Five hundred and eighty-ninth chapter god evil conception
April 4, 1352, as the new moon, was the lowest spiritual time of the month. Generally speaking, no truly knowledgeable person would hold any mysterious ceremony on such a moonless night, but at this time,
There is a true God, an angel, and two angel kings gathered in front of the altar, waiting for the right time to come.
At this time, in addition to the four participants in the ceremony, there were three creatures in the room that should not be there. They were three cats staring at each other with big eyes.
In addition to Lily, the other two belong to Bonova and Russell.
After learning about the wonderful existence of the Cat Witch, the two got a cat from their own channels. The difference was that Bonova got a golden gradient cat, while Russell's one got a cat.
If you want to ask what is special about an ordinary white cat, it is that it has a pair of blood-red eyes.
In fact, when Snow saw this cat, he wondered if Russell would simply train a medicine cat if he couldn't find such a cat... Well, the kind that would be trained all the way to the God of Beauty.
Snow often teased these two for following their trend, but the personalities of the father and son were almost the same, and they didn't care at all about such teasing——
Unless you mention Bernadette.
"It's almost time!" Torzner, who was stuck in the center of the altar, constantly bearing the Ship of Theseus to maintain his sanity, suddenly screamed. Russell and Bonova immediately put the cat aside in their arms, and
Snow patted Lily's head gently.
Lily understood immediately, shook her paw at the two silly cats, and took the cats out to assassinate the mice, while Russell took out the dolls he had "raised" every night and placed them on the altar.
The lifelikeness of this doll is much better than the full-body dolls from the super ancient era. In fact, it can even be regarded as a masterpiece made from the human body. The only difference from the body Russell currently uses is that
Some internal organs are missing.
The second hand ticked across the dial, the spiritual tide from the moon had dropped to its lowest point, and a breath of life arose in Bonova's body.
When the Perfector Path becomes a demigod "alchemist", it has the power to give life to creations and even inject souls. As an angel of this path, Bonova can obviously do more.
With the injection of life force, the doll became more and more vivid, but a strange aura also began to grow.
There is no doubt that this kind of uncontrolled gift of life is polluted, or in other words, it is this kind of disorder and pollution that is needed at this time.
Seeing that the skin of the doll had turned an unnatural color of blood, and a trace of movement began to emerge, Russell immediately opened his wrist and dripped the blood mixed with a little bit of order and authority onto the doll's abdomen, and the blood dripped little by little.
It seeped into the body of the doll, and Snow, who had prepared another altar, also began to recite the incantation——
"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray mist. You are the yellow and black king who controls good luck. I pray for your hearing. I pray for your gaze. I pray for you to block all gazes on this place.
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The sleeping Mr. Fool was suddenly awakened by the sound of prayer, but he still cursed and rose up into the gray mist. However, after seeing this scene, he immediately realized what was happening.
He put on a curtain that contained the characteristics of the mysterious waiter, and mobilized the power of gray mist through the power of wish fulfillment, forming a tight barrier above Black Swan Castle.
However, Mr. Fool did not leave here, but stood high above the gray mist, witnessing the conception process of the Bound God.
Snow felt that the Black Swan Castle was completely cut off from the outside world, and then he took a deep breath and raised the three-color cross that held the bound look so that it hovered over the doll's belly, almost touching it.
At the same time, he threw a coin.
The moment Russell saw the coin, he shuddered and shrank instinctively. Others didn't know, but he knew the source of this thing very well——
It is the twisted rules of rebirth surrounding his polluted tomb, which is the so-called pregnancy curse.
As the coin flew into the air, the spiritual blockade on it suddenly collapsed. Russell immediately used his authority to guide the twisted rules of mind. Although he can only accommodate the level of Sequence Five in terms of characteristics now, but in
With the blessing of the Black Emperor's personality, it is still possible to guide the power that is partly derived from the Black Emperor's acquisition and merging.
The Sophora yin curse penetrated into the doll's body, and a somewhat harsh heartbeat suddenly began to beat in the quiet room. It was not like the fetal movement of a newborn, but like the beating of a war drum.
