Chapter 781 Death of Wojin
Chapter 812 Death of Wojin
Emerald Principality, Greenfield City.
Even though natural disasters are ravaging the entire world, Greenfield City is still becoming more prosperous day by day. The current permanent population has exceeded one million. Even if there is Yunzhong Island in the sky, it is still the largest city in the Emerald Principality.
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers. The first food festival will be officially held on October 10th. The winner will receive the superhuman miracle fruit Chichi Fruit and have the opportunity to serve in the royal court."
The childish but loud shouts rang out on the street, immediately attracting the attention of many people. As Green Savages, many of them are no strangers to miracle fruits. They are fruits that truly contain miracles. No matter what their talents are, As long as you eat it, you will have extraordinary power. It can be said that it is the best choice for ordinary people to change their own class, not to mention the opportunity to enter the royal court. Thinking of this, many people unconsciously set their sights on that palace. The palace is supported by thick vines and stands above the clouds.
"Give me one."
"Give me one."
The sound of buying came one after another, and the thickness of the newspaper in the hands of the newsboy decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Little guy, give me one too."
Hearing this voice, the busy newspaper boy turned around unconsciously and handed out a newspaper.
He is 1.67 meters tall, with blond hair tied in a single ponytail, wearing gray overalls, a peaked cap, an oval face, some freckles, and a pair of big watery eyes. Although he is not beautiful, he is Inexplicably cute, people like it very much.
"Thank you, little one."
Taking the newspaper, the girl disappeared into the crowd.
"Is it a heartbeat? Is this what my brother is talking about?"
Covering his little heart with his right hand, the newsboy stayed in place. When he reacted and tried to look for her, the girl had already disappeared, leaving only a copper coin in his palm.
“It’s really a nice place.”
Walking on the sidewalk, holding the ice cream in one hand, tasting it in small bites, and holding the newspaper in the other hand, watching casually, the girl seemed very comfortable.
"I'm afraid that little guy never dreamed that I would be here."
Throwing the newspaper into the trash can, a bright smile appeared on the girl's not-so-pretty face.
"Little Anqi, are you off work?"
"Little Angel, how are you doing today?"
"Angel, my mom made apple pie and invited you to my house for dinner."
Walking into an ordinary community,
Everyone who saw the girl smiled and greeted her warmly.
To this, the girl responded with a smile. Although He has lost most of his power, who can resist His charm? All people spontaneously draw closer to Him. This is human nature.
"It's such a nice place that I'm reluctant to destroy it."
Returning to his temporary nest and lying on the soft bed, the thoughts in the hearts of the present An Qi and the past Wo Jin were spinning.
Stab, a bear doll's head was inadvertently twisted off by Wojin. He already hates Sean and others who almost forced him to death. He hates Sean and others as much as his bones. Everything related to him should be completely destroyed, including Nice city and country.
"what happened?"
Warning in his heart and burying his hatred deeply, Wojin immediately sat up from the bed.
Although He fell into a period of weakness and lost his power because of the accommodation of divine authority, He was extraordinary after all. At this moment, the original noise was fading away, and the room He was in seemed to have gone from the city to the wilderness, which was obviously abnormal.
With a flash of spiritual light, without the slightest hesitation, Wojin immediately triggered the means left in advance and wanted to jump through space again, but this time he failed. He was still in this small room.
With a gloomy face, Wojin knew that he was in real trouble.
There was a click and the sound of the door lock twisting. A one-meter-two-meter-tall child wearing a black robe walked into the small room, and behind him was a deep darkness.
He raised his head, his face was horribly pale, Ymir's eyes had a faint scarlet color, and his pupils were dark without any impurities.
The two looked at each other, and Woking froze in place. His whole body was enveloped by an inexplicable coldness, and his hands and feet were cold.
"I saw."
Whispering softly, Ymir spoke. At this moment, he was clearly looking at Wo Jin, but his eyes seemed to be elsewhere.
It was at this time that Ymir stretched out his little hand and made a motion of cutting the thread with scissors. At the same time, behind him, there was a skeletal figure wearing a crown and covered with purple energy. Silence flowed on his body. The divine radiance is none other than Danatus, the God of Death.
"I saw."
The strange words echoed in the void, the whispers of the God of Death. At this moment, Wo Jin's body completely lost its temperature.
"I am dead?"
The stagnant thoughts moved slowly. At the moment when his life came to an end, Wojin realized something.
Eric used the illusory rules as the basis to transform the Samsara Eye and obtained a pair of illusory magic eyes. With the help of Danatus's god of death, he could peek into the power of death. After being silent in the spiritual world for many years, Ymir finally mastered the rules of death. , and His Samsara Eye also transformed accordingly. Based on the rules of death, it became the Demonic Eye of Death, which means looking directly at death.
Under the eyes of the direct death demon, Wo'jin, whose own power has fallen into silence, is no longer flawless. The dead line is clearly visible and can be cut easily.
Hum, the thread of death was cut, erased from the concept, Wo Jin fell into real death, and at the moment when his life flame was completely extinguished, a gold coin emerged from his divine body. It was Wo Jin. The external divine power of gold·universal gold coin.
The sacred breath flows, the golden brilliance shines, and the universal gold coin spontaneously activates the power of wealth without anyone's guidance.
Hum, time and space are distorted. Covered by the radiance of wealth, the time and space that originally blocked this small room suddenly became chaotic for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the universal gold coin is as if it has wisdom and must take the initiative to escape from here.
Under normal circumstances, after the divine power is accommodated by the gods, they will naturally collapse with the death of the god. However, the situation of the universal gold coin has broken this rule. Compared with the general divine power, the performance of the universal gold coin is closer to that of a piece of gold. A true artifact maintains its own independence.
But at this time, the chaotic time and space fell into stagnation, and everything, including the universal gold coins, fell into stillness. Only a palm covered with fine scales and shaped like a dragon's claw was not affected, spanning time and space, Coming out of nothingness, he held in his hand the universal gold coin that he wanted to escape from.
Phew, the stagnant time and space returned to normal, and the four figures of Sean, Morel, Siegel and Eric appeared in this small room. At this moment, Eric's angel wings had withered. The flesh and blood all over his body were withered, his eyes were lifeless, and his whole body exuded an unconcealable rotten stench.
Angels share the glory and power of the gods and are almost one with the gods. Once they turn their backs on the gods, they will be cursed and die in pain. Once the gods to which angels are loyal die, angels cannot survive alone. They are absolute appendages of the gods. This has never changed.
Although Eric has been replaced by Ymir in his roots, his transcendent essence is still that of an angel. His previous actions have been regarded as betrayal by Wojin and he has been cursed. Now that Wojin has died, he has fallen into a desperate situation. Among them, if it weren't for Ymir's power to maintain it, he would have died long ago.
"Let's get started, Eric."
Playing with the universal gold coin in his hand and taking a look at the divine body left by Wo Jin, Sean spoke.
Hearing this, a trace of desire flashed in his dim eyes, and Eric nodded. Although the real Eric has disappeared, as long as Ymir does not deliberately manifest it, Eric's behavior and even feelings will be the same. It was generally the same before.
Dragging his body that was about to fall apart, he came to Wo Jin. His dry palms came together and turned into blades. Eric inserted his palm into Wo Jin's chest and held the warm heart.