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Chapter 468: Three Divisions Return to One (4k+)

"McDonald, 39 years old, a pagan, was attracted by the gods' followers in the mine and pushed seven innocent children into the mine one after another."

"Ortiz, 27, a murderer, suspected that his own child was the incarnation of the devil, so he took him to the river in the middle of the night and drowned him in the water."

"Bernhardi, 31 years old, a mystic scholar, used forbidden magic to summon a horse from Lake Morris, causing the disappearance of 17 boys from the surrounding villages..."

On the hillside of the Dreamland, Lin Brown huddled up with his knees hugged, holding a straw stick in his hand, muttering names and writing randomly on the ground.

He had to concentrate. As dawn approached, he felt the will of the Blood Prince in his body becoming more and more vigorous and restless. He cursed himself and threatened himself, trying to break free from the shackles and regain control of his body.

Lin Brown kept repeating the people he had killed and sacrificed while working as an investigator. Only in this way could he concentrate and try to fight the crazy thoughts in his heart.

Before, those I killed were all evil people. If I let this guy go, ordinary people will probably suffer!

The first to be affected are his relatives in his hometown and his friends in the investigation department.

No, we must not let the Blood Prince succeed!
Lin Brown took out a cigarette tremblingly, lit it and placed it under his cracked upper lip. With Lin Brown as the center of the circle, there were cigarette butts that he had stubbed out all around him.

I don’t have much cigarette left, and I can’t hold on for much longer.

Just at this moment, the death knell rang, and a relieved smile crept onto Lin Brown's mouth. Even though he was blind, he could feel the changes in the dream.

The sky above was shaking slowly, and the thin milky white clouds gradually lost their translucent texture, like white spots fixed in the sky.

The large red morning glow rose and fell irregularly like an organ. What was beneath the red glow was not some thin cloud at all, but a morbid tumor on the organ of some giant organism.

Then, under the naked eye, the originally mirror-like sky developed an uneven three-dimensional sense, as if it was slightly rotating.

This process lasted for a minute. When the sky completely turned around, a huge eyeball was revealed. It seemed to have fallen asleep. Its bumpy eyelids trembled slightly, and yellowish-brown liquid dripped from the corners of its eyes from time to time.

Opportunity, the opportunity has come.

At the critical moment, Lin Brown seemed to be inspired by something. He stopped struggling and became unusually calm. He slowly stood up from the grass and said the words on the stone tablet that he had memorized:

"The beginning is the end, the end is the beginning, and nothing is itself."

Every word he spoke was clear and powerful. His voice was not loud but cold and firm. After saying this, Lin Brown could no longer resist the fatigue of his soul and fell straight to the ground on his back.

“Hahaha, did you hear that!? Blood Mad God of the Void, Uwe of Rielkos! I am your destined recipient.

The power of the gods will shine again in me.

This world is just the beginning. It will soon be immersed in a hopeless sea of ​​blood. Then I will follow the memories and wisdom you left behind, break through the barriers, and go to a wider star field!"

The Blood Prince who had reoccupied the body jumped up directly from the ground. Uwe accepted his own testimony. He could clearly feel the power. His soul seemed to be stained in blood. It was so refreshing. This feeling intoxicated him.

“Blood Prince, oh Blood Prince, I don’t know how you witnessed this.

The beginning is the end, the end is the beginning, and nothing is itself. Yes, that's what it says on the stone tablet.

But the ancient wisdom recorded on the stone tablet is so vast, it can't be just this one sentence, right? It's a bit of a waste to taste the power of the gods in such a crude way like you do.

In addition to the most crucial sentence, could you also tell me what Uwe has to say about this sentence? "

Barlov is too proud. I tricked you thousands of years ago, and you are still not smart enough today. Why did you fail when you took twelve warriors to the Cursed Island in an attempt to deprive the gods of their power?

That’s because there is a spy I planted among them.

Today I still want to make you suffer the consequences and become the footnote of my success!
"Barov, keep talking tough. I will drain your blood first when Uwe and I merge into one."

The Blood Prince thought Barov was just bluffing.

“The beginning is the end, the end is the beginning, and everything is not itself.

Everything is but a return, everything is but a repetition, everything is but an illusion.

This is the interpretation of the oracle from Rielcos Uvido, Blood Prince, you lose. "

After Barlov finished reading, he slowly raised his hands, bathing them in the blood light. Like the Blood Prince, he also felt his whole body filled with strength.

