Chapter 351 Will the Resurrected God Develop Hemorrhoids?

"It's unexpectedly monotonous."

Lu Wenwu walked on the skeleton blood bridge that had turned into a road. Every step he took, his bones could not bear the force of being trampled, and collapsed into the most primitive power of faith.

He stepped on this land that held the dreams and best wishes of countless believers, but he only felt that it was monotonous and boring.

The legendary thieves active in various eras spent thousands of years to build this fertile land of dreams.

But now, there is only a narrow ruins left here.

If you insist on saying that there is something related to the Kingdom of God.

Perhaps, the last remaining blood shadow servant, Blood Demon Bula, is one of them.

This is a special honor that can only be achieved by the most powerful believers who enter the Kingdom of God after death and defeat all the souls of their contemporaries.

It is an existence that can serve God at close range, the closest person to God, and is equivalent to an angel in the Kingdom of Light.

In other words, Blood Demon Bula actually condenses two legends.

A blood demon that can give people powerful magical talents.

And the blood shadow servants in the Kingdom of God.

After understanding that the power of faith achieves the ultimate goal by distorting reality, Lu Wenwu no longer has any bad feelings towards the "notorious" guy, Blood Demon Bula.

Even.

Some feel a little sad.

Faith and legend can create myths and distort reality.

But they cannot really revive dead souls.

It is even more impossible to make a soul live forever and immortal without becoming a god and containing divine power.

Naturally, it is impossible to create a blood demon with immortal body and strange power.

The legend of the Kingdom of God is essentially nothing more than the power of faith transformed into divine power, relying on the more powerful reality distortion power to create a piece of nothingness puppet that should not exist.

Created with a real living template.

When faith is severed and divine power dissipates, these created beings will naturally break and dissipate like the Kingdom of God, and disappear from this world from then on.

The same is true for Blood Demon Bula.

The Blood God Chosen, the Pope of the Church of Blood and Dark Night, the Great Divine Magician, the Ten-Ring Arcanist, and the God of Magic, Bra, who betrayed the Magic Academy of Magic many years ago, has long been dead.

The one who is still alive in the world is just a living puppet named Blood Demon Bra, created by the Blood Demon Legend, a living puppet that follows the behavioral logic customized by the power of thought.

This is why he has been making trouble for countless years and attacking the Magic Academy of Magic, but has never really caused any major losses.

Just like the clown, he has become a ghost story circulated among students, a somewhat harmful but not much atmosphere group.

He has all the memories of Bra, has incredible power, and can even perform magic and divine arts in the soul state.

However, he is not the real Bra at all.

It is just that the strong thought distorts reality and creates a "faith" clone, or the kind with a modified thinking mode.

Just like the classic plot in Hollywood movies.

When there is only one clone, and this clone still has all the memories, he will not think that he is cloned, but only think that he is the original body.

Just like the analysis given by the Eye of True Vision.

[Magic Aggregation]

[Blood Demon Bula, who survived in the world in a strange soul form after integrating blood magic, magic and arcane]

Survival is not survival.

The sons of the earth with special talents only need to have a strong enough will to form a small "thought trend" and have the power to make their wishes come true to a certain extent.

This kind of power is called magic.

The thought trend formed by a group of sons of the earth is also magic, but it is a joint spell.

Therefore, in the analysis of Blood Demon Bula at that time, the affix [Magic Aggregation] was given.

His existence is just a magic polymer formed by the thought trend.

Came to the tall building called Shadow Castle.

To be fair, Lu Wenwu thinks that this building is somewhat similar to the castle of a certain gray wolf king in appearance, especially the lower part.

It just looks a little distorted.

Lu Wenwu felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of the believers' description that the God of Blood and Dark Night would sit here forever.

Sitting here for thousands of years. Wouldn't he be bored and crazy?

I just don't know if the gods will get hemorrhoids.

This is a question worth exploring.

If all the believers of a certain sect are convinced that their gods will get hemorrhoids, will they really get hemorrhoids?

Lu Wenwu found it difficult to control his divergent thoughts.

