The female mage was not very satisfied with Shaoko's construction of the altar of pattern, but they stopped him from his thoughts, so the altar was finally completed. After sending the professions away from here, Shaoko instructed Master Roman and the others. Then he took some crystals from the capital to quickly restore the turbulence of the meditation space. He came to the pyramid-shaped sacrifice alone.

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Ordinary people walk into this altar, but in just over a dozen breaths, their souls will be taken away and their deaths will be killed. Even those professions below level eight will rashly enter here after the altar is completely built, and the ending of death is also waiting for them. Of course, the altar has not yet started to operate. Otherwise, more powerful professions will slowly lose their lives here. All of this was built by the mage based on the broken knowledge he had obtained from various eras. His purpose was to perfectly kill the true body of the god who hurt the Roman Mage.

After the mage entered the inside of the altar, he came directly to the top. Here he carved countless protective magic circles on it, and finally began to use spells to promote the formal operation of the altar. With the chanting of magic, the entire altar began to rotate slowly. As the altar rotated, some scarlet blood fell from the stone. Finally, inside the altar. When the blood was about to surge to the mage, he suddenly stopped singing the spell, and a complex magic circle was outlined by him with a staff in the air.

The nine-pointed star magic array and the altar rotated in the opposite direction. In just ten breaths, all the blood disappeared. The nine-pointed star magic array turned scarlet, and the mage stood on it. Almost all his mental power and magic power were extracted by him using secret techniques, and then he entered the long river of time with the assistance of the magic array and the altar.

The scarlet light wandered through the long river of time, and some powerful wills discovered it. However, this red light contained countless auras of resentment, which most wills did not want to approach, because only crazy bloody killing can cause this aura of resentment. Of course, this killing is not a killing of destruction on one side, but a killing that is killed one by one by one by one in life.

Although Shaoke felt the inspection of those wills, he ignored it at all. Instead, he used the effects of the altar and magic circle to leverage the long river of time based on the breath of the god he obtained! He instantly crossed more than ten thousand years and appeared directly next to the divine kingdom that harmed Master Roman.

Shaoke just appeared here, and some mental powers wandering in the void came to ask about the mage's spiritual body. After the mage identified them as sacrificial professions, he killed them without hesitation. A green sacrificial word quickly grew from his body, and finally formed a ball of green smoke to wrap the large void. After the thick fog contracted, the legendary sacrificial sacrificial scattered completely.

A hostile strange existence came to the vicinity of the Kingdom of God, and the god was very panicked. Some time ago, he felt that the images remaining in the long river of time were constantly being killed, resulting in a continuous decline in strength.

Originally, he was just a weak god. If he had not been by chance to obtain props that could permanently harm the soul in a hidden place, he had already died in countless battles of gods. However, in order to prevent other gods from taking his weapons, he was just hiding carefully in a kingdom of gods, and the clone he was walking outside was just a copy of the weapon, so that he could survive.

Shaoke's mental power did not care about this strictly guarded kingdom of gods. If he hadn't taken the risk of collecting the breath of this god through the long river of time, if he hadn't taken the risk of using special secret techniques to enter the long river of time to find him, even if he was given ten thousand years, he wouldn't have found the kingdom of gods. Because this kingdom of gods is too secret, there is no living plane around it, and his kingdom of gods is attached to a plane that is about to weaken. Generally, legends and gods never check this plane, so the god survived.

The mage ignored the mental power that released hostility towards him, and began to chant spells next to the Kingdom of God. One by one, the words of ploughing material flew out of his body until more than ten times, and the bloody light ball wrapped around the magician's mental power disappeared completely, and his mental power also shrank to less than one tenth of the size at first. The words of singing formed a five-point magic array in the air. The array rotated slightly in the void. It took not long, and the imprint was imprinted on the plane of the Kingdom of God.

After the magic circle was imprinted on the Kingdom of God, the mental power that had been warning the mage had completely disappeared. A wail suddenly came from the Kingdom of God, and then the Kingdom of God was already trembling violently. In just over a dozen breaths, all changes stopped. The mage could no longer feel any breath of life in the Kingdom of God in front of him.

After waiting for a while, a green five-pointed star magic array with bloodstains flew out of the Kingdom of God. The magic array rotated around the mage for a while, and then slowly merged into his spiritual light group under the control of the mage. After integrating into the strange light group, the remaining mental power trembled violently, and a large amount of mental power collapsed. Finally, it exploded suddenly. Only a small trace of mental power escaped the explosion in time.

