Chapter 997 The Supreme Spell

got windy.

The dense fog that had shrouded the Sea of ​​Knowledge for thousands of years was blown away by the gentle and refreshing breeze at this moment. Except for the top layer of fog with a faint golden light, the entire Sea of ​​​​Knowledge became empty.

Those magicians who risked their lives to enter the sea of ​​knowledge have been shocked by the continuous spectacles to the point where their minds are shut down. They can now see tens of thousands of virtual creatures around them emerging from the water. Their sight can directly reach the other side of the sea level. For the first time, the mysterious sea of ​​knowledge reveals its true appearance because of the magician.

The wind also rose in the Time Continent. The golden magicians raised their heads and saw that the golden rain did not go up or down, but flowed sideways, rotating and flowing along the Time Continent. Viewed from above, it looks like streaks of golden ink streaking across the black and white earth, painting the entire time continent with the color of time, making it dazzling, majestic and touching.

This is probably the first time since the birth of the Time Continent that this land has received full rainfall, and the entire world is in the rotation of time.

Not even just virtual realm, blood moon, gospel, paradise, stars... No matter day or night, no matter clear or heavy rain, no matter the ground or the abyss, everything in the world is swaying slightly, their souls are blown, their heartstrings are plucked Even the magic spirits stopped crying, closed their eyes and indulged in the breeze blowing on their faces.

This is the breeze fanned by the supreme wings. When it brews, its feathers can penetrate into every corner, and the whole world is its hunting ground.

At some point, a shadow of a positional magician appeared in the virtual realm.

They are dead phantoms and remaining traces. They travel through the virtual realm day after day, traveling across mountains and seas. All future magicians are proud to defeat them, because all magicians will eventually become them.

The magician who died by fate and the shadow that was born unintentionally are both the past, the present, and the future.

But at this moment, they were all looking up at Ruby Mountain, spreading their empty wings without sadness or joy. Their virtual wings may not be complete, and the color of their virtual wings is dim, but the virtual wings are virtual wings, a trophy given to the magicians by the virtual realm, and a reward given by fate to the brave.

The breeze swept over the virtual wings of the magician's shadow, and each time it passed by a shadow, it became stronger. Maybe it's just a tiny bit, but after passing through hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, and tens of millions of virtual wings, its wind becomes louder and louder, its wind becomes more and more fierce, and finally it transforms into a storm that sweeps through the virtual realm, bringing with it Those distant voices in the pile of old papers!

boom!

It was the sound of heavy drums from a distant era. It was the sound of killing that primitive magicians beat with animal skin drums. It was followed by countless roaring sounds of heavy drums. They vented continuously, and each beat shocked the souls of living people. deep! They are no longer percussive movements, but countless unwilling heartbeats and countless shouts at the top of their lungs!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth-shattering sound of galloping resounded through the virtual reality. It was the steps of magicians who had been fighting for thousands of years, it was the lightning and thunder that tore apart the night, and it was the move that conquered nature! They are the reverberations that have settled in the long river of history, and are the regrets deep in the souls of countless magicians. Only the storm carrying hope can set off their roar!

The magicians also quietly spread their virtual wings. Regardless of silver, gold, sacred realm or legend, whether they are demigods from hell or the gods who control heaven, at this moment they are all willing to be the participants in this coronation ceremony. foil.

Because this is not only the shining of the protagonist, but also the glory of them both being magicians.

The breeze blew through their empty wings, and what they lifted were gorgeous poems, cheerful hymns, and elegant movements. Because they are still alive, they still have unlimited possibilities, the greed in their hearts has not been extinguished, and they are not desperate enough to give their hearts to the next generation. Whatever wishes they want to achieve, they will create miracles by themselves!

The poems of hope and the war drums of despair swept the world at the same time, but there was no conflict at all. Instead, every note cooperated seamlessly and complemented each other to compose this unprecedented symphony. This is natural, because this is the epic of all magicians throughout the ages. They used their bleeding fingers to play the most unique sound in the world. Even fate must be their tuner!

