Arad's crooked savior

"Great God Crusu, I pray to you and dedicate my faith in exchange for your favor. Please grant me the most powerful strength, extraordinary wisdom, fearless courage, and health that will never decline. .”

Then came the chanting of a sacred prayer. The chanter was very emotional and accurately grasped the rhythm of each syllable. He was even more standard than some old believers who prayed to God every day.

Xiao Su and You Xia looked at the praying Ye Lin as if they had seen a ghost. This man was wearing a divine garment with a dizzying pattern, and was filled with evil spirits. He no longer looked like a good person.

What are you doing? Are you possessed by a ghost? Why are you suddenly praying to evil gods?

"I'll give it a try. It's free prostitution anyway, there's no harm in it." The fake believer Ye Lin quickly hissed, signaling for you to keep your voice down.

He used the old pope's divine robes to disguise himself as a follower of Crusu, and then see if he could reap some benefits when the god descended.

Nowadays, Pero Continent has been submerged in the spiritual fog. Those exquisite and gorgeous buildings, spacious and flat streets, mountains and seas are all wrapped in the substantial sea of ​​fog.

If you look down at Perot Continent from the perspective of the alien sky at this moment, you will find that the entire planet is now whitening strangely, as if it were covered in icing sugar.

Even birds, beasts, fish and insects with weak spiritual consciousness will turn into zombies once they touch the mist.

They are not completely dead, but their form of survival has become closer to their primitive instincts.

"What exactly is this!"

Somewhere in the royal capital, a strong man in the legendary realm let out his final roar and threw a fierce fist into the strange mist. Then he stumbled and fell to the ground, his bright eyes quickly replaced by turbidity.

Since the whole territory's sacrifice began, the power of the mist has suddenly increased a lot.

Only those who have returned to their original nature and are naturally strong at the source level can maintain their sanity and clarity in the mist and not be cursed to take away the light of spiritual consciousness.

However, the soul fog is a permanent magical curse. As the power of billions of hearts is about to open a terrible limit, the state of the source level also begins to be greatly affected.

It's like being stuck in a muddy swamp, with nowhere to put your efforts, and all your strength will be eaten away by the white mist.

Canyon of the Dead

The tall statue with seven different faces emitted purple light, dispelling the omnipresent spiritual fog.

The blank face at the head of the statue has a layer of water ripples surging and wrinkles appearing, as if a new face is about to be born.

"The arrival of Crusu's body... may block the gate to hell and affect his return." A cold and indifferent voice sounded from the depths of the canyon, ordering: "We cannot wait for the conflict between him and Aden, we need to welcome ourselves God, go to the devil world and open the door to hell."

"Where's Held..."

…………

Ye Lin continued to pretend to be a believer and pray, and at the same time, he devoted his energy to explaining science to them. If the boundary of the universe is compared to a door, this door is usually completely locked.

Occasionally, at a certain time and place, the door will open when both parties insert the key together.

Now Pero's continent is a key, and God Crusu himself is another key to open the door. However, the strength of the former's key is not stable and it is very easy to break midway.

If the latter wants to arrive here perfectly, for a higher success rate, he will try to strengthen the power of the key on this side as much as possible.

Of course, there are exceptions. There are people outside the door who do not follow martial ethics and forcefully break down the door, such as Naiyali.

There are also people inside the door secretly throwing lines to fish outside, such as squinting their eyes.

Ye Lin said: "Do you know the anchor? Compared to the entire ship, the anchor is very inconspicuous, but the power of the anchor can stabilize the giant ship in a sea area. The power of the evil god here is a kind of The anchor Crusu needs.”

Emperor Rey stood at the highest point of the palace. He was heroic, full of blood, and although his eyes were very fanatical, his spiritual knowledge was intact.

He no longer cares about these thousands of miles of country, nor does he care about the life and death of hundreds of millions of people. His wife and son are also in the way.

When the great God Crusu drops an "anchor", powerful believers will be given greater power, and at the same time, the strongest "Chosen One" will be born, who will have the most gifts. power and become God’s right hand.

Nyari, who has the highest affinity with God, will become a sacrifice, and her flesh, blood, and soul will be completely assimilated with God Crusu, thus becoming one of the true carriers of the divine descent.

