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Chapter 253 Is it necessary?(1/2)

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Among the cities of the Northern Continent, on the Rosd Islands, and even in the hidden places of the Southern Continent, several Aurora members in black robes fell to the ground at the same time, vomiting large pieces of flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood form a word on the ground, and it is written in the common language of the Northern Mainland, and the meaning is simple:

"start"

These black robes who were acting in secret prayed in unison to the words of flesh and blood, and then solemnly ate the flesh and blood again.

"The oracle has been issued!"

"Everyone, it's time to sacrifice yourself to the Lord."

They stood up, took out props from all over the hiding room in an orderly manner, built a spiritual wall with their hands and feet, took out holy objects stained with the Lord's divine blood, and combined them with ritual powder and essential oils, and began to prepare the "real Creator God who was absolutely impossible to succeed.

The ceremony of surrendering”.

Tingen's God gave some inspiration to the real Creator. He did not necessarily need a divine body, nor did he need a divine priest to preside over it. Since he did not pursue success, he only needed to slightly modify the content of the Mystic ritual.

, Add the element of "God's Descendation" to the "Summoning Ceremony", add sacred objects closely related to the gods, and pray for the divine nature to come to you, that's fine!

Therefore, the real Creator released a little blood, and His current container was only Sequence 3. Although his divinity gradually became equal to the angels, it was not yet at the point where the seer died.

Then, the Aurora Society prepared ten divine descending teams at an extremely fast speed, led by the extraordinary people in the Aurora Society. When the real creator began to advance in Lasha, they followed one after another to hold a decent "

The ritual of God’s descending” interferes with the sight of the gods.

Simply put, ten minutes after the 1st starts, the 2nd starts, and ten minutes after the 2nd starts, the 3rd starts, and so on. The teams are distributed all over the place. Even if the entire army is wiped out, the ten teams can delay at least one hour.

, sufficient to complete promotion and deal with subsequent spiritual instability.

The simple version of the ritual can also produce a divine response after confirmation - but in fact, it only revitalizes the divine and spirituality in the blood and asks it to come to you.

Even if it is really successful, the real Creator cannot be allowed to descend to God there. It will only allow all members who participated in the ritual to be "baptized", be able to feel divinity in advance, and be promoted and digest potions faster and better.

This is one of the rewards the real Creator gives to those who survive.

The No. 1 God-Surrendering Team began to operate.

...

Lasha.

Within a few minutes, the occult connections with the spiritual world, and the blockade of the material world is completed, isolating peeping and blocking possible attacks.

The real Creator strengthened the only gap in the blockade - the connection with the land of God's abandonment, communicated with the essence, and used his own spirituality and connection to replace the ritual to gain power directly from the essence.

Under His prayer, the instinctive whispering behavior of the upside-down giant on the land of God stopped for a moment and became more intense.

At the same moment, the body of the real Creator in the outside world began to fade and expand, giving people the feeling that it gradually tends to be thick shadows wrapped in human form.

Countless black thin lines were derived from His body, which connected to the land of God's abandonment, symbolizing the interconnection of authority.

The painful murmurs exploded in my ears, but the real Creator easily controlled them, turned the murmurs into white noises lingering in my mind, and quickly transitioned from the body along the links they established.

The power of a Sequence 2 Potion. The ravings are twisted into words taken out of context by the power of "Elder of Evil Words", but the real Creator resisted the erosion of the majestic mystical symbols and raving information brought by the extraordinary characteristics of "Elder of Evil Words", and kept it

With his calm thinking, he was not affected by the anger and frenzied cry of his original body.

No matter how the ontology vents the pain of being shared and the rage of being betrayed, He maintains his current state, firmly and smoothly transitions to his due authority and strength.

The seal was isolated from the peeping below the True God, and the Lord's promotion was also smooth, but Medici was still paying close attention to the movements of everything in the island, holding the small bottle of three drops of blood in his hand.

Until it is over, He will not relax a little.

The demon in the distance brought a small chair and ate popcorn without feeling bored.

The real Creator received a prayer in his mind: Team No. 1 was discovered during the process, and the forced interruption of the ceremony caused more than ten people to change and madness. The church team is handling it urgently. Team No. 2 God's Descendence began, which means time

Ten minutes have passed. At the same time, Team No. 3 was noticed by the Church Extraordinary Squad for a week and was in a chase battle. I wonder if it could act as planned in ten minutes.

But it's almost over,

Edward stopped eating popcorn and looked at the real Creator who was rising spiritually, with a strange expression.

"Ally, I've wanted to ask about something."

He asked, “Why are you going to be promoted with my curse?”

"?!"

The real creator had no response.

Medic suddenly cast a terrifying look, and the thumb of the hand holding the bottle pushed upwards, directly pushing the plug!

He decided to use restart immediately - to restart the state of the Lord until the beginning of the promotion, and to let the outer God remove the curse on the Lord before holding the ceremony again!

Suddenly, He felt his body stiffen, his thinking was temporarily suspended, and the block that fell to the ground flew back and stuffed it back at the mouth of the bottle, as if a seal was completed.

