Something's wrong with my undead

In Gawain's consciousness space.

There is an ugly crack in the dazzling golden sky.

Countless golden streams of light poured out from it.

They converged on the tall paladin wearing golden armor.

But this man is not Gawain. He is a light under his helmet and has no facial features.

Its voice also contains no trace of human fluctuation.

As for the Sun Knight himself, he was like a burned out candle, lying on the ground covered in blood.

But his eyes were as bright as ever.

"You can't kill me."

He said:

"These tortures are nothing compared to the pain of the past twenty years, and they cannot shake my will in the slightest."

"You maintain this space and refuse to let it end. Are you waiting for others to save you?"

The armored man replied.

Dahuang's guess was not wrong, it was indeed the "double plane" stage now.

But he wasn't finished.

In other words, he didn't need to explain further before catching the sheep.

Dual planes are actually a rare boss mechanism in "AGE".

It does not mean that two planes appearing in a battle are called dual planes.

Rather, there must be a setting of trade-off and energy flow between the two.

That is, the monsters killed by the player in plane A will become the combat power of plane B.

There must be losses, and the specific conversion rate determines the difficulty and duration of the copy.

Therefore, any battle involving two dimensions requires the team to divide the personnel into two groups and tacitly control the output speed so as not to put too much pressure on the allies on the other side.

In addition, the two planes often have settings to isolate communication, so when opening up wasteland, it relies more on the tacit understanding of the team members and the judgment of the two commanders, both internal and external.

Right now this is obviously the most difficult type of two-dimensional combat.

The Ignacio that Gawain faced at the beginning was a monster in the plane of consciousness.

As it gets injured, monsters composed of its power will appear outside.

Namely those giants and light mosquitoes.

The number and speed of appearance depends on the "blood loss" speed of the former.

But what no one expected was that the first time Gawain entered the consciousness space, when he faced Ignacio, who had transformed into a holy light, he was actually stunned...

When he was at the western stronghold of Blight Scar, Zhu Yang told him what he had told Xiaobei.

So Gawain, who re-entered the trial, was no longer the paladin who couldn't convince himself.

His faith was unwavering.

So he controlled all the Holy Light...

Then, he took the blame for a second.

Therefore, a large group of monsters suddenly appeared in reality, all of which were transformed by the dead Ignacio.

It's like putting all the pressure outside.

In order to cope with this pressure, Dahuang can only let people output at full strength.

As a result, the pressure quickly returned to the conscious space.

Gawain was aware of this mechanism, and he understood that only by maintaining this cycle of wear and tear can the Holy Light Will accumulated over the past twenty years be worn away bit by bit.

That's why he uses most of his power to maintain this "cage" of consciousness.

That's why he was beaten so badly.

Otherwise, he can still defeat the opponent.

...

The armored man's sword pierced Gawain's back, pinning him to the ground.

He spoke slowly:

"You are the best paladin I have ever seen.

"Your belief is strong enough to snatch the Holy Light from my hands, which is indeed beyond my expectation.

"However, you still don't understand that those energies are just a bunch of grasshoppers, a group of irrational blind people who will only attach themselves to the strong.

"They can't understand why you are so weak right now, and they don't deserve this.

"Submit, as long as you surrender, you will enjoy the joy of domination."

Gawain straightened up little by little.

Although his body was penetrated by a long sword and blood flowed profusely, his voice remained firm.

"So, you admitted it?"

Armored Man: "Admit what?"

"The Holy Light does not belong to you, nor to anyone else.

"You, like me, are just its users."

Although the armored man had no expression, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then, he drew out his sword in anger and kicked Gawain away.

Gawain slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You're angry."

"Yes, I was angry. My patience ran out with the first death.

"I understand, I really can't kill you, and torture is meaningless... But the same can't be said for others!"

He suddenly thrust his palm into the air, and then pulled hard!

At this moment, Xiaobei noticed that Heine's breath was gone.

The latter's consciousness was directly pulled in.

"If you're to blame, blame this idiot for standing so close!"

The armored man roared excitedly.

Immediately, countless golden blades were generated out of thin air and stabbed at Heine.

Before Gawain could react, or even before Heine realized what was happening, a streak of blood burst out from his body.

This ray of light circled in a circle at an extremely fast speed, and the sound of ping ping ping ping ping was heard endlessly.

The sharp blades were all shattered, leaving no trace of blood.

But that wasn't the end, it suddenly changed direction and pounced towards the armored man!

boom!

The armor on the armored man's chest dented violently!

He did drag Heine in, and Heine's consciousness could indeed be eliminated here...

He was right.

However, he didn't know that Heine had brought something else.

"This...this is..."

The armored man's voice fluctuated violently, showing strong fear!

But the bloody light gave him no chance to breathe and clung to him.

It was really a right bet...

Heine couldn't help but think.

Seeing that he was completely unable to intervene, he walked towards Gawain.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Gawain shook his head.

"I'm fine. As long as I don't give up here, no one can kill me."

He looked at the red figure in front of him who was fighting with the Paladin - or was gradually turning into a one-sided massacre, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"Then...what is that?"

"This...how do you say..."

Heine scratched his head and began to tell.

This is the bottle that Teacher Xia took back from Lloyd, containing pieces of leather.

Last time, it was the one that ate the natural will separated from Linumu.

He originally thought that this bottle was only interested in the power of nature - it was present when he peeled off the Zanluo flat-headed brother before, but it didn't get much hotter.

However, this time it was exciting again.

After Gawain absorbs Gam's skull model, the bottle starts to get hot.

The will inside has evolved after the last "swallowing" and conveyed a clearer appeal to itself:

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry!"

It was also the first to discover that the will inside Gawain was about to move.

So, Heine used his body as bait and brought it in.

It seems that the will in the bottle feeds on "the same kind".

Last time I ate the will of nature, this time I focused on the will of the Holy Light.

In other words, it’s the will that eats, not the energy.

This reminded Heine of his ghost horse and little Sa.

These two guys, like the will in the bottle, love to devour what is stripped out.

In the past, he had always thought that energy was attracting them, but now it seems that the will hidden in the energy is more critical...

...

After listening to Heine's general story, Gawain nodded slightly.

At this time, the bloody light was lying on the armored man like a dog-skin plaster, trying desperately to get into the gaps in his armor.

The armor on the latter's body was quickly filled with cracks, and his figure continued to shrink.

"You said it comes from the Zanluo Plateau? And is it related to blood?" Gawain asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"Then it might be the flesh and blood of the God of War."

"Mars?"

A bald man with tattoos on his face suddenly appeared in Heine's mind.

He quickly drove away this nonsensical thought and said doubtfully:

"But I've never heard of a god of war..."

"That's normal, because the God of War is the god of the orcs, not the Zanluo people."

Gawain looked forward and sighed:

"The church doesn't have many records on this, but the name of the God of War is indeed among the false gods, and he is the first-class false god.

"In other words, His status is alongside Lady Deathspeaker, God of Holy Light, and Mother Earth."

——Is it true that Mr. Sa is so hopeless?

This was the first time Heine heard such a secret and he couldn't help but wonder: "You can tell it now?"

Gawain: "Yes, the shackles in my soul are gone. Twenty years later, the trial is finally over. I have never been so relaxed."

"That's that."

Heine nodded subconsciously and was suddenly stunned.

"What did you say? Twenty years of trials?"

"Yes."

"……awesome!"

While the two were chatting, the armored man had been completely wiped clean by the bloody light that seemed to be the consciousness of the God of War.

The more parts of him were eaten, the weaker his resistance became.

He didn't even say a word until the end.

The cracks on the top of the head are healing, and the golden light coming in is getting less and less.

Only then did Heine see clearly that the bloody light looked vaguely like a dog.

"Get ready, we're going out," Gawain said.

"okay."

Heine waved to the bloody light and left here with it.