I am God Chapter 272: : The Lord of Radiance and His Sky Messenger

The temple of the Lord of Spirit and Radiance.

Crowds of Wingmen praying.

It can be seen that their pupils turned completely white, and their consciousness broke away from reality and entered an unknown space.

With the sound of prayer, beams of light came out of the main hall and overflowed into the palaces on both sides.

here.

There are also a few white-winged men kneeling, and they all have very serious eye injuries.

Two of the Wingmen appear to be dying of serious injuries.

One of them had a pair of wings torn off and a hole in his chest.

The other shoulder was bitten off along with the arm.

It was a terrible scar from the battle with the monster, and the wound should have been made by the Winged Demon.

A strange white light prevented their wounds from spreading and aggravating, and protected the wounds, which is why they did not die after suffering such heavy injuries.

But even so, they don't seem to be able to last long.

However, they still knelt on the ground piously and prayed to the gods, as if they didn't care that they would die.

And at this moment.

Under the radiance of that light, the wounds on these white-winged men are slowly healing.

As for the white-winged man who lost his arm and wings, his arms and wings could be seen growing out little by little.

"Lord of Radiance"

"Lord of Radiance"

This makes these white-winged men even more fanatical.

The language in which they invoked the gods did not belong to any known language.

However, from the root of Yiren's writing, you can find some shadows of wisdom written by Sansanye people in the previous era, but the pronunciation is very different.

Because their writing originated from this huge spiritual gate, and it was created by imitating the "God's writing" on the spiritual gate.

Queen Meld of the Winged Ones knelt in the center of the crowd.

Her strength is also constantly unfolding, and the power that erupts continues to rise.

At the same time.

The white wings on her back are also constantly changing with the extension of power.

Soon.

I saw another pair of wings spread out behind her. The wings of those wings were completely smooth, and each feather carried holy spiritual power, which originated from the original power of power.

This hasn't stopped yet,

The third pair of wings spread out like a pair of light wheels, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and the power of the Winged Queen Meld reached its peak.

Third level power holder.

She has three pairs of wings, light and slender, and looks even more divine and beautiful under the light.

The beauty that does not belong to the world.

You can see that each pair of her wings has different powers.

"All Sky Messenger."

"Thank God!"

Winged Queen Meld opened her arms and raised her chest high.

Meet the light that shines from the spiritual door.

Other winged people with the shape of gods are also in front of this spiritual door, urging their power under the glory of the Lord of Radiance.

The bodies of all Wingmen became transparent in the light, revealing their true core and strength.

There is a divine stone between the brows of every Baiyiyiman.

This sacred stone is usually invisible.

But as soon as they stimulated the power, they saw the **** stone turned into a sacred white pattern on their eyebrows.

This sacred stone is bestowed by the gods, it is the core of their power, and it can even be said to be the most important place.

The stronger they are, the less vital they are.

At the level of the Winged Queen Melde, as long as her brain and the God Stone are not destroyed, it is difficult to kill her even if she is completely destroyed from the neck down.

This is somewhat similar to witch spirits and alchemists.

These two are also gradually getting rid of the shackles of the body, transferring everything to the lamp of the divine deed and the book of witch spirits.

After a night of prayer and singing.

The door of spirituality opened wider and wider, and the light became more and more intense.

Winged Queen Melde and many white-winged men finally stood up.

They sang hymns, and their expressions were solemn.

The gate of the temple was completely opened, and everyone walked outside singing hymns.

They followed the light and came to the edge of the cliff little by little.

Hundreds of white-winged people maintain the connection between the mythical gate and the human world. The light source emitted from the gate is like a white sun shining towards the cliff.

Winged Queen Melde's face is extremely devout, but that piety reveals a lofty indifference.

"Mortals!"

"Welcome to the gift of the gods!"

"This is your sacrifice to the gods, and it is also the test of the sky for mortals."

At the foot of Mount Fenboukin, there were already hundreds of Wingmen waiting.

Waiting for that white divine light.

The city on the top of the hill is like heaven.

Holy, majestic, beautiful.

White Wing Wing people wear soft and delicate feathers and lead a luxurious life.

They hold the power bestowed by the gods and enjoy everything aloft.

The place at the foot of the mountain is extremely barren.

This is a city built under the shadow of the mountain, all of which are dilapidated wooden shacks, where tens of thousands of Yiren live.

This place is dark, damp, and poor. Compared with the above, it seems like the difference between heaven and hell.

