Abnormal paradise - #539 - Chapter 531 The War of Faith and Another Eye

As the saying goes, soldiers and horses go first before food and grass are used. To start a war of faith between strongholds, it is also necessary to prepare various resources. After all, war is not limited to the level of belief in ancient gods. Under normal circumstances, the Dream-Shining Sect, as the initiator of the war, It was necessary to raise a large amount of resources in advance and mobilize a large number of manpower, but at this time, the Dream-seeking Cultist who appeared above the sick capital was only Ananda, and the war preparation resources were nowhere to be seen.

However, the chief priest of the epidemic did not take it lightly, and he did not dare to laugh at the Shimeng Divine Cult, because after his own divine son died in the Holy Land of the Divine Cult, everything was out of control.

Dark clouds are covering the city, and there is no light in the sky. Only the cracks in the ground of the sick capital can seep out the continuous light. However, in the past, the majestic atmosphere of the Dragon Pillow Sea has now become completely lost with the arrival of the master of dreams, and the winding lights are dim and swaying. , like facing a destructive storm, but the strong wind from the cold land did not actually flow into the cracks in the sick city, but the lights that were almost sealed by the covers still shook in a confusing and disturbing way.

The dancing lights and shadows take on the appearance of a dream picker, quietly blending into the disease capital and even the entire plague land, awakening the power of dream fruits and accelerating the change of the beliefs of plague believers.

The chief priest of the epidemic was alert, and suddenly had a bad premonition. It seemed that the disease capital, as the home venue, was becoming stranger little by little.

He wanted to explore the unusual situation, but the severe situation did not allow him to do so. Ananda came to kill him alone, and there were fishmen inside who took the opportunity to cause trouble. Any outsider staying in the sick city might add fuel to the bad situation. Originally, according to the plan, several near-gods who participated in fishing in the poisonous pond would become an important force in countering the Dream-Shifting God Cult. However, as the Death Dragon of the Abyss escaped, the titled user was trapped in the poisonous pond, and the Son of the Disease God died tragically in the Holy Land. Instead, what was sanctioned became a diseased place that invited all the heroes.

The only good news is that the Cult of Plague is fighting at home, which can use a lot of power of faith, sublimate the skills and power of believers, and awaken those powers that have been dormant for a long time.

Any faith origin that has formed a large scale and has some foundation will generally allow the strong men of the divine religion who were on the verge of death in the past to follow the call of the gods and actively enter a state of slumber to delay their death, only to be awakened by the power of faith and contribute their last bit to the God-Zun Church. strength.

Although the Plague God Cult is restricted by the environment and is small in scale and has little foundation, it also benefits from the special environment of the Plague Land, so that the disease is always far away from the flames of war. Many sleeping strongmen have no chance to wake up until they die of sleep. This is Let the Plague God Cult always retain about thirty sleeping experts.

When they were at their peak, they were all epic gods, and there were even ten title-level combatants among them.

This is the confidence of the chief priest of the disease. It is precisely because of the existence of this power that he does not have to be too afraid of the “medical team” with the same mysterious origin, and can effectively deter the strong foreigners staying in the disease capital to prevent them from being greedy and wreaking havoc.

Buzz!

In the “Detoxification” church located deep in the mountain, there stands a statue of a gentle man wearing a veil. This is the detoxification statue used by the mother body of the epidemic to collect faith. The devout believers who visit it every day will not know that behind the veil. The figure below is not the face of the Virgin Mother, but a hateful face, which is completely a pile of rotten flesh and blood differentiated from the mother body of the disease.

At this moment, a Venerable Epidemic received the order from the officiant and led many believers behind him to sing the Epidemic Prayer to inspire faith. The Wen Wan statue then emitted a brilliant light, turning into a dreamy stream of light that poured under the veil, causing the mass of rotting flesh and blood to vibrate and emit a noisy buzz similar to the mother body of the disease.

puff!

