NPC's Poverty Story

Chapter 252 Yetong, who is good at planting flowers

Darkness and light are integrated into one body, Athel's dark body reveals wisps of holy light, and the darkness appears deeper under the reflection of the holy light.

Two kinds of aura erupted around Assel's body, Ye Tong was shocked by this energy, and Assel's shattered body recovered again.

"Witness the darkness!"

Athel's voice was cold and heartless, and the darkness on a giant hand rotated, and the darkness that swelled to the extreme began to collapse, and the surrounding light was also swallowed by the collapsed darkness, and then the darkness came to Nighteye.

"Looking up at the Holy Light!"

Nighteye's sea of ​​flowers began to be swallowed by darkness, and at this moment, Athel's power of holy light erupted from the other hand again, like a dazzling sun, shining brightly.

The entire illusory space was alternately shrouded in holy light and darkness for a while, Yetong's bloody sea of ​​flowers tended to be suppressed by these two forces at this time.

"Is that all you have, Athel."

The flames around Yetong dimmed a lot under the suppression of Athel's two forces, but she still looked calm.

"You..." Asel's voice stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, the void around his body split open, and bloody Bana flowers grew out of it.

The surrounding space has been filled with blood-colored flowers for some time, and even his twisted figure has flowers as bright as blood blooming constantly.

At this time, these flowers are like bloodthirsty poisonous snakes, eating away at his body and strength. The dark mist is transpiring, and the flowers wither quickly in the black mist, but the newly born flowers will soon wither again. The root hair grows out again, and the cycle repeats.

"Growing flowers has always been my best thing, you won't forget it?" Ye Tong's voice was sarcasm, the sea of ​​flowers was still spreading, burning like a fire, "Oh, yes, you are not Athel at all, Naturally, I won’t remember these things, is it really that interesting to pretend to be someone else?”

Yetong's voice gradually became colder, and the temperature in the entire space had dropped to the extreme. The sea of ​​flowers was like a burning flame, but each blossom was filled with a chill that could not be melted.

"When... when did you find out?" The voice didn't hide anymore after being exposed, but it was a little surprised.

"You just got some fragmentary memories of Asel and you want to deceive me?" Nighteye said, "You said too many words and exposed everything."

"So that's the case, I was negligent." The voice suddenly laughed again: "But so what? Do you really think that these flowers of yours can kill me?"

"You can try to kill you. I hate people lying to me the most."

Yetong's sea of ​​flowers was eating away at everything like maggots attached to the bones, the voice finally started to panic, he found that he couldn't get rid of these flowers no matter what, and he was not a real god, so he couldn't forcibly clear these god-level flowers.

As Yetong's voice fell, the blood-colored flowers in the entire space began to grow wildly, and there were flowers everywhere in the light and shadow. The holy light of the black hole on that figure's body had been covered by the other side flowers, and it no longer had any power.

Those broken bodies indeed belonged to Athel's mutated divine body after being corroded by dark pollution.But that voice was not Arthur himself, even though the voice imitated it very much.

But no one can completely replace the other, some details cannot be imitated at all, and the gap between the two is generally difficult to bridge.

Athel's belief in the way of becoming a god is very different, which also means that there are many differences between him and other gods, so he is also the first to be eroded by dark pollution. Compared with other gods, Athel is more sensitive to this pollution has low resistance.

The birth of a god is never as simple as that voice said. It is not a natural talent that can reserve a god position. In fact, the road to becoming a god is extremely dangerous, even for those with perfect talents.

It is quite astonishing that a god can appear among a hundred people with perfect talents.

This space is completely occupied by Yetong's sea of ​​flowers, which cuts off the connection between that voice and the space, which is equivalent to cutting off the source of his power. Without the blessing of this space, that voice doesn't even have god-level power.

That figure is being swallowed by the sea of ​​flowers little by little, and the dark mist is being swallowed and purified by the flowers. This is the result of Yetong's countless years. She has been able to purify this kind of dark pollution, but it is only limited to this limited pollution, like that at the beginning. She still can't do anything about this large-scale outbreak of pollution.

"Wait, don't you want to know who my real identity is?"

The voice suddenly called out, and he found that Yetong was not saying a word, and was concentrating on killing him, which seemed different from what he thought. Shouldn't normal people force him to ask his real identity at this time?
He also wanted to take this opportunity to delay and create a chance for himself to escape. He knew that as long as he left this place, Ye Tong would not dare to use god-level power to hunt him down.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in the identity of a dead person." Yetong said calmly.

Ye Tong was now in the sea of ​​flowers, watching the huge distorted sound in front of him blossom and fade, everything in this space was disappearing, this was originally a magic space, but at this moment it was dissipating with Athel's body.

