Chapter 236 God Descends! (Long Chapter, Please Vote and Subscribe)

In the 1091st year of the Holy Hui Calendar, the month of budding.

The 60th year of the Great Crusade.

One of the plane federations under the Wizard Council, the Wanji Plane.

In the sky.

A "mechanical sun" composed of countless metals, gears, and runes is suspended.

The wizards and mechanical creatures of the Wanji Plane call it the "Eternal Furnace".

In the Eternal Furnace, endless fire elemental power gathers, reacts, and transforms into energy for the mechanical creatures of the Wanji Plane.

This is the most important place in the Wanji Plane and the energy center.

On the side of the Eternal Furnace, the huge legendary wizard sky city guards it.

On the sky city, there is a sea-blue wizard tower that towers into the clouds.

At the top of the tower, a wizard wearing a blue robe and with deep eyes like an ancient wise man is looking at the floating crystal ball in front of him.

This is the legendary wizard of the ocean faction, the Deep Blue Sage Luther.

Since coming to this Wanji Plane, he has fought many battles with the Father of Plague, and each has won and lost.

The other party is an extremely difficult evil god, whose plague power is all-pervasive, and even mechanical creatures are at risk of being infected.

Those infected mechanical creatures will collectively lose control, forming a terrible wave of "intelligent machine crisis".

However, the recent intrusions from the Father of Plague have been less, which makes Luther a little uncomfortable, and always feels that the other party is brewing a bigger conspiracy.

In addition to being a legendary wizard of the Ocean School, the Deep Blue Sage is also a rare wizard of the prophecy faction.

Now, he is using the crystal ball to try to see through the fog, predict some things, and make the next move.

Now, divination has reached the final stage.

On the crystal ball, bizarre and complex pictures flashed one by one.

In the end, the picture was fixed in the boundless dark land, the plane that mainly presented azure blue.

"Nora..."

The Father of Plague is a powerful evil god. Even with the means of legendary wizards, only this little information can be divined.

There is no way to divine the rest.

However, the Deep Blue Sage has been dealing with the evil god for many years, and he basically understands the evil god's routines.

"He is going to send down the incarnation of the saint in Nora, this may be a good time to take action."

Whether it is the evil god or the righteous god, through the correct god-descent ceremony held by its believers, it can descend to a certain plane in the form of a saint incarnation.

The strength of the descending incarnation is related to the strength of the evil god itself, the level of the god-descent ceremony, the level of the sacrifice, and the size of the plane itself.

What communicates all this is the mysterious power of faith.

It is not easy for the gods to send down the saint incarnation. The farther the distance, the greater the cost and consumption.

Therefore, the Deep Blue Sage thinks that now may be a good opportunity.

"Wait, that guy must be able to guess that I can predict Him. Is this a deliberate plan by Him... Just waiting for me to enter and catch Him in the trap.

But if I don't try, I might miss a chance to severely injure or even kill Him.

By the way, why not ask the magical coin of destiny?"

A seemingly ordinary coin appeared in the palm of the Deep Blue Sage.

"Magical coin of destiny, tell me what to do?"

The Deep Blue Sage gently tossed the coin, and the coin fell to the ground in a perfect parabola, spinning continuously.

Finally, the front of the coin was facing up.

The Deep Blue Sage's robe fluttered in the wind, and his eyes flashed through thousands of stars, reflecting the entire Wanji plane.

The next moment, the legendary wizard's face was firm, and he turned into an endless stream of blue particles and dissipated in the wizard tower.

On the spot, only the coin of destiny lay quietly, facing up.

In the pattern, there was a lady's elegant and gentle smile.

I don't know how long it will be.

It seemed that the painful wails of gods resounded through the multiverse, as if a war that was enough to change the world had broken out somewhere.

As the aftermath of the terrifying shock came.

In the wizard tower, the fate coin was shaken, revealing the reverse side of the fate coin.

On the reverse side, there was also the smile of the lady, which seemed to be full of affirmation, determination, and... courage.

The legendary wizard's magical fate coin only had the front side.

...

Somewhere in the Wanji plane, yellow sand filled the sky, and there were broken mechanical wreckage, parts, gears, and rotten green-skinned monster corpses everywhere...

