Chapter 676

Deep in consciousness.

The pale gold balance is like a string moon, hanging high on the top, scattering hazy light.

"Essence as weight!"

Modrian hesitated. If he changed to any other currency, he would never appear so uncertain as now. Only when the essence is used as a weight, he must deeply consider the specific gains and losses.

Because in his opinion, whether it is blue essence or orange essence, it can be equivalent to part of the strength of Valoran collar.

Although the previous call only got four hero cards, there are a large number of other types of cards, which undoubtedly adds a lot of strength to Valoran's collar.

"Destiny, balance!"

Thoughts surging, modrian couldn't help thinking of the change that the first fate card gave Valoran's tie, and there are indelible traces so far.

"So this time? Will the balance of fate also bring unexpected gains?"

As soon as the idea came up, modrian felt a touch of dryness and heat in the depths of his soul, which made him unable to settle his thoughts. Different ideas turned into demons and angels, wandering in the depths of his mind and shouting at each other.

"What am I afraid of?"

However, in a moment, modrian immediately reacted and mocked himself: "even if my idea is wrong, the card in the name of fate will not be worse. After all, it is a temporary task reward given by the system with a lower limit."

At present, modrian's mind is settled, and his consciousness floats to the system panel, pulling out the essence of 1000 points of Zhan blue and placing it on the milky white tray.

to be sonorous!

As soon as a pile of blue essence entered the scope of the destiny balance, they turned into heavy blue weights, fell neatly and tiled trays.

Buzz! Buzz!

With the accumulation of weights, the balance began to tilt towards modrian, and in his field of vision, there was a dark green data stream flashing on the tray at the other end of the balance, gradually condensing a simple card.

Based on the style alone, he can conclude that it is just an architectural card, and it seems to be a building he has seen before, not a rare building, but a more common architectural card.

"Tut Tut, stingy system!"

Modrian gave up some unrealistic ideas in his heart and continued to extract the blue essence in the system panel, turn it into small and heavy blue weights and stack them in the balance tray.

As time goes by, weights increase.

The hero alliance system changes accordingly.

The dark green data stream began to be illusory, and the style of condensed cards was also chaotic and hazy. Sometimes it turned into architecture cards, sometimes ace soldier cards, sometimes purple random equipment cards, or random hero cards

In short, the style of cards becomes more and more exquisite and perfect with the increase of weights.

"Have you reached the limit? Or do you want to add some other weights?"

Modrian has always been paying attention to the change of the balance of fate. Until now, no matter how much blue essence he has invested, it seems that the style of cards is limited to some range, and there has never been any single special card.

He looked at the system panel, clenched his teeth, and consciously pulled out a large number of orange essence and landed on the tray.

Click!

The clear orange essence turned into a beautiful weight and just fell into the tray, which immediately caused the change of dark green data flow at the other end, and the unreal cards shook violently and filled with blood.

"Continue!"

Modrian saw that his filling worked, but it did not cause qualitative change. He was ruthless and pulled out an uncertain number of orange essence again and fell into the tray.

to be sonorous!

Weight filling.

In an instant, the balance was out of balance.

The tray in front of modrian rises high, and the tray at the other end instantly falls to the bottom. The tangled dark green data stream is flocculent, soaked with blood color and filled with strong rust smell.

[Ding... Congratulations to the host. Successfully use the card: destiny balance and obtain a reward.....]

The cold system prompt sounded quietly in his ears. Modrian was attentive and waited. The fate balance reflected in his pupil turned into golden sand and dissipated slowly.

[designated hero card: ATOX]!

"Sword demon?"

As soon as the system prompt sound fell, modrian whispered subconsciously. Before he could respond, a large amount of blood red appeared out of thin air in the depths of consciousness, like a towering wave.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The wave of Yan red blood came, pulled modrian into the sea of blood, and from time to time, there would be waves swinging, exploding, flying, falling back to the tide again, surging forward.

......

Inside the magic chamber, the atmosphere is quiet.

The suspended pale gold balance seems to have lost energy support and is gradually fading into the air.

Click! Click! Click!

Suddenly, the figure of modrian standing straight staggered back, step by step, stepping on the floor.

"Damn it, the card is out of control!"

Consciousness returns to the body, modrian said in a deep voice. In the depths of his eyes, the exquisite system panel is stained with a few strands of blood, but when he breathes, it spreads along the corners of his eyes like blood and tears.

A rare accident.

In all his previous summoning card experiences, only once, which is somewhat similar to the current accident.

It is a fear event that once summoned ancient fear Frederick.

As the ancient and frightening ancient fear of Valoran, when fedtik recovered, endless black crows poured out and flooded the chamber of secrets.

While modrian was caught off guard, especially in the case of close contact, he had no time to respond, so he was deeply in the ocean of fear.

Even if he has the strength of a high-level legend, he can't get rid of it.

Fortunately, there were panson and Swein guarding him silently and waking him up in fear, so that he would not be too rude in front of Federick.

After that call, he named the fear caused by Federick

[card out of control]!

Now, he has another card out of control.

"Dark sword demon yatox!"

