bookrebus Chapter 739 Angel of Desire: Sam
Chapter 739 Angel of Desire: Sam
Li Fan's footsteps echoed in the dark stairwell, heavy and slow.
The stairs before him seemed endless, and every step was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, preventing him from speeding up.
There was a suffocating pressure in the air.
It was as if there was an invisible force forcing him, slowing down his movements mercilessly every time he tried to speed up.
That kind of pressure came from the deep power of this fallen angel ruins—the breath of the fallen angels.
Although Li Fan's physique had already surpassed most players of the same level, he was still under the pressure of this powerful aura.
He still felt as if he were at the bottom of the sea, and the air around him was so thick that he could hardly breathe.
This feeling was like an invisible chain that bound his every move.
Just as he was cursing in his heart, the voice of Elles echoed loudly in his body: "Master, if I am not mistaken, the owner of this fallen angel site is the Angel of Desire - Sasme!"
Li Fan was stunned and paused for a moment, his thoughts were interrupted by Ehlers' words.
"Sasme?"
He repeated the name, frowning slightly: "I've never heard of this name."
Ailers' voice was still clear and deep: "Sasm is one of the oldest fallen angels, as famous as Satan, Lucifer and other fallen angels. His power comes from desire. Countless fallen angels and demons have been loyal to him. Even those who rose in ancient times could not ignore his threat."
Li Fan was silent for a moment, and his curiosity was instantly ignited.
Sasme, the Angel of Desire...these fallen angels hide too many unknown stories.
Li Fan continued to ask: "What about the person who gave me the heart of a fallen angel and planted the power of a fallen angel in me?"
Thinking back to the person he met in the Fallen Angel's Mansion, Li Fan felt somewhat confused.
Ailers' tone became a little hesitant: "To be honest, ever since you obtained the power of the fallen angel, I still don't know who that person is."
His tone was serious and he didn't seem to be lying.
"Although his power is extraordinary, his aura is so strange and powerful to me, as if everything is deliberately hidden. I can only confirm that his existence is far more mysterious than any fallen angel I know."
Hearing this, Li Fan couldn't help but frowned.
Now, Ellers' helpless answer made Li Fan feel even more depressed.
He understood that now was not the time to dwell on these issues; the current predicament was the most pressing.
If you want to get the answer, I'm afraid the only way to solve this mystery is to destroy the Chaos Demon and avenge it.
"It seems that if you want to know the truth, you should first completely release the power of the fallen angel in your body."
Li Fan whispered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firm.
He knew that as long as he killed the Chaos Demon, he would be able to release some of the power of the Fallen Angel in his hands, and then he might know the answer.
He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and continued to climb the endless stairs.
Li Fan's steps were heavy, but his heart was filled with complicated emotions.
We walked for a long time and encountered almost no obstacles.
There was a heavy feeling of oppression in the air, as if every step was stepping into an endless abyss.
Walk down step by step along the ancient stone steps.
The light around him was getting dimmer and dimmer, and only the [Flowing Light Pearl] in his hand could illuminate the stone walls on both sides of the stairs slightly clearly.
During this silent walk, Li Fan began an aimless conversation with the Eleso in his body.
Elesuo's voice was low and cold.
Sometimes he mentioned some puzzling myths and legends, and sometimes he talked lightly about the fate of some ancient god.
Although Li Fan was confused, he did not refute.
Just let the voice from the depths of your soul echo in your mind.
Whenever he was about to fall into deep thought, Elesuo's tone would suddenly become urgent, pulling him back from his thoughts.
Finally, when he reached the end of the stairs, Li Fan stopped.
The sight before him made him gasp.
From a distance, that door seemed to lead to another world.
The huge palace gate stands tall, as if it has endless years and history.
The door is carved with extremely delicate reliefs, which are lifelike and seem ready to explode. Every detail exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
The wings of angels, the roar of dragons, and even some images of gods that Li Fan had never seen before.
Obviously, what was carved on it was a testimony to a great war between ancient gods.
Li Fan was stunned, his eyes unconsciously fixed on the reliefs, and a series of confused thoughts emerged in his mind.
The War of the Gods, what does this have to do with the Chaos Game Field?
He had actually seen this scene before, and it seemed to be real and not just a legend.
next second.
He seemed to see the eyes of one of the angels flash suddenly and look at him.
At that moment, his heart was beating wildly, as if some unfathomable force was watching him from behind.
However, at this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the huge door in front of him.
There was a dark force in the air, as if emerging from the depths of hell, enveloping the entire space.
The power came like a tide.
Li Fan felt an inexplicable pressure pressing on him. Every step he took became extremely heavy, as if even the air had solidified.
"What the hell!"
Li Fan was shocked and began to retreat uncontrollably.
But the dark power followed him like a shadow, growing stronger and stronger, as if it was going to devour him completely.
For a moment, the surrounding space began to distort, and the pressure almost made Li Fan's breathing stagnate.
His steps began to stagger and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
Seeing that he was about to lose his balance, Li Fan's eyes flashed and he drew out the sword he carried with him without hesitation.
The sword blade suddenly pierced into the ground, making a dull metallic impact sound.
The force of the vibration of the hilt was transmitted to every muscle in his body, allowing him to instantly stabilize his center of gravity.
The feeling of oppression remained as strong as ever, as if an invisible force was making it hard for him to breathe.
But he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, managed to steady his body, and raised his head with difficulty, staring at the door.
"Not allowed in?"
Li Fan gritted his teeth and whispered, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented determination: "If you don't let me in, I must go in!"
At this moment, the relief on the gate seemed to move quietly.
The angel's wings trembled slightly, and the dragon's pupils flickered slightly.
Faintly, a breath from the depths of ancient times is quietly reviving.
Suddenly, a large amount of information flooded into Li Fan's mind.
It was an ancient battlefield that Li Fan had seen before.
The battlefield was already in a mess.
The bodies of countless gods were scattered all over the place. Among them, an angel suddenly got up from the ground as if he had been reborn after death!