The mage had no time to feel the fluctuations caused by the explosion of the magic circle. He tightened the only rude streak of mental power and frantically disappeared into a small river. He could have retracted the green "magic magic circle, but because it was the first time to control it, it was not well controlled. Therefore, an accident occurred and caused the magic circle to collapse. Fortunately, his mental power did not completely collapse, otherwise the mage's body would suffer severe damage.

The mage returned to the altar where he was. As soon as his mental power flew out of the long river of time, countless fluctuations formed by the long river of time came over with his departure. These fluctuations were caused by his use of secret techniques to travel.

The altar that had been rotating had countless cracks under the suppression of the long waves of time. At this time, the mage who had just returned to his body chanted a simple spell. One pound. Green pencil words flew out of his mouth and imprinted on the pyramid. Then the strange patterns carved on the pyramid were selected into the air at once. These patterns ran in the air and then formed a snowy orchid-shaped pattern.

The fluctuations generated by the long river of time were suddenly blocked by these patterns, and after dozens of breaths, the fluctuations completely disappeared. The patterns carved on the pyramid fell from the walls in scattered ways, and the magic array inside the altar was also damaged on a large scale. The magic array that took hundreds of years to build was completely destroyed.

After all the turmoil was over, the mage quickly crushed the crystal prepared by the white-robed scholar. Then he sat on the ground and began to meditate. The remaining mental power just now completely collapsed due to the explosion, which led to violent turmoil in the entire meditation space. What he had to do now is to assist the silver light and the still burning divine fire to calm the turmoil as quickly as possible, so as not to damage the entire altar.

Shaoko, who entered the meditation space, found that the silver lights had changed again. Perhaps because of the long river of time and too much time, the silver lights were constantly twisting in the air. They tried to form a text form. Whenever they were about to generate a text, the effect of calming the turbulence of the space would increase significantly, but until the mage's space stabilized, these silver lights did not form even the simplest text. This made the mage feel disappointed. He thought that after these lights formed into text, the power would be greater. But at this time he did not have much time to study it, and what he needed most was to rest.

The mage recovered after resting for dozens of days. After recovering, he went straight back to his room, where he began to record the situation of his own spell casting battle. Although such a combat experiment was very important to him, Shaoke did not dare to use this secret technique too much. Because it was too dangerous, if he was not careful, his mental power would completely collapse in the long river of time. That way, he would suffer irreversible damage to the mage's body. From now on, he would no longer have the ability to be promoted to the highest level.

Just as the mage magazine website recorded the experiment, An Ling'er's true body came to his room. "Father, we plan to merge the two kingdoms of faces together during this period, so that we can leave here. Mother and the mage Anna plan to return to their previous faces. They don't want to stay here forever.

Shaoke looked at the other party quietly and said, "Have you studied that fusion method?" The mage asked seriously. "I went to your mother's place later. I haven't seen her for a long time. After An Ling'er nodded, she turned around and left. Shaoke slightly cleaned up the items in the room and tried to make his face look better. But how to hide it, his face was a little tired and could not be concealed. During this period, he had spent too much effort to prepare for the bombardment. Now he really wanted to lie in the room for sleep.

When Shaoko was looking for the mages, several female mages were studying the effects of some medicines in the garden. Shaoko's arrival soon arched their attention. "You look a little tired." The female mage Roman held his arm, "You should find a sermon to treat it. I think this will be of great help to you. The other female mages also said the same thing, but they were rejected by the mage.

"Okay, the god who hurt you has been killed by me, but I have never taken his head to you. Everything he has left in the Kingdom of God. When we go back, that kingdom of God will become your garden. When everyone sat down to rest, Shaoko told several female mages about what he had done during this period.

"Yeah!" Master Roman was not surprised at all.

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She knew that her man would avenge her. So she never asked about this. "Come here to rest for a while, I wanted to go back and said that she sighed and patted her legs, indicating that Shaoko was lying on it.

The mage hesitated for a moment. For many years, he never rested on the other party's thigh again. "I know, An Ling'er told me about this. After these two pounds and the planes merged, we will go back. At that time, we will stay in that face forever." As he said that, the mage lay down on the other party, closed his eyes and rested.

Before the female harp mage next to him was waiting for Master Roman to speak, "It's great. I've wanted to go back a long time ago. I'm just too lonely on my walk, so I'm waiting here." She gently plucked the harp in her arms, and the seemingly random fluctuations made a crisp sound, which sounded a little comfortable for the tired spirit and the tired spirit. However, the white-robed scholar on the side looked at him with some dissatisfaction. She didn't like such words."