Suddenly, the crazily vibrating rotting flesh bulged violently, spurting out a pustule. The pustule fell to the ground and shattered, pus and blood flowed out, and an old man with a rotten body but surrounded by fluorescent light appeared with an insect face.

Seeing the old man’s pair of scarlet worm eyes glowing again, the Venerable Epidemic who was standing by the side immediately bowed and explained the symptoms of the disease.

“Got it.” The insect-faced old man responded indifferently. His long sleep prevented him from having complex emotions. Similarly, the dozens of old figures who were spit out by rotten flesh and blood did not feel the heavy attack of the Dream-seeking God Sect. Angry, they only have one thought in their minds, which is to kill all the intruders until their body vitality is completely exhausted.

Swish swish swish!

There was no need to deliberately allocate them. The ten near gods headed by the insect-faced old man immediately led the team out, divided into multiple forces, and rushed to different directions, either to suppress the powerful ones who caused trouble, or to join forces to deal with the Hanged Man, or to help the epidemic. The chief priest besieged Ananda, or participated in the battle of the ancient gods without fear of death.

The combat power of more than thirty near gods is undoubtedly a terrifying force that can determine the direction of the war.

Upon discovering that the Cult of Plague had launched its ultimate method so quickly, those powerful foreigners who were planning to take advantage of the situation immediately shrank their hands and feet and ran away. They had become the hanging man of the god and encountered a lot of trouble. However, he already knew the outcome of the war. He was not worried about his own safety, and the same calm mood was reflected on Ananda’s face.

“Priest Shimeng, who gave you the courage to attack the sick city single-handedly?”

The chief priest of the disease couldn’t figure out why Ananda was so reckless. With insufficient manpower and resources, he followed the Dream Pickers to launch a war of faith. If the possibility of arrogance is ruled out, the only explanation is that the other party thought that as long as By sending these forces, the Plaguelands can be converted to their faith.

Are you kidding me?

Are you really a dream picker, or are your past dreams the master?

Although the title envoy from the depths of the Sin Realm failed to play an ideal role, it also showed that the mysterious and unpredictable big shots still wanted to suppress the Dream Pickers.

Looking at Ananda’s compassionate face that still bore the mark of a slave, the priest of the plague subconsciously believed that the other party must be prepared, but how much “preparation” should he have to withstand the final power of the plague cult?

Ananda did not respond. Even when facing enemies several times his own, he did not change his compassionate face and indifferent eyes. It was as if the diseased god who appeared in front of him was also a lost lamb that needed to be saved.

The insect-faced old man who met the chief priest of the epidemic, did not want to waste time, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: “Kill him, and all questions will be solved!”

“is teacher.”

The chief priest of the epidemic nodded to the insect-faced old man who was the former chief priest. He realized that his mood was disturbed by Ananda because of the death of the Son of God. There was no need to look forward and backward. The right thing to do was to cut through the mess with a quick knife.

Even though Ananda has extraordinary fighting power, how long can he last alone? The Epidemic Cult, which is fighting at home, has a lot of resources to squander. Even if they waste it, they can kill all the invading enemies, including Ananda!

However, the various problems that plagued the chief priest of the epidemic were real. A piece of bad news quickly hit him on the head like a bolt from the blue.

The two near gods responsible for controlling the transportation of resources sent a message at the same time saying that the ancient gods of the star world who guarded the treasure trove of the divine cult brought with them the millennium accumulation of the plague divine cult…

Escaped!

…

The treasury of the Plague Cult is placed in a small space, and its location is not a secret to Yu Yan and others. However, the Creator’s intelligence did not show that the Plague Mother Body actually sent an ancient star god to guard the treasury, and this ancient star god God has absolutely no loyalty to the mother body of the disease.

When Yi Yan used the Infinite Magic Carpet to escape into the treasure house space, he came face-to-face with the ancient god of the star world who looked like a fly. Several people who were not mentally prepared were more or less shocked, but everyone saw that After passing through the strong wind and waves, he quickly entered a fighting state and faced the Ancient Fly God directly without making any twists and turns.

