Chapter 11 The Three Gods

"Oh? What do you want? Tell me about it?" The Green Dragon Queen frowned slightly and looked at Jing Chen. In addition, the eyes of all the senators also fell on Jing Chen. At this moment, Jing Chen suddenly felt a huge pressure. The pressure was heavy on Jing Chen like a mountain. Jing Chen shook his body and almost fell down.

"Hum..."

A light sound resounded through the whole hall in an instant, and the huge pressure on Jing Chen was also suddenly light. At this moment, Jing Chen only felt the coolness coming from his forehead, and his head, which had been a little drowsy by the pressure, also woke up.

"Hmm?"

"What?"

"This is..."

Many members of parliament exclaimed. Although they are not gods, every permanent member of the parliament is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Their eyesight is much more poisonous than that of Rios. How can they not recognize this divine pattern? For a moment, there were exclamation, surprises, and doubts in the hall. Bifu, everyone's eyes were also focused on Jing Chen's forehead, the rune shining with light green light.

"Is it really a divine pattern?" Isera was the first to wake up from shock. At this moment, her eyes looking at Jing Chen are not as simple as kindness, just like... it's like the elders looking at their juniors and the hope of the family's future.

When all the exclamation calmed down, the members in the hall fell into meditation again, and the whole hall was surrounded by a strange atmosphere.

"I didn't expect that this dragon-blooded ethnic group was still a dragon-blooded ethnic group with divine dignity. How many years has it been? How many years has no god been born? Everyone, we are not far from the moment when we witness becoming a god again. Suddenly, an unusually old voice sounded behind Jing Chen.

Just as the sound sounded, the parliamentarians in the hall stood up as if they had received some kind of instructions, including the Green Dragon Queen Isera, and their eyes fell on the three old men coming from outside the hall.

I saw that the first old man had long light green hair and was wearing an emerald green robe. The robe was much brighter than Isera's, as if it was made of some kind of metal. An old face with dense wrinkles seemed to be stretched out because he was too happy, and the wrinkles on his face were slightly narrowed. His eyes were staring at Jing Chen tightly, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Behind him was an old woman in a light blue robe. She held a wand that looked like a knotted by an ancient tree. Although the wand seemed ordinary, there was a magic that made Jingchen deeply afraid. The magic was extremely powerful, even more powerful than the water god summoned by Ling Xue at the beginning. The magic fluctuates more violently.

At the end is a slightly old man, about 50 years old. Whether it is his figure or appearance, he is extremely ordinary, but a wisp of ink slowly floats on his chest, which makes people feel a comfortable feeling when looking at it, as if returning to the most primitive nature, and this man's A move makes people feel extremely harmonious.

"Good job, three elders." Isera took the lead and said that all the senators in the hall also saluted several people.

The three came to the main seat and sat down. The leading old man looked up at Jing Chen, looked at the divine lines on Jing Chen's forehead for a long time, and then said, "Little guy, isn't your request to let Isera save the girl in your ring?" At this time, everyone, including Isera, stood on both sides, as if they were not qualified to sit in front of these people.

"In the words of the elder, I really want to ask Queen Isera to help me save my friend." Jing Chen said neither humble nor arrogantly. Although the three old men did not put too much pressure on him, even worse than ordinary legislators, Jing Chen's intuition told him that these three old people were the masters here, and even the whole island of miracles might have the final say.

"Ha ha." The old man smiled and turned his head to look at the other two old men sitting next to him. Then he turned his head, looked at Jing Chen, and said slowly, "Little guy, it goes without saying that Isera doesn't have that ability. Even if everyone in our hall is added together, it's impossible to help you even a little." After saying that, there was also a trace of helplessness in the old man's eyes, but not only did Jing Chen not see this helplessness, but even Isera and the parliamentarians standing beside him did not find it.

"How is that possible?" Hearing the old man's words, Jing Chen exclaimed. He really couldn't believe that the old man actually said that all the people here were not enough to help him. How could he believe that all of them here were peerless strong, and the three old men in front of him may be gods with divine deity, but the old man said that no one can To help him, Jing Chen didn't know what to say for a while.

"Little guy, are you doubting what this old guy said?" The youngest man among the three asked, and then smiled faintly and said, "You don't have to doubt his words. I won't hide it from you. The three of us are all mansions with divine dignity. Although we are the lowest gods, we are all real gods. Unfortunately, we still can't help you, let alone Yi. I'm pulling them."

Jing Chen stared at the man doubtfully and asked, "Why?" Although he was surprised that the three of them were real gods, Jing Chen wanted to know more about why they couldn't help himself.

The man meditated slightly and said slowly, "Do you think this god is the most powerful existence in the world?" Seeing Jing Chen nodding, the man continued, "Actually, it's not true. It's like Isera. Her body contains more power than the three of us combined, but she still can't beat any of us. Do you know why?"

He glanced at Isera with a little surprise. Jing Chen couldn't believe that the Green Dragon Queen had more energy than several people who were gods combined, but his eyes did not stay on Isera, the Green Dragon Queen, because he was thinking about the relationship between the old man's words and what he asked for.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jing Chen's mind. He remembered what Rios said at the beginning that only God can have the field. Thinking of this, Jing Chen immediately replied, "Is it because of the field?"

"Oh? How dare you know the field? Not bad, but you only got half of it right. The strength of the three of us is not only because we have a field, but because we have our own law. Having a law means having infinite power. Having a law can naturally destroy all those who want to harm us with the power of the law. We are the law. The man said in a low voice, and his expression was extremely serious at this moment.

Jing Chen nodded as if he didn't understand, looked at the man doubtfully, and said, "What's the meaning of telling me these?" What exactly do you want to tell me?" Since I couldn't figure it out, I just asked the man directly.

"In every divine mansion, the law of understanding is different, and the resurrection of a dead person must also master the corresponding law, otherwise it is useless to have light and power. Although we are gods, none of us has mastered the law of life, and naturally there is nothing we can do, let alone Isera and others." The man shook his head and said helplessly.

"Is it like this?" At this moment, Jing Chen also understood the meaning of the water god Rati. She told herself that only Lahir mastered the law of resurrecting Ling Xue, and only with that law could he have the opportunity to save Ling Xue. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the power was, it would be useless.

Seeing Jing Chen's frowning deeper and deeper, the three old people looked at each other. They knew that now Jingchen has understood what several people want to express. It is not difficult to have a law to save a person. Any of them can do that little magic power, but there is no law, even if there is a law. No matter how much magic power there is, it doesn't help.

"Is there no other way but to find the god of life?" Jing Chen is like the man who fell into the water and wants to find the last straw.

The three old men shook their heads, and the leading old man said, "The god of life does not belong to our faction. Even when the Creator God created the gods, it was a mansion without life. There is no other way." As soon as the words fell, the eyes of several people suddenly fell on Jing Chen, and three huge pressures suddenly fell.