your sacred fire, and in another more free and conditional A more superior plane.” The wind chime was still indifferent, and the sound was like the wind blowing over the temple.

“But if we have lost our memory, we have already been destroyed!” Arkham Oub refused to give up.

“Also is not that absolutely does not have a way.” Tirathmis intervened. Wind chimes and Arkham Oub immediately calmed down.

“Change a lock.” Tiratmis said, “With God’s anger as the raw material, then there is only hate in her heart. For a plane that only has hate, another one can control it. He simply won’t have any fluctuations in the lock. For it, it’s safe to hold it in her hand. As for what she holds, she won’t care.”