The Original Seeker Chapter 297: When the fireworks are in full bloom
"Exit..."
"Exit..."
Using their own thoughts as the introduction, the believers of the entire Mysore City, their thoughts are all connected by Ramdor, turning them into the third oppression besides the glorious palace and the great protection of the city, oath To kill the Baimo town trapped in the middle.
The spiritual fluctuations between the heaven and the earth reverberated, almost condensing into a real wave, constantly pressing towards the light ball, the light became shaky for a while, like a candle trembling in the wind.
As long as people in Mysore, even if they didn't know anything about Bai Mo, they were temporarily assimilated into fanatical avengers in this environment.
"I should also be courteous."
closed his eyes and felt the ubiquitous oppression. He found that his spiritual will had improved a little bit, but the road ahead of martial arts was still dark, and there was still no pioneer to open a new chapter.
Xuan Hua, which was originally in the form of plasma, began to drop rapidly under the control of the white ink, and returned to the state of white mist.
Then the almost limitless amount of gaseous Xuanhua gradually condensed into a super big hand, forcibly supporting the kingdom of God that Ramdor had pressed down!
is also a semi-real and semi-illusory existence. When the two collided, there was no imaginary and terrifying collision between the world and the earth, but the giant palm of the atmosphere that was still expanding, firmly supporting the glorious garden. The palm of his hand, like a fat man sitting heavily on the sofa.
As early as a year ago, when Bai Mo was in Gistis, his gaseous Xuanhua was able to cover nearly a hundred kilometers in a radius, covering an area of only one hundred square kilometers of the glorious garden, which is nothing more than a comparison. A small butterfly in the palm of his hand.
After the butterfly landed on the palm of the hand, the four fingers of the giant gaseous hand began to come together, trying to block it in it.
No one thought that there would be such a change. The light ball, which was originally at an absolute disadvantage, suddenly dissipated into a white mist, part of it spread to the whole city, and the rest became the hand of the sky!
After the situation was reversed, Ramdor, who was originally contented in the kingdom of God, was also taken aback. He finally chose an appropriate time to let the Brilliant God's Court suppress everything in this world, and he was turned over in an instant.
But he quickly calmed down, because these white mists can’t actually take care of his kingdom of God, let alone hurt him, but the two of them returned to a stalemate.
Bai Mo didn't think about what damage his misty Xuanhua could do to the glorious sacred courtyard surrounded by many, he just wanted to trap it temporarily, so that Ramdor couldn't escape to the secondary space again.
"Fireworks, I give you power." He activated all the runes left on the Dryad, and a large number of new, tentacle-like roots began to flood the white ink.
These roots quickly docked with the invisible plexus outside his body, covering his entire back like dense wires.
At this time, he is much like the state of the man-machine connection with the supercomputer in the test field before. It is also connected to a existence with extremely terrifying computing power through a lot of wires behind it.
After completing the docking with half of Bai Mo's spiritual cluster, the power of the firework has been unprecedentedly expanded. It can now use half of Bai Mo's power to control half of his Xuanhua.
As for the remaining half of the misty Xuanhua, it is controlled by Bai Mo, and all of it is condensed into a giant palm that traps the glorious gods.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
almost completely inherited the hatred from Ning Yanhuo. After gaining the control of Xuanhua on the surface, the tree monster Fireworks began to slaughter all the cultists surrounded by white mist.
The cracked blood mist mixed with the original white mist, forming a unique and cruel landscape. Visibility in the white mist is quite low, and many people don't know who the murderer is when they die.
With the help of divine power vision, Ramdor can roughly feel the madness of the Dryad in Mysore. His heart is struggling. Do you want to escape and rush out now and fight directly with Bai Mo who is trapped in the glorious courtyard. Then take advantage of the situation to kill the tree demon.
The opponent’s blockade came too suddenly, he had not had time to use his hole cards to integrate himself with the entire kingdom of God, to achieve the strongest combat power, and crush the enemy with the power of an entire small world. Stuck.
The current Ramdor, if he chooses to rush out, his combat effectiveness is only about 30% of his strongest state, and there is not much chance of winning. Moreover, at the moment he rushes out, the Glory God's Court is likely to be invaded by the white mist.
"Fifteen minutes, I only need 15 minutes to break through the blockade of the fog." After thinking about it again and again, Ramdor puts his life safety first, temporarily letting fireworks kill his piety Believers, waiting for the turnaround in fifteen minutes.
"Did you choose to struggle in the palm of your hand?" Bai Mo guessed Ramdor's decision from the violent shaking from the depths of Xuanhua's giant hand, "If you choose to escape the golden cicada, there may be a ray of life."
Just as he lowered his head and muttered to himself, the fireworks full of hatred were already devouring a round of religious followers with the power of Bai Mo. In less than ten minutes, it had eaten hundreds of the entire city. Ten thousand people!
This is actually a **** thing. Swallowing makes the power stronger, and when it becomes stronger, it swallows faster. And most importantly, the misty Xuanhua controlled by it has spread all over the city from the beginning, saving the effort of walking around.
After devouring the memories of countless people and continuously integrating their thoughts, a thinking blend that is far more terrifying than the ghost kings was born!
The ghost king of soul-shaped body will have crazy infighting with different personalities~IndoMTL.com~ and the specially processed dryad fireworks, through the runes inscribed in white ink, still firmly establish the master of Ning Fireworks status.
But even so, under the impact of the memories of each independent will, how long Ning Yanhuo's will can be maintained depends only on how deep the hatred is.
This super apple tree began to center on Mysore City, and it continued to extend its body. Its roots were inserted into every corner of the city, not even the sewers were let go.
In other words, for humans, the dirty sewer is its true paradise. A large amount of water, an astonishing amount of various excreta and organic matter in domestic garbage are all factors that allow it to continue to expand rapidly.
Along the extension of the sewer pipe network, the root system like vines grabs everything that humans think is dirty. Some people who are too late to escape, the homeless living on the edge of the sewer are also eaten by it.
The place where the roots crawled, almost all the organic matter was swallowed by it and became a part of the body of the firework.
It was originally impossible for it to absorb such a huge amount of organic matter in ten minutes or so, but the white ink tied to it solved this problem.
He provides a steady stream of psionic energy for fireworks, the most important motivation!
All the growth and evil are still covered in the thick white fog. Ramdor, who is seriously disrupted by the vision of the divine power, has almost nothing to know about the changes in the fireworks.
But he soon discovered that the following things were very wrong, and the people under the white mist had almost completely cut off their beliefs!
He thought that if this tree demon was more powerful in fifteen minutes, it would be very powerful to kill thousands of people. As long as Bai Mo, who is confronting him, doesn't do anything, it can't turn a big wave in a quarter of an hour.