Bright Era

Thousands of whale oil torches mixed with hundreds of magic light **** illuminate this huge underground space.

In the natural grotto that can hold tens of thousands of people, the big guy in front of him is so huge and magnificent, but there is a magical aura that makes people want to kneel on the ground and worship him.

It was a throne that was more than 300 meters high and tattered up and down.

The huge four-color throne red, white, black, and gray, the four colors organically combined into one, make this throne full of strange charm. The entire throne was surrounded by a huge hydra, with nine snake heads encircling the throne, and the thick snake body wrapped around the throne in circles.

Each head of the Hydra wears a crown, and each head is so solemn and sacred, without the ferocious and sinister feeling that a snake should have. They proudly hold their heads high, like gods overlooking all living beings.

At the top of the throne sat a statue of a **** with six pairs of wings and a crown on his head, but the head of this statue was mostly broken, and the body was also tattered with holes and cracks everywhere. The gods have four faces, front, rear, left, and right. The expressions of each face are very different, sad, desperate, sad, and laughing. Each face has a strong appeal, making people who see this face feel uncomfortable. Forbidden to show the same expression.

The throne stands on a huge platform. The platform made of unknown materials in red, white, black and gray is thousands of meters long and wide. Like the main body of the throne, this platform is also broken to the extreme, with cracks everywhere. They are all holes. On the four corners of the platform, stood a **** with three pairs of wings on the back and holding a long horn.

The four gods showed colors of red, white, black, and gray. The horns on their hands were shining with a faint light. Time passed, and the long years failed to obliterate the palpitating power fluctuations on the horns.

"What is this!" Lin Qi asked the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse in the spirit sea.

"The Doomsday Throne. If you regard me as an artifact, it is my energy core and one of my most important components. At the same time, it is also my offensive and defensive core." The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse slowly introduced the present. Huge Throne: "I am the strongest war fortress under the Yuanjie•Divine Realm•Heaven Mountain, and the Doomsday Throne is my shield and my sword!"

Lin Qi nodded, he understood the significance of this throne to the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse.

What makes Lin Qi happy is that this huge throne is roughly intact. Although it looks like holes everywhere, it is at least in better condition than the main body of the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse. The roof of the Temple of the Doomsday Apocalypse was split by people, and it was almost divided into two, but the Doomsday Throne only had holes and cracks, and this damage was nothing at all.

"Everyone quit, and the donkey can stay here!" Lin Qi mumbled lowly.

Everyone, including Dragon City, withdrew from this huge underground space, and no one asked Lin Qi why-when they first saw this huge and magnificent throne, they were caught by the unspeakable breath above. Shocked, no one said a word, including Oz Nightmare, everyone retired obediently.

"Lend me a little bit of strength!" The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse murmured in a low voice, and then Lin Qi's body twitched. He had just recovered little strength and was suddenly drawn clean. The magic that he had just raided in the warehouse above Before the crystals and magic gems were warmed up, they were drawn from the ring of the world by a magical force and swallowed by the four-color strange light.

Huge power was poured into the Hall of Doomsday Apocalypse, and then four colors of light spurted from Lin Qi's eyebrows, shining directly on the huge throne.

The donkey stood aside and suddenly yelled: "Wow, what did I see? It's the end...Ah, why does the head hurt so much?"

Shaking his head vigorously, the donkey's hoof slammed against his forehead a few times, and then he cursed a few "grandson" helplessly. Obviously, the throne in front of him that made him feel familiar, and Did not stir up certain memories he should have. He just stared blankly at the doomsday throne that was covered by the four-color strange light, which was shining with the same four-color strange luster, and then he exhaled heavily.

A huge force of overwhelming mountains rushed back along the four-color strange light.

Lin Qi's body twitched, and his meridians and qi pulses were almost burst by this indescribable huge energy. Fortunately, the cyan rhizome of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree rushed out along his meridian, firmly blocking the invasion of this energy, which relieved Lin Qi's risk of body explosion.

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse also released four colors of strange light, madly swallowing this huge and unusual power that was constantly coming. He grumbled happily: "You are annihilated today, but will the Hermit of Mount Que? From the memory of the doomsday throne, I have seen the scene where they have continuously integrated various rare metals and energy crystals into the doomsday throne for thousands of years. They are all enthusiastic people!"

After a few deep laughs, the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse sneered: "Forty-seven hundred and fifty-nine years, ten months, and twenty-three days, it's just the Hermit Society of Queshan... No, this is where the Fallen Temple found the doomsday throne. Exact time. They have been trying to repair the Doomsday Throne for more than four thousand years! But apart from me, no existence can control the Doomsday Throne. The energy of their sacrifices now belongs to me!"

