"I'll leave these people to you to interrogate. Later, there will be a junior sister who is good at illusions to assist you."
Cao Xinghua said to the leader of Division 13.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, he still had to follow the rules.
He looked at the people from the Du E Sect. The thousands of ordinary believers were already afraid. They believed in the God of Du E Sect, but they couldn't resist the black muzzles around them.
Most of them were ordinary believers and true believers.
They were also ordinary people. Most of them were bewitched and blindly believed.
They would probably be detained for a period of time, and after a verbal education, they would be released.
What really scared these ordinary believers was the appearance of several bishops and archbishops.
The red robe with golden edges was torn, and the archbishop was like a bloody man. However, his life was saved by healing spells, so he wouldn't die.
Some of the other bishops fell to the ground, moaning, and some fainted. They were all seriously injured. From the looks of it, they were much more miserable than the previous martial arts students.
They were imprisoned in a prison specially designed to look after awakened ones. Their hands, feet, and necks were all covered with heavy extraordinary metal. There were also "anti-magic" runes inscribed by the Celestial Gate's rune masters, which were also useful against divine spells.
During extraordinary times, the Anxia officials also understood and immediately used all kinds of torture methods.
Torture, psychological attacks, however, were all useless against these few bishops.
Looking at the bloody fanatics who were laughing wantonly, the interrogators felt a chill in their hearts.
One had to know that they were just ordinary people a month ago! They had only believed in the God of Du E Sect for less than a month!
In the Pagoda Forest, how many more fanatics like them were there?
A female disciple from the Celestial Gate who had learned illusions tried to hypnotize Otto, who was the weakest. However, she seemed to see a blurry shadow. With a muffled groan, blood seeped out of the corner of her mouth.
"Let me do it!"
"Master!" the female disciple shouted in surprise.
Bamboo Rat Oguri hopped to the front of the Du E Sect's bishop, her chubby little face solemn.
Her eyes glowed imperceptibly. She looked straight into the bishop's eyes until her pupils seeped out.
Whoosh ~
The layers of whirlpools were penetrated. A blurry shadow with a curved horn on its head pressed down with a mountain-like aura. Bamboo Rat Oguri ignored it directly. The shadow shattered, leaving only a spinning dark golden origin seed.
"None of them have ever seen the God of Crossing Disaster, but the God of Crossing Disaster's consciousness had once descended and interacted with them."
She frowned. "Also, in their minds, there is a dark gold origin seed. It should be the source of their power."
"It's a Divine Power Seed. It's a power bestowed by the gods to their believers. Only believers with a Divine Power Seed can use divine spells. The Divine Power Seed can also subtly improve one's physique. Of course, it's just an evil path. It will be useless in the future."
Water-like ripples appeared in the space. The ripples became more and more intense, as if boiling water was about to boil.
Tang Yu stepped out of the void. After a while, the violently fluctuating space gradually calmed down.
He opened the Eye of Insight and pointed.
The dark red awl-shaped weapon formed from the soul secret art "God Destroying" charged at Otto's sea of consciousness. In an instant, the dark gold God Power Seed at the center of the sea of consciousness shattered. The God Destroying Awl dissipated the spreading God Power.
"Let him out."
"Oh, oh, ok."
The prison guard didn't know what was going on, but he didn't dare to disobey. He immediately took out the key and unlocked the handcuffs.
"Give him a healing spell. It doesn't need much. Just wake him up."
The moment Otto's divinity seed was shattered, he had already fainted. In fact, if he had not gotten rid of the dissipating divinity, Otto's consciousness would have been thrown into chaos, and his intelligence would have plummeted to that of an imbecile.
A white light emerged from the palm of the disciple who followed him. He aimed at Otto from a palm's distance. After a few seconds, he withdrew his palm.
Otto gradually woke up from his confusion. He saw the person in front of him and roared, "You blasphemers, die!"
"Divine Spell, Curse!"
His eyes shed tears of blood as he stared blankly at his palm without any reaction.
"Curse!"
"Curse!"
He immediately fell to the ground and became crazy.
…
Somewhere deep underground in the Tower Forest.
The God of Crossing Disaster had just come out of seclusion.
"My origin has recovered to 60%. It's too fast. It won't be long before I can go further."
Only then did he have time to check the information of his believers.
A god who had condensed his Godhood could receive the prayers of believers from far away. He wouldn't care about the prayers of ordinary believers. He would only occasionally pay attention to those who were fanatics and above.
The God of Crossing Disaster filtered through the prayers of his believers. The focus was on the Anxia Kingdom.
"One day and one night have passed. The church should've taken root in the Anxia Kingdom, right?"
He had given the Arch-Cardinal a lot of God Power. He had mastered a few high-level divine spells, so it wasn't difficult for him to deal with someone at the peak of the Awakening Order.
If they were lucky, they could take down the Gate of Heaven.
Even if there were stronger people in the Gate of Heaven, they would have to cooperate if they knew what was good for them.
There were many heretics who had been burned to death in the Tower Forest.
The God of Crossing Disaster was in a good mood. He had gone from narrowly escaping death to obtaining a great opportunity and improving.
He suddenly froze. Why was there something wrong with the Arch-Cardinal's prayer?
It seemed to be asking for help?
He looked at the others. The time of asking for help was already more than ten hours ago. His face immediately darkened. The underground space shook violently. Dark red lightning arcs appeared and crackled. Countless stones and soil around were turned into dust by the dark red lightning arcs.
He was annoyed.
But the Arch-Cardinal was already the top combat power among his believers. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't reach the extraordinary level. He had the Seed of Divine Power in a short period of time, and he couldn't raise a real master.
It was the critical moment to restore the origin. The God of Crossing Disaster was unwilling to do it himself. He covered his whole body with God Power. The next moment, he appeared in another place in the God's Domain, in a large hall.
The hall was empty. There were only mountains of materials and dozens of unconscious young men and women.
He waved his hand. Dozens of young men and women had wounds on their bodies. Beads of blood appeared and were absorbed into a crystal to test talent.
These people were all Awakened ones, and their talent was not bad to begin with. The Disaster Crossing God picked out the three with the highest talent, and with a light clench of his hand, the others' bodies exploded, turning into a bloody mist that filled the sky. The bloody mist converged into a river, and was sent into the notch, forming a pool of blood.
The surrounding mountains of materials also floated in the air, fused and changed.
The God of Crossing Disaster took out many treasures from the space ring and integrated them into his blood. Finally, the remaining three awakened people with the highest talent were lifted into the air by his God Power …
After a series of operations, he constructed God Power Crystals that were more precious than the Seed of Divine Power. A moment later, three angels with gray wings on their backs appeared in front of him. Their bodies were emitting wisps of golden light. They looked extremely noble, but their faces were twisted like evil spirits.
The angels knelt down and prostrated in front of the God of Crossing Disaster.
He glanced at them and nodded in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, the three ghost-faced angels broke through the roof and soared into the sky.
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