When the powerful divine force through the chest, the proud spell protection was easily broken, the blessing of Bahamut can not restore the crumbling body, all the internal organs into flesh powder, the accumulation of pain to the extreme so that the mind appears a moment of clarity, the speed of thought to the maximum, everything seems to slow down.
The robust torso began to bulge, internal pressure held up the flesh. Lysatos spent 0.1 seconds reflecting on the fact that the secondary artifacts were gone, the believers were dying, and the prayers were being slaughtered by Himself, so why would it still be like this? He can use to come up with many reasons, such as did not expect Nieron has offensive transcendent divine power, Nieron instantaneous attack of the battle method is difficult to counteract, they did not bring a qualified meat shield to mess with the same as a single brush ...
These are not the reasons. The bursting air wave seeped out from the lobe gap, Lysatos saw the opposite Nieron issued this blow figure instantly weakened, combined with the previous limb recovery condition, this is still not Nieron's body, but His last divine power condensed incarnation. Lysatos used another 0.1 seconds breaking the fingers in his head to count, the weak divine power of the Godhead 3, there are 4 transcendent divine power, changing reality one, offensive one, creating incarnation is also one, and the last one did not see.
Oh, off-topic, just thinking about the reason. It should be an endocrine disorder ... ah no, emotional disorder, Lysatos suddenly remembered Flamir's playful words, this will suddenly feel particularly miss the big eye, although always to his intermittent jerk painful beating, but for a long time is his faithful company, even the most terrible days of the destruction of Athas, himself immersed in again Even the most terrible days of the destruction of Athas, I was immersed in the pain of another failure and the loss of many friends, drinking, mania, is also his time to comfort themselves with bad funny talent, and then be beaten up, and then bruised and put on the clown hat to continue to play the comedy ...
And again off topic ... own from the heart does not like Asmodeus plan, too much sacrifice, too much of the deceitful, when the fight against the devil became a guide to the fallen? Then there was Drusilla, Lysatos had a period of time to her feeling very complicated, now think about it is nothing more than rubbing and thoughts of the deceased and guilt, as well as the appreciation of good life. All of this has made Lysatos emotional chaos, calm appearance of the elaborate plan has long been a rush to make a thousand holes, originally was up to 10 years of the preliminary policy was compressed to six months to complete.
Anxiety and boredom gradually accumulate after several rattling the princess's life trajectory, especially Sister Lax died that time. At the sight of the crazy arrogant smiling face emotions finally burst out, and then there is a series of out-of-control: Nieron was forced to launch early, half a month of their own slumber, the great flood led to the elven king was stabbed, and now about to fly up in mid-air head.
One still does not like to do these hooks ah ... words that this is the law that the protagonist must recall an episode before the death of the protagonist as told by Vladimir before the outbreak? Lesatos has vacated the air, he found not feel slowed down, time really slowed down.
Ila Douni's sinister tone came: I said you will pay for the dangerous style of action.
I do not think so, Lysatos still have time to give the spirit sucker a smile of confidence to his extreme disgust. With you can not find His body, and there is no way to start the long song of Orpheus. Oh also, to tell you a secret, in fact, every time I call you crazy arrogant heart are thinking - head grows in the back of the kippah silly hang.
Lysatos satisfied to watch the spirit sucker crazy shaking tentacles, darkness came, he met death peacefully.
His eyes switched to Iraduni, his anger making his psychic energy escape wildly, and he couldn't believe that he was being blackmailed for the same reason three times! He really wanted to let this dragon die with his confidence, but ... Asmodeus ... only a devotee of the Lord of the Nine Hells would understand the importance the Lord of the Nine Hells places on the plan and would never allow sudden emotional problems to lead to failure, the downfall of that spirit-sucking monster ...
This sickening fate! Iladuni elevated the scaly creature to second place on the hate list, behind Tanali.
Iladuni took a deep breath and used all of his mental energy as fuel to illuminate the timeline's cryptic light, then turned it upside down.
The splattered flesh and blood spliced along the original trajectory, Lysatos' smile went from there to nothing, and the rippling divine power shrank back to Nieron's fingertips. Everything went back 3 seconds, Nieron had just disengaged from the labyrinth spell, Lysatos was preparing his next spell, and except for Iraduni, who was the equivalent of running out of spirit capacity to peek at the script a few seconds later, neither the one dragon nor the one god knew what had happened to the time stream that had been set back, the only thing that had changed was the empty brain of the spirit-sucking monster.
Lysatos received a pre-agreed short telepathic message and immediately dispersed the spell at the tip of his claws and charged at the thought of Nieron.
"It's over." The transcendent divine power shot straight out, this time but into the fork of the long river of time, as the golden dragon adjusted its position, the pillar of light struck the golden head of Lysatos and directly turned the part above the neck into nothingness.
The proud eyes of Lysatos were drowned in the glow of divine power, leaving only the precious diamond on its forehead shining brightly as it remained in its original position, firmly denying the user's death. The amethyst-colored dragon's head cried out with a cry of sorrow and collapsed into crystalline debris, then reorganized into the golden dragon of Lysatos, who returned to his original form.