The city at the foot of the mountain is inhabited by ordinary Wingmen, these ordinary Wingmen with taupe wings have no clothes and eat the worst food.

Wingmen live by hunting.

Only the strong can conquer the sky, and only the strong can hunt the beasts.

And these people basically survive by collecting all kinds of edible plants, and they are all skinny.

Some of them are refugees from other cities of Yiren, some are abandoned old people who can't survive, and some are seriously injured and seriously ill.

There are also some children who grew up here, born of poor people.

Every month.

There are always people who can't survive coming here.

They came here, longing for the gift of the sky messenger in the City of Glory, and praying for the protection of the Lord of Radiance.

A sky angel.

It's what ordinary Yi people call those Bai Yi people.

The sky messengers on Mount Fenboukin will release some food to the poor in the city at a fixed time every day, maintaining the life of these poor, old and weak, and demonstrating the grace of God.

Every month, the city of glory on the mountain will also conduct a trial of the sky.

This early morning is the day when the trial of the sky begins.

The light shining from the Temple of Radiance is the sign of the beginning of the trial.

On a high platform built of wood.

A group of Wingmen climbed up one after another, looking up at the top of the mountain.

They have been waiting all night.

These wingmen were either seriously ill or seriously injured during hunting, and there were also people who were born with or were disabled due to injuries.

They looked at the bright white light shining down from the top of the mountain, as if they saw the light of salvation from the gods.

There is intense desire and anticipation in their eyes.

Looking at the light, I faintly saw a door leading to the Kingdom of God in my heart.

"Blessing from the Lord of Radiance." Yiren, who was already sick and skinny, stood up vigorously at this moment, and the pupils in the deep-set eye sockets were trembling.

"Look, there is a great God in the light." A tortured patient spread his brown wings and was about to fly towards the sky, but his strength was exhausted, and he became pale after flying less than tens of meters. wobbly.

A young man who seemed to be in good health also flew upwards with all his strength at this moment, breaking into the white light.

"I want to fly up, I must fly up."

"I want to be the messenger of the sky too"

There are hundreds of Wingmen participating in the trial, and all of them are bathed in light at this moment.

In the light.

Hundreds of Wingmen gradually faded away, and the blood wisdom and hidden power they inherited from the first generation of Wingmen were extracted in the light.

Mix into the light.

Into the gate of myth.

The figures turned into transparent in the blur, and completely dissipated in the transparency.

Only scattered gray feathers were left, falling from the sky.

And in that unseen light, above the great gate that hides and lies on the edge of illusion and reality.

You can see the tree-like pattern on it.

Its trunk, its branches and leaves became slightly brighter.

The blazing white light dissipated, and only a few dozen people survived.

Other people who disappeared.

In the words of the heavenly angels, they were inspired by God, they entered the kingdom of God, and became one with God.

The pains and deformities of the dozens of people who survived all disappeared.

They are under the light of God.

Reborn.

"Okay, I'm all right."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm really well."

"This is the grace of God, the gift of God."

They circled down the mountain shouting wildly, they shouted for the grace of God, and the people in the city at the foot of the mountain looked at them enviously, thousands of people knelt on the ground and expressed their devotion to this miracle prayers.

As for those who disappeared, no one paid attention.

As for one of the people who accepted the sky trial, a strange change occurred in the light.

Three layers of light emanated from between his brows, through which he saw a huge door.

On the door.

He saw the wisdom species of the previous era, and saw the beginning of all wisdom - the Sanye people.

He saw the evolution of archaeopteryx and all things, he saw the mystery of life, and saw a brief history of evolution for 200 million years.

Although he didn't understand what that strange-looking humanoid creature was.

He didn't even understand the vastness and vicissitudes hidden in those patterns.

He only felt that in his brain, a powerful force extracted his most fundamental things.

That is something more important than his body, the source of wisdom and consciousness.

He lost his memory first.

Then lost all desire.

Subsequently, he lost even his wisdom, and became an existence like grass, trees and rocks.

But under the power of the mythical gate, he combined his spirituality with other forces to create a stone in a way that only gods can know.

The moment the stone was born.

His original brown wings lost their original color little by little in the light.

His ugly lower limbs and claws had lost their feathers and turned into long, muscular legs.

He flapped his wings and rushed into the sky.

Huge gate towers appeared in front of his eyes, and there were even water channels and springs on the top of the mountain, all kinds of strange and extraordinary creations.

He saw the mighty Winged Demon chained to the pillar, and saw the sky angels standing in front of the giant gate.

The City of Glory.

Only the messengers of the sky can climb here.

