Book of Gods and Demons

　　'Crimson' was beaten badly.

　　 The abyss was beaten even worse.

　　 What made ‘Crimson’ even more irritating was that the strong scarlet aura that was originally permeating the Midland Continent was steadily weakening.

　　 Death, and the negative forces such as horror and despair brought about by it, are rapidly weakening.

　　Medland’s axis shook violently in his hands. Not only was it unable to help him defeat the gods that were besieging him, but it became a burden to him, allowing him to exert only about 30% of his combat effectiveness.

　　 The violent shock made'Crimson' feel uncomfortable.

　　 The terrifying attacks continued to fall, hitting his flesh and blood, and even many bones in his body were slightly broken.

　　 ‘Crimson’ roared and roared.

　　 The abyss is also roaring, roaring: "My people will be here soon, you **** idiots...you..."

　　 More ice sea giant tentacles stuffed into the throat of the abyss, blocking what he wanted to say.

　　 Heringle has injected the venom of nearly ten large lakes into his body. The poison has caused the body of the abyss to rot and deform, and there are rotting pus and blood everywhere with the pieces of meat constantly falling off.

　　 The Abyssal Army... is still extremely far away.

　　 Outside the former Dabowa, a few old people with gray and wet skin stood on the top of the hill, overlooking the large group of solemn clergy below.

　　 The pope and the pope who were dying alive stood in front of these clergy, and read out the oracle of Mu and Mutesthe aloud.

"For Medland, my lord bestows you with supreme glory... You will become the guardians of Medland, you will be the last line of defense of Medland, you are glorious and glorious, and you will be crowned. With the title of'Holy', your name will be celebrated by countless people in the history of Medland."

　　 A little bit of golden light and silver light kept flying out of the hands of the two gods.

　　 These golden and silver lights are the seeds of the gods condensed from the essence of the divine power accumulated in the body for countless years by Mu and Mu Tist.

　　 These light spots are integrated into the bodies of the priests.

　　 Among these clergy, many of them only have the strength of Tier 3 and Tier 4... But after these **** seeds merged into their bodies, their aura soared upwards rapidly.

　　 Tier 5, Tier 6...Epic, Legend...

Demi god…

　　 Then, it's the Spirit Realm!

　　 Several old people from Al used secret techniques to communicate in a low voice.

　　 "Quick gods... inferior containers, I'm afraid they won't last a few years."

"Of course, only through hard wars, the gods who are constantly refined, tempered, and polished with their own strength, are the best ones who can continue to grow themselves in sleep and seal, the highest quality. Storage tank."

　　 "These guys, the quality is a bit poor, but the quantity is enough... and it's just for emergency use, but it's enough."

　　 "Well, just for emergency..."

　　 The eyes of a few old people flickered, and they stared maliciously at the priests who were kneeling on the ground and madly fond of the holy names of Humu and Mutesthe.

　　 A full 120,000 clergymen.

　　 A total of 120,000 clergymen who practice the Three Seas and Seven Meridians Breathing Method.

　　 Under the catalysis of the gods seeds, they quickly promoted to gods at an extremely terrifying speed.

　　 The spirit sea, power sea, energy sea, and the corresponding seven energy veins in their bodies have all expanded countless times and become extremely large ‘containers’.

　　 They cheered, and seriously felt the vastness of their bodies like the sea, a hundred times purer than the power they had before.

　　 However, before they could figure out the attributes and use of divine power, their heads crooked, and one after another fainted and fell to the ground.

　　 A large group of Al members wearing black robes walked in like flowing water, and the two of them carried these fainted newborn gods, and quickly led them into a simplely arranged giant teleportation formation behind the hill.

　　 The light of the teleportation array flickered, and these El members brought these new gods directly to the El Holy Land above the mainland of Medland.

　　 The quaint and solemn magic circles shone with gloomy light.

　　 A mouthful of transparent crystal coffin neatly placed in the center of the magic circle.

　　 A newly-promoted **** was stripped naked, and put it into the crystal coffin carefully.

　　 The metal stakes, which are more than one foot long and densely covered with magic patterns on the surface, pierced the limbs of these new gods and fixed them firmly in the crystal coffin.

　　 In this way, even if something accident happens, they temporarily wake up, they can't escape these crystal coffins.

　　 The heavy coffin lid was fastened.

　　 The magic circle rotates slowly, and the elemental tide that fills the world of Medland makes a crazy whistling sound, turning into a torrent that can be seen by the naked eye, and swarming towards the Holy Land of El.

　　 These elemental tides were divided into 130,000 streamers, one by one submerged into the crystal coffin one by one.

　　 The newly-advanced gods sleeping in the crystal coffin, their bodies are like bottomless pits, absorbing the violent elemental tides.

　　 The elemental energy concentration in the world of Medland plummeted.

　　 The natural disasters everywhere began to become gentle.

　　 The dense clouds of natural disasters that shrouded the Midland Continent are also slowly dissipating.

　　 a little bit, a little bit, the speed of dissipating is not very fast, but all the Maidland citizens who are lingering and struggling for survival in the natural disasters, UU reading www. uukanshu.com all felt extremely strong hope.

　　 The power of hope dispelled all the negative energies shrouded in the sky above Medland.

　　 Despair, fear, all kinds of turbulent negative emotions were swept away, and the bright and upward force of hope flooded the mainland.

　　 The source of the power of ‘Crimson’ is almost completely cut off.

　　 The combined attacks of the gods kept falling, constantly hurting his body and consuming his power.

　　 ‘Crimson’ became weaker and weaker.

　　 In his mind, crimson crystals were shaking slightly, and countless crimson flashes filled his mind.

　　 Laplacian had a sullen face, smoking a small pipe ‘click’.

　　 "Are you going to fail again?" Laplace muttered dissatisfiedly: "However, there have been too many failures...It makes me ashamed...Could it be that I am not as good as a bunch of ants?"

　　 "Humans, after all, they are just creations, and I, the origin of everything... Isn't it possible that I want to obliterate a group of small creations?"

　　 "Blush, you have failed my hope... You have failed me again."

　　 "If it weren't for the three of quiet white, azure blue, and dark black, if they were still exiled in the void of the outside world..."

　　 ‘Crimson’ didn’t say a word, he just roared angrily.

　　 Qiao sighed lightly: "Power, I need stronger power."

　　 In the boundless crimson light, the clear light belonging to Joe has a slight crimson glow.

　　 Laplacian smiled: "Oh, do you have any way to get enough power?"

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