Under the gaze of several red-robed chief priests.
Jia Luo, the first crown prince, raised his scepter without thinking and knocked the floor hard.
"Boom!"
Only a muffled sound was heard.
A strong extraordinary wave suddenly erupted from this beauty.
Something strange happened.
I saw the blazing flames inside the altar, suddenly erupting like a volcano.
It was originally just a brazier, with the flames coming out at a height close to one person. Now it has turned into a thick pillar of fire, with a diameter of more than five meters, running straight through the ceiling of the hall.
The strangest thing is that the flames did not seem to emit any heat, and the roof was not burned through, as if it was just an illusory flame.
Several red-robed chief priests took a step back in unison, their pretty faces with different styles showing deep shock.
They sensed very clearly that the pillar of fire contained unimaginable terrifying power.
While the ministers were shocked, their eyes changed as they looked at the altar.
In the past, they only regarded the altar as an ordinary extraordinary item, mainly used to increase the sense of ritual and to communicate with the great elders.
Only now did they realize that this was a trump card laid out by the great elder, which could actually threaten the superior gods.
After a while.
Jialuo's beautiful eyes flashed with a bright white light, looking like two big light bulbs.
Her breath suddenly became ethereal, and layers of ripples surged around her body.
This is exactly the phenomenon caused by super power interfering with the real space.
A group of red-robed chief priests looked horrified.
"Boom!"
Jialuo knocked on the floor again.
The First Crown raised the scepter with both hands and said loudly: "Auroville City will never yield to the gods!"
As she spoke, the fluctuations in her body became more powerful, and the ripples around her body became more dense.
The red-robed chief priests felt their heads buzzing, and an inexplicable feeling surged in their hearts.
They opened their mouths inexplicably and chanted in unison: "Shuguang City will never yield to the gods!"
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distance.
High in the sky.
More than two hundred huge black hawks, each dragging dozens of soldiers, are flying hard.
a moment ago.
Suddenly one appeared in the sky and dropped a golden spear.
This is a god who suddenly launched an attack on the dawn.
The extremely terrifying fluctuation of divine power spread to this place instantly.
When most of the soldiers saw the divine spear, their souls were frightened by the divine power, and they fainted with bleeding from their orifices.
The giant eagle's body was stronger and could barely withstand the pressure of the divine power, but it was also greatly affected and its wings became obviously a little weak.
The originally neat flight formation suddenly became chaotic.
at this time.
A strange and dark wave swept across from the direction of Dawn City.
White Fang, a sergeant of the 342nd Class B Regiment, had a headache that felt like it was going to explode, and he couldn't see at all.
"Boom!"
An illusory voice sounded from his mind out of thin air.
It sounded like a crash.
This sound seemed to have incredible magic power. The severe pain in White Fang's head was relieved by most of the time. His eyes felt a little cold, and he saw the attack of the gods again.
around him.
All the unconscious soldiers also heard a "dong" sound in their heads, and then they woke up at the same time, turning their heads to look at the golden light.
At this time.
The golden spear thrown by the god himself swept towards the target like thunder, which was Dawn City.
In an instant.
The golden stream of light penetrates straight down from the endless sky, drawing a brilliant trajectory of more than three thousand kilometers, which can be seen from a hundred thousand miles away.
Any Qingyang man with certain extraordinary powers can sense endless killing intent from the depths of his soul just by seeing the golden light.
This is the wrath of God!
It is also the malice of the gods!
Another moment passed.
All the soldiers of the ten legions watched the golden light fall, as if they heard some kind of call, and uttered one sentence in unison:
"Auroville City will never yield to the gods!"
After each word was spoken, it immediately disappeared in the cold wind high in the sky.
White Fang felt something vaguely. He held the magic gun tightly with both hands and murmured in his heart: "I feel it."
Although he was still bleeding from all his orifices and looked extremely miserable, there was a smile on his lips.
*
Outside Dawn City.
Inside a large farm.
Hundreds of Qingyang people are working hard in the ravines.
Now is the early spring season, the time when staple food crops are sown. These farmers use simple machinery to sow seeds one by one.
at this time.
Golden light falls from the sky.
The farmers couldn't help but look up. They all felt as if their heads had been hit by a giant hammer, and they all fell down with blood spurting from their mouths and noses.
