God was born because of man? Or was man born because of God?
The murmur of divinity emerged in the void, as if silhouettes were emerging, kneeling, pious, and gathering.
Falling from the sky above Agate Lake, the swirling gray "snowflakes" melted and spread outward, returning the lost color to the earth.
There is a god who is conceived by faith, and there is a god who is conceived by faith.
The sky in the distance seems to have swept away all the colors in the world, and the clouds with falling "snowflakes" are like mixed oil paints. The mottled colors are entangled in the deep space, surging undercurrents, forming nausea and fear. The bizarre and weird pieces are flat, narrow, and oval, like eyes.
vortex.
The murmurs ringing around him were not loud, but seemed to be coming slowly from the depths of the street, becoming clearer and clearer as he got closer. Lu Li was about to be able to recognize the prayers and even whisper them when they suddenly became blurry.
Anne quietly stretched her body, the roots spread under the mud, the tree trunk opened up the fertile soil, the crown of the tree was fluffy, and the branches extended, changing from a sapling to a big tree - only the carvings did not disappear but became more profound and clear.
Her body became like a guarding banyan tree, with its lush canopy covering Lu Li under its shade, like an island sheltering a boat that could capsize at any time under the rough waves.
"You should be able to open your eyes..."
Lu Li opened his dark eyes amid whispers in his mind.
Looking up at the sky, the mottled colors in the distance are still lingering hatefully, but the nauseating dizziness has disappeared.
The adult Annie's canopy enveloped Lu Li and almost blocked the wooden house, at the cost of depleting all the humanity that Lu Li had previously instilled in her.
It was like an animal storing food for the winter, but Annie no longer needed to do that, because of Lu Li and because of the camp.
"How long do we have to wait."
Lu Li's questions turned into whispers, and prayers flowed into the void, as if he had become one of them.
"Talk to me in your heart... This depends on Philolina's potential. After the divine fire is conceived, the higher the potential, the longer it will last..."
The ritual of becoming a god takes time. Mother of the Swamp talked to Lu Li about her previous advice: "This is the safest path for you... You have believers, and your followers will not make you lose; you gain strength from your followers, and your followers
Gain strength through you... Maybe this is not the right path for us, but it is the only path in the wilderness."
Lu Li remained silent.
Swamp Mother misunderstood that Lu Li was worried about hidden dangers: "If you are worried about the problem, you can let Ophelia start first. Midnight City has already taken the steps to conceive divinity, right?"
This is not a bumpy road. Midnight City's method of incubating alien gods has been quite standard and even streamlined. What to do at each step has already been explained. Although the method of incubating alien gods disappeared due to the fall of Midnight City, the credit of Lu Li and the Land of Light is enough.
Get the complete method from God Town.
"I was thinking about the prophecy of the Eternal Dreamer." Lu Li explained.
"No need to do anything." After returning from Weiner Dungeon, Lu Li found the Eternal Dreamer again and got the same answer as last time. Rather than letting nature take its course, Lu Li believed that the prophecy was more like taking things as they come.
Just like a hungry scavenger walking on the street with the divination "you will have a full meal soon", the aroma wafting from the bakery attracted him to stop, and the rich man with the clattering money bag passed by.
But the scavengers ignored these and continued to move forward, walking out of the town, and then saw a steaming soft bread on the muddy road in the wilderness.
There is no need to deliberately do anything or choose anything, a suitable one will suddenly appear in front of you, like soft bread on the road.
But it does allow Ophelia to choose this path.
Ghosts occupy one of the four major systems of ghosts, evil gods, evil spirits, and weirdness. This is not because ghosts are closer to humans, or not just because of this - ghosts are as mysterious as the world behind them, and every ghost will become evil as long as he does not die young.
spirit.
And it's not too difficult - they just need to keep using power and let the breath of the other world occupy their souls, and they can become chaotic evil spirits that control the rules.
This makes Ophelia's power become a shackle for her. Every time she uses her power, Ophelia, who is infected with the aura of the other world, leans further into the abyss. She becomes stronger, but she also becomes less like herself.
Just like spraying water mist on a painting properly may make the painting look real, but spraying constantly will only return a ball of mixed colors.
This kind of mistake has already happened to Anna and should not happen a second time.
Considering that Ophelia will not refuse to become a god, the plan can be put on the agenda.
——The premise is that the twisted figure can safely become a god.
At this time, Lu Li suddenly smelled a breath that was more beautiful than human nature coming from the depths of his soul. Then he realized that it was not him who longed for the breath, but that it was lingering around him from beginning to end, invisible, undetectable, and untouchable, and was attracted by him.
Rejection of faith.
They are releasing desire.
At the same time, Lu Li felt some pure malice sweep across the camp, wanton and greedy, hateful and terrifying.
The only good news is that the source of malice is not in the Whirlpool and Ember Zones that have no time to pay attention to here.
"The twisted figure raised the divine fire?"
"Right now."
Now is the real beginning.
Strange creatures throughout Sugard Mountain and beyond will sense the divine aura that can sublimate their lives, and then swarm towards them.
"Can the camp survive to the end?"
After he finished speaking, Lu Li tilted his head and looked towards the south of the camp with a feeling.
The true form of the Swamp Mother appears on the agate stone path.
He watched from a distance as the shimmering mother of the swamp turned to the island in the middle of the lake and dwarfed slightly.
A soft whisper sounded in my mind.
"I was once protected by a knight with blood, and now I will protect you like a knight with blood, my highness."
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refuge.
The twisted cultists surrounding the residents knelt on the ground and murmured devoutly toward the direction of Agate Lake.
The murmured prayers here are clearer and louder than on the surface. Maybe it's because the echo spreads the sound, maybe because the residents' conversations converge into prayers.
A sudden shout disturbed the tranquility. Hades threw away the trainee exorcist, rushed into the crowd of residents, and punched and kicked the praying people.
"You're a bunch of lambs in a pigsty. If you don't want to turn into a catfish, just stop!"
What made him almost mad was that his stupid disciples actually thought he was going crazy again and came to restrain him.
"You...you guys have simply lowered the average IQ of exorcists!" Hades yelled with his uncovered mouth: "Let them stop!"
"...I'm going to negotiate with the Twisted Cultists."
Potter also felt that it was not a good thing for residents to follow the prayers, so he quickly approached the outlying twisted cultists. Soon, he rushed back with an ugly face: "Let Mr. Hades go... You are right, chanting prayers will make
Residents became believers."
People around were stunned. Hades pushed away the student's hand to support him and cursed: "Why are you still standing there? Shut up these idiots!"
The trainee exorcists quickly dispersed, running among the crowd to tell the truth and stop the residents from becoming "believers."
