Infinite Throne

"Atlas, you are right." The saints thought there was nothing wrong.

It turned out that they did not disobey the order of the high priest. Only a big dog entered the well, and it was not a threat to the high priest. It was more important to deal with this group of evil god apostles.

The cunning "evil god apostles" quickly found the location of the dry well. At the same time, they continued to destroy the tomb, throwing a blasting bomb here and a triggering magic there.

There was already an ice magician in the Aotian Mercenary Group, and Lin Yebai's freezing ability was not noticeable among them.

"Bingbing, you are so powerful..."

"Bingbing, you are so strong, you can freeze the saints..."

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Winning again and again, the members of the Aotian Mercenary Group looked at the ice magician with admiration.

"I..." The ice magician was puzzled. Am I so good?

"Go!" Aotian patted the little head of the ice magician, reminding him to rush into the dry well.

They jumped into the well like dumplings.

"Oh no..."

The saints who had been slipped away looked very ugly.

"As long as we get rid of them before the high priest finds them, the master will not blame us."

Atlas was very considerate and came up with a good idea.

"It seems to be right."

The saints thought it made sense.

"Atlas, do you want to go down with us?"

"There was a problem with the coffin I made. I made such a serious mistake and I am no longer qualified to see the master. I will stay here and check if there are any evil god apostles in other coffins."

"Okay."

Two-thirds of the saints entered the dry well.

The remaining part stayed near the dry well to prevent other evil god apostles from entering.

In fact, the inner layer of the underground palace is now very clean. Except for Lin Yebai, there are no other evil god apostles.

Lin Yebai held a knife and pried open the coffins of the sleeping saints one by one.

It was time to harvest points.

These saints had probably been sleeping in the coffins for a long time, their bodies were shriveled and their faces were dark blue.

After Lin Yebai opened the coffin, he cut their necks with a knife, clean and neat.

[Killed 24 fallen saints whose bodies were hollowed out]

[Points +120,000]

[Obtained 3 tattered white robes of fallen saints, 2 saint notes, 7 antiques from the City in the Clouds]

[Obtained 56 holy blood]

About one [fallen saint whose body was hollowed out] was worth 5,000 points. They should have been worth more. With the prefix of [hollowed out], the points were discounted.

Lin Yebai was a little unhappy, thinking that the high priest had made him lose a lot of points in vain.

"Atlas, have you found a new apostle of the evil god?"

When he passed the wellhead, other saints asked.

"No." Lin Yebai has always been an honest and trustworthy person who only tells the truth.

"Atlas, you don't have to worry. The apostle of the evil god is cunning and vicious, and he is full of tricks. He deliberately hid in your coffin. We all checked it at that time and there was no problem. It's not your fault. The adults won't blame you."

"At least there won't be any more trouble now."

The saints comforted him.

"Okay, I'll continue my patrol."

Lin Yebai turned around in the inner layer of the underground palace, looking for possible fish that slipped through the net, but unfortunately, he didn't find any.

He came to the Mercury River again, and always felt that this Mercury River was not as pure as the first time he saw it, as if it was polluted by something.

At the same time, under the dry well, it was more lively than the New Year.

First a dog went in, and then more than 20 members of the Aotian Mercenary Group and more than a dozen saints went in.

Chasing and playing inside, as cheerful as elementary school students' recess activities.

The high priest failed again at the last minute, and he couldn't count how many times it had happened.

The formation had problems again. The inner formation was shaky and the outer formation was also destroyed.

The group of evil god apostles were about to come from the passage under the city lord's mansion, and a group of evil god apostles also entered the underground palace.

The saints were really useless.

The high priest wanted to scold the waste, but he couldn't get out of here for the time being.

Once he left here, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

If he didn't deal with the growing troubles, when they found this place, his efforts over the past thousand years would also be in vain.

The high priest sent out another incarnation to stop the large number of taskers under the passage of the city lord's mansion. There were some idle saints and Atlas in the inner layer of the underground palace.

He paid some attention to observe Atlas.

Now Atlas was looking at the Mercury Milky Way, his eyes were a little melancholy, as if he was sighing.

He was sighing because the Mercury Milky Way was no longer pure.

He was like the young god in the myth who looked at himself in the water.

The high priest didn't know why the Mercury River was no longer clear recently, so no matter who fell into it, they would be dissolved. Unless someone poured an object that the Mercury River couldn't dissolve into it, it would affect the effect of the formation.

There was no need to think about it, it must be those damn evil god apostles who did something. The saints who have been raised for so many years are useless, a bunch of trash, their brains are gone, and they are not as useful as Atlas.