This is one of the battlefields between wizards and the Plague Legion in the Wanji plane.

Although the Father of Plague is an evil god, he is a real inventor. He uses various plague magics, combined with some powerful creatures in the multiverse, to control and transform them, forming a powerful plague legion under his command.

In fact, except for large-scale wars involving legendary wizards, the Father of Plague does not need to personally participate in most plane invasions.

He is a god, the father of all the unclean ones, and it is a very unbecoming thing for him to personally take action.

Basically, a "plague lord" comparable to a great wizard can lead a certain number of plague legions to capture most planes without demigods.

Below the great lords are the "plague lords" with a larger number of people, also known as "great unclean ones". These plague monsters comparable to high-level wizards are the horrible nightmares of the enemies on the battlefield.

This was originally the base of a wizard war group. Three days ago, the plague lord who was not informed led the army to sweep here. A large number of wizards died on the battlefield, and many evacuated here.

Away from the hot surface of the battlefield, two alchemical balls, one large and one small, were rolling forward in the wind and sand. The surface of the balls was scarred, and the alchemical parts were also new and old.

"I don't know when the war will end. I really want to return to the Endless Sea. Looking at the blue and endless sea, even my mood will get better." Stella said softly.

She looked at Herman's frowning brows. "Herman, you are still worried about the Gray Tower, right?"

"Yes, when we left the Gray Tower, without the three-ring wizard sitting in charge, Morpheus would definitely bully them..." Herman said.

"Don't think too much, hold on for a while, and when the war is over, we may be able to go back... And, didn't you say that Levi is not an ordinary person? Maybe he has grown up now and can be independent." Stella said.

"That boy is indeed extraordinary. I suspect that he is a Yuanhun wizard who has taken over a body and rebuilt it, haha." Recalling the companions in the Endless Sea, the tower master's voice began to become cheerful.

"Unconsciously, I have been away for sixty years..."

"Yes."

The two balls sighed and disappeared in the yellow sand under the sunset.

...

The human world.

The Peacock Kingdom.

The prosperous and rich southern region.

There is a stinking valley.

In the valley, there are rotting corpses everywhere, many of which are human. Some of these corpses are half buried in the soil, and some are directly displayed in the open air.

These corpses were caused by many lords and civilians in the south who abandoned some people who died of the plague after the great plague last year.

Although some doctors told these lords that the corpses should be incinerated to avoid infection, due to ignorance and ignorance, only a few people can do so.

"What a perfect place for God to descend." Earl Johnson held a green ghost claw in his hand and enjoyed the charming smell of decay.

"It's a delicious aftertaste." For ghouls, dirt and corpse stench are the most appetizing.

Because only in this way can they express their faith in the Father of Plague.

Every believer of the Father of Plague, whether it is a ghoul or various dirty and rotten creatures, is proud to be the "great unclean" beside the Father God.

"Come out, don't eat secretly, these are all offerings to the Father God, these offerings are not enough, you go to the surrounding cities and secretly catch some back, try not to provoke those human rangers, although their strength is average, but now is the critical moment to summon the Father God, can't cause trouble." Earl Jolson said.

Under the ground where the rotten corpses were displayed, a wriggling thing like rotten meat appeared, and tens of thousands of white maggots surged in the rotten meat, making the rotten meat look like a honeycomb.

Then, the rotten meat gradually condensed and turned into the figures of nobles.

The strength of the ghoul clan, from the lowest to the strongest, is the lowest ghoul, baron, earl, duke, grand duke, prince...

Most of these figures are ordinary ghouls, with strength equal to that of a first-ring wizard.

Count Johnson can feel that perhaps a hundred years later, the strength of his subordinates will be enough to sweep the world.

But with the revival of the magic tide, this amount of manpower is no longer enough.

Even if we leave the church aside.

Recently, a force that fights against dark creatures seems to have emerged in the world, repeatedly destroying the good deeds of the ghoul clan.

The genius doctor Watson is most likely the person of this hidden force.

The ghoul clan needs the leadership of the Father God, otherwise it will not be able to fight against these forces.

And this day is coming soon.

Three days later.

In the valley, the ghouls flocked in, and with them came freshly baked corpses.

All these corpses were displayed in a specific array pattern, forming an eight-pointed star array composed of corpses in the valley.

