Chapter 390 Blasphemy the remaining power of the public
'Ms. Bleak actually has a crush on me? ! ’
Chen Lun stood there, frowning slightly.
He was very puzzled by this.
The Chrysalis of the End is an organization that believes in him. Now that he is massacring his followers, he should be resented, but in the end he is favored...
‘Is it because the Chrysalis of the End and the Red Apple Church got mixed up, which displeased Lady Gloom? After all, the relationship between him and Mrs. Rose is not very good...'
Chen Lun started to think.
‘It’s also possible that He doesn’t care about the so-called believers… and even hates this group of believers. ’
He shook his head.
‘Forget it, it’s not a bad thing after all. ’
Chen Lun took a look around, and after confirming that there were no remnants of the Chrysalis of the End, he jumped into the air and rushed towards the interior of the church area.
Not for a moment.
He came to a ruins.
There was still a lot of blood on the ground, and five consuls including Ginsburg Mulenga were standing quietly aside, exchanging something in a low voice. It seems that the battle has been resolved long ago and seems to be waiting for Chen Lun's arrival.
"Sorry, I'm a little slow."
Chen Lun apologized to them.
"It's okay."
Ginsburg laughed.
"What's your catch there, Jack?"
"No..."
Chen Lun replied.
But after thinking about it, he still told the story about the dim lady.
The five archons in front of me are all saints. They are at a higher level than me and know more than me. They may be able to answer some of my confusion. But because the favorability prompts on the panel were difficult to explain, Chen Lun changed his explanation:
"But after I removed the members of the Chrysalis of the End, I seemed to feel a mysterious gaze coming from a distant place... At that moment, I seemed to smell an extremely strong smell of blood, as well as countless voices of chants and prayers. It seems to be shouting for Judili..."
"Huh?!"
Ginsburg and others were shocked.
Mulenga immediately raised his hand to interrupt Chen Lun's words.
"Jack!"
Their faces suddenly became serious.
Mulenga frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Don't call me by name...the being at the end of God's path, whatever you say will be known!"
"You are being targeted by Lady Gloom..."
Yasmin looked at Chen Lun with a solemn expression.
"Have you ever received a grudge for slaughtering His followers?"
Peggy said from the side.
Several consuls were silent for a few seconds, seeming to sense how difficult this matter was.
"It's not..."
Chen Lun shook his head.
"I clearly feel that the gaze is not malicious. On the contrary, that existence seems to have some affection for me...?"
"This..."
The five consuls looked at each other, a little surprised.
They did not question Chen Lun's words, but chose to trust him.
"That's not impossible."
Bindu rubbed his chin and thought for a moment.
"Not all angels and gods love their believers. In most cases, they are indifferent... and some may even hate their believers. People in the world are ignorant and think that their fanatical beliefs can win the favor of the gods, but they don't know This kind of behavior is just one-sided self-righteousness..."
"The Chrysalis of the End has not existed for long, and it has not been more than twenty years since their birth. During this period, I have never heard of Lady Gloom performing a miracle... Maybe what Jack did happened to be in line with His wishes?"
Peggy looked at the other consuls and expressed her analysis.
"The Bleak Lady is a god-level angel on the same level as the King of Slaughter. We don't need to speculate too much about their thoughts..."
Ginsburg said calmly.
He then turned to look at Chen Lun.
"Jack, you should know the three laws of the mysterious realm...the first of which is the law of extraordinary fusion. Extraordinary properties of the same sequence and adjacent sequences have a tendency to aggregate, usually with high sequences attracting low sequences... When the extraordinary properties complete the aggregation , that is, after promotion, mysterious pollution radiation will be produced. The higher the sequence, the stronger the radiation!”
Ginsburg paused.
