Chapter 793: So-called immortality

"Which!" While the white-robed **** waiter used magic to attack Vivian, Saffiral's magic also gushed from his blade, and a lightning-fast wind blade rushed directly behind the white-robed man. , Only a little slower than the lightning magic used by the white-robed man!

"Ka!" Falai's palm also lit up with a hot light, and a flash of lightning had hit the white-robed man's defensive magic barrier in the blink of an eye. He only used a lightning magic, but the attack power of this magic was much stronger than the two magics of the same system used by the white-robed man.

After all, the three people in front of them are all super elites in the magical world. Without Ailan Hill, which one of these three people appeared alone would be enough to hold up a battlefield.

But now, the three of them appeared together just to besiege a man in a white robe, which was obviously a bit overkill.

After the huge collision, the white-robed man's magical defense barrier shattered, and he himself was seriously injured. The white robe on his body was dilapidated, and he flew out in embarrassment for a long time before stopping his figure.

It is a pity that after stopping his figure, before he had time to use a magical defense barrier, the huge energy enveloped him.

The magical energy used by a giant dragon poured out, evaporating the white-robed **** waiter in just an instant.

"Ah!" In the infinite light, only the scream of a white-robed **** waiter reverberated. Obviously, when the light dissipated, this poor waiter of the gods would not even leave any ashes.

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"Ah!" Suddenly, a zombie-like body sat up from a coffin-like machine. He was gasping for breath, and the black liquid was flowing down his face, following his wrinkles. The face dripped onto his chest with only bones left.

He saw a dried-up corpse being lifted out of the dim room in front of him by a few wearing white robes and white caps, but not the waiter of God, but the handsome demon in appearance.

The corpse looked like something that had been air-dried for hundreds of years, and it made people's stomach churning.

Then he looked at the translucent "person" standing not far away, and quickly showed a humble expression: "The great source of magic... I failed..."

"I know you failed." There was some irritation on the translucent face of the source of magic, but his voice was still very ethereal.

It's like his speakers are everywhere in this room. Every time he speaks, there will be voices from different angles.

"But your performance is very good, very brave!" It or he said while floating in front of this old man who was like a vampire.

"You have lived in the container I gave you for more than 1,000 years... Once you were just a great magician. It was your loyalty to me that gave you the ultimate evolution!" He said, using nothingness. With his hand, he touched the edge of the container beside the old man.

These containers are filled with tubes, and the liquid inside seems to be flowing. There are such containers all over the room, some are empty, and some people are still lying in them.

"People who are loyal to me will not face death! This is what I promised you, so you... can live."

"Go! Fight for me! Bring victory back!" The source of magic gently waved his hand, and a handsome demons pushed the old man back into the container.

The old man trembled constantly in the black liquid, and finally there was no sound. At the exit of the temple in the distance, another white-robed man walked out of the temple.

"Great source of magic, the souls of these magicians can no longer support a'reincarnation'." The handsome demon said softly to the source of magic: "Many waiters of the gods have already..."

"There are as many waiters of the gods as you want. Anyway, after the'reincarnation', the memories of these people's rebirth will disappear..." The source of magic proudly said: "Let those who voluntarily become servants of the gods come over, and then let them become new ones. God waiter!"

What he calls immortality is that these people can live forever in a device similar to the life capsule... This kind of life is actually not a serious life, they will all die, but they can "live" for a long time.

These **** servants can be resurrected, but every time they are resurrected, they will forget the fact that they have been "dead". They are not afraid, and firmly believe that they have been alive.

What's more frightening is that their magical energy will be greatly improved, and the pure energy body can give them the power of a great magister.

Once, this was an invincible army of the origin of magic, but now this army has suffered heavy losses and has to start to replenish it.

The source of magic lied. If the servant of the gods does not die, it may continue to exist as an energy body controlled by the source of magic, living as an incomplete soul with only partial memory.

However, once these fighters start to suffer losses, their lives will be unstable, they may be resurrected several times, or they may die immediately. Anyway, this is their destined destination.

"Go! Go and fight for me!" Seeing another army of waiters slowly assemble, the triumphant voice of the origin of magic echoed in the entire hall.

Here is his inviolable temple, here is his most powerful source of war! As long as he controls this place, the army of servants of the gods will continue to be produced, seemingly endless...

"Throw those corpses into the magic furnace and recover the crystals in their bodies! Then send them all to the storeroom! I'm tired, don't bother me." After the source of magic, the whole body disappeared in this dim basement. .

The demon leaned slightly, then turned to do what he was supposed to do. The demons who can be chosen here are all fanatics who believe in the origin of magic. They even have no ego. They pray every day and dedicate their lives to the origin of magic.

And the source of magic that disappeared here returned to another room. His ethereal image began to blur, it was a sign of his weakness.

Even if it is him, even if he has the magical energy of his own will, he is not a completely infinite energy body. He can create a weird army, and can even split a new life body, but he is not infinite, he is creating At the same time, it also needs to be supplemented.

"Damn...why, why so many powerful fighters just can't defeat those **** bastards!" His voice trembled, as if on the verge of collapse.