End of the World: Start by controlling a god's altar

"Well!" The messenger thought to himself. It was rare for him to have such a state of mind. He might as well let him go. At most, I will risk damaging the origin to protect him from being too seriously injured.

Under the silent gaze of the messenger, Su Yuan continued.

One hour, two hours, three hours... five hours...

As time went by, the messenger's mood became more and more nervous and heavy. Even the most outstanding royal guards of Atlantis did not stay under the guide monument for so long!

Of course, under normal circumstances, the user of the guide monument is at least a bronze-level extraordinary person, and Su Yuan is only a primary eight-star.

Su Yuan must maintain a high degree of concentration at all times. The later he goes, the higher the requirements for his physical strength, endurance and mental strength.

At this time, the messenger no longer dared to speak to disturb Su Yuan easily. He was afraid that if he spoke, Su Yuan would be distracted, which would lead to an irreparable result.

"Give him another half an hour at most. If it still doesn't work..." The messenger was struggling in his heart, and suddenly found that the situation had changed in some unexpected ways.

Su Yuan had already reached the point of exhaustion.

That thin thread of spiritual power was as fragile as a spider silk in a storm, and it could break at any time.

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But slowly, this "spider silk" not only did not break, but became more and more tenacious!

The half of the spiritual power that Su Yuan had actively destroyed before actually reappeared, and it was much more condensed than before the destruction.

The transmitter was surprised at first, and then thought about it and understood what was going on.

Those spiritual powers had been trained in the guidance monument for a period of time before they collapsed.

Su Yuan also had a god altar in his body that could help restore spiritual power, which made those spiritual powers recover so quickly.

At the same time, the other half of the spiritual power that turned into spiritual power threads in the guidance monument had been controlled by Su Yuan during this period of time.

Therefore, when Su Yuan's mental power began to recover, his mental power thread, which had not advanced for a long time, suddenly stretched upwards again tenaciously.

Unconsciously, Su Yuan found that his consciousness seemed to have entered a gray, foggy space.

If someone stood in front of Su Yuan at this time, they would find that Su Yuan's eyes were dull and lifeless, as if his soul was wandering in the sky.

In the gray foggy space, a "Su Yuan" composed entirely of mental power suddenly appeared.

Su Yuan looked at his body and the fog around him in confusion, with questions written on his face, "Who am I, where am I?"

Suddenly, the fog around him suddenly moved without wind and condensed towards a point frantically.

This scene was very familiar to Su Yuan. He usually used supernatural power to compress air like this.

Next, Su Yuan could guess without looking that it must be throwing out the compressed air mass and then suddenly exploding.

Although this can also be regarded as a long-range attack, the lethality is pitifully small, and it is useless at a slightly longer distance.

Even if he was given enough time to prepare and tried his best, he could only knock down an enemy five meters away, so Su Yuan rarely used this move when fighting.

This is why his [Super Pressure Blast] must be performed with his hand on the target.

But the next second, Su Yuan took a breath of cold air!

I saw that the gray gas mass was twisted and deformed in front of Su Yuan, split into two!

Half was still a high-density compressed gas mass, and the other half quickly turned into a blade shape of more than one meter long without a handle.

It was wide in the middle and narrow at both ends, and it was curved like a crescent.

"Is this... is this a wind blade?" Su Yuan thought to himself.

No wonder it looked familiar. He had seen some mutant beasts in his previous life spit out wind blades, and even fire.

"Swish!"

The compressed gas mass burst, just like gunpowder pushing bullets out of the barrel, and violently pushed the wind blade out!

At that moment, Su Yuan felt a sudden chill all over his body, as if he had been cut by a sharp knife!

This was just watching from the side, and he couldn't imagine what it would feel like if he was cut by that wind blade.

After that, the surrounding mist condensed into air masses and wind blades again and shot out again.

After shooting out, it condensed again and shot out again, over and over again.

At a certain moment, Su Yuan accidentally had a thought, thinking about the changes of the wind blade, if it could be slower.

At the same time when he had this idea, the speed of wind blade formation suddenly slowed down many times.

"Eh?" Su Yuan was stunned, "Slower?"

As if the words came true, the speed of wind blade formation slowed down again.

"Slower, slower, slower!"

Su Yuan's heart surged, and he was completely immersed in this extremely magical scene in front of him.

"Zoom in, zoom in again!"

The formation of the wind blade was clearly displayed in front of his eyes. He could see the arrangement of every molecule and every atom clearly.

Su Yuan subconsciously controlled his ability to simulate everything he saw.

Two wind blades began to appear in the gray space. One was extremely sharp, and the other was crooked.

However, the crooked wind blade was advancing at a terrifying speed!

"Cut!"

"Swish!"

Two wind blades shot out at the same time, tearing through the mist at the same time, equally sharp and as fast as lightning!

"Finally... Hahaha, I also have a long-range attack method!" Su Yuan felt happy.

He thought about making a fist, and suddenly found that his body had become very illusory, with only a faint shadow.

Then there was a feeling of dizziness, and Su Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. Then he immediately felt a burst of pain and dizziness in his head, as if it was about to burst, and severe nausea in his chest.

"You finally woke up!" The messenger said, "I was almost scared to death by you. Don't talk, you are now consuming too much mental energy. If you have anything to say, wait until you rest for a while."

Su Yuan wanted to nod but couldn't. His head hurt so much that he could only blink gently.

Su Yuan felt so uncomfortable that he forced himself not to think about anything and recover his mental strength as soon as possible.

When Su Yuan opened his eyes again, he saw that his eyes seemed to contain an extremely sharp sword.

Anyone who looks at it will feel very scared, as if if they don't avoid it, they will be cut by this look.

"Child, first of all, congratulations. You really completed the guidance of the guidance monument with the strength of the elementary eight stars." The voice of the messenger also contained a hint of uncontrollable joy.

"Yeah." Su Yuan smiled, raised his right hand slightly, and a wind blade instantly formed in his hand.