Chapter 191: Contaminated a God

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The black holy flame poured into his body, starting from the armpits held by his hands. The black holy flame was like ink poured into clear water, slowly spreading out.

The God of Libra felt his body burning. He was no stranger to this feeling, but what was burning now was a dim holy flame.

The God of Libra shook his head vigorously again, and finally regained his consciousness. His eyes glanced at Ange, at the believers and guardian gods around him, at the wind of rest in the sky, and finally at the black saint on his body. Flame on.

"What did you do to me?" The God of Libra said, swiping his arms and pulling away behind him.

A hand reached out and grabbed his wrist, holding him firmly in place.

"?" The God of Libra blinked, and a heavy question almost jumped out of his eyes. Someone grabbed his god's arm? who is it?

He took a closer look in confusion: Skeleton? Was there any mistake?

The God's Arm struggled hard, but failed to break free. His other hand couldn't help but raise his fist, and he was about to swing it out. But as soon as he raised it, a steel-headed fist as big as a head bounced over and squeezed hard. He held his whole little arm.

Turning his head to look, he saw it was a steel giant?

"Who are you? Where are you here?" The God of Libra was confused and confused.

He is a little confused now. Didn't he get hit by a petrifying light? Why are you here? Where is this place?

Look at this ring-shaped basin, look at this towering teleportation tower, look at those steel giants, how come it looks a bit like a world transfer station for the undead empire?

The black holy flames spread out on him in circles. In confusion, the God of Libra instinctively continued to break away. He stamped his feet hard, and a circle of light spread out with the landing point as the center.

The halo impacted on Ange's body, on Patsy's body, on...

boom! A big foot stepped on his toes, breaking the halo on the spot. At the same time, a big fist hit his eye socket, causing him to lean back involuntarily, and black circles quickly appeared in his eye sockets.

Locke's hands, hands that can even tear apart the body of a god, mean nothing if they give you a black eye.

The God of Libra was a little confused when he was hit. Maybe he had never had this kind of experience in his life of being grabbed by his hands and smashed in the face. This made him scream in anger: "What are you doing to me?"

Raging holy flames surged out of his body, dazzling holy light emerged from his eyes, and a light-like shadow slowly emerged from his body - his true body.

The appearance of a living human being is just his external image, to satisfy the imaginative needs of believers. The real God of Libra is not like this.

With a bang, a big hand engraved with magic patterns slapped the light and shadow, causing a violent energy impact. The light and shadow shrank back and almost retracted into its original body.

A guardian god who was very similar to Patsy, also had a chubby body, but had a pair of long spring legs. Its feet popped out, and its body bounced above the God of Scales, and was shot with one punch.

"Damn it, you who have offended the true God, you will surely bear my wrath!" An angry voice seemed to roar from the throat of the God of Scales.

The long-legged guardian struck him with another palm.

"The wrath of God will burn your body!"

A ball of fire burst out from the guardian's steel shell.

"Bang!" Shou Shen ignored the flames and slapped his light-like shadow with another palm.

"Send you to the painful abyss of hell..."

No response, another slap.

"The cry of eternal despair..."

There was another slap. Every time the God of Scales said something, the guardian's big hand slapped him, forcing his real body to shrink back.

Twelve guardian gods guard the world transfer station. Each one has a different ability, but there is one ability in common. They ignore most of the attacks of the virtual head, such as holy words, rebound, and burning. , impact and so on.

To defeat them, it's best to hit them hard and fight them with real swords and guns, and don't use those fancy skills.

However, it is not so easy to defeat them. With a steel shell and magic patterns, it is not easy to break through the defense while standing still.

Ange's Patsy grabbed his hands, a long-legged guardian was slapping him, and there were ten other guardians watching eagerly, but none of these were fatal.

The most deadly attack came from Xia Mara. She pressed her hands on the back of the God of Scales. Black holy flames poured in continuously, smearing the God of Scales. Gradually, the light of the God of Scales became no longer holy. The white light was mixed with wisps of black flames.

The terrifying thing about the power of corruption is not the intensity, but the pollution. A large vat of water will be contaminated by one or two drops of ink. The light mixed with the power of corruption becomes impure. Impure light is still Holy light?

The God of Libra felt that his power was fading rapidly, and by the time he realized that something was wrong, it was already too late.

"I...I can't sense the Holy Light anymore?" The God of Libra murmured in disbelief, and his true body retracted into his body.

When he transformed into his true form, he couldn't break away from Ange and Patsy's imprisonment, let alone now. He was held tightly, just like being dragged by a tauren aunt at the door of the market to experience activities. I can't get away no matter what.

"What are you doing to me..." The same question came out of the mouth of the God of Scales again, with a completely different tone. The tone at this moment was full of uneasiness.

"It's nothing, I just want to make you like me." Xia Mara said softly, but there was a tremor in her voice that she didn't even notice. She had polluted a main god.

If the God of Libra hadn't just awakened, if Ange and others hadn't restrained him, if the ability of 'pollution' hadn't just restrained his divine power, this kind of pollution would never have been successful. All of this can only be said to be too coincidental. .

"Depravity...the power of depravity? Have you polluted me? Are you with that rebellious Luna?" The God of Libra finally realized the power of those black holy flames and said in a trembling voice.

Rebellious Luna? Fallen angel? Who is referring to?

"Are you talking about her?" Ange pointed not far away. He also took out the sculpture of a petrified angel carrying an unknown weapon and placed it alone in the corner.

This angel is also a fallen angel like Shamara?

Unable to break free anyway, the God of Scales gave up the struggle.

Xia Mara was excited and excited, so that she could plunder the fruits of victory to her heart's content, constantly plundering the holy power from the God of Scales, and then pouring it into the power of corruption, and continued to plunder until she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Tie him up, tie him up, is there any way to tie him up?"

"Gods of light, can't they be tied up with ropes?"

"Can the Holy Shroud be okay?"

"You're stupid, the Holy Shroud might be what he defines."

"Let's do it." Patsy said, pointing to one of the guardian gods, which had the same round body, but its body could be opened, and there was a hole. Open the lid and put the person in. The hole is just right Show your face.

"The King built the Immortal Coffin to imprison the gods of light," Patsy introduced.

I haven’t heard this title for a long time. In the system of the Immortal Empire, it refers to the only supreme existence - the Immortal King.

After locking the God of Scales in, Nigris flew over eagerly: "Great, we can interrogate him carefully to find out what happened."

Everyone was extremely curious about the disappearance of the king and the gods. Now that they had caught a god of light, of course they couldn't help but ask about it.

But before Negris could ask, there was a series of cracking sounds. When he turned around, he saw that the sculpture of the petrified angel was shattering inch by inch, as if something underneath was about to break out.

Negris reacted immediately: "Not good! The God of Libra has lost his holy power, the Holy Frame of Equality has also failed, and this six-winged archangel is about to wake up."

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