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Chapter 50: Promotion to Demigod, the Beginning of Ancient Times

Backlund.

The rolling haze of iron black and light yellow, starting from an unknown alley, followed by the footsteps of desperate nightingales, was like a tsunami bursting from the embankment, sweeping in all directions one wave after another.

Iron black intertwined with light yellow haze, like hundreds of thousands of tons of sea water, pouring into the dock area along the streets and alleys of the East District, moving mightily through the factory areas spewing thick smoke.

Klein, who arrived, hurriedly "walked" through the torrent of disease and plague, holding a cold copper whistle in his hand, and his own inspiration sent a crazy warning.

Various scenes in the distance have been "submerged", and even the bell tower dozens of stories high has only a pale shadow left.

One after another, workers and poor people began to feel uncomfortable.

The homeless people, who were already struggling against the cold and hardship, fell ill and fell one after another around the route that the lady walked.

The prosperity and the end are so close to each other, it seems like the God of Destiny in the clouds is mocking the fragile human civilization.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just as Klein was about to arrive at his destination, a homeless man with a sallow face wearing an old jacket suddenly coughed and fell next to him.

The two poor people who were very close to Klein immediately jumped away like frightened rabbits, but it was already too late.

They immediately covered their throats and fell to the ground with a "ho ho" sound, as if they had a serious illness or bronchitis and couldn't breathe.

What to do... what to do... Klein took two steps forward in panic, wanting to rescue him.

But he did not have any relevant medicines or extraordinary items with corresponding functions to treat the disease.

Faced with this situation, he was helpless!

Even if I don't leave here, I will be in danger... Klein felt the weakness in his body after entering this area, difficulty breathing, and feeling helpless in his heart.

"Don't worry, someone is already solving the problem..."

At this moment, a soft voice sounded in his ears, and Klein looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw the thick fog rolling not far away from him, and a middle-aged man with bronze skin, medium build, black hair and brown eyes walked out of it.

There is a black mole hidden under his right ear that cannot be seen without looking carefully.

It is Mr. Azik, the Death Archon, son of the "God of Death" Salinger.

"Mr. Azik..." Klein breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

"Listen, there are footsteps and the sound of prayers..."

Azik walked step by step to Klein and pointed in the direction he came from.

Klein followed the guidance and found a light shining in the dense fog with extremely low visibility.

A girl in a black robe crossed her hands on her chest in a prayer gesture, her eyes as pure as crystal, and walked step by step.

"Daisy..." Klein whispered in surprise, recognizing her. This girl was Daisy, the daughter of the washerwoman Liv.

He was once kidnapped and later rescued by some extraordinary force.

Relevant departments have noticed her and the girls who escaped, but the incident was ignored due to the subsequent intervention of the Church of the Night.

At the moment, Daisy's whole body was surrounded by a clear light. She didn't look as embarrassed as a washing lady at all. Instead, she was as holy as an angel.

Along the way, she would stoop down from time to time and put her hands on any patient who fell to the ground. The patient would immediately recover and stand up again.

“He took our infirmities and bore our diseases!”

The girl said this to every patient who stood up again:

“He is the King who was conceived by a virgin;”

"The second aspect conceived by the first cause of the gods;"

"It is Alpha and Omega, the Word of the beginning, the Lord of lords, the redemption of the last day!"

"Now He is come, and His kingdom is at hand!"

"Brothers and sisters, repent. He who has ears to hear, let him hear. He who desires life, please pray with me..."

Among those who stood up again, some were hesitant, some immediately joined the prayer team, and some were hard-hearted and remained silent and unwilling to accept it.

But they soon discovered that as long as they stopped praying, the pain would soon come back.

As a result, more and more people joined in the prayer session.

"Mr. Azik, is there no problem with praying like this..." Klein asked in a low voice as he watched Daisy step away in order to save more people.

"I don't know, but it seems that this is the best choice at the moment. Otherwise, if the Witch of Despair and the Witch of Agelessness jointly spread the disaster, these people will soon die in this great smog."

Azik sighed with emotion: "Besides, I have to send you away from here first. If you stay any longer, your body will soon be overwhelmed. If you want to find someone, just leave it to me."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Klein's shoulder, activated the spirit world shuttle, and the two disappeared surrounded by layers of color blocks.

In the heavy smog, life and death are still going on.

