This alien god who once appeared and tore off a part of Star Devourer's limbs, the tall and gorgeous colorful shadow of the god, has been lingering in their minds recently.
They had fantasized countless times that this powerful celestial being could once again stand under the sky.
Able to launch another attack on Galactus.
With their own strength, even if they spend their entire lives and go through thousands of generations, they will never be able to destroy the Galactus.
They can only place their slim hope on the gods from outer space.
Because the Devourer of Stars brought down unprecedented divine punishment and killed those weak and innocent lives, they were even more eager for the return of this alien god.
As long as Galactus dies, they are willing to pay any price.
"kill!"
"Kill Him!"
"Please kill Him!"
"Please, God from outer space, we are willing to convert our faith to you, build temples for you, and worship your statues from generation to generation!"
"I just ask you to kill Galactus!"
Countless prayers and loud roars and shouts were like a mountain torrent and thousands of thunders.
There are six complete continents, some small pieces of land, and ships and canoes floating in the dark. Wherever there are creatures of the Dark Prison, the sound of prayers echoes between heaven and earth.
All the powerful Dark Prison warriors who still exist in the world look up at the sky, gazing at the brilliant divine figure.
This battle carries the great aspirations of all the beings in the Dark Hell.
There are wisps of strange power that are invisible to the naked eye, undetectable by the soul, but real, rising from the land and broken earth in all directions of the Dark Prison.
The expectations in the hearts of all living beings, their prayers, their desires and appeals, all point to that colorful figure.
Those strands of strange power, with a clear goal, gathered towards Pang Jian's body.
These powers that transcend Pang Jian’s cognition are called the power of faith.
They are illusory, they cannot be traced, and they ignore spatial distance.
They suddenly gathered around Pang Jian's immortal soul.
Pang Jian, holding a sword, felt his heart tremble slightly.
He clearly felt that the foundation of his soul was being irrigated and nourished by magical nectar.
When billions of people admire you, trust you, and regard you as a god in their hearts, miraculous power will unexpectedly arise.
This kind of power is extremely small individually, so small that it is not worth mentioning, like a drop of water in the deep ocean.
However, no matter how tiny the force is, if it is gathered together in billions, it cannot be underestimated.
Moreover, the power of faith can effectively sublimate the essence of his soul, as if it is a very scarce nutrient after becoming a god, and it is also the source of power for his continuous advancement.
"Faith, spiritual power, little by little can add up to a lot."
Feeling the nourishment of this power and experiencing the comfort of his soul, Pang Jian suddenly had an intuition.
At this stage, he is regarded as a hope and belief by the creatures in Dark Hell. If he can successfully kill the Star Devourer, he will successfully realize the extreme desire of all creatures in this world.
Then, he will gain a very considerable power of faith.
His soul will also be cleansed and refined.
…
Below, in the shuttle-shaped ship.
Han Yi's bare feet stepped on the "Extremely Cold Mountain", lingering around with icy divine power, her icy eyes revealing excitement: "Yingyue, do you feel it?"
“This is the power of faith!”
"All the living beings in this world have placed all their hopes on him."
"The power of faith also naturally condensed and flowed into his body."
"I've said before, this body of his that exudes seven-colored divine light is his true divine body! Yingyue, are you ready?"
The "dark mountain" that continuously spewed out cold white fog had already flown towards the sky of the Dark Prison while Han Yi was speaking, making it clear that it wanted to participate in this battle.
Yingyue, the moon goddess, was also slightly frightened by the immortal spirit that Pang Jian summoned.
The stars are shining, the sun and the moon are together, and the scene of the six demonic realms and caves emerging looks truly grand.
But the real battle has not yet begun.
In this situation, Han Yi couldn't hold his temper anymore and immediately drove the "Extremely Cold Mountain" to the battlefield, which showed that Han Yi was very anxious.
That high-ranking god must have put too much pressure on him, forcing him to take this gamble.
Yingyue thought so.
"Forget it, I'll just go crazy with him for once. The worst that can happen is that I'll lose a divine weapon."
Yingyue threw out the crescent-shaped artifact, and it swung like a crescent swing, heading towards the star where the Star Devourer was hiding.
The power of faith formed and gathered into Pang Jian's body, which surprised him.
The creatures of this world are really desperate and on the verge of despair, so they place their hopes on a human god.
Don’t they know the reputation of the God of Humanity in the outer world
The people of this world have no idea what believing in a human god will bring to the Dark Prison.
But when she thought of the people in the Dark Prison who were being wantonly slaughtered by the Star Devourer, Yingyue suddenly felt that compared to her current situation, the consequences of believing in a human god were not unbearable.
"If you really have enough power to make the Star Devourer die in the Dark Prison, then you can be worthy of the people of this world."