Many legends in Valoran have mentioned the dark demon sword. Some describe him as a God, others say he is a devil, and so on, but they never deny his terrible power!

The blood color permeated the eyes, turned into strands of red silk, and covered the floor of the magic chamber.

Suddenly, the sea of blood came.

The surging waves, like a sharp Blood Sword, swam in the void, but with a few strokes, quickly outlined a strange and frightening red Dharma array.

Buzz!

The dense fog gradually filled the sky of the red Dharma array, forming a solid deep cage. Countless complicated runes flowed on the surface, like shackles and imprisoned demons.

"Listen..."

"Extinct, dead!"

The wanton crazy voice resounded through the secret room, and the red Dharma array burst into brilliant light in an instant.

Click!

The deep cage was broken. A huge red sword cut the array and embedded it into the ground of the secret room. Then a strong arm wrapped in black armor stretched out the fog and held the handle of the sword.

"Well... I smell familiar!"

"The pretentious Persson, and... The devil Swein!"

The fog drifted away, and the air was full of the smell of death and ashes.

Then heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall and strong figure walked out of the Dharma array. His red body was like a mountain, bringing suffocating pressure.

Under the black two horned helmet, crazy red eyes looked around the secret room, first looked at panson, then paused on svein, and finally looked at modrian.

"The new master?"

ATOX pulled out the red giant sword embedded in the ground, and the momentum of terror suddenly rose, like the end, enveloping modrian and others.

At the same time, the magic runes engraved in the secret room collapsed one after another, and the blood red momentum was like a free beast clinging to the wall to vent his inner rage and desire to kill.

"Sorry, my will doesn't allow..."

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

The cyan hurricane blew away the smell of death and ashes along the gap of the wall, and then turned into a shield of the wind to guard in front of modrian.

"Fury of the storm, Cana?"

Yatox's footsteps stopped slightly. He didn't care about panson and svein. Although he had been cut off by panson, it was the past. Now he is stronger and will crush panson's body and empty svein's mind. (self belief)

It's just that if there is another Jana now, the situation will be somewhat different

"Hmm?" ATOX frowned, his back wings stirred gently. He looked into the shadow of the corner. A scarecrow in a broken linen shirt was staring at him quietly, and his indifferent eyes made him a little afraid.

"Ancient fear Frederick!"

"And... Cuishen aiong!"

With his eyes turning, ATOX stopped moving forward and stood in place. He noticed the huge dark green tree slowly condensed behind modrian. The majestic vitality made him feel uneasy.

Hoo Hoo! Hoo Hoo!

In the magic chamber, the atmosphere was suddenly stagnant, and only the cyan hurricane made a slight movement.

Modrian held his arms and looked at yatos in front of him. Since he had experienced a card out of control, why didn't he make more preparations?

In particular, this lucky draw is particularly important. He has made great efforts and made full preparations.

Five to one!

Even far more.

Even so, modrian was secretly wary that the dark born sword demon yatox was far from as simple as people thought.

The second line is just the cry of fate after playing with it!

......

Yatox, the real name of the dark sword demon, was once the greatest warrior of shurima against the void

When he was reshaped as an ascending man, his wings were like the golden light of dawn, and his armor was shining like a distant constellation behind a huge curtain in the deep sky.

Later, yatox led the most elite legion of celestial warriors;

Created the glorious and prosperous shurima empire;

Kill the most ferocious abyss void monster;

Saved the embattled akacia!

Also washed the most innocent mortals with blood;

Slaughtered the most vast land!

Looking back again, ATOX and his God warriors were just a group of poor, sad and lamentable people. They restrained the crazy expansion of the void and burned and sealed the biggest crack.

But when they returned to Valoran, they were forever changed by their enemies. Finally, they were called dark descendants by the guarded mortals.

The glorious history was eventually wiped out by the yellow sand all over the sky;

Great names are also forgotten by a long time!

Many deeds left by ATOX and the God warrior were dismissed by the light, and the evil soul was bound by holiness!

They lost their homeland;

They lost their comrades in arms;

They lost the enemy;

They lost their existence!

So they

Choose revenge!

Choose to fall!

Choose crazy!

Choose annihilation!

......

"From God to dark descendant!"

After digesting the memory information from the system, modrian whispered, "the drop is really a little big!"

Glory dies, revenge fails.

The power of the Twilight star spirit imprisons ATOX and locks his soul forever in the giant sword that has been with him countless times.

The endless dark cage once bound yatox like a cocoon. No matter how humiliating he prayed, all he could call back was silence.

Until you break free and return to the world.

He vowed that even if he bowed to fate, he didn't want to return to darkness again.

However, just now, when yatox faced many heroes under modrian, the hesitation came to his mind, which directly led to the hero alliance system to suppress the agitation in his soul and successfully solve the card out of control.

Magic lights flicker.

Dark born sword demon yatox half knelt on the ground, his proud head bowed, and the red giant sword was inserted upside down on his side to offer a word of loyalty to modrian.

"Yatox has seen the Lord!"

With yatox's obedience, modrian suddenly relaxed in his heart, a gentle smile appeared on his white face, and the blood power surging in his body burned his body like a flame, vaguely touching the limit of legend.