"Boom!"
Illusive sounds appear.
The farmers struggled to get up, and as if they were inspired by something, they used their last strength and chanted in unison:
"Auroville City will never yield to the gods!"
The ground beneath their feet seemed to hear sounds and undergo an extremely obscure change.
A gray-haired farmer touched the fertile land and suddenly bent down and kissed the soil reverently.
With incomparable satisfaction in his eyes, he muttered in his heart: "I feel it."
The old farmer's eyes lost all light and he breathed his last.
Because he is too old and has many old diseases in his body, he just received the impact of divine power, and his soul can no longer support it.
But when death comes.
The old farmer's heart was filled with only peace and joy.
Because the last year of his life was also the year he was taken in by the Dawn Tribe, which was like a dream and made him feel that his life was worth it.
By contrast.
I used to live in a small tribe, and I was oppressed by the tribe elders all year round. I couldn't have a full meal most of the year, and it was common to endure hunger and cold.
The old farmer felt that it was his dream to die on this piece of land.
"Boom!"
Another illusory sound.
This sound sounded particularly clear.
But only the old farmer can hear it.
His soul floated out of his body.
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He looked up again and glanced at the golden light in the sky.
From the perspective of the soul.
The speed of the golden spear descended by the gods slowed down dozens of times, and the speed at which the golden trajectory extended was also greatly slowed down.
The old farmer naturally understood everything, and he said in an unusually firm tone: "Shuguang City will never yield to the gods!"
He turned around and looked at a pillar of light rising into the sky.
That was the special vision formed after the nine totem poles were activated by the First Crown.
In the real world.
The totem pole just emits a blinding glare.
It can be in the vision of the soul.
The totem pole turned into a dazzling super pillar of light, with a diameter of no less than a hundred meters and an astonishing height of a thousand kilometers.
The old farmer smiled slightly and said to himself: "I already understand, I am very willing to become the nourishment of the Dawn Tribe!"
Under normal circumstances.
Only by adopting the method of living sacrifice can the totem pole absorb the soul of the sacrifice.
In situations other than living sacrifices, the totem pole cannot control the soul. If the soul itself is not willing, the totem pole has nothing to do.
at this time.
The old farmer's heart moved, and he instantly established a connection with the light pillar. His spirit body flew up and rushed towards the light pillar.
During the flight.
The old farmer met several souls.
They also voluntarily merged with the totem pole and contributed their last strength to the Dawn Tribe.
The old farmer looked at each other, smiled, and chanted in unison: "Shuguang City will never yield to the gods!"
View from a higher angle.
Tens of thousands of soul bridges extend from the totem pole, connecting souls one by one.
This scene looks quite spectacular.
Because the power of the gods was too powerful, a large number of old and weak people died unfortunately despite the protection of the totem pole.
*
At the level of some kind of law.
The soldiers and civilians of the Dawn Tribe shouted out like Huang Zhong Da Lu, arousing endless reverberations.
"Never yield to the gods..."
"Never give in..."
"Never..."
Hundreds of millions of sounds followed the invisible strings, instantly spanning distances far or near, and arrived at a towering giant pillar.
Not a totem pole.
It is the pillar of light inspired by this object - the Pillar of All Spirits.
From a legal perspective, each voice or consciousness is equivalent to a separate "spirit".
Each spirit is not powerful, but when countless spirits gather together, quantitative changes can produce qualitative changes. This is the power of the gathering of tiny laws.
With the help of the Pillar of All Spirits, you can leverage the power of the world.
This is exactly the law and secret technique that Cheng Han created by studying the consciousness of the world, studying the totems of the Qingyang Realm, studying the small laws, and integrating them into the big ones.
In other words - a god-level secret technique.
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High in the sky.
At the moment when the Pillar of All Souls rushed up.
The owner of that giant golden arm, a golden-armored god covered in armor, immediately changed his expression slightly.
His divine eyes flashed, and there was a look of contempt in his eyes: "A group of ants who don't know whether to live or die, how can you resist the power of the gods?"
Only a moment passed.
The face of the golden-armored god became a little ugly, and he cursed: "You humble ants, you can't escape the fate of death!"
He sensed that the Pillar of All Spirits was rapidly strengthening, and it was several times stronger than before. This power was enough to withstand the golden spear.
