"Sorry, it's very unsightly to keep this look, and it's also annoying to others. Alas, I do this for a reason," said the ugly face sighing and slowly: "I have a friend named Agata, who was my friend when I was not yet an explorer, in my hometown. Later, I was discovered to have the talent of an explorer and came to other city-states to practice. I often go back to visit him. His face is like me now, and it was burned in a fire. Later, he got married and had a beautiful daughter. On the day he was born, I personally baptized his daughter, and I was considered half a pastor!"
The ugly face paused, his eyes were a little wet, and his voice was hoarse, "Later one day, I returned to my hometown again, but I saw scorched earth all over the ground. The two explorers fought here and destroyed everything. I ran to Agata's house. He and his wife were both dead in the sea of ​​fire. Only the daughter was still alive and unconscious."
"I saved this surviving child and wanted to take care of her, but after she experienced such a thing, she was mentally stimulated, emotionally unstable, afraid of light, claustrophobic space, afraid of everything strange, and did not trust anyone except herself. I was worried that she would not live long. After all, she was the only bloodline of a good friend, so she burned her face, put on her father's clothes, pretended to be her father to take care of her. Sure enough, she didn't resist. Now her illness has been much better, and she is fostered by a kind farmer, and she goes to see her every year. I hope she will be safe for a lifetime."
Michelle covered her mouth and cried, "So, that's how it is. If you have a good friend like you, Agata will smile in heaven."
The night wind shuttled between the strange rocks, rubbing sharply, like the cry of a devil. Although Michelle is a model of a strong woman, she was also a little scared. She held the corner of her ugly face tightly, and her eyes were shiny, like a timid kitten.
Suddenly, the wind blew some whispering conversations into their ears. The words were torn by the rocks and the wind, and they were already blurred. However, Michelle was curious and said, "I want to go and see, it seems that someone is talking. Is there someone trapped by the rocks here like us?"
"Forget it, even if we find them, we can't get out. We must be wary of each other. There are still vendettas for profit in broad daylight. Now there is no sunshine. Those people may still covet your beauty. After all, it's not safe." The ugly face frowned and rationally answered that in this world, people are the most dangerous species. Compared with the storm at sea, the attacks of spirits are more difficult to guard against.
"But, if everyone gathers together, they may find a way to go out. Besides, we can also form a group with these people and take care of them in miracles. Do you think it's not?" Michelle always insists on her own opinions, but to be honest, she is indeed not good at dealing with others, planning some plans, etc., and always takes it for granted. Perhaps it is because it is too simple that Li Yi will help her.
The ugly face couldn't help but let her go along with the sound and tell the source of the sound to the keen sense of the spirit. However, they walked around the winding ditch and suddenly opened up in front of them.
This is a huge circular open space, with an oil lamp squirting in the center, which is ancient in style. It is a shape of a woman with a crocodile body holding a copper pot. Her ugly face, who is familiar with mythology and classics, immediately recognized that this was the river god worshipped in the Nile River Basin in ancient times. The god's copper pot sprayed bright cold light, illuminating the open space like daytime.
The oil lamp is placed on the triangular altar. It is strange that there is such an altar in this place, in the Blackstone Basin near the city-state of Vancisco. There are twelve white robes in white, with scattered white lines on the cuffs and edges of clothes. It seems that men and women who do not close their mouths when tailoring. They are straight, shoulder-length blond hair, white as paper, and delicate facial features. If the lines of women are not softer, they will not be able to tell their gender. These people give people the feeling of being perfect, very perfect, and the lines of the outline seem to be distributed in the most correct proportions, containing supreme truth. If humans are defective, they are qualified finished products, with blonde hair and blue eyes, well-proportioned figure, but without any emotion in their eyes, like dolls.
The twelve men had the mark of cross on their foreheads, they wreathed with olive branches on their left hand, silver daggers on their waists, and a complex blue bird flying among the redbuds embroidered on their chests. It seemed to be a mysterious organization. Among the twelve men, there was a man wearing a crown on his head, who looked like their leader.
