Material culture Legacy-Additional update[15]
(Additional update for "Book Friends 20170816215224737" brothers [1/5])
When Muezala appeared in the well of ghosts in the center of the other world with the anger of being disturbed in the form of a "djinn", like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, Diakmu also happened to eliminate all the abyss-devouring creatures in the other world.
Vigilant's method of solving problems is very rough. He brought these Mawsworn people together.
It's literally an A drop.
When the Mawsworns who were attacking them gathered together, a Solar Fist shot fell like a meteor, and then the battle ended in black ashes flying in the sky.
Well, these ashes are not quite the same as the remains left behind after Material World's enemies were incinerated.
In Material World, the demons turned to ashes by Diakum and Undead will leave some "materials" that can still be used, but in In Shadowlands, these were "forged" by the Maw. After Death Warrior were ignited by Holy Light, all the anima in their bodies would disappear in the impact of power.
Their last "existence value" was completely defeated in this way, leaving only meaningless ash-like powder floating in the Other Side.
The locals generally call this thing "Stygia", which represents the last traces left after an individual that once existed has been erased. It is the most ruthless and painful way to die.
Even beyond the concept of "death".
Stygia is cold, and those black ashes are falling around Diakum, which is completely warm, trying to take away more light and heat during the contact, but the paladin who stands like the sun is not afraid of this final malice.
He just held his Sunstrider Warhammer with both hands, raised his head, and looked at the too "huge" Mueh'zala in front of him.
It is no exaggeration to say that this ancient Loa is definitely one of the largest creatures Diakum has seen since he set foot on the Star Sea War. Although it cannot reach the exaggerated figure of Sargeras when it destroyed the star, among the creatures that cannot be called "true gods", Mueh'zala is definitely among the largest individuals.
Although the concept of "body size" cannot be used to measure combat effectiveness, such as a certain giant spirit god who is specially used to support the scene.
But unless there is some resentment about the size, or some "cheating" strategies are adopted, in the real swords and guns during the confrontation between powerful forces, it is rare for a powerful individual to expand his body size to this extent.
Unless you have the blessing of a mythical talent like "Giant's Fury", a large size does not mean an increase in strength. On the contrary, it will be difficult to dodge dexterously due to the large size, leading to comical and exaggerated defeats.
But Mueh'zala obviously does not belong to this type of bluff.
The death energy contained in this guy's translucent body has been exaggerated to the point where it is visible to the naked eye. Dim stars are shining under its skin, making it look like a giant spirit made of dim starlight.
This is enough to prove the super size of Mueh'zala, which means the super power of this ancient god of death.
While Diakum was looking at Mueh'zala, Bwonsamdi's adoptive father, the Jailer's close comrade-in-arms, the model predecessor of the gods of death in all worlds, the ancient god of death with a series of exaggerated titles and titles, was also looking condescendingly at Diakum with the eyes of an "insect".
Just as Vigilant can observe the power of Mueh'zala, the ancient god of death can also see the sun-like power of this spiritual body in front of him.
The ancient god of death looked at Gleam with surprise. If Diakum came to the Other Side as an "entity" at this time, then Mueh'zala would definitely turn around and run away!
It's simply impossible to win.
The close connection between the guy in front of him and Holy Light Force reminds Mueh'zala of the form of Eternal Ones in Death Force's "lifting".
Moreover, many Lesser God of the void have died in Diakum's conquest. One or two victories can be said to be a fluke, but the results of multiple levels speak for themselves.
Fortunately, Diakum is just a spirit body that came here.
This means that the upper limit of the power he can control has been greatly weakened, and without the protection and support of Divine Vessel, Diakum will be greatly affected when facing Death Force.
To sum it up, the conclusion is
Can fight!
At least you don't have to run away after meeting.
Even if you want to evacuate, you have to say a few harsh words after the fight. After all, the ancient god of death has his own arrogance.
With this thought, the fighting aura on Mueh'zala was activated. Its arms crossed on its chest moved, and with the power to shatter reality, it clasped its terrifying claws on the edge of the "phantom" corridor building the Other Side.
The great power of distorting reality swept over like a wave, causing the buildings around Diakum to continuously twist, collapse, and blow. The substantial pressure was exerted on Dick's shoulders, and those Stygia were involved in the space cracks torn everywhere, and even dangerous black lightning burst out.
But all this is meaningless to Vigilant.
He stands on the same spot, and the place that belongs to him is shrouded in light, and is not affected by Mueh'zala's "shattering reality".
This is an opening AOE with divinity.
Everyone facing Mueh'zala must complete a damage roll at this moment. If they can withstand it, they will be unscathed, and if they can't, they will be wiped out.
This is also a big problem facing all the "god-killers" in the so-called stories of all worlds. If they can't even stand up to this kind of "Divine Might AOE", then killing gods will become meaningless talk.
