Seeing this scene, all the deacons were filled with jealousy and hurriedly rushed into the inner hall!
They came to the God of Calculation and released their spiritual consciousness to investigate his condition.
Not angry at all.
The god's body is covered with a layer of death energy, and even his flesh and blood have dried up!
This situation...is no longer possible to save.
God...is really dead!
After realizing this, the deacons present felt their scalps numb and their minds went blank.
how so?!
How could a god die suddenly!?
"Impossible, the Venerable cannot die like this. He has the life talisman given by the Divine Venerable. His vitality will never come to an end!" A deacon opened his eyes wide and murmured to himself.
But his words could not stir up any waves.
In the inner hall, it was still deathly silent.
Because, no matter what you say...the facts are already before your eyes.
Even if the god is dead and the body is in front of them, there is no trace of fraud.
"Is it because of the Fate Technique just now... But even if the Fate Technique fails, there shouldn't be such a violent backlash! Impossible!" Another deacon said.
He was one of the members who participated in the previous fate technique.
His face was full of disbelief.
At this moment, no one spoke.
The atmosphere in the inner sanctum dropped to freezing point.
"What should we do... The Lord has passed away, and there are still so many great Lords outside asking us for answers, especially from the Divine Courtyard..."
After a long time, a deacon spoke, his voice trembling.
His words brought all the deacons present back to their senses.
Even if the god is dead... this matter is not a small matter for the entire Protoss!
Because currently everyone in the Protoss needs an answer from God.
But if the god is dead, then... no one can answer the replies of those great masters!
"The matter has come to this, and we don't need to hide anything. Let's announce the death of God... to the public." A deacon took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Do we really want to make it public? Will it have too much impact..." Another deacon said tremblingly.
"How are you going to cover up the death of the Venerable if it is not made public?" The deacon frowned and asked, "We have no choice. Let's consider the death of the god and use this matter as a reply... to respond to the various great lords.
.”
…
Consider it inside the temple.
"God is dead!?"
When Fuxian and his men heard the news, their expressions changed.
"Yes, the Venerable's life force has been exhausted, and there is no chance to perform the art of fate anymore. This matter... the temple will announce it soon and let everyone in the God clan know." There was still a look of shock on the deacon's face.
He said calmly.
"It's impossible. Why did he die so suddenly? He was fine just now, but you guys want to avoid us because of the temple..." The men behind him raised their eyebrows and questioned.
But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Fuxian raising his hand.
"Since such a misfortune has happened, it is really a pity... Then we will retreat." Fuxian clasped his fists at the deacon in front of him, and then led his men towards the outside of the Suan Temple.
"Venerable Fuxian, do you really believe in the temple..." His subordinates followed behind and asked doubtfully.
"Don't be too simple-minded. No matter how much the God of Suan doesn't want to see us, he can't use death as an excuse." Fuxian said in a deep voice, "You know, how many eyes inside and outside the Protoss are now focused on the Temple of Suan.
"
"In addition, looking at the expressions of these deacons, we can confirm that... what they said is the truth, and God is indeed dead."
"This, this... how could a god die so suddenly?" His subordinates said with disbelief on their faces.
Fuxian narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered, and said: "The art of fate involves cause and effect, and will inevitably be counterattacked. If you have seen the fortune teller with your own eyes, you will know that the fortune teller's death... is destined, his
This state is not the state of normal living beings."
"In recent years, fortune-telling gods rarely show up, and rarely test fortune-telling... I'm afraid there is a reason."
"But... weren't there rumors before that God had received a talisman given by the Supreme Gods, which could maintain his vitality forever?" His subordinate said in shock.
"The backlash of cause and effect cannot be countered by just one or two rules." Fuxian shook his head and said solemnly, "At most, it can extend its life cycle, but it cannot change the outcome."
"But the time of God's death is too strange. Just when we needed him, he... passed away like this. It will be even more difficult to find the two remnants next." The subordinate sighed.
Fuxian looked solemn and said: "The death of God of Calculation...may be related to this matter."
"What do you mean, Your Majesty... the god of fortune-telling died because he calculated the intelligence of these two remnants?" his subordinates asked in surprise.
"Fate is unpredictable..." Fuxian did not answer his subordinates' questions, but murmured to himself, "I always feel that the words left by the God of Fortune are already very important information, but at our level...
Incomprehensible.”
"But I think that the gods, especially the top masters in the supreme god clan... may have different understandings of these four words."
"Go back first, I want to meet with His Highness."
After saying that, Fuxian and his men activated the laws of space and left the Suan Temple.
…
The god of calculation was dead, and the news spread quickly through the temple of calculation.
On this day, everyone within the Protoss, from the Supreme Protoss to a branch of the hybrid Protoss bloodline... all heard the news.
Sensation among the gods!
To the people within the God Clan, the God of Calculation is like a know-it-all, almost an omniscient and omnipotent being.
But now, God is dead.
At a critical time not long after the God-level wanted order was issued, the god actually died!
For those within the God Clan, especially for the many God Kings, there is no doubt that... this is bad news, a huge bad news.
Calculating the death of God means that it will take more time and energy to locate the two wanted survivors...
…
It’s so dark outside.
After Jin Yao sent out the distress message, he still did not enter alone, but chose to wait outside.
He has calmed down completely.
At any time, life is more important than anything else!
No matter how great your contribution is, you still have to live to accept it!
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz..."
Before long, portals appeared one after another beside Jin Yao.
The portal opened, and a group of eighth-level venerables emerged from it one after another.
"Jin Yao, tell me the specific situation."
Dao Xing came to Jin Yao, looked at the gray and black Taisha Realm in front of him, and spoke in a solemn tone.
Jin Yao told his previous experience.
"Let a squadron enter the Taisha Netherland to search for clues..." Dao Xing frowned slightly.
If he were to make arrangements, places like Taisha Netherland would definitely be skipped.
Jin Yao's arrangement is very strange.
But, this arrangement really allowed them to find Tang Yu, the remnant of the demon clan!
Although we don’t know if it is true yet, it is still a clue!
Dao Xing turned his head, looked at the group of eighth-level venerables behind him, and said in a deep voice: "According to the order of the Star-Moon God King, we need to enter it first to investigate the situation, and then..."
"Buzz! Buzz!"
Before Dao Xing finished speaking, two more portals appeared in front of him.
Two figures flashed out from it.
The two monks each wore armor with platinum light and held halberds in their hands.
The group of eighth-level venerables present could recognize them at a glance. These two were the right and left deputies of the Star-Moon God King, Yaojing and Ziyu.
Compared with the eighth-level venerables like them, the two deputies of the God King seemed to have a higher level of cultivation, and their auras were sharper. They looked like they had participated in a large battlefield, and they had a sense of chilling.
"The two generals are here too." Dao Xing and a group of eighth-level venerables saluted Yaojing and Ziyu with clasped fists.
The two generals had expressionless faces and just nodded lightly.
This posture is obviously higher than those of the eighth-level venerables present.
This made many eighth-level venerables unhappy.
But on the surface, they dare not say anything.
After all, the two people in front of you are the deputies of the Star-Moon God King, and the Star-Moon God King is currently taking over the Divine Fate Immortal Realm... Offending these two people is equivalent to offending the Star-Moon God King.
"His Highness has an order to seal off this realm." Shaking's sculpture-like face was filled with cold light, "From now on, no breath is allowed to enter or leave this realm!"
"Buzz!"
As he spoke, Yaojing raised the halberd in his hand.
Ziyu beside him made the same move.
The heads of the two halberds met in the air, blooming with bright light!