The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

An imperceptible light flashed in Tina's eyes, and she asked, "Captain, what about now?"

"I do not know either."

Luo Qingyou rubbed the center of her brows, and said: "This fog is too dangerous, we will die if we rush in. Let's wait for it to dissipate, I hope the situation will not be too bad."

Most importantly, there are still two false gods fighting by the sea.

If the flames of war spread to Tokyo...

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Rome, on the banks of the Tiber.

"The last time I borrowed your "Jade Record" stone tablet, I have already studied it, and it has indeed inspired me a lot. Alchemy is an art, and there are too many mysteries worth exploring."

Archbishop Handel stood on the bridge, looked at the mist on the river, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, does such a thing as the Philosopher's Stone really exist? Or is it a product of the age of mythology?"

A man in a white coat holds a cup of coffee in his hand, his face is full of sleepiness and exhaustion, his eyes are heavy with dark circles, and his pair of pupils look mysterious and strange: "I don't know, anyway, I haven't made any progress in the past ten years. The Philosopher's Stone, I also die without regret."

For any alchemist, the Philosopher's Stone is a lifetime proposition.

"If that thing can be refined, will you still die?"

Archbishop Handel laughed.

Hermes was silent for a second, and said, "That's really not the case. If the Philosopher's Stone can be mass-produced, it will be an era where everyone can become a god. Who will go back and die?"

"At that time, the boundary between man and god will be completely broken, and mankind will usher in a new era."

He paused: "Not only the God of Rhine can come to the world, including the God of Titan and the God of Light, they can also get rid of the shackles outside the world and come to this world."

Archbishop Handel showed a look of yearning, and said: "That is indeed a very beautiful thing, so did His Majesty the Pope start capturing false gods many years ago?"

"Yes, because we suspect that the original false gods can be refined into the Philosopher's Stone. But for more than ten years, there has been no progress. His Majesty the Pope feels that our direction is wrong. He doubts the real Philosopher's Stone. In other words, the method of making it is hidden in the east."

Hermes lowered his voice, as if he was telling a great secret: "I once read His Majesty's notes by accident. It said... the East is the origin of everything!"

Every single word exploded like a thunderbolt!

Archbishop Handel's complexion changed slightly, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What did you say?"

"Exactly!"

Hermes drank his coffee and said triumphantly, "Because of the rush of time, I didn't read it very carefully, but in His Majesty's notes, I saw the word "ancestor!" Is it also because of this secret?"

ancestor...

Archbishop Handel took a deep look at him and said, "You are too courageous, don't do it next time. This is Rome, and your words and deeds will be known."

The anger and punishment of the three gods are not something ordinary people can bear.

Hermes smiled nonchalantly: "I'm just an alchemist, and the purpose of my life is to explore secrets and truths, so what if I die?"

Archbishop Handel was speechless, this guy is really crazy.

"Speaking of which, Christine was released on purpose by His Majesty the Pope, right?"

Hermes asked suddenly.

Archbishop Handel nodded.

"Kristen's state is not very stable yet. It seems that His Majesty the Pope has already planned to put all his eggs in one basket. He got a revelation from the Rhine God?"

Hermes shook his head and said, "I'm getting more and more confused about what His Majesty wants to do."

Archbishop Handel smiled slightly: "If you can understand, you are His Majesty."

Hermes shrugged: "Accompany me to find an ancient tomb tomorrow? I heard that there is an interesting pharaoh's tomb in Egypt. There are living mummies in it! I plan to dissect it..."

In the Church of the Holy Church, the two of them have the best personal relationship and have many common hobbies.

Unexpectedly, the other party refused.

"I can't go."

Archbishop Handel sighed and said, "Tomorrow I will be preparing to leave for Aurora. It is the birthday of the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty. His Majesty the Pope ordered me to send a congratulatory gift."

The corners of Hermes' eyes twitched: "That little girl?"

Archbishop Handel looked solemn and hummed.

"I'm also very interested in Daqin's longevity clan."

Hermes murmured, "It would be great if I could dissect an immortal..."

·

In the depths of the ground, a faint roar sounded.

This is a dark and dilapidated temple, hidden in the darkness of the ground, without seeing the light of day.

The Pope knelt in the darkness, listening to the desperate screams echoing in his ears, his expression slightly stern.

In the mist ahead, there seem to be three sculptures that have stood tall since ancient times, extremely majestic.

"Behemoth's soul wailed, he was terrified, he was trembling."

The pope said softly, "God, what happened in the Far East?"

In the silence, no one responded.

After a long time, a faint light illuminated the dark temple and fell on him.

