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Text Chapter 648: There is no God in the Holy Mountain of Light!

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    Nate opened his eyes.

    He was lying on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and listening to the wind in his ears.

    The sun is shining and the weather is fine.

    This made Nit couldn't help exhaling a long breath. He seemed to have had a nightmare just now, which was so terrifying that he didn't dare to recall it, and it was so terrifying that even after waking up from the dream, he was still shaking constantly.

    However, when he got up, he found that something was wrong. He looked at his body, but found that he had turned into an unknown life form in a black robe.

    At this moment, he was floating in the air without his feet touching the ground.

    "Um?"

    He opened the sides of the hood facing the water, and suddenly saw that there was nothing but darkness inside, and he could only vaguely see a terrible whirlpool spinning.  "What's this!"

    "what!"

    Nit fled in fright, but what he was running away from and fearing was himself.

    No matter how he escapes, he cannot escape himself.

    However, while running, something in his body was stimulated, and one after another gushed out.

    He staggered, then stopped.

    Then he turned his head, and he saw dense ghosts running out of his body, circling around him.

    At this moment, he just ran to the buildings that turned into a dead town.  Standing in front of the town full of corpses, he also noticed the appearance of those ghosts.

    It is the villagers in the town.

    Immediately afterwards, he saw another familiar face from a strange angle.

    He saw a familiar face squeezed out from under the hood around his neck, looking at him vigorously, which made Nit afraid and attached to him.

    He looked at the other party and shouted with a trill.

    "Mother?"

    At this time, Nit finally remembered everything.

    There was despair in his voice: "So it's not a dream, it turns out everything is real."

    Everyone really died, they were really lifted up to the sky by the weird rope, but in the end they were not really taken away by the terrible rope curse, but entered Nit's body.

    He saved them?

    Let them not fall into purgatory, from the almost eternal punishment of hanging by the neck.

    No, it can also be said that he devoured his mother and the entire village.  His monster-like body is like a bottle, filled with countless people.

    Nit didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he felt terrified and scared, so scared that he bent down and wanted to vomit.

    "Ouch!"

    "Ouch!"

    However, that kind of vomiting is just a reaction above the mind, and his body can't vomit anything.

    And this time the face that had huddled with him under the cloak spoke.  "Nit, you always don't listen to me, and I'm right in the end." "Nit, don't you want to be an ordinary person, you want to be a mortal."

    "This is what you want"

    Nite, who was bent over, fell to the ground.

    He immediately got up, first retreated again and again, and he floated towards the distance.

    "No!"

    "It's not true!"

    "It's not true!"

    But the voice was persistent and repeated over and over again.

    "NitNitNit"

    The successive changes and blows made Nit feel confused. It was difficult for him to accept it, and it was also difficult for him to tell whether it was true or not.

    He couldn't even tell whether he was dead or alive?

    If alive, what is he now?

    He is not hungry, does not need to eat, and is hardly even tired.  He kept wandering around the ground, and he kept saying that none of this was true.

    Until one day, he came to another village.

    Here, he saw the pile of dead people who died under the curse outside the village

    's decaying corpse.

    However, fewer people died in this village, and the majority survived.

    It seems.

    Certain conditions are also required for those curses to kill people.

    The living people lit a bonfire to burn the corpses, and hid away one by one.

    But that's not what Nite noticed at the moment. He looked at the foul-smelling corpses and the corpses everywhere.

    hesp; "Is that an unknown god born in the ancient times of the Wingmen?"

    He recalled deeply, and once again recalled that night that he didn't want to recall.

    Many years have passed, and he still vaguely remembers that his mother used his own blood to draw the ritual array, and he still remembers the terrifying scene where the unknown power surged in.

    He remembered the terrible scar on his mother's forehead, which was a trace of taking power away with extraordinary power, an irreparable wound.

    But under the power of the unknown existence, it was completely restored, and it was restored together with the power.

    Nite still thinks about it, and the blurred picture in the back of his mind still scares him and makes him panic.

    "Is that really a righteous god?"

    "Righteous God, will blood arrangement rituals be required?"

    "What kind of god is that?"

    Nit did not arrange any rituals for the next few days. He kept recalling the past and wrote down the ritual array on the table.

