Blasphemy: 8Under the setting sun
The layers of bright red that are so thick that they cannot be dissolved or dispersed are wrapped around and lingering on Achilles's naked body, just like countless of the most infatuated women who are still **** after their lovers after a night of carnival. Gentle. Achilles flew in front of the Pope and Augustus, leaving a heavy red trail behind him.
With a plop, Augustus knelt down heavily. His heavy body caused tiny cracks on the white stone ground under his knees.
Returning to his hometown this time, Achilles always exuded the aura of the Lord God Tiratmis. In the face of the supreme majesty of the Lord God, Augustus, who was only a low-level angel before his reincarnation, no matter how powerful he had developed through his own efforts in this plane, had no choice but to surrender.
This is the instinct that comes from the deepest part of the soul.
Under the illusory red mist, Achilles's appearance has broken through the secular definition of beauty. As for Augustus, who was kneeling on the ground, after seeing the returning Achilles for the first time, he only left one word of evaluation in his heart: Demon.
His beauty has become a monster.
The Pope tried his best to open his eyes wide. Finally, a little ripple appeared in his turbid gray-green eyes, and in the center of the ripples, a thick and bright red was spreading.
The Pope raised his head and looked at Achilles. His eyes seemed to have seen everything, but also seemed to be looking at nothing.
"Congratulations to Lord Achilles, you have come with the power of the Lord God this time, and you will surely succeed in the battle. Although we humble beings can't help you with anything, I still want to ask, do you have any orders? ?"
Achilles' bright red eyes gradually lit up. In an instant, his bright red gaze seemed to have substance, and it gradually extended from his eyes until it reflected the sky above and the clouds below. , and the entire Great Temple of Light!
Augustus's head lowered, and his burly body was already trembling slightly in front of Achilles' sudden power.
In the entire space, only the statue of the Supreme God stood quietly, watching these indifferently, not affected by the bright red at all. The changing space of tens of meters around it was like a forbidden area, and the arrogant Yan Hong did not dare to approach that area at all.
Although the old Pope can always stand in front of Achilles, he, like any helpless and powerless old man, allows the bright red to flow in and out of his body.
Achilles suddenly said: "Give me a list."
"List?" the Pope asked in confusion.
"They are the heretics who have the ability to prevent you from spreading the honor of the Supreme God. Give me a list, and before I destroy Audreyh, I can clean up these guys who overestimate their capabilities."
The Pope nodded and said feebly: "As you wish, Lord Achilles."
He slowly raised his withered hands and stretched forward. For a moment, this old man who might pass away in the wind at any time seemed to be holding countless planes flowing in the torrent of time. !
"The glory of the Lord shines brightly from today to yesterday; the Lord's eyes understand all the cause and effect in the world..." The pope's mantra was extremely heavy, and from time to time the ripples of time would faintly overflow.
At this moment, the past, present, and future seem to have overlapped in this old man!
Slowly, one image after another appeared in the sky. Some of them are wandering, some are practicing martial arts, some are doing magic experiments, and some are even lying flat with their eyes closed, as if they are sleeping. They had no idea that a pair of bright red eyes were watching them, and they were just minding their own business.
As the image faded away, Achilles slowly closed his eyes.
The Pope suddenly coughed violently, and his figure looked a little older.
"I still need the souls of ten thousand sincere people." Achilles's voice was extremely pleasant, but it sounded a little greasy. If you listened to it too much, your ears might be filled with a rich red color.
Achilles' words surprised the Pope and shocked Augustus' kneeling body.
"Ten thousand sincere ones?" asked the pope.
"Ten thousand."
Augustus, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but said: "But the conditions for becoming a sincere person are too harsh, so their number is very rare, and it is extremely difficult to replenish them. Lord Achilles, you will consume it all at once." Using more than half of the most sincere people, this is very detrimental to spreading the glory of the Supreme God!"
Achilles's eyes slowly opened. Under those two bright red gazes, Augustus felt that his body and consciousness were no longer under his control. He was almost lying on the ground and could only Trembling to accept the punishment from the superior.
"Now that I have returned here carrying the glory of Tiratmis, from now on, this plane no longer needs new angels to come. Go and do it!"