Roar!

Mogel, son of the God of the Sun, took the lead. Having regained control of the Core of the Sun, his combat power returned to its peak. Without saying a word, he used his most skillful battle cry [The Power of the Sun]. After the data increase of the Core of the Sun, The special effect level has reached the peak of the divine level, which is at the same level as the plague death flame of the Son of the Plague God.

The power of the sun, which combines damage, control and enhancement, is already the top-notch existence among war cry skills. After the special effect level reaches the peak of the god level, it plays an unparalleled role, interrupting the ancient fly god’s plan on the spot. The super battle cry creates perfect starting conditions for fighting masters.

“This power is so strong!”

The fighting master clenched his fist, feeling the full strength of his limbs, his rough face couldn’t help but smile, and then punched his heart.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

This punch seemed to turn on a switch, making the fighting master’s heartbeat as clear as Huang Zhongdalu’s. He laughed at the two embers and said: “An ancient god from the star world is worthy of my [Fighting] Heart] is gone!”

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the fighting master suddenly disappeared on the spot. The two Yi Yans quickly looked at the Ancient God Fly, and then saw the fighting master punching the ancient god of the star world who was a hundred times bigger than him. He was stunned. After somersaulting, most of his head was broken into pieces, and the remaining half of his dark green compound eyes were filled with pain and panic.

Bang!

It was only then that the crackling sound was heard from the air-breaking punch, and the fighting master who delivered this brazen punch was filled with blood and steam emitting from his body, frightening the ancient god of the star world to the point of backing up, while also making Ember speechless. , Xin said that if he had insisted on taking the road of fighting, this would probably be the result.

Fighting heart?

It doesn’t seem to be the name of the energy core. Could it be an abnormal project?

Ember was very curious about this, so he planned to get rid of the ancient star god in front of him, and then find a fighting master to learn from it. But just when he was about to take this large fly to test the actual combat effect of the Nirvana Plague reaching 70% of its secrets, the ancient fly god with half his head disappeared without looking back!

With a flap of its wings, it broke through the space barrier and got out.

Yu Yan originally thought that the ancient fly god would stay in the sick city, and hurriedly led people to chase him out. However, when the ancient fly god saw the dream picker occupying the sky, he felt as if he was seeing a natural enemy. He flapped his wings in an increasingly frightened manner, and once again Breaking through the space barrier and entering an unknown special plane, Ember couldn’t pursue him even if he wanted to.

The real world not only hides in the shadow plane, there is no corresponding method, and it is impossible to enter it. Even if you are lucky enough to enter it, you will be crazily besieged by plane creatures, so Yi Yan can only suspend the pursuit, even if the disease treasure house he cherishes is destroyed by the ancient fly god Hunched on the back.

“After all the calculations, I missed something. This thing dares to abandon the mother body of the epidemic? Has his faith been eaten by dogs?” Yi Yan was stunned, and looked at each other with his two companions. They both felt that the ancient fly god was too party-minded. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he ran away and took away the strategic resources of the Plague God Cult.

What was even more horrifying than Yu Yan and others were the Plague believers who had just arrived. They never expected that the Thousand Years of Accumulation of the Plague Cult would be lost just like that!

No one thinks that there is still a possibility for the Ancient Fly God to turn back. If there is, it will definitely need to be looked for by the Disease Mother itself. But now that the Disease Mother has too much time to take care of itself, how can it have time to distract it?

Since the Dream Picker appeared, the mother body of the disease has been dragged into the dream. No one knows how the battle between the two ancient gods is going on. Only the rapid consumption of the power of faith shows the power of the ancient gods. The intensity of the battle.

If the ancient god of faith takes action with all his strength, his power can even reach the point of surpassing the divine level!

