Final priesthood

Deep in the forest.

Around the gray-white pyramid, there were shadowy people in black robes gathered around.

There are also different shapes, some have flesh wings on their backs, or they are covered in scales. They are all fierce and ferocious, like monsters that have just crawled out of the cave.

At the top of the pyramid, a tall figure was kneeling on the ground, his majestic body rising and falling like a mountain, struggling to keep himself from falling to the ground, struggling like a sacrifice that had just been delivered to the altar.

"Among the gods, there is also a place for the god of elephants."

The man in black robes holding a black crystal ball looked at the majestic figure in front of him and said softly: "This is where you truly belong..."

"What I believe in has never been the god of elephants."

The majestic figure gasped and struggled to squeeze out low words from his mouth.

"oh?"

The man in black robe was slightly surprised and asked: "Then who do you believe in?"

He seemed to have thought of something, and said with a smile: "Is that the Emperor you mentioned repeatedly?"

The majestic figure did not answer, just silent.

The man in black robe raised a dark blue prismatic gem he held in his other hand, put it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully, and said to himself: "You are all very good seeds, with full potential.

Those who can be regarded as kings by people like you must be even more outstanding.

If there is a chance, I really want to see him soon."

The light wind lingered around the body of the man in black robe, blowing his loose robe.

He placed two crystals of different colors in his hands against each other, and dark cyan energy was continuously injected into the black crystal ball.

Soon, a new flame was ignited in the black crystal ball, and suddenly there seemed to be some kind of huge and evil will awakening and descending.

The blond man with a platinum mask on his face looked at the scene in front of him with slightly focused eyes.

The organization in front of him called Pantheon has a mysterious origin. The power and footprints of the Mosaic Cult can be found in almost every corner of the planet. As the eleventh throne of the Mosaic Cult, he has never heard of the name of this organization.

However, the methods and strength displayed by the opponent currently made him look at him with admiration.

The collection of objects related to ancient gods in the Mosaman world is mainly to be used as sacrifices to the gods of hunting and fighting.

There is no ability to tap into the power contained in various divine objects.

But this organization called the Pantheon, headed by a man in black robe who claims to be the envoy of the Pantheon, can easily control the power of any ancient god without any barriers of faith, as if he has the tacit approval of the Pantheon. and favor.

It made him feel incredible.

This was also the reason why he was willing to remain patient and watch the performance of the man in black robe as a bystander without taking action.

"Another god's anchor has fallen, and the Quetzalcoatl god who controls the sky is returning."

The man in black robe was bathed in the light of dark blue energy, and a low murmur came from under the black robe.

"I feel it now"

A huge gray-white pyramid, with dark cyan light bursting out from the gaps in the numerous stones.

Countless winds arise in this world.

The grass and trees around the pyramid were rustling, as if they were cheering, jumping for joy, and singing, welcoming something that was about to come.

The black robes of the men in black robes were blown up by the wind, no one said anything, and the whole area was filled with a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

When the cyan flame light in the black crystal ball in the hands of the man in black bloomed to the extreme.

The prismatic crystal he held in his other hand cracked quietly and fell from his fingers.

This mysterious ritual seems to be coming to an end.

Under the black robe, he quietly opened his eyes.

His eyes fell on the majestic elephant protector beside him, and he said softly: "You are very lucky to be the first person to be bathed in the grace of the feathered serpent god when the gods return."

His words had just fallen.

The elephant guardian who was being used as a sacrifice at the top of the pyramid suddenly let out a low roar similar to an elephant's hiss.

He seemed to have suddenly broken through some shackles.

The already huge body suddenly expanded again, an inexplicable force field was discharged from his body, and he broke free instantly.

There was almost no hesitation. After escaping from the trap, the elephant guardian cleverly did not try to attack anyone around him.

Instead, he jumped directly and jumped from the top of the pyramid.

He knew very well that the two people standing at the top of the pyramid, whether it was the black-robed man from the Pantheon or the blond man wearing a platinum mask, were existences he could not provoke.

The Elephant Protector's actions showed agility that was completely inconsistent with his size. In an instant, he fell to the ground at the bottom of the pyramid, and then rushed outwards quickly.

Faced with the "sacrifice"'s sudden escape, the man in black robe at the top of the pyramid didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations.

He just looked down from a high position, glanced at the fleeing elephant guardian, and then said softly: "Go and bring this poor lost lamb back."

Under the pyramid, the Warcraft-like monsters that had been standing quietly quickly began to take action.

The flowing wind carries a trace of fishy smell.

When several ferocious shadows cut through the air like lightning, the smell of blood instantly filled the air.

"Shua——"

The elephant protector suddenly leaned back on the iron bridge, narrowly escaping the attack of a black shadow.

When he stood up, there was already a deep scar on his chest and abdomen, which almost disemboweled him.

The face of the elephant protector remained unchanged.

The muscles were squeezed, and the wound was quickly closed, and then he continued to rush forward.

His characteristics that were different from ordinary followers of the evil god were revealed at this moment.

