The upright old goat's left and right horns exploded, its body fell, and it lay prone again.
The "Attention" card between the two horns was also blown over and fell with the wind, falling into the imaginary continent.
White fluid oozed from the wounds on the old goat's face, and his vision was blurred.
And people were finally able to change their gaze on their own - they saw the grassy light pillars breaking into pieces, like white feathers swinging in the sky, and the angels' hymns no longer made people feel calm or pious, but full of anxiety,
Roaring like a wild beast.
The old goat returned to its prone state, and the whole ceremony came to a standstill at this moment.
The clouds in the sky surged, and the space of the New God began to close. Sistorum's power declined, and it was not enough to support her opening for so much time.
At the same time, black smoke rises from the ice sheet, polluting the clouds; white slurry blends with black smoke and black slurry, and they are in opposition, but it seems that this balance will be broken at any time.
"My ceremony... will be delayed by a brain spirit..." The lying old goat gnawed the pure white feathers stained with green grass, and looked at the imaginary continent with infinite anger.
"Your ceremony is my promotion ceremony." Li Yue answered, imagining that the buildings in the continent were constantly deforming, and pieced together the magical name of the brain spirit.
At first, there were complex patterns, like Frankenstein, Mi Go, etc.
But it was quickly classified into two Eastern scripts.
"The seventh one, the acting authority of the treasury, the devil of the father! The chained devil who came out without telling his father! The devil's scribe Daimen Benben!"
The green grass and Li Yuefang also rolled.
The voice of Xue Ton completely overshadowed the Gamma Epic, always allowing me to finish the first word.
"Come and see tonight's Centenary Slaughter Cup -" Bai Jiang invited Quan Xiaolu.
【He is bad, Bai Jiang.】Yingying asked Bai Jiang about bad things.
Redcott, who was in the skeleton car, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, trying to resist the pull of the candlelight, but the front half of my body was not swallowed up by the candlelight.
As the grass and road love were pulled away from the candlelight, the "key items" that originally belonged to the old goat also became threads that tied the fate of the old goat - the candlelight wrapped the old goat in the clouds.
If you want to kill Odegot, you need to kill my majesty first - that's what Baijiang is doing now.
"He thought that by pulling you and the believers out of the Colosseum, he could stop the New God Ceremony?" There was no point in saying that the old goat couldn't sing an epic, so he simply tried again.
"The Treasury is on your side, we will tolerate the victory of the New God Ceremony..."
The atmosphere in Bing Yan's eyes finally changed. While Xue Ton was speaking, there were also drums ringing.
It's like a colosseum.
The New God Ceremony is over again.
"Tonight, you will decide the top 16 winners of the seventh stage!"
Li Yue.
The old goat's head was handsome, its cracked horns gathered together, and he pointed at the countless green grass and Li Yue on the ground - which included the remaining believers of the old and new religions, as well as the monsters and red robes of the Bone Cart Cult.
"Welcome the new letter..." The old goat was not listening to Bai Jing's speech, but sang the epic poem again.
"It's possible! We exist in your ritual! We are the elements of your ritual!" said the old goat, and Qingcao and Li Yue worked together.
Good intentions come true.
At that moment, everyone's eyes focused on the attention-grabbing card outside the white brain groove, and did not look at the old goat again.
"Tonight is the final battle of the seventh stage of the Centennial Killing Cup!"
The epic was interrupted again.
But the particles fixed around it still pushed its fat butt away from the candlelight bit by bit.
They pulled the green grass, the bone cart and the demons outside the bone cart, and landed on the wasteland in front of the candlelight.
However, just after the old goat read the first word, he imagined that all the learning tongues in the little land were speaking together, and the white pulp was suppressing the green grass.
Wei Ni smoothed her burning hair, smiled sweetly at the Eye of Deformation, and got out of the candlelight.
"Haha, he thinks that he can break your ritual?" The old goat finally tasted the name of Baijiang again, "As long as there are no believers, you will exist, and so will the god."
The world saw a scarlet brain spirit twitching its brain grooves and forcing out a smile.
The candlelight caught Daimen Benben's cloak and body, and he was swallowing it as if he was sucking a bowl of noodles made of iron chains.
Li Yue finally found his name.
The gathering sky reunited, and the old goat also sacrificed the two corners of the small altar, returning to the right and left corners of Bingyan...
There were pustules all over Pai Mao's body, and the rings and jewelry under his hands were damaged one after another in an attempt to break the thread of fate connected to the Colosseum.
"Eighth, the lord of authority in the laboratory! Disciple of the old magician Sharfas! The son of the devil who swallowed the teacher's heart out of his body, the evil man Winnie!"
The voice of Okibuki.
"We will continue to fight to become the new King of the Colosseum!"
At the same time, countless candlelights rose in the ice's eyes.
"Even if he is promoted, he will still be able to defeat Faith..." the old goat said, standing up again.
【He is bad, Yingying.】
"Come on, come on! Let you welcome the contestants!" A huge, distorted eye appeared in Bing's eyes.
"Bai Jiang! Bai Jiang! Lu Ai!" Dandan shouted Bai Jiang's name, running down the brain groove of the brain, then crawling along the bones to his right hand, juxtaposed with the shadow of his left hand.
The candle is about to close due to the influence of the source and believers.
"Are you coming to the Colosseum? You can bring the Colosseum here! Hahaha!" The Sack Devil waved his hand, and the candlelight exploded, and the wasteland of the Colosseum ended and overlapped with the ice field of Ice Eyes.
The city defense commander under Redcoat was divided into two halves, one half remained under my command, and the other half completely withdrew from the Colosseum.
It inserted the "Attention" card into the pupils and pointed it at the giant and small bone car to help the audience focus their attention and cooperate with the introductions of the scholars.
My strong point is "majesty".
The Shadow Demon had already retrieved the "Attention" card from the imaginary continent, and the moment the demon's name appeared, it was handed into Bai Jian's hands.
Aka, who was waiting in the Colosseum, finally inserted the stick of deception into his brain. Through these key items, wrapped in the fate of the seven sons of demons, he pushed back the base of the Colosseum!
"The first one, the divine spokesperson of Fang Yegu Che Cult! Under the arrangement of the gods, I will become the first weak soul to die in the Hundred-Year Slaughter Cup tonight!"
Mastering skills such as rituals and tampering, the success rate of action prediction is the same as that of red-robed priests or red-robed bishops, both 178%. The birth sign indicates that it is a twisted demon pieced together by the accumulated souls of countless dead believers.
"The seventh one, the devil merchant who fell with the wind, a big toad who has some sense of existence but no small amount of gold, sell it!"
"Li...yue?" As the lord of authority on the high altar, the old goat certainly didn't know much about Eastern writing, so he mumbled out Bai Jiang's name.
"Is that a coincidence?" Bai Jiang chuckled.
"There are not many demons riding on your bone car. Faith and interests...are firmly bound..."
That time, the sources once again responded to the epic in a unified manner, but individually pulled the candlelight.
"The first one, Fang Ye's old goat Odegot, the lord of authority of the small altar, the red-robed pope! This fool who tries to become a new god!" A laughing bag demon was projected in the sky.
[Analysis completed, the Devil's Illustrated Book includes 400 - the Red-robed Pope.]
"Want to kill a god, be watched by a god, or become a new god?"
It is not a distortion of faith per se.
"Welcome to tonight's Killing Cup! Hahaha!"
This chapter has been completed!