"Why are there such a group of people here? What do they want to do? It's so evil!" Ugly face and Michelle hid and eavesdropped on their words.
These twelve young men with almost identical looks looked straight, as if they were empty as if they were not focal. The one wearing the crown said: "God's will cannot be blasphemed. God has told us that in half a year, we will lower our great will and form the world in a map and form, and a group of prosthetic bodies are needed. The spiritual perception is high, and young people are given priority. The opening of the ruins and the Colt Cup in half a year will all select the best prosthetic bodies to offer to our god, and our god is immortal!"
"My God created human beings, and human beings should die for the sake of God. Those who are chosen to be in charge of the prosthetic body will be killed."
"Now the world is broken, and human beings have little respect for the gods. When the gods come, they will launch a doomsday judgment to cleanse the world and make everything clean."
"My God is immortal..." They praised loudly.
Michelle and the ugly face dare not speak. This is really weird. These people speak one by one, maybe they are a group of crazy believers. If they completely believe themselves to the gods, they will completely lose their sense of independence.
The ugly face has always called these people who serve the gods wholeheartedly as blind followers, but the blind followers have obtained power beyond humanity from the gods. If they do not contract spirits, they have very strong strength. The power they use is not spiritual power or natural power, but divine power blessed by the gods, which is very strange.
"What do these people do? Where do they come from?" Michelle didn't know their origins at all, so he asked about the ugly face.
"They call themselves the people of God's Chosen and the servants of the gods. These people are actually monsters wearing human shells. It's very difficult to provoke. Let's go!" The ugly face, who was always shocked, was actually full of sweat. He knew how powerful the servants of these gods were.
Michelle also felt the seriousness of the situation, but when she was about to leave, a chosen people suddenly turned around and looked here, "There are a few little reptiles, I will purify them."
"No, I've been discovered!" The ugly face felt an extremely powerful terrifying will sweep across the place. He and Michel were fully exposed, and the other party obviously wanted to deal with them as eavesdroppers.
The chosen one walked towards them, crossed hundreds of meters in one step, then stretched out a white finger, and a red cross light lit up, and then a terrifying death ray burst out!
"Water Mirror!" Michel was shocked. The Titan Water Spirit condensed a water curtain and wanted to block the ray, but the red light was incredible and directly penetrated the water mirror's spiritual technique, and then shot through its right arm. The thick arm was suddenly broken into two pieces, and blood shot!
"Run! This monster has at least the peak of the golden level, and is only one step away from the red level. It's so terrible. Our power is not an opponent at all. We can only rely on the terrain to get rid of him!" The ugly face showed extraordinary calmness and decisiveness at the critical moment.
"I'm sorry, I've made a mistake again, so I shouldn't be curious to see..." Michelle's nose felt sore and she almost cried.
"Not these times now, I will punish you when I get rid of this monster!" The ugly face blamed him with anger. He pulled Michelle and ran. After a meeting, the strongest Titan Water Spirit here lost an arm. The gap in strength between them was so big that it was irreparable. Fortunately, there was only one God-Selected Person chasing them. If each of the twelve people had a ray, they would be unable to fly and would be destroyed directly into ashes.
"Blasphemous sinners, the punishment for death is already a favor to you. The souls you wait for will inevitably go to hell and be burned forever!" The voice of the chosen one came from behind, and two red crosses lit up from their eyes, followed by two rays of destruction!
"Boom! Boom!" The rocks were damaged, and the hard stone floor was swept out of the gullies. If they were rayed, they would almost die.
This God-Selected Person is not anxious or slow, always following them, as if he is enjoying the fun of chasing and trying to make the prey die in despair. This mentality of playing with prey at the top makes an angry heart in the ugly face, and the feeling of humiliation spreads freely in his heart, but the situation is not stronger than that of humans, and turning back to fight with it is almost a mortal ending. He is no longer the kind of passionate young man, and there is a panicked Michelle around him.
"Oh, what should I do? It would be great if that guy was there! How can such a dead end be solved? This time I got this information from the mouths of the chosen ones of God. It was so terrible. Why did the will of the gods come? Is there something unknown in the world that requires the gods to come forward to maintain stability? Some secrets are better than those who don't know. They have no value to me but are troubled."
