Even if the god who holds the throne high has fallen, as long as his name is still praised in the world and there are still believers, then he has the possibility of resurrection and return from the long river of time.
"I can understand the resurrection through blood sacrifice, but this scale is too petty."
Muria stared at the building that had been reduced to an altar under the cover of the bloody magic circle. For a human civilization that had developed to a sufficient level, hundreds of casualties at one time would be a very tragic event.
But to the gods, the blood sacrifice of hundreds of mortals is simply ridiculous. Even the evil god who is not afraid of meat and fish is unlikely to accept a sacrifice of this scale.
The gods who have fallen and are eager to be resurrected will not accept it. After all, what can be resurrected with a sacrifice of this scale? Even reviving consciousness is difficult.
"It should be the personal behavior of believers or speculators who have obtained the power of gods."
Muria touched her chin and made a judgment. Fanatics who long for the power of the gods and think that their wisdom is higher than the gods, although rare in number, have never disappeared.
But more than the fanatics who long for the power of the gods and replace it, there are the unbelievers who want to steal the power of the gods.
Of course, these are all operations by geniuses and madmen, and the most orthodox and least difficult way for mediocre people to obtain the power of gods is faith.
"Let me see if he is a brain-dead believer or a lunatic fanatic!"
Muria looked at the skyscrapers that caused chaos in the city and stepped out. When he reappeared, he saw people all over the ground groaning in pain.
A crimson light filled the space, and all the people who came into contact with this light fell to the ground weakly. In Muria's eyes, he could see traces of blood being forcibly extracted from these people.
Leave.
This was an extremely horrifying scene, but Muria was indifferent to it, because he had seen too many similar scenes, including even more cruel ones, and it was nothing.
"Help me!"
At Muria's feet, a man in a suit and ties raised his head with difficulty, looking up at the handsome boy who suddenly appeared next to him. He was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw and prayed to him.
"Please take me out of here, I can give you everything I can give."
"Who? Has someone come to save us? Am I here? Please take me out of this damn place."
"Merciful Father God, did you hear my prayer? Thank you for your protection!"
The man's cry for help immediately attracted the attention of other victims in the office. With their lives in danger, they couldn't care less and started calling for help one after another.
Facing these calls for prayer, Muria's expression remained unchanged, but a golden light bloomed on his body. The light spread, dispersing the bloody light in the office, and then, there were groans and exclamations.
Rings.
"What's this?"
"Father God, have you sent your saints to save us?"
"This is a miracle!"
The mortals who had received shelter and whose vitality was no longer being drained stood up in relatively good physical condition, and then saw Muria standing in mid-air.
Even if the scene in front of them challenges their world view, they have to accept the fact that the pain just now and the feeling now are the difference between hell and heaven.
"You are..." Just when someone had the courage to ask Muria's identity, a black-red mist filled the air. Along with the mist came people as big as fists and as small as mosquitoes and ants.
spider.
These sudden spiders appeared on the walls and the ground. Some spiders clung to the ceiling, and even spun out spider silk and hung down to climb onto Muria's body.
After these insects approach Muria to a certain range, flames will ignite from their bodies and burn them into powder. In an instant, a circle of powder will pile up around Muria.
"Gee, it's such a domineering power. It can't even get close. I wonder who this young gentleman is? Why would he interfere with the ceremony held by our dark believers."
Black mist gathered in front of Muria, and the unique "thump thump thump thump..." footsteps of high heels came from far to near, and then a person wore a tight black gauze skirt and a veil, covering most of her face, only revealing
A voluptuous woman with plump lips appears.
The long platinum hair on the woman's head is hanging down, most of it is collected by a black eight-clawed spider hairpin, and a small strand of it is wrapped around the woman's white neck and falls on her chest.
"Dark Believer? It sounds like the name of an organization, but how can I let a bastard like you deal with me?" Muria asked politely with a smile.
And these words immediately caused a few veins to pop up on the woman's forehead, and she was treated as a trash fish as soon as she appeared on the stage. Who can bear this result, "Bad fish? Ha, it seems that you have very strong means, Mr.
Then let me see it!"
Thick black mist surged from the woman's body and spread toward Muria. Wherever the black mist passed, the size of the spiders on the ground and walls expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"boring!"