Bonova continued to inject life force into the doll's body, but the distortion of the doll had unknowingly stopped, because all the life force had begun to gather towards its abdomen.
While watching the show, Klein suddenly noticed a feeling of inner peace. He raised his vision and saw from the real perspective above the gray fog that a wisp of invisible power seemed to descend from the sky.
"Is this the power from the moon? Is it the original moon? No wonder the new moon was chosen to hold the ceremony." Klein analyzed secretly in his heart, but he had already grasped the curtain with his right hand, ready to increase the power at any time.
However, it is obvious that the degree of erosion of reality by the Fallen Mother Goddess is far from enough to directly penetrate the barrier constructed by Source Castle. The illusory power lingered outside the gray mist barrier for a moment, and then dissipated without a trace.
Not even a single collision occurred.
Klein didn't dare to be careless and tensed up to be on guard for possible erosion again, but Snow seemed to be completely unaware of the crisis and said to Torzner:
"I've only gotten this kind of curse, and I'm not going to take the risk of going to that damn place to get it for you again. You should seize the opportunity yourself!"
After that, he waved his sleeves, and the realm of the universe in his sleeves covered the room. In conjunction with Bonova's knowledge mentor's ability to modify the laws of physics to a certain extent, the room was fine-tuned.
Torzner temporarily stabilized his humanity under the high-intensity Ship of Theseus. He did not speak, but stared at the abdomen of the doll with his eyes exposed under the colorful bandage. A subtle connection existed between the two.
built between them.
Snow is no stranger to this ability. It is the "Source of Curse" that he has possessed since "Puppet". This ability was originally used as a curse and a counter-injury ability, but now it has built a chain of life for the two, and it is
While the chains were connected, Torzner unleashed his due power as the King of Angels.
The sudden burst of power caused the mixed-colored bandages on the villain's body to bulge. Under the influence of a strong attraction, a force from the doll's belly was directly drawn out, causing the green and red color on the villain's body to bulge.
The color deepened a bit, and even directly swallowed up the original rust-red part. As this process happened, the eyes of the little man on the cross also dimmed.
Snow didn't hesitate at all. The Qiankun in his sleeves directly blocked all spiritual transmission. As seals were thrown on the cross one by one, the cross dyed red, green, black... and other colors were covered with a dull golden light.
Wrapped in film, it is as if the assorted mixed candies in gradient colors are coated with a layer of transparent sugar coating.
Snow carefully put away the cross, and then he was in the mood to pay attention to the doll.
At this time, the beating sound like a war drum has gradually weakened, and the dull heartbeat sound is accompanied by an unpleasant but tolerable curse, which is slowly expanding and contracting in the doll's belly.
Bonova's act of injecting life force has not stopped, but the doll's body has begun to wither.
In fact, this doll is not made of flesh and blood or other materials that may be "dried", but at this moment, it is like a corpse that is being drained of water, constantly mummifying.
This process lasted for about five minutes, and the doll finally became like dry firewood, while the high-bulging abdomen, almost half the height of a human, was like an egg sac, which continued to shrink with the power of the curse.
and expansion.
Finally, with a sound that sounded like flesh and blood bursting, the clay doll's abdomen was torn open like flesh and blood, and a strange arm that seemed to have its skin peeled off stretched out from it, just like the chest-breaking scene in the alien movie from the super ancient era, tearing apart.
Opened the doll's abdomen.
The thing crawling out of the doll's abdomen looked like a young child, but the bloody body full of malice, curses and pollution would not make anyone feel the cuteness that a child should have.
In other words, if an extraordinary person below the level of a demigod saw this scene at this time, he would definitely lose control on the spot.
This child-sized monster slowly stood up straight. The pale yellow bandages seemed to have condensed out of thin air. They were loosely wrapped around her body and became tighter little by little.
As the bandage became stained with bits of blood and rust, the pollution, malice and curses also disappeared, and the little boy wrapped in the bandage truly transformed into the image that a human child should have.
"Thank you." Torzner, who looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, bowed slightly, then looked at Russell with a slightly strange expression, and said in a childlike voice: