In the darkness, the smoke and dust filled the room with a strange aroma. This aroma made people feel calm and eliminated many of everyone's uneasiness and fears.
Zhuzhi asked Sharipa: "Is there something strange about this smoke? If we destroy the smoke or disperse it, will it be useful?"
Now he has become a living doctor. Among the people here, it seems that this old man coughing up blood is the only one who knows the rituals of the old gods.
"I don't know." Sharipa just narrowed his eyes: "I don't understand spices."
"It's the [Seaweed] that's a specialty of Zhoudao, as well as the leaves of the barnyard grass monster, um, and a little dried fragrant fruit from the Yao Kingdom."
Hua Wanrong sniffed and said firmly: "I have been doing flowers all year round, and I am also involved in some dry goods sales. The aroma here mainly comes from these three spices, and there is also a magic potion-like thing."
"It has an obvious sedative effect. It seems that it doesn't want us to resist too much."
The husband of the young couple, Shang Sheng, also joined the discussion: "Everyone, we passed through a forest yesterday or this evening, and then suddenly lost consciousness. We should have been ambushed there."
"It seems that this was premeditated. If these fanatical believers of the old god find us, we should be more in line with the old god's sacrificial needs. Mr. Sharipa, can you tell us about [Incarnation of Extinction]? Maybe
It can help us get more information. On the battlefield, intelligence determines victory or defeat."
The old man turned his head, spat out a mouthful of blood, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.
Sharipa then said: "I study theology and am also a member of the Old God Society, so I have some understanding of the Old God."
"As far as I know, this [Incarnation of Extinction] was in ancient times, followed by the [Black Tiger Head and Lord of the Sanctuary] in the temple, [Mrs. Salt] enshrined in the Green Forest, and [Dragon Ancestor] in the Sihai Temple.
], as well as the competing gods such as the leader of the gods of the Twin Snake Merchant Republic [Messenger of the Gods], the Brotherhood of the Holy Mother of Golden Light.”
"[The Incarnation of Extinction] possesses the power of darkness, destruction and rebirth. Its belief has been passed down to this day after the War of God. Because he has a very strange ability, as long as believers pray and sacrifice in the darkness, they will have a chance to obtain death.
The gift of power of resurrection, few people can resist this temptation... Everyone will always face death, and the Incarnation of Extinction will give them a chance to revive from the darkness."
"So even if some people of other faiths secretly offer sacrifices to this god of destruction, as long as everyone wants to continue to live, the memory of this old god will not disappear."
Sharipa squinted his eyes hard, as if to drive away sleepiness.
"I'll give you a little refreshing massage."
Hua Wanrong next to him pinched his neck and the sides of his eyes, and then showed a somewhat surprised expression: "How can your body... be so weak?"
"Hehe, this is what you get when you get old."
The monk waved his hand: "This [Incarnation of Extinction] is related to darkness. In the past, Yaocheng and Yancheng also encountered monsters in the darkness when they were attacked by the dark sun. According to the internal reference written by Mr. Kenshin of the Old God Society, it is recorded in it
This old god."
"According to witnesses who participated in the sacrificial ceremony, it is necessary to chant the name of the old god 'Kali' and recite the whole sacrificial words 'Bvanidovi, Sati, Rudani, Pava' devoutly.
Di, China Matika...', these are every identity and name of the [Incarnation of Annihilation]. The entire ceremony is to chant His name continuously."
"The ceremony needs to be arranged in such a dark room or cave. The believers outside surround us as sacrifices and chant the names of the old gods. The power of the old gods will permeate through the darkness and smoke, awakening those sleeping in the darkness.
Monsters... look, they are not coming."
Sharipa looked relaxed.
Zhuzhi and others could not laugh at all.
Some strange-looking things appeared in the darkness. They were made of smoke and dust, and their shapes were erratic. It was difficult to confirm their specific shapes. But there was no doubt that they were indeed swimming around, like a pack of wolves hiding in the darkness.
Zhuzhi noticed that there was a person clustered in the center of the black smoke.
The man's whole body was gray, as if his body was entangled or blurred by fog, but from the outline, it could be seen that it was a burly figure.
The other person was holding a lantern, his face was gray, and he looked a bit like a ghoul.
There is a strange pattern tattooed on the left half of his face, consisting of two inner and outer circles. Circles, squares and triangles are drawn in the inner circle, and straight lines connect them, like some kind of obscure totem or seal.
As soon as the lantern holder appeared, his eyes fell on Sharipa: "You have divinity in you... No, is it a divine body? No, it's weird."
"Hello, guest from darkness."
The old man didn't care at all: "We are trapped here. I wonder if you can help us get out of here and get out of here?"
The man holding the lantern laughed, his whole face distorted.
"What an interesting mortal. If you move and stack your corpses and light a lamp, it should be very bright."
Sharipa was not discouraged: "Thank you for your compliment. What can I do to get your help?"
"Stop it, you can't give me what I want. I can take anything away." The other party said arrogantly: "No matter how far you can go, you are still in the realm of mortals."
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up: "You know something, right? You know these changes that happened in my body, right?"
"certainly."
At this time, the face of the lantern holder returned to its previous coldness: "Mortals will be mortals after all."
"Are you a god?"
"I am not a god, although many people call me and think that I am a god. But I am not."
"I see. There is one thing I disagree with. Although I am a mortal, the mortal realm can also go to a very far place, much further than we thought in the past."
A smile appeared on old Sharipa's face: "It's just like you saw the changes in my body."
The lantern holder seemed to have thought of something: "No, this is not a transformation by the gods, and you are not a dependent... What on earth is... what is going on with you?"
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For the first time in the darkness, the man seeking his life showed doubts, and he was even looking for answers.
"You want to know?"
The smile on the old man's face did not change: "I will tell you everything, I just ask you to send them back to Yao safely..."
"You are not qualified to talk to me."
The lantern holder coldly raised the lamp in his hand, and the green fire in the lantern was gloomy: "As long as I want, I can turn you into a corpse and the lamp oil in my hand at any time."
"Yes, of course you have the power and authority."
Sharipa stood up slowly, shook the dust off his body, raised his head slightly, and looked at the tall figure surrounded by dark monsters: "But one thing you should also know is that I have the power of gods."
"It comes from a powerful god. The power of the god is so majestic that even if I only analyze a little bit of it, my life cannot bear its weight. But no matter life or death, the power of the god will not disappear.
."
"And once I die, I will condense the Almighty Stone, which will stimulate the little remaining power of the god, and probably release a small spark here."
The monk covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed so violently that his back arched high.
"You are not a god, so you don't have to worry about being watched by Lord Yao. But if I release the divine sparks, I don't know if Lord Yao will see it."
"..."
The other party was silent.
However, Zhuzhi thought that he heard that even if the senior monks in the abyss left Ertang Jialan, their bodies could condense the Almighty Stone after death. And the residual power of the gods mentioned by Sharipa could swallow the Almighty Stone and instantly produce a very strong
reaction.
As long as it can attract the attention of Yao God, all existences here will tremble and fear!
No one can resist the power of Lord Yao!
Sharipa calmed the opponent.
Zhuzhi felt excited.
This old man is quite powerful. Knowledge is indeed power!
The lantern holder was silent for a moment: "Are you betting that I won't dare to take action?"
"No, I just want to discuss this area of theology with you. This is just a hypothetical experiment."
"What you said won't happen."
The lantern holder said: "Because what you have in your body is just a little bit of divine power left in the divine body. As long as there is no divine power, these will continue to decline and dissipate. As a low-level material and power, the Almighty Stone can only express the divine power.
On the material side, so according to your method, you can just forge the Almighty Stone."
Sharipa nodded: "Your judgment makes sense. Divine power usually comes in the form of miracles, and as long as it appears, it will leave traces. Even we can perceive these traces through [theology], so as long as these traces exist, Yao
Lord God can also see it. I think the divine power in me should be enough to leave traces."
"It's ridiculous! Gods can't see the remnants of these divine powers unless they hold specific props or wonders."
"How will you know if you don't try?"
The lantern holder sneered: "You know God better than me? I was a God in the past!"
"Is that so? It turns out you are an old god."
"It's not the old god. I said it. I'm not a god. Now I'm a demon. This name originally belonged to us, but now it's a bit common. Anyone can use it. Times have really changed."
"Then what should I call him? Mr. Devil?"
"...Bivrons, I give you permission to call me this name."
"Mr. Bifrons Demon, since you are a god, why don't you know about my situation?"
"How do I know! Even gods don't know everything!"
The monk suddenly laughed: "Let me tell you, I participated in the dissection of the god's corpse, and used the god's corpse as raw material to conduct elemental experiments. Through a large number of high-intensity experiments, the power on the corpse was stimulated and active in me,
That’s what led to my current situation.”
The other party's face suddenly froze: "You are looking for death! You are looking for death! The divine body is not something you can touch."
"This is an attempt that Lord Yao allowed us to make. All that is left of the fallen gods are powerful corpses. We are just studying the composition of the gods' bodies."
The demon Bifrons was speechless, while the others looked horrified.
Zhuzhi suddenly felt relieved.
No wonder I thought there was something strange about this old man.
He even dares to mess around with the corpses of gods. To him, these are indeed small scenes.
"madman."
Biffrons cursed.
"There's another thing you're wrong about."
Sharipa wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief: "Actually, I can create traces of gods without the Almighty Stone at all. Because I have the fire of faith in Lord Yao in my body, and this fire of faith is the same as in my flesh and blood.
The divine powers are mutually exclusive."
"According to our tests, the fire of faith is incompatible with different gods and will cause instantaneous damage. This damage will form traces of damage, which looks like a miracle. The tyrant has proven this, and gods can
have witnessed."
