Soul of Negary - 273. Chapter 269

The corners of the saint’s mouth twitched, and he became even more frightened.

He just relied on the power of the silent god to forcibly transform into a life from a curved angle of life and death, and he could observe a certain future.

And the body structure is extremely unstable, and it will collapse in a short time. So the saints are good to say, but in fact they are only disposable items, so the selected people must be fanatical believers.

But any believer will collapse as long as he sees that picture, because that is the cruelest thing for a believer.

So at this moment, the saint really seriously considered Negri’s proposal to change to a god.

His expression is heavy, and if he is still alive, he will probably feel breathless under tremendous psychological pressure.

At first, he awakened the panic of the blood of sin, and later had to join the silent church in order to save his life, using the means of the silent church to suppress the blood of sin and grasp it into power.

In the end, he really believed that the blood of sin is the noble blood, and the silent church is the church of God, which will bring them happiness and hope.

“Sorry, my lord.” The saint’s body burned with blue flames, and his figure disappeared quickly. He was going to inform the silent church. This is a trap and a conspiracy. If you continue to plan, it will only involve the silent church. Perish.

No matter what God’s existence is, whether he will die or not, the silent church has saved his existence, and there are many people who have suffered the blood of sin, so he must save the silent church anyway.

Negri picked up the teacup, sighed, then picked up the book, and the gears turned slightly.

Negri appreciates capable people and is willing to give these people a chance, but once the position is determined, Negri will not have any reluctance to start.

The structure of the saint’s body quickly collapsed, and the blue flames burned wildly. He wanted to return to the real plane, and he wanted to change the determined destiny.

Only at that moment, his body collapsed and was crushed and twisted by the power of the curved surface, becoming an insignificant dust of the world.

Negri sits in the tree hole, and the invisible germs are constantly flowing on the bookshelf. They record the knowledge on the books and return to Negri’s body.

In this world, Negri dared to claim to know the occult knowledge best. In his soul body, he recorded various magic books, roughly one hundred and three thousand books.

Negri has carefully studied every book of magic, whether it is strong or weak, when it can become magic, he has a reason in it.

What Negri studied was not the magic recorded in it, but the truth and reason contained therein.

As long as Negri masters the principles and principles, similar magic rituals, Negri can pick it up at will.

Take the matter of curved angles, the silent church has passed on for so long, and the results achieved are nothing but knights, and Negri has only discovered the existence of curved angles three years ago after only contacting another angle.

It is precisely because of this that the gear plan develops so fast.

“I will accept your insistence.” Negri drank the tea in the cup in one breath, sensing the slightly bitter sweetness afterwards, just like that wild fruit, it has too many useless emotions, stupid, Ignorance, bound by those ridiculous feelings, but it is that touch of persistence that makes him delicious.

Just like the fruit outside that is about to rot, so too.

Pannuo looked at the burning scenes around him and gave out a sorrowful grin. He crouched, his combat effectiveness was not strong, after all, he was old, his body should have died long ago, and now it is only relying on the transformation of the moon tree buds. The magic power is strong.

“Hahahaha, hahaha, I was wrong!” Panno’s shriveled body was almost cut off, the last magic power was ignited, and his dry body began to burn magical fire.

If the city did not sink into the ground and was completely destroyed in that battle, perhaps it would be the best ending.

“I was wrong!” Pannuo fell to the ground, weak but sincerely shouted, the flames on his body were spread to other places by him, and he exhausted all his strength and stretched his hands into the mud.

It was his greed that pushed everything to the present situation. He couldn’t be forgiven because no one could forgive him anymore.

The flame on his skinny body gradually extinguished, and now he didn’t even have the qualification to continue burning, and he couldn’t sense the existence of the bud. Whether he burned himself or not, this moment was the end of his life.

The flames began to spread, and his body turned into smoke and dispersed under the hot wind stirred by the flames. Thousands of years of scruples were the greatest torment to him.

The high priest did not care about the inferior species, or even the surroundings spreading far away. In his opinion, as long as it does not affect the progress of the god-calling ceremony, all are trivial things that are not worth mentioning.

“Go ahead, right there, the seat of God is there!” The high priest held the staff, his skinny knuckles turned white and blue, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets with excitement, and the mutilated silent cultists quickly opened up Passage to the upper end of the mother tree.

Opening the wooden door, they saw Chromie standing in the middle with his eyes closed, and a sprout on his forehead was particularly conspicuous.

Looking at Chromie’s beautiful body, the high priest trembled and kept muttering: “Sure enough, the curse is lifted, this body, such a perfect body, this is what we should have!”

“Prepare to wake up my lord, everything is just right now, and we will eventually be bathed in the glory of God’s gift.” The high priest was so excited that he could no longer be agitated, and quickly ordered everyone to start arranging.

Although the mother tree is dead, its texture is still very good. It is the best material for making a staff, and there is no problem in making an altar.

With moon tree seedlings, a body with blood awakened to the extreme, and the body on a mother tree, one of the greatest magical materials, this is almost the best time and place.

There is no hesitation. The god-calling ceremony soon began. A large number of sapphires were placed in a fixed position, and a large-scale co-track ceremony was quickly put out.

After all, the silent god is just above the ruins, not far away, as long as the ritual circle is not too missed, there won’t be many problems.

Noah took the magic circle map and directed some people to perfect the same track circle. Chromie frowned and seemed to be encountering something bad, but at least it seems that he did not wake up so quickly. come over.

From the angle of silence, the blue light ball floating in the air flickered slightly, and the Elf Lord God named Silent Messenger had been killed by the seven gods, and this was just the remnants of him in a special space.

Because of this special angle, it is difficult to be completely eradicated. If there is no accident, he should have been sleeping, but today he was touched by a certain breath.