Chapter 350 God of Blood and Dark Night: Don’t Come over Here!

Something is wrong, this guy is very wrong.

I shouldn't have used the Daddy Fist to hit him this time, right?

How come there is another youth rekindling, a classic reappearance?

"I still like your unruly look before, can you recover?" Lu Wenwu was a little helpless.

"What are you talking about, dear father, I don't understand a little bit." Blood Demon Bula looked flattering, "I said it when I was in the Holy City of Light, as long as you can lead me out of the sea of ​​suffering, I will be your father! A real man in the world, a spit is a nail!"

Lu Wenwu: "6!"

Why didn't I find this guy so outrageous the first two times?

In fact, Lu Wenwu overlooked one thing.

For a life form that has only done two things for many years, going to Magik to do something and answering Huo Sai, it is indeed difficult for his mental state to remain stable.

Such a person is considered a severe patient in the Imperial Capital Anding Hospital.

Compared with him, Lu Wenwu seems much more normal.

However, after a period of friendly communication, Blood Demon Bula finally returned to relative normality.

It is unlikely to return to the previous state.

The stimulation was a little bit big.

Although it was difficult for him to understand what the Dragon Palace was, he could clearly feel that the Dragon Palace space was a more powerful "world" than the Kingdom of God, and it was surprisingly full of energy.

In addition, Lu Wenwu easily smashed the double-flowered red sticks in the group of gods of light, and his combat power was against the sky.

Therefore, in the heart of the blood demon Bula, Lu Wenwu can be completely equated with gods.

Or the strongest one.

At least the God of Blood and Dark Night that he has always believed in can't beat the God of Light at all, and it is likely that he can't beat this God of Justice and Judgment.

Otherwise, the main god of the light god system would not be the God of Light, right?

When the God of Blood and Dark Night dueled with the God of Light, if the Goddess of Magic hadn't come and killed them all, the God of Blood and Dark Night might not be able to raise their heads until now.

A battle without a result can be argued by talking hard (sure)!

In Blood Demon Bula's brain-filled theory, this explanation is perfect.

For Lu Wenwu's idea of ​​entering the Kingdom of Blood and Dark Night, Blood Demon Bula's main point is obedience and support.

And actively provided a solution that he had tried before.

First of all, you need to find the other party's faith base camp first.

Due to the continuous suppression of the Church of Light for many years, the belief in the God of Blood and Dark Night has become increasingly weak, and even many thieves no longer believe in this god.

It took Lu Wenwu three days to find the other party's lair.

This is a place that he didn't expect.

It was the prison where he was imprisoned before!

What's more coincidental is that.

The current pope of the current Church of Blood and Shadow is even Lu Wenwu's former cellmate.

And the archbishops of the Church of Blood and Shadow are mostly distributed in various prisons in various corners of the continent, living a healthy life of eating and sleeping.

That's right, as the mortal enemy of the Church of Light, the current Church of Blood and Shadow is so miserable.

When Lu Wenwu followed the guidance of the blood demon Bula and found the white-bearded old man in prison, even a person like him who was in an extremely abstract mental state was silent.

What the hell, whose house is good? The Pope's office is in prison?

Actually, to be honest, this is also a bitter tear.

How to say it

The Church of Blood and Shadows, although it sounds very much like a miniature cult formed by a dozen people in the village after reading a novel.

Even pyramid schemes sound more reliable than it.

But no matter what, it is indeed a serious religious organization.

As we all know.

If an organization wants to run, it needs everyone to regularly contribute 50 yuan to raise some activity funds to maintain it.

Otherwise, who will work for you for free?

Otherwise, how to organize activities?

Then the more embarrassing part comes.

Other churches, such as the Church of Light, are big and powerful, and their names sound good and their faces are glorious, and there are countless professionals who believe in them.

Just by selling consecration props and holy water diluted with water as medical supplies, you can make a lot of money.

For example, the god of nature is worshipped by all druids of all sizes. These agricultural science masters from other worlds can easily exceed the limits of ordinary farmers.

Except for the Undead Empire, which country doesn't eat? Don't they farm?

Except for the elves who also believe in the god of nature and master natural magic, don't they have to regularly find druids to do something fun to increase the yield per mu?

