I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

Chapter 92 Chapter 91 Meeting the Gods

As the huge, regularly woven palm slowly retracted, in the center of the unknown mist, the tower that stood tall collapsed.

Everyone stared blankly at everything in front of them. They never imagined that the demigod of the spirit world who had stirred up the night before and played with the Holy Spirit in his hands would fall so quickly.

That big hand was restrained to the extreme, and they didn't feel the power it exuded at all.

The demigod of the spirit world who can be killed without any resistance is an understatement. Compared with the scene where the demigod of the spirit world stirred up the star sea before, the coolness that went straight to the sky made all the extraordinary people shudder.

No one spoke, and no one dared to make other actions.

They just looked up at the portal opened by the Seal of Ouroboros, and their hearts slowly rose to respect and infinite fear for the real gods that existed in the spirit world.

No one would have thought that the other end of the portal opened by the Seal of Ouroboros is not the so-called spirit world, but a dilapidated utility room in Adachi, Tokyo.

Holding the core of fear and distortion in his hands, Bai Ge was very puzzled in his heart, why did he create such a foul-mouthed thing.

It's fine for others to have a bad mouth, but the key is that this guy even sprays gods.

Although the master of spirituality is not your boss on the bright side, if there are gods in the world, this bad mouth may be crushed by others one day.

"Sure enough, spirit world creatures in the chaotic camp shouldn't have the ability to speak. They make two weird noises all day long, and then pretend to be mysterious to let others make up their minds, so that they can appear more compelling."

Bai Ge looked at the Core of Fear and Distortion in his hand with some malicious intent, wondering whether it should remove some unnecessary functions from the Core of Distortion and Chaos.

After all, being seriously injured by the gods, dragging the disabled body to rebirth and losing the ability to speak, logically speaking, there is no problem.

After thinking about it for a while, Baige still decided to ignore this product for the time being, and instead prepare for the final ending.

Looking at the huge palace in the soul space that has almost completed the transition from virtual to real, Bai Ge sat on the reclining chair and silently carried out the final countdown.

Whether it was the core of fear and distortion, or the posture of the holy spirit shown by the coming of Baige's will, they were not actually extraordinary powers in the true sense.

If Bai Pavilion really had that strength, would he still be afraid of these worldly hot weapons?

The visions of heaven and earth, such as the night falling and the shifting stars, are all displayed by Baige with the help of the gradually constructed soul space that is at the boundary of virtuality and reality.

Using the Scarlet Eye of the Core of Fear and Distortion as the medium, the scene in the soul space is projected to the outside world.

Because it is a projection, and it is blessed with the power of the whispers of the ancient gods of the White Pavilion, the effect displayed is not comparable to that of the illusion. Even if an ordinary extraordinary person touches the battlefield above the night, the surging spirituality and mysterious fluctuations are enough to erode it. everything.

This level of projection is no different from the reality for the extraordinary at this stage, and this is also the basis for Baige to carry out this performance.

In Baige's original plan, it was to guide the Nuclei of Fear and Distortion to perform a play, properly display the majesty of the demigods of the spirit world in front of the public, and strengthen these people's understanding of the spirit world.

And after the performance, he was going to beat the core of fear and distortion in a random name, creating an appearance that he was seriously injured by the gods.

This is done to find an excuse for the core of fear and distortion to break away from the assistance of the White Pavilion in the future, and its strength drop sharply.

After all, there are still some follow-up uses for this bastard Baige. If he finds out that his strength has dropped from the demigod who stirred up the nebula to the real level, maybe this guy will doubt the life of God.

Put away the core of fear and distortion, and the construction of the huge palace in the soul space has reached the most critical moment. The condensed palace occupies more than 90.00% of the entire soul space. It seems that even a slight shock will completely explode soul space.

With a slight movement of body and mind, Baige disappeared into the utility room and stepped into the huge palace in the soul space.

The unknown fog lingers in every corner of the palace, and the surging spirituality and root mysterious power constitute the real unknown fog in the Baige's vision.

In the mist, there seemed to be unknown murmurs, there seemed to be unknown strong men fighting, and unknown creatures were born. The indifferent fog that can almost be seen through by the naked eye seems to be pregnant with all unknowns.

Not paying attention to these, Baige slowly walked up to the high platform of the palace, and slowly sat down on the sacred throne carved with all beings in the spirit world.

A corner of the appearance of the ancient god was quietly lifted, and the unknown fog immediately wrapped the body of Baige, and there seemed to be great fear hidden in the faintly visible place. Even under the shroud of the unknown fog, the god still cannot be seen directly.

"Xuan!"

Baige's words of the ancient gods did not start with him anymore, because in this real palace built with the soul space as the foundation, he is the real god.

Beams of light suddenly appeared on the seal of ouroboros that was still floating in the air, shooting straight at fourteen extraordinary people.

Before everyone had time to react, fourteen extraordinary people were directly engulfed by the light and entered the Seal of Ouroboros.

Everyone descended on the steps outside the palace, but before they could stand firm, the huge oppression from the essence of life instantly crushed most of them to the ground.

The body, soul, and true spirit let out mournful roars at the same time, as if as long as the existence in the palace was willing, they could be completely wiped out with a slight movement of thought.

Among these people, only two did not completely collapse on the ground, but faced the great existence in the palace in a half-kneeling posture.

"Yuan Shengming, pay homage to Your Majesty Mian!"

Kneeling on the ground, Yuan Shengming lowered his head and said with great reverence.

Although they didn't know the situation, most people looked at Yuan Shengming's gesture and spoke accordingly.

Only Miss Miko Aso Yu's pretty face under the mask is full of tangles.

