Chapter 670 The huge soul of the god
Roar!
boom! boom! boom!
Boom!
The black dragon exuding evil and dark aura was roaring, moving through the blood-red storms in the void.
Waving its wings, swinging its giant tail, waving its dragon claws, spitting out dragon flames...
One move after another, one move at a time, constantly shredding the storm, relieving the pressure on these masters.
At the same time, in the magic circle formed by all the fallen mages, the true spiritual light ball was surrounded by a large number of gray-black tentacles
Although it continued to release pale golden threads, completely shattering the surrounding tentacles.
However, the number of tentacles is increasing and increasing, so that the number of broken tentacles cannot compare with the number of surrounded ones.
The figure of the true spiritual light ball was vaguely invisible, and only the pale golden light emanating from a large number of gray-black tentacles could be seen.
It seems that victory is within grasp!
David, the leader of the fallen mages, thinks so.
However, he didn't seem to be too happy in his heart.
Anxiety even surfaced on the contrary.
Because, the magic circle they initially formed was counterattacked by the True Spirit Light Ball.
Almost every mage suffered internal injuries, whether major or minor, including him.
And now?
Mephisto summons the dark dragon, and Dormammu summons his own dark followers.
Originally he was the strongest, but suddenly he became the weakest.
In fact, some of the fallen mages may not be so loyal and have their own little ideas.
Under such circumstances, how can you let him feel at ease?
Especially his plans.
Thinking of this, he set his sights on the true spiritual light ball wrapped in many black and gray tentacles.
Strong desire and greed flashed in his eyes.
"Chief, I have a bad feeling." Strange's voice came to David's ears.
"I feel like we need to be more careful next time."
"I am afraid……"
Strange hadn't finished speaking when suddenly...
boom!
From the True Spiritual Light Ball, a dazzling white-gold light suddenly appeared, and the roaring explosion was deafening.
As a result, many mages began to have tinnitus and even temporarily lost their hearing.
The same goes for eyes.
Dazzling light, roaring sound, amazing energy fluctuations...
In almost less than 10 seconds, there was a bang, the magic circle burst, and the gray-black tentacles disappeared.
At this moment, the white-gold True Spirit Light Ball with a sacred aura floated high in the air.
At the same time, the space began to tremble and distort.
A large number of bloody storms began to gather, and the original bloody light began to change.
From the initial blood color to red, to light pink, then to white, it finally turned into pure white gold like the True Spirit Light Ball.
A large number of platinum storms began to gather, but they did not form a larger storm.
Instead, it re-condensed into a huge humanoid figure.
The majestic energy began to condense, the rich breath of life and spiritual power began to merge, and began to change.
Transformed into a bottomless, brand-new soul power.
"This is... a soul?"
A fallen mage looked at this scene in disbelief and said.
The eyes of other fallen mages were also filled with shock.
They were searching for the god embryo in the first place and have been searching ever since.
But he never expected that the soul of the god would turn out to be the white mist that could be seen everywhere.
After thinking about it, many mages had wry smiles on their faces.
No wonder I wanted to absorb this milky white energy before, but as soon as I absorbed it, it didn't even transform it, and it was directly counterattacked.
No wonder.
What level is a god? Even if he is an embryo, can his soul be digested so easily?
And it's still on the opponent's home court.
Looking at the staring soul in front of them, everyone's eyes were full of shock.
Except Mephisto.
Mephisto looked at the huge soul in front of him with a dull expression, greed flashing in his eyes.
With his attainments in the soul realm, he discovered the clues from the very beginning.
Although these milky white mist seem to have nothing to do with the soul on the surface, they are just the concentration of pure energy and spiritual power.
But precisely, this is the most primitive form of soul power, especially when a baby soul is born.
Grindelwald was also unable to suppress the shock in his heart. He had seen souls, played with them, and experimented with them.
The hugeness in front of me, no, hugeness can only be said to be an insult.
It should be said that it is a huge soul.
When they looked up from their feet, they could see at most their calves, not even their knees. The toes in front of them were like mountains.
I can only look up
This is simply sensational.
Unheard, unseen!
At this moment, Dormammu's expression also became solemn. In terms of the quality of the soul, it was obvious that the embryonic soul of the god could never compare to him.
But the sheer quantity more than offsets the quality.
What's more, he is just a clone.
"Everyone, be careful, the other party's true spirit is about to return to his soul."
"Hurry up and stop it, otherwise it will be too late when the true spirit returns."
Someone shouted loudly.
But it was obvious that everyone's attention was focused on the True Spirit Light Ball, which was turning into platinum mist.
I saw white-gold mist floating outwards from the originally white-gold ball of light.
And these white-gold mist, which represented the true spirit, flew rapidly high into the sky and merged into the huge soul body in front of him.
At this moment, the huge soul in front of you is like the body, and the true spirit is the soul that awakens the mind.
"After the true spirit returns completely, the god embryo will fully awaken."
Mephisto reminded faintly.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed, and everyone waved the hanging rings at the same time to prevent the True Spirit Light Ball from turning into white-gold True Spirit Qi and integrating into the huge God's soul.
Buzz!
In an instant, gray mist began to rise, covering the ball of light and proving its high altitude.
At the same time, black arms appeared in mid-air, waving black claws, capturing the white-gold true spirit energy.
Trying to prevent it from integrating into the soul.
However……
The black claws kept waving, but the white-gold true spirit energy passed through like no one else.
As if in another layer of space, although the sharp claws passed through the life energy, they did not touch it at all.
The true spirit passed upward, through the catch of black claws, and through the barrier of black mist.
Just when all the mages felt a little desperate, suddenly...
Buzz!
A ball of blue fierce fire suddenly appeared in the sky. The fierce fire caught up with the platinum true spirit energy high in the sky with lightning speed.
Under the eyes of everyone, wrap it up directly.
Then……
boom!
With a burst of blue fireworks, this positive energy disappeared.
"Use extremely aggressive curses and soul magic to make them die together."
"Don't think about preserving it, just eliminate it."
Strange, no, it should be said that it was Grindelwald's voice.
