Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 383

[Chapter 382 Trap]

Pulmouth.

“Heh…Three Sisui…True God Church.”

The Blood Cup Archbishop, who was secretly monitoring Sister Lily, sighed with envy or regret: “They didn’t do anything, but they usurped the greatest achievements of Inves…”

“This country, this sweet fruit, will only belong to my lord. It will be served on my lord’s table… Now it’s just an appetizer, and you need to wait patiently.” Flender also showed a hint of desire.

Only the witch leader with a charming face, with a silent expression, did not know what to think.

“Cough cough!”

“Cough cough!”

At this moment, the Blood Cup Archbishop and Flender suddenly bent down in pain and coughed violently.

Their expressions were painful, and they coughed out mouthfuls of blood!

The blood fell on the ground, squirming as if it had life, forming different spiritual world characters.

“Now… act now!”

Flender reluctantly straightened his back and took out a book with a blood-red cover from his arms.

“Then… those little bugs…”

The witch leader’s pale fingers twitched lightly, and private detectives and gang members walked out of the darkness and corners with lost eyes.

“It can be recycled.”

A smile appeared on the blood cup archbishop’s face, and he extended his palm to them.

A large amount of blood seeped directly from the pores of these people, turning them into mummified corpses.

Flender walked into the rental house, causing Lily and Jessita to stand up in surprise: “Who are you?”

This time, they were not deceived.

Whoa!

The blood-colored booklet flipped, and a large amount of blood rolled, filling the entire room.

Even after doing so many things, ordinary people outside the block turned a blind eye to this scene and still did their own thing.

Bang!

Flender closed the door, isolating the blood in the room, and said with a smile, “Although the gaze in the secret pass has been eliminated, the existence of the secret pass itself is an introduction, a signal… Thanks to the witch. Layout.”

The witch leader’s expression did not change: “My lord ‘Mingyue’ was originally the hidden ally of ‘Mother of the Night’. Since there is an order from my lord, it should naturally be the case.”

“Now…it’s time to start.”

The blood cup archbishop solemnly took out a wooden cup from his arms. The cup was very rough, as if it had been carved from a piece of wood, and there were visible gaps on the edge.

In the cup, it was filled with things like mud.

“Overflow…the source of all evil!”

A lot of silt swelled violently, overflowed the mouth of the cup, fell on the ground, and drilled into the house along the gap of the door.

The witch leader’s expression didn’t change, her sixth-primitive-level inspiration radiated, and she suddenly saw a different picture.

Paved in the distance, light gray stone paths, towering mountains, covered by silent forests and tranquil lakes.

Sycamore, hazel, beech, oak, banyan…

Mistletoe spreads, foliage flourishes…

The aroma of trees and flowers moves with the wind, bringing tranquility.

In this harmonious and natural picture, two women are praying in the forest.

The slightly mature skin is as white and delicate as ivory, and the plump body is as attractive as a peach.

The slightly green face has a pure color, like a saint.

They lightly opened their red lips, recited the esteemed name of a certain great being over and over again, and prayed to him: “Wandering in the unknown vain spirit, absolutely neutral existence, silent observer…”

The witch leader looked at this scene, and there was a slight hesitation between the good-looking eyebrows.

“Control those two women with filthy blood, let them start praying to that existence, and at the same time provoke the ‘source of all evil’…”

“Through a mystical connection, this ritual can affect that being…it’s the order of the Mother Goddess,” explains Flender.

“Even if it’s us, we can choose not to answer the prayers of believers…” The witch leader hesitated.

This kind of connection is one-sided. The believer prays like a phone call, and the opposite side can choose not to answer, but it must leave a ‘call record’. In the future, a hidden existence can ‘call back’ at any time, but this ‘call back’ is a call The kind that just works…

Therefore, praying to a hidden existence is so unfair, and is feared by many Beyonders.

“So…the need for ‘amplification’, as well as the hidden ‘pollution’!”

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup continued: “It’s all a competition at the Si Sui level. I’m just waiting for a chess piece… The chess piece must do its job as a chess piece.”

The witch leader bit her rosy lips with a trace of unwillingness.

…

In the spiritual world, the underground inverted pyramid.

a moment ago.

“The divination has also been disturbed…”

Looking at the motionless pendulum, Aaron thought about it and threw a gold pound.

The golden pound drew a bright trace in mid-air, and finally turned face up.

“Yao’s intuitive divination is the strongest…”

“The chance of being discovered here is not high… and my divination intuition tells me… if you want to break the game, you must improve the original quality, and you must also as soon as possible… otherwise… similar trials will emerge one after another, and it is possible to find flaws.”

“I need…power!”

In Aaron’s hand, the ‘furnace fire’ was burning, completely melting the remnants of the sixth original, allowing a round of illusory little sun to fuse with his body.

hot…

burn…

glow……

Rays of light emerged from Aaron’s body, and his eyes, his hair, his flesh, his bones… all slowly permeated pure light.

In the end… his whole person became light!

One after another radiance flowed, and then spread around, completely losing its human form.

Aaron’s thoughts diverged, and his inspiration gradually came into contact with inexplicable information.

‘Yeah…is the human body really perfect? ‘

‘In the process of evolution, the human body has carried too many regrets…’

‘The real perfection is the whole of nature, the unity of the universe…the unity…’

He began to get lost in the vast torrent of mysterious knowledge, and gradually lost the concept of ‘self’.

One after another brilliance, with a unique will, overflowed and flowed to the entire spiritual world…

His thinking is infinitely high, as if he is overlooking the entire spiritual world.

And in the spirit world, all eyes have also watched the existence of ‘He’!

‘No… I’m still too weak now, if I want to be one with the spiritual world, I will only be completely assimilated by the spiritual world! ‘

In the countless information flows, an inexplicable brand emerged.

It was an underground pyramid that existed in the spiritual world, like a reef in a torrent. With it, Aaron finally formed a main consciousness.

“There is no perfect thing, one must accept the imperfections, the ‘imperfections’ of the human body!”

One after another radiance flowed back to the pyramid, spread along its lines, and reconvened on the Black Throne, trying to form the outline of a person.

Just then, Aaron heard a prayer from the earth.