Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 595, Section 593: The Sacred Technique Pitfall, Another Kill

The golden skeleton, the king of the underworld, was still scattered and crushed by the projections of the seven gods, but there is still a constant stream of newcomers.

The colossal planet, resembling a head, constantly radiates an annihilating power, wandering throughout the astral plane.
Until it gets close to a certain prime material plane, the mere radiance of its light is enough to trigger a cataclysmic undead calamity across the entire plane, draining all life essence.

This is an ancient evil creature. Loy had seen it in a secret book. It is the natural enemy of the gods, the star of death, Atropos.

Its erect ears occupy most of its body; as they twitch, they seem to hear the sounds of the world, the echoes of the universe, the groans of disaster, and the wails of the dead…

When He closed His ears, it seemed that even the unknown dimensions were silent, causing the seven divine projections to panic and choose to communicate using sign language.

These are the deities worshipped by the Lyman people; their names have been lost to time.

The burning flames, carrying a sacred halo, spread outwards, and within their reach, all evil had nowhere to hide.

And He stood in the void like an angel, with silver skin and wings, holy and pure. Even gods seemed unable to suppress His radiance.

This is Stella, the attendant of Brahma.

However, judging from the ancient secret texts that Luo Yi had seen, this person also seemed to have perished.

The azure dragon scales reflected an eerie glow; its massive body was elegant and mysterious. Wherever it passed, time seemed to pulse, layer upon layer, as if it were freely traversing between the past, the future, and the present.
The rules of time were never a constraint for Him.

He wasn't absolutely powerful, but at least he didn't cause much trouble for the Seven Gods' projections.

However, it was extremely difficult for the Seven Gods' projections to kill Him, because when the rhythm of time was turned back, even the most severe damage could return to its original state.

This is time travel!

Luo Yi didn't recognize the dragon, but it wasn't hard to guess its identity.

The Time Dragon, a legendary dragon species directly under the jurisdiction of the Nine-Headed Dragon God, is indifferent to the existence of Bahamut and Tiamat, and its combat power is comparable to that of a weak deity.

Then another deity with a human body and a fish tail leaped out of the water. He was wearing golden armor and a crown, and pointed his trident, a divine weapon, towards the sky.

As a result, the sea churned, and the vast expanse of blue waves surged upstream, seemingly about to destroy the projection of the seven gods.

In the endless void, a terrifying being wriggled forward, devouring everything in its path, including space and planes.

This is the Endless Devourer, Sosoturg, an ancient evil creature, a void behemoth that feeds on planes, and tearing apart world barriers is its instinct.

The lush trees continued to grow, even breaking through the limitations of the dimensional barrier, receiving the brilliance of the stars, and carrying out photosynthesis to the very end.

The three-headed dragon swaggered around, its aura enough to make even the gods tremble.

Even more beings, beyond the comprehension of Luo Yi, emerged one after another.

They seemed to be in a relay race, one falling as another appeared, fighting to the death with the projections of the seven gods in this unknown dimension.

At first, the seven gods handled the situation quite calmly, using their numbers to bully the few and their seven against one, they gained the upper hand.

Even when faced with more difficult situations, they can work together to find a solution.

However, even the relentless onslaught couldn't withstand the ever-increasing number of bizarre and terrifying beings, seemingly without end.

Gradually, the seven divine projections were also covered in wounds, and their condition deteriorated.

Of course, Luo Yi, looking up at this moment, also had a grim expression.

An absurd conjecture surfaced in his mind.

He instinctively wanted to deny it, but once the conjecture emerged, it spread like wildfire and he could no longer control it!

Why is this secret, sacred technique so powerful?
It is so powerful that it interferes with the rules, even exceeding the original system, and rises to the point of disrupting the balance of power in the multiverse.

Look at Luo Yi, who has mastered more than a dozen sacred techniques. In just a short period of cultivation, he is enough to rival a demigod who has lived for thousands or even hundreds of years.

Is this reasonable?

Previously, Luo Yi thought it was very reasonable.