"I hope the disasters of this world will end in this era."
Yingyue suddenly turned around and glanced at the Dark Spirit woman who was kneeling on the ship and looking up at the sky with a sad face.
once Upon a time.
Once upon a time, He also worked hard to seek the favor of God.
Unfortunately, no god favored his people at that time.
The "realm" where he lived at that time was very remote, and was not at all in the eyes of those majestic gods. No god favored them and provided them with the magic to forge the path to godhood.
It was He, Yingyue, who, with great difficulty, opened up a divine road with his own strength and led His people to step out of that small "world".
Because he was not born into a powerful alien race and did not have a deep foundation, he worked hard to improve his realm and break through himself.
But he can only waste time among the ranks of middle-level gods.
Without the influx of earth-shaking fortune and the occurrence of miracles, He will not be able to make any further progress in a hundred years or a thousand years.
If He does not continue to advance towards His position as a god, those believers who believe in Him and the ethnic group He was born from will only be able to stop here like He has.
"If you don't break, you won't build. If you don't gamble, you won't have a chance."
"I came to this desolate galaxy to look for an opportunity and to seek new hope."
"He is a newly born human god, but he dares to step into the star where the Devourer resides fearlessly. Why am I so timid?"
"He is his true body, and his divine body. He has staked everything he has. If he dies, he will die in the dark prison. There is no possibility of rebirth."
"As for me, at most I lost a strong divine consciousness and a divine weapon."
"I… "
"It turns out that after I became a god, I gradually lost my drive to forge ahead. It turns out that I became timid and acted cautiously, which actually hindered my position as a god!"
"I am trapped in my own cage."
Yingyue suddenly realized.
On his way to the gray-yellow star, He suddenly understood many things.
He was no longer at a loss, nor did he feel pressured by the power of the alien spirit Star Devourer.
…
Dark prison, under the dome.
Pang Jian, in the form of an immortal spirit, stood on the cracked surface of the earth, the first sacred mountain on this star.
"I'm visiting again, but you won't come out to see me?"
Holding the Source Demon Sword, with a brilliant galaxy floating behind him and six demonic caves on both sides of his body, he looked down at a crack in the ground leading to the interior of the star.
He felt that the Star-Eaterer, whose true form was like a giant net, was still "squeezing" deeper into the stars.
It seemed as if it wanted to use its special body shape to crush the entire star into countless pieces and wipe out all the strange powers hidden inside.
"I have no grudge against you, and you even cut off a part of my limbs. Why do you have to keep staring at me?"
The divine voice of the Star Devourer came from every crack in the language of the Infernal Human Race.
He could quickly master Pang Jian's language after listening to a few sentences.
“Whoosh!”
A piece of His limbs suddenly sprouted out of the ground like a flexible vine.
At the end of the limb, many strange rays of light gathered and transformed into an illusory human face.
The lines on his face were cold and hard, and he looked like an ordinary member of the Dark Spirit Clan, nothing special about him.
Obviously, He just casually fabricated an image of the soul and had no intention of carving it.
I did this just to make it easier to communicate with Pang Jian.
"The people in this world have no grudges against you, but you just kill them at will?" Pang Jian asked.
“Like you and me, beings standing at the pinnacle of life, would we care about the lives of ants?” The Devourer sneered. He acted like a true member of the Dark Spirit Clan. He said, “Also, how do you know that I have no grudge against them? When I just woke up in the Dark Prison and didn’t have much power, do you know what I went through?”
"I was also hunted by them for many years. I hid everywhere and was seriously injured and almost died several times."
"Their ancestors, their so-called heroic martyrs, risked everything to refine me into a treasure."
"I fought hard to survive and worked hard to grow stronger to become the strongest person in this world. Why can't I vent my dissatisfaction?"
"I just wiped out all the living beings in this world, what's wrong with that?"
Galactus refuted and then said, "You want to talk about morality with me?"
"The memory branded in my soul tells me that spirits like me will be hunted down by the gods outside the starry sky."
"Even in the Prison World in the strange fog, it will be dug out by creatures like you and made into artifacts by you."
"We are also intelligent beings, but we don't have flesh and blood, and our form is different from yours. Shouldn't we be alive?"
The Planet Devourer angrily rebuked the heavens and the earth in his passionate voice.
“Swoosh! Whoosh!”
One after another, new limbs suddenly leaped out of the crack in the ground like a celestial snake or a giant dragon, instantly wrapping around the "Extremely Cold Mountain" under Han Yi's feet.
“Boom!”
This crystal clear iceberg was thrown towards the earth by his limbs, smashing a giant hole in the star.
The Star Devourer said coldly: "I have warned you two many times not to provoke me, but you just wouldn't listen!"
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(End of this chapter)