Death is unacceptable to any creature. novel .
The same goes for higher-ranking evil spirits.
Although, to some extent, it is immortal.
However, the pain caused by 'death' is real, and it cannot be avoided or rejected by the upper evil spirits, just like facing your own boss, it must be endured.
However, one difference is that it cannot resist in the face of its own boss.
But in the face of those who gave it death...
It wants to let those bastards know that it can't kill everyone.
The upper evil spirit gritted its teeth, grabbed the vines in front of its chest with its right hand, and then, just turning around, wrapped the vines around its body, and then grabbed the remaining vines with its long-prepared left hand .
Then, pull hard!
boom!
Along with a handful of soil, the vines were uprooted.
But everyone who saw the root of the vine couldn't help but exclaimed.
Because, the root turned out to be a... human head!
In the human head without hair, fibers sprouted from the hair follicles and 'twisted' into a dry vine.
Moreover, this human head is still 'alive'.
The other party stared at the superior evil spirit.
"Ignorant spoiler, who are you?"
The other party's voice was haughty and indifferent, with a condescending feeling as soon as he opened his mouth.
If it was normal, the high-ranking evil spirit would not mind kicking the other party first, and then chopping the other party up, but at this time, it represents the boss and the 'God of Mist', so naturally it should have a corresponding demeanor .
Under the watchful eyes of a group of believers of the 'God of Mist', a trace of pity appeared on the face of the upper evil spirit.
"Lost lamb, are you also trapped in the 'fog'?"
"Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, please recite the name of my lord silently."
"You will be redeemed!"
The upper evil spirit let go of his hands while talking, turned around, and it released the restraint.
Not only that, it also picked up the head, and gently wiped the dirt on the opponent's face with its sleeve.
"I know the taste of frozen ground."
"Is it cold?"
"Don't worry, you won't be cold again afterwards."
Holding the head in his hands, with a face-to-face, eye-to-eye equality, the upper evil spirit said softly.
Even though the opponent's vines were still piercing and whipping the upper evil spirit, there was no resentment in that voice.
Gentle and calm.
as if...
Sunlight!
The underground stronghold that was still cold just now seemed to be irradiated by the warm winter sun and filled with warmth.
Seeing this scene, the believers of the 'God of Mist' burst into tears.
Without needing any more words or gestures, the believers knelt down to the ground one after another, piously chanting the name of the 'God of Mist'.
This is the god we believe in.
Kindness, compassion.
Maybe act extreme at times.
but…
That's probably a last resort, right
After all, the gods have already lost their eyes and ears. As a believer, what is it to dedicate some limbs
What's more, didn't we survive
that's enough.
In front of him was the 'messenger' who was being hurt arbitrarily, without changing his face, and still had a gentle, heart-warming smile.
Surrounded by devout to almost fanatical believers.
He was stunned by the 'head' held in the hands of the upper evil spirit.
Isn't the 'God of Mist' just a little evil god who took advantage of the chaos
Don't say that it is comparable to God of War and Lady Calamity, even if they exist like them, they are not as good.
Because of this, it chose to attack immediately after receiving the news that the 'God of Mist' had disappeared from serious injuries.
It wishes to devour each other.
Gain the authority of the other party and expand it into your own authority.
Loot the opponent's believers and expand to your own believers.
In this way, it can definitely become the best of them.
Maybe it still can't be compared with God of War and Ms. Calamity, but it has greater potential. At least, if there is any chance, it may be able to become the second Ms. Calamity.
But everything in front of him seemed to tell it that the 'God of Mist' it had learned in the past was not real.
At least, it has no such 'messenger'.
It can also confirm that the few guys around do not have such a 'messenger', and it can also be sure that this is not what those guys pretended to be.
Because, it feels in the other party, that the other party has unparalleled piety and the belief of giving up everything for a certain existence!
Such devotion, such belief, would not appear on guys like them.
It will only appear to the most fanatical believers.
And such believers will inevitably become their messengers.
Unfortunately…
It has no such messenger.
Not only it, but the few guys around can't have it either.
The Temple of War may have.
Ms. Calamity might have it too.
But…
It is absolutely impossible for those messengers to have the strength of the 'messenger' in front of them.
