Chapter 189 (2/2)

The wind chime turned around and continued to look at the six statues. After thinking for a moment, she went to the last statue and slowly floated up to the altar where the statue was.

The wind chime sticks out a finger and points on the sixth statue.

At the moment when the finger of the wind chime touches the statue, a group of pale flames roar up from the altar. At the same time, the statue, which was still, seems to have life and turns into a golden figure, showing its shape in the fire. The figure was tired, and seemed to fall at any time. He was staggering forward and moving hard, but his face was full of hope and vision, looking forward.

It was the scene when Fengling walked out of the ”fire of sighing” that day.

God's anger, limited by its law, forms a real statue. At this time, the fire from the altar is just the energy overflow of God's anger. The wind chime picks out a fire with its finger and slowly holds it in the palm of its hand.

”Your Highness!” Akhamob was a little worried. The ground of his low voice trembled slightly“ Your highness! Both Scher and aynavar were burned when they tried to dismantle the flames. ”

Fengling frowned and glanced at akamoob, a little displeased. As the supreme god of the plane, any worry is superfluous. Akhamob naturally understood that it was disrespectful to put the wind chime together with the two servitudes, but he didn't think much about the situation of the wind chime. After thinking about it, he swallowed the following words.

The rules of power in the flame are the basis of the existence of the flame. If anyone can analyze the basis of these forces, he can understand the rules of the world. Before that, the two servant gods were all out of overconfidence. The flame touched them and immediately exploded. There was no chance for them to escape. Fengling's attempt was just like an adventure. Therefore, he was still sweating for Fengling.

The strange thing is that the flame in the hands of the wind chime did not explode as suddenly as the two servants before, but slowly beat, even slightly reduced a circle, only the size of peas.

The wind chime ponders slightly, controls the flame with the right hand, the left hand transforms the gesture one after another, and kneads the flame in the right hand. There is nothing between the left hand of the wind chime and the fire, but the fire seems to be constantly crushed by something. Every time the wind chime changes a gesture, the fire will light up, and then different types of virtual shadows spread out from the fire and slowly disappear in front of the wind chime.

These virtual shadows, even akhamob, can be roughly distinguished. They are objects of various geometric shapes. The simplest is square, and the most complex is irregular particle shape. In the end, some points in these shapes will slowly enlarge again in the process of slowly spreading, and expand again in front of the wind chime like fireworks.

Wind chime uses different methods to analyze God's sighing fire.

It seems that she feels something. In another world, there is a little uneasiness in her mind. She suddenly opens her eyes in the temple and looks into the void. But she didn't seem to see anything. Instead, she frowned suspiciously, and then closed her eyes reluctantly.

At the moment when she opened her eyes, the fire in Fengling's hand finally ran out of energy and disappeared.