Whether it was a weak creature like the Fish-Slaying Dragon, a high-ranking creature like the Shadow Evil Dragon, or a demigod creature living in hell, they all retreated into the shadows at this moment. Under this roaring and galloping symphony, all their power and nobility seem to be worth mentioning. They can only stare blankly at the protagonist of Ruby Mountain, waiting for the birth of the new king.

If the death of the source angel can make the virtual world cry, then the crowning of the supreme magic is enough to make civilization boil!

This is the will of the magician, this is the choice of civilization. If we can only reach the top by carrying sin, then let us be full of sin until we perish!

In the center of the brilliant symphony, the Ruby Mountain flows like lava and boils like a blood fountain, turning into streams of crystal clear ruby ​​water to surround and protect the two magicians.

If the Void Realm is the corpse of a great being, then Ruby Mountain is the legendary remains of an attempt to become a demigod. At the critical moment when Ash and Fanxing reach the highest level, everything in the world is willing to fight fate for them, and even the souls of the dead will turn into angels to protect them!

Weisel and Rose were both burned by the ruby ​​​​water, but after being held by Ash, they also became the guardians of the ruby ​​​​water. The star sword miracle that Fanxing had just performed was also annihilated and dispelled by the ruby ​​water. At this moment, they are all the darlings of the world, and not even the miracle can hurt them in the slightest.

When the storm of poems and war songs reached its climax, two bright crowns slowly illuminated the world, coating everything with new colors. The girl at the top of Ruby Mountain flew into the air and spread her hands, as if she wanted to embrace the world, or take the world into her arms.

Zheng!

Louder than the roar of a dragon, sharper than the cry of a sword, when the stars spread out their magnificent wings of six star-blue stars, all things in the world are dazzled by it! But when the sound of wings spreading like the sound of nature sounded behind, countless souls began to tremble, witnessing the birth of a new era with both humility and excitement!

It was a virtual wing beyond imagination.

More blazing than flames, gentler than rivers, more unstoppable than time, and more dazzling than the stars. The seventh star blue virtual wing stretches out from the girl's tail vertebra. It is so noble and beautiful, but it swings softly and powerfully in a seductive and sexy arc. It is not so much a virtual wing as it is both sacred and The tail of evil temperament is the proof of dominance that transcends all!

Supreme tail feathers, that's what it's called.

When the stars fluttered the blue tail feathers for the first time, silence descended on every inch of the land, and the boiling ruby ​​mountains calmed down. The whole world felt the supreme will of the magic, and even the God Lord had to lower his noble head!

Except for the magician standing on the mountainside.

Ash slowly opened his eyes, and a colorful virtual wing stretched out from Ash's tailbone. He didn't even step into the realm of God. When he drank the supreme wine, he felt like his consciousness was about to be submerged. However, he finally accepted the power of the source angel and stepped into the supreme boundary with the stars. He didn't even know how he did it. It might be the buffer of the soul heaven, it might be the source angel's compassion for him, or it might be his unquenched will.

His four virtual wings were broken, and he did not have the fifth and sixth virtual wings, but with the seventh virtual wing alone, he did not need to bow to the stars. Even though the stars dominate everything, Ash and she are still equals.

The stars stood in the sky, and Ash was located in the mountain. The two twisted their supreme tail feathers, causing terrifying and strange turbulence, and the entire Ruby Mountain seemed to be split apart.

They were clearly separated by a long distance, but they could clearly see each other's expressions, so close that they seemed to be facing each other face to face. It's not just love that can bring two people together, hate can also bring them closer, as long as their hearts are willing to turn into sharp blades.

Zheng.

Buzz.

They noticed something strange at the same time and looked back.

There is a shallow colorful sword mark on Xinglan's bright tail feathers.

There is a deep starlight trail on the colorful tail feathers.