"Atlas, take the remaining saints to the well and judge those evil god apostles."

"Yes." Lin Yebai immediately took the order after hearing the high priest's words.

Perhaps the high priest was very busy before and did not see him harvesting points. Otherwise, the high priest would not have entrusted him with such an important task.

"The Lord asked us to go to the well." Lin Yebai went to find other saints.

"Atlas, the Lord God asked us to listen to your orders." The saints looked at Lin Yebai.

"The Lord is so magnanimous, so great, so loving..."

Atlas was deeply moved and led the saints into the well.

It was called a well, but it was actually just a passage. There was another palace under the well, which was slightly smaller than the inner layer of the underground palace, and was equally exquisite and complex.

The murals on the wall were damaged during the battle, and there was a mess everywhere. It can be seen that there was a chaotic battle here not long ago.

Lin Yebai asked Ergou to make trouble below and search for treasures by the way. If he saw any good things, he would collect them and not face the high priest directly.

So after he came in, he didn't see anything except the murals. Originally, there should have been decorative objects in some places, but now they are all empty. I don't know if they were all taken away by Ergou.

After several rounds of pursuit and interception, the people of Aotian Mercenary Group finally came to the core palace and approached a huge blood-red door. It seemed that everything would end completely as long as the door was pushed open.

The treasure was within reach.

After they came in, they found nothing. The real treasure must be at the door.

Aotian took a deep breath.

"Captain, you will be the one to push the door." Milk Rabbit suggested.

"Yes, Captain, since you joined the Aotian Mercenary Group, you have always been the one to protect us from the wind and rain."

"Teammate, push the door..."

The members of the Aotian Mercenary Group suggested one after another.

Aotian was overwhelmed with excitement.

The difficulty of this world's mission is too high, and the final reward must be very good.

What good thing is it!

The blood-red door feels cold and sticky. It is obviously a hard stone, but cold plasma seeps out from the inside. After the plasma dries up, new plasma seeps out, layer by layer, piling up on the door, as if it is alive, creeping, and growing.

Aotian pushed the door open, and inside stood a person wearing a pure white mask.

Although the mask was blank, Aotian had a strange intuition that the person wearing the pure white mask was laughing.

It was not a happy laugh.

It was a furious, crazy, and on the verge of exploding laugh. It was like the last struggle of a madman at the end of his rope.

The moment he saw the mask, the indescribable chill directly dominated his body, even his brain became stiff, and extreme terror occupied his whole body.

Aotian already had a certain degree of combat experience and knew how to judge the level of the boss.

Some bosses looked like everyone could kill them with one punch.

Some bosses looked like they could kill everyone with one punch.

There was no doubt that the one in front of him was the latter.

Perhaps, he was the high priest himself.

The high priest who was about to become a god... Although it was impossible for such a small world to give birth to a powerful god, as long as it was related to the word god, it would not be too weak.

Aotian's whole body stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his back, his legs were weak, and he tried to show a humble smile:

"Sorry, I'm bothering you!"

Aotian tried to close the bloody door, but the high priest had already held the door and gently pushed it open.

"I'm here to deliver food..."

"Really, I'll leave right away, I'm lost..."

Aotian's legs trembled, and he showed a gentle smile, his eyes sparkling and blinking. It's not that he didn't want to escape, his legs couldn't move, as if they were stuck to the ground, and he couldn't take a step at all

The same was true for the other people in Aotian's mercenary group. Including Aotian, all of them were swallowed up by the thick surging black and disappeared out of thin air.

After swallowing them, the air fluctuated for a while, as if indigestion, and something fell out.

The sound was very crisp, it should be made of metal.

The high priest did not communicate with them, he was too angry.

A feast that had been prepared for a thousand years was interrupted one after another.

He also felt fear, always feeling that God was not dead, but alive, silently watching this farce.

But the thing on the ground was too curious, it looked like an exquisite box, exuding an unparalleled attraction. It seemed that there was something very good in it for him.

The high priest did not perceive the fatal threat, he picked up the box and opened it——

"Bold beast, take my punch!"

Accompanied by a powerful roar, a huge fist popped out of the box and hit the high priest's face.

Fortunately, only the mask was hit, the pure white mask shattered, and fell to the ground, the sound was particularly distressing.

Whether it was Lin Yebai or other saints, they subconsciously aimed at the high priest's face.

But there was another mask inside the mask, also pure white.

[Braised Spare Ribs]: Hahahahahahahahahaha I laughed like a goose

[Cabbage Seed]: Who the hell came up with this prop, make one for me too!

