I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 1020

Behind the cardinal, a huge light and shadow appeared. This light and shadow has no shape and changes inexplicably, but the aura it emits is as deep as the sea. When people touch it, they have an urge to worship.

There was a hint of confusion in Han Dong's eyes, and he even blinked hard, unable to believe what he saw.

"The remnant soul of the Lord of Souls?" Han Dong yelled in surprise, "You, you are hiding in a mortal body?"

The Lord of Soul is a real god, high above you!In the eyes of the gods, human beings are like cattle and sheep. Just as many believers propagate, human beings are just the favorite lambs of the gods, and the temple is the shepherd responsible for grazing for the gods.

Many people think that comparing human beings to lambs is the love of gods for human beings, but in fact, in the eyes of gods, human beings are lambs, and it is right to love human beings. Like the human faith and soul.

Imagine, when a human body is destroyed and only a remnant soul remains, would he be willing to occupy the body of a pig or sheep?Even for human beings, this is an unbearable thing, not to mention the high gods!
At this time, Han Dong looked at the Lord of Soul, as if he was looking at the legendary Zhu Bajie!
"Human, I don't like the look in your eyes!" The huge light and shadow began to shake slightly, and seemed to become angry.The surrounding soul pots also began to howl, and gray figures floated out of the soul pots and merged into the light and shadow.

In a short while, two full soul pots returned to their previous white porcelain appearance, which is equivalent to 20 souls of faith being fused into the body by the Lord of Souls.

"Damn it, those soul pots are all mine!" Han Dong gritted his teeth, and with a thought, an insect soldier puppet with star power appeared beside him.

In the Nether Ancient Clock, most of the Nether Worm Soldiers were assigned to rebuild the city of Nightmare Horn, but Han Dong still took the hundred most powerful Nether Worm Soldiers with him.

With an order, a nether insect soldier rushed towards the remnant soul of the Lord of Souls. As soon as he approached, gray horror vortices appeared in front of the Lord of Souls.

"God Killing Art!" The Lord of Soul screamed, and with a "whoosh", he retracted into the cardinal's body again.

For the gods, although the Killing God Art has never really killed a god, its power has made many gods feel terrified, especially now that the master of soul has become a remnant soul, without even a god body, there is no way Resist the God Killing Art.

The master of soul, who had absorbed 20 souls of faith, became stronger than before. Pain appeared on the cardinal's face, and he covered his head with his hands, letting out bursts of mournful wailing.

At this time, nearly ten undead insect soldiers had already used the God Killing Art and rushed in front of the cardinal. Eight or nine gray vortexes almost enveloped his whole body, and the terrifying suction force almost The cardinal tore it into eighty-nine parts.

However, at this time, the cardinal couldn't care about the terrifying power of the God Killing Art. His head began to swell slowly, getting bigger and smaller. What a mortal body can bear.

The next moment, with a bang, the head of the cardinal shattered apart, exploding into particles smaller than dust, and was instantly absorbed by the vortex of the God Killing Art.

A ball of light the size of a basketball floated in the air like a substance, and wisps of gray aura continued to escape, drifting towards the God-killing vortex. After a while, the ball of light shrunk by one-tenth.

"Stop, stop quickly!" In the ball of light, the Lord of Soul uttered a miserable scream. Facing the God Killing Art, the remnant soul of the Lord of Soul had no way of resisting it, and could only watch helplessly. The soul was swallowed by eight or nine god-killing vortices.

"Forgive me, I am willing to tell you the way to become a god!" The Lord of Soul let out a heart-piercing roar, "The gods have fallen, and now there are no gods in this world, you will have the opportunity to become the only true god! Forgive me, Forgive me, I swear by my soul, I will definitely tell you how to become a god!"

The master of soul who absorbed 20 souls of faith, the remnant soul is almost condensed into substance, which is why the head of the cardinal who has been living in him has been burst.

Eighty-nine god-killing vortexes absorb the remnant soul of the Lord of Souls one by one. Although they are rarely very slow, they are extremely firm and irresistible.

Han Dong has been silent all the time. How to become a god is enough temptation for him, and now Han Dong, unlike before, can only let the skill finish by itself after casting the God Killing Art, and Han Dong has no way to control it.

However, as Han Dong's proficiency improved as he used the God Killing Art again and again, he was now able to automatically control the God Killing Art, which could be interrupted at will.

But now is not the most desperate moment for the soul lord, Han Dong just stared at it quietly, letting the god-killing vortex swallow it.

"Don't you want to know the secret of becoming a god? Don't you want to know the secret of the temples?" The ball of light shrinks at an indestructible and slow speed. It was the size of a basketball before, and after a quarter of an hour, it has become the size of a football.

"Let me go, I will tell you all these secrets!"

"From now on, wherever you are, I will stay away..."

"Forgive me, forgive me..."

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The Lord of Soul kept begging for mercy. It could feel that it was slowly becoming weaker. It was just a remnant soul. After devouring the soul of faith, it had a fighting power, but under the God Killing Art, everything Efforts have become a joke.

The ball of light kept shrinking, from the size of a football to the size of an apple. The Lord of Soul kept begging, cursing, threatening, and intimidating, but he couldn't stop Han Dong.

In the end, the Lord of Souls was completely desperate, without saying a word, silently waiting for the final destruction!

"Tens of thousands of years of aloofness, thousands of years of lingering, in the end, all you get is a silent annihilation?" Suddenly, a sorrowful emotion welled up in the heart of the Lord of Souls.

"Swear to be my master, tell me all the secrets, and help me become a real god. In the future, I will give you the position of God!" Han Dong said suddenly.

"Hehe, I serve you as master? Do you want me to be your slave!" The Lord of Souls laughed.For a god who was once aloof, this kind of humiliation was simply unbearable.

"In that case, let's destroy it." With a mocking smile on Han Dong's face, he turned his head and walked towards the soul jars placed around the hall.

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　The next chapter will be around eight o'clock
　　
　
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