Sweet-scented osmanthus tree and Lin Qi coughed at the same time, the voice of the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse stopped, and then hesitantly muttered: "So, three to three?"

Lin Qi and the sweet-scented osmanthus tree smiled with satisfaction. The vast energy kept pouring in. Three-thirds of the energy was swallowed by the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse. Three-thirds of the energy was unceremoniously accepted by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the remaining thirty-three. After being purified and transformed by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the energy of is gradually integrated into the two seals in the sea of ​​Qi Qi.

The two seals of ocher and azure spewed strong light at the same time, and the earth and water elements continued to flood into Lin Qi's body, and countless complex magic runes quickly revolved around the two seals. Densely dense runes gradually imprinted into every corner of Lin Qi's body. When the earthy-yellow earth runes were imprinted on Lin Qi's body, Lin Qi's body became harder and stronger; and the blue one When the water rune was branded in, Lin Qi's body became softer and softer and more flexible.

Scenes of bizarre scenes were introduced into Lin Qi's spirit sea through the sharing of the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse. At this moment, Lin Qi, from the perspective of the Throne of the Doomsday, condescendingly overlooked some mysterious religious rituals going on in the huge grotto.

A large group of men and women wearing black robes and wearing the inverse holy cross badge on their chests gathered in the grotto very seriously. They chanted strange prayers, chanted strange mantras, and waves of powerful and incomparable spiritual power continued in the end. The surface of the throne converges and wants to enter the inside of the doomsday throne and merge with the doomsday throne.

A large group of black-robed men placed countless rare magic metal ingots and magic crystals neatly on the platform below the doomsday throne, and the doomsday throne unceremoniously swallowed all the materials, slowly To repair his injuries.

More than 4,000 years ago, when these black-robed men discovered the doomsday throne that was sinking underground, the doomsday throne almost collapsed and the whole thing was in ruins. But after more than four thousand years of ‘selfless assistance’ by these black-robed men, the Doomsday Throne has returned to the state before Lin Qi.

And the aura contained in the spiritual fluctuations released by those black-robed people was unceremoniously tied down by the Doomsday Throne-these people are the senior core personnel of the Fallen Temple. They discovered the Doomsday Throne and the Doomsday Throne. They believe that the doomsday throne is an unknown and powerful artifact, so they want to repair the doomsday throne and control him!

But all their efforts were accepted by the doomsday throne, but they did not achieve the slightest effect they wanted.

More than four thousand years have passed, and the efforts of the Temple of the Fallen Temple have been ineffective. They finally gave up the complicated religious rituals. Now it is the Queshan Hermit Association who is responsible for incorporating a certain amount of rare metals and magic crystals into the Doomsday Throne every year. The upper level of the temple only comes here to visit the doomsday throne once in a while every ten or decades.

"They are really enthusiastic people!" Lin Qi quietly absorbed the memory of the Doomsday Throne for thousands of years, and then sighed with sincere emotion.

Thousands of years old, these mysterious black-robed men in the Fallen Temple, the rare metals and magic crystals they swallowed by the Doomsday Throne is an astronomical number that shocked Lin Qi, roughly equivalent to the Fifth Abyss World The total amount of all magic metals and magic crystals mined in the past two thousand years.

"Really enthusiastic!" The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse laughed loudly: "Thank you for their generosity, so, wake up, doomsday fighters!"

The Doomsday Throne turned into a stream of light and merged into Lin Qi's eyebrows, and then in the next instant he came to the center of the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse and settled firmly in the hall. And on the huge square in front of the main hall, on the top of the preliminarily restored giant stone pillar, the apocalyptic knight entangled in a dense energy mist suddenly let out a high-pitched cry.

The fog cleared, and a white knight who looked similar to the Cologne 18th twins and looked similar to the twins, but with dazzling white skin, and the armor all over his body was also white, holding a long spear and carrying a set of odd-shaped longbows from the fog. In the middle of the show.

"I, give you a name, Garen...Galun eighteen!" The voice of the Temple of Doomsday Revelation rumblingly echoed in Lin Qi's sea of ​​anger.

The coffin in the main hall suddenly opened, and Cologne XVIII rushed out.

He raised his long sword and gave a solemn knightly salute to the newborn white knight: "Welcome, brother! Galen Eighteen? Why not Galen One?"

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse did not answer Cologne XVIII's question, while Galen XVIII raised her spear and paid a very solemn salute to Cologne XVIII.

"It's an honor to fight with you, Cologne XVIII!"

Another pillar in the square was slowly recovering, and a dense energy mist appeared on the two restored pillars at the same time.

The corners of Lin Qi's mouth suddenly split, and he almost threw out his big teeth with a smile. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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