"Especially when you ascend to the holy throne, this inevitable radiation pollution will transform with your own extraordinary power, reaching an extremely terrifying level... You may not be able to feel it before, but you will understand it when you advance to a high position. ...once the saint reveals the form of a mythical creature , is like a huge source of pollution. Not to mention ordinary people, even low-sequence extraordinary people will be contaminated on the spot and lose control and die suddenly. Only then can we resist.”
He patted Chen Lun on the shoulder and comforted:
"The reason why high-ranking people do not easily reveal the form of mythical creatures is because they are actually controlling themselves... Every time they use the power of mythology, they must consume their own reason to fight against pollution and madness. This is also Another reason why we like to use incarnations is that after all, using the body is risky... so you don't have to worry too much. No matter what attitude Lady Gloom has towards you, she will not attack you easily."
Chen Lun suddenly understood.
He also picked up on Ginsburg’s subtext.
That's because I'm not qualified enough... and I'm not worthy of letting Ms. Gloomy deal with me personally.
Through his words, Chen Lun learned the complete [Extraordinary Law 1: Extraordinary Fusion Law], and also learned another unspoken rule hidden under this law——
Every time a high-ranking person takes action, it costs money!
The earlier the sequence, the greater the cost!
‘After being promoted to a high position, does oneself become a source of pollution...? ’
Chen Lun looked solemn.
‘Sure enough, it confirms that sentence. The gift given by fate has already been marked with a price in secret... The acquisition of power must bring pollution and madness! ’
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The six people did not stay long.
After a brief exchange, Chen Lun followed the five consuls and rushed to the fortress.
This building, which seemed to be no different from other fortresses of hatred, was the goal of their trip. It plays a decisive role in the entire battle, and its importance is self-evident.
"The asylum, the Church of the Sun and the Church of the Moon are not slow in their actions. According to the latest information, they have determined the specific locations of two other base fortresses and sixteen node fortresses, and are already taking action..."
Mulenga said calmly while leaping at high speed.
"Although the Red Apple Church is powerful, after all, it is fighting against the entire empire on its own... The original caretaker here, Rafa, has fallen. Even if the other party reacts, they will probably not be able to mobilize more high-level combat forces. Come and guard..."
"Although I say this, we cannot take it lightly."
Ginsburg said solemnly.
"The Red Apple Church has a history that lasts for thousands of years. Who knows what other hidden methods they have."
"You're right, Ginsburg."
Mulenga glanced at Him and nodded.
The other people also nodded to show their understanding.
As if to confirm Ginsberg's words, before everyone reached the vicinity of the fortress, they felt the ground shaking.
Boom!
I saw the red fortress in the distance rising from the ground, and the long legs of flesh and blood under the fortress dug into the ground one by one, supporting the huge building in mid-air. The red light spread, and then overwhelming roars and prayers came from all directions.
"Be careful! It attracts the entire city's corrupt believers!"
Bindu frowned slightly and informed others of what he had seen through the shadows placed everywhere.
"Monsters of this level are no different from cannon fodder to us. The other party will not know this... There is no point in using fallen believers to besiege us."
Mulenga looked at the "crowd" swarming in and said calmly.
Phew—puff! !
He raised his right arm slightly and waved lightly.
A shadow more than ten meters long suddenly appeared on the ground, twisting and swinging like a piece of black cloth, instantly cutting off dozens of fallen believers who were rushing towards them. Their lower bodies still ran forward for a certain distance due to inertia, and then they fell down.
Immediately, the "shadow black cloth" spread out again, directly engulfing these monsters that were broken into two parts and still struggling and twisting, completely obliterating them.
"Wait."
Ginsberg frowned and stopped everyone who was about to take action.
"They don't seem to be coming for us."
"Huh?"
Everyone stood there and soon discovered that the countless fallen believers seemed to have not seen them, passing directly over and rushing towards the Fortress of Hatred.
Buzz!
A high-frequency trembling sound sounded.
Within a few hundred meters of the fortress, there was a sudden loss of gravity. Countless rubble and debris, as well as fallen believers who rushed past, all floated forward and were attracted to the fortress.
