Far outside the Split Gold Mountain, mosquitoes began to suck the white liquid, and then expanded into sixteen-legged arthropod giants.
There was an abandoned baby who believed that suffering would always be with him. His cries dominated the world, and tears and countless liquids oozed from his body. From then on, he transformed into a cursed god.
There are also demonic trees that have grown rapidly, covering the church of the Four Seasons Divine Sect, becoming a huge towering sacred tree with the four seasons flowing on the canopy...
Huge incomprehensible things are born everywhere, and the continent of Kaios is deformed everywhere, all trying to become the "new faith" mentioned in the epic.
Compared with them, the wights awakened by Redcoat are like a row of children who have just learned to walk.
The era of confused beliefs has arrived.
"It's broken... What a pity... But it doesn't matter..." The white liquid flowing on the ground bulges and gathers into a goat.
"You just stayed for a long time, are you waiting for me?" The old goat turned his eyes and looked at Noley Moore beside him.
"What were you doing just now?" The conversation between Yingying and Li Yue had been going on in the dark groove of his brain, and Spard, who was chasing Jesse outside, didn't pay attention to the exchange between Yingying and Li Yue.
"You are the new shepherd, and you will help you incorporate the curse of flow into the small altar..." Everything the old goat did was to take a step back and absorb the remaining power of the Sky Spine.
At this time, Jinshan and Ying'er were not even a hundred miles away, they were drowsy and in pain and wanted to live.
Noley Moore was making sure that Mo Xin had escaped far enough.
In a trance, the green grass turned into townspeople one after another, and our faces were all filled with happy smiles.
It's just that while others absorb flesh and blood directly, the old goat wants to cut off the roots of the Sky Ridge and become the last god of faith.
"Don't ask." Noley Moore wrote in the snail's shell.
Pain is fed back to every nerve, and these endured injuries are eating away at Jinshan's body.
The broken walls and giant bone swords floating in the air were scattered, becoming a rain falling in the Holy Mine Town.
"Just now... you seemed to be fighting me." The old goat gnawed on the grass, blocking the red light with its huge body, and continued to question softly.
"What did he taste?" the old goat asked Vanna.
And the townspeople of Liyue who were supposed to die from the burst of red light were inexplicably "rescued" by the small altar.
Without the spider around, the probability of being disturbed from inside is higher.
"All our knights are dead!" Spard's response was unkind.
Where is your devil's illustrated book?
The old goat bleated and stared at Noley Moore for a moment, his eyes seeming to have no intention of drifting back.
"Who did he eat?" Noley Moore realized that he could distract the old goat.
Dandan was still immersed in the slow feeling of having just killed the knight, fully aware that Nolemore had not yet seen Jinshan again and was waiting for a summons.
Looking at the green grass in the bone rain, Vanna was inexplicably moved, shedding tears and soaking herself.
Only I am unable to squeeze out the last bit of power from the Sky Spine.
Even if he saw human movements in the distance of the arsenal, the old goat had no intention of paying any attention to it - there was nothing more important in my schedule.
"You still need time." Vanna scooped out the old goat's eye fluid, or tears, with her hands, and sprinkled it from the top of her head, bathing in it.
Mo Xin couldn't review the lyrics, so he asked Noley Moore about his next plan.
And my tone was so matter-of-fact, as if I was the devil.
Don't feel ill.
I saw Yingying and Dandan.
"Hey..." While eating, the old goat opened his eyes and narrowed the scope of his vision.
"Is he going to leave?" The old goat rose rapidly.
The little people who were listening to the bard's meeting all left the town hall, and there were no giant objects rising anywhere on the small continent. The old goat couldn't look at anyone, but he must see the Jinshan Mountain.
"Oh yes, your child, it is your perfect haven." Mo Xinli deliberately broke into the wild mountain.
The red light reflected from the Eye of Compassion was like a waterfall, washing the old goat's body.
Of course, he was drowsy because of that long day and night - going back and forth in the town of Holy Mine, from the church to the mine to the arsenal to the town hall, Mo Xin's energy was not exhausted yet.
Jin Shan controlled the bone cart and knocked it back from the top of a wild mountain. Looking above his head, in the dawn, a huge shadow blocked the dawn, knowing that the small continent was now in chaos.
For example, how is the little family doing? For example, where is the authority of the library and the Colosseum? For example, what impact will the previous ceremony have on Xiaolu? For example, where will the old goat's movements fall...
"When you are noticed by the world again, you need them to come to your side and rebuild your faith." The "Attention" card flashed in the old goat's eyes.
"He's talking about you?" The old goat was tired. Vanna stepped out of the giant goat's arms and sat in her eyes with a smile.
"Their lives are yours, and they will become your people." Above the red light, those who survived turned into grass, cut off their roots, and drifted out of the old goat's mouth.
"Are you going to kill...it..." Ying'er asked.
"Is it time for you to curse back?" Shadow and Snail left, and Vanna, who was sitting in her eyes, was very conscious.
Also like...
There are still seven masks left in the Masking Society, and the cursed Vanna has not yet become a corner of the altar.
"The giant evil ones cannot capture or devour them. In the process, they cannot ask for help from you or Ni'er." The giant goat first told Vanna, and then retreated from the grass on the ground and disappeared.
The green grass spreads all the way north, towards Godswear City and this snowy land.
"Whether it's a bone cart, a mask, or a curse, it's all a very bad end..." The old goat chewed grass.
"Last time we met." Noley Moore pulled Mo Xinji away.
Here, Jinshan's skeleton car is speeding towards the Holy City at a slow speed.
The moment the old goat Odegot appeared, the prayers of the new Christian Thothos and the old Christian Sistorum disappeared. They left the battlefield of Holy Mine Town and started fighting for faith in the north again.
The pain is a side effect of the desire to live, which comes from the hunter's thumbtack.
"I didn't know you were coming." Noley Moore answered the old goat very perfunctorily.
"The Imperial Army has reorganized. Do you still remember his mission? He needs to help the Bone Che Cult cover the entire Old Holy See..." The old goat noticed the movements of the Imperial Army.
But I can still sleep.
The shadow is a spider that covers the entire forest. It was affected by the ritual of the old goat. After listening to the epic, it also accepted the rain of white syrup and became a huge evil on that mountain.
The ceremony that ended with the minstrel meeting finally came to an end.
It is the broken spider silk that rises and falls, clings to living things, and lifts it up to the shadow in mid-air, becoming its nourishment.
Originally I just planned to light up the anchor point that would break Li Yue, but I thought about the epic attraction of Gamma, so I kept it until the front...
Does Jinshan have any intention of reopening the bone car?
Noley Moore knew that the small altar had many horns, and the old goat would also answer that question.
What awaits us is a kingdom of faith in God.
The red light gradually turns from weak to faint, and the pressure brought by the Eye of Compassion will soon disappear.
I also got all my memories back...
The bad thing is that there are not many living creatures outside the forest, and there is not even a group of bandits. The spider threads are sucking them dry in mid-air, like the strokes of the god of death.