The Pope sighed, said, "Please follow me," and took the lead.
There is still a kilometer distance between the top of the long steps and the central gate of the Great Temple of Light.
It’s just that every step the Pope takes, there is a sense of change. When he took the first step, he was already standing in front of the temple gate; when he took the second step, he was already in the center of the Hall of Light!
Achilles always followed the Pope, and the distance did not change at all.
After the Pope was established, when time only advanced a small and imperceptible step, the space in the hall fluctuated, and Augustus also appeared in the hall.
The main hall on the ground floor of the Great Temple of Light is extremely majestic!
The entire hall is a hundred meters high, without a single stone pillar to support it. I don’t know how it was achieved. When viewed from the outside, the Great Temple of Light is only a kilometer in diameter. Overall, it looks more or less like an exquisite tower. However, at this moment, the Pope is standing in the center of the temple. Where he steps, there are actually a kilometer away from any wall. So far!
The inside and outside of the main hall seem to belong to two completely different spaces.
The main hall is extremely empty, with no decoration at all, and no statues, altars or other buildings can be seen. However, it no longer needs any modification. The huge space itself is already the supreme shocking power, enough to convince all humble souls!
The Pope slowly turned around in place.
Everywhere he looked, it was like a curtain was opened that was big enough to cover the world, and a whole new world appeared before his eyes.
This is a huge, beautiful and peaceful valley. This valley has perfectly presented the life-long dream of every person who lives a hard and toilful life.
The scenery here is picturesque, with green trees and crisscrossing streams and springs, nourishing the incredibly fertile land. Beautiful houses are scattered throughout the valley, with architectural styles from all over the mainland, and it can be seen at a glance that these houses are all made by the most brilliant architects.
There is no severe cold in the valley, but only warm breezes. The fruit trees in the woods are full of fruits, there are schools of fish swimming in the streams, and all kinds of delicious birds and animals roam freely in the forest tops and grasslands.
There are naturally indispensable people in the valley, and not only humans, but also a large number of elves, dwarves, dwarves, and even orcs, dragons, and dark elves, all races that have always belonged to the chaotic and evil camp. The different races get along very harmoniously and happily. For people living in this valley, their daily livelihood has become a pleasure. What they like to do most when they are not busy is to debate philosophy and theology. The rest of their time is spent worshiping the Supreme God and the gods of the heavens.
The sight of humans, orcs, and dark elves kneeling down in a temple at the same time, worshiping the gods of heaven, is probably beyond the imagination of anyone.
The valley is actually not big, and the total number of creatures of all races contained in it does not exceed 20,000. Among them, humans are the most numerous, accounting for more than three-quarters.
At this moment, the Pope, Achilles and Augustus were standing above the valley, looking down at the people in the valley. The people in the valley went about their lives as usual, completely unaware that there were three people above their heads watching their every move.
From Achilles's perspective, the edges of the mountains surrounding the valley gradually blurred. Achilles knew at a glance that that area was an extremely unstable space. Every moment, countless space fragments would break away from here and swim away, while many new space fragments would be added. Therefore, the mountain range that forms the edge of the valley has actually been changed countless times.
"Lord Achilles, the most sincere ones are already here. You can choose for yourself." The Pope said.
Achilles nodded, and he slowly scanned the entire valley. Wherever his eyes passed, the figures of many people became transparent. When the people around them saw this scene, they were all so happy that they knelt down and begged, begging the Supreme God to give them glory and glory.
The next moment, the valley had disappeared, and the Great Temple of Light returned to its original state. It's just that this time, there are more than ten thousand believers from all races in the hall. These believers remained quiet and knelt on the ground, waiting for the most sacred moment to arrive.
Achilles opened his mouth, and in the tender lips and between the crystal-like jade teeth, a small but extremely bright red light lit up!
This red light seemed to have great suction power. As soon as it lit up, the faces of the tens of thousands of sincere people in the hall showed a look of extreme pain at the same time!
Achilles closed his eyes, and the bright red on his lips became brighter and brighter!
With a hoarse scream, a sincere person with the worst constitution shook several times and finally fell to the ground. A bit of his soul had already flown out of his body, flying towards Achilles' mouth like a moth to a flame, and melted into that bright red in the blink of an eye.