There was a continuous sound of crackling flesh and blood, and each fallen believer exploded directly in mid-air, turning into ferocious tentacled pieces of flesh. Then, as if they were roughly kneaded by a pair of invisible hands, they were forcibly pressed onto the fortress and piled up. Aggregate into a giant meat ball!
In just a few tens of seconds, the originally huge Fortress of Hate expanded in a circle, covered with a thick layer of squirming flesh, and even sprouted hundreds of long and thick tentacles.
As those tentacles waved, they whined and blew strong winds.
Dozens of red-robed figures flapped their bat wings and flew toward the crowd, then stopped fifty meters away.
The leader, a red-robed bishop, was holding an open book in his hand. It was constantly emitting an unsettling red light, and even Ginsberg and others could not help but frown.
"The projection of [S-class monster-Rose Bible]..."
"That aura... seems to have preserved the power of Ragnar, the leader of the top ten cores, 'The Blasphemous Lord'. When activated at this moment, the bodies of tens of thousands of fallen believers here were gathered together to create that huge deformed monster. .”
The governors looked at each other, saw each other's details, and communicated in a deep voice.
Chen Lun's heart froze.
‘[Rose Bible]? Is the Red Apple a church-level monster? It seems to have a similar function to the [Bone Gallery], which can preserve the extraordinary power of others. ’
On the side of the Red Apple Church, the red-robed bishop headed by him looked pious and hinted at madness. He held a Bible in his hand and shouted:
"Everyone of the Generous Council! I, Bishop Gergi of the Red Apple Church, hereby declare that our religion will be immortal for executing the will of the rose! And we, the humble gardeners, will also contribute our last effort to this great cause!"
The bishop and the clergy around him suddenly spread their arms, their faces twisted, and they shouted hysterically:
"Praise the rose! Praise the rose! Praise the rose!!"
Woohoo! !
The projection of the Bible in the bishop's hand emitted a dazzling red light, rose into the sky, and then disappeared.
Dozens of their red-robed figures no longer resisted the huge suction, and flew into the fortress. With a few pops of sound, they all exploded into a pool of squirming flesh, added to the "Flesh Fortress", and became one of them. elements.
Everyone was a little surprised by the other party's madness, but he did not hesitate to sacrifice his life for the church.
Boom! !
"Heretic! Feel the wrath of the corrupted body of 'The Blasphemer'! You all deserve to die!!"
The "Fortress of Flesh and Blood" let out a roar that resounded through the sky. The voice seemed to have gathered countless people, regardless of men, women, old or young, with various voices blending into one, and the tone was full of resentment and malice.
The giant fortress with a height of hundreds of meters actually stood up like a human body. On the "body" made of countless flesh and blood, the outline of the chest and abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen.
It has no head, and its arms are densely packed with thick tentacles. With heavy swings, it overwhelmingly shoots at Chen Lun and others! The shock wave that broke through the air shattered all the glass windows of the surrounding buildings!
"Kill!"
Ginsburg was not afraid and shouted coldly.
He took the lead and flew into the air on the shadow fountain. While avoiding the slap of the tentacles, he dragged a huge shadow curtain with his hands and smashed it head-on towards the "fallen body".
Boom! !
After the flesh and blood fortress received this blow, it only trembled slightly.
Although countless dirty blood splattered on the surface, bones and muscles were torn, and even a few tentacles were broken, it healed itself at a terrifying speed... A steady stream of fallen believers were still flocking like "moths to the flame" Come and plunge into this giant thing.
The "fallen body" is getting taller and taller, its vitality is getting stronger, and its attack frequency is also increasing.
Chen Lun took a deep breath.
He used air walking to follow the footsteps of the archons and besiege the giants in mid-air. He threw out seven or eight "Spade" flying cards and bombarded them, but with little effect.
In comparison, everyone was like flies flying around a giant cake, extremely small.
