Chapter 188 Time Spell! Full fire!

This place is more dangerous than the storage room!

Xiao En's inspiration was giving him a warning, and he even had the illusion that he would die here if he wasn't careful.

You have to know that Xiao En is now a double nine-ring spellcaster, with both arcane and psionic powers, and can activate time stillness. He is equipped with many powerful artifacts, as well as the artifact Pot of Greed, and he also has one of the life-saving trump cards left to him by the nameless people. Although the effect of death replay has not been triggered for a long time, it is undoubtedly very difficult to kill him with death replay. A powerful mage is very difficult to kill, let alone a dual-cultivation spellcaster like Xiao En who can peek into the death scene.

"I smell death." The ugly monkey suddenly whispered.

His expression was extremely solemn, and he didn't know when his entire body had been completely shadowed. This was an effect similar to that of a 'shadow body', with a certain probability of being immune to all physical damage. His entire body became like an ink painting, and his blurry and hazy figure was like the outline of a human figure outlined in a traditional Chinese painting.

Quin-To's expression showed a trace of discomfort, and he said in a muffled voice: "Why are there so many monsters here that can't be killed directly?"

He would rather fight the Pillars of Flesh and Blood, those huge, twisted and deformed mutants, because they would die if they were chopped into pieces. After entering Candlekeep, Quin-Tho had never chopped a monster that he was good at. He was either chopping stones or shadows. Even fighting a legion of undead alone was more satisfying than dealing with them.

The Queen of Insects has consciously stood behind Xiao En. She now probably understands that she is almost like a "power bank".

As for the butcher, he remained silent, looking at everything here, as if he recalled something.

"It seems that the teacher has come here for further studies before."

Xiao En looked at the familiar rows of bookshelves. He didn't know why he felt that they were a bit similar to Ms. Hecate's labyrinth library, because the layout of the bookshelves was similar. The entire reading room was a circular bookshelf arrangement, with a large reading space in the center. The walls around were covered with various paintings, and some things that were not paintings, which looked even more dangerous.

——Destiny can be broken, but destiny must be followed.

——Ananke.

Right in front of the reading room, there was a line of words engraved on a dark wall. Xiao En stared at it with a serious expression and said slowly, "Ananke is the deification of destiny, fate, and necessity in Greek mythology. Her image is a goddess holding a spindle. God can break the shackles of fate, but destiny and necessity must be obeyed. Her will is that everything, including Chaos-Chaos, must obey and cannot be changed.

She is a being that transcends everything.

She is regarded as the deity with the greatest power over all destiny, fate, destiny and destiny, so both gods and mortals respect her.

Xiao En's words made everyone else present look shocked, and even a little afraid, because seeing such an abrupt sentence in a reading room like this was obviously not a good sign.

"Ananke is considered one of the three phases of Nyx, the goddess of the night. Nyx has three different identities at the same time. The three phases are: Ananke, the goddess of inevitability, Adrastia, the goddess of natural law, and Hermamene, the goddess of cause and effect and fate."

Sean continued: "In Greek mythology, the first god to break fate was Zeus."

Titans.

Even older than Them, because it is the oldest primordial god and the embodiment of concepts such as chaos, sky, earth, ocean, day, night, etc.

Lady Hecate is also a three-phase goddess.

Sean didn't know what the teacher's real name was, but Hecate was an important Titan goddess in the pre-Olympus pantheon in Greek mythology. She was a great goddess, the triple goddess of opportunity, the goddess of magic, the queen of ghosts and the goddess of hell.

After having enough knowledge about the weird kingdom, Xiao En already knew the power of the "honorable name".

On the side wall leading to the reading room, Xiao En could see twelve completely blank frames. There was nothing inside them and no signs of anything weird. However, in a place like this, having twelve empty frames was already very weird.

The butcher's deep voice sounded: "The Twelve Gods of Olympus."

Twelve has a special meaning in Weird Country.

The twelve realms of Nirvana on the clock protect the real world, and the twelve mythical paths visited by humans are also divided according to the twelve zodiac signs. Sean knew very early that the mausoleums and cemeteries in the Dorne area represent the "Scorpio Palace", which symbolizes death. Of course, Scorpio symbolizes not only death, but also growth and transformation from death. The twelve zodiac signs are the twelve scales on the clock, and Mr. Men, who was forced to sleep, is the axis that fixes the clock's hands.

After Amon opened the door to the law of the way, in fact, the twelve realms of Nirvana in the clock were no longer as solid as before.

——Spiritual vision!
open!

