Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 610 Confused Pandora

The moment the mercenary saw the future, he saw himself holding a sword, leading a legion covered in sparks, and crushing the flag of the Holy See!

"Is this... the intertwined power of the past and the future?"

And Xingluo's voice sounded softly in my ears:

"I allow you to borrow my power."

Although Xingluo said this, these people were actually borrowing power from their future selves. However, only Xingluo could do this. Those who believed in him could gain the power to connect the past and the future, somewhat similar to how believers of the Light sought the power of the God of Light. However, Xingluo did not need to exert his own power, but only needed to build a bridge between the present and the future. This consumed much less energy and was within the reach of a Grand Mage of Space and Time who had not yet achieved half-body power. Although it was a bit tricky, this was the power of space and time. Whether in his previous realm as a Grand Mage or now that he had gained divine power, he could crush all other elements.

The halo expanded again, and countless spatial cracks suddenly appeared in the void, like broken mirrors, reflecting the scenes of countless parallel worlds.

In some mirrors, the mercenaries were annihilated on the battlefield.

In some mirrors, the mercenary becomes a hero who saves thousands of troops.

In some mirrors, they even saw another version of themselves fighting with gods!

Everyone was so shocked by the scene that they could not move.

Xingluo murmured softly:

"Space is a cage, but also a key...

Your soul has been granted my protection and can temporarily cross this boundary."

"Blessings of Time and Space" - Open.

boom--! !

The divine flame crystal released countless tiny golden and blue light spots, which fell on every mercenary like flying fireflies.

The night sky burned, and the light of divine flame surged into the earth like a wave.

As the stars fell, the low whispers echoed between heaven and earth:

"Those who submit to me will be protected...

I allow you to borrow power from time and a path from space—"

Across the square, a golden-blue light instantly enveloped thousands of followers. Translucent "time and space marks" simultaneously emerged from their right shoulders, souls, and even deep within their blood vessels.

Xingluo has become more and more skilled after the first blessing, and can provide more power with less loss.

An old archer knelt on the ground, his eyes dimmed by age and his hands trembling with joint disease. For decades, he had made a living by hunting, and had long lost the sharpness of his youth.

However, when the light of the divine flame passed through his body, a fiery power suddenly surged into the depths of his soul.

“Your past is still remembered by time.

Borrow it—borrow your former strength.”

Bang!

After a burst of severe pain, the old archer's pupils suddenly turned into silver light, and deep in his pupils, he actually reflected his younger self: the lone wolf who could shoot arrows through the air from a hundred paces away and fight ten enemies at once in the wilderness!

"I'm back?"

He slowly raised the old bow in his hand. His fingertips no longer trembled, and his muscles became fuller again. He could hear the heartbeat of the monster a hundred meters away.

“Huh—dong…Huh—dong…”

Every breath, every breath, is as clear as if it were right next to you.

He pulled the bowstring, and the silver light condensed into an arrow. The next moment—

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air pierced the silence, and the grass leaf blown by the wind a hundred meters away was instantly broken off at the root.

The old archer's eyes filled with tears and his voice became hoarse:

"This is... the power of my youth!"

Miracles are miracles because they make the impossible possible.

On the other side, a lame warrior, carrying a broken shield, gasped for breath. He was once a frontier knight, but his leg was chopped off during the Church's siege, and he has been reduced to a beggar ever since.

However, at this moment, the light of the divine flame was burning his remaining body fiercely.

zizi——

The skin and flesh were reorganized, the bones were welded together, and amid the burning pain, a leg that should have been crippled slowly recovered as before, and was even stronger than before!

Just as the warrior was stunned, a voice from the void echoed in his ears:

"Draw strength from your former self before you were seriously injured."

boom!

The soldier suddenly felt his body lighten and the space under his feet slightly distorted.

The next moment, his body turned into a shadow, flashed and moved five meters away, and appeared behind another mercenary!

"This... is this a brief 'flicker of space'?"

He clenched his fist excitedly and threw a powerful blow, causing the air to explode.