On his wrist, the blood demon Bula was still chattering, excitedly telling about the glory of the God of Blood and Dark Night in the past.

The gate of the castle was closed, as if firmly rejecting all outside visitors.

Lu Wenwu thought silently for a moment, and suddenly kicked.

"Bang!"

The dark and heavy gate suddenly exploded into a ball, like a rotten wood that had been left for a long time, and it directly exploded into flying black ash and some already mixed faith power.

Blood Demon Bra stared at everything in front of him in amazement, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"You just kicked the door open like that?"

"This, this, this, this is the gate of Shadow Castle! It is the core gateway of the Kingdom of Blood and Dark Night, and it belongs to my Lord."

"Stop it, I have nothing to do with the rain."

Lu Wenwu reached out and pinched his blood bracelet a little.

There was an obvious crunching sound, and Blood Demon Bulla immediately stopped talking, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat - if the Blood Demon legend still has the function of sweating.

After arriving in the Kingdom of God, I couldn't help but feel a little carried away, almost forgetting what kind of power this man has.

If they can even knock out the second or third guaranteed leaders of the Light camp, then there really isn't much to say about it.

I'm afraid that even if the God of Blood and Dark Night has returned from the long river of history, he can only laugh with me like you do, right?

Blood Demon Bulla did not think that his idea was disrespectful to his own gods.

Believers are like gods, and gods are more like believers. Isn’t this reasonable?

How can a group of gods whose main belief group is thieves be shaped into something noble and unruly?

Lu Wenwu walked into the somewhat eerie shadow castle, as if he had completely entered a dark world.

At the end of his sight, an unusually tall figure sat quietly on the giant throne made entirely of blood-red skulls, constantly emitting a dark halo.

If you look closely, it's not real light.

Instead, they are wings made of some kind of black material, like a bat.

This tall giant has an extremely tall figure and is dressed in an elegant black dress.

His right hand is holding his chin, and his left hand is holding a goblet filled with scarlet liquid. He crosses his legs and leans on his blood throne in a lazy posture.

The pale skin combined with a cruelly handsome face slightly diluted the coercion coming from the giant.

But those scarlet eyes, like the blood moon, made people feel even more chilling and awe-inspiring.

I'll test it!

Lu Wenwu instantly matched the other person's face with the classics in the Blood Bible in his mind.

It is undoubtedly the God of Blood and Dark Night!

It's just that compared to the appearance described by the Dragon God, the other party's current appearance has been distorted from a pure human posture to an image similar to a vampire, a vampire, or a Western bat spirit.

"My Lord"

Blood Demon Bulla's voice was so excited that he trembled, and he instantly transformed into his original appearance, kneeling prostrately before the God of Blood and Dark Night.

Lu Wenwu kept looking at the god in front of him and the internal structure of the shadow treasure, with a very complicated expression on his face.

It's not that this god isn't powerful enough.

The main thing is that the internal environment is really hard to hold back.

The God of Blood and Dark Night just sat on the Blood Throne dozens of miles away from the two of them, as motionless as a sculpture.

Except for such a throne, the entire interior of Shadow Castle is completely empty!

Not to mention decorations and furnishings, even the TM floor only has this floor!

In other words, the Shadow Castle, which looks tall, fancy and oppressive from the outside, is actually an empty shell with no floors!

And it’s still as empty a shell as a coffin!

With the size of the God of Blood and Dark Night, he couldn't even lie down flat inside!

If you stand up, you will probably hit the ceiling directly.

Suddenly seeing this scene, it was really hard for Lu Wenwu to hold back.

One thing to say, this is not as grand as the Buddhist temples and Taoist temples at tourist attractions on Blue Star in my previous life.

Lu Wenwu then thought about it, and it seemed that this could not be blamed on the God of Blood and Dark Night himself.

After all, the kingdom of God grows in the image of believers.

And His followers, well, it's not that Lu Wenwu is class-discriminatory, mainly because of the current general education level in the Gods' Continent, this group of thieves who are generally untrained in education can imagine the outside of the Shadow Castle to be quite intimidating. This has been quite difficult.

