Chapter 539 The Price of Staring Into the Abyss

The perception around him began to blur again, and the black in his will flooded his brain again.

Like the illusion of diving into the deep sea, Alsteen knew that it was a sign that his "spiritual wisdom" was touched.

And the source of "touching" him this time was obviously the "crown" he had just seen.

Look or not?

Alsteen's entanglement did not last long. Only in his consciousness of existence, self-control seemed particularly precious.

His consciousness continued to immerse, and his soul was contemplating the crown he saw during the immersion.

The power given to him by the prophet's path made him proudly stand at the top of the rights of all his fellows;

And the foundation of the Aida Eldar made him have an instinctive arrogance when facing humans.

I just looked at it, what can you do to me?

This is what he thought at the moment.

Having said that, when he really indulged his desire to peek at the curse, the caution accumulated in hundreds of years of practice still made him subconsciously add a firewall for himself.

That was the power given to him by the Council of Prophets:

In an emergency, he could mobilize the power of a part of the "name" of the entire Council of Prophets in the subspace through the scepter with a special mark in his hand.

And this token that was used in an emergency and could give him great power was now used by him in a place that the prophets had never thought of.

But he forgot a sentence, a proverb that originated from the Ark of Uswe, which was passed down after dealing with the Eye of Terror for tens of thousands of years:

When you stare into the abyss, it often means that the abyss is also staring at you...

"Hmm..."

In the void outside the Farr galaxy, on the Silver Dawn that had just returned to reality from the subspace.

Calvin sat alone in the meditation room of his residence, adjusting his psychic essence.

This was the side effect of the power of "order", and he had to sort it out every once in a while.

And when his consciousness sank deeply, he was trying his best to urge his divine soul to fight against and sort out the side effects of "authority".

The soul at the height of the divine status was extremely sensitive and easily sensed the subtle feeling of being spied on from the void.

"Hmm?"

Calvin's heart moved, and the soul responded to his question, using the divine status to drive the power of "order" to explore the void.

However, the "coldness" he suppressed in his hand also accumulated to the limit at this moment.

So when the fate of the demigod was spied on, Calvin's divine soul's self-defense instinct surpassed his reason. At the moment when he was distracted, this power was mobilized by the divine soul in a stimulant manner, and then thrown out all at once...

This was a moment when all the gods were silent, and Farr's position was not worthy of the gods' attention.

So, the power of the demigod easily occupied the top ecological niche in this "wilderness" where no higher power participated.

And this force is indeed like this. Once it appeared, it came straight towards the "usurper" with an extremely magnificent and dazzling momentum...

"Ah!" A short exclamation sounded, followed by a series of crystal glass breaking sounds.

Although Alstin's end was tragic, the first to suffer was the Prophet Council that was affected by him.

In the center of the Uswei Ark World, in the crystal forest below the center of the endless psychic circuit.

A tiny but unstoppable silver heart is breaking through the defense mechanism of the Ark and raging in the center of the endless psychic circuit!

Dozens of soul crystal sculptures representing the end of the prophetic journey are undergoing crazy transformation under the "pollution" of this force.

And as a manifestation of this disaster, the silver metal texture replaced the crystal clear crystal and was rapidly spreading on the "remains" representing countless deceased prophets!

The cold air is expanding, and then freezing everything that is contaminated!

That was the real "freeze"!

It was like the "freeze" of tin turning into ashes in an instant after breaking through the threshold of minus 33 degrees!

Numbness... itching... and then the piercing pain!

The souls like the tide instinctively gathered here in the pain of the Ark.

But the coldness was like a plague, ignoring the resistance of the Eldar souls and spreading at a terrifying speed!

White spots! The white plague spread in the crystal forest!

The prophets on duty insisted on not withdrawing from the state of spiritual vision in the midst of vomiting blood and exclaiming, so they were fortunate to see this catastrophic scene from the global perspective of the Ark!

"Stop it!" An old prophet roared, and then was drowned in the cold wave.

The majestic psychic power of the past was frozen the moment it touched the psychic circuit.

The consequence of the failure of resistance was that his body was rapidly stiffening as the spiritual level collapsed!

Hair, beard, torso, limbs... a silver metallic texture emerged from his skin and then spread to his entire body.

The old prophet only had time to look back at his own people, and then he was forever frozen in that moment.

"Holy..." The silver light in his eyes and the last words he left made the elves who witnessed the disaster shudder.

After they had exhausted all means to stop this force, they could only cut off that area from the entire psychic circuit under the leadership of the leader of the parliament, and then throw it into the void...

As for the initiator of this disaster, the trainee prophet Alstin, who caused a huge disaster, was suppressed and shattered in the first time he was illuminated by "order", and then kicked out of the void with a wail.

In his hand, the staff connected to the Ark circuit had long been broken, and his own soul was also seriously injured.

The frightened Alstin obviously knew that he had caused a great disaster, but the disaster that happened on the Uswe Ark was still far beyond his imagination.

This arrogant unlucky guy was still thinking about how to respond to the questioning from the Prophet Council, and in his soul protected by the Ark, a silver light was quietly growing...

"What is this?" Calvin looked at his palms in silence - both palms.

The left palm was empty, and the "coldness" that had been accumulated there had long been "squandered" in the instinctive counterattack just now;

The right palm was "resonant hymns", which were the spoils that he had taken back from somewhere after his power burst out...

But his original intention was not like this, at most he just wanted to pursue and observe who was spying on him.

But under the unexpected tilt of this power, nothing can survive by chance...

First update.