My Doomsday Territory - 664. Chapter 655

“These people have been handed over to you for trial, and there will be a junior sister who is good at illusionism to assist you.”

Cao Xinghua said to the leader of the thirteenth inning.

In full view, we still have to follow the rules and procedures.

He looked at the people of Du’er Sect. Thousands of ordinary believers were already scared. They believed in the god of Du’er, and they couldn’t reach the guns of the surrounding black holes.

Most of them are ordinary believers and true believers.

They are also ordinary people, mostly deceived and blindly believe.

It is estimated that after being detained for a period of time, he will be released after oral education.

What really scares these ordinary believers is the appearance of several bishops and archbishops.

The red robe adorned with gold rims was torn apart, and the archbishop was like a blood man, but he was suspended by the healing spell and could not die.

Some of the other bishops fell to the ground and groaned, and some passed out into a coma. They were all seriously injured. They looked much worse than the previous martial arts students.

Several people were imprisoned in a prison dedicated to guarding the awakened. The hands, feet, and necks were covered with heavy extraordinary metal. There were also “forbidden demons” runes inscribed by the Xianmen rune masters, which were also useful for divine arts.

During the extraordinary period, Anxia officials also understood that they immediately used various methods of torture.

Severe torture and psychological offensive are useless to these bishops.

Seeing those mad believers who are dripping with blood but laughing wildly, the interrogators feel chills in their hearts.

You know, these few of them were ordinary people a month ago! It took less than a month to believe in the God of Du’er!

In Tallinn, how many fanatics like them are there?

A female disciple of the fairy gate who has learned illusion, hypnotized the weakest Ottov, but she seemed to see a vague phantom, and snorted blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

“I come!”

“Tutor!” The female disciple cried out in surprise.

The bamboo rat chestnut bounced to the front of the bishop Du’e, with a solemn look on his fleshy little face.

She looked at the bishop’s eyes directly until her pupils leaked out.

Wow~

Layers of whirlpools were penetrated, and a vague phantom with a head-bending corner was pressed down with a mountain-like aura, and the bamboo rat chestnut directly ignored it, the phantom shattered, leaving only a dark golden original species that whispered.

“None of them saw the God of Transition, but the God of Transition came consciously and communicated with them.”

She frowned, “In addition, there is a dark golden original species in the sea of consciousness of these people, which should be the source of their strength.”

“It is the seed of divine power, which belongs to the power that the gods bestow on believers. Only believers who possess the seed of divine power can use divine art, and the seed of divine power can also subtly improve the physique. Of course, only the evil way will be abolished in the future.”

Ripples like water waves appear in the space, and the ripples become more and more intense, like boiling water about to boil.

Tang Yu stepped out of the void, and for a while, the violently fluctuating space gradually calmed down.

He opened the “eye of insight” and pointed.

The dark red cone-shaped weapon condensed by the soul secret technique “God of Destruction” rushed straight into Ottov’s Sea of Consciousness. In an instant, the dark golden seed of divine power in the center of the Sea of Consciousness was shattered, and the divine power that escaped was also pierced by the cone of God of Destruction. Eliminate everything.

“Release him.”

“Oh, oh, good.”

The guards did not know why, but did not dare to resist their orders, and immediately took out the keys to unlock the handcuffs and shackles.

“Give him a treatment, don’t need much, just wake him up.”

At the moment when the seed of divine power was crushed, Ottov had passed out in a coma. If he hadn’t even eliminated the escaping divine power, Otov’s knowledge of the sea would be stirred into chaos, and his intelligence would be reduced to a low-powered child.

The immortal disciple who followed came out of the palm of his palm, aimed at Otov from the palm of his hand, and after a few seconds, he closed his palm.

Ottov gradually awakened from the confusion. He saw the person in front of him and shouted, “You blasphemers, die!”

“Divine art, curse!”

With blood and tears in his eyes, he stared at his palm blankly without responding.

“curse!”

“curse!”

Immediately fell to the ground and became crazy.

…

Tallinn, somewhere deep underground.

The God of Ferry has just walked out of the retreat.

“The original source is restored to 60%. It’s too fast. It won’t be long before I can go further.”

Only then did He have time to look up the believer’s message.

The spirit of the godhead can accept the prayers of believers from far away. The average believer will not care about the prayers of him. Only the mad believers and above, occasionally he pays attention to it.

The God of Du’e screens the prayer messages of believers, and the focus is on the side of Anxia Kingdom.

“One day and one night, the religion should take root in Anxia country, right?”

The cardinal archbishop has been endowed with a lot of divine power by him, and it is not difficult to deal with the Awakening Stage Dzogchen by mastering several types of advanced divine arts.

With good luck, a few people can win the fairy gate.

Even if there are stronger people in the fairy gate, those who are acquainted must cooperate obediently.

There are many heathens burned to death in Tallinn.

The God of Crossing was in a good mood, and went one step further from escaping from nine deaths to gaining a great opportunity.

He was suddenly startled. Why was there something wrong with the red-clothed archbishop’s prayer?

Seems to be asking for help?

He looked at the other people again. The time for help was already ten hours ago, and his face went dark, and the underground space was violently shaking. Dark red thunder arcs appeared, crackling, and countless earth and rocks around were turned into dark red thunder arcs. dust.

He was very angry.

But the archbishop is already the top combat power that can be obtained among his followers, no matter how high it is, it can’t reach the extraordinary-there is a seed of divine power in a short period of time, and it is impossible to raise a real master.

It was the critical moment to restore the origin. The god of trivial matter was unwilling to take action personally. His divine power spread all over his body, and the next moment he appeared in another place in the realm of the gods, in a hall.

The hall was empty, with only materials piled up into a mountain, and dozens of young men and women who were unconscious.

With a stroke of his hand, dozens of young men and women had wounds on their bodies, and blood beads emerged, and they were recruited by him to integrate into a spar that tested their talents.

These people are all awakened, and they are naturally talented. The God of Die picks out the three most talented among them. With a light grip on the palms, the bodies of the others explode, turning into blood mist, and the blood mist merges into a river. Sent into the groove to form a blood pool.

The surrounding materials are also floating in the air, merging and changing.

The God of Du’er took out many treasures from the space ring and put them into his own blood. In the end, the remaining three most talented awakeners were lifted into the sky by his supernatural power…

After some manipulation, the crystal of divine power that is more precious than the seed of divine power was constructed. After a while, the three statues had gray and white wings behind them, and their bodies were exuding wisps of golden light. They looked very noble, but their faces were twisted like evil spirits, and appeared. In front of him.

The angel knelt down and crouched in front of the God of Ferry.

He glanced over, nodded in satisfaction, and with a big wave of his hand, the three ghost-faced angels broke through the roof and rose into the sky.