[Man on Man]: Needle doesn't poke, want the same style +1

[Blind Student]: Maybe the high priest's body is a mask?

[I put the needle in]: Pale and beardless, soft voice, this is the symptom of kidney deficiency and Shaoyang

[Lawnmower]: This is not just kidney deficiency, at least it has entered the palace

In fact, the fists in this box have a good attack power, even the high priest can't dodge, the mask should have some defensive effect, if it were someone who is not so strong, maybe his head would be hit directly.

Lin Yebai learned a lesson again today, in the future, when you pick up something, don't open it immediately, but first judge what is inside.

Blackness surged around the high priest, who was obviously extremely angry.

You brave beast, take a punch from me.

This sentence was too loud and echoed endlessly.

"Sir, it's our incompetence, please forgive me."

The saints actually rushed over when Aotian opened the door, and Lin Yebai was among them. He killed several members of the Aotian mercenary group. His white robes were stained with blood. His body was thin and somewhat frail. At this moment, his guilt and self-blame were deeper than those of other saints.

The high priest couldn't help but think that the saints were all useless, but Atlas was very loyal. Although he was weak, he was trying his best.

"Atlas, take them to deal with the other evil god apostles. There is my incarnation there."

"Yes!" Lin Yebai saluted and hurriedly led the saints away.

When he looked up, he saw a flawless face through the crack of the bloody door.

It should belong to a young man. His skin was as pale as jade and had not seen the light of day for a long time. His hanging eyelashes were dark and thick. His whole person was shrouded in a thick shadow, and his outline was extremely gentle.

He has long black hair and wears a gorgeous silver crown, decorated with pearls, necklaces, and precious stones. Even the night is brightened by him.

It only took a moment, and soon the bloody door was closed, and the high priest re-entered.

The man wearing the silver crown could not be seen, and everyone outside the door felt a sense of sadness.

[Class Representative]: I know what the treasure is!

[Blind Life]: Have you never thought about whether the treasure is alive?

[I am a little green dragon]: The moment I saw him, I knew what the real treasure of the City in the Clouds was!

[Super rich Orange seat]: Meow meow meow! ! ! I am willing to take care of him for the rest of my life!

Lin Yebai looked at the saints, their expressions were a little complicated.

"We have no way out."

"So does the high priest."

The voices of the saints were low and particularly heavy.

Lin Yebai thought to himself, fortunately I have it.

They turned to another passage and met the missionaries from the City Lord's Mansion.

The incarnation of the high priest also wears the same white mask. It is a little more hollow than the body of the high priest behind the bloody door, which can be clearly judged.

As a loyal believer of the high priest, Lin Yebai immediately united with the incarnation of the high priest.

The high priest used black sand to blind the others. Lin Yebai took out his knife and stabbed a child.

"Damn it, I can't do it anymore!"

Among them, a strong man carrying a cannon saw that the situation was bad, opened the precious space scroll, and disappeared from the scene.

"Zhang Dapao ran away, follow him quickly!"

The other missionaries were also panicked.

Zhang Dapao, a fourth-level missionary, mechanically enhanced, thermal weapons expert, with first-class life-saving skills. Normally, if Zhang Dapao escapes for his life, all other missionaries will be wiped out.

The missionaries are good at nothing else, and their escape skills are top-notch.

Hot wheels appeared under some feet and left quickly.

Some put spells on themselves and disappear directly.

Some missionaries use transposition props and disappear, leaving behind a crooked-necked tree.

It’s so diverse and eye-opening.

Even the Aotian mercenary group is not bad, otherwise it would be impossible to reach the gate under the siege of the saints. Unfortunately, I was a little unlucky. When I faced the big boss, the high priest waved and sent them all away.

The missionaries ran away wherever they could, and those who couldn't ran were already cold.

[Ordinary Me]: Every time I see the missionaries in the running space, I can’t help but smile with care.

[Huangfu Qiangzi]: Brother Pingfan is right, these people don’t have much ability, but their ability to escape is extraordinary.

[Magician’s Great Zen Staff]: Amitabha, the Lord God always likes to put us in the same mission world as them. Doing missions is like having sex for free. I feel guilty.

[Wang Goudan]: Maybe it’s because of the name conflict. It might be better if they changed the name from the main god space to something else.

Lin Yebai began to watch the barrage while looking at his gains:

[Kill the copycat Lord God Space members x12]

[Reward Points +12000]

[Obtain item spell x80, skill book x1 and some miscellaneous items]

[Equipment obtained: Level 3 Blood Dragon Whip, Level 3 Heart Armor, Level 4 Vajra Indestructible Big Pants]

"There seems to be a dog."