"You just can't find the way back, the female mage in the blue robe next to the road and laughed: "If you knew the way, you might have left here with those lonely giants." After she finished speaking, the female mage of harp, Anna, blushed her face and shook her head to deny the other party's words. She secretly glanced at Shaoko, then continued to lower her head to fiddle with the harp in her arms.

The mage fell asleep deeply by listening to the crisp sound. Only by being with Master Roman could he fall asleep deeply. At other times, no matter what he did, he would release his mental power to feel the surrounding situation.

"The white-robed scholar who was too tired beside him whispered. Then she chanted a spell in a low voice, and the golden characters flew out of the books in her arms and merged into Shaoke's body. The sleeping mage frowned slightly, and then continued his sleep. The scholar stopped after he had healed a magical spell.

"His mental power has been greatly damaged. He must have used a special secret technique to kill the god ten thousand years away." The scholar stopped the treatment and told the Roman and the others about his discovery. "Although his mental power has been restored, I guess he still needs some rest to recover completely.

Master Roman nodded. Although the damage she suffered since she woke up last time still had not recovered, the most basic observation was not lost. The female master stroked Shaoko's cheek, and she was very satisfied with what the man on her body did to her.

In this way, while Shaoko was sleeping, the female mages and the giant legends began to be busy for the fusion of the two planes of the gods. Most of the family moved to the castle in one face. Fortunately, after more than a thousand years of construction, the base has expanded more than ten times larger than before. The entire castle was built in a planet-like shape at the request of the mage. All the powerful arrays mastered by everyone were carved on it, and countless elements were built inside to extract energy from the void to provide energy.

After Shaoke finished his rest, he came to the Kingdom of God of Anlinger and became busy. He tried his best to imprint the words he had mastered on the demon net. After more than ten years of busyness, the fusion of the Kingdom of God of the two planes officially began under the leadership of Anlinger.

Two huge altars of the same same were built on two continents. All the casters in each face blessed a strong spell on these two huge altars so that they could withstand the shock caused by violent impact. When the altar was completed, the female mage An Ling'er and her clone occupied the two altars respectively.

After a little preparation, the two bodies with the same soul began to chant spells. The divine language mixed with magical words echoed in the air, and the entire plane space trembled slightly. If you look in the void, you will find that the planes integrated into the castle suddenly emerged, and then the two planes began to slowly approach each other. Finally, their edges collided together.

This impact once again caused the continent to collapse in the face of the Hundred Eyes God. Fortunately, the area was not large, and the Roman Mage watching on the side could bear it. As for the continent on the face that Shaoke had before, it only trembled a few times, and except for a few huge cracks, there was no other damage.

The two connected surfaces kept emitting special fluctuations, and the mage was floating in the air and feeling these regular fluctuations. After a long time, these fluctuations suddenly became violent, and the altar under the feet of An Ling'er suddenly collapsed... and the two surfaces that had just merged together also broke.

The mystery of disaster came to two faces, and there was no more continent in the God Kingdom of the Hundred Eyes. All of them collapsed and turned into planets, and those plane sources were scattered on these planes. Planets with many plane sources were richer, and those desolate planets only obtained a little plane origin. If they wanted to produce life, it would take at least tens of millions of years to produce intelligent life. Failure was Shaoke's only idea. Just as he thought, the pale faced dark spirit sat.

She could no longer get up on the ground, and her clone in another face also completely collapsed due to the failure of casting. Although the other face did not suffer much damage, it still made the Roman Mage and the others feel very distressed. After all, this face was the first face they obtained and it was also their real home. Fortunately, the failure of casting did not affect the casting site, otherwise they would have to busy Ting for more than a thousand years to build it again. If the casting site completely collapsed in the void, most of the members of those families would die.

"I'm sorry, I failed." Everyone calmed down a little, and they tore the space and came to An Ling'er. Seeing her lying on the ground with a pale face, the white-robed scholar quickly treated her. The Roman Master on the side hugged her tightly. Although this daughter was not her biological child, she was still very close to her.

"After all, this is your first spell cast, just try a few more times. Anyway, these two sides have not collapsed. We have a long life and even a long time." The mage comforted him like this.

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"Even if these two people collapsed, I can find you a new plane for you to build the Kingdom of God. At that time, it was just a matter of spending some time rebuilding. This would not make us sad."
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