What?
The "god" you said you want to kill doesn't even have this kind of divine AOE?
What else is there to say? Just grab your weapons and kill the fake trespasser who calls himself "God".
"I am the son of time, the father of sleep, and the friend of eternal night!"
Mueh'zala roared with great momentum, raised his hands and transformed into a war hammer that shattered the world, and smashed it towards Diakum. This blow was full of momentum and caused full damage.
This old Trolls doesn't play tricks at all, and it's all about attacking with all its strength.
Its closed claws sparkled with a mixture of shadow, blood, and psychic energy, and arcs of three different colors surrounded its arms, vowing to completely crush the enemies of the ancient god of death and send them to the abyss.
"I am the Lord of Death!"
It roared again, adding momentum to itself.
Then he swung his fist hard, and at that moment all the light seemed to be extinguished.
However, the face of the old God of Death changed slightly at this moment, and he immediately dodged and avoided the scorching heat Solar Fist that erupted from his fists.
It was like a scorching light cannon hitting his face, instantly piercing through Mueh'zala's divine defense and hitting the fang on the left side of old Trolls's mouth.
Bang.
The gray-white fangs broke and flew out, wrapping Blinding Light and destroying a palace of Bwonsamdi the Other Side.
In front of Mueh'zala, under the fists of old Trolls, Diakum, who was holding the war hammer, resisted with one hand under the blessing of Divine Shield. The other hand was still clenching and accumulating power, allowing the second shot of Solar Fist to quickly take shape in the corona behind him.
"No!"
He said seriously:
"You are not the Lord of Death, you are far from it."
"Arrogant!"
Mueh'zala roared and tore down the giant's claws. This time, more power was used, shaking the entire foundation of the Other Side's existence.
The mighty force that shattered reality struck this temple like a strong wind, making it take Bwonsamdi many years to build the small villa outside the third ring road of Ardenweald like a small tree in the wind, making a rustling sound when being blown, and might break and shatter at any time.
The giant claw smashed down, and Dick's Solar Fist also blasted high into the sky.
The confrontation between the forces of both sides brought about a devastating distortion of reality. The use of each other's concepts of power made the intensity of the battle officially escalate at this moment.
Old Bwonsamdi will run out with three weird-looking Primordial Grip Totem on his back, running in a panic, avoiding the wreckage of buildings that are constantly being involved in the distortion of reality, while cursing the two "monsters" for not being human.
Why did you even omit the part of trash-talking each other before the war! How can I seize the time to set up a trap?
Damn it!
Don't fights follow the Basic Law?
But despite the criticism, this miserable demigod of death still has to do what it has to do. It can only bear the energy storm that is fatal to it if it touches it, and plunge the extremely ancient death totem in its hand into different areas.
Bwonsamdi did this at the risk of being burned by the holy flame.
This is in sharp contrast to its usual aloof character.
At this moment, it looked like a warrior carrying a pack of explosives to attack the enemy's formation. He stood up to the constant light and heat released by Diakum and stuck the last Primordial Grip Totem in his hand on the hidden Energy Nodes.
The moment that thing intervened in the violent energy flow of the Other Side, Mueh'zala, who was going crazy with Diakum "Ola Ola Ola", realized that something was wrong.
It turned back and roared at Bwonsamdi.
But the angry God of Death jumped onto the totem pole, made a strange and obscene gesture, split himself into three, appeared on the three totems at the same time, and danced the ancient and mysterious voodoo war dance.
"Hey, Dad!"
When the crimson Necromantic Power erupted, Bwonsamdi, who was triggering a wave of death voodoo with a frenzied dance, shouted:
"When your children grow up, you have to learn to let go. Don't be like a control freak who always wants to make your great child act according to your plans. So, today is the day that I officially leave this "home".
You know, you and I have spent countless days and nights depending on each other, but I have never liked you even for a second!"
"Boom"
Bwonsamdi's frantic intervention caused the energy belonging to the Other Side to completely lose control at this moment.
These energies are not the core power of Mueh'zala and theoretically cannot cause any harm to it. However, the problem is that the pressure brought by Diakum is too great, forcing Mueh'zala to mobilize the power of the Other Side to assist its attack.
It's better now!
The moment the Other Side's power lost control, Mueh'zala's own distortion of reality exploded in his claws, leaving it "bloody and bloody".
The originally smooth battle rhythm suddenly lost control. Will Diakum let this good opportunity pass?
At this moment, Vigilant turned into a burning Sunflare and crushed the ground, hitting Mueh'zala head-on on the forehead. It was like a heavy punch that raised the head of the death giant, and Sunstrider Warhammer, which was clenched with both hands, was then knocked down.
The fully charged "Radiant Sun·Divinity·Super Most Holy Slash" used the swordsmanship of Lightbreaker, mixed with the echo of the holy power of Ash Awakening, to pull out thirteen flaming stellar fists in an instant.
