Chapter 533

After drinking Amanda, Tangqi had no time to check whether she had left the battlefield.

At this time, he was looking at the "human figure" with divine existence.

Almost in an instant, Tang Qi found that he had lost his ability to move. He didn't even have time to see the specific face of the figure. He just saw the sliding white light and the strange and slender outline. Some of his "desires" began to be deprived.

This second, Tang Qi directly gave up the "counterattack" that should have appeared for the first time.

Whether it's the guardian curse, the flame curse or the "dragon roar", as well as the trial and red, according to his previous experience in the face of "embodiment", Tang Qi all chose to give up, because it had no effect, except unnecessary loss of magic.

As for Chaga fighting, it's meaningless.

Tangqi's body, at this moment, really seems to have encountered "petrification". The gray and white color kept pouring out, spreading from his feet, and soon put most of his body into a rigid state.

Inside the body, the magic of the furnace is struggling against this terrible and defenseless "pollution".

In one eye, the light is dim.

But it was also this second that finally reflected the ghost like figure sliding from the depths of the thick fog.

Women?

The idea just came out and was soon denied by Tang Qi himself.

The "embodiment" close at hand has a slender body that ordinary men do not have, and different from other embodiments, its body is silver white, as if smeared with "silver paint", it has a faintly falling pelvis and some radians in the chest area.

But soon, Tang Qi realized that the gender distinction of human beings could not be applied to this terrible "weird" body.

There is no trace of it. Where there should be sexual characteristics, it is empty.

Its neck is wrapped in a circle. The golden symbol texture, like a real object, pushes its neck several times higher.

And its skull area is bright red.

As if the blood from all over the body came up and covered the mouth, eyes and nose.

But none of these can bring the strangeness that permeates the soul.

What really makes Tangqi stand still.

It's the blood like liquid spilled from this "weird" head. They are endless, floating out from the top of the head, forming a "bright red crown", which is releasing unimaginable pressure.

The crown is still spraying liquid to the outside world, turning into various symbols and textures in the fog, and even into red palms. Each palm will show a holy long sword, axe and spear... With it, it comes towards Tang Qi gracefully.

Those holy weapons were cut off from time to time, and its head, trunk and limbs were cut, but they did not fall. Instead, they were suspended in nothingness and dragged back and fused by viscous red liquid. The process began again and again.

A creepy "divine breath" filled the air.

Holy?

ruin?

Tang Qi could not describe it, but at this time he could feel that his body was "disintegrating", and the resistance of the furnace magic seemed to become futile.

A mysterious motto suddenly came to his mind:

"Mortals will yield before the gods."

In front of the strange, it may not be a God.

No, it must not be God.

But just as "Diana" has divinity.

As a very high-level "manifestation of desire", for some reason, it also has divine power.

It came towards Tangqi, on its blood covered head.

One eye opened suddenly.

Inside, the universe is as dark as a starry sky, with scattered silver flashes, and endless cold and silence.

This time, all the furnace flames in Tangqi's body went out.

Outside, Tang Qi's original vigorous body has become like a rock eroded by years, mottled and gray. The "greedy food" in his hand has shrunk into a ball, as if to become a ragged cloth bag.

All the means he had were abolished at this glance.

Even, he was unable to summon "Diana" again.

This is the limitation of foreign things. The strange things of semi God level are very powerful, but she still needs users and magic supply.

But at this moment, Tangqi lost all his magic.

The only harvest he kept was that a mass of information fragments finally burst out in his dark eyes.

[extraordinary creature: Red Angel.]

[status: under attack.]

[information fragment 1: This is a semi divine manifestation of desire. It is the overlord in the dark plain. It has all the embodied abilities such as eating deer, rotten love fish and violent dolphin. It does not allow any creatures to pass through the dark plain safely.]

[information fragment 2: it likes to transform its prey after it devours its soul.]

[information fragment 3: before that, it had a failure history.]

……

Tangqi couldn't see the fourth piece of information clearly.

Because at this time, he has lost his "self".

In the thick fog, a scene like a freeze frame oil painting appears. In front of the "Red Angel" full of divine authority, there is a mottled and lifelike sculpture, which looks like a wandering pharmacist.

Far behind him, almost close to the edge of the plain, was a "beautiful giant wolf" who jumped in the air but could no longer make action.

At the neck of the giant wolf, the red cloak still kept a floating shape, and the ripples in the air were faintly visible.

When the Red Angel approached, its body similar to human beings was actually three meters high. It looked down on Tang Qi. In its cold and dark eyes, it could not reflect any emotion belonging to human beings, but only a primitive and chilling "curiosity".

