Twilight Speaker

Chapter 100 God’s Descent in Progress (23)
Blood was splashed around the cross, candles were lit, bone powder of mysterious creatures floated in the air, and fog gradually rose.

He used sea salt from the Misty Sea to outline a circle, and placed crystals, spices, and a bloodstone from a true god that he had prepared in advance.
Finally, he solemnly put down the void compass. It was a beacon, a beacon of advent.

All preparations are complete.
Under the moonlight, Dean Wang walked and chanted around the inverted cross.

"Great, Most High Lord"

"In the abyss of the endless universe, I call out with a humble heart. Please listen to our voices, feel our sincerity, and allow me to glimpse your infinite wisdom and power."

The inverted cross is emitting a faint light, the void compass is slowly rotating, and the rift leading to the void dimension is unfolding!

Through the crack, you can vaguely see an extremely huge crocodile-headed god with wings on its back!

God is watching.

There is light rushing up to the clouds from the cracks!
Above the clouds, space was curved, and a giant crocodile head appeared in the virtual form, pressing heavily on the border of the real world, trying to squeeze in with all its might! !

The great city fell into a dead silence, and the face of God was in heaven.

The moon was dark, everything was without light, and the nine bishops rose into the air, their power was like the sea and prison.

"The losers leave, the winners stay."

The bishop's voice from the Temple of Thought was solemn:
"When the true god's will occupies the container, the memory and residual soul of the container will be separated out. The last survivor will take away the memory and residual soul separated from the container!"

"Can!"

Several bishops responded in a low voice, the space was torn apart, and a cold atmosphere enveloped the entire Nine Rings. Countless people were terrified, and civilians put their hands together and raised them above their heads!

"May the Emperor bless you."

They recited this devoutly.

………………

Outside the great city, on an isolated island somewhere.

The huge scarecrow slowly opened his eyes. He seemed to be standing on a mountain or in a wheat field. Eighty-four thousand crows were slowly circling around him.
He looked at the great city, and at the huge face of the true God that stretched a hundred miles above the city, and finally sighed:

"Forget it, you can't die."

Primitive Fear's mind was clear, and a solemn expression appeared on his face made of straw. If he interfered with the descent of God at this moment, he would make an enemy of a true God.
Even being stared at by the outer gods
But it's not a big problem.

At most, I can stay in reality and never go to other dimensions. That way, even the outer gods cannot touch me.

Primal Fear slowly tightened the sickle in his hand. Eighty-four thousand crows circled and cried. He was about to take a step forward and descend upon the great city, but he stopped at the last moment!
The scarecrow looked sideways, his deep hollow eye sockets staring into the darkness. The visitor couldn't stop trembling, his spirit was almost torn apart, and endless fear surged from the bottom of his heart.
The man bowed to the ground, trembling, and spoke tremblingly:
"I'm here to pass on a message."

"Speak." The icy voice of primitive fear pierced into the mind of the crawler. Meng Tu was gasping for breath. Even though he was a false god, he was on the verge of death at this moment!
The Duke of White Star said with difficulty:
"You don't need to intervene, you don't need to show up, he will be fine, and he will give you the answer you want in the end. These are the original words."

The dark eye sockets with deep sunken primal fear stared at the crawling Meng Tu. After a long silence, He finally walked back into the shadows, and the eighty-four thousand crows stopped crowing.

"I understand."

The deep, boundless fear dissipated, and Meng Tu collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely, his heart beating violently.

He swallowed and said:

"The original fear is really here. He actually listened to the teacher's words."

Meng Tu wiped the sweat off his face. A moment ago, his mentor gave him several decrees, one of which was to let him come to this isolated island to meet the original fear.
Meng Tu felt even more awed. This new congressman seemed to be even more terrifying than he had imagined!
Without hesitation, after a short rest, He recalled the decree while rushing towards the next destination.

"The next place is"

"Wu's Manor."

"Release a ghost, pick up a mirror, and place it on an airship."

………………

The time has passed midnight.

The progress of God's descent is slowly increasing, and the nine bishops are standing in the clouds, deciding the outcome!

"This is the best opportunity."

Dean Colossus had arrived outside Saint-Lo Square without him noticing. He looked at the nine tall figures in the sky with fear and fanaticism, and his breathing became rapid.

"Soon, I will be one too!"

Dean Colossus arranged the ceremony, turned the crimson compass, and gradually became transparent, with light enveloping him.

"Enter the gap between dimension and reality, use this war of gods as a ritual, and tear apart the next piece of reality as my divine domain."

"Then, I am also a god!"

As he muttered to himself, he gradually faded into the mist of light and suddenly disappeared from where he was, leaving only a compass falling to the ground.

As he disappeared, in the sky.

The first defeated bishop appeared.

The bishop of the Shadow Church coughed up blood, was the first to be hunted, and finally chose to withdraw.

"I give up!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The other eight bishops continued to fight each other. The terrifying aftermath was spreading, but it was forcibly restrained by Lu Sangdou and did not affect the Nine Rings.

The other bishops all had strange looks on their faces. They couldn't understand the behavior of this Bishop of Deep Void, but they didn't pay too much attention to it.

As time passed, the bishop from the Church of Life was defeated. All the strings of the violin in his hand broke, and he himself was severely injured.