Xiao En looked at these empty spaces, walked slowly step by step, and said lightly: "Sky, earth, and ocean."

“Nature, life, and death.”

"Wisdom, War, Love."

When he reached the last three blank spaces, Xiao En suddenly fell silent, because the duties of the twelve main gods were not complete, or had not yet been determined. Xiao En seemed to see craftsmen, fire and forging, the silk threads woven by fate, carnival, art and wine, the sun, moon and stars, agriculture, family and business, and so on.

Sean even saw the three heads and three bodies of Ms. Hecate.

But he was not sure whether the woman with three heads and three bodies named "Hecate" was still his current teacher. She might be Ms. Hecate of the previous generation, just like Sean was the second generation "Eamon".

This was a failed attempt.

Someone once tried to create a human pantheon with twelve priesthood laws, but for some reason, they all became history. In other Crystal Wall countries, although the many pantheons are different and their strengths are limited by civilization and social structure, the core priesthood laws will not change.

In Klein Sky, the concept of business is powerful divine power, because there are many interstellar merchants driving magic ships. In Kingdom Sky, the goddess of wealth is only of medium divine power at her strongest.

The concept of nature in the Savage Sky Realm was once close to that of a god above gods, but in the Kingdom Sky Realm, the original nature was only supported by the Oak Father.

Humans often give birth to love priests, and they are powerful, but some intelligent creatures in the Crystal Wall system are hermaphrodites. They have no concept of love and naturally cannot form love priests.

It's a similar situation in Weird Country.

After the old era was destroyed, the concept of business was certainly obsolete. After knowledge was revitalized, the laws in the fields of wisdom, art, etc. also became sources of pollution. Any priesthood that could not prepare for defeating the old did not have the conditions to condense the laws.

Strictly speaking, the weird kingdom does not have twelve completely fixed main gods, nor does it have twelve fixed mythological paths.

Because the number "twelve" refers to the twelve factors that can condense the laws of the priesthood and have all the conditions to be promoted to become twelve "powerful" gods.

This not only requires strong personal strength, but also the evolution of the world and the cohesion of the laws of the priesthood.

A person may have great power, but the evolution of the world cannot support the cohesion of corresponding conceptual laws, nor can he truly master a certain mythological path. If the business of the bizarre country prospers to a certain extent, I am afraid that concepts such as business, wealth, and transactions will also become a new mythological path.

However, if this mythical path is truly condensed, its power will probably tend towards concepts such as contracts, domination, and transactions.

Xiao En stopped at the entrance of the reading room. He suddenly turned around and asked, "What do you think is the essence of art?"

This sentence made the others present a little confused.

Xiao En continued to talk to himself: "I think the essence of art is creation." "So it comes from life and is higher than life."

"There was once a painter named Ottoli who had great inspiration. He accidentally saw a hint of the crazy truth hidden behind the world, so he painted everything he saw in an abstract way. In the end, this painting became a phenomenon, driving everyone who saw it crazy. Thousands of people committed suicide because of it."

"So which painting was brought to life by illusion?"

"Or is it the crazy thoughts injected into the painting?"

The words fell.

With a crisp sound of landing, two sharp blades slid off, and the blood-stained blades were broken and spliced ​​at the knees to replace the feet. The rusty tight trousers were like a gentleman's shirt jacket, with a withered flower pinned at the collar.

——Blade Dancer [Unspeakable Illusion] [Curse Spirit] (CR 25)? !

In front of Xiao En, a figure crawled out of the scroll and landed on the ground. It slowly stood up. It was nearly two meters tall. Its arms were broken at the wrists and embedded with two sections of rapiers.

The monster's body twisted bit by bit, raising its blade-like toes and making a swastika-like dance pose with the flexibility of a dancer. Then it leaned forward slightly and lowered its head, as if signaling to the audience, and cut off the bloody blade that was pierced into its flesh at the wrist, and very gracefully placed it across its chest.

Everything around me began to change.

Amid the piercing alarm of mysterious knowledge, the entire corridor of the reading room became mottled and faded, with grayish-white tones like oil paintings spreading all around. Even the walls, bookshelves, candlelight, etc. became abstract for a moment, looking like the doodles of a down-and-out painter.

Reality becomes a painting.

All the objects in sight gradually distorted the graffiti in the painting, and the entire hall was turning into a mottled, worn-out oil painting full of twisted and weird lines.

"Distortion of the laws of reality detected!"

This is a true illusory creation distorted from the field of art, more powerful than the gray soil encountered before. From the moment the Blade Dancer appeared, this place has become its home domain, the 'world in the painting'.

