Hevin's goal has been achieved.

Lies cannot cover up the truth forever. As long as you fail to launch an attack within a short period of time, or the other party only needs to make a tentative counterattack, you will find that you have no ability to move freely at all. All this is just a fake illusion.

But Hewen is not without any coping methods. He actually already has a guess.

Accelerating an object to such a crazy speed requires a large amount of energy, and for objects with greater mass, this value becomes even more terrifying.

But on the contrary, as long as the mass of the accelerated object is less than 0, it can reach a sufficiently fast speed. The reason why Galanti does not have strong kinetic energy when moving is also very simple, that is, he is too light and his mass is infinitely close.

At the number 0, even at such a fast speed, the kinetic energy is diluted by mass to an insignificant order of magnitude.

And what can be so light?

Hewen happened to know one thing, and that was pure soul.

Although many people believe that the soul does not have mass, ancient Asgardian scholars have already figured out most of the mysteries of the soul, including the quality and partial structure of the soul.

If there was a dead person hiding under the fog of slow energy, everything would make sense.

Hevin deliberately created an atmosphere of death just to seduce Galanti into making a choice.

If he were alive, he would naturally respond to his attacks cautiously, but if he had already lost his life, he would have noticed Hevin's flaw and take the opportunity to attack Hewen.

As expected, Galanti thought he had seen through Hevin's trick and ignored his offensive and walked towards Hevin.

Hewen said confidently:

"Serving the souls of death? It is very consistent with the status of a servant of Hela."

Galanti was shocked:

"What? Who are you and where do you know so much?"

The opponent did not directly launch a fierce attack on him, but hesitated for a long time before making up his mind.

This means that Galanti cannot attack Hevin unscrupulously in this state, and time is not likely to be the reason to restrict him.

Every attack must have a price. Since he is using the stolen power of God, the reason why Galanti is cautious is that the power structure is unstable due to the fact that the power does not belong to him.

Since the power is unstable, there is a way to crack it.

As long as a weak force is used to disturb the energy balance around Galanti, his fragile strength can collapse directly.

Hevin's thought speed is already fast enough, but most of the power flow speed cannot reach the level that can reach Galanti.

Only the speed of light lasts forever.

Then let the sun shine on the world.

Hewen said:

"The mistletoe is where Balder's soul rests, and the spear it forged has always been regarded as a symbol of the Fimbul Winter because it killed Balder.

"But few people know that mistletoe can be used as a weapon to kill Baldur. It is because it is closely related to the God of Light that it was used by the evil god Loki as a material to make the God-killing Spear."

Galanti couldn't understand the words in Hewen's mouth at all:

"The God of Light, some foreign god?"

But Galanti immediately thought that this might just be Hevin's way of stalling for time and no longer cared.

Hewen shook his head and said:

"No, it's Balder, one of the twelve main gods of light and spring, the thief of Hela's divine power. You are guilty."

"The sin is desecration of death."

Light burst out from Hewen's body, and this time it was not an illusion.

No matter how fast an object is, its speed relative to light is constant. This is a simple law of the universe. Modern human physicists should be able to glimpse some of the subtleties of this law in tens or hundreds of years.

All in all, even if it reaches one third of the speed of light, Galanti is just a baby in front of real light, no different from other babies.

The light tore Hewen's body apart, with countless cracks all over it, and the gentle and harmonious spring light shone on the earth. It dispelled all the gloom and gloom that shrouded the world, allowing those evil creatures who should not exist in the world to quietly and painlessly

disappear.

Just as the gentle God of Light is here.

Hewen shook his head. There was a medium-sized crack in the center of his skull, and an emerald-green mistletoe came out of it at some point. Other than that, his whole body looked like a broken porcelain doll.

, the whole body is full of cracks.

Hewen dragged his body riddled with holes and slowly walked towards the translucent old man kneeling on the ground.

Hewen patted him on the shoulder:

"This is the correct use of divine power, have you learned it?"

Galanti looked at his increasingly thin palms:

"Why? Why do you want to attack us?"

Hevin replied:

"The method you use to steal divine power, I would not have thought of it if I hadn't met you. It's such a simple and simple method. Create a false god, imitate the authority of the god, and use divine power to interact with the worshipers, allowing the worshipers to shape the shell of the false god.

, using divine power to twist the minds of people with defective wills.”

"How long have you been doing this? It seems like you have been dead for more than a hundred or two hundred years?"

Galanti smiled strangely:

"What we have done is great. Since the king's accident, all the princes have been involved in it. That is the power of a god, and the authority of such a powerful god. If we can master it, do you think it will be beneficial to the British?"

How helpful is Lance? Maybe we can reverse life and death and let my king return to the world. As long as she is here, England will rise again..."

Hewen sneered:

"Imprisoning countless generations of innocent female relatives of the Gawain family forever, letting them live with death and aging, letting them endure the torment of endless loneliness and body decay, just like the great god.

"If Arthur knew what you were doing, he would definitely kill you with one sword."

Galanti lowered his head and said:

"Of course, my king is nobler than the gods, and our evil deeds will definitely be judged fairly, but so what? If the king is still alive..."

Hevin walked behind Galanti and looked at Wharton's position in the distance:

"This method cannot wake up King Arthur. She never died, but just experienced a long sleep, and the day of awakening should not be far away now."

Galanti opened her eyes wide, and her body became more transparent:

"My king, are you coming back?"

Hewen said:

"If George can deal with the two old dragons, one dead and one alive, then it shouldn't be too far before she wakes up."

Galanti asked in disbelief:

"real?"

Hewen said:

"Really, guaranteed in the name of..."

Although the name was confusing and could not be heard by human ears, as the great-grandson of the Sun Knight, Galanti Gawain Pendragon still recognized the owner of the name.

The old man smiled:

"Is that so? Can our evil deeds finally stop? Can I implore you to stop our, no, my evil deeds?"

The old man closed his eyes. He had never wavered in his firm belief in his actions, but this did not mean that he would not suffer and be ashamed of it.

The same is true on the contrary, even if he is pained and ashamed because of it, it cannot change the fact that he has always practiced evil without hesitation.

Without the protection of divine power, this old man is just a weak soul surviving in the world.

The spring breeze blows and everything melts.
Chapter completed!