In his view, these were all created by the gods to arm their followers, a strategic and overarching arrangement.

This cannot be denied, as some sacred techniques are like this, such as the [Transformation into Light], which belongs to the grace of the sun god.

However, from another perspective, these sacred techniques can also be the vehicle for descent or the tool for resurrection.

In other words, these sacred techniques are inherently great beings, leaving themselves a way out.

For example, the process of cultivating the Lion King is actually the process of the Lion God's resurrection.

Perhaps when Luo Yi cultivates it to its peak, that will be the moment He breaks free from the shackles of the underworld and returns to the mortal realm.

The wondrous objects used for cultivation were themselves created by Him from His own essence, containing a wisp of His divinity.

Similar items include [Golden Bone], [Divine Speed], [Sea God's Protection], and [Azure Divine Wood].

Or perhaps, guided by wondrous objects, those great beings used sacred techniques to create a body most suitable for their descent.

Examples include [Divine Sigh], [Dragon's Might Unleashed], [Dimensional Pouch], [Ear of Lyman], and so on...

Regardless of the type, it all means that these secret sacred techniques are a huge trap!
Luo Yi actually summoned seventeen or eighteen terrifying beings at once and nurtured them within her body, which is simply outrageous.

However, this is also why they rushed out in a hurry when the Seven Gods' projections suppressed them.

Are you kidding me? I've nurtured this body for so long, and now you want to reap the rewards? Isn't that going too far?
Leaving aside the possibility of things going too far, if the seven gods were to succeed, usurp the throne, and be reincarnated with divine protection, then they would have nowhere to escape.

Those who are already dead have at most lost the chance to be reborn;

But those great beings who are still alive have had a wisp of their original essence stolen, leaving behind huge hidden dangers.

Therefore, they chose to risk their lives without hesitation.

Furthermore, because they are inherently competitors, they cannot appear simultaneously, otherwise a civil war would inevitably break out first.

They could only appear one by one, only to be obliterated by the projections of the seven gods.

At this moment, Luo Yi didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.
In any case, the Seven Gods Projection was helping him resolve the hidden dangers.

Otherwise, if one day they suddenly strike without warning, that would be truly terrible.

Of course, if you want Loy to be grateful for the Seven Gods Projection?

I want to eat fart!
In the unknown dimension, the passage of time is not obvious. When the seventeenth or eighteenth evil god appears in Luo Yi's body, he is crushed again.

Finally, no more new ones appeared.

The seven divine projections were also broken and tattered, as if they had been through a great battle, missing limbs and covered in wounds.

But they still won!
However, before they could even catch their breath, Loy raised his head, his 'hehe' laughter filled with anger and pleasure.

"They're finished, now it's my turn!"

Before he finished speaking, His body expanded infinitely, growing larger and larger, transforming into a giant that could support the sky.

Then, he slammed his hand down, as if to kill all seven divine projections.

"Strike while the iron is hot" is always the most correct motto in battle.

At this moment, Luo Yi wholeheartedly agrees!

……

outside world,

Lion Manor has been largely destroyed in the fighting; the once-symbolized power building is now just ruins.

Only a two-story building stood alone, and not far away, a mage tower exuded a strong magical aura.

Inside the small building, the demon Dorge was as restless as an ant on a hot pan.

He paced back and forth, his body coiling around the seven-colored divine power, muttering to himself, "Why isn't it over yet? Isn't it supposed to be over soon?"

Why is it so slow?

Beside him, Miller sat on the ground, lost in thought, his whole body blank. Occasionally he would look up at his uncle, but the respect and love he once had for him were gone, replaced by utter indifference.

Of course, Dorji couldn't care less about him. Every now and then, he would stop and look out the window, his face growing increasingly distressed.

Outside the two-story building, there were countless demons.

There are many powerful high-ranking demons, such as Balrog, six-armed serpent demon, demon overlord, burly demon, fire demon, abyss giant, and minotaur.

The sky was also filled with flying units such as dragons, ghouls, abyssal vampires, and harpies, all densely packed together.