There is more than one girl like Daisy. The "Light of Redemption" developed by Wu Nai was all in action, but compared to the actual population of more than two million in the East District, it was still too few.

Many people fell to the ground forever without waiting for rescue.

Panatia, who continued to spread disasters, soon discovered the existence of the "Light of Salvation", so she teamed up with the immortal witch Caterina to kill these believers.

However, at the critical moment, the "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette descended from the sky on pea vines and blocked the two of them.

Just as Wu Nai predicted to Klein, the "confrontation between saints" is quietly unfolding in the East District.

At the same time, the light yellow haze mixed with iron black was still raging, pressing across the Tasok River from the East District, Dockside District, and Factory District, and advancing towards the prosperous land of Backlund.

It was as if the god of death was walking on the ground, dragging the hem of the light yellow skirt across the earth, taking away lives one by one.

But in this desperate situation, there is hope.

Starting from the east of Backlund, a lightning-like light illuminates the sky, and wisps of prayers gather together. They are layer upon layer, carrying the wishes of all living beings and breaking through the thick haze and clouds to reach an unknown place.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! These voices are united together, like the Tower of Babel reaching the sky, towering into the sky to ask questions about the God in the underworld and the gods above the star world.

"The prince who was born of a virgin!"

"The second side conceived by the first cause of the gods..."

While praying, the poor, homeless, and workers found that their illnesses began to lessen, their breathing became smoother, and their limbs became full of strength again.

So there are more and more voices in prayer, more and more emotions are invested, and the tone of voice becomes more and more intense and high-pitched.

Under the thick haze that covered the sky in Backlund, these voices that should have been small turned into little gleams of light rising with the vision of ants.

And they were gathered together in the process of rising, like fireflies awakened from the jungle's sleep, and like countless sparks that can start a prairie fire...

These streams of light gather and merge into the sea, and the waves rise and fall silently...

It is a power that these gods regard as "anchors" but have never truly faced.

These are extremely weak forces in an extraordinary and crazy world.

It gathered together during the Backlund Great Smog Incident and poured into the body of a young man wearing a crown of thorns in the underground space near the Tasok River.

Under the ring of two mercury snakes, Wu Nai raised his arms to the sky and opened his arms, as if to embrace the untouchable millions of living beings, and then was subjected to a pain that could destroy demigods hundreds of times in an instant, like thousands of blades.

submerged.

"I take your weaknesses and bear your diseases!" He said, responding to the prayers of all living beings.

Fever, cough, body aches...

Wu Nai once again experienced the various "truths" of mortals.

The crown on his head also came to life. The black dry thorns woven into the crown glowed with crystal light, as if resurrected dragons and snakes were coiling along Wu Nai's forehead, producing sharp wooden thorns that pierced his skin.

, wash away the diseases of the world with the red blood shed.

Forge a deeper connection with the followers of Backlund's Passion.

This is one of the functions of this extraordinary prop.

It is forged from the descended body of the True Creator. In addition to being corrupted, the Hanged Man also has the authority to undertake and sacrifice.

The Crown of Thorns was forged on the basis of this authority.

It became one of Wu Nai's most important means during the Backlund Great Smog Incident, allowing him to connect with those who recite his honorable name and bear their weaknesses and illnesses.

The effect of this prop is so powerful that the negative emotional light that surged towards Mr. A on the altar was also divided into parts under the guidance of the crown and flowed into Wu Nai's body.

In this way, the coming of the true Creator is delayed.

Therefore, the feedback brought about by preventing the arrival of the evil god and redeeming the victims of the Great Smog rapidly promoted the digestion of the [Elixir of God] in Wu Nai's body.

Help him open the door of demigods.

At this moment, between the two silver-white overlapping snake rings above Wu Nai's head, the Ouroboros ring belonging to Will Asceptin retreated at every step, and finally could no longer hold on.

However, he did not expect the Speaker of the Life School to help him resist Ourolos, he just used him to delay his promotion to demigod.

This purpose has now been achieved.

"Will, thank you, you have done a good job, please step aside..."

Wu Nai spoke slowly.

As he spoke, his mind moved, and he clicked the " " sign after the option in the information column [Sequence: Four (0/10000000)]. His body was instantly filled with divinity transformed from spirituality.

Extremely huge power surged out instantly, washing Wu Nai's body.