Earl Johnson directed his work in an orderly manner.

Finally.

The sacrificial array of God has been prepared. Earl Johnson was excited. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

With the leadership of the Father God, they no longer need to hide.

The ghouls stood beside Earl Johnson. They waited until night fell and darkness enveloped the earth.

Then, Earl Johnson placed the ghoul's arm in the center of the sacrificial array.

These ghouls looked solemn, no different from those praying in the church.

Compared with humans, perhaps these monsters have a purer faith in their own gods.

After all, except for their Father God, in most planes, they are rotten monsters that are despised by people.

Only the Father God, like a real kind father, treats every believer equally and tolerantly, without distinction of high and low.

In comparison, the god of the Holy Light Church is a false kind father.

"You are the source of all evil plagues."

"You are the embodiment of all plagues."

"You are the father of the Great Unclean One!"

"The great ancestor of the ghouls, the father of plague, the god of despair and corruption!"

"Come!"

Accompanied by the prayers of all the ghouls.

The dark night became even darker and darker, and even the stars were dimmed.

After a long time.

No response to prayer.

This made Count Joelson hesitate.

The other ghouls were also suspicious, but the count didn't let them stop, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Until after praying dozens of times.

There was no reaction at all from the magic circle.

"Boss, what's going on?" A ghoul baron couldn't help but ask.

"Don't ask, keep praying, it should be because we are not pious enough and increase our efforts." Earl Joelson said.

"OK."

In the valley, time passed by minute by minute.

The divine descent ceremony seems to have not been successful yet.

"Impossible...my rituals, prayers, and all the steps are strictly in accordance with the "Book of Ghouls". This was compiled by the Ghoul Prince himself. He has been blessed by God the Father, and he also He was given the title of Great Unclean One by God the Father, maybe because the sacrifices were not enough..."

Earl Joelson thought in his mind.

Just when he was about to send the ghouls to continue to the nearby territory to kidnap people and return.

Among the stars above, one star seemed to turn pale green.

The next moment, the divine descending magic circle burst into light, and the corpses, flesh and blood, intestines, rotten bones, and all kinds of rotten things all began to hum and tremble.

Then, these things began to condense and surge towards the ghost claws of the Ghoul Prince in the center of the circle.

Not long after, a mountain of meat dozens of meters high began to form in the center.

Rotten intestines burrowed into Roshan's belly like earthworms. Densely packed maggots formed Roshan's muscles. Pale bone spurs protruded from Roshan. A weird long tongue came out of Roshan's belly, sniffing around like a snake. Then, the green miasma filled the meat mountain and accumulated in the valley.

When the terrifying monster that could not be looked at was finally formed, all the ghouls looked fanatical.

In their eyes, this ugly green mountain of flesh is so tall, majestic, kind and gentle. His palms full of oil, fungi, and viruses seem to be able to touch the boundless void. Even the stars are affected by such corrupting power. In front of me, it went out.

Count Joelson flopped to the ground, as did the other ghouls.

they all chanted.

"Father God is on high!"

On the head of the meat mountain, the blurred facial features reveal a smiling face like a loving father.

"My dear children, I really, really thank you so much..."

Roshan looked at the starry sky, and his heart was filled with peace: "The plague will not be defeated or eliminated. Luther, we will meet again..."

…

Black Pattern City.

Levi spent half a year here.

In the past six months, Li Wei did not go to the north or south to fight.

He was just in Black Pattern City, silently collecting and digesting all the knowledge about the ancient saint civilization in this city.

On the other hand, he is studying the ancient sacred law.

He once wanted to try learning the ancient holy method, but finally gave up.

He always felt that the ancient saint method seemed to be able to give birth to a powerful ancient saint, but compared to the knight's breathing method, it was not perfect.

So he planned to wait until he collected more ancient holy methods before seeing if he wanted to practice this method.

Not long after, Mengka's voice sounded outside.

"Sir, I have something to ask for." Mengka said, his voice urgent.

"Come in." Levi said calmly.

"What's up?"

"The White Scale Tribe of Levin City and the Swift Tribe of It City are heading towards our Black Spot City. It is said that these two tribes took refuge in the Qingjia Ancient Saint not long ago. Now they may have obtained the Qingjia Ancient Saint. The ancient saint’s instructions came to put pressure on me..."

