Chapter 590: Passing Through the Silver Door

The red moon appeared without warning, and the world turned into a crimson planet. The gray fog was stained with blood, which was extremely evil.

Ghros exerted the power of the law with all his strength, and a special rhythm spread throughout this star field, spreading madly.

Endless Sea, in the deep sea of ​​the Arctic.

Basatan woke up from the mud on the seabed and was extremely angry.

When it received the complete message conveyed by Ghroth, the rising anger was immediately extinguished like a fire being poured with several buckets of ice water.

Hastur, the Yellow King, died, and Shaugnar, the Ganesha, died.

The two Void Lords were killed by the same creature, and the human god, the God of Light, sounded their death knell.

The death of Ganesha did not frighten it, as in the previous era, the Void Lord also fell.

But the death of the King in Yellow has an unusual significance. The Void Lords have fought in various worlds for countless epochs, and there has never been a precedent of an eighth-tier lord dying in battle.

The death of the Yellow King meant that the God of Light could kill any seventh-level Void Lord, and it was no exception.

When the Cancer God Basatan woke up, Cthulhu and his two spouses, Atlak, Saigya, Bokrug, Ctayat and other void lords who remained on the planet all learned of the situation.

The red moon only existed for a few hours before it completely dimmed, and Ghros left its original position.

It was worried that the powerful human god who slaughtered the Void Lord would come to it, and the death of the Yellow King made it realize that if it met that terrible enemy again, it would have no chance of escape.

Ten hours later, the Void Lords gathered in R'lyeh.

This huge city has left the coast of the Hinterlands and come to an area of ​​the Endless Sea that has never been set foot by humans.

Hasut, who hated the power of water element extremely, also traveled across the ocean and entered the city he was unwilling to set foot in.

Cthulhu looked at the Void Lords one by one, sighed, and said:

“That human god has become stronger again. Now that Hastur has fallen, even if we unite to form a community of consciousness, I’m afraid we won’t be able to kill each other.

My Lords, what should we do next? "

Among this group of lords, none of them has reached the eighth level, and the strength of the laws possessed by the consciousness community cannot reach the peak level of the eighth level.

In the temple, the air seemed to become heavy, and none of the Void Lords spoke.

All the lords knew that they did not have the capital to compete with the God of Light.

Evil gods take pleasure in spreading fear and madness, but they are also living beings. Except for some completely crazy beings, other lords will also feel fear when facing the threat of death.

Saigea's giant eyes emitted a dark green light, its tentacles waved wildly, and the voice of the soul echoed in the temple: "I guess the enemy's control over the power of law is close to the pinnacle of the eighth level, not far from the level of the Lord of Time and the Mother Goddess of All Things.

All we can do is wait. The two lords, Tavel and Aforgomon, are somewhere in the astral realm and are expected to speed up and rush over.

Only after they arrive can we launch a counterattack."

"agree."

Basatan echoed, and the other lords also responded.

Cthulhu was silent, the tentacles on his head twisted restlessly, and he had a bad feeling.

The enemy's growth rate exceeded his expectations time and time again. When he was still sleeping, his target was only at the peak silver level.

Only a few decades later, he actually leapt to the eighth level.

If we give the enemy more time, do the Void Lords still have hope of victory?

Crusoe was doubtful and he lost faith.

Hasut felt the same as Cthulhu. He witnessed the enemy's leap from level seven to level eight, and the death of Nag, the Mother Goddess' most beloved son.

In the astral world, there is a strange light in the darkness, and the colors cannot be described in words.

Twisted and gorgeous, if any living creature sees it, it will surely fall into this light and shadow that does not belong to this world and lose itself.

Afgomon stopped moving. It felt a strange rhythm coming from a very far place, from Ghros.

Hastur was killed in battle with the human god, the God of Light.

It knew that Hastur, a Void Lord who was interested in collecting knowledge from various worlds, had unique insights into the laws.

Although the opponent's direct combat capability is not strong, it has reached the eighth level, which exceeds most Void Lords.

"The Glorious God, Crown Moya."

Afugomon chewed on this name in his mind. He was able to kill an eighth-level Void Lord. The enemy was stronger than expected.

It paused for a few breaths and sped up its journey through the star realm.

It had to get to the target as quickly as possible, and a sense of urgency came from its spiritual sense.

The sun rose, and a thick gray fog obscured its brilliance.

The earth was still shrouded in darkness, with only a few dozen areas receiving the less intense sunlight. These were the only remaining human settlements.

Crown walked out of the underground palace and returned to Moya Manor.

Eliza walked up to him and asked, "How is it going? Is the magic circle transformation going smoothly?"

My husband said that he had a new understanding of magic array, so he set about transforming the magic array for producing holy crystals and energy chips.