It is indeed difficult for them to design a detailed and gorgeous image with their cultural attainments like burning books and humiliating Confucians.

No matter what, who the hell would be a thief if he had this ability?

This industry doesn't even have a complete professional system inheritance, so it has no future at all.

The outside image of Shadow Castle is just okay, but as for the inside.

I can only say that it has the beauty of a boss novel.

It must be awesome in the Kingdom of God.

What specific method is awesome?

I don't know.

Anyway, God is sitting there, nothing else matters, just know how awesome it is and that’s it.

Lu Wenwu's wandering thoughts were quickly brought back to reality.

Mainly because Blood Demon Bra is a bit annoying.

Ever since he entered here and knelt down with a clean click, this guy has been whispering towards his "master".

Lu Wenwu raised his head and looked at the god in front of him.

He looked at the other party's full moon-like scarlet eyes with analytical eyes, with a look of regret on his face.

"Bra, stop mumbling."

Blood Demon Bulla was obviously somewhat reluctant.

But due to the Fifth Master's power, he immediately succumbed, with extremely obvious regret and cowardice on his face.

after all

It's one thing to submit, but it's another thing to be embarrassed in front of the God you believe in.

But soon, Blood Demon Bulla's mood immediately improved.

Because Lu Wenwu spoke again: "The God of Blood and Dark Night has not yet fully recovered. It is just a statue composed of divine power and laws, not the real Him."

As he spoke, he looked behind the God of Blood and Dark Night.

In the same darkness, countless negative forces gathered from all directions, pouring into the opponent's body in a way that was completely invisible to the naked eye, and slowly pushing something up.

Lu Wenwu could clearly feel that a will that fully carried the laws and priesthood was about to take shape and take over this body.

Moreover, the pollution and assimilation power that he had seen in the God of Justice and Judgment before became more and more intense, and it was almost alive.

If the blood demon Bula was really just a simple soul, his fate would have been the same as those believers in the Holy City of Light.

Either he was infected by negative forces and died suddenly, or he was completely assimilated and covered by the power of priesthood, becoming a living dead who could only pray, and becoming a part of the laws and gods.

Blood demon Bula obviously didn't know this.

At this time, he was extremely excited in his heart, looking forward to the revival of the God of Blood and Dark Night.

After all, when he first came here, he didn't even dare to enter the gate of Shadow Castle. He just became what he is now in a daze, and then returned to the human world in a daze.

As a believer, who wouldn't want to see the god of their fanatical faith with their own eyes and have a chat with him?

"Master Wuwu, may I ask how long it will take for our Lord to wake up?"

The voice of the Blood Demon Bula was so excited that it trembled, and even his body was a little erratic, flashing like a railway warning light.

"I guess it will be less than a week."

Lu Wenwu no longer suppressed his breath, and his knotted muscles bulged high, and there was a faint red steam rising.

The majestic momentum like the sea suddenly appeared, surging in the Shadow Castle.

Since his breakthrough, his overall strength has been too strong, and it is not something that Blood Demon Bula can touch.

Even if it was just a breath, the strong pressure from the soul directly knocked him to the ground.

In addition to being shocked and trembling, he could do nothing.

Suddenly, Blood Demon Bula remembered what Lu Wenwu had done in the Holy City of Light before, and a very bad premonition arose in his heart.

He lay on the ground with a horrified expression, and suddenly shouted: "Master Wuwu! You, you, you, you are not going to attack my Lord, are you!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang.

Lu Wenwu's body rose from the ground like a rocket, leaving a completely shattered huge pit at the previous position.

He punched the statue-like God of Blood and Dark Night with an expressionless face, and the true meaning of martial arts burst out from behind him. A bright golden sun of merit rose slowly, completely lighting up the entire dark Shadow Castle space.

"Guessed right, but there is no reward."

The Great Sun Tyrant Fist with the Demon God's War Spear attached slammed hard on the god's head.

"Boom!"

In the violent explosion, the tall Shadow Castle disintegrated.

The Kingdom of Blood and Dark Night was almost collapsed!