Nightmare’s Call (Summoner of Nightmares)

Huh! !! !!

Dense countless transparent light beams flew out like sharp arrows, piercing in the direction of Chris Caton.

The space gap has long been closed, and a saint-level laser beam, at the speed of real light, makes all of them fall short of Chris.

There was an invisible transparent barrier rippling around his body, and that barrier firmly blocked all the incoming laser light.

But there are too many strength attacks at the same level. This thin layer of divine power is consuming the divine power in his body at a terrible speed.

Chris’s face was distorted and even a little embarrassed. He frantically urged the divine power in his body and maintained the divine power barrier around his body.

Because he knew that once the barrier was lost, the body would be completely burned into fly ash in just one moment under the impact of these light beams of the Holy One.

“Dawn! Dawn! Dawn !!!”

He raised his head and yelled, and a gleam of pure white dazzling light appeared around his body.

The strips of light, like living things, constantly walk, quickly blocking the surrounding beams of radiation.

But soon, this protective light belt that can swallow up all energy can’t support it in a few seconds.

The bands of light appear to be indigested, becoming larger and more bloated.

Immediately.

boom! !! !!

These bands of light, like blood leech sucking blood, suddenly exploded.

Numerous transparent haloes, like **** of fireballs, erupt and spread in space.

Countless light, transparent and pure light, shone everything around Chris Caton.

He can feel that this kind of light does not seem to be the natural light that he usually uses, but another peculiar special energy.

In the huge explosion, countless dazzling lights covered everything around him, and it was only a flash that completely destroyed the barrier around his body.

Chris opened his mouth and shouted, but no sound could spread in space at this time.

Countless lights shine to every inch of his body.

Divine power is rapidly being assimilated, and consciousness and divinity are rapidly being isolated and wrapped.

After a while. With the main gun of a giant battleship lit in the distance.

The bright, transparent, milky white cannon flashed through space.

Everything is calm again.

Lin Shengjing hovered in the air, looking at Chris Caton, who was completely empty and completely destroyed, with a little emotion in his heart.

“Unfortunately, it’s just a projection from God, if only the true Lord of Light comes.”

He reached for a move, and suddenly, from the original position of Chris Caton, fluttered a few strands of colored silk.

All the colored silk threads quickly gathered in his palm to form a small snowflake-shaped crystal ornament.

“Is this the divinity that the God of Morning Light poured into this projection?”

Lin Sheng carefully observed and mobilized the Holy Shadow to connect with the Holy River database for calculation.

Soon, he came to the result.

There are two kinds of deities condensed in Lin Sheng’s hands.

First: the divine light of the dawn.

Second: purification of divinity.

“Can the first rays of dawn light purify the filthy air in the heavens and the earth?” Lin Sheng guessed the effect of the combination of these two divinities.

He can see from the combination of these divinities in his hand.

These two deities seem to combine in a wonderful way to build a new structure with sufficient stability.

This so-called building should be the structure of the goddess of the dawn god.

“But it should be a simplified version.”

Lin Sheng satisfactorily put away the two deities in his hand.

“Even if it’s just projection, there are complete miniature virtual gods. You can see how the deities are combined.”

He quickly assembled the shadow and carefully recorded the structure of the virtual godhead.

Then, Lin Sheng was suspended in the sky, watching His Majesty the Holy Spirit Palace lead the aftermath.

His own thoughts are the result of immersing himself in building his own godhead.

Throughout the years, a large number of divinities have been collected. Slowly, through special methods, they have gathered and injected into Lin Sheng’s palm.

A large number of different gods quickly dyed the original colorless snowflake ornaments into a touch of golden color.

Through comparison, Lin Sheng quickly found the part of the structure of the godhead that represents light.

Light, early morning, and purification. These are the three structures of the virtual god’s grid in the projection of the **** of the dawn.

Recording the structure, Lin Sheng threw all the tasks to the shadow, and he reopened the gap and returned to the Austrian world.

………

………

Heaven, the Kingdom of Light Lord.

In the pure white palace, a huge ring composed entirely of golden light is burning with golden flames.

In the middle of the golden ring sits a young figure with a perfect figure.

“The great Lord of Light, my projection has just lost contact with me completely. It is likely to be completely wiped out by hostile forces.”

In the palace, a white light emerged slowly, falling not far around the golden ring, and turning into a handsome young man with short white hair.

The youth looked respectful, bowing his head slightly towards the golden ring.

“Your projection will be erased by the main plane guy …?” The golden ring slowly sounded a calm and grand sound like thunder.

“Not only that, I also lost all the memories and divinity possessed by the projection. I also failed to recover the virtual godhead.” Ai Hua, the **** of the morning dawn, solemnly said.

“Not much can be done in the theme,” the figure in the golden ring faintly answered.

“So, I applied for an incarnation, carried an artifact, and investigated the matter carefully.

Recently, the strange white crystallization phenomenon has been increasing and spreading. Only the legendary strong can barely curb its development. I suspect that this crystallization phenomenon may be unexpected and related to my projection. “The **** of dawn, Ai Hua, solemnly said.

The figure in the golden ring was slowly silent.

Soon, another voice came out.

“Yes, please try not to conflict with other deities.”

“I understand.” Ai Hua, the **** of the morning dawn, bowed slightly, and instantly turned into light, disappearing in place.

Advent projection and incarnation are completely different concepts.

The projection is lost, at most it is less divine power, less divinity.

But the incarnation is lost, then part of the deity priesthood is lost.

Just like the goddess of dawn, Ai Hua, if he wants to condense his subordinates, he must consolidate a part of his concept of priesthood into an entity, and then re-condensate in the main plane to form a new avatar body.

Incarnation is essentially a part of the ontology. Once lost, it will be a permanent blow and damage to the body.

Therefore, the general deities will not choose to condense the lower bounds of the body if it is not an unbearable or compelling situation.

Although the power of the avatar is far better than projection, it has reached the extreme peak of the main plane.

But once lost, it will bring permanent damage. Gains and losses.

But at this moment, Aihua, the **** of morning light, has his own calculations.