Not to mention, the gate to the abyss remains open, with an endless stream of demon legions arriving and surging outwards like a tidal wave.

Even through the Gate of the Abyss, an evil and cruel aura permeated the air, clearly indicating that the Abyss King on the other side had not gone far, but was watching this place.

Even so, Dorji didn't feel very safe.

Because further out, the fourth generation of Land Warfare Kings still tightly surrounds this place. Beneath the dazzling magical shield lies a body forged of steel, and each roar of the main cannon signifies the fall of a powerful demon.

Two high-speed heavy machine guns emitted a "rat-a-tat-tat" sound, firing two belts of bullets that swept back and forth like the Grim Reaper wielding his scythe.

Even so, there are still assault squads using tanks as cover, setting up heavy sniper rifles, or wielding six-barreled Gatling guns, firing wildly.

A whooshing sound echoed across the sky as a third-generation magic-powered fighter jet roared past.

There were no missiles launched, no machine guns strafing; the mere turbulence of air at such high speeds cut through everything like the sharpest swords.

Apart from a few dragons, the other flying demons scattered about like frightened birds.

There were also fourth-tier Heavenly Calamity experts, each unleashing their battle aura, tightly surrounding the area.

Higher in the sky, legendary figures cast cold glances down as if looking at a group of dying ants.

Furthermore, six mage towers have formed a synergy, capable of unleashing terrifying legendary magical attacks in the shortest possible time whenever needed.

Dorji understood better than anyone else that it was only because these people still had some reservations that they would have rushed up and torn them to shreds long ago.

Everyone says that the Flower Leader is incredibly powerful, but he never really believed it before.

After all, he was a demon who had seen the world, but now it seemed that even during the empire's heyday, the power mobilized by the capital in a short period of time was nothing more than this.

thump!
His knees buckled, and he knelt before the cocoon of seven-colored divine power, and prayed fervently: "Great King Hohenzollern, the situation is already so difficult, you really need to come out soon."

Otherwise, your loyal servant, Dorji Petrovich, truly cannot withstand it.

"If your divine rebirth encounters any misfortune, even if I die, I will still be held responsible!"

Ignorance breeds fearlessness; the more you know, the less courage you have.

Just like Dorji, when he was a human, although he was scheming and ruthless, he was also courageous and dared to fight.

But once he became a demon, he was more afraid of death than anyone else.

Perhaps his prayers really worked, because at that moment the cocoon of divine power suddenly collapsed, and countless threads of divine power peeled off, as if it had lost its support and vanished.

A hand emerged from the dissipating divine power and stroked Dorji's head, looking as if it were teasing a pet.

Dorji's body stiffened, and the next second he seemed to realize something and looked up in surprise.

Then he saw Luo Yi, who seemed unchanged, yet possessed an unparalleled majesty that made people afraid to look directly at her.

He also saw the Seven Gods' Power Necklace, hanging on Luo Yi's arm, but it no longer shone brightly; instead, it was incredibly dull.

The largest gem, in particular, was covered in cracks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

This, this, this...

As if he had thought of something, Dorji's expression changed drastically, but the next second, the arm that had been stroking him turned into an iron clamp, extinguishing the abyss fire, and then clamped into his head, lifting him up.

When their eyes met, Dorji finally saw Luo Yi's eyes clearly, but he didn't see anything familiar in them.

He wasn't stupid; he immediately guessed: "You, you're not His Majesty?"

"You, you're Luo Yi? How is that possible? How is that possible? Where is His Majesty? What have you done to His Majesty?"

“Your Majesty, I sent him to his grave, his soul annihilated.”

Luo Yi finally spoke, his voice filled with astonishing killing intent. His gaze shifted slightly, and his keen senses immediately discerned the situation outside.

This made his expression even uglier.

How can the territory of the Flower Territory, the domain of the titled Holy Dragon Knight, tolerate the rampant spread of demons?
Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
A rapid, thunderous heartbeat filled the air, like a drumbeat, shaking heaven and earth.

Ripples spread outwards from him, sweeping across the remaining house and extending outwards until they enveloped all the demons.