Nieron, who had lost all his power, was shocked and angry, not understanding that a sure shot was useless. Lysatos for the first time in this battle will be the body of the elemental, mixed with Bahamut's divine power of the flame into a dazzling white-golden fill the palace, except for Ila Douni body 1 Sami is blank.
Ila Douni rolled his eyes wildly, once again underestimated the lower limit of the dragon character of Lysatos, actually just after he used all his strength to help him do not hesitate to sell his teammates. As expected, Nieron teleported to this small circle of limited area, close enough to do a face-to-face dance. Ila Douni also took the initiative to open his tentacles for a hot tackle to suck his brain.
The Lord of Rituals glared, and the four tentacles went up in smoke, revealing the mouthpiece of the spirit-sucking monster, while the longsword dug into his chest.
There is nothing more annoying in the world than thinking you are a chess player, only to find out that you are a pawn being kicked off the field, and this is the same for you and me, Sire Nieron. The spirit-sucking monster's mouth flipped and spat out a black light.
Nieron looked in utter shock at the plain dagger stabbed into his chest, unable to believe how easily it broke through all the defenses, and the raging evil power poured into the core of the incarnation. The Lord of Rituals let out a thunderous roar of rage and burst apart on the spot, his body turning into silvery points of light that gathered into a stream of light and fled in all directions.
The wall of platinum-colored flames turned into a large net, capturing them like a cat and mouse and sealing them within the pale green sacred sigh.
The forbidden realm of transcendent divine power altering reality dissipated, and Lysatos gathered back the flames to become an elf in a vestment. "Well done, mad arrogance." Just as he finished speaking, he noticed the complimented one gritting his teeth and glaring at him.
"What for? You're not going to question me in the tone of a betrayed silly girl 'why did you let Mad Hustle get involved in danger' or 'you don't care about Mad Hustle at all'. You and I are not childish children anymore, don't ask me to explain or I'll throw up, Mad Hustle."
If this would have had a blood pressure monitor, it would have revealed that the spirit-sucking monster's cardiovascular toughness had broken racial historical records. He was angry at the Golden Dragon for blackmailing him, angry at him for selling out his teammates, and even more angry that in two sentences he actually said crazy arrogant four times! It's fucking cursing justified, and the curser doesn't have to admit it.
Xiongqi towering dome issued a dangerous tremor, split into a piece collapsed down, the two immediately exit the palace. At the end of the line of sight there was a line of chaotic color, that is the final reaction to the collapse of matter, the kingdom of God from the outside and began to collapse inside.
"Thousands of years of history are about to go up in smoke, witnessing the complete collapse of a realm is a rare occurrence." Lysatos said.
Iraduni was still annoyed: "Didn't we just blow one up a few hours ago! Where the hell is Nieron's body?"
Lysatos pondered for a moment: "Find it." Angry spirit-sucking monster has not yet healed the chest soared an arrow of blood.
A violent earthquake struck, the string moon sacred forest regulation of trees fell east and west, while the square periphery of the stone pillar group stays still. A red shadow struggled out of the pillars, emitting a silent scream, which seemed like a rallying cry, and nearly 100,000 souls appeared on the surface of the pillars. Some of them prayed to Nieron, some cursed bitterly, and the more ancient ones had worn their spirits away, demented. The silent souls and the crumbling world, renders the atmosphere mysterious end-time scene.
The souls who could not break free from the stone pillar disappeared one by one, and the pillar then collapsed.
Ila Douni said, "I think this is the countdown, when the stone pillars all collapse, it means that Nieron finished self-purification to divest the priesthood, then we have made this trip for nothing, can you find out where the souls go or not!"
"The Court of the Star King."
"What?"
Lysatos said, "A guess of mine. How serious do you think the plot of Nieron's conjecture about Avado is with?"
"That's not to say, look at those love prickly heavenly race, if there is a chance He is sure to even the elven gods also captured back to pose."
"That's right, this toy house should have a secret room. The King's Court of the Stars is a special demiplane that roams the wilderness of the Runaway, which is the territory of the Queen of the Love-Spiked Celestials, with Nieron's strict nature will never give up landmark ... attractions. A demiplane within a demiplane, secluded and safe."
"Excellent, Mr. Detective, so where to find the entrance, there's no inserted sign here to mark the road map of the half-dimensional scenery."
"Nieron would not set the entrance randomly like the Queen of the Ayratian race, there is a location that is most likely." Lysatos flushed a smile.
Deep in the palace complex, the two took quite a while to find their destination, at which point the stone pillars had collapsed by a third. Nieron in the divine kingdom to build symbols of the dwelling place of the elven gods, while placing statues, the main elven gods string moon sacred forest of the palace naturally will not be an exception.
Two giant sculptures, Corellon eyes on the Lord of Rituals, loving and tolerant gaze, the latter returned a reverent look.
Lysatos eyed the statue and smiled, which became the most important evidence for his deduction. He tore open the entrance to the demiplane and jumped in.