Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 418: Believers

Respect is the honorific title that the follower honors the great existence.

The name of God is the original name of the great existence, the most powerful and the easiest to get a response!

The Archaic dominators that Fang Xian has contacted with include the goddess of fertility, the existence above the throne of wild hunt, and the king of dusk.

However, these are all respected names, not **** names!

At this moment, the strange pronunciation he heard made him sure that it was the name of an archaic ruler.

The more you recall, the name becomes clearer.

Hoooo!

The wind whimpered, seeming to be afraid of the name.

It is...

......

"I have experienced rebirth and death, but I cannot reach the other side...

Death chases the shadows, no Fanghua will not die from the withering...

This psalm will grow and give you immortality..."

Smith recites the immortal poems aloud.

As the most important part of the adventure, this psalm undoubtedly has ‘power’.

Keep reciting every day, at least he feels his spirit is highly condensed and becomes keen, and he can find the subtle expression on the faces of people around him.

This let him know that many classmates feel that he has become ‘weird’, and even his friends are starting to alienate him.

But nothing.

After getting the doomsday prophecy, if it’s not his parents, he wants to drop out of school.

The daily poem reading part is over, Smith prays again to the lost god: "The lost god...you are the source of the warlock, the master of All-Heavens samsara...you are the master of power, the existence of immortality, the king of endless time and space !......Your believers pray for your awakening, for your response, for your favor!"

Praying did not respond in the slightest, making Smith sigh.

The Lost God lost his real name and fell into a deep sleep.

Therefore, as a believer of the Lost God, members of the Apocalyptic Order must try various ways to wake him up!

Since this time, Smith has been doing the same thing, but unfortunately it has no effect at all.

"But it doesn't matter, one day, I will wake up my lord."

After Smith finishes his prayers, he goes out, goes to school, returns home, rests like a normal person...

Therefore, his parents felt that he had just become a little bit lonely, and had no other ideas for the time being.

Smith went to sleep this night.

Hoooo!

In his dream, he heard the call of the wind and the sound of the waves hitting the reef.

A vague call, mixed with many voices, passed on.

It was a very vocal pronunciation, a bit vague at first, but with the strangely amplified sound of the waves, Smith gradually heard clearly.

Nikolaya!

Although there may be some mistakes, Smith believes that the pronunciation he heard should be close to or similar to this!

After giving birth to this idea, he suddenly felt that his "Immortal Psalm" was surging out of darkness and coldness, spreading all over his body!

Smith "woke up" at once.

If you said that you were in a nightmare, you can’t move your body.

At this time, he woke up suddenly and restored his ability to move.

Wow la la...

The sound of waves is coming from all around, and the air smells salty.

Smith found in amazement that he did not know when he had arrived on an island.

The sky is overcast with clouds, and it seems that the storm will come next moment.

The dark water was surging and flapping against the rocks.

"If I were you, I wouldn't make a fuss..." A sweet voice came from the side.

Smith looked over and was surprised to find that there were still some people around.

The closest to him is a young girl with long blond hair and a tall figure, and her eyes are like blue gemstones. She is looking at him at this time: "Do you also believe in the lost god?"

"Yes, yes." Smith nodded subconsciously.

The girl suddenly burst out with a smile that slightly distracted the teenager: "Then we are companions, you can call me Vivienne, a scholar who pursues supernatural powers. I have explored many relics of supernatural powers, but found that the great Most of them are fake until I get in touch with that piece of pottery..."

"Hello, my name is Smith, why are we here because of the call of my god?" Smith asked curiously.

"No, I am afraid that is another reason. Have you heard that voice?" A thin, tall man next to him looked somber: "That name!"

"Nikolaya?"

Smith asked subconsciously.

At the first exit, the storm in the sky came instantly, and the storm swept through!

"You idiot, don't have any common sense of occultism, don't say it!"

The tall, thin man shouted angrily: "The owner of this name may be the enemy of the Lost God... Now, the danger is completely detonated!"

Come on.

The sea level is divided.

The humanoids one after another came out of the ocean.

They are covered with scales, and some have kelp hanging on them, and some of their bodies are fish and shrimp.

"Nico...Raya!"

They have a hoarse voice, as if they haven’t spoken in a long time, but they recite the name and charge the believers of the Lost God!

"Ah!"

Screams came.

A believer who was too close to the coastline was directly overwhelmed by the army of scales.

They caught him, cut his limbs, forced him to call the name of the great existence, and soon tortured him to death.

That is not an ordinary torture method, which must contain spiritual shock and pollution!

"What is going on here?"

Smith snarled softly.

"I don’t know... but I don’t want to be like that, use spells!"

Thin and tall shouted, chanting the mantra first.

The spiritual coercion of the immortal psalm is released, like the tide, impacting the army of scales.

The leading dozens of monsters immediately fell to the ground and struggled painfully.

But more scale people step on the body of their companions and continue to attack without any hesitation.

Smith stumbling to read the mantra~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing that the girl named Vivian took out a knife and stabbed him **** his arm.

At the same time, the phantom of a **** bird emerged, spread its wings, and flew towards the enemy.

It seems to have crossed the invisible blade, cutting off the disgusting scales, the huge pliers of shrimps and crabs, and the grim head.

‘They are so powerful, this is... Is my Lord a true believer? ’

Smith also casts a spell, but unfortunately has limited power and can only knock down a few monsters.

"Withdraw...too many monsters."

The believers retreated while fighting, and finally came to the center of the island, surrounded by monsters in all directions.

There are too many monsters, almost endless.

"Are you dying? What the **** is going on?"

Smith asked unwillingly.