A young female mage held her staff in both hands, her face pale. Her magic power was so weak that she could only barely cast a first-level fireball spell.

However, the light of the divine flame poured into her body like a tide, and a translucent time hourglass suddenly emerged in her soul.

The golden sand in the hourglass slowly fell, and a mysterious whisper sounded in her ears:

“Learn strength from your future self.”

"Borrow the power of the future—accelerate the casting of spells."

Bang!

The flames suddenly expanded in her palm. The second-level fireball spell, which originally required ten seconds to chant, was now condensed and completed in just three seconds!

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and with a wave of her hand, three fireballs shot out at the same time, like a meteor shower streaking across the night sky.

"Is this... my future self?!

As the power of the Divine Flame Crystal spread completely, the aura of all the newly recruited mercenary group members suddenly soared.

The archers drew their longbows, their pupils flashing silver, and their arrows flew across a hundred meters and accurately hit the monsters in the grass.

The warriors stepped on the cracks in space and turned into blurry shadows, making it difficult to predict between offense and defense.

The hourglasses in the palms of the mages flickered, the speed of spell casting increased by two times, and fire, ice, and lightning intertwined in the air to form an elemental storm.

The scouts of the Holy See of Light, observing from a distance, collapsed to the ground in fear.

"This... is this a power that a mortal can possess?!"

Then he roared hoarsely out of excessive fear: "This is blasphemy!"

Xingluo stood on the high platform, the divine flame crystal burning brightly on his chest.

He slowly raised his hand, and a pair of illusory divine wings woven from fragments of time and cracks in space appeared behind him.

"This is the 'blessing of time and space' that I bestow upon you."

"It can't last forever, but it's enough to make you extraordinary for a short time!"

He extended his finger and lightly tapped the frontline of the Holy See of Light in the distance:

"With my blessing, go and destroy those so-called 'gods'!

At this moment, all members of the Sky City Mercenary Group seemed to be covered with a divine shell.

They can rewind three seconds after a critical hit, resetting their injuries and position.

They can flash across a five-meter space, advancing or retreating like shadows.

They can cast spells twice as fast, making one person more powerful than two.

Although this power can only last for half a minute, it is enough to transform them into an extraordinary legion in the eyes of the enemy.

The pupils of a demigod archbishop of the Holy See shrank sharply, and his whole body trembled:

“This isn’t a demigod!

This is an existence that has already... set foot in the divine realm!"

This is the distant western continent. Between the mountains, an ancient temple sealed by a curse sleeps deep in the rift valley.

In the deepest part of the temple, a huge phantom beast was perched on the black altar, as if it was made up of tens of millions of underworld snakes and ancient dragons, exuding an aura from ancient times.

In the center of the altar, a black-haired girl sat cross-legged, her body bound by hundreds of silver chains. Her eyes were empty, but from time to time they flashed with pain and struggle.

She is Pandora.

Xingluo's most trusted companion,

Now he is integrating the family curse - the ancient mythical beast.

Since entering the trial ground, Pandora's body and soul have been forced to accept the remaining spirit of the divine beast.

That is not fusion in the ordinary sense, but:

"A mortal girl, forced to share the consciousness and memories of a divine beast."

During the day, she was still able to stay awake.

But every night, the beast's whispers, like nightmares, would linger in her ears:

"You are small, fragile, and foolish. You are not worthy of bearing my power..."

"Give up, let me completely control you..."

"What you want is revenge and destruction, not human emotions..."

Sometimes Pandora would wake up from her sleep with a start, and when her nails dug into her palms, she would find that she had unknowingly released a destructive magic storm, tearing the rocky mountain walls above the temple into pieces.

"Am I...still me?"

She couldn't remember the last time she spoke a complete sentence.

In this day-to-day struggle between souls, Pandora gradually became numb.

She began to lose track of her own voice;

I began to forget why I embarked on this path;

Sometimes I even identify with the voice of the mythical beast—

"Yeah, wouldn't it be great to be a god?"

"Strength is the only way to protect 'her'."