And now.

He's here.

"I made it."

"This is what I became the sky."

The New Sky Envoy looked at his wings excitedly, and touched the lines between his brows.

In front of the Radiant Temple, a group of sky envoys looked at the newcomers and said.

"Not bad, this time a new sky messenger was born."

"Your Majesty, this time God's grace exceeds last month."

"God also sensed our piety.

The other messengers from the sky stepped forward and extended an invitation and welcome to him.

Spirituality is the source of wisdom and the key to the connection between body and spirit.

It is like a hub, connecting everyone's wisdom and body,

And the power of the sky angel comes from this.

The sky angel can repair or even change and distort the original form of a life through spiritual interference,

First-level sky angels can heal their injuries through divine magic, and the most peculiar thing is that they will change according to the most beautiful form they know, their spiritually perfect form, that is the form of sky angels.

Second-level angels, they have the power to heal and heal others, and they can also use this power to easily destroy other people's bodies.

Third-level sky angels, they have a special form. This kind of power, the winged queen Melde, used it once, and it took away the spirituality of countless creatures in an instant, turning all lives into a pool of rotten flesh.

At the same time, they also have the innate power to control the wind.

Have to say.

From all aspects, Sky Angel is very powerful.

The new Skybringer is full of unease.

Kneeling in awe in front of the Radiant Temple, he bowed to Her Majesty the Queen.

The powerful posture of the opponent's six white wings unfolded, the power above the mortal world.

It made him tremble.

"Her Majesty."

"Thank you for your kindness"

Winged Queen Medel stared at him and said something.

"It is God who gave you strength, it is God who redeemed those who should have died, and it is God who allows you to integrate into the door of spirituality."

"A new sky angel."

"You should thank the gods."

The New Sky Envoy kowtowed hurriedly, and headed towards the Radiant Temple.

"The great God of West Asia!"

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The trial of the sky is over, and the Winged Queen Meld finally regained her power.

Her three pairs of wings turned into one pair, the divine lines on her forehead receded a little bit, and the majesty and holiness on her body also faded a bit.

As the door of mythology closes, the light that flows into the present world also dissipates little by little.

The New Sky Envoy still kept kowtow, kneeling in front of the Temple of Radiance to pray.

Meld turned around.

The other sky envoys saluted respectfully and sent her away in place.

"Let him kneel here."

"Let him know that as a sky ambassador, he should always put the gods at the highest place and in his heart."

Sexa makes meld so divinely beautiful.

She is dressed in a white robe and has a perfect face.

But under her devout face to God, there is a lofty indifference.

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The noon sun penetrated the curtains and shone on the winged queen Meld.

Melder was holding a clay tablet to watch, repeatedly checking whether the words on it were correct.

The characters of the Yiren are engraved on the clay tablet, which is also the common method of writing and recording by the Yiren.

They made clay tablets and carved words on them with wooden knives, and then preserved them after drying in the shade.

Very primitive.

But no technology is required, and the cost is very low.

Melder put the clay tablet aside and asked the sky angel standing at the door.

"Is Duma back?"

"Not only did she not even participate in the prayer these days, she even missed the trial of the sky this month."

"What did she do?"

The Sky Envoy at the door came in and said to Her Majesty the Winged Queen.

"His Royal Highness Duma went out to inspect, and I heard that he went to the southeast."

Meld nodded: "She's back, let her come here."

A figure soaring through a sea of ​​clouds appeared in the sky of Glory City.

The opponent swept down from the clouds and landed in front of the gatehouse in front of the Radiant Temple.

The girl is exactly the strange white-winged man that Avon saw on the Evill Peninsula before, and she is also the angel of the winged man.

After the girl landed on the top of the mountain, she walked under the gatepost.

There is a chain wrapped around the pillar, and a terrifying winged devil is tied to the other end of the chain.

She stroked the neck of the gigantic pterodactyl.

The winged demon raised its head and let out a hiss.

Colorful fluorescence immediately flowed from its body, and its skin became crystal clear.

The winged girl and the winged demon seem to be very familiar.

She also hugged the winged demon's neck and closed her eyes, as if she was talking to it with her heart.

In the Wingman clan, only a young girl has tamed the Winged Demons through her own special power, making these terrifying monsters obey her orders.

The snake man signed a contract with the monster with the magical power bestowed by the mother of life, thus possessing the power to control the monster.

The winged people have never had any kind of spiritual contract magic, and they can't tame these monsters at all. When they usually encounter monsters, they will either kill them or be killed by them.