After Li Wei listened, information about these two tribes flashed through his mind.

The White Scale Tribe and the Swift Tribe are the two largest tribes within a radius of thousands of miles. Apart from the Black Spot Tribe, they also have Ancient Snake-level experts at their command.

Since Mengka led the tribe to take over Black Spot City, all parties have been fighting over territorial issues for many years, but there has been no result.

Originally, Li Wei wanted to wait until he had time, take Mengka to destroy these tribes, integrate them, and form a powerful army to fight against the ancient saints in the future.

It's just that he was busy with research and never paid attention to it.

Unexpectedly, the other party came to the door now.

"Get ready to fight. I will fight as a general under your command. Don't expose my true strength for the time being." Levi said with a calm expression.

"Okay, it all depends on the adults." During this time, Levi and Kane were always at Mengka's mansion, talking about the unification of the Ancient Holy Empire.

At first, Mengka felt that the Ancient Sage was joking, but later, he discovered that the other party was actually serious...

This unknown ancient saint really wanted to unify the ancient saint empire and accomplish a feat that no one had accomplished since the original ancient saint.

…

Outside Black Spot City.

Mengka was riding a giant beast like a rhinoceros, his cold lizard pupils looking at the vast army ahead.

Next to Mengka, a salamander man wearing armor and red scales also rode a giant beast with a calm expression.

"Mengka, Chief Xunmeng and I are here today on the orders of the Ancient Sage Qingjia. Our three families have been fighting for many years, and we are neck and neck. There is no winner or lose. There is no point in continuing like this. The Ancient Sage Qingjia has set his sights on our territory. "Listen to my advice and surrender. This world will eventually be divided by the Ancient Saints, and everyone under the Ancient Saints will be ants," said the leader of the White Scales.

"Bai Lin, your tribe has produced ancient saints in history. Are you willing to be inferior to others? Are you willing to be a dog for others? Even if I, Monka, cannot defeat the ancient saints, I would rather die in battle than lead my subordinates to surrender." Monka said very toughly.

Who made him have a hidden ancient saint next to him?

Otherwise, Monka, who knows the current situation, would have surrendered long ago.

"Monka, with the power of your tribe, how can you be the opponent of the combined power of our two tribes? Don't make meaningless struggles, surrender quickly!" The Swift Chief urged.

"Don't talk nonsense, come together, let me use my endless burning power to roast you dry!" Monka said fearlessly.

On the city wall, the old lizard Kane, one of the commanders of Monka's army, looked nervous.

"I'm afraid this battle will be dangerous. How can Monka be the opponent of two ancient snake-level masters alone... Hey, why did that fire lizard boy run to the battlefield? Isn't this nonsense?"

During this period, Levi has been dealing with Kane as a seeker of knowledge, with a very gentle and humble attitude, completely different from the arrogant and domineering temperament of the fire lizard clan.

Kane preconceived that Levi is also a cultured person like himself.

Who would have thought that this kid actually followed the Lord of Monka and went to the battlefield quietly.

"In this case, there is nothing to say. We have already given you the opportunity." The white-scaled chief sneered.

"If you delay, something will happen. Take down this black-striped city as soon as possible and go back to report." After the swift chief said, he led the lizard army under his command and charged towards the battlefield.

The swift lizards were born with extremely fast speed, and the swift chieftain had practiced the "Sky-Splitting Ancient Saint Method". He instantly turned into a residual shadow, holding a long sword in his hand, and the sword light tore through the battlefield, and went straight in!

"Hahaha, cool!" The swift chieftain laughed and was very happy to kill.

On the other side, Monka had already fought with the white-scale chieftain, one black and one white, fighting on the battlefield, and no lizardmen around dared to approach.

"This is the power of the ancient snake strongman. Although it is far inferior to the ancient saint, it is still no problem to kill three times in and three times in these ordinary lizardmen." Kane had seen the battles of the ancient saint level, so he was not surprised by such a small fight.

The swift chieftain killed a black-striped tribe member with his long sword. Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be a fire lizard strongman wearing armor in the army, fighting in his own army.

"Looking for death!"

The swift chieftain suddenly inserted into the battlefield. He was too fast, and most attacks could not fall on him.

