I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

It may be difficult for ordinary people to imagine how Hejima survived the invasion of these monsters.

"That's why there is a net fire."

Lu Jian has seen the clear flame that burns everything, even existence itself will be used as fuel.

Only this method, which is close to the same end, can eliminate these filthy existences.

"Hedao Taisha should respond soon, and we must leave as soon as possible."

Lu Jian has no plan to fight these guys head-on. After monsters appear in the area where human civilization exists, the god son of Hedao Taisha will soon sense it and shoot an arrow of pure fire to completely burn this area. All that needs to be done is to run away quickly with Amber.

If Amber was burned to death by the Jinghuo, he would become the first candidate for the officiant priestess who was eliminated by his own Jinghuo in history.

Let Laika run away and use the tentacles to throw those island officials who were too late to escape out of the courtyard. Lu Jian came to the gate of the Yamen. The hostess and the little girl were still here, not knowing what happened.

There are other people on the road, mostly old people with children, chatting at the alley and exchanging the latest news.

The sky has become a bit dark, and the filth seems to be able to swallow even the clouds, dyeing the sky into a cloudy and faint color.

"Run!"

Lu Jian yelled, but those people ignored him, and even wanted to come over to see what was going on in the yamen.

It wasn't until those people saw Laika next to Lu Jian, the terrifying beast, that they realized that something was wrong, and began to swarm and flee screaming.

"Leave by boat, there is still a way to survive."

Lu Juan shouted to the hostess and the little girl. The mistress's eyes showed extreme fear. She looked at the monster around Lu Juan, her legs were weak and she couldn't move.

The filth has spread from the yamen, and the people on the street who haven't noticed it are shocked by the sudden tide of monsters. Before they can react, they are corroded and turned into distorted monsters just like the previous Shimao Mahogany.

boom -

The majestic building of the government office collapsed, which finally attracted the attention of most of the islanders. Panic and uneasiness pervaded the crowd. Most of the elderly and children had no ability to resist, not even to escape know where to go.

Those who could turn around a little bit started running towards the port, trying to find a boat or two to go to sea.

More people just watched the black mist spread in a daze, and then died full of pain and despair.

In the face of this kind of disaster beyond common sense, human beings have no power to resist.

Lu Ju had no choice but to let Laika's tentacles grab the hostess and the little girl, picked them up, and ran towards the place where they met Amber.

The road was rough, but Lu Yi's speed was still much faster than that of the black mist, but, before running for a long time, Lu Yi saw Amber coming towards him.

"I feel the smell of filth, is there filth here?"

Amber's hair was a little messy, and her expression at the moment was serious, not at all like that girl who would tease children, full of holiness and solemnity.

"The assassin summoned the filth, and the Hedao Taisha's net fire should be coming soon, we need to leave."

Lu Jian explained simply.

When Amber heard this, her eyes widened slightly, and she seemed to be saying something. She looked at the frightened hostess and the dazed little girl.

"I can resist the filth, at least slow down their spread, and at least save some more people."

Her voice was soft but firm.

"You could be in danger."

Lu Jian is very clear that even a candidate for a witch like Hongye can barely resist the erosion of filth for a period of time, and if he wants to stop their progress, only the chief priestess, only Jinghuo.

And a person like Hu Po will definitely fight to the last moment, fighting until the surroundings are surrounded by those ugly and frightening filth.

No matter from his own perspective or from the perspective of the task, Lu Jian cannot allow such a situation to happen.

"My practice for more than ten years is for the current situation, I can't escape."

"Because I'm a witch."

Amber stepped forward, and Lu Juan saw that the flames he had seen before were ignited in her amber eyes. Although she was wearing plain civilian clothes, she was more holy than anyone else.

"Ok."

Lu Juan whistled, and Laika immediately picked up the hostess and the little girl and ran towards the boat by the sea, while he himself stood beside Amber.

"Then I will accompany you."

Amber opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.

She may know that even if she rejects Lu Jian, he will definitely stay by her side.

As Lu Jian himself said, "You can always trust me".

Amber looked forward, under the dark cloud-shrouded sky, the black mist spreading wantonly, on this isolated island that was about to fall into the night, a ball of flame ignited from her eyes.

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===350. Son of God of Purifying Fire===

Lu Jian once saw the pure fire from Hedao Taisha. The pale flame can ignite even the air, and in the flames, even eternity will disappear.

But he has never seen the Jinghuo from ordinary witches.

It is said that only the Miko of Wajima Taisha Shrine can control the pure fire, which is a colorful flame that carries the wishes of the gods. Before this flame, ordinary priestesses can only be burned to death.

However, in Kohaku's hands, a pale flame ignited.