The speed of this monster was so fast that it was impossible to catch it with the naked eye. Even when Sean had activated his clairvoyance, in his field of vision, the movement of the Blade Dancer was like that of Benjamin using the holy relic. It flickered and jumped frame by frame, with only two frames in a distance of dozens of meters, as if it were a slide show. It suddenly appeared in front of Sean, and then the extremely sharp bloody wrist blade pierced Sean's heart.

clang!
The butcher knife in the butcher's hand suddenly flew out, blocked the enemy's attack, and then spun back into his palm.

But the Blade Dancer's attack did not stop. It had four weapons on its body. Two wrist blades cut off the joints at the elbows, and the heels of its legs were chopped off. When the body of the modified foot blades twisted into a swastika, the cold light had already cut towards Xiao En's throat.

Quadruple gravity field shield.

Xiao En's figure retreated in an instant, and arcane missiles appeared in his palms. In the world in the painting, they looked like lines with ballistic trajectories, and were dodged by the enemy in incredible ways.

Legendary multi-attack.

Absolute first strike.

Legendary multi-weapon combat.

Great Whirlwind (Death Whirlwind).

In just a moment of fighting, Xiao En identified at least four legendary combat abilities. The Blade Dancer's attack speed was even faster than the Butcher's. It never stopped from the moment it appeared. Its strange body seemed like a dancing wind of death, and the sharp blades inlaid on its limbs set off a storm of swords. Any movement was a fatal attack.

The Insect Queen groaned.

Behind her, a humanoid monster with razor-like hair emerged from his shadow. Its stratum corneum-covered head looked like a bone spur, and its limbs were conjoined, with razor-like hands and feet. Its figure seemed to be the color of ink, and a stream of blood spurted out. Her chest was pierced, and the monster's figure quickly disappeared into the wall that looked like a splash-ink painting.

——Blade Dancer [Copy] (Challenge Level 21)!
Xiao En was wrong about one thing.

There were no illusory creations in the other paintings. They were all devoured by the Blade Dancer, and the remaining ink turned into its replicas. These replicas of the Blade Dancers possessed abilities very close to its own.

Mask-like black and white faces emerged, with empty eye sockets and lips murmuring. These hollow and mottled human face masks rushed out from the ink paintings on the surrounding walls. Their hideous and sharp fingers had pierced through the reality and descended from the illusion. One by one, gray-white human face masked men appeared all around.

Sean has seen them.

Once when I was working with Benjamin on a mission, a similar monster emerged from the ink-like raindrops, and it was eventually sent back to the spirit world by Benjamin.

——Faceless Soul [False Creation] (Challenge Level 15)!
The group has been trapped in heavy encirclement. In this world in the painting, countless illusory creatures have emerged in the swirling ink. Dozens of times more enemies have surrounded them. Some people in the team have been seriously injured before the battle even started.

Tick, tick.

A sudden clock sounded.

A huge clock magic circle suddenly appeared under Xiao En's body. As everything around him froze, he entered the time realm that belonged only to him.

——Time stops (9th level spell).

The 6-ring time acceleration of psychic energy can no longer cope with such a situation. Xiao En needs real time to stop and enter his own time round. The laws of space here are indescribable illusions. They have been entrenched here for too long. Xiao En can't interfere with the laws of space here, so he can only think of a way from the laws of time.

During the static time, Sean did not cast spells to fight, but calmly observed everything around him like a machine.

He didn't even look back at the seriously injured and dying Insect Queen.

——Time goes back (9th level psychic power).

Xiao En's vision began to peek into the time stream. After paying the cost of burning soul power, he saw himself in the time stream. When he regained consciousness, time had gone back to six seconds ago.

He stood at the entrance of the reading room, knowing everything that would happen next and where all the enemies were hiding.

Time Rewind (9th-level Psychic): You peer into the time stream for one round, and while this power is in effect, you 'rewind' all of your actions from the previous round. This power manipulates the time stream, rewinding it to the beginning of your last turn, and undoing the effects of all other creatures' actions in the intervening round.

When you use "Time Reversal", only you know everything that happened in the replayed time stream. "[This psychic power cannot be used continuously.]

——Time jump [Time Exile] (spell upgrade)!
When Sean raised his hand again, the Blade Dancer in front of him suddenly disappeared. It had been banished into the time stream by Sean, and it could only reappear in the time stream a few seconds in the future.

This reading room is so weird and is related to the twelve gods. Xiao En can't hold back at all.

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(End of this chapter)