A sky envoy came over and said after saluting to the girl.

"His Royal Highness Duma."

"You are back."

Duma heard that her mother wanted to see her, so she immediately walked towards the aisle on the left side of the temple, and walked through several aisles before arriving at Queen Meld's bedroom.

Meilde asked Duma: "Why don't you come to participate in the trial of the sky, you clearly know that today is such an important day, so you didn't come back early."

Duma looked at her mother and said with an expressionless face.

"Obviously there is no need for sky trials, our power can directly cure the diseases of those people below."

"There is no need to choose a sky messenger, you know who can become a sky messenger better than anyone else."

Melder knew that Duma had objections to the monthly sacrifice, so she deliberately avoided the sky trial.

"It's all worth it."

"All we have done is for the great **** to wake up from his deep sleep."

Meld turned his head and looked at the Temple of Radiance outside the window.

"And."

"The one who can dedicate the great glory to the Lord, can enter the kingdom of God."

"Isn't it our pleasure?"

Melder's originally indifferent expression changed into another face the moment he faced the god.

The huge mythical door appeared in front of her again, and there was reverence and yearning in Melder's eyes.

There are also obsessions.

"This is God."

"If He wakes up, we will be angels serving Him forever."

"We will enter the kingdom of God and step into eternity with God."

Meilde turned his head to look at Duma first, and said to his most optimistic and cherished daughter.

"Duma!"

"You have the purest and most powerful blood in this world, and you are destined to become the envoy of God."

"You shouldn't question me, but help me make it happen."

Duma wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it in the end.

She always feels.

Could they have made a mistake in the way they sacrificed to the gods.

Can such a sacrifice really wake up the gods from their deep sleep?

Do real gods need such a sacrifice?

Meilde and Duma looked at each other, one with fanaticism and piousness, and the other with a calm look that reveals a faint daze.

Mother and daughter both have an indifferent face, but they have different emotions and personalities under the faces.

Melder asked Duma: "What the **** are you doing?"

Duma hesitated for a while, wondering if he should tell what he saw during this trip.

But in the end, she still felt compelled to say something.

She doesn't know whether those strange intelligent species with tails are friendly or evil, and whether they will pose a threat to the winged people.

As a member of the Wingmen, Her Majesty's daughter.

It is necessary for her to inform her own group about the existence of this possible threat to the winged people.

"I saw some strange beings. They have the same upper body as us, but they have tails underneath."

"They are intelligent, have their own language and characters, and have mastered extraordinary powers that are different from ours."

"But I have never seen such an existence, and we have never heard of such an existence before."

Except for the Wingmen from the first generation, no one has ever seen the Snakeman again.

After the death of the first generation of winged people, there was no record about the past. All the winged people didn't know their origins at all, let alone the existence of snake people.

Meilde looked at Duma and asked her seriously.

"You mean?"

"Have you met another intelligent species?"

"How is this possible? We are the only intelligent species in this world."

This is the thought of all the winged people who inhabit this land.

Duma confirmed: "But, I really saw it."

Melder did not speak for a long time, but finally spoke.

"I see, this matter must be investigated."

"Go back and rest first!"

Duma backed out, and Melde immediately walked through the corridor that belonged to her alone.

She came to the Temple of Radiance and began to pray to the gods again.

Her spirituality is highly synchronized, and her consciousness has gradually separated from this world and came to another realm.

"God of dawn and dusk, Lord of eternal light."

"I look forward to your guidance, why does another intelligent species appear in this world, and what does their appearance represent?"

"Is this your will?"

The existence in the gate of spirituality has gone through sacrifices again and again, and it seems that they really have some good spiritual wisdom.

This moment.

The existence inside the door actually spoke.

The voice was chaotic, depraved, and evil, speaking slurred and incomprehensible words.

But it fell into Melder's ears, the voice was so sacred and beautiful.

Because.

That was the guidance God gave her.

In her eyes, she seemed to see the most beautiful picture scroll in the world, a great existence stretched out her hand to herself, and accepted herself with certainty.

"Take the path of wisdom and open the gate of eternity."

"Spirituality, Wisdom, Desire Knowledge, Our Truth"

"Original sin, truth, the man in the bottle of myth"

"Get everything back."

"My Wisdom"

Finally, the voice let out a roar that shocked the sky.

"Shaw."

The word Xiao is pronounced by Sanye people.

In the mouth of Yi people, this word reads West Asia.

Melder saw the patterns on the door light up one after another, and the entire path of wisdom was lit up one after another.