    He can understand other places, only the name of the god.

    The name of that god is very strange, it is a character that has never been seen before.  Just looking at the name gives people an untraceable feeling of antiquity, and even hallucinations will appear in the mind and ears after looking at it for a long time.

    Nit was hesitating whether to communicate with the King of Angels or choose this unknown god.

    It is another dawn when all beings fall into sleep.

    Nit started the ceremony again, trying to pray to the King of Angels, but this time it failed without any surprise.

    "boom!"

    In the middle of the night, Nite completely broke his defense.

    He overturned the arrangement of the ceremony, knelt deeply on the ground, and roared loudly.

    "Why?"

    "Why didn't you respond?"

    "King of Angels, your people and believers need your help, so you just watch evil gods wreak havoc in your country?"

    "Do you really not care at all?"

    "Or, you can't see anything?"

    He could take it no longer.

    If the King of Angels can't do anything, why does he stubbornly choose

    other side.

    He even had some profane thoughts in his mind.

    he thinks.

    If the other party doesn't even care about evil gods harming his people and is powerless, then what qualifications does he have to be this god.

    In a daze, he heard the roars of those ghosts in his body again, and his mother's face also emerged, speaking in his ears.

    "Nit!"

    "NitNitNit"

    "You always choose to escape in this way, to avoid hard work, to avoid learning, and to avoid confrontation."

    "But one day, you can no longer escape."

    Nit was in pain, a red light shone under the cloak.

    "What kind of god is that?"

    "As long as, as long as He can respond to me and meet my requirements." "So what?"

    His body was trembling, and he kept looking left and right, as if he was talking to himself.

    "The ritual is a bit weird, but it doesn't necessarily mean that it is an evil god, right?"

    "There are so many unknown existences in the dream world, since mother chose the other party, there must be no problem!"

    "right!"

    "You should trust your mother!"

    "Trust mom, there is nothing wrong, just listen to mom."

    The longing in Nit's heart has already taken root, and it is only a matter of time before he chooses to do so. It seems that many people have already decided on certain things, but they still have to ask others and pray to the gods.

    All they need is a reason.

    Nit finally chose to sacrifice to the unknown god, he gradually calmed down, knelt on the ground and looked up at the height.

    He thought of his mother, the town, and the gift from the unknown god.

    He healed his mother's wounds, and made the people of the town have no worries about food and clothing.

    He suddenly felt longing and strong expectations.

    "ah!"

    "That must be a generous god."

    "He will definitely respond to me, and he will definitely resurrect the people in the town." "He will definitely redeem me!"

    This time, he just set up the ritual array, and even just chanted the awkward god's name for the first time.

    A mysterious wave came from the void, coming from the other side of the dream world.

    Before he had time to react, the world in his eyes began to change constantly.  Boundless darkness poured in from all directions, and then layer after layer of ancient buildings spread out along with the surroundings.

    And in front of him.

    A staircase leading to an endless height continues to spread, as if it is about to spread to the zenith.

    Nit understood something in an instant.

    He communicated with the gods believed by his mother and the town.

    Nit raised his head and looked towards the top of the stairs. He saw a tall and stalwart god of death sitting on the throne that was exactly like his current form, but holding a sickle.

    Holding the sickle, the god bent down to watch Nit. The terrifying coercion made Nit's mind go blank.

    he said.

    "Everyone."

    "I am the lord of your faith, Naproseth, the king of hell."p; A mysterious wave came from the void, coming from the other side of the dream world.

    Before he had time to react, the world in his eyes began to change constantly.  Boundless darkness poured in from all directions, and then layer after layer of ancient buildings spread out along with the surroundings.

    And in front of him.

    A staircase leading to an endless height continues to spread, as if it is about to spread to the zenith.

    Nit understood something in an instant.

    He communicated with the gods believed by his mother and the town.

    Nit raised his head and looked towards the top of the stairs. He saw a tall and stalwart god of death sitting on the throne that was exactly like his current form, but holding a sickle.

    Holding the sickle, the god bent down to watch Nit. The terrifying coercion made Nit's mind go blank.

    he said.

    "Everyone."

    "I am the lord of your faith, Naproseth, the king of hell. ?
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