When the power of the evil god could no longer be relied on, his skills as a top fighter allowed him to gain a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation before him.

His huge body is so dexterous that it seems that he has inherited the power of the Elephant God. He has broken through the barrier between pure martial arts and true meaning. His fighting instincts, which are rapidly transforming into a master-level fighter, allow him to repeatedly escape from almost certain attacks. He managed to get out of the house in a dangerous way.

But even though he worked so hard, he had already unleashed his full potential.

But when more and more monsters joined the battle, the ferocious shadows gathered into a black tide that blocked the road. The elephant protector was like a small boat facing the huge waves of the tsunami, and was instantly beaten to pieces.

"Tear-"

A thick arm was torn off by a monster.

Thick blood splashed into the sky.

The elephant protector snorted slightly, his face turned pale, and he continued to rush forward without pausing at his original pace.

But before he could get very far, a violent wind struck from one side.

It was the moment he took the step and there was no way to avoid it.

He watched helplessly as his left leg below the knee exploded into a ball of blood mist and disappeared.

"Bang!"

The elephant protector stumbled, rushed forward, and fell to his knees on one foot.

A thick shadow fell on the ground in front of him, blocking out the light.

Looking up, several huge and ferocious figures silently gathered around him, blocking his path tightly.

A bunch of violent and cruel eyes wandered back and forth on him, as if they were thinking about how to eat him.

At this moment, the elephant protector's rock-solid will also began to waver slightly, and a trace of despair emerged in his heart.

He tried hard to find the light of the way forward through the gaps between the monster figures in front of him, his eyes were confused and he murmured in a low voice.

"I really want to get out of here alive."

After saying this, several Pantheon apostle monsters in front of him had already stretched out their hands to capture him and bring him back to the altar.

But at this moment.

"Bang!"

A crisp explosion sounded.

The ferocious hand grabbing the elephant protector suddenly froze.

"Boom——"

A huge and ferocious headless corpse fell straight in front of the elephant protector.

"Well"

The elephant protector was stunned.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, there were three more explosion sounds.

The heads of the other three Pantheon monster servants who were standing in front of the Elephant Protector exploded one after another, exploding into red and white cloudy blood.

Three ferocious figures fell down, and the light from the road ahead shone in again.

Only, this time

On the road leading to life, there is another person.

A slender and tall figure was reflected in the eyes of the Elephant Protector.

The man walked towards him slowly with the light behind his back.

He couldn't see his face clearly in a trance.

All that can be seen is a circle of radiance surrounding the figure.

He slowly walked up to the Elephant Protector, stretched out a hand, and gently touched his fingertips to the Elephant Protector's forehead.

The clear and gentle eyes looked down at the Elephant Protector and spoke softly.

"You can get it if you wish."

Like the Dharma protector, the whole person is still.

After a moment, his majestic and tall body was buried deeply, his forehead touched the ground under the visitor's feet, and he whispered in his mouth.

"Emperor."

Lu Yuan stared at the scarred Elephant Protector calmly, with a trace of inexplicable emotions quietly surging in his heart.

The Eight Great Protectors of the Evil Martial Alliance.

The only person who is truly loyal to him is probably Protector Xiang.

It doesn't matter to him if other people die.

But Xiang Dharma Protector will definitely save him if he can be saved.

It seems that the pressure brought by this crisis allowed the opponent to break through the barrier of pure martial arts and successfully promoted to Grandmaster.

Then it is even more necessary to save.

The Flesh Guardian and others who were following Lu Yuan quickly stepped forward, lifted up the Elephant Guardian and quickly retreated.

During this period, the monster servants of the Pantheon rushed up with low roars. However, under the attack of Lu Yuan's concentrated mental power [Magic Weapon], each of them had their heads blown off and fell down before they even got close.

Lu Yuan didn't even bother to lift his finger, so he made an understatement.

Lying around him were seven or eight headless corpses of the Pantheon's monster servants, with blood splattering all over the floor.

An invisible force of intimidation emanated from him.

No monster dared to step forward, but all of them quietly retreated with fear on their faces.

At this time, Lu Yuan felt a distant gaze falling on him.

He looked up in the direction of the lowered gaze.

He saw two seemingly leading figures looking at him at the top of the gray-white pyramid in front.

Lu Yuan's eyes paused for a moment on one of the blond men wearing a platinum mask, and then on another man in black robes with a deep aura.

His eyes and the eyes of the man in black robes met in the void.

I could clearly read the curiosity and interest in the eyes hidden under the black robe.

"Are you their 'king'?

That so-called Emperor Zun? "

The man in black robe stood at the top of the pyramid, commanding the sky.

Lu Yuan did not answer, but smiled.

Then he spoke calmly and calmly.

"Since you have heard my name and met me,

Why don't you kneel down yet? "

After saying that, a powerful and inexplicable momentum rose from Lu Yuan's body.

It quickly spread and expanded like an invisible air film until it enveloped the entire place.

this moment.

Mingming is far away at the base of the gray pyramid.

Everyone on the field seemed to need to raise their heads to look up to him.

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