Chapter 1207 Brilliant

I don't understand why, but I don't want to understand it.

Because he has no better choice now.

In order to avoid those powerful beings who look here and find out the clues. Angel didn't hesitate any more, raised his head, and a green pattern jumped in his eyes, wrapped around his right hand.

The green pattern in his palm flickered and pressed towards the tree trunk.

When Angel wanted to touch the green tree, the wind suddenly became stronger.

The pan-consciousness of the continent has already regarded the power of the true spirit in the tree as its "life-saving medicine", so how could it be willing to let Angel get contaminated.

The violent wind blew on the skin, bringing a knife-like pain.

Greywood, who was not far away, was even blown away by the sudden hurricane. Greywood took root a few dozen meters away after his wounds were broken again.

Although Greywood was injured, his physical strength was comparable to that of a formal wizard, or even stronger than that of a formal wizard on the non-bloodline side, after all, he was essentially a demon.

According to Greywood's idea, it would be blown away. Then the shopkeeper would probably be blown away by the strong wind. After all, even if the shopkeeper's "core" had been changed, it was a fact that his physical body was weak.

However, when Greywood looked over, he was surprised to find that Angell was not only not blown away, but he did not even move his body, like a hard rock, immovable as a mountain.

Angell could naturally feel the hurricane's obstruction and repulsion of him, and even he himself guessed that he might be shaken by the wind. When he was thinking about whether to use magic to reinforce, he suddenly found that the wind seemed to blow on his body, and it was not as strong as he imagined.

That's not right, the force is still strong, but Angell's physical nature has changed, and it is not so difficult to stand in the wind.

Comparing Angel with Graywood, it can be seen that the extent of Angel's physical strengthening has completely exceeded Angel's own imagination.

However, Angel now has no time to explore what kind of changes have taken place in his physical body, but continues to touch the tree with his hand.

The closer he gets, the stronger the wind is.

But in the end, the hurricane did not blow Angel away.

The green veins in the palm of his hand directly touched the bark. In an instant, the whole green tree emitted an amazing light, which rushed straight into the sky and pierced the void!

In this beam of light, fine green veins connected to Angel's palm emerged one after another, constantly circling around the tree.

The changes here also spread to the distant dark land.

The hunchbacked figure sitting on the throne with a totem mask suddenly stood up!

He swung the bone scepter agilely and touched the ground fiercely, and a terrifying ripple spread out!

As the ripples spread, there was also a long buzzing sound from his throat.

If Angel was here, he would find that the syllables emitted by the totem mask meant: "Don't stop it!"

Moreover, the language he spoke was not demon language... but the language of the abyss.

Angel's palm was still touching the bark, and the effect of the green veins kept feeding back. This "tree shape" that shackled the power of the true spirit gradually began to collapse.

Angel's expression was very serious, because he knew that the pan-consciousness of the continent had no actual thinking. It didn't know that what Angel was doing now was actually beneficial to the continent. It only felt that Angel was taking away its hope.

Therefore, before the "tree shape" collapsed and the power of the true spirit began to formally merge with the continent, he still needed to face the hostility of the pan-consciousness of the continent.

Since the hurricane could not blow him away, perhaps there would be new accidents, such as underground magma.

Angel had seen the lava pool not far away begin to rise, and even under his feet, there were signs of rising temperatures. Facing the might of nature, Angel did not dare to underestimate it.

However, what surprised Angel was that when he was on high alert and cautiously facing the next storm, the wind suddenly stopped.

Angel had only seen the wind suddenly rise, but he had never seen a naturally generated hurricane blow in front of him and suddenly dissipate.

Not only did the wind stop, but the fire snakes in the lava pool rolled and the upwelling of underground magma also retreated.

Any natural phenomena that endangered Angel disappeared, and even the dust and flames blown by the hurricane before, when they floated from the sky, avoided Angel's position.

He was now in an absolute safe zone.

It seemed that the pan-consciousness of the entire continent was escorting Angel.

Angel was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It seems that you also understand what I am doing..."

Before, Angel thought that it might be a bit of a waste to spread the power of the true spirit on this continent. However, it was better than leaving it to others, and he had no choice, so he followed the message left by that person and handed over the power of the true spirit to the entire continent.

But now, feeling the protection of the continent's pan-consciousness, Angell felt a little self-comfort that "at least it was not in vain."