Therefore, despite the fact that there are many assisting plague mothers who are called near gods and fearless of death, as soon as they approached the battlefield of the two ancient gods, they were torn into pieces by the invisible and immaterial aftermath of the battle. They could only use the power to reach the end. The flame of life brings some power of faith to the mother body of the disease.

Mortal bodies are not qualified to participate in battles that believe in ancient gods. Even if they are stronger than Ember, they will only die.

After receiving the bad news, the chief plague priest wanted to inquire about the details of the “lost” treasure trove, but the follow-up summons made him frown, because the three Embers, whom he hated deeply, appeared near the entrance to the treasury space, and began a battle with fewer enemies and more enemies. “Group” battle.

“The loss of control has increased.”

The chief priest of the disease saw with his own eyes that the ember drove his own son to a dead end. He knew that in the face of such a strong man who could break the rules, numbers were basically meaningless. Furthermore, the son of the sun and the four-armed demon also performed amazingly. Such a force The composition of unparalleled strength can completely make the situation completely out of control and accelerate its progress.

Thinking of the fish-men clan with ulterior motives and the medical team that has been on standstill until now, the chief priest of the disease sighed in his heart: “I still underestimated the glorious past of the Dream Pickers, who could actually cultivate such a powerful force outside the stronghold. It’s really hard to guard against…”

The chief priest of the disease had obviously misunderstood something, but the Dream Picker, who had been dormant for many years, did arrange some unpreventable means.

When a large black cloud plunged the entire Plague Land into darkness, the seven narrow cracks across the land suddenly vibrated slightly. The special power that remained here immediately followed the will of the dream picker and released the last of it. Boundless divine power.

People living in the Plague Land have thought about the cause of the seven cracks in the ground, but they would never have thought that these seven cracks in the ground were the traces of battle deliberately left by the Dream Pickers before they fell from the altar.

At that time, his opponent was the Six-Eyed Evil Spirit. When he retreated to the Plague Land, the Dream Picker’s eyes had already been taken away by his opponent.

But even after being beaten to the point of falling, Dream Picker did not give up secret planning, and arranged a way out for himself to make a comeback between battles. These seven long and narrow cracks in the ground that he cut were one of the pillars of his comeback.

As the seven dream fruits were successfully activated, the power of dreams contained in them was quietly instilled into the plague believers. The remaining dream-picking power in the seven cracks in the ground immediately acted as a catalyst, making the wonderful dreams accumulated for many years immediately come to the plague believers. Complete the brainwashing and forcibly transform them into dream-picking believers!

For a time, even the chief priest of the disease himself was affected by the dream, and his loyalty to the mother body of the disease was almost shaken. The venerables and favored ones below him could barely rely on their realm to resist, but the believers of the disease with lower strength could , but at least 90% of them instantly rebelled and became followers of the dream master.

The consequences of the massive loss of believers are self-evident, and the suffering pope is the most tragic portrayal.

He was relying on the power of faith to struggle against the disease mother body of the Dream Picker. However, due to the loss of faith and the ebb and flow of the power of faith, he fell into an absolute disadvantage. It was no longer possible to resist the Dream Picker’s proboscis from sucking his own divine power.

Gudong! Gudong!

In reality, the two ancient gods were still facing each other across the sky, but in the dream world, the dream picker began to enjoy the feast of the gods.

The power of the disease mother body is continuously drained into the dreamer’s body, and he, who is sinking into a deep dream, has no ability to stop it.

It can be said that the death of the mother disease is destined to come soon. In front of the dream picker who has been planning for many years, all its advantages are like a flower in the mirror.

However, just like the banned core of the Sun and the rescued Son of the Disease God, variables that should not exist have appeared again.

The title envoy, who was alone in the plague poison pool, closed his eyes and pursed his lips. He gently opened his chest gauze, revealing the fair skin under the clothes and a narrow vertical eye.

When this eye opened, Ananda and the dream picker were touched at the same time, because this eye was the dream picker that was forcibly taken away by the six-eyed evil spirit!

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