Then the old woman wearing the wizard's hat also withdrew from the battlefield. The hat on her head was tattered and the divine blood was spilling like water.

The three bishops were far away from the battlefield, each with a gloomy look on their faces.

The old woman looked down, gazing at the ninth ring, and the entire outer three rings:

"Well, now that we are here, we can't leave empty-handed."

The bishop of the Shadow Church proposed: "The Nine Rings belong to me, and I will drag them into the shadows."

"The eight rings belong to me." The young man holding the broken violin had a gloomy expression. The old woman looked at him in surprise and asked, "Why do you, the Life Church, want to take someone's life?"

"We give life to all things, and when they die, they return to us."

The young man said coldly:
"I use the blood of living beings to heal my wounds. There are at least eight-ringed people, so it should be no problem for me to belong to them?"

"Okay, I want the Seventh Ring." The old woman nodded with a smile, and looked at the Seventh Ring with disgust:
"Order, huh, what I hate most is order. Only chaos leads to war, and only war is truth!"

The three defeated bishops divided up the territory.
The god in the shadow spread out his hands, and a vast shadow spread out;

The young man played his broken violin, calling every life to return to him;

The old woman sent down the crimson power, and the seeds of riot were spread out. One after another, people lost their minds and began to fight each other.
On the inverse cross, enveloped by the terrifying divine power, Chen Xiang sighed slightly.

"The Church. Ha."

He shook his head slightly:
“They are all cults.”

The entire outer three rings fell into panic at this moment. The ninth ring was submerged in shadows, and the eighth ring was shrouded in the rhythm of life. The spirit of each person was being recalled or deprived. The seventh ring became a real purgatory. Everyone lost their minds and fought to kill each other.
"The war between gods does not affect mortals, and gods do not bring anger upon mortals!"

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound, and the false god who was shrouded in fog and whose appearance could not be seen clearly came out from nowhere. He tore through the shadows and rushed forward!

"Where are you from?" The Shadow Bishop frowned and fought with Meng Tu who was shrouded in fog.

"Messenger!" Meng Tu shouted, echoing through the Nine Rings: "I am the messenger from Order!"

The old woman and the young man looked at them sideways, and although they were surprised, they did not interfere. They just silently harvested the seventh and eighth rings.

In the sky above the Eighth Ring, a huge airship suddenly appeared.

The airship appeared with a dull, hollow solemnity.

"Life belongs to you, and the soul belongs to me."

The voice in the airship was extremely majestic:

"Ant! You are trying to usurp my power! You must be killed!"

The Bishop of Life was stunned and looked sideways, staring at the airship, but saw that the person who spoke was
A mirror?
ha?
The next moment, light was reflected in the mirror, covering the entire eight rings. The soul that was extracted by the piano sound returned to its original body, and ghosts crawled out one after another from the void! !
"Let me show you!"

The mirror stood on the airship and roared:

"I will show you how powerful I am! The one who steals the power will die!"

Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions
The souls of all the dead in the Eight Rings over the past 1,518 years woke up at this moment, transformed into ghosts, and gathered into an infinite sea!

This ghostly sea submerged the young man holding the violin.

In the inner third ring road, Lu Salem's eyes widened, and Lu Fenghua took a breath and looked sideways:
"0009??"

"Grandfather, weren't you banished to the void?"

"It came back from the void." Sarah lowered his eyelids and narrated softly, but his heart was filled with horror!
009 was clearly sacrificed to the past by himself!
Why does it appear here?

Could it be.
tutor?

That’s right, it must be the mentor, the mentor who can roam in the subspace, obtained 009 from the Great Master and brought it back to reality!

It turned out to be the case.

Sarah's expression relaxed a little, and he looked calm and composed:

"What happened in the outer third ring has nothing to do with the Great City. No matter what happens, you don't have to care about it, and you don't have to be surprised. Girl, I taught you that you should remain calm even if a mountain collapses in front of you."

Lu Fenghua nodded ashamedly:
"Grandfather, I remember this. I remained calm even when a mountain collapsed in front of me!"

"Well, just remember it. There is an old saying in Donghong Country: 'You can have a heart as calm as thunder and a face as peaceful as a lake. Only in this way can you be worshipped as a saint, huh?!"

Sarah suddenly jumped up from the wheelchair.

"Grandfather, the mountain collapsed in front of him but he remained calm! He remained calm!" Lu Fenghua stared at the big ghost driving the huge ship in the seventh ring and murmured.
"Is this a landslide?!"

Lu Sarah gasped as he watched the Kyushu, piloted by the Great Ghost, smash the Crimson Bishop into pieces:

“This is the collapse of the sky.”

He was extremely shocked. When did Chen Xiang release the ship from the subspace?

Why would a ghost at the level of a heavenly messenger steer the boat for him?

There is only one answer.

The instructor also gave 009 to Chen Xiang.

No, the tutor is his father? ?

Luzar's expression was more solemn than ever before, and He sensed something was wrong.

Mentor, you trust Chen Xiang too much.

"where is the problem?"

………………

Nine rings, Saint-Lo Square.

The descent of God has been almost completed. A wisp of will from the Crocodile-Headed True God tore open the barrier between reality and the void, and descended into the spiritual world of the upside-down young man.

"A perfect vessel."

The crocodile-headed spirit was slightly delighted.

(There is one more chapter coming later)
(End of this chapter)