All the confusion, bewilderment, and timidity were swept away in an instant. Those were burdensome emotions that only mortals had. Now that I had been blessed by God, it was time to get rid of these useless shackles.

Barlov even felt that the tumor covering his eyes was slowly falling off, and he could vaguely see light.

"That's just your one-sided statement. I just added a sentence to my prayer. There's no annotation at all!"

The Blood Prince had a look of disdain on his face. The distortion of his soul was still continuing. He and Barlov both felt that they had won.

"Heh, heh, Barov, you're still the same as always, with the cunning look of a mystic scholar."

This time it was the old king's turn to speak. In fact, the old king also read the words on the stone tablet shortly after Lin Brown read them out, but his voice was not loud, and the Blood Prince stood up and laughed loudly, so his voice was drowned out.

After reciting the prayer taught by the donkey, the old king, like the other two, felt obvious changes in his body. His originally withered and rotten body became full of blood, and he even gradually recovered his hearing.

He heard Barov's prayer and the subsequent argument between the two:

"The beginning is the end, the end is the beginning, and nothing is itself. Yes, my child, you are right."

The old king fumbled with the sword in his hand and felt full of strength. He could hardly suppress his killing instinct.

"Everything is but a return, everything is but a repetition, everything is but an illusion. That's right, cunning Barov, you are indeed a gifted mystic.

Do you know why Uwe of Korelkos failed in the Lost Sea?"

"It's all because of that damn slate!"

Barov became impatient. His vision became clearer and clearer. He could vaguely see the old king in front of him. This guy seemed to be much healthier than he had imagined. What was going on...

"Where are the slates scattered? You know, Uwe only showed me these important memories."

"you know?"

The Blood Prince also realized something was wrong at this time, so he restrained his arrogance and asked sinisterly, "Most of them are still in the Lost Sea, and a small part is outside in the southern continent.

It seems that the winner has been decided. I am the one chosen by the Void Blood Mad God. I will regain his power, combine the two into one and awaken him from his slumber."

The old king twitched his nose and had already locked onto Barlov's position.

"Humph, no matter what you say, I am the first person to witness the stone tablet!"

"How ridiculous! You can't even understand the notes on the stone tablet. You are destined to be abandoned by the Blood Mad God!"

"Where is the location of the stone tablet? I think you should be convinced of this failure. I am the only one who has inherited the memory of the god completely!"

The three men could no longer suppress their desire to kill. At the same time, they were eager to try out the power they had just acquired, so they started fighting without saying a word.

"Wonderful... So wonderful..."

The donkey standing at the highest point of the windmill could not help but clap his hands. Although he was far away, he could see everything that happened on the hillside. The donkey was stunned:
"I have never seen a mass like this before. It's so lively. It has to be Dou Niwar. Even though you weren't there, you were able to direct the mass like this."

How did Barlov and the old king get here? With Donkey's intelligence, it is easy to figure out, and everything started with Dou Nivar's bad idea.

The donkey tilted his head and looked at the mill under his feet. The most important thing was that he hadn't taken out the slate yet...but these three spoke first.

He looked up at Uwe who was still sleeping with his eyes closed. Is this...right? It seemed that the mass was completed, but it also seemed to have failed. Oh my, what was going on in the current situation?
Wait a minute, I have to write this down. I'll ask "The One to whom All Things Return to One" when I get a chance, and maybe he can figure it out. Even if I can't find him for a while, I can ask his daughter.

Yes, I’ll go ask Ling’er later.

The donkey took out his notebook and wrote down his thoughts. Suddenly he reached into his pocket and muttered:
"Where's my pen?"

……

In the real space of the temple, Liu Yonglu was sitting on the ground writing furiously!
Simple yet vivid images appeared under his pen. When he saw that the painting was almost finished, Liu Yonglu moved his wrist, and the pen in his hand was the donkey's.

Liu Yonglu's bad habit is indeed bad. He likes to smoke when others are smoking, and he likes to use others' pens when signing at work. He doesn't do it on purpose, it's just a bad habit:
"Mi Li'er, don't you have a few pens with other colors of ink in your bag? Please pass them to me."

"I'm busy!"

Millie Tang didn't know what Liu Yonglu was busy with after he came out of the dreamland, but she never stopped working on it.

If you get out of the shower successfully later, what should you do next?
A few people from Shiweitian quickly held a small meeting, and the central idea was just one word: "Run!" No communication, no fighting back, no looking back, anyway, just run as far as you can, as fast as you can!
Let's see if we can kill Donkey and Blood Mad God with our brute force? Are you kidding me? Can these two gods be killed by a few of us? Although Liu Yonglu had previously combined with Toad to beat Green Decay to death.