A small part of the strength of the messenger is his own, and most of it is bestowed.
To put it simply, whether the messenger is powerful or not has a great relationship with the gods believed in.
And the powerful emissary in front of him reflected the 'God of Mist' who had been ignored by them from the side, and it was quite powerful!
Of course, it should be impossible to surpass God of War and Lady Calamity.
Because, the envoy in front of him should be the kind of fanatic who fits perfectly with the 'God of Mist'.
No!
It is no longer just a messenger.
but...
Favored ones!
hateful!
What a lucky guy!
Why do I have no such believers
Why do I not have a suitable companion
The head is full of jealousy.
However, it stopped.
After knowing that this 'substitute' of myself can't get everything I want, why waste my efforts.
Moreover, it is not a wise move to offend a powerful Ability God.
It and several other Ability Gods need allies.
A badly injured and weak 'Mist God' is certainly not qualified.
But a powerful 'Mist God' has qualifications.
After all, they have the same enemy.
"As the favored person of the 'God of Mist', you must not be ignorant of the current Sika, right?"
The head adjusted its tone, and spoke again.
Of course I don't know.
I want to know, do you think you can still talk
The upper evil spirit felt a sneer in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more gentle.
"I know some."
"The believers of the Lord need the protection of the Lord."
"So, here I am."
As the upper evil spirit said, it looked at the believers prostrated on the ground. The softness in their eyes moved the believers who looked at it to tears again.
Naturally, the hearts of these believers in front of them became more and more firm.
"O Supreme Lord!"
"Please listen to our prayers, we will follow your will, humble your greatness, hold your name, and will shine in the world, everything we have is given by you..."
The prayer sounded again.
However, the prayer this time was not like a letter, with petitions.
It is a kind of gratitude from the heart.
Subtle changes bring about qualitative changes.
Feeling the power of pure faith, the head became more and more jealous.
This made him snort uncontrollably.
"Blindly escaping cannot be exchanged for survival!"
"I became, we all underestimated your god, and regarded its long-standing forbearance as weak, but it has now exposed its own strength."
"Do you think those two guys will sit back and watch your god continue to 'watch'?"
At the end, the head sneered again and again.
How did God of War and Ms. Calamity sit and watch the exposed 'God of Mist'
I am afraid that some clues have been discovered before, and then there is a corresponding temptation.
And the 'God of the Mist' didn't want to sit still, so he sent his 'Family One' to wait for him here.
Moreover, enough 'troops' have been prepared!
Look at those poor mortals, I'm afraid I can't wait to die for the 'God of Mist' at this time, right
Guys who are bought off for a small favor, really... sad!
He thought he had seen through everything, and stared at the higher evil spirit with piercing eyes.
"My lord, it's very powerful!"
"But my lord has too many scruples."
"I am the lamb in the mist, my lord's greatest worry. My lord gave up his eyes and ears, all for me, and now he wants to fight for us..."
The voice of the upper evil spirit choked up.
It trembled slightly, and tried to close its eyes, hoping to suppress the flow of tears, but everyone could see the tears of the upper evil spirit running across its cheeks.
They stared blankly at all this.
The already excited heart exploded completely at this moment.
They all burst into tears.
They all knew that their Lord gave up their eyes and ears for them, but they never felt pain at this moment.
All to protect us.
All to protect us.
and…
Now, it's time to fight again to protect us.
And what about us
Is there nothing to do but pray here
No!
can not be like this!
A believer wearing leather armor and carrying a long sword, who was similar to a guard, raised his head. His eyes were firmer than ever before, revealing an indomitable determination in his eyes.
"My lord, I would like to follow in the footsteps of my master."
"My lord will fight for us."
"I am willing to die for my Lord!"
After finishing speaking, the guard drew out the long sword, grabbed the blade with his left hand, and pulled the right hand holding the hilt. Immediately, blood gushed out and stained the blade red.
oath!
This is the oath of the 'Mist God'.
And this was like a domino effect. The surrounding guards drew their swords one by one to swear, some of the remaining believers took out their daggers, and those without daggers simply bit their fingers.
The sound of swearing again and again began to sound in the temporary underground stronghold.
