At the place where the Holy Lord had unilaterally beaten Tara just now, Xiaoyu and Luo Qing appeared from the darkness, looking at the chaos in Scarlet, with some shock in their eyes.
"Ah, is the Holy Master crazy?"
Xiaoyu was a little unbelievable. Through those actions just now, the Holy Master really had no sense at all!
"Uh, I don't know either." Luo Qing scratched his head. He could have imagined that the Holy Master would be furious, but he didn't expect it to be so violent.
This is the rhythm of not looking back until Tara is killed, but this is also an opportunity. If we can find Tara's mask, we can take off directly.
Ten generals, including Tara, will be controlled.
"not good."
Suddenly, Xiaoyu's face changed, and a pair of eyes flashed a hint of scarlet, but was quickly suppressed by a golden light.
Luo Qing was stunned and a little surprised: "What's wrong?"
"The Holy Lord is heading towards my little kitten!" Xiaoyu's face was a little panicked, and she subconsciously formed a dark demon tattoo.
Xiaoyu in this state is not strong enough to command the shadows. She wants to return to the state of the Shadow Queen.
She was a little indifferent to other shadow creatures, but deep down in her heart, she didn't want that little kitten to be in danger.
Luo Qing frowned and waved his hand to defeat the shadow tattoo. He thought for a moment: "Isn't that cat a legend? The Holy Lord can't catch it, right?"
Xiaoyu paused and said with some worry: "I don't know, but thinking that the kitten will die makes me a little uneasy."
Luo Qing thought for a while, held Xiaoyu in his arms, led her forward quickly, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, if it is really in danger, I will save it, and it is not that fragile."
"Legends are always at the top of the world right now."
After the words fell, the two people could no longer be found in the shadows.
The snake talisman is not just about invisibility. In Luo Qing's view, it is more like being hidden, disappearing from sight and perception. Otherwise, pure invisibility would not be worthy of the Holy Lord's talisman.
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At this time, the North Pole.
Tap!
After two heavy footsteps, Di Kui stepped into the far north. He went all the way north, looking for the entrance to the abyss.
In the age of gods and demons, the entrance to the abyss was in Antarctica.
But Dikui clearly remembered that the abyss was shattered and many fragments fell to the north.
If these falling fragments have not completely disappeared, then the North Pole is certainly the most likely place.
However, Di Kui didn't hold out much hope. After all, the favorite food of the Holy Lord and the Evil Dragon Clan was abyss worms.
If there are traces of the abyss in the North Pole, then it is impossible that the Holy Lord two thousand years ago would still be looking for a way to summon the abyss worm.
So he came with the attitude of giving it a try.
A polar bear in front looked at the sudden appearance of this behemoth in a daze. His whole body was trembling and he didn't know how to run.
The Dikui was stunned and looked at this extremely weak and cute little animal. He couldn't help but lift the polar bear up like a little chicken, and walked away while holding it.
This is somewhat similar to the Ursine tribe, but unfortunately they don't have the wisdom.
"Hey, Dikui, the gods are in trouble."
Suddenly, Ximu's voice sounded, frightening the polar bear in Di Kui's arms, but he didn't dare to move and could only tremble continuously.
Di Kui glanced at Xi Mu, ignored him and continued walking forward, saying angrily: "I'm in trouble too, something is targeting me."
With that said, Di Kui gestured to the depths of the North Pole. He could feel a pair of invisible eyes there, but they did not belong to the abyss, and they were extremely powerful, which made him feel a little stressed.
Ximu followed Di Kui's eyes and couldn't help but reveal a sly smile: "This place is indeed more interesting than the capital city. Angels who turned into evil spirits, but still weirdly maintained their nihilistic justice. You think it's ridiculous. Isn’t it ridiculous?”
Di Kui continued to move forward, put the polar bear down casually, and walked forward: "This has nothing to do with me. As long as she doesn't mess with me, then she is safe."
"But she suppressed more than half of my origin. Why don't you help me move her body away?" Ximu said with a smile: "We are the best brothers, Di Kui."
Before Di Kui could speak, Ximu's body suddenly paused and flew away in an instant until he disappeared.
Then a big purple toad with a height of two meters appeared in front of him. Sao Feng was obviously very unhappy with Ximu's behavior of taking advantage of every opportunity.
After he came out, he said calmly: "Di Kui, go and persuade the gods to come back. He is crazy."
Di Kui raised his eyes and shook his head decisively: "Not interested."
As he continued walking deeper into the North Pole, he could still remember the sight of the Holy Lord scolding him.
Moreover, he also gave away the memory gem, and he also had a certain guilty conscience, not wanting to see the Holy Lord.
"You have to go. It's too late for the gods to prepare the materials to break through the geographical restrictions next time. If you fail now, then you will be the only devil left in the world." Sao Feng said in a deep voice, with a tone that could not be refused.
Di Kui paused and shook his head again as he continued to walk forward: "I'm not interested. The Titans are still suffering in the abyss. I have to bring them out and avenge them. Gods don't matter."
Sao Feng was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How did you know?"
As he said this, Sao Feng's expression changed. This sentence seemed to affect the relationship between demons.