Or just like the god of magic, don't you set up a church and let your faith go with fate.

Believe it or not, it doesn't matter if you pull a few downs.

On the other hand, the people who believe in the Church of Blood and Dark Night can almost be regarded as thieves, mainly because there is a weird magician like Blood Demon Bra.

This is embarrassing.

If you have money, why do you still want to be a thief?

Be respectful, that's called a professional assassin!

People have long cut ties with thieves, and they are all legal and licensed!

So the real thieves are all poor guys.

They are all for sharing and not for main company.

What legitimate business can these people do?

They can't just do hard labor and move bricks!

Being a mercenary is a purely high-risk profession. People don't have to worry about their lives. If they have some money, they will exchange it for strength and enjoyment. They can't even save a copper coin.

The remaining group of poor thieves who have guaranteed personal safety get together. In addition to holding a stolen goods sales conference, they can only carry out industry technical training and exchange activities.

That's it.

In order to raise some funds for the organization, if there are too many exchange activities, they will be forced to move to another place.

So for many years when the gods disappeared collectively, the religious activities of the Church of Blood and Dark Night were mainly carried out in the small playground of the prison.

Blood Demon Bra participated in vocational and technical training in this confused way, and followed the high-tech inmates to gain enlightenment in Longchang.

Although the process was a bit speechless, the first step was finally successfully completed.

Because the spatial location of the Kingdom of Blood and Dark Night is uncertain, the second step is a little more difficult.

The contemporary pope needs to sacrifice his own vitality and condense the blood Bible passed down from generation to generation by the Church of Blood and Dark Night with all his blood.

Whenever night falls, place the Blood Bible under the full moon, the Bible absorbs the power of the moonlight, and a star map will be formed.

This image shows the way to the Kingdom of God.

Obviously, this contemporary pope is not very cooperative.

In addition to the fact that the Blood Bible is a holy object that only the popes of all generations can hold and is related to the inheritance of the church, the more important thing is.

Condensing this thing is really deadly (physical).

Even Lu Wenwu has no good way to deal with this.

He had to send his second adopted son to have a friendly exchange with the other party.

In the end, the other party bled from all seven orifices and turned into a mummy and died in prison.

According to the rigorous investigation of the prison officers for one minute, the prisoner committed suicide out of fear of crime.

Lu Wenwu got the Blood Bible as a matter of course, and now he is grilling while waiting for the night to fall, opening the way to the Kingdom of Blood and Dark Night.

Lu Wenwu got what he wanted, and the blood demon Bra showed his value. The prison officers were happy that a big villain who could not be killed by law died inexplicably in the prison.

All three parties gained something, and everyone was very happy.

What?

You said that the previous pope of the Church of Blood and Dark Night was unhappy?

Don't be so mean, he himself had no objection, so why was he unhappy?

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Just when the blood demon Bula was still wondering how Lu Wenwu would solve the problem that tonight was not a full moon night.

I saw Maomao slowly transform back to the body of the evil spirit, and use the "Heavenly Dog Swallowing the Sun Art" to bite the sky fiercely.

The crescent moon disappeared strangely in an instant, as if it was a pattern wiped out from the canvas out of thin air.

The blood demon Bula suddenly widened his eyes and his mouth grew big.

"Moon Moon! It disappeared!"

With Maomao's current cultivation, he just barely touched the edge of ascending to the godhood, and of course it was impossible to swallow the moon directly in one bite.

It just swallowed all the Lehua in this space with the magic of the Heavenly Dog Swallowing the Sun Art and used it for its own use.

Then, as the technique was running, it suddenly roared to the sky.

Above the dark sky, the moon suddenly returned!

On the other side of the crescent moon, the illusory moonlight filled up most of the crescent, forming a full moon-like state!

At this moment, the blood Bible that the blood demon Bula had been holding in his hand suddenly glowed red, and it suddenly floated in the air, and turned the pages by itself.

When the blood Bible was about to turn to the middle, it suddenly stopped and shot a shining scarlet beam of light straight up.

Next, an amazing scene appeared.