"Hahahaha, I will transcend and become a god!" Emperor Rey couldn't help laughing.

From a certain direction in the city, a roar of thunder suddenly sounded, and at the same time a blazing light struck the palace. Countless buildings collapsed along the way, "Your Majesty Rey, what is this!"

Even if the whole world falls into turbidity and becomes murky, and in alliance with evil, the human race born from wisdom and life will never lack noble souls.

An origin-level strong man has a slender figure and is dressed in white, but at this moment, his eyes are about to split, and he is coming with monstrous anger.

His relatives, lover, and the entire residents of the royal capital were all in a state of dementia in the strange fog, but the emperor laughed heartily and even thought about it with his toes, he knew there was something wrong.

boom!

The two taciturn followers of the evil god stood up and faced each other with explosive force. No interruption was allowed at the most critical moment. They only needed to delay for a while, and the blasphemous origin level would gradually fall into a state of confusion and become the nourishment for worship.

The light of everyone's spiritual consciousness was about to completely dissipate, but the holy words they had just praised God still echoed in the heaven and earth, lingering around, turning into a huge guiding light, reaching up to the stars.

Some kind of supreme vision suddenly emerged, vaguely scanning the Perot Continent.

"Oh, you try again, believe it or not, I will go back to my hometown and kill you." Naiyali looked up and stared at the changing sky, sneered at the corner of her lips, and restored her classic shape in a burst of light.

He actually found a trace of consciousness and wanted to turn me into a carrier, haha, it turned out to be your fault.

I can hit all the bubbles!

"Who are you?" Emperor Rey's laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at the saint Naiyali in the field. She actually had devil's horns and powerful energy, and the divine descending had not happened yet.

At the moment when he lost his mind...

Poof~!

The national master Mo Fei drank the magic potion gift given by Naiyali last night, maintaining physical and mental integrity. Even if he is exposed to the mental fog for a long time, there will be no negative effects at all.

She looked like a ghost, using the cover of the thick fog to quietly approach Emperor Rey, and then suddenly launched an assassination in the lightning flash, pressing a cursed dagger with carved patterns deep into the emperor's heart, which was also her contract. demon.

Emperor Rey lowered his head and glanced at the dagger inserted in his heart. He didn't care at all. His eyes were full of mockery and said: "You really have a problem, but do you think you can kill me like this?"

He didn't seem surprised by Mo Fei's betrayal.

"I would like to hear the details." Mo Fei continued to press the dagger deeply. Even if the life was cut by this dagger, even a small cut would be entangled with various hell curses and die in extreme pain.

Even if this dagger demon only needs to be stained with the target's blood, it can issue a terrifying hell curse.

"For a woman with good looks like you, who is not married at this age, there must be something wrong with her." Emperor Rey mocked directly.

Mo Fei's disclosed age is forty. She looks very sexy and beautiful because she takes good care of herself and is good at maintaining her appearance.

In the words of Xiao Baihua, the age of forty is the absolute watershed in the change of a woman's nature. As long as you pass this age, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how good your figure is, you can only say that your "charm remains."

There is no way to compare with the elasticity of the skin and the youthfulness of the eyebrows of those young girls who are seventeen or eighteen years old or in their early twenties.

Women who are not married at this age must have some problems.

"Go and complain to hell..." Mo Fei sneered, clenching the dagger tightly and wanting to cut open his entire chest and abdomen. My private affairs are none of your business.

However, something strange happened. Emperor Rey's body quickly withered like a deflated balloon. All that was left in place was an empty skin, like clothes that had fallen off the ground.

The real Emperor Rey walked out of the depths of the palace with contemptuous eyes.

"Anchor, it's time to start!"

He raised his hands to the sky, his eyes were wild, and his open arms seemed to take the whole world into his chest.

He has already felt that a trembling and terrifying power is coming from an unknown place, and the most powerful one is heading towards the palace. The believers who are infused with this energy will definitely become transcendants, and they will be rare high-level ones. level.

Emperor Rey looked happy. Yes, I am the destined one, and it is not in vain that I have tried so hard to convince the whole world to hold the sacrificial ceremony.

Then, with Emperor Rey's ecstatic expression, the most powerful "anchor" energy hit a palace not far away.

His smile faltered.