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"Then just wait and see."

After glancing at his stubborn self with compassionate eyes, the true Pope Malos knew that he could no longer persuade him, so he turned the book in his hand to the last few pages in one breath, shook his head and said coldly:

"However, that only requires you to survive today!"

With the sound of two pieces of paper being torn off, a large amount of mist that only existed in the gray and hazy wilderness spread instantly and quickly covered Marlos' figure. Human phantom.

not good!

An's expression tightened when he noticed that something was wrong, and he didn't care about his accumulation. While quickly pulling away, he learnedly tore off the last few pages of the book of wisdom.

"Give me... stop!"

With Pope Ann's light drink, the strong suppression that William had experienced spread instantly, but the degree was many times stronger, and there was an unusually subtle difference in nature.

In this enclosed space the size of more than a dozen football fields, not only were all movements used to escape blocked, but even time seemed to be slowed down, and everything slowed down until It finally came to a standstill.

Even the thick gray fog that was rapidly spreading on Malos was forcibly pressed in place under some inexplicable strong suppressing force. Not only was the air flow blocked, but even the light and sound were frozen. , can't even make a slight change.

"What's this?"

In the middle of the thick gray fog, a soul fire that was so black that there was no variegated light lit up faintly, and Malos's astonished soul fluctuations came intermittently.

"Space anchor... No! It's not that I can't resist... can't be suppressed in space, but I can't... manipulate the ** of this moment, so... this is the power of time...?

amazing! It's amazing! As expected of... the incarnation of my will, when I traveled all over... Netherland, you actually understood the true meaning of... part of the time? Could it be... is this the result of your accumulation of... over two thousand years? "

"..."

No, this is not some 2,000-year accumulation, just a **** luck two months ago...

After hearing another compliment from his heart, Pope Ann's face couldn't help showing a look of embarrassment.

When he was madly chased by the first ruler of the Arcane Empire, he personally experienced what the power of time is, and after the Pope of Light took action to save people, he took the opportunity to try to figure out how long it was. With the power of time that was basically proficient in the strange notebook, he was barely able to realize a little something.

Otherwise, even though time has always existed, it is so illusory that it cannot be grasped at all. I am afraid that I will not be able to find the threshold, let alone two thousand years, even if I study it for another 20,000 years. There may be current results...

In other words, the time around here is close to a standstill, right? Why can another "me" soul still speak?

...

"It's a pity..."

I don't know when it started, but it seems that I have completely adapted to the feeling that everything has been prolonged. The speed of the true Pope Malos' "talking" has returned to normal little by little, and even the stagnant fog around him is extremely slow. The speed began to spread again.

Under the extremely shocked eyes of Pope Ann, the figure of Malos in the gray fog shook his head very slowly.

"Your research on time must be extremely complicated and complicated, but after I completely erase and absorb your will, I will inevitably lose some memory and knowledge.

As for this part of your research on time, if there are too many defects, I really don't have the confidence and energy to help you fill it up...

It's a pity that I should have agreed to your terms in the first place.

If you can actively cooperate with my absorption, maybe I will have a chance to glimpse the mystery of time, but now... I am afraid that human's exploration of time can only stop here. "

No...not possible! Time should be absolute! Why is he still moving?

Surprised by the incomprehensible scene in front of him, Pope Ann gritted his teeth and temporarily loosened the blockade of time for a moment, and raised his hand to summon several unusually thick giant thunder guns. The fast speed urged the thunder gun to pierce his body, tearing the human-shaped phantom behind the gray fog to pieces.

"Stop struggling."

With a cold voice of advice, even though Malos was torn apart by the thunder gun, he was still "alive" firmly. Not only did the fog around him not dissipate, but instead, when time began to flow again, the area spread. It's more than ten times the original size.

As for the thunder guns triggered by the Pope's security force, although they successfully ripped apart Marlos' "body", they failed to penetrate the black fog. The moment the thunder guns left the range of the black fog, there was no sign. The ground got rid of Pope Ann's control, and it collapsed instantly without any reason, directly turning into the most basic pure element, as if it was completely killed in concept.

"Just like you figured out the mysteries of time through two thousand years of research, I, who once experienced the Styx and stayed in the underworld for two thousand years, also understood part of the true meaning of death.

It's just that the priesthood of death already has its own master. If I continue to walk, I will definitely be obliterated, but as an undead, I have no other choice but death, so I had to take a chance..."

Speaking of which, Marlos' body ripped apart by the thunder gun began to be spliced ​​to each other bit by bit, and finally turned into a humanoid phantom hidden in the gray fog, and his voice spoke calmly:

"The predecessor of the underworld was the kingdom of the ancient **** of death, and it was also the eternal residence that the **** of death bestowed upon all the dead in the beginning~www.wuxiaspot.com~, so it can expand outwards almost infinitely.

But the ancient **** of death did not completely succeed in his first attempt to transform the kingdom of God, leaving a large piece of wilderness in the core area of ​​​​the underworld, which is regarded as an existence between the underworld and the kingdom of the true gods. "

"And in order to continue on the road of death, I secretly cut off a piece of the wilderness, and relying on the book of wisdom I forged myself, combined these mists with my body, forcibly propped up a A small kingdom of God..."

When he said this, the figure of Marlos raised his hand, pointed to his head, and said lightly:

"As for this black flame the size of a bean, it's not actually the fire of the souls of the undead, but the divine fire that I ignited as the **** of death.

Although this flame is so weak that it can be blown out in one breath, and can only be ignited in this fog around me, it is indeed a symbol of the true God, and I am also the true God of death. "

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