Phi-Fic Chapter 1741 To die to life, to live to death, is for the legend of the dead
Chapter 1741 To die to life, to live to death, is for the legend of the dead
Chapter 1741 To die to life, to live to death, is for the legend of the dead
"I didn't mean to offend you!!!"
Archmage Hines yelled out loudly.Not only yelling, but he also tried his best to pump up the power, the bone robe opened, and the nineteen ghosts on the robe made a whining sound, poking their heads out from the dark black robe:
Hold on!
Hold on ah ah ah ah!
Give me time, give me time for a word!Just one word!Allow me to argue!Allow me to argue! ! !
He thought that he had tried his best, and he also thought that he had used his greatest strength, and his voice was broken.
However, under the golden light, he could only hear the blood rushing in his ears, the sound of vocal cords beating, opening and closing, almost tearing, and the sound of air jetting out from his nose and throat.
Other than that, he didn't hear his own cry, nor did he hear the screams of ghosts on the bone robes—when the golden light fell, they retracted one by one, or in other words, they were pressed back into the bone robes. among.
Bursts of black smoke emitted from the dark robes, and the ghost screamed heart-piercingly, obviously being severely injured in the sunlight.But the screams only echoed in the meditation world of Archmage Haines, and could not be heard at all.
not good!
That does not work!
I gotta get my voice out!I have to let the sun god know!I have to make it clear, it's not that I want to claim the Virgin of the Sun, it's not that I want to offend the gods!
"It's not me! It's not my idea! I'm just conveying! Relaying! Great Sun God, I don't mean to offend—"
Archmage Haines yelled desperately.While shouting, he tried his best to diffuse his mental power, and expressed the same meaning with the vibration of his mental power:
Under the divine light of the sun, shouting may not be able to make a sound, but the spiritual power can definitely be conveyed!Since the sun god is a god, his sensitivity to spiritual power must be much more sensitive than that of humans!
However, spreading spiritual power is not so easy.Especially the high-level necromancers, under the light of the sun god, their spiritual power almost has the feeling of walking into the flames naked——
pain!
It hurts so much!
The pain spreads inch by inch, and the pain spreads foot by foot.What's even more frightening is that under the divine light of the sun, the mental power that I have honed through hard work is almost like black snow under the scorching sun. As soon as it is exposed, it melts inch by inch!
But you have to shout!If you can't shout out, you will be killed!
Archmage Hines yelled in his heart, "Langel misunderstood me", "Langel is a fool, you can ask yourself", while shaking his mental power desperately, shouting desperately.
Shout out by yourself, and ask ghosts and undead creatures to help you shout, what will be killed by the sun, and precious ghosts will be lost, don't think about such things!
Let's survive first! ! !
However, even with such efforts, the gap between a demigod and a high-level mage is still as large as a natural moat, making people involuntarily fall into despair.
The mental power is pushed out an inch, then pushed back, pushed out another inch, and pushed back again.Every time I was pressed back, part of my spiritual power was burned away, and even my head hurt like a hundred thousand steel nails were being chiseled——
It's still hot!
In the sun disc, the golden sun's divine light surged out, covering him and illuminating the entire hall.
From the corner of the eye of Archmage Haines, he saw that the king of the Sun Kingdom and the servants serving in the hall had all knelt down on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the ground.Obviously, no one can speak for him, no one can help him...
Only on your own!
It's just that you can't rely too much on yourself.Endless light and heat descended on the hall and upon him.Mighty and mighty, like mountains and seas, like knives and swords.
Gradually, the ghost melted, and the bone robe went from smoking to burning, and was finally torn off by Archmage Haines and thrown away.Under the white bone robe, two or three defensive instruments tried their best to support it, but they couldn't stop the golden light from penetrating through the clothes and shining on the body——
pain!
Every inch of skin hurts!
The exposed skin had already started to turn red, black, and blistered; the skin covered under the clothes also began to tremble violently, causing more pain.
Many necromancers, in the process of advancing, their bodies will be soaked in the breath of death, and they will start to become more and more undead creatures.
This is especially true for Archmage Hines who has stepped into the half-step legendary realm. The elementalization of his body is almost a process of death. He is only short of the last step, the last leap, and can transform into a lich like His Excellency the Immortal.
However, such elementalization and permeation made him extremely uncomfortable in front of the divine light of the sun god Viracocha!The sun is yang to yang, to strong to strong, and it has the strongest restraint against the breath of death:
Not only restrained, but also counteracted, still burning!
Archmage Hines was miserable.Not only the mental strength, but also the physical body, like a snowman under the scorching sun, is crumbling, and it feels like it will melt soon!
no more...
It really doesn't work...
I have to save myself, I must save myself!If I'm not a half-step legend...if I'm a legend...if I become a legend, then, under the light of the sun god, I should be able to last a little longer!