But on the one hand, Green Decay's own level was not good enough to compare with Donkey and Blood God. Secondly, he had Xiaohu and Ling'er by his side to support him, otherwise Liu Yonglu would have run away long ago.

Finally, Liu Yonglu decided to divide the team into two groups. One group was the escape group, with Millie Tang in charge and Kougan helping out. Their main task was to find out the escape route tomorrow morning and then arrange the corresponding forbidden spells to facilitate their escape.

One group is the rescue team, led by Liu Yonglu and Mr. Shani, who follows his master to help. Their mission is to rescue Lin Brown and then keep up with the escape team.

Why didn't Liu Yonglu ring the black stone again this morning to go in and reunite with Lin Bei? Because they couldn't reunite, and he couldn't go in now.

After Liu Yonglu came out, Shi Weitian and others discovered that the body of the Blood Mad God behind the stone gate had changed. The deformed flesh and blood inside began to proliferate wildly. The space inside the stone gate was filled up, and the flesh began to spread towards the temple hall.

Half of the originally spacious hall was now occupied by the ugly flesh and blood that had grown out of it, and the momentum was still expanding. It wouldn't be long before the entire hall would be occupied by Uwe.

Millie Tang speculated that it was the donkey and Liu Yonglu's rash entry that aroused Uwe's vigilance. Although he had fallen into a deep sleep, his body still retained the instincts of a god. To make an analogy, the rapid proliferation in front of him was the natural rejection reaction of the god's body.

The three candidates, including Lin, were now wrapped in Wu Wei's body. Even if Liu Yonglu's hands cramped from clapping, he could not enter the dreamland.

Millie walked back and looked through her bag. She usually took notes when reading, so she always kept several pens of different colors. When she walked behind Liu Yonglu, she saw that he had drawn a little boy with an empty belly on his paper...

The big head is not big, the body proportions are strange, he doesn't wear shoes, and there is a small gourd on his head.

"What are you drawing this for?"

"Hey! Let me tell you, it's very useful. I hope that unlucky donkey will let me go and beat up these Calabash Brothers of mine."

Liu Yonglu was clear-headed and knew that he had no control over the Blood Mad God. If the other party wanted to kill him, he could only counter his moves.

Even more dangerous than the Blood Mad God is the Unlucky Donkey. Not only is this thing moody, but he also has a very high status. If he deliberately sets out to quarrel with a few people and forcibly stops them from leaving, the people of Shi Wei Tian will have no way to deal with him and will have to think of a way to keep him stable.

After thinking about it, Liu Yonglu thought of Calabash Brothers. This thing can be regarded as a "symbol of friendship" between the two of them, and it might be of some use.

Liu Yonglu bit his pen and looked at his masterpieces from left to right:
"Very good, very good. Not bad, not bad."

Very satisfied, it would be perfect if he added some color. As Liu Yonglu was thinking about it, he felt that the pen in his hand seemed to become thinner and longer. Looking down, the pen in his hand turned into a black oil painting brush.

kindness?
Isn't this my bookmark? Liu Yonglu took out two pages of bookmarks and thought about it...

"Donkey, damn it!"

He also figured it out. After all this fuss, the people in the dreamland were not the gods' followers at all, but a donkey in disguise:

"Mi Li'er, something is wrong. We need to get ready quickly..."

Before Liu Yonglu could finish his words, he felt the temple shaking violently again. The stone bricks above his head were broken by Wu Wei's shaking body, and pebbles and dust fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

"It's still growing! Hurry up and put away your magical power!"

Liu Yonglu thought that Wu Wei's body was going to grow rapidly again. If it continued to grow like this, Shi Weitian and the others would be crushed to death inside. He was reluctant to leave Lin Bei alone here, so he was in a dilemma and kept stamping his feet on the spot.

But unlike what was expected, Uwe's body not only did not continue to grow outwards but instead shrank rapidly.

The previously disgusting pink and white flesh turned dark red, and the light pink thick fluid was squeezed out of the body, and soon it covered Liu Yonglu's feet.

When the piece of meat returned to its original size, Lin Brown's body was also vomited out. At this time, he was covered in blood, and his skin was covered with a thin layer of something like fetal membrane.

"Shani! Follow me and save people!"

"it is good!"

Without saying a word, the two men immediately rushed towards the weak Lin Brown. It seemed that Uwe's mass was over and the time to escape had come!
(End of this chapter)