"Don't kill me, I know a secret! I can tell you everything I know!"

The voice yelled again anxiously, his situation is gone, and now he can only be slaughtered by Yetong. He regrets it a little. If he doesn't want to devour Yetong without greed, then he should be able to stay here and continue his plan.

But the state shown by Yetong before was full of temptation. On the road to becoming a god, who wouldn't want to take a shortcut?
Yetong listened to those words with a calm face, unmoved, and continued to obliterate the existence of that voice.

"Don't kill me, I... I can surrender to you! I will do my best for you!" the voice continued to shout.

Yetong was stunned for a moment and raised his head to look into the midair. The voice was coming from there at this moment, and a phantom was floating there, gradually becoming transparent, and it was not far from dissipating.

Xuying immediately became excited, he saw a glimmer of hope, the hope of allowing him to live, but Yetong's words made him fall into the abyss of despair:
"Do you... think you deserve it?"

"You! You're damned! You're going to die!" The voice cursed immediately, and the phantom was beating angrily, and its eyes were full of resentment.

"Hehe." Yetong didn't care about these words, the sea of ​​flowers on the other side became more and more prosperous, the figure was still tirelessly cursing Yetong, and the figure was also shrinking with the sound of cursing.

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"The door is closed?!" An Mio looked at the small church with a closed door in astonishment.

"The door was closed shortly after the princess and the others entered, and I don't know what happened." Rowling shook her head helplessly, but she didn't seem too worried, "Don't worry! The princess is here, Ellie Nothing will happen."

Luo Lin thought An Miao was worried about Ailei's safety, so she comforted An Miao.

"I hope!" Seeing that Rowling was so calm, An Mi felt relieved. After all, although there was no direct evidence to prove that Yetong was a god, no matter what, it should have something to do with the former gods.

"Speaking of which, instead of worrying about the safety of the princess and Ellie, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the state of those Guangzu around?" Rowling suddenly said, she always felt that the eyes of those Guangzu were very strange, and now this feeling seems to be even more serious. It's obvious.

"There's nothing wrong with them, those crazy eyes are about to eat people!" An Mio was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at those Guangzu. When she came here, she found that the door of the church was closed, and she hadn't had time to look at the surrounding Guangzu. .

At this moment, those light clans were already restless, and the eyes in the light and shadow were flickering with crazy light. Some of them stared at the church firmly, and some of them stared at An Mio with a bad expression.

"Why did this happen? What about the two Guangzu?" An Mio looked at the almost crazy Guangzu, and then looked at the chapel, probably the current situation is inseparable from what happened inside.

At the same time, An Mio wondered where the two former informants from the Guangzu went. Those two should have been in this settlement, but they were sent back by An Mio when they were the High Priest of the Guangzu.

"Yes, the two of them were here with me not long ago, why are they missing now?" Luo Lin was also a little surprised when An Miao asked.

"There should be an accident inside. Those Guangzu seem to be affected, and they are here." An Mio watched a group of Guangzu approaching step by step, feeling like a zombie siege. Although they were not afraid of these Guangzu, An Mio was afraid of trouble. !It seems that they have to fight these Guangzu again for no reason.

But having said that, An Mio was still merciless in the face of the surrounding Guangzu. A pair of bone claws slapped down on the approaching Guangzu, and immediately scattered many of the Guangzu, and the Guangzu turned into light rain, but This time there was no resurrection.

Then An Mio suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and when she turned her head, she found that Rowling behind her was even more violent. Rowling hadn't used her extraordinary ability for a long time since she came to the border wasteland. After all, it was very cold here. It is useless at other times, but at this time her strength has completely exploded.

The whistling cold wind swept across the audience, and the Befa star was hanging above their heads at this moment, but it could not dispel the cold at all. Where the cold wind passed, snowflakes began to fall out of thin air, and the figures of the Guangzu stagnated in the wind and snow. Among them, this chill can even freeze the light.

An Mio looked surprised, Rowling has become stronger again during this period of time?I haven't seen her so fierce before, but her extraordinary ability is indeed powerful at this stage of evolution.

The vision caused by Rowling continued, and the figure of the Guang clan facing her began to freeze, and then shattered in the cold wind, turning into pieces of ice on the ground.

Seeing that Rowling was so fierce, An Mio couldn't help but wanted to try her hand, but at this moment she found that the light family's eyes had moved to the direction of the chapel in an instant, and she couldn't help but look there, and then she I was shocked to find that the small church was actually disappearing, turning into a little rain of light and disappearing into the air.

(End of this chapter)