"Sky-splitting slash!"

He used his ancient sacred method to develop this invincible slash!

The gorgeous sword light blasted out a path, unstoppable.

But in front of the fire lizard strongman, he was slashed by his sword.

"Interesting, you can take my sword. I didn't expect Monka to invite a strong man of the ancient snake level." The power of sky-splitting burst out, and the figure of the swift tribe leader suddenly disappeared.

Levi rode on the giant beast and calmly watched the swift tribe leader spinning around him like a phantom, trying to confuse himself in this way.

"Fancy!"

The sky-splitting slash like a tide surged towards Levi.

Bang bang, bursts of explosions.

Levi did not crush directly, but fought against the opponent with the strength of the ancient snake level.

At this moment, the swift tribe leader's heart, from the initial confidence, became unconfident.

"Such a strong speed, it can actually be compared with my sky-splitting power. Is the ancient sacred method of the fire lizard clan also good at speed?" The swift tribe leader doubted his life in his heart.

At the end of the fight, Levi was fine.

The Swift Chief was panting, spitting out his snake tongue, and his body was shaking because of exhaustion.

He knew that he was no match for this fire lizard warrior. Even if the other party was not an ancient saint, he was not much worse.

He began to retreat quickly, turning into a residual shadow, trying to escape under Levi's nose.

Levi held the recast Frostmourne in his hand, pointed the sword to the sky, and the power of annihilation burst out!

With a sword out, a crack of annihilation began to appear in the Swift Army in front.

All the lizardmen on the track of the annihilation sword light died!

"Don't run!"

Levi pulled open the Blood Feather Bow, and a Blood Confinement Cone had already appeared on it.

He easily pulled open this third-level blood weapon, the bow was like a full moon, and the arrow was like a meteor.

He seemed like a real ancient warrior, shooting an arrow!

The Swift Chief, who turned into a phantom and fled in front, groaned, and the Blood Confinement Cone pierced his body, causing him great pain.

Then, one blood cone after another was shot into the body of the Swift Chief.

Finally, he half-knelt on the ground, looking forward, his eyes were dazed, and he had already died!

Seeing the tribal leader suddenly die, the other Swift warriors were shocked, and for a moment, they didn't know what to do.

Chief Bai Lin also found something wrong.

"Dead? How is it possible? Who in this Black Stripe Tribe can kill the Swift Chief who is known for his speed and body skills?"

The next moment, a blood-colored figure rushed to the battlefield, and together with Monka, he beat up Chief Bai Lin!

"Bai Lin, surrender, look at your men, they are all in fear..." Monka said loudly.

"Impossible! I..."

Before Chief Bai Lin finished speaking, he was knocked away by a punch from Levi, and fell to the ground, and the ground cracked.

"White Flame!!"

White flames burst out from the angry White Scale Chief, which was the manifestation of the [Phosphorus Fire Power] burning in his body!

If he surrendered, he would be greeted by the revenge of the ruthless Qingjia Ancient Saint, which was the real despair.

"If you can't see the situation clearly, then die!" Monka's scorching slash was wrapped in heat waves, and he fought with the white scales with white flames.

Levi did not continue to fight, but quietly returned to the formation and watched the show alone.

"Now the strength I have shown is almost enough, a stronger fire lizard tribe ancient snake-level strongman... If it is stronger, a new ancient saint will appear, I am afraid that other ancient saints will come to watch."

You know, the Reptile Civilization has not produced a new ancient saint for a long time. Every time a new ancient saint appears, it is an absolute major event, and it will soon spread throughout the Ancient Saint Empire.

Levi still wants to develop for a while, and wait until his Red Emperor Dragon Breathing Method or Scarlet Dragon Breathing Method reaches the fourteenth level before starting to explode.

In the end, the unyielding White Scale Clan leader was killed by Monka. Monka was covered in white smoke and panting, and the head of the White Scale Clan leader was held high by him.

"All the White Scale Clan and the Swift Clan! Surrender! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

Monka said loudly, like a killing god, his vertical pupils exuding murderous intent, and the majesty of an ancient snake-level strongman swept across the battlefield.

Those ordinary warriors of the White Scale Clan and the Swift Clan finally put down their weapons...

