Chapter 2460

This cliff stands in the midst of ice and snow, and the cliff is steep. It's like a sharp sword stabbing into the sky.

At this moment, Xiao Zhi is standing in front of the cliff and looking up at the top of the cliff. Looking from afar, you can see a black spot squatting on the top of the cliff.

If you look carefully, you can see that this black spot is actually a figure. The figure withered and shrunk like a baby. He squatted on the top of the cliff, motionless, as if he didn't know how many years had passed.

The pale hair spread from his head and set him off like a savage. On his body, he was wearing clothes that were almost rotten. The cold wind is blowing, and the snow-white hair is constantly fluttering.

At this moment, xiaozhichi is looking up at this figure on the top of the cliff. And there is a figure beside Xiao Zhi. He stood there, wearing the same golden robe. But at this moment, his whole person has been frozen by the cold ice and turned into an ice sculpture.

This figure in the cold ice is no one else, but the Aquarius golden saint Didier of the holy land. Like Xiao Zhi, he looked up at the figure on the top of the mountain.

This figure on the top of the mountain is no one else. It is the master of Didier. At the same time, it is also the oldest elder in the holy land. More than 500 years ago, the golden saint of Aquarius Christo. Since more than 500 years ago, his real body has guarded the ice continent here to prevent Poseidon from getting out of his seal.

Like the underworld, the sea world is the mortal enemy of the earth. And compared with Hades, the sea emperor Poseidon is no less threatening. More than 500 years ago, in the Jihad between the sea boundary and the holy land, the holy land also paid a huge price. Finally, it defeated the sea boundary, killed the sea emperor Poseidon and sealed it under the ice dome.

In order to prevent Poseidon from making trouble again, Christo has been sitting on this top since more than 500 years ago, overlooking and guarding the ice sheet.

Ordinary people, even Saint fighters, have only a short life of 70 or 80 years. But Christo was different. He was the one who received the blood of the goddess given by the goddess Athena. He gained a long life through the spiritual blood of the goddess Athena.

With the power of Christo, as long as he stays here, basically no one can release Poseidon, the sea emperor sealed under the ice sheet. But in the case of safili, it is obvious that Christo has let go.

Why on earth?

This is exactly what Xiaozhi wants to know. It's what the holy land wants to know. It's the disciple of Christo, what Didier wants to know.

In fact, Descartes wants to know more than that. What he wants to know is why his teacher wavered. That's why he left the sanctuary and came here. He is waiting for his teacher to give his answer.

For a long time, Christo's real body has never left the ice continent. Even in the last Jihad, Christo was involved. But what he participated in was not his physical body, but his illusory body condensed with small universe and spiritual force.

His real body has always sat on this top and never left. Moreover, he has always maintained contact with the holy land. But not long ago, Christo's contact with the sanctuary was interrupted.

It was for this reason that Didier left the Holy Land and returned to the ice continent to check the situation. Unfortunately, after going to the ice continent, Didier disappeared.

Until now, following Safari's clues, when Xiaozhi and they also came to the top, they found Didier again.

"Didier! Is he frozen? No, it's his own. He's frozen!" Looking at the ice sculpture made by Didier, Elias showed some shock in his expression.

Then, as if he couldn't help it, Elias also looked up at the figure on the top of the top, which was withered and withered. Like a baby. His eyes were deep, but with a thick sadness that could not be dissolved. No one knew what he was looking at.

As the people came to the top of the mountain, suddenly, there was a clear sound of tearing in the ice coffin of Didier, and then the ice sculpture transformed by Didier broke. His figure regained its freedom from the ice sculpture.

After Descartes regained his freedom, he looked at the figure on the top of the mountain and just shouted, "teacher..." the voice belonging to Descartes resounded through the cliffs and the vast ice and snow world.

Facing Didier's words, the figure on the cliff didn't move, but a vast and majestic universe seemed to move slowly and slightly, "go back... Go back, now, it's not the time... The time..."

The ethereal sound spread and rippled between heaven and earth. When the small universe began to fluctuate, the terrible smell of the small universe seemed to envelop the whole world. The figure sitting on the cliff seems to have become the center of the world!

Under the illusion that all people are small in the universe, they seem to have their own illusion.

"The smell of this little universe...!" Below the cliff, looking up at the figure above, Xiao Zhi's face has been dignified to the extreme. That is the smell of the small universe that has been above everything.

"If there is no mistake in guessing, it has gone beyond the differences of mortals and climbed to the realm of God. No, not only the small universe, but also the level of life has crossed that layer of natural graben and obstacles. What sits there is no human at all. It is the God transformed by human beings." Xiao Zhi seemed to mutter to himself.

But then, from Xiaozhi's body, it was followed by an extremely amazing smell of the small universe. This smell of the small universe kept rising. Then, in everyone's incredible eyes, Xiaozhi roared and punched the figure on the cliff, "roar, my small universe! The mystery · light burst!"

The terrible fist light broke out and turned into a fist light that eclipsed everything in heaven and earth. The terrible fist light roared up like a pillar of light! At this moment, I can't imagine how terrible power Xiaozhi has burst out.

However, in the face of Xiaozhi's fist light, the figure on the cliff just moved his eyes slightly and looked down. The amazing fist light stagnated and then dissipated silently. Everything disappeared into the invisible, as if it had never happened.