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Chapter 524 Chapter 520 · "It's not your fault at all."

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In the first tribe, the largest stone building, Feng Chang walked up the corridor on the top floor.

He looked out, the clouds were overcast, and there was not a shred of sunlight.

The poisonous rain with a strong and pungent smell fell down, corroding the pitted ground.

During the natural disaster period, poisonous rain fell from the sky, and the hot liquid fell on people, corroding their skin and body.Only a temporary barrier can withstand this poisonous rain.

He continued to walk, opened the door, and there was an old man covered in black lines lying on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old man turned his head slightly, revealing an old face tortured by pain.

"Feng...chang." The old man said, his voice hoarse.

Feng Chang's expression was still indifferent, and he sat by the bed.

"Is it already dead? Great Elder." He said.

The Great Elder smiled bitterly, and tugged at the corners of his mouth:

"I... dreamed again last night, I dreamed... your father, your mother, they were all looking at me with hatred. Your grandpa... he scolded me, saying that I did not protect the First Tribe well the majesty of..."

Chief Feng listened quietly, without saying a word.

"Young patriarch, I've always regretted it..." The great elder stretched out his hand, his hand was completely black, and the skin began to rot, like a rotten black banana peel.

"...I regret that I shouldn't have been so superstitious about the oracle. Now, you have indeed proved that the succession ceremony does not need to push people into magma.

It is indeed my belief... that has made me ignorant and ignorant all my life, and I have become a useless waste.She has dedicated her entire life to Lord Baishen, but even Qianqian, who is with the evil god, can't stop her..."

He coughed, and there seemed to be twisted thread-like substances flowing under the skin.

This is a sign that the curse is about to be overwhelmed.

The curse is a time bomb in the body of the Vaulted Man, and when it is time to explode, no one can stop it.

Watching others die at regular intervals is already a numb daily routine for the people of Qiongdi.

"Stay a little longer, don't give your body to the curse." Feng Chang said, "At least, I want you to see the moment when I finally won the Hundred-Man War."

The great elder shook his head:
"I... can't hold it anymore. The pain caused by the curse is not only physical collapse, but also mental torture. The more I resist it, the more it will erode my thoughts..."

"..."

The Great Elder's eyes became a little loose, and his pupils gradually dilated.

His mouth moved slightly, and a very small voice floated from his lips:

"I still remember... this dome, what it looked like before Lord Baishen came.

Lord Locke... your omnipotent grandfather, he ended his life just like me.Before dying, deal with everything, and then lie on the bed, let the curse erode, and wait for death peacefully... This is the fate of us people in the sky.

Fate is irresistible, the curse is a part of our blood, it runs from heart to bone, only death can escape the shackles in this blood...

Unless, you can really erase the evil god, all the curses and disasters brought by him. "

"Kill..." the pupils of the Great Elder kept trembling, like a smear of lime in his eyes: "...Kill Sissi, kill the followers of the evil god..."

Until he died, his wish was still to kill Siber.

This desire took root in the depths of his heart, and even death could not erase it.

Chief Feng looked at him, but didn't speak.

The Great Elder suddenly coughed violently, and dirty blood and black mud flowed down his chin.

"Today... you are going to inherit the position of the young patriarch. You still have a lot of things to do. I shouldn't have left you here..." the elder said, and waved his hand: "... you go Come on, let's go, stay away from me. The future of Qiongdi...is in your hands."

Feng Chang turned slightly, as if about to leave.

But before leaving, he glanced at the dying Great Elder again.

"I went to the underground passage yesterday." He said suddenly: "I... saw the ruins of a laboratory, and found a few books written by others."

The great elder opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes fluctuating slightly.

"'God-making plan'." Feng Chang said: "Master Baishen...was it a product fabricated by outsiders?"

"—You are the one who witnessed Lord Baishen coming five years ago and seeing him die in the sky." The elder stared at him, "You are the young patriarch of the sky, and only you... The person who can least doubt the authenticity of Baishen."

"..." Feng Chang's fingers clenched tightly.

He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and stood up after a while.

"I am leaving."

He took a step, one step, one step, towards the door, and the ominous and cursed breath behind him became heavier and heavier.

He knew that once he went out, he would never see the old man behind him again.

The Great Elder Feng Si Zewan, the strongest in the Qiongdi, maintained the dominant position of the tribe for decades when the first tribe was in decline.

But at the same time, this person forced Siber to jump into the magma to worship the god five years ago, which indirectly killed his parents and ruined his family's happiness.

He hated the old man, but he couldn't sanction him. He even wanted to thank him for his protection.

Now, dying under the curse is the end of this old man's foolish life.

... This is the most standard ending for people who believe in Baishen.

A sacrificial crown appeared in Feng Zhang's hand, and he needed to wear this sacrificial crown when major tribal events happened.

After the sacrificial crown like a blood thorn fell on his head, he heard a hoarse, dry, almost inaudible sound from behind.

"...Feng Qiqi."

The old man's voice floated behind, with indescribable bitterness and complexity in his voice:

"In my whole life, I have done nothing and have no faults. I have had an ordinary life. Except for my strength, I have made no achievements. I... still can't break the black wall, and I can't escape my fate as a Qiongdi person."

"But I don't regret it and I don't feel sad about it."

"I just want to ask you one thing."

"For my overly persistent belief...for my indirect killing of Xike and Chushan..."

"Do you... still hate me?"

Feng Chang closed his eyes.

He didn't look back, as if the people behind didn't exist at all, he just took a step and strode out.