“It went very smoothly and was a huge success!

Now the power of faith required to produce holy crystals in the new magic circle has been reduced by 30%, and the energy contained in the newly produced holy crystals has been increased by 20%.

The various materials needed to produce energy chips have been reduced by 20% to 40%, including the power of faith required has been reduced by half, and the energy contained in the new chips has been increased by 30%.

The holy water consumed in producing gold diamonds has been reduced by 20%, but the stored energy has been increased by 30%. The energy contained is half a percent higher than the energy chips produced before the magic array was improved."

With the increase and decrease, the total amount of energy produced by Shattrath every day will increase by more than 50%.

He paused and continued:

"I plan to publish the new magic circle blueprints and assist Apollo and Elune in building similar holy crystal magic circles."

Now, he has a deeper understanding of the control of the Life and Death Talisman, and he is not worried about the rebellion of the two gods.

His current knowledge reserves exceed the accumulation of the Sun God and the Moon over tens of thousands of years.

Now, the human world has the ability to fight against the evil god's forces with new technology, and at least the evil god's claws will not consume a large number of human beings.

"If you are sure, go for it. I fully support it."

Eliza nodded solemnly. Being able to produce more holy crystals means being able to convert more power of faith.

The more holy crystals she has, the better. Maybe she will have a chance to break through to become a golden creature.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If you want to break through to the Ascending Gold, you must do it before the spiritual world and the material world separate, otherwise you will never have another chance.

The next day, Clown came to the magic array research department.

He slapped the blueprint of the new array on the table and said, "Everyone, this is my new research. I order you to study it thoroughly as quickly as possible and complete the transformation of the arrays used to produce Saint Crystals and Energy Chips in other cities."

As a leader, your job is to improve the work ability of your subordinates and motivate them.

It's not a good thing to do everything yourself.

Holkins stood up and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, within a month, the Research Department will successfully complete its mission."

For those who have studied magic arrays for half their lives, it is not difficult to complete the transformation of the magic array with detailed references.

Clown nodded slightly and continued, "Recently, I have gained new insights into the study of magic arrays, and I will compile a whole set of books on magic arrays.

It will then be handed over to the Research Department for sorting and archiving, and will be allowed to be reviewed by mid-level and senior array builders."

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. It is worthwhile to cultivate more foundation for the church.

In the following time, he will select knowledge that conforms to the actual situation of this world and compile it into a book, including alchemy, herbology, architecture, smelting, and rare item manufacturing.

Only by fundamentally improving the world's productivity can we cultivate more extraordinary people and gain more power of faith.

There are still hundreds of years before the two worlds separate. Clown has only been in this world for a few decades and still has a long time to go.

His progress on the path of becoming a transcendent will gradually slow down, and it will be a pleasure to witness the prosperity of the mortal world.

A few months later, Loch Modan City.

In the huge workshop, the craftsmen are working with great enthusiasm, they are stepping up the production of star spaceships.

Since the manufacturing process of holy crystals, energy chips and golden diamonds has been improved, the manufacturing of astral spacecraft and micro spacecraft has received more attention from the Holy See.

Scott drove a large motorcycle into the workshop, carrying a large number of books.

He jumped off the motorcycle and shouted excitedly: "Attention, all craftsmen, when you hand over your work today, come to me to pick up a set of books."

This morning, Soran informed him to pick up the books distributed by the Vatican, and he went very reluctantly.

But after a quick look at the book, he immediately changed his superficial view.

The theories proposed in the book opened a window in his mind, no, it opened countless windows.

He felt his mind was greatly shocked. He couldn't wait to check the author of the book and found a few small golden words - Crown Moya.

"Archbishop, what books are these? You sound very excited."

Not far away, an old craftsman asked with a lewd smile, causing everyone to laugh.

"Old Bill, believe me, you're going to be so excited you won't be able to sleep tonight.

This sacred book written by my Lord himself contains a new understanding of magic arrays, alchemy, smelting, and other knowledge."

In the astral realm, Tavier At-Umr stopped moving. He sensed the rhythm transmitted by Ghros.

Hastur is dead.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and time and space changed in the depths of his eyes, and all things were born and died.

He and Hastur had fought side by side on several occasions, and both shared a strong curiosity for knowledge.

Because of this, a deeper friendship developed between the two Void Lords.

The space around Tavel collapsed and time became chaotic.

He was angry. At this moment, he no longer had the mood to slowly feel the rules of the universe. He wanted to rush to the planet at the center of the universe as soon as possible and assimilate everything here together with other Void Lords.

A silver door appeared in front of Tavier. He stepped through it, and the door closed and disappeared.

At the same time as the door disappeared, a door of the same style appeared in a distant star field.

Tavel walked out and opened a new door.

(End of this chapter)