But He thought it didn't matter.
Just one or a few more shots of the "World-Burning Spear" and you can easily get it done.
The golden-armored god once again raised his arm high, and a ball of golden light gathered in his hand again, intending to throw a second spear.
snort!
Just ants.
Are you trying to fight against the gods?!
Another moment passed.
The golden-armored god was surprised to see a large number of souls flying into the light pillar and completely integrating into it.
As if it had received nourishment, the Pillar of All Spirits suddenly expanded greatly, and the aura it exuded also climbed to a higher level.
The old face of the golden-armored god became more and more serious.
The power of the Pillar of All Spirits already made him feel a strong threat.
The golden-armored god made a decisive decision - avoid its sharp edge!
The light in his hand immediately dissipated, and his whole person quickly became blurry.
However.
This god underestimated the Pillar of All Spirits.
He also underestimated Cheng Han's methods.
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In the tower.
Jia Luo, the first crown prince, saw the golden spear descending from the perspective of the totem pole, and also saw the golden-armored god disappear.
A trace of killing intent flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she shouted: "Behead!"
The next moment.
The Pillar of All Spirits shrunk in half like a balloon punctured by a needle.
Two slender rays of light, with extremely powerful fluctuations and extremely bright light, suddenly shot out from the light pillar.
It's exactly - the light of the meteor god.
The first light came in a flash and hit the golden spear instantly.
"boom!"
Just heard a thunder.
The spear collapsed.
The light also faded away.
Golden and white light mixed together, completely lighting up the sky.
The second light was a little thicker, soared up into the sky instantly, accurately hit the position where the god disappeared, and then penetrated the void.
The golden-armored god general roared angrily, and a large piece of divine fire instantly erupted from his right hand, condensing into a flame shield and blocking it in front of him.
Later.
"puff!"
A soft sound.
The light of the Meteor God hit the flame shield and penetrated the shield effortlessly.
At this point.
The golden-armored god had no time to dodge, and could only watch helplessly as the light hit his lower abdomen.
This moment.
A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the golden-armored god, and there was also a hint of shock.
What is frightening is that the power of the light of the Meteor God is enough to kill this clone instantly.
If he hadn't used a secret method to deflect the light at a small angle when the shield was penetrated, he might have been hit in the head.
What is shocking is that the power level of Mingming's light beam is similar to his own, and he should be able to block it by using his secret method.
However, the power level of the two rays of light emerging from the light pillar increased by a small amount out of thin air, and the flame shield could not even lag for a moment.
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And then.
The light of the Meteor God hit the lower abdomen of the golden-armored god, and penetrated through again, leaving only a large black hole.
A lot of light golden blood immediately emerged from the wound.
"Ah~"
The golden-armored god screamed.
The power of the Meteor God's light not only penetrated his lower abdomen, but also burned his soul.
The golden-armored god cursed viciously and fled at an even faster speed. He did not dare to stay even for a moment, lest he be attacked again.
The god's own sense of crisis gave him a strong premonition that Dawn City's next attack would be even more powerful, and the probability of his death would be very high.
At this moment.
The golden-armored gods no longer dare to regard the Qingyang people of Dawn City as ants.
below.
In the tower.
The first crown prince Jialuo put down his scepter, his pretty face showing huge surprise: "Everyone, the gods have been repelled by Dawn City!"
A group of red-robed chief priests were immediately stunned.
The power of mortals can actually defeat gods, which completely subverts their cognition.
Jialuo tried his best to suppress his excitement and spoke with infinite admiration: "Praise to Your Excellency, the Great Elder!"
She has personally manipulated the Light of the Meteor God and knows how powerful this secret method is. It is precisely because of this that she truly worships the great elder who created the secret method to the depths of her soul.
The red-robed chief priests came to their senses and chanted in unison: "Praise to Your Excellency, the Great Elder!"
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Hundreds of kilometers away.
High in the sky.
White Fang raised his head and watched the light of the Meteor God disappear and the god disappear. The whole thing was shocked to the extreme.
He was not a fool, so he could naturally see that the gods had been repulsed.
In other words, the Dawn Tribe won.
"Huh~"
A cold wind swept through.
White Fang repeated his previous words with great piety: "The City of Dawn will never yield to the gods!"