Moreover, legends and non-legends, even in the eyes of gods, are different... Legends are immortals, and gods will take a high look at them.And if one day fails to reach the legend, in the eyes of the gods, they are all ants!
but……
How to advance to legend, how to ascend to legend...
Archmage Hines slowly closed his eyes.Raise your head, open your arms, and fully expose yourself to the divine light of the sun.
From the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, from the skin to the depths of the internal organs, every inch, every minute, is being burned by the sun.The breath of death inside the body is entangled and struggling with the sunlight, constantly retreating and disappearing into nothingness.
After so many years, so much hard work, step by step, from a mage apprentice to a half-step legend, all the accumulated strength is melting away like boiling soup and snow.Archmage Hines didn't care, he just concentrated on it wholeheartedly:
If the skin is hurting, then it’s okay to be in pain; if the muscles and bones are moaning, then it’s okay to moan; if the mental strength is screaming, then it’s okay to scream...
For this jump, try your best to jump over the legendary barrier!
In fact, his accumulation is enough.Really enough.Spiritual power has accumulated to the limit, and if there is a little more, the meditation world will not be able to bear it;
Elementalization, the impregnation of the breath of death has reached the extreme, if there is more, if there is no qualitative change, it will die directly;
In the study and research of spells, everything that can be learned has been learned, and those that can be studied, except for those that have no clue so far, have been thoroughly studied.Up to now, he is only one step away:
Gather all the spirit, integrate all the power of the body, and take that step towards the other side of life and death!
He just didn't dare.
Never dared.
If he doesn't step out, he is a nineteenth-level archmage, a half-step legend, standing at the highest place under the legend in this world.With his lifespan, although he will not be able to live forever, it is not difficult to enjoy another 50 or 100 years.
Step out, or become a legend, or become an ignorant undead creature, or simply run away with the death breath and become a corpse...
Be buried in a grave, or become a skeleton, a corpse witch, or other tool-like existences controlled by colleagues and younger generations.
And the odds of success...
Likelihood of success...
From the beginning to today, Archmage Hines has seen not ten but five necromancers who have failed to hit the legend.Even, the dark gold skeleton in his hand was inherited from his fellow disciple——
This is "inheritance" in the true sense. The physical body after the failure to attack the legend is left behind and left for the juniors to use as waste...
But now, there is no room for hesitation.If you rush, you will die, if you don't rush, you will die.Give it a shot, if you succeed, you may still have a chance to survive.
Archmage Hines' heart gradually calmed down.The golden light covering his body, the pain in his body, the coercion of the gods, all of them were all regarded as nothing by him.
He didn't even try to make a sound anymore, he no longer tried to convey his innocence to the Sun God, but he focused on recalling the experience in the master's school about shocking the legend——
"Don't be afraid of death. If you are afraid of death, you will die."
"You have to accept death in order to live."
"Think about why you want to live. Think about why you want to live, why you want to seek eternal life—even if it is immortality in the form of an undead."
"Open your arms and fall to the river of death. If you accept it, it will embrace you and hold you calmly; if you don't accept it, you will struggle desperately, and it will drown you and devour you..."
"Don't come back, don't come back, don't come back..."
"Don't forcibly awaken the undead...even if it's your close relative, your beloved, even if it's yourself..."
"Don't try to cross the river of death twice... In this world, you can only go forward..."
Archmage Hines didn't understand.Before, he didn't quite understand: when a person dies, he is dead, and when a person dies, there is nothing left.
Why accept death first?After death, what else awaits him?
However, the sun shrouded it, and the golden flame burned.The skin was carbonized, the muscles contracted, and the bones creaked and cracked.Maybe he's going to die soon, maybe he's already dead—what does the world look like after death...
Just like His Excellency the Immortal... What kind of power is supporting him to stay in this world?
Golden light penetrates the body.Archmage Hines felt that he had become transparent and was about to disappear in this world—but at this moment, an endless world unfolded in front of him:
Death is another way of living.
Death is part of this world.
Only those who want to stay in this world—not out of hatred, not out of fear, not out of greed—but, accepting their own death calmly, but still wanting to stay in this world—can stay!
Those who fear death should not be legendary for the dead; those who hate the living should not be legendary for the dead.Only those who simply want to explore the mysteries of the world and go on this path firmly can ford the river of death!
Die to live, live to die.Only knowledge and the mysteries of the world can support an undead person to stay in this world for a long time——
In an instant, black flames burned everywhere.Burning through his skin, burning through his muscles, burning through his bones.When the black flame dissipated, a shiny black skeleton like black jade, dotted with golden light like golden sand, slowly raised its head.
The upper and lower teeth of the skull "clicked", "clicked", knocking non-stop, making a dry and crisp sound.Amidst the knocking sound, there was a steady fluctuation of mental power:
"Great Sun God Viracocha, I do not intend to offend you, I am just conveying a request for my colleagues—"
(End of this chapter)