"If I die, I can trigger a fake miracle here. I wonder if it will attract the attention of Lord Yao or other gods."
"Are you threatening me?" Biffrons' voice rose.
"No, Mr. Devil. I am about to die. My mind is extremely clear now. This is a flashback. I have seen many such examples."
Sharipa coughed up blood: "I'm just describing an objective law and perfecting a hypothetical experiment."
"..."
The monk looked at Zhuzhi, his weak face full of apology: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuzhi. I originally wanted to use quick-acting Jiuxin Pills to support me until I return to my hometown in the abyss and die... Now it seems that I can't do it.
Death is chasing me much faster than I thought, and this time the error is huge."
Zhuzhi's mood was mixed.
The demon Bifrons just said something bad.
He was about to walk back into the fog.
"Please wait a moment."
This time it was Zhuzhi who had the courage to shout out.
The cold gaze of the lantern holder made the bamboo man feel chilled all over for a moment.
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"If you can take the lives and corpses of those people outside, you can also take the body of Mr. Sharipa after his death - please allow me to agree. Because you are not a heretic god, but a son of Lord Yao who generously helped
People, you should know that Lord Yao has always been very clear about grudges and grudges."
The man holding the lantern showed an idiotic look on his face: "You think I don't want to? Do you think I want to offend a powerful local god?"
"I can't get out either."
"..."
This sentence silenced everyone.
Zhu Zhizhi felt that everyone looked at Bifulons with a slightly subtle look.
This seemed to anger the devil in the darkness: "Don't let any of your corpses escape. I'll light the lamps one by one!"
Everyone was submissive, but they didn't seem to be very afraid.
"Why is this happening?" Sharipa looked puzzled: "Is this ritual enough to control you?"
"How is it possible? That's because of the darkness of [Incarnation of Extinction] Kali... In short, it's a very complicated reason, involving seals and ancient prayers, that causes my clone to appear. It's not as simple as it seems."
The devil didn't want to explain more.
"Then do I understand that as long as the darkness is broken, or the rituals here are broken, you can be free?" Sharipa said.
"At least that's the case for my projection clone. Normally, I would be summoned, and then I would turn you into corpses and light a lamp, and then Kali's power would come, and he would kill me now.
"
"I understand, then I will light up this place, and you should be able to break away from the rules and rituals, right?"
"You want to..." Bifrons solemnly said: "Are you sure?"
"Since we are about to die, why not choose a way to die that can help everyone? Please take them to a safe place, please."
The monk chuckled and looked at Zhuzhi again: "Mr. Zhuzhi, please take note of my current situation to see if the almighty stone has any effect on divine power... Let me think about it, according to the definition and concept of element theory, since the source
Since it comes from God, but lacks the stability and continuity of the Godhead, I will call it [Shen]."
"Please tell Lord Philus of White Castle everything you saw and heard today on my behalf. I hope this can be a small reference for those who come after me."
Zhuzhi suddenly came to his senses: "Wait a minute. There is another way. Doesn't the sacrifice of [Incarnation of Extinction] have the ability to give people a chance to resurrect from the dead? Why don't you try praying to him for power!"
"Thank you." A smile appeared on the old man's face: "I am a follower of Lord Yao, a theologian, and a monk. I will not offer praise to other gods. Since I want to conduct personal experiments on Shen elements, then
Let me start."
After that, Sharipa's short body walked towards the bonfire. The flames engulfed his robe and skin, but the old man's eyes were calm. He crossed his hands and prayed softly.
"May God Yao bless everyone in safety, and may the Yao people be prosperous forever..."
Flames suddenly rose up on the monk's body, and his body seemed to be a mixture of demonic energy and demonic oil. After a moment, the fire shot straight into the sky, and the whole room was covered in darkness.
The brilliant fire shines in all directions, tearing apart golden cracks in the darkness.
The monk's body is turning into an evaporating white gas, and a rapid and violent force is gathering.
"How come the Almighty Stone can really burn?! No, it's not the Almighty Stone. What's condensed in his body is the World Stone! Everyone get down!"
Biffrons waved his hand, and a black power enveloped everyone.
boom!!
The huge roar caused Zhuzhi to temporarily lose his hearing. In front of his eyes was a huge tongue of fire rising into the sky. It penetrated the ceiling above his head, allowing the sky full of stars to reappear in his field of vision.
The monk Sharipa turned into a fire that broke through the confinement and the scorching air surged and circulated in the stone house.
Bifrons murmured: "What a madman... madman... How could I be summoned to such a world?"
After coming out, the demon did nothing, and all the masked believers around the house fled in a hurry.
Zhuzhi climbed up to the roof but did not chase him. He just turned back to confirm that the other five people were safe and sound.
Then he said: "I will take you back to Yaocheng."
Zhuzhi looked towards the sky.
He was not sure whether the monk was taken away by the power of the gods.
All he knew was that he had to go to White Castle to deliver Sharipa's conclusion to the end of his life where it should go.