The incarnation of the high priest was thoughtful, but he searched around and found nothing.

When Lin Yebai was chasing the Aotian mercenary group, he had already taken Ergou back to the servant space. Even if the incarnation of the high priest turned over the entire underground palace, it would be impossible to find Ergou.

"You all worked hard."

"Come, I am willing to share the final glory with you."

The incarnation of the high priest pushed open the blood door and motioned for Lin Yebai and others to enter.

Usually when this happens, nothing ends well.

Everyone saw that the high priest was hit by a punch, and also heard the words "Bold bastard, take my punch". This is something that greatly affects the image of the god, and there is no way he will be left alive.

However, the saints enjoyed it so much that they even felt honored and prosperous.

Lin Yebai's expressions were in sync with theirs, pious and fanatical.

This time, he finally saw clearly the scene inside the Blood Gate.

The young man seen earlier, wearing a silver crown, was half-reclining and sitting in the coffin.

A long sword penetrated his heart from back to front. The sword body was soaked in blood and turned red, looking extremely strange.

He probably didn't realize it at first, even his expression was quiet and gentle, and it is still like this to this day. His temperament is pure and noble, even if the divine robe has been stained with blood, it still does not affect his earthly temperament.

Compared to the high priest that everyone in the city believes in, the person in the blood coffin is the real god. The high priest is like a cheap and low-profile version. When Lin Yebai looks at his back again, he will think of the barrage, "white face and no beard, soft voice, are symptoms of kidney deficiency."

Lin Yebai originally suspected that the finger he got came from the god, but the person in the blood coffin had ten slender fingers, and none was missing.

If you can recover from an injury, then a wound like a broken finger should also be able to grow back for the god.

The black air wave covered the blood coffin and easily melted into the body of the person in the blood coffin. The robe that was originally stained with blood turned black, from bottom to top, to the neck position, and was completely stuck.

It cannot be completely refined.

Political and legal still operate.

But all the nutrients in the coffin are gone.

The high priest can't absorb anything. The saints are equivalent to higher-level fallen people. After death, they will turn into black liquid and have no value.

The high priest finally looked at the saints and Atlas.

"Are you willing to give everything for me?" he asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Death is our destination. We are willing to become a member of your kingdom and serve you forever."

"It is our honor to die for you."

"Death is the eternal peace." The high priest expressed his approval and was very satisfied with the believers' understanding.

Lin Yebai knew that some □□ liked to fabricate doctrines to deceive believers, for example, death is beautiful and worthwhile, and after death, they will be accepted by the gods and become the king of the kingdom of God to enjoy bliss, etc.

No matter which dynasty or generation, there are such people.

Perhaps it can be completely eliminated when the people's wisdom is enlightened to a certain extent.

These saints have been completely brainwashed and are willing to sacrifice themselves for the high priest. Soon, golden light spots floated out of their bodies and were absorbed by the high priest.

The sleeping gods in the blood coffin were eroded again, and even their faces showed strange black shadows.

The high priest was indeed close to success, just one step away.

He looked at Atlas, feeling sorry, but he had no choice but to do so.

"Atlas, come here, my child..."

The high priest's tone was extremely gentle, and he even opened his arms, wanting to hug this devout little believer.

[I am a little green dragon]: Ah ah ah, the scene I'm most looking forward to has appeared! ! !

[Moonlight thorns]: The anchor is coming up! Take the opportunity to take off his mask!

[A mistake was made in the melon field]: I also want to see what the high priest looks like

"My lord."

Lin Yebai approached, as if he wanted to hug him. Under the disguise of [Dark Crow Mask], a gentle and pious smile appeared on the face of Atlas.

In fact, he drew out the Wusheng Sword without hesitation.

In this world, the Wusheng Sword has swallowed countless holy blood, and just looking at the blade with the corner of your eye will make your eyes feel stinging.

Sharp, cold, and can't be looked at directly.

"Sir, death is the eternal peace."

"Why do you want to become a god?"

"I am willing to grant you eternal peace."

His voice was calm, and the chill that was enough to freeze the soul spread. The power gained after swallowing the godhead is not comparable to ordinary ice. It is extremely cold and can kill everything.

The ice sealed the high priest's body from bottom to top. Even if it was only for a moment, it was enough for Lin Yebai to exert his power.

The high priest was extremely horrified and attacked by the sudden coldness. He couldn't move. Atlas turned out to be-

He turned out to be a traitor!!!

He betrayed me! How did he hide it!

"Sir, have a safe journey."

The blade cut across the high priest's neck, and the pure white mask suddenly fell off.