Chapter 273 Taboo (Part 2) (Fifth)

"Death is not the way I want to be relieved, so I rejected it. Green novel m" Le Cutorou in white smiled casually, his clear eyes as quiet as lake water.

If you look carefully, you will find that the entire sea of ​​fog moves with his footsteps. It seemed that the source of this sudden sea of ​​fog was him. No matter where he went, a fine white mist spread out from his clothes, and then slowly polluted everything around him.

Not a dark force, but some kind of twisted force of nature. It wasn't just the sight that was distorted. In the icy white fog, the sense of time and space became blurred.

It was this strange sea of ​​fog that eroded the protective barrier of the shrine and made the order of the entire shrine in chaos. It can be said that he was the culprit that caused Ulysses to lose his sense of direction.

But what he has done is more than that. The shadows following him are obviously different from the Aurora Sword and Dragon Slayer. The runes on their bodies are deeper and their figures are more condensed. They have already seen in the sea of ​​fog. Not in any way different from humans.

"The goblin's secret method really lives up to its reputation. It is the first time that I have not been suppressed by this shrine at all." The one who said this was a shadow with the most runes on his body. He is also the invisible leader of all the shadows here. Everyone automatically gives He stepped aside and allowed him to observe the ancient Shinto shrine from the closest distance.

"This is one of the origins of the Southern Church. We can hardly get close to it. The Aurora Sword and Dragon Slayer originally planned to intercept a Son of God at the foot of the mountain, but they seem to have failed."

"Is that aurora sword? It seems that the person who protects the Son of God here is not an ordinary strong man." Le Kutorou was a little surprised. He has not been dealing with part of the dark **** for a year or two. Naturally, he knows the aurora sword. At what level of the dark gods.

If the ranking of the dark gods and the ranking of the gods and witches of the southern church are calculated equivalently, the Aurora Sword is a dark **** that is qualified to be ranked in the single digits. Among all the dark gods that have not yet died, there are only a handful of them who are stronger than him. As far as sword skills are concerned, he is even the undisputed number one.

After all, when he was alive, the Aurora Sword was a peerless genius who only comprehended the "door" by relying on his sword skill comprehension ability. If it wasn't for the ability of the Noble Phantasm that severely restricted his power, he might have entered the realm of the gods.

"Hehe, since the barrier of this shrine is invalid, no matter who the guardian inside is, it is not a dying person."

"Yes, since we are here, the fate of the Son of God here has been decided."

"We have waited too long for the body, and this opportunity must not be missed."

The gloomy voices sounded one after another. After a long time in the state of a dark god, no matter what the original power characteristics were, it would gradually become infected with the dark breath. This is also the price to be paid for violating the principle of life.

Not all dark gods can reluctantly maintain their original hearts like the aurora sword. In fact, the real situation is that the vast majority of the dark gods have lost the hearts of human beings and become the shadows of evil spirits, evil spirits wandering in the southern land.

They are dead but have no body of their own, and can only wait for the only hope in their own Noble Phantasm.

It is the instinct of all dark gods to long for the body of the son of God, and there may not be one among the hundred dark gods who can overwhelm this impulse with persistence like the Aurora Sword.

Just smelling the breath of the Son of God is close to losing control. The desire for the Son of God surpasses everything. This is the nature of most dark gods.

After the unprecedented appearance of the Fourteen Sons of God, almost all the dark gods in the southern continent that had not yet died gathered towards the location of Shenmeng Shrine like sharks smelling blood.

If it wasn't for the people in the Southern Church who had been prepared for this, they would have taken the children of God to the special place of Shenmeng Shrine for protection almost as soon as they appeared. I'm afraid that the children of God who appeared would have already been divided up by these dark gods. No dead body.

During the battle between the Aurora Sword and Ulysses, there were actually a few dark gods hiding in the darkness and drooling at the newly awakened Son of God. It was only because the power of Ulysses and the Aurora Sword was too powerful that these unstable factors hidden in the darkness were forced away. Those who failed to escape in time were all crushed into powder by Long Jingbo's power.

After that, the last child of the gods was soon sent to the Shenmeng Shrine for protection. If it was according to the past practice, once things got to this point, it would be the defeat of the dark gods and the victory of the goddess.