The screams kept coming out, becoming more and more dense and shrill. All the sincere ones were trembling and struggling in pain, and their souls flew towards Achilles in a few at first, and then dozens or hundreds of them poured out together and merged into him. The bright red in the mouth.
Finally, the lingering sound of the last scream slowly died out in the hall.
In the vast hall, tens of thousands of corpses were scattered everywhere. The faces of these sincere people are full of panic, terror and doubt, and they cannot see the joy and peace when their faith is achieved. Their expressions are still lifelike, and their bodies still have residual warmth, but these sincere people who regard faith as the first priority of life have now turned into shells.
In fact, the value of these bodies alone is unimaginably huge. Augustus looked at these bodies speechlessly and could only sigh.
These sincere people, each of whom has a very good physical body, has a great chance of successfully bringing an angel of the lowest level to descend. But now, just Achilles, an angel of light, has consumed ten thousand sincere people! Moreover, he is like the pickiest carnivore, only eating the most delicious souls, and simply regards these rare bodies as nothing.
The glory of Achilles now has the majesty of the Lord God, which low-level angels such as Augustus cannot look directly at. But Blood Angel refused to look, and knew that Achilles' originally naked body already had a slightly transparent armor on it. There is a seven-color halo flowing in the armor.
Using thousands of souls as copper and the power of the Lord God as a furnace, is it just to refine such a armor?
Augustus was extremely puzzled, but when he was in heaven, he was just a low-level angel, and his knowledge was extremely limited. When he was reincarnated, he left most of his memories in the heaven, so he really knew nothing about the origin of Achilles' seven-color crystal armor and its power.
It’s just that, ten thousand sincere people, at least the body that can bring thousands of angels to descend is replaced by a piece of crystal armor. Is it worth it?
"Your Majesty, is it...worth it?" Augustus finally asked.
At this moment, Achilles had already left, and silence returned to the hall.
"Lord Achilles came with the glory of the great Tiratmis, and his decision is equivalent to the will of the great god, so whatever he says, we will do it." The Pope said this in one breath Talkative, he seemed very tired, and after resting for a moment, he said: "What's more, with the power of Master Achilles to destroy countless planes, and with the power of the Lord God himself, who can defeat him? Your Excellency is right, he is like this Now that he has made up his mind to come back once again, the supreme heaven does not need to send angels to come again. What's more, the crystal armor he refined does not have no origin."
At this point, the Pope coughed violently again.
Augustus stood quietly, waiting for the Pope to tell the origin of the crystal armor.
The Pope managed to calm down his breathing. However, after he pondered for a long time, he suddenly sighed and said: "At least for now, Lord Achilles is invincible. But absolute power is not everything that determines fate. The reason..."
Augustus thought hard, but was puzzled.
This is a strange and bizarre world. In this world, there is no sky, no green trees and no rivers. There are only tall and dangerous peaks that are as sharp as a knife.
Among the peaks, an extremely loud dragon roar suddenly sounded! While the long dragon roar was still echoing among the peaks, a huge silver dragon soared into the sky from the peaks! It is nearly a hundred meters long from head to tail. Not only is it twice the size of any known silver dragon, even the ancient red dragon, the largest among the dragon clan, may not have the same dragon body as this strange one in front of you. The silver dragon comes huge.
The silver dragon stared at a fat man who looked extremely small in front of him with a pair of amber dragon eyes, and his anger almost came out of his eyes!
"Humble thing! You killed my noble parents and enslaved my body for so long. Even if you moan in the sacred dragon flames for ten thousand years, it won't be enough to redeem your sins!" Silver The dragon roared, and its roar even caused some mountains to begin to collapse!
In front of the huge silver dragon, the naked and bruised Rogge was not even as big as one of its dragon eyes. However, the hateful smile on the fat man's face has never changed: "Indeed, I killed Krisferena with my own hands. The death of the great Nicholas is simply a shame. And you, not yet born You have used your life force to support the operation of Oracle City for such a long time. You are right, the tragedy of your family was all caused by me, and this is my sin. But so what? Who can judge Me? You?"