The flame looked cold and indifferent, as ruthless as the sight cast from a god.

In the pale, there is a rainbow-like luster, pure black churning, covering the pale, and quickly covered by the gray and white, countless colors are brewing in this flame, no one can recognize all the colors.

"Clean fire."

Lu Jian knew that when he saw the flame, it meant that Amber's will had been decided.

She will give up her plain and simple life as an ordinary girl, go to Hedao Taisha Shrine, compete for the highest position, become the chief priestess above ten thousand people, serve the gods all her life, bless Hedao, and never I will step out of Wajima Taisha Shrine.

Moreover, Lu Jian is convinced that as long as Amber wants it, she can do it.

Because there is no priestess who can freely control Jinghuo before inheriting the position of Son of God, they can't even touch it.

But Amber, she is really the chosen one, probably the strongest priestess except for the first priestess priestess.

The pale and colorful flames streaked across Hu Po's skin, without burning her, but flew towards the sky like a living thing, towards the position of the office.

There, trees made of human flesh and bones grow on the edge of the dark green pool. On the trees, there are incomplete human heads with painful expressions, and various monsters made of human limbs. , Insects, birds, and beasts shuttle through the black mist. No living thing can bear such an environment. Even if a normal person just takes a look at it, they will doubt the authenticity of the world, and finally choose to commit suicide in madness.

Silent flames bloomed in the darkest and most foggy places.

Like a ray of light piercing the darkness, the flames spread rapidly, consuming green ponds, creepy grounds, twisted trees, and everything from the abyss.

All belong to this primordial flame born from the creation of the world.

Those howls, those angers, those unwillingness, all disappeared with the flames.

In front of Lu Jian, countless monsters emerged.

Partly they wanted to escape the net fire behind them, and partly they wanted to kill all the living things they saw. On the already empty island, they saw Luba and Amber.

Lu Jian saw that there were words in Amber's mouth.

It was some kind of words that he seemed to know but couldn't understand, like a ballad.

In the myths and legends related to witches that Lu Jian knew, the first witches danced and sang to please the gods. Therefore, the first witches used singing and dancing as sacrifices to worship the gods.

Amber is now dancing.

Her right hand was raised slightly, as if picking up an invisible folding fan, and with a slight wave of the fan, a colorful black flame devoured the filth that was trying to rush over.

A boundary line of flames was created between the two and the filth.

Lu Jian felt that he had overestimated himself.

Whether she is here or not, Amber will not suffer any harm.

What's more, because Lu Jian is here, Amber can't directly clean the entire island with clean fire, but he also drags down Amber's combat effectiveness.

In the center of Long Maple Island, a thorough purification is underway.

On the outskirts of Changfeng Island, those islanders who were lucky enough to leave the island by boat were paddling hard, trying to escape their hometown.

They saw their native hometown, shrouded in black clouds and mist, and washed away by pale and pitch-black flames. No one could feel any emotion.

Between the collision of such extraordinary mighty forces, mortals can only look up.

Some people knelt down and knelt down, chanting prayers dedicated to the witch, some fell into madness, and laughed like never before, and some remained silent, with melancholy and sorrowful faces.

On the shore, on the beach where the black mist spread, Laika was about to throw the hostess and the little girl into the boat.

However, several filth tried their best to extend their tentacles, and they wrapped around the mistress' ankles. The corrosive power quickly caused the foot to fester and fall, causing the mistress to lose her center of gravity.

Laika was afraid of the black mist, and saw two people, one big and one small, about to be swallowed by the black mist.

At this moment, the hostess, whose body was mostly corrupted by filth and turned into neither human nor ghost, suddenly burst out with unprecedented strength in her life.

She tried her best to throw her daughter out of the black mist that made mortals despair.

Laika caught the little girl.

The little girl didn't see her mother's last expression, she didn't see the look of relief and fear, fear and despair intertwined, and Laika didn't understand this kind of human emotion.

It and the little girl boarded the boat, and amidst the howling and crying, the boat flew towards the distant sea at high speed.

On the beach, colorful black flames engulfed the filth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, everything was shrouded in silence.

Looking at the crying little girl, Laika changed back into Corgi's appearance, and used his own body to warm the little girl's body temperature which had become cold due to fear.

It called twice towards the island, but there was no response.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant bell sounded from the sky.

Everyone, no matter what mood or state they were in before, raised their heads because of the ringtone.

Looking up at the sky, a stream of silver light came from the direction of the island and landed in the center of the island.

A more majestic and bright flame ignited.

"It's the Son of God!"

"Son of God, please save us!"

"Master Son of God, please forgive my sins and redeem my soul."