However, Di Kui didn't hear the hidden meaning and still looked a little listless: "Luo Qing told me."
Di Kui's footsteps were getting faster and faster, and he walked tens of thousands of meters forward with each step. He had already reached the nearest iceberg.
Sao Feng frowned deeply, what did that variable do to the abyss? Also, Di Kui seemed to have a good relationship with the two humans. What on earth did they talk about?
After thinking about it, Sao Feng still said in a deep voice: "I know the approximate location of the abyss, but the requirement is that you take the gods out of the shadows and restore their sanity. He is no longer imprisoned by us, and we cannot threaten him. .”
Di Kui paused in his steps and stopped in front of the ice and snow mountains. He suddenly turned his head to look at Sao Feng, with a deep surprise in his scarlet eyes: "Is the abyss really still there? And, Anna Really in the abyss? She is still such a small one!"
The Dikui gestured as he spoke, roughly reaching a height of about two meters.
Sao Feng frowned: "I don't know about Anna, but the abyss fragment did swallow up a small part of the Titans. You bring the Holy Lord out, and I can tell you the location."
Di Kui's eyes completely brightened. He looked at the snowy mountains and completely ignored the evil spirit who dared to peek at the devil. He nodded decisively: "No problem, where are the gods?"
"And the angel's corpse, you have to help move it too."
As soon as Ximu's voice sounded, Xiaofeng slapped him. With a snap, Ximu's voice suddenly stopped, making people wonder if they heard it wrong just now.
Sao Feng glanced to the right and faintly said two words: "Shadow!"
The Dikui stepped on the ground without hesitation, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains trembled. A large number of snowflakes fell, gradually forming a powerful force and turning into an avalanche that swept across the mountains.
But Di Kui didn't pay any attention to it. The darkness under his feet was spreading, and the passage between shadow and reality was looming.
Di Kui does not know magic now, but this does not prevent him from using brute force to open this passage to the two worlds.
"Xiao Feng, let's talk first. I don't have that much time to play games with Shendu. If I go, I will just knock him out and take him away." Di Kui muttered and took his steps towards the shadow.
Sao Feng nodded: "If you lose your mind because of something external to you, you should be beaten!"
"That's good."
Di Kui said with satisfaction, but before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared into the ice and snow.
Only the deafening sounds in the mountains and some screams and prayers of the indigenous people here are left.
"Great Snow Maiden, please protect us!"
"Blessed by the great Snow God."
"Oh my God, it's over, there's avalanches on all sides, oh my God."
"Fak Fak, go into the cellar quickly. It's better to suffocate to death than die now."
"I hope the legendary Snow Girl is real. Please help us guide a way to survive."
"Respect the great God, please bless me."
Even in modern society, the voice of prayer still overwhelms many voices.
God is spiritual belief. When encountering a disaster that they are completely unable to defeat, people will always entrust their hope to the illusory God.
No matter whether that god is good or bad, they always want to grasp the last straw desperately.
Especially the indigenous villages in the Arctic. They do not think that rescuers will arrive after their village is buried by heavy snow. They can only pray continuously before they are buried.
The prayers became louder and louder, and some people were still praying with dull eyes when they were pulled towards the cellar.
This is when their faith is at its strongest.
For example, the piety outside the emergency room of a hospital always reflects people's powerlessness against disasters.
It’s just that the heavy snow cannot hear the prayers of living beings. It will only follow its inertia and flood all the places it can reach, ruthlessly devouring all life on the earth.
But just when the heavy snow was about to engulf these few snowy villages, perhaps the prayers of the residents had an effect, or perhaps it was some kind of terrifying natural phenomenon.
The extremely fast avalanche actually began to slow down slowly, until the snow in all directions stopped outside the village, without overwhelming any house.
The villagers were stunned, staring blankly at this scene that defied physics. Even the prayers and the sounds in the cellar stopped.
How is this going?
Is there really a god in this world?
Does God hear our prayers?
"Mom, look up there!"
A childish cry broke the silence of the village, and the adults looked up.
In the endless splendor of the aurora, a pair of beautiful transparent wings slowly dimmed and disappeared very quickly.
"Legend has it that the snow girl will protect the creatures in the polar regions and point out the direction of escape for the lost people. And the rumor says that the snow girl is a holy angel who made a mistake. Is this legend true?"
"Are there really angels in this world?"
A low murmur spread among the villagers, and in an instant, the surrounding people burst into bursts of exclamations.
Everyone knelt down and prayed. In the long history, they were extremely sure that their ancestors were also saved by the Snow Maiden, because this was so similar to the records that were regarded as folklore.
There really is a guardian in this polar region!
At this moment, a certain kind of faith reached its peak in the life-saving grace. The fanatical prayers became more and more uniform. The faith of several villages had never been so firm.
"Cough~"
The deepest part of the Arctic is a hell that few humans have set foot on.
A light cough resounded in the snow-white temple, and the endless power of faith around them became more and more intense. With the blessing of these beliefs, a pair of white wings seemed to be stained with a touch of bright red because of the slight cough.
Faith is poison to evil spirits!
(End of chapter)