"I would like to follow in the footsteps of my Lord!"
"My Lord is willing to fight for us!"
"I am willing to die for my Lord!"
…
firm voice.
With unrelenting determination.
But such determination, in the eyes of the head, is the most direct power of faith.
Purer than before.
Even, surging!
Damn it!
The head, who was jealous again in his heart, didn't want to stay any longer.
"'Mist God' willing to join our resistance?"
asked the other party.
The upper evil spirit nodded slightly.
Facing the high-ranking evil spirit who agreed, the opponent rolled away from the hands of the high-ranking evil spirit. When he fell to the ground, he squirmed slightly and disappeared into the ground.
"Then when night falls tomorrow, go to Viscount Sika's mansion!"
"There will be our meeting place this time!"
Just as it was about to disappear, this voice reached the ears of the upper evil spirit.
The high-ranking evil spirit watched the opponent disappear calmly.
But the surrounding believers turned their eyes to the higher evil spirit after the head disappeared.
"My lord, what are we doing now?"
asked the young man who stood up first.
"Of course it is to treat your injuries."
"Although my lord protects everyone, he can't help everyone from their self-harm."
The upper evil spirit said without changing his face.
If possible, it would not mind performing miracles for its own boss, but unfortunately, although it is almost immortal, it is not good at healing.
Especially treating humans.
It is, after all, an evil spirit.
Like to bask in the sun is already an anomaly.
If you know how to treat...
It is afraid that it will suspect that its memory of the previous assassin is false.
And in order not to damage the face of its own boss, it had to speak skillfully.
The boss is protecting you, but the harm you do to yourself is not within the scope of the boss's protection.
Such excuses are easy to convince.
It's like being vigilant to prevent accidents, but if you want to die, no matter how high your vigilance is, it won't work.
Such a reason won the unanimous trust of the believers present.
While everyone was bandaging up, the high-ranking evil spirit walked up to the young guard who had caught its attention.
"Sergey."
The high-ranking evil spirit called the other party like this.
After entering here, the high-level evil spirits have engraved the names of almost everyone.
This ability is innate.
It has both the memory of an assassin and the talent of an evil spirit.
"grown ups."
The young man who had finished bandaging came over immediately, and respectfully returned the salute.
The identity of the favored person is enough for all people who believe in the 'God of Mist' to respect the higher evil spirits.
"Gather my lord's believers here as soon as possible."
"War is inevitable."
"We have to make all preparations, this place will be the sanctuary of my Lord's believers."
The upper evil spirit said slowly.
"Shelter?"
"Aren't we going to fight?"
The young man was taken aback.
"Fighting is my thing."
"And your task is to guard this place."
"Guard those unarmed believers of our Lord."
A look of compassion appeared on the face of the upper evil spirit again.
The young man trembled all over. He stared blankly at the favored person in front of him, and gradually admiration appeared in his eyes.
If the previous respect was due to the powerful strength and the identity of the favored one, then the admiration at this time is because of the sacrifice that the upper evil spirit is about to make.
Yes, sacrifice!
With self-sacrifice, in exchange for their plans to survive.
How can mortals participate in the battle of the gods
Therefore, he just reported his mortal intention.
The same goes for everyone else.
And now
Everyone stared blankly at the upper evil spirit.
The words of the upper evil spirit just now were not concealed, and almost everyone heard them.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!"
Amidst the eager shouts, the higher level evil spirit waved his hand.
"When I was bestowed by my Lord, I was ready for everything, just like you, but the difference is that I have already burned into a torch, and I should fight against those disasters and darkness."
"And you?"
"It's still tinder!"
"You must stay and spread the glory of my lord throughout Aitandin and the entire Northland."
"Let everyone in the world remember what my Lord really looks like!"
After the voice fell, the upper evil spirit raised its hands, as if embracing the sky, and an illusory image appeared above its head
The wings that tear the sky are long and hot.
Piercing the double horns of the sky, spiraling upwards.
Strong body, standing on the ground unyieldingly.
The thick black cloth covered the eyes and ears of this body, but it did not cover the tenderness hidden in the corner of his mouth, because in his hand was a small white flower.
That flower seemed to be everything to him!
All of him!
His, the whole world! —
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