In order to resist the death rays that were shot one after another, their spirits were already scarred. The methods of the God-Selected Ones were almost cruel. They could kill them, but they avoided the key points, allowing the spirit to lose a part of their body in pain. When they heard their screams, Michelle had tears in his eyes and held his hands tightly. The road to light and freedom became bleak again. The world was inconsistent and in danger of protection. The weak-powered ones were easily slaughtered and became fertilizer for the principle of natural selection in this world.
"Woman, your flesh shell is of good qualifications. If you wish to sacrifice yourself for my God, you will not die!" The robe of the God-Selected One was swaying in the wind, dancing gracefully, and the brilliance of holiness and divinity appeared on his face.
"Dream! I won't let that god occupy my body and erase my consciousness. Why do you madmen force others' will?" Michelle certainly didn't want to.
"Rejecting the glory of God is a sin. An ant-like human being. My God created you and others, giving you wisdom, life and supreme body. But you have no feedback on gratitude, which is a sin. Eavesdropping on the secret words of God is a sin. You are extremely evil. You are especially purifying in the name of God!" The God-selected face was still stiff without any expression, but the ubiquitous will made the ugly face and Michel feel the anger of disdain and surprise, as if they did not expect them to refuse.
"This bastard has treated us as blasphemers. Damn it, this man is too strong to fight against him at all. What should I do? "The ugly face made a fuss and decided to block the attack of the God-Selected One and let Michel escape alone. However, Michel will definitely not abandon him. Even if he dies, he will die with him. This is very difficult to deal with. Just when he is hesitant, the God-Selected One seems to have lost his patience and decided to end the pursuit.
He stretched out his finger, and a dark red light of death lit up. There was no intentional deviation. He directly corrected the angle and shot towards the ugly heart! The rocks blocking the way, the body of the spirit, and the barrier condensed by spiritual techniques were all penetrated. This was equivalent to the full-strength attack of the peak gold-level spirit, which was not something that some gold-level primary spirits could withstand.
"No!" Michel shouted in grief, as if she saw her beloved lying in a pool of blood. At this time, a small silver metal shield appeared out of thin air on the chest of ugly face. The shield had an angled edge, and a spiral three-dimensional pattern on the surface. Although it was a spiritual technique, it looked like a real metal shield.
"Swish!" The God-Selected Attack fell for the first time, and the red rays ejected to one side, cutting the rock walls beside them, and the upper half slid down and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Who!" The God-Selected Person looked in the voice, and a messy gray-haired young man turned out from behind the teeth-like rock, followed by three spirits.
The young man not only had messy and long hair, but his beard was also as messy as a bird's nest. If his bright eyes were not full of the radical wisdom of young people, he would treat him as a strange uncle when he first met. His clothes were not very neat, and he was wearing a black robe, wrinkled trousers, and socks of varying heights.
The three spirit sellers behind him are much better than him. One is a high-level gold-level steel spirit, which is different from the thick Feld. Her lines are soft and graceful, and her whole body is silver. She looks like a female warrior wearing tight armor. The two pairs of silver metal wings behind her are covered with straight patterns. You can tell at a glance that it is not a decoration.
The second was just a bright yellow flame man, burning in a mess, and the air around him was distorted, but he could not feel the heat wave, as if he compressed all the energy into his body. The third was a pig-like creature dressed in rock armor, which was huge, like a hill.
They are all high-level gold-level existences, and their auras are connected together, which completely suppresses the God-Selected Ones.
"Well, I smell the annoying God-Selected One again. You God's mulberry has become uneasy since the beginning of spring. Could it be that any will above you are coming? Every time you think you are acting secretly and unknown, you are really self-righteous! Those clumsy cover-ups have long been seen through by discerning people. This time, why did you chase this beautiful lady and this... What's wrong with your face? Oh, sorry, I shouldn't tell others' flaws so bluntly. I always do this, and I will say everything I see. The old man has already said to me, but I always forget that some people hear others say their flaws.
Chapter completed!