"That's me!" The silver dragon suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dragon breath, hitting the fat man hard. Rogge was wrapped in dragon flames and slammed into the ground! In this world, the temperature of dragon flames was also unimaginably high. In an instant, all the flesh and blood on Fatty's body were burned cleanly, turning into a charred skeleton.
The silver dragon roared, and the charred skeleton flew up from the ground and returned to its eyes. It still said with hatred: "You underestimate the noble silver dragon clan. Although I was never born, I have the memory and knowledge passed down with my soul! Now that you have entered my spiritual world, I think you are still How to get out! Although I won't be able to completely destroy you for a while, as long as I destroy you enough times, your spiritual body will completely dissipate! It's best for you to persist longer and suffer more pain. Only then can my ever-burning anger be calmed down a little!"
The charred skeleton suddenly moved, and flesh and blood grew rapidly on it. In the blink of an eye, an intact fat man appeared in front of the silver dragon. He smiled and said: "It seems that your spiritual world is only suitable for dragons to survive, and you have made yourself so huge and powerful, so you should think that you are invincible, right?"
The silver dragon was startled, and it vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The fat man continued: "The thoughts of any existence will be bound by some invisible rules. For example, in your spiritual world, you can become whatever you want. But you are a silver dragon, you Instinctively, I will only think of turning into a silver dragon, at most a bigger silver dragon. This is the limit of the rules. Well, I will show you now, how it should be in a spiritual world Survive!"
Before he finished speaking, the fat man's body suddenly expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a giant dragon that was a hundred meters long, almost transparent, and with a faint flowing light under the crystal scales! There are actually five dragon heads of different colors and shapes on the giant dragon's huge body!
The strange giant dragon transformed by the fat man let out an earth-shattering roar, and layers of dragon power surged out like furious waves, washing away the soul of the opposite silver dragon one after another!
In front of this dragon power, which all came from the superior dragon, the frightened silver dragon's body gradually began to become paralyzed!
The knowledge and experience it gained through soul inheritance are actually very limited, and not long after it gained autonomous consciousness, all its perceptions were sealed in the eggshell by Hughes. Just like a young child, no matter how talented he is, he can even memorize a classic philosophical masterpiece, but it is impossible for him to understand what is really said in it.
Similarly, this young silver dragon has never even been born, so how does it know how to deal with unexpected situations?
It successfully introduced Rogge into his own spiritual world with his knowledge of past lives. In this place, all strength and skills are useless. What the two sides compete with is only the strength of the spirit and the tenacity of the will. Generally speaking, no matter how strong the mental power of an ordinary human being is, it is impossible for him to be stronger than a high-level dragon. Many advanced dragons are born with the ability to use powerful dragon language magic. In fact, this is due to their soul power that is far stronger than other races, and the strong spiritual power based on it.
The young silver dragon originally thought that even if it lost to Rogge in the spiritual battle, it would at least be a lose-lose outcome, and the result of serious damage to the spiritual body was that of an idiot.
From this perspective, the young silver dragon, which is already at the mercy of others, can be regarded as partially avenging its parents.
It just never imagined that before Rogge's mental strength was revealed, his tenacity of will would already have a chance to be fully demonstrated. ~IndoMTL.com~ In the first few fights, the unprepared Fatty had no power to fight back. Facing this huge silver dragon that he had never seen before, he could only be burned to charred bones and then resurrected. Then he was burned to a crisp, over and over again.
The young silver dragon could not even imagine the pain this process meant!
Another roar shook the entire spiritual world, interrupting the silver dragon's panic.
The dragon roars of four different tones stirred and echoed each other. Only the largest dragon head in the middle did not roar. It just stared coldly at the poor silver dragon in front of it. Its cold eyes seemed to be watching. A lamb waiting to be slaughtered!
The roar of the dragon echoing in the air has not yet ended. The huge and colorful dragon body of the five-headed dragon has already rushed forward with lightning, knocking the silver dragon to the ground! The two entangled dragons even knocked down two mountain peaks!
The four heads of the five-headed dragon came out at the same time, biting the limbs of the silver dragon respectively. Then the dragon head in the center struck out with lightning and bit the silver dragon's neck!
Before biting the silver dragon's neck bone, the five-headed dragon whispered in dragon language:
"Strong will is not the whole reason to determine destiny..."