Low Dimensional Game

The Franks and the Air Force of the Sumerian Freedom Alliance entered this fantasy city. The city is old and majestic, full of epic and legendary tastes. After entering, they discovered that the city is the legendary silver dynasty Proris. The capital, and the people in the city, is the oldest group of ancestors in the history of mankind, after the Golden Dynasty.

There was endless darkness outside, and there was a cold and blizzard that was cold enough to turn people into ice sculptures. Everyone wrapped up in a big scorpion and entered it, only to find that the city is like spring, warm and incomparably, like an imaginary wall. Everything outside, outside and inside, is completely two worlds.

The Franks found everything here, all illusions and illusions, but what shocked them was that when they tried to talk to people in the city, they found that they were conscious and intelligent, as if they were left here. Not only their shadows, but also their life brand.

This is the power of artifacts that originate from the roots of the world. Everything in the city still runs according to the memory of the world. People in the city still don't know, and their time has long since passed away.

At the heart of the city, Frank found the artifacts of the legends they wanted—the slate of civilization.

This legendary slate is inserted in the palace square of the city. In a gap in the ground, the pedestrians coming and going around seem to turn a blind eye to it. The temple across the street is holding a sacrifice. The priests of both men and women holding ceremonial instruments are offering sacrifices to the goddess of light and the archangel Faros behind them, witnessing their faith in them, which has been circulated since the Silver Age.

And everything here is the formation of light and shadow formed by the overflow of civilized slate power.

"This... this is the legend... the artifact left by the Creator?"

"Just throw it here! This is casual... throw it here..."

"What is random, here is the icy land of the North Sea, the North Sea ice land that no one has ever entered, and the place we are currently in is the northern extreme of the world, the end of the sky!"

Everyone talked a lot, and everyone who entered here felt an incomparable shock. Looking at this ancient city, there was a feeling that people passed through time and the ages and returned to the ancient dynasty.

Frank walked over and grabbed the slate above the ground and slowly pulled it out. He immediately saw the endless light and shadows begin to gather and blend into his hands, and the ground showed its originality.

Just seeing the civilized slate is inserted in the crack of the ice, deeply embedded in it.

When Frank lifted up the civilized slate, it was like lifting a hot sun. In the dark sky, suddenly the stars twinkled. Two of the stars were close to the main world, and the huge star **** appeared in front of the world.

The gods who looked up at the heights of the people in the past, at the moment when Frank discovered the slate of civilization, they finally couldn’t stand it. They didn’t wait for the key moments when the three of them landed on the throne, but at this moment they started, a creator left behind. The artifact is enough to make the gods also have a greedy heart.

The silver glow of the huge stars shrouded the ice of the North Sea. Darkness and storms became the main color of the world. Two wills from the stars of the gods landed in the main world.

As if the heavens and the earth sang hymns together, countless people prayed together, two huge shadows of gods that dragged out dozens of kilometers appeared in the sky, and even the main world seemed to be unable to accommodate their bodies.

They can only observe the world above the world's planes, just as the two giants observe the ants in the box from the gap between the opened boxes.

The gaze reveals ruthlessness and highness. When they look at the earth, it seems that everything is stagnant, snow, frost, and air, and everyone's consciousness is frozen.

"The wrath of the storm god!"

"The Candle of the Night God!"

The huge gods and light behind the shadows dragged a long cloud, like the endless stream of clouds and storms in the sky, the illusory head gently breathed, and saw the elemental storm swept a small half of the North Sea ice.

The twisted black shadow, which was completely integrated into the night, held down the candlestick that seemed to illuminate the dream of the night, carrying the raging fire and darkness to Frank and others.

A large number of airships and combat airships scattered over the icy land of the North Sea were swept into the vortex between the storms. Even if the screams were not issued, they made a violent explosion and light, and then disappeared like a fireworks. In the middle of the night.

The Alva Sky Fortress, which was stagnant in the sky, disintegrated in the storm and power for a moment, and squeaked in the storm particles, and instantly became a smoke.

"This is the power of the true God!" Wilbert never felt that the **** is such a terrible existence, the gap between the demigod and the true God, just like the ants and giants, this is the power of the real world.

Only then did he understand the reasons for the so-called contractual agreement between the gods. If there is no constraint, the world will probably have perished in the battle of the gods.

"Blessing the power of the true God of the world rules?" Alva looked at the black illusion of a huge candlestick in the sky, and the huge candlestick fell down like a cover of the entire sky, an illusory candlelight. Illuminate the earth, beautiful dreams are like dreams.

Alva looked at Frank palely: "Are we the first to face the existence of true God?"

Frank grinned. "That's really honored!"

"Being worried, brother, we haven't lost yet!"

Frank held up the slate of civilization and suddenly shouted: "Civilization is traced back, history is flowing back!"

"In the name of the three gods of civilization, summon the city of the Creator in the legend - the projection of the gods!"

For a moment, the civilized slate blossomed with dazzling light, illuminating the entire North Sea ice in the dark, illuminating the sky, shining and even all the way through the space, directly projected to the Star Gods.

Even the Ala continent, which is separated by the vast sea of ​​death, can now see the light pillars that bloom in the far north of the land, stretching for hundreds of kilometers, all the way to the sky.

"What it is?"

"This is what shines!"

The Pope of the Church of Light, standing on the shrine of the city of St. Sar, went far away, and the gods and senior priests of all countries were shocked at the moment, and they could be seen from a continent. Such intense light and extraordinary power fluctuations are beyond the imagination of all.

Civilized slabs traced back and forth along the long history of history. Frank, Alva and Wilbert felt that they seemed to flow back in time. Before coming to the distant era, they saw the floating in the legend. In the magnificent city among the clouds, the legendary **** city of the Creator.

At this moment, this huge movement shocked the whole world, and even the gods of the stars of the gods were all alarmed at a moment~www.novelmtl.com~ How could it be! ”

"how come!"

"What the **** is this?"

"How did we not find such an artifact in the North Polar!"

Light and shadow condensation, a large amount of light shuttles to build the entire sky, a huge sky city that does not know how many kilometers appears in the sky, the silver-white pedestal exudes a holy clear glow, and above it, the gods of the country The scene is vivid, this is a dream sky garden.

There is a holy river flowing between the magical planted forest and the enchanting mountain peaks. A lot of demon spirits are shuttled under the huge fairy tree that is straight into the sky. The central city of the gods seems to have appeared in history. The different styles of palaces are combined, sacred and dreamy.

In the center of the city of God, a **** that seems to have passed through the existence of all time and space, the gods in the sky that are suppressed for a moment are breathless.

The city of creation in the legend, from the distant era, was summoned to the era by the three gods of civilization through the slate of civilization.

The master of the night dominated the hand-painted artifact, and the wrath of the storm **** dominated by the storm slammed toward the Franks. Half of the North Sea ice and land collapsed and collapsed. Everything that could be seen collapsed, but above the capital of God. But it didn't provoke a trace of embarrassment. It was just a projection, and it was not that he could collide.

For a moment, Jonathan, the master of Louis and the storm, suddenly changed his face. The posture and look that looked at the sentient beings on the top were broken.

"how is this possible?"

"The capital of God?"

The three Franks stood above the legendary city of the Creator and looked at the giant star **** and two true gods above the sky.

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