Chapter 607： disaster (2/2)

The knights quickly pulled their swords in their hands and shouted: "Stop! You are on the foreground of the Viscount!"

The tall figure stopped, and the shadow of the dark hood seemed to have a pair of heterogeneous eyes watching the knights in front of them.

The knights suddenly felt a little itchy.

In the towns, one by one, wearing black robes, the figure nearly three meters high came out from the dense fog.

They seem to have no destination on the street, but they appear almost everywhere in every place.

The closed doors and windows opened, and a large number of civilians hiding in the houses came out.

They were nervous, some were fanatical, and some were delighted. They took all kinds of expressions, silently and tacitly walked up the street, behind those tall figures.

There were more confused and unsightly sights appearing behind a fan-opened window. The owners of these sights looked at the scene on the street, as if they didn't know what happened, but with the tall black robe figure walking from their eyes. However, the sorrows in these lines of sight gradually faded, and they also opened their doors and took to the streets.

On the roof of a church, the almost identical Geminis stood on the eaves and smiled at the scene in the fog.

“Have you heard that?” they whispered. “The heart really started to beat...”

......

The heartbeat is filled in the entire underground rift, strong and powerful, shocking the minds of everyone who dares to step on this place.

The dying heads of the eternal life of the flesh and blood stood on a platform floating above the magma, holding their breath, and watching the front with enthusiasm and expectation.

A large mass of meat that is bound by a rune chain in the air is constantly squirming with the heartbeat, constantly changing. After each heartbeat, this distorted piece of meat will be more condensed, even more detached from the horrible, dirty Bloody form.

It gradually condensed the limbs, gradually condensed the fur, and gradually condensed the shape of a giant deer.

Numerous slaves blindfolded, blocked ears, and rune collars lined up on the long bridge and walked along the bridges leading to the body of the false gods, whenever they approached the giant deer. Within a few meters, their bodies will be eroded by some invisible force, instantly turned into an indescribable twisted flesh and blood, and integrated into the body of the false gods. Most of the flesh and blood will be abandoned as “waste” and fall into the lower part. The moving magma, only a few "factors" that shimmer with shimmer, left behind and became the "food" used by the growth of the **** of the gods.

It is a **** factor, a component of the gods that has been inherited from the time of the Gangster.

Now they are reuniting and are shaping a new god.

However, the quantity is still not enough. This level of "sacrifice" is not enough. The process of awakening the body of the false **** is stagnant in the last step. The giant deer that has already had a sacred and powerful sense is floating in the magma, it is still tight. With his eyes closed, the blood vessels and muscles under his fur and fur are constantly squirming, as if he is continuing to polymerize and collapse.

A figure came out from the depths of the shadows. He wore a complex black sergeant's robes, but his face was hidden in the depths of some distorted illusion. He volleyed to the head of the "Giant Deer", the end of everything on the platform. The deceased and the more distant priests have been neatly stumbled: "The Great Master!"

For centuries, he kept himself in the secret room, and almost never appeared in public. The great dean finally left his room and came to this last ceremonial place.

"There is only the last step," the man who shrouded his face in the illusion. "The awakening of artificial gods requires more gods and requires the first and last believers...

"let's start."

......

Hey...

The soldier swallowed his mouth nervously, even though the figure wearing a black robe had stopped at his feet.

He had to scream for his courage: "Take the hood down immediately!"

The black robe stood motionless, until half a minute later, he only slightly sideways, as if listening to the sound of the air.

Subsequently, it took off his own hood, and the black robes were quietly grayed out in silence.

A giant, intertwined with flesh and blood, stood in the thick fog, and the crystallized eyeballs without human characteristics looked at the soldiers in front of them.

The soldier opened his mouth in a huge horror, but he had no voice to send.

He stared at the giant, shuddering, as if watching the angel of God, his teeth quickly turned into crystals, the body grew a cluster of crystals, the knots creaked, and the energy between the flesh and blood surged.

He looked up, in the direction of rapid alienation, he saw a sacred radiance in the depths of the dense fog, a white giant deer came out of the glory, the giant deer had a light cast corner and crystal texture of the eyes .

Julu looked at him mercifully, as if he was watching everyone in the world, and sighs came from the glory.

The sigh seemed to contain endless regrets and helplessness.

Ansu 738, the month of recovery on the 10th.

The first disaster that the power of the gods set in this era was opened by the hands of human beings.