"During the natural disaster, it's raining poisonously outside." He said to himself, "It's time to set up a rain protection array."

Such an understatement is like saying "remember to add clothes".

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear the voice behind him again.

When he looked back, he saw a huge, transparent soul stone on the bed covered with sludge and rotting matter.

He stared at the soul stone made by the Great Eternal Age, as if he saw countless scenes through it.

The fire that burned in his memory is still tormenting him to this day.

"It's not your fault at all, it's nobody's fault," he said:
"...It was me who set the fire."

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"Ding dong!"

[The "White Trial" profession has evolved into the "Baishen (Gold Level)" profession. 】

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["Emotional Value" evolved into "Emotional Value".When you participate in events, arouse other people's emotions, and even gain other people's beliefs, you will get "emotional value". 】

[Now every time you get emotional value, you will get a reminder. 】

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[Because you have obtained the authority of "Black Lamb", you have obtained the ability to master the "space barrier". 】

[(Space Barrier): Consume 100 emotion points to build a space barrier, which can block all natural disasters and curses.You can expand this barrier by continuously injecting emotion value. 】

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[When a special environment, vault is detected, you get an additional bonus. 】

[You are no longer affected by any natural disasters, and cold, scorching heat, pollution, and curses can no longer alienate you. 】

[Any Baishen believer cannot attack you. 】

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[Remaining authority to be withdrawn: black python (destroy authority), black crow (curse authority). 】

[When the two kinds of authority are taken back, you will completely complete the evolution of your profession. 】

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Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The poisonous rain is drifting, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the ground, just like nightfall.

The ground is full of flowing corrosive rivers formed by accumulated rain.

The stone houses collapsed, the corpses were everywhere, the dying people shivered under the buildings, and the breath of death permeated the land.

The moment he saw this scene, his heart was overwhelmed by some strange emotion, and he felt an emotion of rushing into the rain and suffering for them.

He knew that this was the influence of Baishen's profession. After he mastered the two elements of becoming a god, "energy" and "faith", it combined with his "white trial" profession, which was very suitable for him, to form a similar god position. career.

He didn't know what this kind of profession represented, and no one had had such an experience before, but the changes it brought about were indeed real.He can now accept other people's beliefs like a god to induce abilities.

Although he can only use defensive barriers at the moment, once he obtains the power to annihilate and curse, he will have terrifying suppression and destructive power.

... He seems to be evolving in the direction of the magic stick.

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"Ding dong!"

["Faith" is materialized, and you get the ornamental Baishen key. (The key has no special function)]

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A white key suddenly appeared in his hand, and it showed 10000/10000, which was the number of faith he had obtained so far.

He put away the white key, which is useless, it is equivalent to a proof that he has the ability to collect "faith" elements.

But he suddenly remembered something.

He took out a rusty key that was almost identical to the white key.

This key fell in front of his door on the first day the dungeon was opened, and he never knew what it was.

Now it seems that this may be something similar... Is this the key to the faith of God of Nine?
The amount displayed on the rusty key is 9800/10000, which is almost full.

While he was looking at it, a white light suddenly flashed on it, and the value jumped to 9850 again.

Due to the lack of clues, he also put the rusty key into the backpack, next to the Baishen key, and did not deal with it for the time being.

"...Are you still in pain?" Beside, Siber opened his eyes.

Her body was surrounded by tentacles that looked like black snakes. When she looked at him, the softness in her eyes became more apparent, as if she had seen hope.

The adventurer in front of her has become the person most likely to become a god.

She could see that in this state, he was only one step away from Baishen.

"It hurts a bit." Su Mingan said.

...in fact, it hurts.

Although he was no longer disturbed by the poisonous rain, he was still sharing the pain of the people in the vault.

He reached out, aiming at the sky.

"Barrier," he said.

100 emotion points were deducted, and the milky white brilliance suddenly appeared.

Like a thin layer of egg membrane, it came out of his hand like white gauze paper, and rushed towards the sky——

The surviving tribesmen found that their ears suddenly became quiet.

The rain seemed to have stopped.

They looked up and saw a white, faint light, like a film, completely blocking the poisonous rain.

Although the scope of this barrier is not large and only protects the third tribe, the poisonous rain has stopped falling and can no longer hurt them.

Seeing the scene in front of him, someone suddenly burst into tears.

They still remember that five years ago, when the curse from outside the sky was about to invade the ground, it was Baishen who descended suddenly and turned into the sky, protecting them and allowing them to survive.

That pale light, like a bridge of life connecting them, rewarded their lifelong faith.

Devout believers finally waited for their gods.

At this time, they once again saw the coming of the kind, compassionate, powerful, and kind god whom they had believed in for a long time.

That god—he stood on a high hillside, his white body was wrapped in brilliant light, and the sun-like white tentacles, which represented goodness and light, bloomed like petals.

He loomed behind that white light, bringing tears to their eyes.

The white light that protects the world emanates from Him, like a road of purification.

— which passed through pain, death, and hell, and gave rest to their weary and mournful souls.

Su Mingan withdrew his hand, and due to the gratitude of the people, his emotional value returned from 200 to 400.

"Let's go, go to the first tribe." He said to Siber.

He needs to increase his san value by 10 points immediately, so that he can resist the pain in his body, and now he is only awake for a short time.

And the best way to mention san...

Just kill the player.

——He wants to go to the first tribe as the successor of Baishen.

With this unacceptable heretic by my side.

(End of this chapter)