"Its size is too huge, and its self-healing ability is extremely terrifying..."
Peggy swung the shadow whip, cut off several tentacles and frowned.
"The injuries we caused to it are not as fast as its recovery."
"Such a huge creature, its power has completely reached the level of mythical creatures. Once we get close to it, this incarnation will be destroyed on the spot."
Yasmin said coldly.
Behind His back, a piece of sharp spear like spider legs was propped up, and it was continuously thrown towards the flesh and blood fortress in front, making holes one after another. However, this kind of injury recovered in the blink of an eye.
The consuls were a little helpless at such a stalemate.
Although the opponent moves slowly and is like a target for them to attack, with its amazing vitality and recovery power, it can completely ignore this level of injury.
On the other hand, even if they can easily avoid being struck by the tentacles, as long as they are not careful and get hit, the operation will be declared a failure, and the error tolerance rate is extremely low!
Seeing this, Chen Lun estimated whether his strongest ultimate deck, "Jie Annihilation", could annihilate it.
'Jie Yan can create a black polyhedron with a diameter of a hundred meters, which can even tear apart space. Even if the strength of the fallen body reaches the level of a mythical creature, once it is enveloped, it will probably not be able to resist it... However, it must A solid hit! ’
Jie Yan Pai is the most powerful skill developed by Chen Lun at this stage.
But since it is still a semi-finished product, once it is used, Chen Lun can no longer control it. And it consumes so much that it can only be used once in a short time...
This means you only have one chance!
After more than ten seconds of calm analysis and observation, Chen Lun discovered that the opponent was not standing still, but was constantly moving with the help of his countless long legs.
It seems to move slowly, but in fact it is because it is so large that it can span dozens of meters per second!
'It seems that it will be difficult for Jie Yan to completely cover it... If it is just severely damaged, it cannot be completely killed. After all, the resilience of this thing is really terrifying! ’
Chen Lun thought to himself.
The next second he shouted to Ginsberg and other consuls:
"Everyone, I am sure to kill it! But I need you to help me control its actions. It only takes three seconds!"
The consuls gave him a surprised look.
Immediately, Mulenga took the lead and answered succinctly:
"Okay!"
The other consuls also had great trust in Chen Lun. They did not look down on him because he was only Sequence Five. They each nodded, looked at each other, and in perfect agreement turned into shadows and streamers, flying to the Five above the fallen body. an orientation.
"If it's a few minutes, we're not sure, but three seconds, there's no problem."
"Leave it to you, Jack!"
Their movements were almost the same. After raising their hands, their palms moved up and down, and then they closed them suddenly.
boom! !
Five pitch-black pillars over a hundred meters high were seen falling from the sky, piercing through the fallen body like spears, nailing it to the spot.
hold head high--! !
A roar that stung the eardrums sounded, and the sound waves spread in a way that was visible to the naked eye. It swept past like a strong wind, throwing away countless gravel and wood chips.
Immediately afterwards, five dark rectangular pillars spread out the shadow curtain and connected with each other to form an extremely huge pentagonal "shadow coffin"! Locked up the fallen body inside!
Chen Lun's eyes narrowed, looking at the trembling "Shadow Coffin", knowing that the time had come for him to take action.
"Death!"
His right arm ignited with a faint blue flame, and a translucent card quietly appeared between his fingers.
Immediately, his wrist shook suddenly and he threw out the "Jie Yan Card".
The blue cards fell straight down!
With a whooshing sound, it bloomed in front of the skyscraper-like shadow coffin!
A black polyhedron expanded in the blink of an eye, covering the shadow coffin, the fallen body, and everything in the area! The consuls looked at this scene in shock, feeling a little threatened.
They imagined that if they were covered by the black polyhedron, they would probably escape death.
"Is this the power that Jack can easily destroy the incarnation of the saint..."
The consuls were horrified. (End of chapter)