The restart of the world is not that simple problem. The characters involved are some of the existences that Lin Xuan dare not mention at present. Although he didn't know what opportunity Nabu got and thought that he could avoid the restart, Lin Xuan would never allow his opponent to succeed. And he had no time to think about it now. Because Nabu had taken the lead.

As a god known for his magic, Nabu showed incredible magical achievements in battle.

In order not to have too much impact on the world, Lin Xuan directly used mirror magic and transferred the battlefield to mirror space. However, his opponent's attainments in this area were no longer inferior to him.

"Mirror magic, what an ancient spell. As far as I know, this spell was completely lost in the human world about six hundred years ago. Those humans always abandoned the treasures left by the gods at will."

While talking and laughing, Nabu actually walked out of the mirror directly. The barrier of the mirror was like a mere water, and except for short ripples, it did not play any role at all.

"Interesting." When it was rare to meet a real magic master, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel excited.

At Lin Xuan's level, all known magic is basically just a matter of thought. Moreover, there is no scene of fighting between gods and gods. As a god, the control of power should be perfect.

When facing Nabu, Lin Xuan finally has an advantage. Nabu is now a mortal body. Although it is blessed by the three magical tools, it is ultimately a mortal body. Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, and countless silk threads that were almost impossible to detect with his naked eyes appeared in the air. Each silk thread was in a state of ultra-high frequency vibration.

"Do you have only such a simple trick? If you want to defeat me with this, I thought you were the god on the magic side. But it doesn't look like it."

"Is that so? Do you think this trick is very simple?" As soon as he finished speaking, the silk thread that had originally appeared in the air disappeared completely. But Nabu's face changed at the first time.

The silk thread disappeared. Whether from vision or spiritual senses, the danger around it did not increase at all. The danger predicted the crazy alarm, Nabu teleported away from the original position without thinking. The next second Nabu appeared a hundred meters away.

However, his condition was not very good at this time. He saw that one piece of his right hand and left shoulder were missing. It was literally. His body was incomplete. In the moment just now, he had suffered a severe injury.

At this time, the space he was floating in was broken like a mirror. The fragments of the space scattered like broken glass, revealing some unknown darkness. The self-healing nature of the space in the next second quickly repaired the previous damage. There seemed to be no change at all. However, part of Nabu's body also completely disappeared.

"Space, do you want to infer the priesthood of space? Even Zeus, the craziest of us, never thought of that."

"That only means that he is not crazy enough."

"It makes sense." Nabu seemed to approve of this reason.

The blood flowing out of its body suddenly stopped in the air, and then flowed backwards. This was when Lin Xuan discovered that a layer of blood mist that had appeared faintly had appeared around him at some point.

At the same time, his spiritual world gave an alarm. Some kind of illusion briefly misled his mental scan during the conversation just now. However, he actually ignored the other party's small movements.

For the first time in history, Lin Xuan encountered an opponent who could have a substantial effect on himself at the level of spiritual magic. Although it was misleading in less than a second, it had caused a huge reversal in the entire battle. He had occupied all the wind the previous second, and now he was trapped in some strange magic trap.

"Young god. You may not know what your body means? A divine body, young, powerful, without any branding of rules, is simply a perfect container.

The gods' ** are not eternal. We will also age. If we lose faith and the maintenance of divine power, the divine body will also decline. Although this time is so long that mortals cannot imagine it, it is too short for gods. If you were in the age of the old gods, you might not have lived for a day.

There is no branding of any rule, which means that your body can be perfectly compatible with the power of any god. Countless gods will rush in. Your arms, your legs, your heart, your eyes. Every part of your body will be divided. You are simply a walking golden apple. Any god will want to take a bite."

Nabu's words made Lin Xuan sweat in a cold sweat. After thinking about it carefully, Nabu's words made a lot of sense. He was really neglecting this matter. When he communicated with the gods of death before, none of them pointed out the matter. However, in fact, they must have prepared in secret.

The loss of authority and the decline of the old gods. Their divine bodies are already weak. Lin Xuan's divine bodies may be like fat meat at the door. They are just a little too big to swallow, so they need to plan carefully. Lin Xuan was really angry at this moment.

What he was angry about was not the other party's ridicule, but his own carelessness. Since he was promoted to the True God, Lin Xuan has been a little careless in this world. At least on earth, he is basically the top. He has the advantage of foresight. Except for the two unspeakable bosses, Lin Xuan basically has no fear. But now it seems that he is really too relaxed.

The blood mist had unknowingly integrated into his body. Lin Xuan found that the operation of his magic power had been greatly restricted.

He moved more than a dozen phantoms in a row, as well as space teleportation, and space gates to distance himself from his opponent. But the blood mist was like salt melted into the water, and could no longer be clearly distinguished. He could only feel that they were spreading rapidly. Even the speed power was suppressed. The power was still there, but it was difficult to mobilize. Something was snatching control of his own power from him.

At this time, a ripples in the air slowly swung open. Nabu walked out leisurely.

"Do you know? I suspect that no one in this world recognizes this spell anymore. It comes from a blood magic that is passed down from the demon race when gods and demons coexist.
Chapter completed!