The Pope looked up at the light, letting the light reflect in his pupils.

Then, he heard an ethereal voice echoing in nothingness.

It was the oracle of the Rhine god.

The Pope has listened to the oracle countless times, but in the past so many years, he has never heard any emotional changes in this voice, not once.

But this time is different.

This time, the ravings he heard seemed to hide extremely obvious and complex emotions.

Eventually, he understood the meaning of the oracle.

"He, really came back..."

The Pope's body trembled slightly. He obeyed the will of the Rhine God and planned the battle in the Far East.

Using his daughter as bait, he severely injured the vice pope.

Unleashed the magic horns of Behemoth to contend with Leviathan's flesh and blood.

But he didn't know what the specific situation over there was.

He is back?

"Who is he?"

"Why did Rhine God have such a big emotional change?"

"Would this have anything to do with the true identity of God Rhine?"

The pope's eyes fell silent, and he controlled his thoughts.

The faint raving came again.

"Zhendan, Buzhou Mountain..."

"Tianyu Zhongzhuzun..." The pitch-black mist shrouded the rough sea.

For a moment, the roaring tide disappeared, and the howling wind on the sea was also annihilated in nothingness, as if the eternal silence had come here, like the end.

The darkness is dense, like a living thing, tumbling and boiling!

The bodies of these two false gods, Leviathan and Behemoth, are fighting selflessly. After they lost their souls, even though they relied on their own terrifying blood to reshape their bodies, they were still just vain instincts. It's just the body of a human being, only the most primitive animal impulse.

But even so, there are very few people in the world who can get them anyway.

Because the life form of the false god is extremely special.

Leviathan's erosion of authority.

Behemoth's power to devour.

Or the power of calamity of Yamata no Orochi.

Even their blood has extremely terrifying toxicity.

If they are left alone, they will eventually even complete their flesh and blood bodies, follow the most primitive animal instincts, and go to find their own souls!

boom!

Bechymos smashed down countless raised black peaks and fell into the sea.

Fighting at sea, in the final analysis, is still at home.

In addition, his physical organs are not complete, and they have been severely injured at this moment.

Most of the flesh and blood had been corroded, revealing a hideous white skeleton.

However, Leviathan, who had the upper hand, did not pursue the victory!

"Roar--"

Bechymos rolled and struggled in the waves, and the sea was stained red with blood.

His ferocious head like a bull sticks out of the sea, hot steam gushes from his nostrils, and his scarlet vertical pupils are bloodshot, as if extremely angry.

At this moment, he seemed to feel something.

There was a look of fear and uneasiness in the furious vertical pupils.

In the sea water, there is a huge phantom swimming restlessly, as if trying to flee at high speed.

Leviathan didn't pursue the victory because he was also fleeing!

Something extremely terrifying and irresistible is coming!

boom!

The dark night sky seemed to collapse.

Countless terrifying fissures, like pairs of weird pupils, spread and cracked in the void, exposing the primordial chaos of the universe and the deep starry sky.

These countless pairs of terrifying pupils looked down indifferently, as if the fire of God's wrath had been ignited!

The abyss-like coercion suddenly descended!

Roar!

Bechymos raised his head and let out a terrified roar, dived into the bottom of the sea, and fled frantically.

At the same time, the shadows moving under the seabed are also drifting disorderly.

It's a pity that the black mist enveloped them and blocked all directions.

In the void, there seems to be some indescribable existence descending, like a mass of twisted and boiling chaos, a pale figure looming faintly, watching them silently.

In the silence, there were countless desperate and frenzied howls.

The bodies of the two false gods seemed to feel great fear, but no matter where they fled, they could not escape those terrifying howls, and were gradually engulfed by the dark mist.

They roared in fear and despair, their blood surging.

It's like the last counterattack of a drowning person, but he is inevitably drowning in darkness.

"It's as strong as a false god, but it's still a tool for others..."

Ji Yan sighed softly: "It's really pitiful."

At this moment, he descended in the form of his body, which is a very strange state. He has no real entity, does not exist in the material world, and is not a soul body, but he still exists.

He can materialize into any concrete person or thing if he wants to.

But that's not necessary.

In this state, he can unscrupulously release the endless mud of the black abyss, devouring everything he desires, and eroding the entire sea area.

The bodies of the two false gods, Leviathan and Behemoth, do not pose any threat to him at all without the source of their souls, and they can be easily suppressed.

Those other people find it difficult, such as powerful powers such as devouring and erosion, are not worth mentioning in front of the black mud manifested by the power of the abyss.

The black mist is boiling, and the void is trembling with fear.