Those Sunflare blows went all the way down the forehead of the ancient god of death, crushing the skull, blinding the eyes, shattering the teeth, breaking the spine, and finally, hitting the heart!
The giant spirit body of Mueh'zala was crushed and collapsed.
This is the first time it has been truly breached in battle, but this time it was breached, allowing Dick to perform "Execute" on it.
With Dick's current technical and tactical level, it would indeed be difficult for the ancient god of death to let Mueh'zala withstand his attack with all his strength.
It really should have escaped before the war started.
"Ah!"
Mueh'zala roared.
Its giant spirit body turned into collapsing stars and quicksand Dispersion, obviously planning to run away.
It is not the kind of idiot who would choose to fight a battle that it has no chance of winning just for "fame". Unlike its powerful and domineering appearance, Mueh'zala is a very pragmatic god of death.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to raise Loa, a "superior" adopted son like Bwonsamdi, let alone advance Loa's path to the realm of Lesser God.
You know, the career path of Loa is notoriously mixed. The upper limit (Rezan) is not high, and the lower limit (Old Gani) is also quite low.
Although in the eyes of mortals, the mysterious Loa can already be called a "god", before Mueh'zala, almost no strong person in the star sea believed that Loa's Way could reach the realm of "god".
But Mueh'zala did it.
It single-handedly raised the upper limit of this path to the same level as the "Force Path".
Even if Mueh'zala becomes Lesser God, what is visible to the naked eye is that he has hugged the lap of the Jailer Zovaal, and has been given the gift of the Force to break through the limits, but as the classic saying goes, it is also an honor to be a dog.
What's more, Mueh'zala really tasted the fragrant meat bones.
There is really no shame in being a dog to the true God. What is really shameful are the lost people who are unwilling to be dogs but cannot find their own way and can only waste their lives.
What's even more frightening is that not all strong people know the fact that Mueh'zala became Lesser God, which means that once they confront Mueh'zala, there is a high probability that they will be directly "inflicted to death" by the opponent in the first contact.
This is the saying that those who are good at fighting have no outstanding achievements. Those who dare to provoke are killed in the first place. Where is the chance to spread their reputation?
Unfortunately, the son Mueh'zala taught is too much like it.
Old Bwonsamdi was truly superior to his old master. At the moment when the ancient god of death's body collapsed, a large net woven by the Other Side's energy tightened instantly. In the explosion of the Other Side's foundation collapse, old Bwonsamdi yelled and tightened with all his strength, vowing to bind his adoptive father's huge soul here.
Can't let it run away!
If it ran away, apart from kneeling down to lick Diacom's toes and praying to compete with the concierge Uncle Hogg for a job in the highest heaven, there would be no way for him to survive!
"Is that what you're looking at?"
Bwonsamdi threw out its last trump card and screamed:
"Winter Queen! Are you just going to let the culprit who stole your spiritual seed, bullied your pets, and disrupted your forest land escape?
Help me!
help me!
I promise to move your Ardenweald!
I promise I will never bother you again, I promise!"
"Buzz"
Just when Mueh'zala was about to break free from Bwonsamdi's soul trap, the woodland song from the entire Ardenweald suddenly sounded.
In the midst of Mueh'zala's desperate roar, in the midst of Bwonsamdi's crazy laughter, in the midst of Diakum's smile appreciating the "father is kind and son is filial" in front of him, Winter Queen finally took action.
Calling himself the "Lord of Death" in front of this queen?
Ha, Mueh'zala, you are going too far!
"Well, the powerful Mueh'zala is going to lose. I have already reminded it not to be arrogant, but it still offended Sin of Pride. It still feels that it may not be Vigilant's opponent, but at least it can still fight.
So it fought a war that it couldn't win, and so it fell into this desperate situation.
How sad."
In the death hall where the Other Side the One was still intact, Sarkir shook his head and stood up with his blood-red tower staff, apparently ready to go out to help.
But just when it takes the first step.
"Whoosh"
The cold, Venthyr soul sword named "Vorpalia" was unsheathed and pressed against Sarkir's neck.
This scene made the Shaper turn his head in shock and look at Prince Renathal with an indifferent expression.
"What are you doing?"
Sarkir sighed and said:
"That is your Father King ally. Without its assistance, we would not be able to bring back the perfect phylactery foundation for the emperor."
"I know."
Venthyr's prince replied elegantly, and the strength of the sword in one hand became a little lighter.
There was some kind of determination floating in his eyes that were beating with blood.
He said:
"Because I know, therefore, Your Excellency, stay here honestly! Give me the scroll of knowledge in your arms. This thing cannot fall into the hands of my father."
Him.
He has gone too far."
"This"
Sarkir asked with a "shocked" look on his face:
"Excuse me for asking one last time, do you really know what you are doing?"