The stars in the sky slowly changed their positions under the traction of this red beam of light, forming a road to heaven like a ladder.

At the end of the road to heaven, a bloody cross also composed of starlight stood out.

Although the blood demon Bula didn't know what Maomao had just done, he immediately realized that this method was effective.

As he quickly transferred his own power to the Blood Bible, the bloody cross in the night sky became brighter and brighter, and it suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a stronger dark red color.

It was as if some force had poked a hole in the sky from the other side!

"Fifth Master, the road to the Kingdom of God has been outlined, and the door to the Kingdom of God has been opened. This is a conceptual road, a kind of ritual magic, you just need to take a step towards it." He said immediately.

Lu Wenwu nodded slightly, put Maomao into the Dragon Mansion, and took a step forward according to the method given by the Blood Demon Bula.

Then, there was a violent spatial shock.

He felt as if he had penetrated a very tough film, just like using a sharpened pencil to pierce a plastic sheet.

The picture in front of him was intertwined with black and red, as if he had come to a place where some laws were broken, and all the strange things appeared.

When the eyes returned to normal, Lu Wenwu felt a sense of being down to earth, no longer as soft as stepping on cotton.

Looking at the dark red sky and the black earth, he soon realized that he had successfully entered the kingdom of the God of Blood and Dark Night.

That place made of legends and myths.

The pointed castle in the distance showed an extremely exaggerated posture, like an inflatable doll at the entrance of a shopping mall, extending to the sky in an almost arc-shaped architectural way.

At the same time, its entire "body shape" appears extremely slim and narrow, but its top is unexpectedly wide.

It's like a stretched shadow rather than some kind of castle building.

Directly above the castle, a scarlet full moon that looked like blood hung high in the sky, emitting a cold and evil light.

The Kingdom of God is not as huge as Lu Wenwu imagined.

On the contrary, it is very small, not even as vast as the inner palace of Long Mansion.

If you look at the body size of a god, this place is at most the size of a toilet, which is enough to be called cramped.

That is to say, in this small and cramped space, the power of faith fills every corner and is everywhere.

The tiny twisted gray-black particles were caught in this powerful force that could distort reality, and were unknowingly absorbed by the gods and turned into part of their own divine body.

Lu Wenwu felt it slightly.

This level of corrosive power is probably equivalent to the unpurified secondary corrupted power during the fierce battle with the True Demon Mother Insect.

Although they are not essentially the same, the effects can be somewhat similar.

It is to the extent that low-level cultivators will die suddenly as soon as they enter.

It is hard to imagine that the mysterious and elegant kingdom of God described in myths and legends would look like this.

Even Blood Demon Bulla, who came in in the form of a bracelet, was shocked: "What's going on? I haven't been here for just a few hundred years, how come this place has become like this? So bare, so small! Except for the Shadow Castle Apart from that, where have all the other things gone?”

"With the daily life of your church, it is difficult for your God's house to remain small."

Lu Wenwu complained, and took long strides towards the Shadow Castle mentioned by Blood Demon Bulla.

In the legend, the great lord who dominates the kingdom of blood and shadow eternally sits on the blood throne in the shadow castle and overlooks the world. He controls the kingdom of shadow and is the source of all killings.

Lu Wenwu actually didn't pay much attention to the authority of gods.

Mainly.

If the myths and legends say this, does it mean that this guy will sit on the Laoshizi throne forever?

What an imperial golden toilet!

Walking on the black land, Lu Wenwu heard the chattering introduction of Blood Demon Bulla in his ears.

To be honest, he is not a qualified tour guide.

Because this tour guide has been muttering something that does not exist in the Kingdom of God today.

For example, the road Lu Wenwu is walking on now should be a bridge made entirely of bones. On both sides are neatly stacked skulls of various races, and below is the endless sea of ​​blood.

In the Blood Bible, this road is also called the "Bridge of Bones and Blood" or more directly, the "Bridge of Bones to the Shadow Fortress in the Sea of ​​Blood."

The dead believers will walk across this long bridge, the bones of their enemies will mold their bodies, and the blood and shadow will become their strength.

Until they reach the end, they completely transform into eternal heroes and enjoy immortality.

Obviously, there is nothing here.