Ascension failed, the system took me away

Wind is caused by temperature differences, which create an imbalance in air pressure and cause air to move.

That is, air from high-pressure areas flows to low-pressure areas, forming wind.

So how do we create high pressure areas? By cooling the air.

Heating the air makes it less dense, rises, and has a lower pressure.

The drop in temperature will increase the density of the air, causing it to sink and the air pressure to rise.

Ruota's move directly gathered the cold air, forming a high-pressure area there, and guided the hot air to the outside, interfering with the incoming wind.

That is to say, the wind will blow outwards, conflicting with the incoming wind, making Dikarapian's act of summoning the wind even more strenuous.

Of course, in the extraordinary world, extraordinary powers can distort the laws of physics to a certain extent, and Diekarapian can use his power to drive these cold air.

However, since the power of Ruota and Qianyan soldiers is involved, He needs an extra step to seize control, which will require more divine power.

The essence of cold is the reduction of molecular movement. In order to make these cold winds active and use them for one's own benefit, the consumption of divine power is further increased.

However, as a demon god whose power is wind, even if he couldn't understand the specific principles at first, he would figure out the way after getting more familiar with it.

This discovery tipped the balance of the tug-of-war in favor of Diekarapian.

It's just too late.

Seeing that his goal had almost been achieved, Ruota directly used his killing move.

Looking down from the sky, the summoned mountains can be seen to be arranged in a circular shape, surrounding the gale barrier in the middle.

Just as Dicapryan learned Rota's method and prepared to counterattack, the circular mountain burst into a torrent of blood and energy.

A formation diagram composed of seal characters covered the sky like a curtain, forcibly suppressing the external natural storm, leaving only slight breezes.

The blazing energy and blood gathered in the center like a rainbow piercing the sun, transforming into a gigantic cauldron that enveloped Diecarapian.

"Saving others is saving the world. To understand myself is to understand the truth!"

"I wonder if you can realize your true self!"

Yanlong laughed loudly, and then he used the Du Ren Sutra to fully unleash his power to refine the Tornado Demon God.

Sensing signs of mutation in the demon's body and instability in his power, Diekarapian was shocked.

If you see that the situation is not good, you must withdraw from this furnace of qi and blood.

However, his divine power was consumed so greatly, and with no wind to help him, he was no longer able to break free.

To consume his divine power is Ruota's most fundamental purpose.

After all, every demon god whose power is related to wind is very good at running, especially in such a stormy place, where they are like fish in water.

Just like Osel in the sea, retreating to the deep sea, even the Rock Master could not do anything to him.

So Rhoda formulated a strategy from the beginning to block the natural storm and weaken the power of Dicapry.

In order to ensure that He would not be discovered and escape in advance, he did not hide the principle of his method, allowing Dicarapian to figure it out bit by bit.

He is invisibly restrained by knowledge that is beneficial to his own power, like a frog in warm water, until he is finally weakened and the ultimate move is activated.

"The military advisor's brain is really sharp. I never thought that a battle could be fought this way!"

The rock dragon collapsed and transformed into Thousand Rock soldiers again. The transformed Yaksha exclaimed excitedly.

The guardian Yakshas are the most valiant and warlike immortals. In the past, they always relied on their own magical powers to fight against the enemies and lived on the edge of a knife.

In a head-on clash, with the help of some accumulated combat skills, however, as the fight goes on, they will fall into a red-eye state, with only instinct left.

Now they have evolved, abandoning the instinctive head-on fighting, and learned to take advantage of the right time and place, and can create a favorable environment for themselves even without any advantage.

Use clever tactics to defeat the enemy more easily and efficiently.

"The military advisor said that no matter what situation you face, if you stay rational, you will have a chance to win. As long as you don't die, you can always find a way."

"Yes, if we continue to fight the way we did before, this land will probably be destroyed and many people will die."

"Do you think He can survive?"

The soldiers were on high alert, staring closely at Diocletian who was trapped in the furnace, and chatting from time to time.

At this time, the boiling blood continued to stimulate the Tornado Demon God, causing his demon body to mutate.

The extraordinary qualities gradually faded and became ordinary, and the original fragments that brought power were also squeezed out.

Diekarapian struggled, but it was of no avail, because once the Ferry Sutra was used, it was irreversible.

There are only two possible outcomes.

One is to completely perish in reluctance, leaving only the original fragments.

The second is to realize one's true self. One can either carry out the will of loving the world and surrender for the sake of the people, or break away from this influence and return to one's original self, but in both cases one will be transformed into a human being.

If it's the former, everyone is happy.

If the latter, further investigation is needed.

After all, before being affected by the primordial fragments, these extraordinary creatures were not necessarily good people.

"Why...why...don't you support me..."

As his power weakened, Diocletian could clearly hear the wishes of his people expressed in their faith.

But what He heard was not reverence, but dissatisfaction and... a yearning for freedom.

"You are so weak, why do you yearn for the dangerous outside world? Is freedom... really more important than living?!"

Diekarapian couldn't understand this at all.

Finally, He gave up the struggle, calmed down, and for the first time listened carefully to the wishes of His people.

Feeling the original fragments gradually peeling away, and the long-forgotten original heart re-entering my mind, memories of the past emerged in a rush.

Once upon a time, he was also a ray of light in this storm, soaring in the fierce winds of nature. Although he could be swallowed up by stronger winds at any time, he was also free and at ease.

Later, by chance, he obtained the original fragment, which gave him more powerful power, but also put him in the shackles of loving the world.

His freedom and ease were lost at this moment, squeezed into the corner of memory by another will.

At this moment, He finally remembered it again and felt a little beating in His heart.

"Freedom is really important..."

"I understand your wishes."

Low Carabian whispered to himself, he looked at the wind barrier below, and used the last of his strength to remove it.

Then he turned his gaze into the distance and stared at the giant wolf that was watching secretly.

"You have never lost your original intention. You are really better than me. Goodbye, Andrius."

"If there is a special wind in the future, it may be that I will come back to see you."

The giant wolf remained silent and just watched quietly, but its eyes were a little absent-minded.

He remembered when he was a little wolf, running carefree on the grass, chasing the sun and the wind.

The sun is out of reach, only the wind is always with Him, and that wind is the once nameless Diocletian.

At that time, they were friends, but now they are strangers.

At this time, Diocletian, who was in the furnace, was only a wisp of wind left, and he calmly accepted his fate.

"Just let me fly with the wind one last time!"

But the expected situation did not happen.

With a snap, a naked figure fell.

Diocletian, who had transformed into a human, lay on the ground, his mind a little confused.

Ruota came over and threw out a piece of clothing.

"Get up, no sleeping here!"