Melder felt a force enveloping her, not just pulling her consciousness to another world.

Even her body.

It all started to disappear into reality.

In the dark.

Meilde raised her head, and she found that the mythical gate in front of her was magnified dozens of times.

She left this world and stood directly in front of this door.

Melder was very excited.

The sockets of her eyes even became moist. The last time this happened was the first time she opened this mythical door.

"God!"

"Did you call me again?"

She stepped up the door step by step, and even almost broke into the door of myth.

But at the gate, she stopped.

Her hand directly touched the door of mythology, and she couldn't move.

Melder touched a taboo, and part of the knowledge engraved on the spiritual door was passed into Meldr's mind.

She saw the cup of the sun, she saw the spiritual activation technique, and she saw the method of receiving the spell seal.

This is the technique of priests belonging to the previous era.

In this era, they no longer need the Cup of the Sun, nor do they need to receive the brand of divine magic.

But the following knowledge is completely different.

She saw the way from Tier 3 to Tier 4.

The divine grace of the clover.

The concept left behind by the first generation of truth sage Sunderan, and his student Lan En perfected the magic.

Melder saw an ancient temple.

In the temple, there are stone slabs one after another, countless powerful magic arts, and the most advanced knowledge of magic arts in a civilization.

An ancient slate was engraved with words that Melder did not understand, but the slate immediately turned into the power of teleportation, and directly printed the words into her mind.

Melder was completely stunned, she didn't expect that there was a stronger power above the third level.

"What is this?"

"With a mortal body, touch the power of the gods?"

Melder looked at the door of myth, tears finally flowed from his eyes.

"Is this the gift you gave me, God of Radiance?"

"Do you want me to be your apostle?"

The third level is already the limit of the power of mortals, and the fourth level is the process of transformation of mortals towards mythology.

One of their organs will turn into a mythical organ, with life beyond the limit and power beyond the ordinary.

And the fifth-order demigod.

Looking at the stalwart door in front of you, you can understand the power of the demigod.

Melder felt that the moment he let go of his hand, he fell from the darkness.

She reappeared in front of the statue, kneeling under the altar of the Lord of Radiance.

Meld looked at the statue and raised his hands high.

"I was right."

"This is the grace given to me by the gods, a reward for me."

She shouted excitedly and said in a trembling voice.

"Look!"

"The gods are waking up from their slumber little by little."

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Ever City.

His Majesty Sidi looked at Afran and said in disbelief.

"Have you discovered the existence of a suspected Winged Man?"

"How is this possible?"

"In the mythology, those winged people should be dead, how could they still appear?"

Avon shook his head: "I'm not sure if it's a wingman, but she does have wings."

His Majesty Sidi: "With wings, you don't necessarily have to be a winged man."

"Could it be that some god's apostle walked out of the kingdom and walked in the world and just happened to be met by you?"

His Majesty Sidi made this speculation, but no one can answer it.

"The most important thing at the moment is, will the appearance of this strange person have any impact on us?"

"She is the only one here, or is there another group."

Afoan discussed with His Majesty Sidi for a long time, but in the end they had no clue.

They know too little, and it is difficult to know more information just by seeing a woman with wings, let alone respond accordingly.

His Majesty Sidi: "Let's do this first!"

"I will send someone to investigate this matter, but Yafuan, you should break through to the third level, right?"

"If you become a high-ranking witch spirit, we don't need to panic no matter what happens.

Avon nodded: "It's almost there."

Sidi said seriously: "Are you sure?"

Avon: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm ready."

He returned to the Temple of Knowledge and took out his Book of Witch Spirits.

The Book of Witch Spirits has been filled with various divine spells, some of which were learned by Afran himself, and some of which were created by himself.

The power of these magical pages blended together, faintly emitting light.

When all the divine arts in the Book of Witch Spirits are combined, they can be gathered into a page of truth.

That is the power of the upper witch spirit.

Avon said, "It's time to break through."

He became a second-order from the first-order through the bequest of Xiuburn, and he mastered the right hand of Poric, a magical item.

After so many years of precipitation, he thinks that the accumulation is enough.

Finally, it was time for a breakthrough. He was confident that the type of divine arts he had mastered, and the page of truth formed could surpass the former Xiuburn and gain even more powerful power.

The third level is already the peak combat power on Ruhe Giant Island.

In Avon's view.

If I can become a high-ranking witch spirit, and make good use of the power of Polic's right hand, a magic tool, I don't have to be afraid even if I encounter any crisis.