Monka looked at all this with satisfaction. He never thought that one day he would be able to take down the head of the White Scale Clan leader with his own hands.

"Perhaps, that adult's dream of unification... is not a fantasy, he is really achieving this goal bit by bit."

At this moment, the long-dormant blood in Monka's body was ignited again.

He looked at the back of the battlefield, and the adult had already ridden a giant beast and slowly left on his own.

"With the help of the Lord, I, Monka, can unify the border areas of the empire within ten years. When my ancient saint method is further improved, the two ancient saints, the Lord and I, may join forces to sweep across the empire..." Monka imagined the future.

The most terrifying thing about that Lord is that he has never shown his full strength until now. He only used one move to deal with me, but what is his upper limit? Monka is not sure.

Of course, he must not be stronger than the ancient saints in front, otherwise the Lord would not have to hide in this border area and act low-key.

Monka even thought that the Lord might be a hidden ancient saint relative of the Burning Sky Ancient Saint, but because of some problems, he turned against each other and finally hid his identity and plotted revenge.

...

The next day.

Levi sat in the study, studying the ancient saint method obtained from the White Scale Clan and the Swift Clan.

The White Scale Clan's is called [Phosphorus Fire Ancient Saint Method], and the Swift Clan's is [Splitting Sky Ancient Saint Method].

The former needs to devour the flesh and blood of an underground beast called [Phosphorus Fire Beast] for a long time, while the latter needs [Sky-Splitting Bug].

Both of these beasts are extremely ancient and difficult to hunt, and they are also descendants of ancient beasts.

Levi speculates that the blood of the Phosphorus Fire Beast can ultimately be traced back to Mobius, the Underground King, one of the four ancient kings, and the Sky-Splitting Bug is most likely the Sky King Oseros.

"All the ancient sacred methods of this Ancient Saint Empire are actually similar. In the final analysis, they all rely on the fierce beasts that inherited the blood of the four ancient kings to practice. By devouring these ancient bloodlines, these lizardmen continue to regress, and finally transform into ancient saints at the level of ancient beasts, which is the limit. But it is obvious that the four ancient kings are far stronger than the ancient saints, and are very likely to be comparable to Yuanhun wizards, or even great wizards...

The Dark Lantern Dragon seems to represent fire. Could it be the underground king Mobius?

The Emerald Dragon is known for its speed and is also a poisonous dragon. Could it be the sky king Oseros?

Of course, it is also possible that in addition to these four ancient kings, there are other dragons who have come here. My guess may not be true. When Monka sends someone to bring the Sky-Splitting Bug and the Scaled Fire Beast back to me, and test their bloodline, I will know."

...

Roki Prairie.

This is a place very far away from the Black Stripe City. On the prairie, stands a huge blue city.

This is Qingjia City.

This city is the largest city in the western part of the Ancient Saint Empire.

Compared with Black Stripe City, Qingjia City is more magnificent and magnificent.

This is the city of Qingjia Ancient Saint. A hundred years ago, Qingjia Ancient Saint became a saint here and then became the twelfth ancient saint.

The ranking of the ancient saints in the Ancient Saint Empire is a comprehensive ranking based on the strength of the tribes led by each ancient saint and their battle records.

Although Qingjia Ancient Saint is ranked twelfth, he is still very young. He is only more than two hundred years old now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future.

On the throne of the City Lord's Mansion, a lizard man wearing green scales is dozing with his chin in his hand. The ministers below are all standing silently, not daring to say a word.

Until a creeper messenger from the Chiroptera suddenly flew to the hall, and then crawled there, trembling and said: "Ancient Saint, there is a war report from the front. The White Scale Tribe and the Swift Tribe... have surrendered after being defeated."

The dozing Green Armor Ancient Saint opened his sharp eyes and asked softly: "Where are the two clan leaders?"

"They all died in the battle."

"Hehe, they are smart. They know that the consequence of surrendering is worse than death, so they choose to die in battle. Can't two ancient snakes take down a black stripe city?"

"My Lord, it is said that... a strong man from the fire lizard clan has come to the Lord of Black Stripe City, and he seems to be of ancient snake-level strength."

"I see, in that case, are there any of you willing to go to the Black Stripe City on my behalf?"

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