Chapter 2113 The first floor of the temple: between confessions
The dust that fell was limited, but the magic to fight was endless. A figure dressed exactly like Bing Zhixie appeared. He was wearing a black robe and floating in the air.
"Believers who pretend to be God will be subjected to the most severe torture. Aton for your sins between confessions, and climb on your execution platform to accept God's judgment!" The believer in God slammed the long staff in his hand into the ground.
, but the person disappeared into the air: "Field: God's Dust!"
The realm is activated, and the dusty gray sand that fell on the ground wakes up at this moment. The power of the realm is intertwined at this moment, and the sprayed magic fills the entire space, and the surrounding landscape changes.
"This is……"
Huge darkness filled the surrounding area, and there was no light as far as the eye could see. The floor under my feet was cold and stiff, and a strange wind blew on my face.
"wind?"
This gust of wind was different from the turbulent airflow during the previous battle. It had a chilling feeling, like a cold current blowing from the cracks of a thousand-year glacier. Bing Zhixie felt that something appeared in front of him. It was very huge, like a tall tower.
The unreachable mountain peaks carry an ancient desolation.
A ball of light rose on Bing Zhixie's palm, and at the same time a huge beam of light fell from the front. At the moment when the light turned on, a string of ancient sounds sounded low, as if the mountains and rivers were singing and the earth was roaring.
.At this moment, he saw a cold face, the skin was tight, dry and hard. This was a huge face, as big as a towering giant, but the black robe on the giant made him
Understand who you are seeing.
"God sees all things, like ants and dust." This is the first sentence uttered by this majestic giant with his singing voice of mountains and rivers. The believer in God slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, the darkness faded, and the surroundings
Welcome to the incandescent light.
Bing Zhixie found that he was standing on a high pillar that was square on the outside and round on the inside, surrounded by a desperate situation. In front of this giant face of a believer in God, his body was like a small black speck on the side of his mouth.
The mole was blown wildly by the air flow exhaled by the towering giant. At this time, the air flow became as dry and fierce as in the desert. The strong light under the eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul in the body, completely exposing everything about itself.
Under God's gaze.
"This is your execution platform. Those who believe in God will represent the gods and judge your sins!" A huge light array appeared behind the head of the believer in God. The color of the light array almost blended into the surroundings, and countless gray sands gathered into two
Fourteen huge human statues, with their heads lowered, were lined up around them, as if they were silently reciting something, making countless noises like moth-eaten noises.
Bing Zhixie wouldn't talk nonsense with him, and the magic came out immediately with a raised hand, but he was also secretly surprised that this seemed different from what Daren Pei mentioned. Between the confessions Daren Pei mentioned, there would indeed be a person.
The 'ghost' claimed to be a believer in God, but he didn't say it would become so big, and his eyes could emit blazing light like fire.
The believers standing in front of the divine pillar also cast spells, powerful magic, and two different magics collided passionately in the air.
"The Gun of Punishment!"
In the strong light, an extremely difficult-to-distinguish light and shadow flew over and landed on the execution platform of the divine pillar. Then more lights and shadows flew in. These 'sin-killing spears' stuck on the ground looked like light, not light, but like dust.
Non-dust is like a combination of light and dust. It looks like a substance, but also looks like an illusion in the elemental state.
The star eclipse in Bing Zhixie's hand revealed a strange power, soaking his ice, causing the white and pure ice magic he exerted to be dyed with a deep and charming purple, violently colliding with the enemy's power.
"You can actually block the power of God." There was a kind of quiet surprise in the tone of the believer in God.
"If this is the power of God, then God...is nothing more than that." The smile on Bing Zhixie's face was arrogant.
"Do you believe in God?"
Like a scarecrow filled with arrows, the execution platform was lined with crime-killing spears. Bing Zhixie flew up, and with a series of magic blasts, it landed on the back of the Moonlight Dragon, trying to fly out of the range of the divine pillar. Those who believed in God raised their long swords.
With a staff, a giant hand of sand pressed down the fleeing Bing Zhixie head-on.
"I believe in ghosts!"
With a bang, Bing Zhixie's magic shattered the sand palm, but he was also pushed back to the execution platform by the sand palm.
The believer in God said: "Pagans are lost believers, and godless people are the filth of the world. If you pretend to be filthy in the cloak of faith, God will give you unforgivable sins!" As he spoke, he raised his free left hand and exerted force.
Swinging down, a thousand-meter pillar of divine dust that looks like stone but not stone, like light but not light, falls from the sky.
"Huh!?" Bing Zhixie raised his head and raised his hand. The white top and bottom were as purple as a bowl of ice, supporting the descending pillar of divine dust. His knees couldn't help but buckle, and the extremely heavy force continued to deepen.
On the Pillar of Divine Dust, the curse power on the pillar rotates, and the power continues to sink.
The Moonlight Dragon spit out fireballs of flames continuously, and the believer waved his sleeves to extinguish the fireballs lightly. The Moonlight Dragon was furious and spit out vicious flames again, but what greeted it was a tide of sand.
Bing Zhixie held up the ice bowl that bloomed like a lotus and raised the divine pillar. However, the believer waved his hand again, and another pillar of divine dust pressed down. When the third divine pillar pressed down, he was pressed down again.
I bent over.
It is impossible for any normal human magician to withstand such magical power alone, but Bing Zhixie is not an ordinary person. Believers in God continue to add magic power, and Bing Zhixie still lifts the Pillar of Divine Dust bit by bit.
To his great surprise, a new spell of cursed light magic appeared between the chants of magic.
I heard the curse sound of the surrounding dust giants suddenly increase in volume, and gravel flew out of the body and floated into the air to form four boulders with blood-red spells written on them. Magic spell chains flew out of the boulders and were firmly locked on the pillars of the dust. Once again,
Sinking downward, powerful gravity waves were superimposed on the Divine Dust Pillar along with the curse of the Sand Colossus.
Bing Zhixie's face was almost pressed to the ground. What he saw with his eyes was that the sin-killing spear inserted by Lin Luan was dissipating and the ice bowl held up by his left arm made a crackling sound.
"On behalf of God, I give you the punishment of an inch, grinding you to a bloody pulp, and then give you scorching heat, wind erosion, and extreme freezing, turning your body into the most pulverized dust and becoming a part of the sand and dust here." The letter.
The God said so, his eyes like torches burning the sinners under the pillar of God.
Bing Zhixie's voice did not sound awkward: "Then... you have found the wrong person, the tyrant who pretends to be a god. Today it is my time to judge your sins!" I saw him once again slowly suppressing the god to the end.
The Pillar of Dust stood up and smiled at the believer: "Your 'god' can't protect you!"
The pillar of divine dust collapsed, the gravity stone fell, and the ice wind blew in all directions. Bingzhixie rose from the sky, flew above the forehead of the huge believer in the god, and stood vertically on the divine pillar. The flying ice chains bombarded all directions.
With the coming fist, a thicker ice chain broke through the sand and dust, hitting the believer hard on the face.
His cold and hard face was turned back by this blow, but how could a believer in God admit defeat? He said angrily: "God is great and omnipresent. He can create light and darkness." As he spoke, he said
When you close your eyes and then open them again, the originally bright world falls into boundless darkness.
The wind and sand floated in clumps, letting out ghostly moans and wolf howls, Bing Zhixie shone with light, and this unfinished magical battle was still going on.