Mythological origins

"Dingling~"

"Dingling Dingling~"

"Dingling Dingling Dingling Dingling Dingling Dingling..."

...

When the figure of the white-robed man appeared from the memory, the vibration of the purple wind chime became more and more intense and crazy.

The frequency of the vibration gradually increased to a terrible level, so that the surrounding air became scalding hot.

However, the people present were not ordinary people, and the air of only 70 or 80 degrees could not hurt them for the time being.

But the sound of the purple wind chime was no longer pleasant. The extremely high-frequency vibration made everyone around feel extremely uncomfortable.

They wanted to cover their ears, but it was useless. The sound of the wind chime was just like ringing directly in their heads.

"Stop shaking, sir. If you keep shaking like this, you will soon run out of power..."

"If we run out of power, we can't go back."

"Hey."

"What's wrong?"

"Have you noticed... that man in white seems to be a little closer to us?"

"Don't make a supernatural joke. This is just a video of a memory playback. The distance between the person in the video and us is getting closer, just the effect of the picture..."

"Really, Captain, I really feel him getting closer!"

"No, it's not that he's getting closer, but we're all being sucked into the picture!!!"

"Vine magic, start!"

As soon as they noticed something was wrong, they subconsciously used a vine magic, allowing the vines transformed by psychic energy to hold on to themselves while looking for all the places in the cave where they could exert their strength.

They were like travelers who fell into a swamp, using a rope tied to a tree trunk to keep themselves from being swallowed by the mud.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man in white with his back to them in the picture said slowly in a low and scary voice.

"This must be her memory, and she said it to them. He also had his back to us, so he definitely didn't say it to us. It was an illusion, absolutely an illusion!" Du Nai still tried to comfort himself and make himself believe that the team was not trapped in some ghost world.

"The cursed land is really weird..."

The suction from the world in the painting became stronger and stronger, and the vines that maintained the balance broke one by one.

"That is the last hope..."

Before the word "hope" could be said, the last vine that maintained the balance broke because it could not withstand the increasing pressure.

Several people were sucked into the picture.

Suddenly, their eyes went black.

When they woke up again, they found that they were lying next to a tombstone, and the originally dug tomb had turned into a flat land again.

The man in white clothes still had his back to them.

"Where is this?"

"Who are you?"

"Are you... a human or a ghost?"

"No, I am a level 36 mage after all, I am afraid of a hammer ghost." Du Nai said to himself guiltily.

"This is... the world in the picture?!"

"Have we come to the second dimension?"    "..."

Faced with this completely unfamiliar environment, everyone did not dare to act rashly for a while.

"Are you here to find the historical text?"

"Yes..."

After getting a positive answer, Bai Mo played with the purple wind chime in his hand.

"Wait, who are you?!"

Feeling drowsy and about to be hypnotized, Sauron bit the tip of his tongue and barely maintained a moment of wakefulness, but was surprised to find that the purple wind chime that originally belonged to his team had now fallen into the hands of the other party!

The most terrifying thing was that he saw that the purple on the purple wind chime was madly infected by the white light emitted from the hands of the man in white, and it was constantly fading.

Although he didn't know whether the change in color would affect the function of the purple wind chime, the purple wind chime no longer made any sound.

There is no doubt that Sauron wanted to stop this from happening.

Without the purple wind chime, none of them could go back.

"Am I... hallucinating?"

Sauron raised his hand with difficulty and rubbed his eyes.

He seemed to see the hand of the man in white in front of him, penetrating into the interior of the purple wind chime in an incredible way.

And this is just the beginning.

The object that can perhaps be described as a "hand" can actually follow the invisible connection line between the purple wind chime's sub-body and the mother immortal weapon, and move towards the mother body of the true immortal weapon little by little.

"The legendary 'Shunwang Sword'?!!" Du Nai also witnessed this almost miraculous scene, and remembered a long-lasting urban legend in the Empire Internet.

According to the legend, a true immortal who has a deep understanding of the perception of the word spirit believes that it is not enough to just be able to see those who criticize him, and should directly follow the word spirit to send down power and kill all these ants who love to gossip.

For this purpose, he created a magic called "Shunwang Sword". The original intention was to kill you by following the network cable, but in fact, the words of the true immortals do not need the network cable as a carrier. "Shunwang Sword" is simply a magic of killing people in the void.

However, the story has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there are only a handful of people who have been killed by Shunwang Sword. So few that many people are unwilling to believe in the existence of this thing.

But Du Nai, who has been in the Empire Internet for a long time, knows that the possibility of this thing existing is very high. The reason why it does not appear in most cases is simply because it consumes too much energy.

Once, when he secretly "borrowed" a military photon computer, he simulated that a true immortal wanted to cross the Great Thousand Leader Ship and use the "Shunwang Sword" to kill an ordinary person. The spiritual energy consumed was enough to shake a mountain range that stretched for dozens of miles.

This cost-effective trick would not waste power if there was no blood feud.

And what did he see now? !

Someone actually used the Shunwang Sword to reversely catch the owner behind the immortal weapon? !

The owner of the purple wind bell mother body was undoubtedly a true immortal.

As for which true immortal it was, with the status of Soran and others, they were not qualified to know.

Moreover, this was not next to the imperial fleet, but the cursed land of Daochen Realm separated from the main fleet by billions of miles!

Du Nai could no longer imagine how much spiritual energy this palm would consume.

…

“Who?!”

In a secret room far away, a white light emerged from a fairy weapon surrounded by countless formations, instantly breaking through all defenses. It was not until a wizard in a star wizard robe noticed something was wrong and took action that the white light was barely stopped.

The wizard’s name was Como, and he was a true spirit wizard in the Holy Terra Empire, a wizard continent with combat power comparable to that of a true fairy.

“Strange, it’s the purest black magic power?! What did the sub-body of the purple wind bell discover? Could it be that my guess is right, and black magic is really inextricably linked to the historical text?”