And so, whether they were still fighting or guarding their positions; whether they walked on the ground or flew in the sky; whether they were powerful or weak, all the demons were engulfed in flames.

The flame was not large, far less vast than the fire of the abyss, but it was incredibly hot, viscous, and possessed a divine purifying power.

So all the demons fell to the ground, howling and rolling around desperately, trying to extinguish the flames.

But as it turned out, everything they did was in vain.

All the demons were burned to ashes, along with their souls and the abyssal aura, leaving not a trace.

This sudden turn of events was so unexpected that even the guards and legendary experts surrounding the area couldn't help but stop and look over.

The walls of the study could no longer withstand the terrifying force and collapsed completely.

So much so that they could clearly see the scene inside the room, with Loy standing proudly, holding a humanoid demon in her hand.

Luo ignored them and instead turned her gaze to the only thing still existing under the halo of the Holy Spirit: the Gate of the Abyss.

His gaze pierced through the gates of the abyss, and he seemed to be locked in combat with the abyss king. The void crackled and shattered, as if an invisible force was colliding, tearing at the space.

A cold smile appeared on Luo Yi's lips, her killing intent boiling and her malice overflowing. She took a step forward, ready to move forward.

Just as he was about to have a proper "talk" with this Abyss King, the Abyss Gate slammed shut with a "snap".

This person simply doesn't want to meet Luo Yi!

Kroy's attacks did not stop. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and a spear of holy light appeared, which he then hurled away.

The spear pierced through space, vanished abruptly, and reappeared in an empty space.

The spear fell, distorting space into a Möbius strip, endless and without beginning, transforming into a cage.

Furthermore, time is fragmented, disordered, and broken, revealing its traces.

This is Luo Yi's self-created legendary control technique – Time-Space Cage.

Inside the cage, a black-robed mage appeared, looking up in astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief.

As someone who walks within the interdimensional space, he always comes and goes without a trace, and Luo Yi had never noticed him before.

But now, how did we find it so precisely?
But before he could figure it out, a huge hand slapped down, growing bigger and bigger, as if it could encompass the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, he dared not be careless anymore. He waved his staff, and layers of mist transformed into countless runes.

Even the time-space prison seemed unable to contain him, to the point that his figure became increasingly faint.

But his speed was ultimately a bit slow.

The slap landed on his body, and he disappeared even faster. When Luo Yi pulled her hand away, it was covered in blood.

Luo Yi shook his hand, dissatisfied, but he didn't care too much. Instead, he suddenly turned around and looked at Miller.

Miller had already stood up, his head held high, unwilling to bow it.

With a step, the space flickered, and Luo Yi stood in front of Miller. The two were no more than half a meter apart, but they were like fighting cocks, neither willing to give way.

But again, no one spoke first!
However, someone—no, a demon—couldn't resist any longer.

The demon Dorgie pleaded, "Loy, Your Majesty Loy, you and Miller are friends, so why don't you let us go?"

I promise, I promise from now on…

"Shut up!"*2
This was the unanimous opinion of Loy and Miller.

Turning her head again, Loy looked at Dorgie, but addressed Miller instead: "I told you, I never regretted killing your uncle."

I have no regrets from the past, and I will never regret it in the future. Even if you gave me a hundred chances, I would still kill him.

"The ending was sealed the day he plotted against me."

“Now that he’s in front of me, I’ll kill him again.”

Before he finished speaking, Loy ignited a sacred flame in his hand, burning Dorji into a torch, and then turning him to ashes amidst screams.

This time, it wasn't just Dorji's demonic body that was burned away, but also his soul that was purified.

"Luo Yi!"

Miller spoke angrily, his voice loud, as if he were using all his strength.

Luo Yi suddenly turned around, met Miller's gaze with a fierce look: "Didn't you want to know the truth?"

I can tell you, but do you really think you can handle it?

Whether I can bear it or not is my business; whether you say it or not is your business!

"it is good!"

Without another word, Luo Yi raised her hand and pointed a finger at Miller's forehead.

(End of this chapter)