He could not tolerate such blasphemy. In his ears, Avis's words were more sharp and insulting than 'I am your father' to ordinary people.
"Want a holy object? Okay..."
With a weird smile, 'Evan' raised his left hand.
A golden cup suddenly appeared out of thin air in the palm of his empty left hand.
The cup body is slightly larger than a fist, with a bright surface without any carvings. It looks ordinary.
At this moment, when he delayed for a while through words, the cup was filled with dark and rich light again.
"Then, right here, feel this gift of God for yourself!"
As soon as the words fell, the cup body suddenly collapsed, and a strange viscous liquid-like light instantly enveloped the entire cave, completely submerging everything in the cave.
Qiaomu stood in front of Anvis in an instant, and at the same time slashed at the cup with a sword as fast as lightning, but the sword light also melted in the brilliance.
Shrouded in this rich dark light, Evani and Qiaomu instantly felt their eyes darken. Extremely strong negative emotions rose from the bottom of their hearts, and their consciousness began to blur.
Pain and fear rolled into a whirlpool, dragging consciousness into an abyss darker than the night, and in the sea of blood at the bottom of the abyss, the desire for greed and enjoyment, as well as the stimulation of supreme joy...
Anvis didn't know what Qiaomu and others felt, but when the light came, he once again realized that, just as he had vaguely expected before, the power of the so-called 'holy object' in the hands of the sacrifice had no effect on him.
The terrifying brilliance slid down his body like water, just as he had faced the roar of the ancient giant amoeba in the ruins.
He was like a rock in the tide, completely ignoring the crashing waves.
In fact, Anvis had felt something was wrong ever since he saw the bishop of the Holy See lying on the altar.
The magic power of the black-robed priest was only at the seventh level, and none of the other cultists in the cave exceeded the sixth level.
It stands to reason that even if these people were packed together, it would not be enough for a few holy lights from the bishop in the divine state.
But the actual result is that not even a trace of the battle can be seen in the cave.
The only possibility is that the bishop was attacked by something, causing the battle to end in an instant.
So, who can do this, Anvis can only think of that mysterious 'holy object'.
He had been prepared for a long time before the priest might use 'sacred objects' to attack them.
Beside him, the "Secret Book of the Old Ones" in its true form exuded a faint light, and its content had already been turned to one of the several blank pages at the end of the book.
Facing the darkness caused by the sacred objects in the cave, the blank page is bursting with a strange attraction.
【seal】
After encountering this gravitational force, the churning sea of dark light in the cave was quickly sucked into the pages of the book as if it were encountering a bottomless black hole, and even created a terrifying twisted vortex around it.
Anvis could not understand the depth of the ancient secret scriptures with mysterious origins, but this did not prevent him from using its own power to target ancient alien creatures.
The moment he learned that the essence of the holy object came from the 'blood of the old gods', Avis had this plan in mind.
Use the power of "Old Secret Scripture" to compete with the sacred objects in the hands of the priest——
It is impossible for the black-robed priest in front of him, who is only at the seventh level of strength, to master a rare item beyond the ninth level.
Therefore, his role is most likely just to stimulate, and then let the 'holy object' work on its own, just like the way he currently uses the old secret scriptures.
In this way, it becomes a competition between the power of the holy objects and the secret scriptures of the past.
.….….
As the pages of the old secret book were absorbed, the darkness that covered everything in the cave soon faded again.
Seeing that the darkness faded early, the black-robed priest at the top of the altar was a little confused.
He clearly remembered that the power of the holy object should last longer.
Also, why can that godless ant still maintain a normal state under the power of God?
Although he is the inspirer, the power of the relic is beyond his control. This also prevented him from observing what happened within the scope of the holy object.
It was only then that the darkness in the cave completely dissipated and he saw the result.
"Interesting, let me think about it, Ant, your name is...Anvis, right?"
'Evan' couldn't help but feel a curiosity in his heart, which made him make a decision. If this interesting ant could wisely hand over his secret, then he would be kind enough to leave it to him and say goodbye to the world. time.
"So, how do you manage to remain rational amidst the power of the gods?"
Yes, what he felt at this time was just curiosity, but not much vigilance, because he could clearly sense that Anvis was not even a mid-level professional.
Except for Anvis, everyone around him, including the eighth-level professional, was deeply immersed in the power of the god and unable to extricate themselves.
Hearing the priest's slightly curious inquiry, Anvis blinked.
“According to the age-old principle of equal exchange, if you want the answer to this question, exchange it for the answer to another question.”
"Equal transaction? Hahaha!"
The priest raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he was surprised by Anvis's calmness and boldness. Immediately, he seemed to have heard some kind of extremely interesting joke and was suddenly amused into laughing.
"Forget it, it will be the same if I explore your secrets myself."
As he said that, Evan's face suddenly turned cold. He raised the scepter in his hand, appeared beside Anwes in a flash, and was about to grab the top of his head.
Logically speaking, Anvis would never be able to escape due to the five-level gap in strength.
Snapped--
But at the same time, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grasped Evan's stretched out hand tightly!
Qiao Mu, who had closed his eyes tightly and was immersed in dreams, suddenly opened his eyes.
"you?!"
Evan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly saw a strange thick dark green book stuck to Qiao Mu's waist.
"Dear Priest, do you like this little surprise from the ants?"
Close in front of him, but out of his reach. Anvis put his right hand on his chest and bowed gracefully, his manners perfect and decent.
At the same time, the frost-white extremely cold magical frost had slowly spread upwards along his wrist that was held tightly by Qiao Mu.
He wanted to struggle and cut off his arms to escape, but the invisible terrifying force field had locked his whole body tightly.
"It's useless, strangers, you have no way to escape -"
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, 'Evan''s expression suddenly turned cold, and he spoke at the end like a prophecy.
Then, the terrifying magic frost flowers covered him, and with his last words, he was frozen together with his life.
After looking at 'Evan' who had lost his life breath, Anvis turned his eyes to the cave.
At the moment of Evan's death, the heathen cultists suddenly swayed, and then they all fell down, lifeless.
The altar surrounded by pale white candles suddenly emitted a beam of light, which directly teleported the unconscious bishop away.
His eyes flickered, and Anvis looked at Evanny, who was still unconscious.
For some reasons, he did not use the Old Secret Scripture to absorb the power of the Old God from her just now. Therefore, she is still playing her Sleeping Beauty role at this time.
However, after 'Evan' died, the sleeping beauty's body gradually began to deform...
"Qiaomu, please take her out of this cave temporarily. I have some things to deal with."
.….….
In the real world, deep under the island mountains, in front of a hidden altar.
"The last one, the sacrifice is enough."
The young bishop was lying on the top of the altar. The high priest who should have died in the hands of the young bishop was now holding the black stone scepter and standing in front of the altar with a calm expression.
"Um?!"
For a moment, he seemed to suddenly sense something, and his expressionless face finally showed a hint of surprise.
"The Moon Shadow Seal has disappeared?!!"
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