Benjamin didn’t know what the whole process of “summoning the power of the Lord” was like. But just by looking at this formation, he knew it wouldn't be something easy to deal with.
So he cast another spell, trying to interrupt the process.
Several water bombs were condensed and rushed towards the center of the storm against the wind. However, the closer the water bomb got to the old man's location, the stronger the resistance it encountered. In the end, it couldn't even fly forward.
Benjamin was a little shocked.
It's like this before it hits, so how strong is the wind in the center
There was no way, no matter how hard he mobilized his mental power, he couldn't make the water bomb go further. Therefore, he simply detonated the water bomb. Unfortunately, not long after the water splash burst out, it was suppressed by the strong wind pressure and did not pose any threat.
Can’t interrupt?…
Benjamin frowned deeply when he saw this.
Just when he was thinking about what to do next, suddenly, an ethereal and strange low moan came from the center of the storm and quietly reached the ears of everyone present.
"Kahuraan."
Except for Benjamin, everyone had a dazed expression on their face.
"Whose voice is this? It's not that old man's, right?" Mikel said in disbelief, "Could it be... is there really any god coming?"
Benjamin was not surprised. He had heard similar whispers when he was fighting zombie cows in the underground ruins. The power the old man is summoning now is probably similar to that in the ruins.
What changes will it bring
Like that zombie cow, it is immortal and can copy other people's attacks
If that were the case, Benjamin would find it less difficult due to his experience. I'm just afraid that the path here is a little different from that on the other side.
After the low moan came out, the howling wind gradually subsided. All the chaotic forces everywhere gradually began to shrink, shrink... Everything shrank to the center of the storm, as if something was absorbing them there.
In the center area, the chaos caused by the mutual explosion of ice arrow rain and green light is gradually dissipating.
"That is… "
It was as if a heartbeat came from the center of the storm.
Benjamin widened his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his expression became more solemn.
I saw that the ordinary old man suspended there before was now completely different.
Along with the gradually dissipating smoke and dust, the snarling green light disappeared. Instead, a wide green circle of light appeared above the old man's head, floating there faintly.
On the old man's body, the spotless white robe had wide sleeves, floating up and down in the hunting wind, as white as if he had been hit by a beam of chasing light. Then, some gilded green words quietly surrounded him, guarding the halo like a planet.
At this moment, the old man opened his arms and floated calmly in the night sky. The facial features and wrinkles on the face are still the same, but for some reason, they don't look the same as before.
When seeing this scene, the same word came to everyone's mind.
god.
"Really, really a god..." Mikel and the group of soldiers hid in the house. They couldn't even think of any resistance in their hearts. They almost knelt down, as if they were about to join the cult in the next second.
In the old man's body, they can no longer even see that kind of humanity. Instead, it reflects a kind of divinity that makes people want to worship involuntarily.
Even Lance, when he saw this scene, his right hand holding the sword began to waver.
That's this moment.
The old man looking up at the night sky turned his eyes, which were black and green, and no longer looked like human eyes, and looked at Lance, who was still in a state of confusion.
It's like a sudden surge of power!
Lance, who had just come to his senses, let out a scream. The whole person seemed to have been hit head-on by something, and flew backwards for more than ten meters. And the sword he was holding came out at this moment, spinning in the air and drawing a parabola.
There was no emotion in the old man's pupils, he just stared at the long sword.
Under his gaze, the flying long sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if time had been told to stop.
Then, the old man stretched out his left hand. As if a force in the dark summoned the long sword, the long sword stopped in mid-air suddenly moved and slowly flew towards the old man's left hand.
"My, my sword!" Lance fell to the ground, blood spilled from his mouth, but he still struggled to get up and shouted unwillingly.
The old man ignored him, with his left hand open and his whole body as motionless as a sculpture.
In the blink of an eye, the sword fell into the old man's hands.
Seeing this scene, Lance lay on the ground and lowered his head in despair.
at this time!
There was a soft whooshing sound, and a blue lightning seemed to flash under the dark night. I saw a huge crescent-shaped ice blade suddenly flying from behind the old man. It was incredibly fast and cut off the old man's left arm!
Along with the splash of blood, the long sword that had been held was thrown up again and fell to the ground with a clang.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"I XX!" Mikel hid in the house and even cursed subconsciously. However, after cursing, he immediately came back to his senses and covered his mouth with regret.
The old man's expression also changed, and all the divinity in his body disappeared at this moment.
He looked back in astonishment.
After cutting off his arm, the Ice Moon Blade whirled in the air, drew a graceful and smooth curve, and then flew back deftly. At this moment, it was surrounding Benjamin, spinning quietly, emitting a quiet blue halo in the night.
"...It's actually Mr. Benjamin." Mikel shook his head, the shock in his eyes was as if he had seen some god-killer.
But at this moment, Benjamin didn't even look at the old man. Under everyone's gaze, he lowered his head, gathered a healing water ball, and threw it towards Lance.
Lance, who was lying on the ground, was also in a daze.
After being hit by the water balloon, he stood up in confusion, with a stunned expression, but he held the long sword that was just returned to him by the water vapor.
"Thank you, thank you." He nodded and said in a daze.
"You're welcome." Benjamin twitched the corners of his lips and replied from a distance.
Then, he turned his eyes to the old man and revealed a sneer.
"If you want to show off, you have to wait until you win. If you change your body and show off, have you got my approval?" He raised his eyebrows at the old man and said lazily, "Just put a ring on your head. Do you really think that you have become a god? Do you think that others can’t do it?”
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers. Some water droplets condensed on top of his head and turned into a blue sparkling water ring, which looked exactly like the one above the old man's head.
“…”
The old man stared at him coldly and said nothing. Some onlookers on the side looked on, dumbfounded.
"Well, it seems like it's still a little short." Benjamin looked at the water ring above his head and clapped his hands again.
Countless pieces of ice emerged and continued to adhere to Benjamin's body. Gradually, an ice-blue robe was woven into it, shining with crystal-like brilliance in the night sky.
Some other pieces of broken ice condensed a few traditional Chinese characters, and like the words surrounding the old man, they also surrounded Benjamin, exuding a faint quaint atmosphere.
Finally, the water vapor slowly blew up, and the blond hair danced lightly in the wind. Benjamin imitated the old man's behavior at the beginning, opened his arms, looked up at the stars, and put on an expression of neither sadness nor joy.
Mikel and other soldiers were even more stunned.
The old man was floating there like a god with a green halo of light. Benjamin was holding a blue water ring and floating there like a god. As the two looked at each other, for some reason, the scene seemed...a little awkward.
And in the eyes of the beholder, it is even more so.
Originally, the old man's appearance gave them a strong shock. But when Benjamin also did this, they looked over again, and slowly, they realized that something was wrong.
So exaggerated...
God...should he look like this
Everyone looked confused.
"What's interesting is that we always like to imagine God to be what we think he is." With such an exaggerated appearance, Benjamin finally let out a chuckle, spoke slowly, "We thought God would be mighty and domineering, we You think God will be otherworldly. But in fact, what you call the power of the Lord is just something you imagined and transformed out of thin air using your own abilities."