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89. Absorb the divinity! The wind is surging?

89. Absorb the divinity! The wind is surging?

Think for a few seconds.

Lin Luo directly decided to integrate this divinity!

With this divinity, he will become a divine creature.

Strength will produce earth-shaking changes!

"Fusion!

Following Lin Luo's order.

This dark divinity slowly penetrated into his body.

A cold breath penetrated from the surface of his skin.

Slowly appeared in the heart.

Heartbeat, breathing, blood flow.

At this moment, it seemed to stop.

With the stagnation of body mechanisms, Lin Luo's life state enters a certain subtle state.

The strong breath of life on his body began to become "weak", or converged in.

Lin Luo could feel that he was in a certain ethereal state now.

It was a bit quiet like meditation, but not so dull.

With the shrinking of perception and concentration of thoughts, Lin Luo's vision at this time has entered a certain dark realm.

That is not the chaotic void, but a deeper place in his body...

In the silence and nothingness, something seems to be flowing...

Is that an ancient call, or some kind of distant enlightenment?

Accepted, those things started to become clear...

Lin Luo could hear those voices that gradually became clear and loud...

It was a deep call, a long river of roars!

They are chanting his name, or their own destiny!

"Lin Luo!"

"Lin Luo!!

"Lin Luo!"

"My King!

"My King!

"My King!

"God!

"God!

The murmur turned into a roar.

Converged into a certain violent force, under the unknown active organization in units of billions.

The call from the soul is gradually given a certain sacred definition!

Vaguely, it seems that the temperature is gradually rising!

The call that originated from the faint seems to have become fleeting sparks!

They rotate and condense in the void, and then merge into indescribable fierceness!

In a trance, there seemed to be the sound of something burning!

It started from primitive, carried by civilization, and glimpsed the rise and fall of life in the faint yellowishness.

But the burning matter does not bring suffering and wailing.

Those things that have been preserved and accumulated in the circulation of the years are burning silently.

At this moment, they are the sacred fuelwood, and also the faded past,

When the mortal matter is burned out, the divine light is born!

And this is the reason why the process of achieving divinity is called igniting the divine fire.

Naturally, it is not really igniting a certain flame, but a natural phenomenon that can barely summarize that great process.

Trying to interpret and describe is a corner of the sacred road.

Any text that can be preserved cannot carry one ten-thousandth of the entire process.

It extends from the edge of the mortal, and spreads toward the mysterious realm outside of the mortal.

For even the mortal world, the mortal things that can't be explored in a lifetime are exhausted.

It is too difficult and vague to understand and clarify the vastness beyond this concept.

It is even harder to succeed in trying to use words to describe the concept outside of the mortal.

At this time, endless sparks are flying in Lin Luo's concept of life.

They outline and extend a certain magnificence that is difficult to describe.

That stretch of flame, like the morning light of life, is full of gentle yet hard-to-see majesty!

There is no throne that begins in the sky, and there are no countless wonders belonging to other intelligent beings.

In this vast chaotic void, under perhaps the attention of a few viewers, Lin Luo's priesthood is condensed!

At this time, the golden luster in his eyes began to transform.

He still carries the golden light that is hard to look at, but it is no longer what it used to be.

It is not so much the eyes that are given some kind of luster, but the eyes that are condensed by golden light.

And as the divinity gradually stabilized, the entire plane system began to convey a new name:

"Weak divinity... Lin Luo?"

at this moment.

Countless hidden or sleeping on the infinite continent, great existence everywhere, there is a trace of fluctuations.

Great Plains at dusk.

This is the world of orcs.

Campos City.

This is the imperial capital of the orc empire.

The deepest part of the temple.

The originally calm flame suddenly jumped.

In the dark hall, it looks like a ghost.

...For flowers

Several old orc men wearing blood red suddenly opened their eyes.

"High priest, what is that?"

"High priest, what happened?"

"High Priest..."

The head of the high priest has twelve gold and silver ribbons embroidered on the chest of the crimson sacrificial robe.

His pupils, which were originally cloudy, moved slightly and were also full of shock.

"Beast God, wake up!"

"what?!

More than a dozen high priests in red, all subconsciously knelt on the ground.

"Great beast god, why do you wake up at this time?

A thick and dull voice sounded:

"Go, go to the south, there is divinity there, there!"

"what?"

"Divinity?

"Southern Cross Wasteland?"

"The underground seal there has been breached by the underground race!

"Is it related to that group of underground races?"

"Send an army! To the Southern Cross Wasteland!"

"Yes! High priest!

The infinite sea.

The depths of the chaotic sea of ​​stars.

This is the territory of the sea royal family and the mermaid family.

The king of the sea clan holding a magical trident and wearing a crown.

Loudly roared amidst the trembling waves.

"The Seagod descends from the God Realm and declares war on the land races!"

"All sea races, mobilize all tribesmen to attack the land!

"Follow God's Domain! My King!

"I..."

Stormwind continent.

Southwest.

In a large forest filled with dark mist, an extremely gloomy sound rang.

Titicaca "Is this continent still born with divinity?"

"No, this feeling is like the breath of the abyss,

"Could it be that?"

"War is approaching again,

"My old bones, I also want to act..."

"Titicaca...

Scorching the continent.

Shurima, the desert empire.

Large swaths of golden flames fell from the sky.

An illusory figure wearing golden armor slowly appeared.

Accompanied by his orders.

Half-kneeling in front of the Shurima Empire Temple, more than a dozen figures in golden robes buried their heads deeply on the ground!

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