The ancient shrine that has gathered a lot of faith has a natural ability to suppress creatures like dark gods, and Shenmeng shrine is the leading ancient shrine in the entire southern tribal area. Despite its shabby appearance, it has a deterrent effect on dark gods. is super class.

As long as the Son of God is protected by the priestesses in such an ancient shrine, even the strongest dark gods cannot invade. The gods and witches of all dynasties used this method to protect the son of god.

But now it's different, because the dark gods have found someone who can relieve the power of belief in Shenmu Shrine - the white fairy Lekutolu.

He came from an organization that was older than the dark gods, and his age was a huge mystery. It was said that he was a mysterious powerhouse that appeared in the era when the high elves ruled the world.

It is impossible to verify whether he is so old, but there is no doubt that he is older than the oldest dark god. He is a rare person who has direct contact with many dark gods, and many dark gods found some traces of their past through him.

It's just that his body seems to be injured all the time, and he basically won't fight directly, so it is his bottom line to crack the dream barrier of Shenmeng Shrine.

However, it was enough for the dark gods who had been suppressed by the power of the ancient shrine. In terms of combat power, the dark gods can be regarded as super-class dead creatures. They have the super power that once ruled the southern land, and they are all top super powers when they are alive.

Without that kind of power, it would be impossible to enter the reincarnation sequence of the Great Reincarnation. The Great Reincarnation of the Second Generation does not accept the power of the weak, and only the truly strong bred in the southern land are eligible to accept the selection of the Great Reincarnation of the Second Generation.

There are many reasons for the failure of the Great Reincarnation, but never think that it is because the souls of the deceased who have awakened in the Great Reincarnation are defective. In fact, most of the time the failure is due to other reasons.

The birth of the dark **** is actually impossible to avoid. And the reason why the dark gods want to take the body of the son of **** is just like human beings must eat and drink water, it is a basic instinct.

"Then, let's separate from here. According to the agreement, we will attract the attention of all the witches and **** the Son of God, and you will find the holy relics of the church hidden here. Don't expect us to help you, we It's just what they need." The leader of the dark gods looked at Le Kutolu in white, obviously not believing him.

"You are still as cautious as you were in the past, and it has not changed after so many years. You are indeed the holy king who was the closest to uniting this southern land." Le Kutorou looked at the hero who was once infinitely close to the position of the king of the south. A peerless genius known as the Holy King.

At that time, the organization had contacted him many times, but unfortunately he never bought the account of the organization. In the end, his death was more or less related to the organization's betrayal of his intelligence.

"That is already in the past, and I have almost forgotten it." He was once called the "Holy King" by the people of the southern land, and the hero whose fame even once overwhelmed the southern church led the dark gods under his command to the shrine. The central road, there is no turning back.

The past is over, no matter how famous and prestige he had in his lifetime, after becoming a dark god, all that is left is the Noble Phantasm that will accompany him all his life. Even if he used to be a king and once owned everything, he would only be a cup of loess after death. This person knows this better than anyone else.

So forget it, don't need to recall things that are not needed, the road he is going to take is a new road of life, and it has nothing to do with the past.

The dark gods are only qualified to stand on this southern land again if they retrieve their own body. His ambitions, his goals, everything must be based on the premise that he has a real body.

All hope was in vain until he got his own body, so even though he knew his past and name from Le Cutorou, he never used them.

He, the dark god, has the name that the dark **** should have - Seven Tribulations Sword, and the sword of the devil connected to his soul is his real name at this moment.

"You're still as arrogant as before, and death doesn't seem to have any effect on you." Looking at the black figure fading away, Le Kutorou couldn't help but think of the scenery when the two met for the first time.

In that year, his injuries were not so serious, and his strength did not drop to this level, and he was looking for ancient relics on this land.

That year, he was a genius, defeated the strongest swordsman on this earth with his own hands, won the worship of countless people, and embarked on the road of kings.

By chance, they met and became good friends, even though he didn't know his true identity at that time.

In the following time, he witnessed his growth, the power of the sword of the devil to destroy the world, and the glorious moment when he put on the crown.

Unfortunately, he was so conceited and proud that he could no longer hear the advice of others, and finally disappeared into the dust of the southern land along with his kingdom. His reign was the only time the southern tribal regions came close to unity.

If he hadn't challenged the majesty of the gods and witches.