I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 341. The God Served by the K-Faced Man?!

"It's about to begin."

Outside the Water Curtain Cave, three majestic goddess statues stand, and under the protection of the statues' domain, nearly a hundred knights stand solemnly.

They all stared in the direction of Erli Falls.

The vast, sky-covering purple mist resembled a terrifying beast, baring its fangs and claws as it clung to the entire cliff face, its vapors seeping into the waterfall and into the curtain cave.

As the sea of ​​mist moved, the weeping witches swiftly flashed toward the Water Curtain Cave, their smiles growing increasingly eerie.

A total of 120 weeping witches gradually gathered around the Water Curtain Cave, a large number that far exceeded Jiang Qiu'e's expectations.

They ignored the knights inside the idol's domain, and instead quietly faced the Water Curtain Cave, waiting for the mist to engulf that last safe zone.

The Black Moon Church members remained calm and waited quietly.

If the two people in the cave still have any sense, their best option is to come out and surrender, and seek the protection of the Holy See before the purple mist covers the cave. Perhaps then they will have a glimmer of hope.

Silently, the purple mist covered the area, and the figures of the weeping witches flickered like ghosts.

But in the next instant, their figures suddenly froze, and a desolate and magnificent aura, carrying a powerful pressure, rose from the cave!

"?" Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal eyes narrowed slightly.

The two True Martial Knights were also stunned, their eyes slowly widening. "This is..."

"Statue of the God King?"

What the hell?! All the knights instinctively looked up, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

How could the aura of a divine king statue appear in the cave?

Yasuto Gokudera's expression tightened slightly, and he felt uneasy. He immediately activated his eyes and looked into the cave again.

Although the specific scene is not clearly visible, it can be clearly observed that the aura emanating from the K-faced man is present!

"What a joke." His face darkened slightly, and his voice was filled with disbelief.

He never expected such an outrageous situation to occur.

He mastered the A-rank Spirit Robe in just 15 minutes?!
And the fact that there are no traces of enlightenment is absolutely outrageous!
Yasutoshi Gokudera cursed under his breath.

Jiang Qiu'e frowned, puzzled. This guy, K-mask, was becoming more and more mysterious, and he certainly had a lot of secrets.

"It's completely impossible for him to have learned it on the spot; he most likely already knew how to create the God-King's Image!"

The white-haired old man shook his head, reacting first, and telepathically transmitted to the others, "But don't worry about that now! Right now, we must destroy his statue no matter what!"

The fact that the K-mask could use this spirit garment did surprise them, but that doesn't mean the K-mask can turn the tide.

Although the Black Moon Goddess is now corrupted and sometimes falls into slumber,

But no matter what, the Black Moon Goddess is one of the twelve surviving main stars, and her divinity is extremely high, far surpassing that of some minor gods who merely survive.

It can be said that anyone who can rival the Black Moon Goddess in divinity must be at least a ninth-tier star god or a nine-eyed nightmare god; otherwise, the opponent will only be crushed.

Furthermore, even if the god served by the K-mask was also a major star god, he still couldn't possibly defeat them, since they had a total of three Black Moon Goddess statues on their side.

So now all we need to do is destroy the K-mask's statue, and these two masked men will naturally lose their support and be swallowed up by the Weeping Witch.

As the white-haired old man silently gave the order, golden patterns rippled around the three majestic goddess statues, their aura rising steadily.

Meanwhile, in the sealed land.

The woman in the star-patterned dress was lounging on the throne, her pale dragon tail, beneath her graceful curves, coiled around a palm-sized wooden carving.

The wooden carving was a small figure with a lifelike face that resembled Xia Feng, but in a more chibi style, like an anime doll. Perhaps because the sealed place was inherently damp, the wooden carving was now covered in moisture, making its originally light brown wood color even darker.

The nimble dragon tail tip is wrapped around the wooden carving, sometimes tightening suddenly, sometimes loosening slowly.

The wooden toy seemed to be of poor quality, unable to withstand the power of the dragon god, and made a creaking, sour sound.

After playing around for a while out of boredom, the thick, pale dragon tail curled up in front of the woman. She lay lazily on her side with her legs bent, her majestic vertical pupils staring intently at the Q-version wooden carving.

After watching for a while, she sighed, pursed her lips, and murmured, "Xia Feng, time is passing so slowly."

Two weeks ago, the believer said that he would probably be busy for another ten days or so. Now, two weeks have passed, and it is unknown whether the believer has finished his work.

She had never felt that time could pass so slowly.

In the past, she would sleep for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.

Half a month. This is a word she doesn't use often.

Normally, she could sleep for hundreds of years in the blink of an eye.
But now, she finds herself unable to sleep at all; the moment she closes her eyes, she can feel the powerful corrosive force of evil, which intensifies her suffering.

While idly pondering, the woman in the star-patterned dress blinked and poked the wooden carving of Xia Feng's cheek with her slender fingertip.

But at this moment—

A deep, respectful male voice resounded in her mind: "Lord Dragon God, your most faithful follower needs your help."

"!!!" Di Si's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and her beautiful face, which was both alluring and dignified, was quietly tinged with a blush. Her slender shoulders trembled slightly and then she froze, somewhat afraid to move.

"Lord Dragon God, your most faithful follower needs your help." The follower's respectful voice rang out again.

With a whoosh, the dragon's tail binding the wooden carving suddenly retracted under the star-patterned skirt and disappeared. The woman in the star-patterned skirt sat up stiffly, pursed her lips, and raised her eyes.

Fortunately, the believer did not appear in person, but prayed to her through some special means.

The flushed blush on her face faded, and her vertical pupils regained their cold and dignified expression. After sensing the believer's plea with her divine sense, she quickly understood the situation.

The prayer came from an A-grade spirit garment, which could not communicate with her and could only pray unilaterally. Naturally, it was even less likely to discover her perverted behavior just now.

"Lord Dragon God, your most faithful follower needs..." Xia Feng's prayer was tinged with doubt and urgency.

Seeing this, Di Si dared not delay and quickly agreed.

"Yes," she said calmly in her mind.

The sounds of prayer quickly faded, and the area beneath the World Tree returned to its tranquil state.

The woman in the star-patterned dress sat regally on the divine throne, her vertical pupils gazing intently into the endless distance.

The three abilities of the God-King statue require a promise from the gods for the first use, but no further prayer is needed afterward.

To be honest, Xia Feng almost thought he was going to mess things up.

They prayed several times, but received no response from the Dragon God.

Normally speaking, the thinking of gods transcends common sense, and the transmission of divine thoughts is only a matter of a moment. Even when asleep, they can easily handle billions of prayers.

There is no delay.

Miss Evil Dragon took a while to arrive, I wonder what she was doing.

However, given the special nature of the sealed land, abnormal delays are normal.

(End of this chapter)