It is curious, why is this human being so special?

At the same time, it is also thinking about what kind of "embodiment" he should be transformed into.

In the embodiment of the wandering head in the dark plain, in addition to being created by the plain itself, it is the creator of some "failed products".

Perhaps this human being can make it create the only "successful product".

But before that, it must first taste each other's hot and sweet soul.

Its name is "Red Angel", but it is not a real angel. The dark plain often catches some adventurers. Ordinary humans are the prey of ordinary manifestations, while those transcendents with more powerful souls.

Their souls have only one ownership.

Repeated "eating" has given it a unified process.

Behind it, those holy long swords, axes, long guns... Dense palms, holding weapons, cut them down at the same time. In an instant, the Red Angel turned into countless "broken meat", soaked in the bright red liquid.

These pieces of meat have become countless mouths with dark lips. After opening, they have a bright red and sharp toothed "mouth". They together form a new body, connecting the nothingness and high hanging "bright red crown".

When the crown is about to fall on Tang Qi's head, those mouths will eat up Tang Qi in an instant.

Soon, the first "touch" happened.

The crown with incredible holiness and divinity was finally worn on Tang Qi's head.

Change, burst out in an instant.

Tang Qi, like a rock and sculpture, suddenly "resurrected" at this moment.

To be exact, he became another existence.

The unprecedented golden flame erupted from his body, and the brilliant brilliance made him extremely dazzling.

It seems that the magic of the melting pot has reached the extreme. It seems that it has turned into dark red. It gushes out from his eyes, ears, nostrils... And even pores. In an instant, Tang Qi has become a sun, a sun that erupts and ends in an instant.

The Red Angel who is preparing to "eat" is completely unimaginable.

The hot soul that had entered the mouth suddenly turned into a brilliant sun.

The most terrible thing is that within the sun, there is a crush on it, which can be called another dimensional power of the nemesis.

Divinity, the true, supreme power of divinity.

Even if it is only a short half second, it is enough for the "Red Angel" to instantly turn into black ashes in the process of wailing and struggling, and then directly vaporize and dissipate invisibly.

……

"Cough ~ cough"

There was a shallow pit on the ground originally covered with sand and gravel.

Inside the pit were colorful glazed objects and a figure who was slowly getting up and still emitting black gas and white smoke.

Tang Qi quickly looked at himself and immediately found that he was shrinking in the corner. His whole body was scorched black, but he still kept a strong breath of greedy food and asked him to spit out a new wizard's robe and put it on.

Looking around at the changing environment around him, Tang Qi felt the intractable injury in his body, and sighed:

"No wonder the elders seldom use this move. They use themselves as a melting pot and draw a trace of divine power from the projection of the master of the melting pot. They directly turn it into a solar melting pot and burn the target clean... But the trigger conditions are too strict. The melting pot must be extinguished first, and can only be triggered by the target at the soul level, and can't be cast independently."

"The most important thing is that you will also be hurt."

When thinking, Tang Qi felt a constant sense of weakness.

Not from the body, but from the soul.

With his keen perception of the soul after he practiced the "soul dividing mantra", Tang Qi can almost be sure that his soul has become extremely fragile at this time.

In fact, the power of the melting pot just erupted, regardless of the enemy and ourselves.

Tangqi is still alive, purely because the profession of "furnace Wizard" has the exemption attribute of furnace divine power.

But injuries are inevitable.

"According to the records in those books, the predecessors of the dark age, after using this move, are half dead. If they cultivate in time, they can survive. If they continue to wave for merit, they will completely return to the embrace of the master of the furnace in a few days."

"Of course, the elders don't use this move. I'm afraid it's also because after they run out, they will not be able to obtain fuel and merit, and even some incidental booty will be..."

"Huh?"

Tang Qi was thinking in disappointment. Suddenly, there was a flash of bright red in the corner of his eyes.

Subconsciously, Tang Qi stretched out his hands and held a huge "red snowflake" falling slowly from high.

Looking at the "bright red crown" lying in the palm of his hand, Tang Qi blinked and couldn't help saying, "Merlin, a bad old man, doesn't cheat. Killing any embodiment in the dark plain will get the corresponding treasure, which is a good and powerful rule."

PS: there is also an update. The inspiration of the red angel comes from a painting by American artist Peter mohrbacher. Interested book friends can go and have a look. It's very beautiful. In addition, ask for a monthly ticket. At the end of the month, let's look at the account. If you don't vote, it will be wasted.