The extraordinary characteristics of the path of God gathered in his body - diviner, secret prayer, assassin, audience, singer, sleepless person, corpse collector, sailor, arbiter, medicine man, criminal, hunter, monster, thief, prisoner, voyeur

The mysterious man, all blended together at this moment.

Together with the "Death", "The Hermit", "The Sun", "The Dreamer", "The Hanged Man", "The Witch", "The Fool", "Darkness", and "The Moon", these are some of the unique powers.

With the "Sea of ​​Chaos", "River of Eternal Darkness", "Origin Castle" and other sources of power.

All turned into nourishment for Wu Nai’s mythical creature form.

These forces representing the world's supreme authority lifted him up into the air, standing between the slowly separating silver-white snake rings.

His body continued to expand around the light of the beginning, his muscles and bones grew and deformed, and the sound of cracking glaciers came from his body, as if gods and demons that had been sealed in dust for hundreds of millions of years were breaking free from their shackles and trying to escape from the young man's body.

Huge wings spread out behind Wu Nai, and he formed a huge sacred cross with his wings stretching to the left and right and his body spread up and down.

So solemn, so majestic, with a coercion that is somewhere between an emperor and a god, and also with an unspeakable evil and ferociousness.

The slender body is covered with fine and hard scales. These scales seem to be flowing with all the colors and mysteries in the world, and are imprinted with dull, primitive symbols.

Each symbol is unique, some are filled with horrific corruption of the corrupt nature, some contain the mystery of eternal silence and destruction, and some are rich in information from the spiritual world.

This is his external performance after absorbing the uniqueness and essence.

Although his spirituality has not reached Sequence Zero, it is impossible to absorb and digest all the power of these high levels, but after opening the door of demigods, Wu Nai really absorbed part of it to replenish his body.

Every person and god who sees it will naturally think of two words in their mind:

"Original!!"

Ourolius and Will Auceptin spoke together, one voice carrying unspeakable horror, and the other voice carrying such shock.

"It's the incomplete [Original]. I'm not complete enough. I haven't even gathered the path to God, and my spirituality is only Sequence Four..."

Wu Nai spoke softly and responded to the two mercury snakes. He stood in the void in front of Ourolius. In his chaotic eyes that opened and closed, the beating golden light seemed like an ancient dragon hovering in the depths of the clouds, twisting.

Come up with undecipherable symbols one after another.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It gives the mercury snake opposite the illusion that the first-ever "God" is walking on the chaotic water of Yuanxu and coming to Him.

But Ouroleus, the King of Angels, did not give in. His loyalty to the true Creator surpassed all else.

"For the coming of our Lord..."

Ourolius turned his head and glanced at Mr. A in the direction of the altar. After confirming that there was no problem with the arrival of the true Creator, he flapped the layers of wings of light behind him to outline mysterious and extraordinary circles, forming the direction of the river of time.

Wu Nai wants to restart everything and tear apart this incomplete original.

But at this time, Wu Nai had also taken out [Longinus]. He held the dark black gun body with silver veins, and combined with the crown of thorns on his head, he inspired the divine power that Odin had placed in it.

Guide this divine power to build extraordinary abilities that are unique to the [original] mythical creature form.

With the blessing of this ability that far exceeded his own sequence, Wu Nai seemed to hold the world in his hands. He pointed the gun at the river of time and Ourologis like a god, and coldly spit out four incomprehensible pronunciations:

"The beginning of the ancient times!"

As these four authoritative syllables fell, the power of restart built by Uroleus collapsed, and the world filled with Wu Nai's majesty also received the orders of "death" and "silence".

All "extraordinary" spirituality has irreversibly passed away here, and this place seems to have returned to the most primitive and quietest period of the world.

The silence and chaos before the creation of the world shrouded this place. Even the spiritual world, the source of many spiritualities, withered here, and the star world was temporarily isolated from it.

The vigorous descending ceremony of the true Creator was subsequently interrupted.

Ouroleus, the mercury snake standing in front of Wu Nai, was even more shocked to find that as an angel on earth, he had lost all his extraordinary abilities and became an ordinary person.

Even after being unable to fly, he fell from floating in mid-air and fell onto the gray stone slab, breaking one of his legs.

"Give you death!"

At this moment, Wu Nai took the opportunity to step forward, vigorously waved the Longinus in his hand, and pierced His head.

It's like killing a weak chicken.


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