"There seems to be a god in front of me! If I pay homage to this god, will His Majesty the Lord of Eclipse have any objections? It seems that His Majesty the Lord of Eclipse has a bit of a problem with this god.

But if I don't pay homage to this god, is this considered blasphemy?What if he killed me, a witch who was hostile to the gods, to vent his anger? "

The little witch's head was in a mess, and she didn't know what to do.

After Mayu Hoshino, who was collapsed on the ground next to her, tugged at the hem of her skirt, the little witch suddenly had an idea and said.

"My Majesty Aso Yudai, Lord of the Eclipse, sends my greetings to you, Your Majesty the Great God!"

Although the little witch was kneeling on the ground, her body was straight. Although there was a respectful tone in her cold voice, there was no trace of flattery.

"It's a strong man!"

"There must be a backstage!"

"This witch is not easy!"

......

Similar thoughts flashed through the minds of the transcendents who came in together and collapsed on the ground. Even Mayu Hoshino, who thought she had a certain understanding of Aso Yuu, couldn't help but start to rethink the identity of this eclipse priestess.

As Ma Shengyou's words spread, after a long time, the oppression of the essence of life dissipated.

Chapter 93 Chapter 92 The communication between the gods

Everyone got up from the ground one after another and began to organize their posture.

If it weren't for the lack of conditions here, this group of people would like to burn incense, bathe and fast for three days before entering the palace to meet the god in the palace.

After tidying up a bit, Yuyuan Shengming led the crowd to the palace.

Although he has seen the gods under the crown once, after stepping into the palace, Yuan Shengming still felt a sense of tension in his heart for no reason.

If there is no one else, this palace is very different from the one when I met the gods before.

The pillars supporting the sky support the entire palace. With the starry sky as the background, the sun, moon, and stars are revolving in it.

Such a palace should be very vast, and even give birth to a sense of emptiness, but there is no such feeling in this palace. The structure of the palace seems to ignore the rules of space.

Walking in the palace, the unknown fog obscured their sight, making it impossible for them to see the whole picture of the palace.

Suddenly, in the unknown fog ahead, there were whispers that everyone couldn't understand.

The strange tone of the unknown creature's murmur seems to be confiding to someone, praying to someone.

Along with the spread of whispers, there seemed to be endless shadows surging in the surrounding mist, and a large number of unknown creatures let out deep gasps, and their eyes were like sharp knives that seemed to tear everyone apart.

Everyone stagnated, and for a moment they didn't know whether to continue to move forward.

Only Yuan Shengming ignored it and continued to walk forward indifferently.

Taking the next step, the whispers in the unknown fog disappeared, and the surging shadows disappeared in an instant.

In the following time, almost every few steps taken, visions will appear around the body.

Or unknown murmurs like prayers, or two human figures sitting cross-legged and discussing the Tao, or creatures like the demigods in the spiritual world that appeared before showed shocking power to stir up the world.

These passages of visions make it impossible to see the slightest sign of hallucinations, as if each passage of visions is a real creature that once existed.

"Could it be the images left by the creatures that once existed in this palace?

The power of the gods affects the trajectory of the long river of time, and the passage of time is disrupted here. Everything we see is what happened in the past and even the future, so it shows such a shocking sense of reality! "

This crazy idea hovered in many people's minds, and the gods in everyone's palaces became more and more awed.

Walking through the unknown fog, no one can tell how long it has been. The visions in the unknown fog have emerged, which have gradually brought people from shock to numbness.

At this moment, after taking one step, everyone felt that they had stepped into another brand new world.

On the steps of the palace, there is an incomparably stalwart sacred seat, and a man shrouded in mist sits on it.

The figure that is no different from ordinary people is sometimes as ordinary as ordinary people, and sometimes as vast as an indomitable giant.

He just sits there, and the place he is in is like the center of the whole world, with all spiritual and mysterious rules attached to him. He is the source of all things and the only Lord.

This is not a bragging word, but a subconscious thought in everyone's mind.

Amid the turmoil in his heart, a "transcendent" quietly raised his head to look at the figure in the mist.

Under the veil of the hazy unknown fog, the effect of the opened corner of the appearance of the ancient god was compressed to the extreme, and the judgment of the true spirit was not activated.

Instead, it was the extraordinary person who glimpsed the true knowledge in the haze, and glimpsed the stalwart information belonging to the gods.

Extraordinary information that is not accessible to him at this level poured into him, and spirituality began to boil wildly in his body.

The realm that has just stepped into the second level of transcendence is rapidly rising, and the extraordinary spirituality is engulfed in the information of the gods and turned into his own nourishment, and the third level is in front of him in an instant.

Everyone looked at this extraordinary man in amazement. They all sensed the rise in spiritual fluctuations, and this extraordinary man had obtained unimaginable benefits.

Such a quick step into the third level that they didn't even know made them feel jealous.

"Is this a gift from the gods?"

A trace of greed lingers in my heart.

But as soon as such an idea was born, the changes that took place in that extraordinary person dispelled all their greedy thoughts.

The boiling spirituality seemed to ignite the body of the extraordinary person, and the flame of spirituality and mystery melted the body of the extraordinary person.

But this extraordinary person seemed to have never heard of it, his eyes were fixed on the stalwart figure above the throne and he refused to move away, the boiling spirituality rising rapidly in his body ignited himself, as if he was reaching out to add firewood to the fire that burned himself.

How can the flesh and blood resist the flames intertwined with mystery and spirituality, and all the things remaining in the material interface will be burned away.

After everything was burned, everyone could vaguely feel that the soul after the body was liberated still stayed in this space.

Then the ubiquitous unknown fog was like an eraser, slowly wiping away the remaining souls.