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Chapter 393, Deep Blue Chant

What happens next is simple.

This highly restrained Nightmare Lord couldn't even get past those cold, advancing blue figures step by step.

Xiao Yang didn't even need to make a move.

"A divine artifact, a divine artifact, must possess some of the power of a true god, or even surpass it, otherwise how could it be called a divine artifact?"

The Nightmare Lord was beaten up by the Atmosphere Group just like that.

But I also feel wronged.

These dark blue figures have a very special nature.

It is neither a complete physical entity nor an energy body, but exists in a state of an overly solidified physical soul.

The Abyss Nightmare Lord cannot allow them to enter dreams, nor can he make them fall into illusions.

In an instant, most of his skills became ineffective.

In essence, Deep Blue Chant is still the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls; its power does not come from its material or authority, but from the aggregation of countless souls.

Now, it remains unknown how many souls are gathered and piled up within that dark blue banner.

"It will definitely not be a small amount."

To some extent, they are considered as a whole to form this dark blue flag.

I want so many souls to share a dream.

Not only can it not do it, but weaker gods probably can't either.

Xiao Yang, who was buffed and entered a special state, was the one who was truly blessed.

It is also the subject that enjoys the deep blue chanting ability.

With the blessing of power, his current soul-specific attack is specifically designed to target spiritual entities.

Deep Blue Chanting greatly compensated for Xiao Yang's weakness in dealing with those illusory things.

Now, it's likely that Xiao Yang could send this nightmare into the resurrection countdown with just one punch.

However, he did not do that.

He held his arms in his lap.

He wanted to see just how powerful these byproducts were in combat.

Make your own estimate.

I haven't figured out the specific effects of the new good stuff yet.

It's something that can't be helped.

It can only be said that something truly reaches the level of mythology.

In all situations, things become very blurry.

This description is not meant to be cryptic.

"It's really very blurry."

This is the panel for Azure Chanting.

【Azure Chant】

Quality: Mythical

Introduction: Only by gazing at the sky and chanting devoutly can one escape.

"Can we tell anything just by looking at the panel?"

Anyway, Xiao Yang couldn't figure it out.

It can be said that he has taken the riddle-maker to the extreme.

The information on this panel is so confusing; it's like they've printed those words all over your face.

"I can't come!"

Therefore, Xiao Yang had no choice but to try and figure it out on his own.

Fortunately, although the information about these artifacts is vague, you can still ask them questions directly.

Something like this.

"Hey, what good are you?"

They are all basically spiritual beings.

Currently, Xiao Yang possesses three divine artifacts.

"Silver crossbow, silver crown, deep blue chant."

Oh, and there's a dog whistle too.

But that might not be the case. In reality, it's more like a calling device. Even if Xiao Yang tries to contact it with his mind, he's only communicating with his own dangerous big dog that's wandering around somewhere.

You might get it.

"Woof woof!" (Happy)

To receive such a call.

There are currently only three genuine divine artifacts.

The Silver Crossbow is a silent, unassuming creature.

"shoot."

Contacting Him is either through this word, or through a message that has been read but not replied to.

The Silver Crown is better, but it still feels a bit wooden overall.

"Doesn't seem very smart."

When you contact them, the response you usually get is like this.

“Prick, resist, prick, resist.”

Repeat this process.

But when it comes to the artifact Deep Blue Chanting, things are a little different...

One contact.

“A great master!”

"Heroic master!"

"Too perfect, too perfect!"

Upon contact, a barrage of flattery arrived like a whirlwind.

This situation left Xiao Yang somewhat taken aback.

In his mind, this thing should be a rebellious and unruly individual.

After its transformation, this flag, with its dark blue background and bright red accents, exudes a sense of danger and mystery.

"He should have transformed from a little rebel into a big rebel by now."

But the situation seems a little different...

"It's more like a real dog than my own free-roaming dog?"

Such a bewildered thought crossed my mind.

A barrage of exaggerated and chaotic praise poured into Xiao Yang's mind through his mental connection, giving him a headache.

He reached out and grasped Deep Blue Chant, pulling it out.

"Stop talking nonsense and show me what you're good for!"

These impatient words actually made him behave himself a little better.

Taken from behind, the originally small Deep Blue Chant suddenly swelled up, transforming into a striking flag.

Not far away, on the battlefield.

The densely packed, dark blue figures had pushed the nightmare to its limit.

With stiff steps, he was grabbed, pressed down, and forced to kneel humbly on the ground, bowing down to the distant figure holding the flag.

Its fate was sealed at this moment.

The most difficult part of this expedition seems to be crossing layer after layer of abysses to get here.

Although Xiao Yang is just an epic, at this moment, this demon, who may have a great reputation throughout the heavens and is feared by countless people, knelt down in front of Xiao Yang.

Clearly, the opposing team was extremely unwilling to accept defeat, but at this moment, the outcome was no longer in doubt.

The soul was drawn from the deep shadows.

Unexpectedly, the essence that the nightmare demon had carefully protected with its dark shadow was actually the soul of a rather naive human boy.

They prostrated themselves on the ground.

The will of Deep Blue Chanting is clearly too precocious for the artifacts in Xiao Yang's possession.

At this moment, he wanted to demonstrate his power to Xiao Yang.

A ghostly blue light climbed up the soul of the nightmare.

His expression was one of unparalleled struggle.

Ultimately, it transformed into deathly silence and frenzy.

"The Great One!"

It even forcibly seized the soul of this nightmare from the hands of the will of the abyss.

Such dedication is extremely rare among magical artifacts.

After all, once these extraordinary items gained intelligence, they could no longer be treated simply as tools and objects.

Even gods need to communicate with their deities when using their magical artifacts.

And then to the next level.

Even if a typical demigod were to obtain a divine artifact through sheer luck, it's uncertain whether they could use it properly.

It's hard to say whether he actually obtained a treasure or simply found himself a powerful figure.

Well known.

"I have three criteria for choosing users!"

"I absolutely can't stand not liking it!"

"Too old, won't do!"

"Those without potential won't do!"

"If it's not good-looking, no way!"

"Those who can't speak won't do!"

This is the user selection principle that was proclaimed and widely circulated throughout the heavens by the Spring Sequence Forest Artifact.

It was extremely bizarre.

It doesn't seem like they're looking for a master; it's more like they're choosing servants to be used.

Even so, most people have no way to get selected.

Compared to these notoriously eccentric guys.

The three divine artifacts in Xiao Yang's hands were much easier to use.

Not only was it easy to command, but Deep Blue Chanting also actively asked Xiao Yang to use it more often.

This is something that can really make someone's back molars shatter.

But you saw it all.

"He is very proactive."

"He started it himself!"

It can truly be said that those who wield the same divine weapon have vastly different fates.

(End of this chapter)