Five four-meter-high icicles stand around the altar.
One of the icicles was cut in half; the column was hollow and contained blue liquid.
The broken half lay on the ground, the portion extending beyond the altar buried in powdery snow, and the blue liquid inside the pillar had disappeared.
The angel entered the altar, stood at its edge, and gazed at the great bell with a mixture of fear and greed.
Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she knelt before the altar, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and began to chant as if in prayer.
"I am overjoyed that you have blessed me for your people."
“Those who disobey your will, are not your subjects, and turn a blind eye to you, I will cast them into the abyss and spill their blood and that of their loved ones into the snow.”
"My actions are perfectly justified."
"Because I am your subject."
"I carry out your will."
“I belong to you, therefore, I must be on the right path.”
Five icicles, including the broken one, shone faintly amidst the chanting of the angels.
The space above the altar suddenly shifted, shattering like a mirror.
Between the cracks, one can hear the rushing sound of a great river; it is the torrent of time.
Five icicles distorted space and time, communicating with a saint whose whereabouts and time were unknown through the prayers of the angels.
On the abyss, the blue light emitted by the five ice pillars had a small range but a strong presence. The angel kneeling at the edge of the blue light was as pure as a saint.
Powdered snowflakes fell like feathers, and black box spiders rampaged across the land.
Your teammates are safe for now. Your task is to kill the Angel.
"Over there!" Little Ice Man tugged at Li Changzhou's collar, pointing him in a more precise direction.
The black box spider pushed off with its four left legs, propelling its entire body to the right.
In the instant he took flight, the black box spider rapidly shrank, and Li Changzhou, once again clad in black armor, moved like a black line across the abyss-like land covered in powdery snow.
{madness! }
The angels are praying; a saint may descend at any moment!
Do you think you can survive?
Yes, that's right. The Sage isn't interested in a player like you, but she's not interested in this planet either. Do you know how she'll take 'me' away?
How do you pan for gold from a pile of sand? Do you pick it out grain by grain?
{No, wash it directly in water—a saint would crush this planet into pieces, finer than the snow beneath your feet! The only thing that would survive is me!}
{Li Changzhou! Are you even listening?!}
Li Changzhou said coldly, "What does the destruction of this planet have to do with me? Little Ice Man, tell your master to go back and say that I said so!"
"yes!"
Three seconds later, the little ice man grabbed his collar and shouted, "Master said he's in the middle of a battle, and will talk to you later...?"
When a sentence becomes long, it becomes confusing.
Darkness pierced Li Changzhou's legs, replacing his flesh and bones.
Freed from the limitations of mortal flesh and blood, its speed increased dramatically, and the black armor left no trace on the snow, truly becoming a streak of black light.
"Listen!" Li Changzhou said to the little ice man, enduring the excruciating pain, "The truth of the Abyss is the body of the 'Prophet' Saint..."
Yang Qinglan has already obtained the "Not to be approached" token and can leave at any time.
He also learned the truth about the abyss. He only needed to relay the message to Yaochi, Li Qianxia, and Si through the Little Ice Man. They could leave the mission without him having to go there!
"You...you said slower, less," the little ice man said hesitantly, like a child trying to calculate 9+2 with his fingers, looking completely bewildered.
Ultimately, it was just a tiny person formed from a grain of ice, with limited thinking ability. Most of its members were still loyal to Yang Qinglan (which is commendable). Asking it to relay the truth of the abyss was like watching a movie on a 2G network, with an extremely poor experience.
Li Changzhou had no choice but to repeat himself sentence by sentence.
The 'prophet's' voice disappeared; she seemed to be watching coldly as Li Changzhou and this planet were crushed by the saint.
Boom!
The earth trembled, and tiny points of light appeared in the lightless abyss, like fireflies or a brilliant Milky Way.
As Li Changzhou moved swiftly, a light also shone from her body—the 'air weapon' and 'blood arrow' that Si had given her.
The voice rang out again, its tone now calm: "The power belonging to that saint has been reawakened."
"What do you mean?" Even with his eyes closed, Li Changzhou's eyelids were still illuminated by endless points of light.
"She's sensing," the voice said. "Across space and time, she cannot descend in person, but a saint's thought can transcend time and space, shattering a planet from a different era and taking me away."
{It will take you two minutes to get to your teammates; it will take you one minute to go to the altar and kill the angel.}
The thoughts of a sage can arise at any time.
{You choose for yourself.}
"Give me directions!"
{right. }
Peng!
The powder snow exploded, creating a huge crater. Black Armor used the force of the push to turn and once again transformed into a black line traversing the snow surface.
"What are the abilities of the Angels?" Li Changzhou asked in a deep voice.
On Earth, who are called angels?
"Stop talking nonsense."
This isn't just stating the obvious; it's to help you understand better.
The voice no longer seemed to be in a hurry.
Angels are not distinguished by their wings, but by their status as messengers of God. In ancient China, the emperor's messengers were also angels; these angels were said to act on behalf of Heaven, proclaiming the will of Heaven and making its pronouncements law.
{The angels' abilities are certainly not that strong; they can only issue one decree at a time.}
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