The Lord of Reincarnation - 420. Chapter 419

The honorable name is the honorific name given to the great being by the follower.

And the name of God is the original name of the great being. It has the most power and is the easiest to get a response!

The Primordial Dominators Fangxian had contacted included the Goddess of Abundance, the existence on the Throne of Wild Hunt, and the King of Twilight.

However, these are all honorable names, not god names!

At this time, the strange pronunciation he heard made him sure that it was the name of an ancient ruler.

The more I think about it, that name becomes clearer.

Huhu!

The gust of wind whimpered, seemingly afraid of the name.

it is……

…

“I have gone through rebirth and death, but I can’t reach the other side…

Death chasing the shadows, without the fragrance, it will not die…

But this psalm will grow and give you immortality…”

Smith recites the immortal poem aloud.

As the most important content of adventures, this poem undoubtedly possesses’power’.

Persisting in chanting every day, at least he feels that his spirit is highly condensed and becomes keen, and he can find the extremely subtle expressions on the faces of the people around him.

This let him know that many of his classmates felt that he had become’weird’, and even friends began to alienate him.

But nothing.

After getting the prophecy of the doomsday, if it were not for his parents, he would want to drop out of school directly.

After finishing the daily poem reading, Smith prayed to the Lost God again: “The Lost God… You are the source of warlocks, the lord of the reincarnation of the heavens… You are the master of catastrophe, the immortal existence, the king of endless time and space! …Your followers pray for your awakening, for your response, and for your favor!”

There was no answer to the prayer, which made Smith sigh.

The Lost God lost his true name and fell into a deep sleep.

Therefore, as a believer of the Lost God, a member of the Apocalypse Church, we must try various methods to awaken Him!

Smith has been doing the same thing all this time, but unfortunately it didn’t work at all.

“But it doesn’t matter. One day, I will wake up my lord.”

After Smith finished his prayers, he went out, went to school, went home, and rested like normal people…

Therefore, his parents felt that he had just become withdrawn a little and had no other thoughts yet.

Smith fell asleep this night.

Huhu!

In his dream, he heard the call of the wind and the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

A vague call, mixed in among the many voices, was passed over.

It was a very slurred pronunciation, a bit vague at first, but with the strange and amplified sound of waves, Smith gradually heard it clearly.

Nicholaya!

Although there may be some mistakes and omissions, Smith believes that the pronunciation he heard should be close or similar to this!

After giving birth to this idea, he suddenly felt that his “immortal poem” was surging out of darkness, cold and cold, all over his body!

Smith woke up all at once.

If the previous state is like having a nightmare, the body can’t move.

At this moment, he woke up all of a sudden and regained his mobility.

Wow…

There was the sound of sea waves all around, and the air smelled of salty fish.

Smith was stunned to find that he did not know when he had come to an island.

There are so many dark clouds in the sky, it seems that the storm will come in the next moment.

The dark sea water rushed in, constantly beating against the reef.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t make a fuss…” A sweet voice came from the side.

Smith looked over and was surprised to find that there were still some people around.

The closest to him was a tall girl with long blonde hair and a pair of blue jewels. She was looking at him at this time: “Do you also believe in the Lost God?”

“Yes, yes.” Smith nodded subconsciously.

The girl suddenly burst into a smile that made the teenager slightly disappointed: “Then we are companions, you can call me Vivienne, a scholar who pursues supernatural power. I have explored many supernatural power relics, but found that most of them are Fake, until I touched that piece of pottery…”

“Hello, my name is Smith, why are we here because of the call of my god?” Smith asked curiously.

“No, I’m afraid it’s another reason. Did you hear that voice?” The thin and tall man next to him looked gloomy: “That name!”

“Nikolaia?”

Smith asked subconsciously.

As soon as the words were spoken, a storm in the sky came instantly, and the storm swept across!

“You idiot, you don’t have the slightest occult knowledge, don’t say it!”

The thin and tall man shouted angrily: “The owner of this name may be the enemy of the Lost God… Now, the danger is completely detonated!”

Wow!

The sea level is separated.

One after another humanoid creatures came out of the ocean.

They are covered with scales, some of them are still hung with kelp, and some of their bodies are transformed into fish and shrimps.

“Nico…Raya!”

Their voices were hoarse, as if they hadn’t spoken for a long time, but chanting that name, they charged towards the followers of the Lost God!

“what!”

There was a scream.

A believer who was too close to the coastline was directly overwhelmed by an army of scales.

They grabbed him, cut his limbs, forced him to call the name of that great existence, and soon tortured him to death.

That is not an ordinary method of torture, it must contain mental shock and pollution!

“What the hell is going on here?”

Smith roared with soft feet.

“I don’t know… but I don’t want to be like that, use a spell!”

The tall and thin man shouted, chanting the mantra first.

The spiritual coercion of the immortal poem was released, like the tide, impacting the army of scales.

Dozens of monsters in the lead immediately fell to the ground, struggling in pain.

But more scales stepped on their companions and continued to attack without hesitation.

Smith stumbling and chanting a spell, saw a girl named Vivian take out a small knife and stabbed him severely in the arm.

At the same time, a phantom of a big black bird emerged, spread its wings, and rushed towards the enemy.

Wherever it passed, there seemed to be an invisible blade slashing across it, cutting off pieces of disgusting scales, giant tongs of shrimps and crabs, and ferocious heads.

‘They are so amazing, are these… true believers of our lord? ‘

Smith also casts a spell, but his power is limited and he can only defeat a few monsters.

“Withdraw…there are too many monsters.”

The believers retreated while fighting, and finally came to the center of the island, surrounded by monsters on all sides.

The number of monsters is too much, almost endless.

“Are you going to die? What the hell is going on?”

Smith asked unwillingly.