Muria stretched out his palm and pressed it gently, and the surging flames swept through like a storm. The spider, which could no longer be regarded as a normal creature, was burned by the flames and let out a "squeaking" scream, and then turned into ashes.
"What a powerful force, little sir. I'm no match for you, gurgle. There will be more powerful people to deal with you next. I wish you good luck. Goodbye."
Seeing that the siege formation she had set up by stalling for time was destroyed by the violent flames in an instant, the spider woman's expression suddenly changed. After a few words, she was ready to leave.
"Goodbye? Do you want to fight me a second time?" Muria chuckled and shook her head.
boom!
Relying on the power contained in the dragon's body, orange-red flames instantly filled the floor where Muria was located, and then exploded.
Wow!
The glass on the entire floor shattered, and there was a crisp sound of glass shattering. Large and small glass fragments fell downwards, causing waves of frightened shouts.
At this time, Muria strolled up to a charred black human body lying on the ground, twitching constantly. The graceful body curves were full of great temptation for males before they were destroyed.
But no matter who it is now, they will no longer be interested in her. On her head, a black spider headdress mixed with flesh and blood indicates her identity.
"you……"
Mrs. Spider opened her mouth with difficulty and wanted to say something, but a burst of flames poured out of her mouth, interrupting what she wanted to say. Then, her charred body cracked and turned into charcoal.
"Although I have always found this woman's pretense to be annoying, I have to admit her strength. You are very good at being able to kill her in a short time, but how much power did you spend on this? Boy!
"
The sound of heavy footsteps came, and an outrageously tall man wearing armor appeared in front of Muria's eyes. The skin on the left side showed bright red, and there were some inhuman bones on his body.
bulge.
"Are you stalling for time?" Muria glanced at the red giant, and then looked at the top of his head. He just showed off his operation and wanted to go directly to the top of the building, but ended up on this floor because the space was slightly shifted.
Already.
"What are you looking at? Boy!"
There was a crackling sound of the air being torn apart, and a huge hand ax whizzed towards Muria, but a scene appeared that made the red giant's eyeballs explode.
"I'm not interested in playing anymore."
However, the child of seven or eight years old held the blade of the hand ax with one hand. The snow-white ax gradually turned red and shiny in his hand, and then melted into molten iron and fell from the tips of his palms.
"Boy, you are quite capable. You make me more interested in this," the red giant said with a ferocious smile. "I hope you can hold on under my hand for a little longer and let me enjoy it more. I like children like you very much."
."
"Copper smelting?" Muria lowered his eyes. The next moment, he appeared in front of the red giant and patted him gently on the forehead.
Bang!
The red giant's helmeted head split open instantly, and as soon as the red and white parts dispersed, it was wrapped in flames and burned. Then, the giant's headless body slowly fell.
"Let me see if it is the resurrection of the gods or the greed of mortals!"
Ignoring the panicked ordinary people behind him, Muria punched the ceiling above his head, and the black punch instantly destroyed all the concrete layers above.
Then Muria flew up along the passage he created, and when he encountered anyone who dared to block him, he directly destroyed it with one blow. This local extraordinary organization called "Dark Believers", the average strength of its members was not very strong.
The strongest ones can only reach the Silver level.
Finally, he appeared on the top floor of the building that had been reduced to an altar, in a hall with an area of several thousand square meters that had all the walls opened.
Burning black flames spewed out from the charred heads, forming an endless land of bones. On the earth, a bitter hurricane swirled. In the hurricane, twisted faces could be vaguely seen, as if they had died tragically.
Wrong soul.
And this is the scene painted in this hall, which makes people feel like they are in the hell of the dead. Muria has no sense of this, although the blood array hidden in the mural makes him feel good
, but the methods used by the organizer are really terrible, and they can’t even copy the gourd.
"You actually broke through the blockade of my useless subordinates and came here to hide your identity. Regarding your behavior, I really don't know how to comment. Should I say you are lucky or unlucky?"
A dry and hoarse voice sounded, with unconcealed pride in it, "Being able to witness the birth of a true god is the greatest honor in your life, but sadly, you have offended the true god who is about to be born."