Chapter 248 (2/2)

But for them, it's just simulation.

It's not like this moment. What we are fighting for is a power that has accumulated for decades. Behind the other side is a world of Arthur with a history of hundreds of millions of years.

A lot of operations are no longer the kind of chessboard deduction. These pieces used to besiege here.

And Arthur's players do not have other online games that kind of timely communication, can only temporarily indoctrinate players with a set of simple flags.

But what they are facing is the private army of mining association which has been running in since childhood.

In the previous life, only by exhausting the active strength of those private guards and dragging them to the intervention of mercenaries with insufficient tacit understanding, the player's victory turned over.

After asking 20 questions about the battle of falling star lake, Zhao Xu found that the duration of magic had long passed.

”Well, am I going to cast my spell again?” Zhao Xu then asked.

”No, the power of magic is just a channel for communication. I'm in your heart and I don't have to do that.” Altoria replied concisely.

Zhao Xu also nodded. According to the requirements of the spell itself, the simple answer ”yes” or ”no” is enough.

Otherwise, the power of this ”Tongshen technique” will not be suppressed at level 9.

It's just that he's gone through a personal relationship, so he gets more answers.

Altoria was going to talk a lot about one of her problems.

”Why did the gods not intervene in the plane?” Zhao Xu finally asked this question, which he really wanted to ask today.

At that time, antinoya was already sleepy and planned to go to the next bedroom to change clothes and go to sleep.

”Well, here we have to go back to another question.” Altoria said, ”do you know the God of killing?”

Zhao Xu nodded when he heard the speech. He even read the story and his life.

”Then you know why at least half of the gods fell during the cataclysm. But the one who succeeded most smoothly, without any waves, was it the God of killing? ”

During this period of time, Zhao Xu actually read a lot of relevant contents for the sake of that half plane.

He also had his own views on all the perplexed problems in his previous life.

He is no longer passively receiving the instillation of ideas.

”Because it is determined by the divinity of death.” Zhao Xu said.

”After the fall of other gods, the deities will have their own obvious residual characteristics, even the gods have to spend a long time to digest.”

”Only the God of death, because of the particularity of death, some residual characteristics of death will disappear.”

Zhao Xu finally said this guess word by word.

”Well, master, your current perception of this aspect is indeed more than I expected. You always have your own precise judgment of divinity.” Altoria suddenly praised Zhao Xu.

”So what I'm going to tell you next, are you ready?” Said altoria suddenly.

At this time, Zhao Xu looked around. It was quiet on the hills in the middle of the night, only the sound of insects.

And it's true that no one is close.

But Zhao Xu's magic is not in vain.

He directly used ”miracles” to simulate the ”magic house” of the seven rings.

Suddenly he appeared in front of a shimmering door, and his dormitory single bed size.

But behind the door is nothing, is still the hills of miscellaneous trees.

Zhao Xu went directly into the entrance to the different dimensions.

Then the door, which was still glowing, converged and closed, and then completely invisible.

Then Zhao Xu saw a luxurious hall in front of him. The furniture was stacked neatly. At the same time, the hall was connected with dozens of spacious rooms.

In fact, Zhao Xu can also continue to modify the layout. With his 30 level caster level, he can create a space of about 2500 cubic meters.

However, Zhao Xu was not interested in watching the feast of 360 people on the giant dining table and the 60 well-dressed but almost transparent servants standing on the side.

He's just trying to create a simple, hidden space.

However, it is also because of the presence of these ”habitable” magic arts that the mage's life is much more convenient, and there is no need to sleep in the open air.

”Yes.” At this time, Zhao Xu said to the homologous altoria.

”Well, listen.” Altoria's tone was serious, but not that kind of deliberate appetite.

”The God of death is the only one who will not revive.”