In the mysterious world of Cthulhu, I am the Lord of the Gods

For outdoor training, Klauer first spent two hours meditating and practicing, and then spent another hour exercising with Kiragi. After a lot of hard work, he was very tired.

Although Kraul didn't know which great being left the white mist, it was indeed good energy to help him meditate and quickly digest the magic medicine in his body.

In just over 2 hours when the white mist in the secret field appeared and disappeared, Kraul ran the "Great Qin Gathering Movement Meditation Chart" dozens of times. Krall was very careful every time he meditated.

Whenever the scarlet sun appears, strong white light envelopes itself, and powerful energy accumulates in the body, Krall immediately guides this powerful energy out of the body.

After a great cycle, the white light energy also traveled around outside his body. When he exited the meditation, the powerful energy also disappeared.

However, after Kraul's many experiments, he was able to store the tiny white light energy of the scarlet sun in his own body, and at the same time he could control the pitiful little white light energy left in his body.

Although Krall didn't know the use of this white light energy, he felt that it would definitely be of great use in the future.

After all, this is the legendary light of creation!

A creator used to create the four worlds, create ten sources of matter, create the Lord God, and even create powerful energy that can create everything!

An extraordinary force powerful enough to fight darkness, gray fog and chaos!

Perhaps, you can also use the light of creation in your body to repair the badly damaged paint bucket...

When Claure thought of this, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, then took out the key and opened the apartment door.

"Claude, why are you coming back so late? Come over for dinner quickly."

At this time, Xisha had just put the delicious food on the table, and Doris was holding a knife and fork, preparing to cut the mutton.

Seeing Xisha's call, Klauer ignored the faint smell of sweat and came to the dining table, picked up the bread and started chewing it.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Doris saw this and hurriedly handed him a glass of pure milk.

After dinner, I went to the bathroom to wash myself off, and then returned to my bedroom.

Claure held the badly damaged paint bucket in his hand and looked up, down, left and right for a long time, but he didn't find anything unique about the paint bucket.

But Claure could feel the extraordinary nature of this paint bucket. It seemed to contain an energy that should not be underestimated.

The energy of the iron can bomb is so great, not to mention the paint bucket, even the heavy weapon Gatling, was shattered into pieces by the powerful impact and fierce fire, and was burned into iron lumps.

But this paint bucket only had a few holes and was severely deformed...

Seeing the severely twisted paint bucket, Claure opened the lid of the paint bucket with great difficulty and found that the inside of the bucket was still smooth, as if it were brand new.

It's really a bit weird.

Krall thought for a moment, then silently chanted three times and opened the etheric door.

He decided to use his psychic vision to examine the strange object.

Kraul, who turned on his spiritual vision, did not immediately focus on this strange artifact, but focused his mental power on Xisha and Doris.

"The functions of the organs of these two women's bodies seem to be pretty good..."

"However, Xisha is a little anemic, and Doris has been a little sleep-deprived recently..."

Claure used the spirit guide to look at the two women sitting on the sofa in front of the long table in the hall, who were muttering about some weird mechanical toy for a few minutes, and came to this conclusion.

After doing this, Krall withdrew his vision from the hall and focused it on the paint bucket in front of him...

"Sure enough, it's really weird!" After Kraul used his spiritual vision to the extreme, he seemed to have discovered something. He kept murmuring in a low voice with a look of surprise on his face.

Yes, he saw a ball of white and extremely dim light from the broken container. At the same time, in this dim light, he saw a spirit body shrunk to the size of a fingernail.

As for this spirit, he was familiar with it. He had been entangled with him many times, but in the end, he used Gatling to blow his head off Taxi 6 Teleportation Master Oris!

It seems that my guess is correct, this weird paint bucket can indeed contain the light of creation!

The light of creation seems to be able to carry many things, such as: wandering spirits, red-eyed wasps, asphalt-like liquid related to demons...

Krall suspected that the light of creation could carry everything!

It seems that we need to find a way to repair the paint bucket, but there is no rush at this time. Let's deal with the wandering spirit of Oris in the paint bucket first. After all, this is a spirit contaminated by the evil god.

If you don't handle it carefully, it can easily cause problems. After all, this is your home.

Thinking of this, Klauer picked up the broken paint bucket, said hello to Doris and Xisha in the living room, and then hurried out of the hall.

"Claude, it's so late, where are you going?" Doris asked hurriedly when she saw this.

"Go tinker with the paint bucket."

Krall's perfunctory voice came from the stairwell outside the door.

After hearing this, Xisha looked at Doris in surprise.

"Doris, have you noticed that Klauer's recent behavior is a bit weird and more and more exaggerated?"

After hearing this, Doris looked at Xisha with the same surprised eyes, and then nodded repeatedly, agreeing with what Xisha just said.

Claure walked to the end of Red Rose Street and came to a park full of homeless people. He found a very secluded corner.

Holding the paint bucket in his hand, he looked solemn, then walked counterclockwise and began to circle and recite the mantra:

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"Compassionate Buddha."

"God knows all."

"I offer you a sacrifice - the most bizarre container in the world that can contain the light of creation - the paint bucket."

“I pray to you;”

“I beg you to grant me good luck;”

"I beg you to convey me to the great cave;"

"God protects me, Buddha bless me, Amen."

After Zhou Wenjie recited the sacrificial incantation, he thought to himself:

Three supreme gods, this is another interesting attempt. Please give me the power to witness miracles...

After a few breaths, the air began to condense, gray mist appeared, and Claure began to enter the flowing red oil painting. He felt like he was traveling through time and space.

When the red oil painting disappeared, he found himself in the huge cave of the Thousand-foot Grand Canyon filled with gray fog.

Claure looked at the Crowned Palace where the fire was coming from inside the huge cave, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart:

"It's so late, why isn't the champion still asleep?"

"Is he torturing that unfortunate businessman-looking guy named Paul Donald?"

Just when Kraul was looking at the weird giant palace and the fire coming from the giant palace, and thinking about it, a loud scream came from the giant palace, and the sound spread like a wave for thousands of meters:

"I will never give in, I will never give in to you, the devil, and I will never compromise with you evil believers!"