Although he knew very well that the continent's pan-consciousness would not bring him any benefits, isn't this normal? Whether it is the pan-consciousness of the continent or the will of the world, they are all aggregates of consciousness, and they themselves do not have the so-called human emotions.

With the active shutdown of the continent's pan-consciousness, Angell can safely control the green veins to collapse the "tree shape".

Because there was no external force to disturb him, he could concentrate more on understanding this "green vein".

The green vein on the Yinglv Tree and the green vein released by Angel were both one-time. In other words, it did not belong to Angel, nor was it the green vein on his right eye, but was a consumable left by the person who looked like Sharapova.

When it is used this time, it will disappear completely.

Therefore, Angel hoped to study this green vein before it disappeared.

Angel was absorbed in his research, while the continent's pan-consciousness circled the scope of the tree as a forbidden area, so that even Greywood's shouting could not be heard.

Even the sound could not be heard, so Greywood naturally could not set foot there, so it could only look at Angel helplessly from a distance, and then look at the "Eye of Light" surrounded by purple and white source fire not far from Angel. In the Eye of Light was the soul of Orusia and the relics of the fire.

When Angel felt that the green vein on the palm of his hand had dissipated, he opened his eyes helplessly.

He studied the green pattern before and found that the surface meaning of this green pattern is the same as the green pattern on his right hand, both of which are "binding" effects.

However, when he continued to study along the "binding" model, he found that the second data was different.

The green pattern on his right hand has a total of five data points, namely: binding, dissolution, fusion, channel and door.

The effect of the green pattern on the right hand is the basis for Angel to obtain the power of the dream wilderness.

However, although the surface meaning of this one-time green pattern left by the man is "binding", the second data has changed. It is not "dissolution", but another structure that Angel has never seen.

Because the time is too short, Angel can hardly distinguish the specific nature of this structure, but the general effect can be summarized as "stable or tough".

It should be used to stabilize energy.

Angel felt a little regretful. If he was given some time to study, maybe he could reversely deduce this green pattern in the future. However, thinking back, if he chose not to use this green pattern, but spent time researching it, by the time he figured it out, countless powerful people would have entered this continent, and he would have to worry about his life safety.

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As the green pattern on Angel's palm disappeared, the green patterns surrounding the tree also dispersed bit by bit.

At the same time, every branch of the Yinglu Tree became a flowing outlet, and the power of the true spirit inside began to gradually flow out.

The green light spots flickered, like stars hanging on the branches, flashing with dreamy brilliance.

The Yinglu Tree was undergoing its final transformation.

It was like a summer cicada, hiding in the earth for several years, just to sing with its life on a certain long summer day!

The transformation of the Yinglu Tree also meant that it was consuming its own life and blooming at the cost of its life!

The transformation officially began when the power of the true spirit flowed out of the branches!

These true spirit powers are like green clouds lingering on the tree trunks, overlapping, sparse and thick, and with flashing light spots, its beauty is hard to describe in words!

When a gentle wind blew over. These clouds that seemed to be dripping with water were carried away by the wind.

This process was slow and soothing.

But inexplicably, Greywood, who saw this scene, felt a kind of brilliance that bloomed silently in silence!

The sound of the gentle wind blowing was like a beautiful hymn.

Writing and singing, the passing years and the desire for new life!

...

The wind took away the clouds gathered by the true spirits and drifted to the unknown distance.

And the misty light spots fell from the branches.

When these light spots brushed over the earth, the cracks in the ground that were caused by visions or battles before were smoothed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light spot fell on Greywood, and the wound that had been broken again before was restored to its original state in an instant, and its complexion turned from pale to crimson. Greywood felt that he had never been so well.

Moreover, Greywood also discovered one thing, that the potion that the shopkeeper had fed him before seemed to touch a certain power that was dormant in his body. And this time, when the light spot fell, that dormant power seemed to have a faint sign of awakening.

Greywood was changing, and so was ** Tower.

He had almost turned into a pool of mud, but when the light spot merged into his body, his body that was almost collapsed before had a strange reversal.

Even his consciousness that was about to escape into the deep abyss was pulled back from the darkness.

** Tower tried his best to raise his head, wanting to know the reason for the recovery.

When he looked at the tall figure of Angel next to the bright green trees in the distance, he was stunned.

The emotions in his eyes were deep and complicated.