His eyes were still free, and he glared at the distance: "Seah!"

"Don't be nervous, the angel of war, your Lord's person is swaying between the saints, angels and the true gods. Even the blood of the angel of destiny cannot accurately bring time back to its intact state."

Perhaps because it is a demon, even a word that is fine sounds like a cunning trap:

Edward left His plastic chair, reached out to pat Medici on his shoulder twice, and wiped the rising flames, making Medici even more angry: "Did you hear the thunder? It is expected to be a minute later

It will be high, and it is better for you to keep your strength until then."

Medic did not give his eyes to the surging sea water outside the island: "I violated the agreement."

"Disobey? No, I'm just gloating."

Edward spent half a minute explaining to him: "The natural mythical creature should also understand 'schadenfreude', right? It's like seeing a friend go out to treat him to dinner, but he didn't bring his wallet, so he didn't remind him to see him make a fool of himself - but of course

He will also bring his wallet with him and follow him to prevent him from making too serious mistakes and causing social death.”

"I'm that wallet."

The rumbling thunder sounded from far to near, but the real Creator, who had been promoted smoothly and in good condition, fell into silence for some reason. The edges of the huge shadows of the human figure continued to blur, and countless black thin tubes seemed to spread to all directions.

With the help of "Death" and "Prisoner" two ways of sealing, the corresponding spiritual world of Lasha has been blocked to almost unobservable, just like an ant-sized island with a coffin the size of a rice grain.

Inconspicuously blocked the "coffin" of the entire spiritual world, the sea water continued to rise, dark clouds in the air began to gather, silver snake-like lightning began to flash, and lightning storms brewed in the clouds, preparing to cover small areas of sea areas with indiscriminate views

The attack will find the "exception".

The only disadvantage of promotion at sea is this. Although the sea is vast, once the activity trajectory of marine organisms changes and suddenly moves away or approaches a certain sea area, the "natural disasters" at sea, "Nether of the Sea" and even "Lord of the Storm" will be very fast

Note.

"Okay, War Angel, don't stop me."

Edward comforted Medic casually: "Has the real Creator been confirmed to be in conjunction with the external gods? He should not know about other gods except Ya, so I will not be able to use high-level power."

He looked in the direction of the real Creator and pondered for two seconds.

"It is the curse of 'self-enhancement, weakening of strength' that conflicts with the current promotion, and it also brings a little pollution of 'memory' that has been harmlessly processed... Are there hallucinations now? Then that's it."

His tone is calmly narrated:

"The curse transforms, the second rises into the third--'the body weakens, the inspiration increases'."

"Memory search, screening, scene construction-"

"—I have a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time, allies—If the difference between the earth's gods and the outer gods is the paranoid pursuit of human nature and anchors, then what is the difference between you and your half body?"

526

When I first saw it, the scene in front of me seemed to be a land of abandonment.

The earth is covered with huge cracks like hideous scars, and monsters derived from malicious intentions and extreme emotions are hidden in the shadows. Countless pairs of eyes are hidden in this land without light, and are always filled with the breath of blood and pain.

But when He tried to look carefully, the dark plain suddenly turned into a vast and abundant grassland. The dark red liquid flowing in the cracks of the ground turned into a clear and clean river in an instant, windingly outlining the grassland.

Beautiful arc after another.

The shepherd's singing came from a distance. The real Creator turned his head and there were large areas of domestic animals on the grassland. They were driven by the shepherd and moved on the green grassland like white clouds.

"This is……"

He realized that something was wrong with these pictures. There was never such a link in the promotion ceremony of "Elder Bleeding Words". The real Creator almost immediately wanted to use extraordinary power to break through here. However, he suddenly realized that his extraordinary power had disappeared.

The power of flesh and blood magic, shadow spells and ravings disappeared, and He seemed to have become an ordinary person.

What shocked him even more was that at the moment when He realized all this, an abnormal emotion emerged in His heart - tension!

And He himself naturally made this emotion appear and slowly transformed into uneasiness, which seemed to be a very natural thing, and he did not think I was surprised at all.

"The disappearance of extraordinary powers has also caused my divinity to disappear?"

The real Creator quickly understood the situation, and his expression became distorted again, and he was even slightly angry.

"Is this His authority? "Decline" actually has such a role..."

Feeling my current full humanity—or I have completely become an ordinary person. The real Creator felt a little strange when he was shocked and angry. The wind was warm. Butterflies flapped their wings and flew on the grass, and sporadic blooming on the grassland.

The flowers were fragrant, and He re-perceived the known world with the simplest and most basic means, and suddenly felt that everything ordinary was so fresh.

Since we come, we will be at peace. Without the guidance of spiritual perception, the real Creator will find a direction to move forward casually.

On the way forward, a little lamb bleated. The real creator observed secretly for a while, and pulled up the lamb with a wave of his hand, touching it with inexplicable skills.

It was uncomfortable to walk on the grassland with leather shoes. The cross hanging at the end of the silk jingled. He was blowing the wind and pulling the sheep, feeling very good, but he was still wondering what the outside god wanted to do when he got him.
To be continued...
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