Chapter 541
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"I don't know how to draw energy from the Tidal Gate. The only thing I can rely on is these burning hot things on my body. "
The Steel Lord raised the heavy sword the size of a door, and the blade began to burn red, and smoke was coming out of it.
Looking at the right time, he leaped forward. Flames exploded behind him, propelling him high into the air towards the gigantic object in the black water below.
The huge twisting force field belonging to the Palatinate-level squeezed the surrounding black water out of thin air. The true face of the huge object was revealed.
It was an oval-shaped beetle with countless spikes on its legs.
Its back was as smooth as a mirror, and its head was like a spider, with a large number of compound eyes and hideous mouthparts.
This giant beetle with a diameter of hundreds of meters also seemed to feel the heat coming from above. It raised its head and let out a sharp, harsh roar.
Hah!!
Countless spiderweb-like black threads shot out from its body towards the Steel Lord.
"Stupid! You should learn to be in awe of fire! "
The Steel Lord was in mid-air, and the fire shrouding his body became more intense.
Boom!!!
He slammed into the black water, evaporating the black silk threads and the surrounding Black Tide.
The huge heavy sword fell accurately on the beetle's carapace, making a loud buzzing sound.
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Protect …
Protect …
Protect …
A series of repetitive vibrating voices were incessantly surging in Lin Sheng's mind.
Such a voice was like brainwashing, and it had been surging in his soul for an unknown amount of time.
One year?
Two years?
Five years?
Ten years??
He could not remember clearly.
When a loud enough voice, a voice that could disturb all your thinking and thinking, repeated in your mind for more than ten years.
Any normal person might become hypnotized and brainwashed, or become neurotic and psychotic. Perhaps brainwashed by the voice into a slave who lost his own consciousness.
This was the price of condensing divinity.
According to the Golden Red Humanoid, the first divine life was actually a consciousness condensed by the power of will.
Their consciousness was born from the repeated prayers over a long period of time. So all the vague consciousness was centered around the prayers and desires in the power of will.
They instinctively carried out their core mission in order to obtain even more and stronger Prayers.
This was divinity.
This was the price one had to pay in order to condense divinity.
The so-called gods were people who gathered the wishes of all living beings.
It was condensed from the desire of living beings to transform the universe.
They represented the will of living beings.
Lin Sheng's consciousness was already hazy.
He persisted until the third year.
In these three years, he could do nothing but listen to the voice and concept that echoed in his mind.
This kind of willpower could already be considered abnormally strong.
But at this time, he really couldn't bear it anymore.
Three years later, his consciousness was gradually washed away by the sound, becoming hazy and muddle-headed.
A large amount of willpower related to protection slowly seeped into the depths of his soul that had become riddled with holes.
The Prayers fused with his muddled soul consciousness and began to evolve and change.
It was a kind of directional sublimation that once existed in the distant past.
The Power of Vow nourished the soul, causing the soul to mutate and give birth to a trace of high-level power in the deepest part of the soul.
That was divinity.
"You have to hold on …!" Outside the Divine Pillar, the Golden Red Humanoid stared anxiously at the sleeping Lin Sheng.
He already knew that Lin Sheng had reached the most critical stage.
At this stage, if he wasn't careful, all consciousness and memory imprints would be washed away by the voice of the Power of Vow. He would become a beast of will that acted on instinct without wisdom.
Once he became such a beast of will, it meant that Lin Sheng would be reduced to a low-level existence like the genie.
The genie became a slave driven by the Power of Vow because of the failure of sublimation. It existed only to fulfill people's wishes.
"If I fail, I don't have the lifespan to wait for so long … so … you have to hold on!"
The Golden Red Humanoid stared nervously at Lin Sheng who was wrapped in colorful light.
"As long as I get through this most dangerous stage and maintain myself, I can smoothly enter the safe incubation stage …"
At this time, even he couldn't help Lin Sheng inside. He could only wait outside.
Countless colorful lights surrounded him.
Lin Sheng sat cross-legged, and the ribbon-like streamers turned into countless devout human faces, constantly chanting prayers around him.
As the prayers buzzed, Lin Sheng's black hair fluttered, and pure white chains gradually condensed in the void around him, firmly entangling him.
As time went by, more and more chains wrapped around him.
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Splat!
The white heavy sword slashed the waist of a five-meter-tall stone statue monster.
On the side wall of Henricqal.
Adolf rode on the Gorefiend Warhorse, leading all the knights and clergymen in a frenzy to kill the monster corpses.
The monster corpses under the wall had been piled up to a height of more than ten meters due to the previous artillery bombardment.
It was almost level with the wall.
Adolf waved the heavy sword in his hand, fearless of injury, and kept shuttling through the group of stone statues.
The monsters here were different from other places.
These monsters looked like tall statues wearing grey robes. They dragged their long sleeves, and inside the cuffs were sharp claws that looked like monsters' claws.
Their bodies were extremely hard. Unless it was the most powerful attack or artillery, it was not enough to break their bodies.
Many of the weaker clergymen could only stay on the wall and watch. Aside from occasionally releasing Saint power to help the Oppressor-class elites clean up the surrounding monsters, there was nothing else they could do.
It was in this helpless situation that Adolf and his knights arrived.
They had been holding the fort for more than half an hour.
Tens of thousands of those gray stone humanoid monsters were killed by the artillery fire, but there were still more of them surging out of the black water.
The experts of the cavalry were already exhausted. But before they could get any support, they had to fight on their own.
Fortunately, the Sacred City behind them was constantly emitting a purifying force field to help them soothe their nerves.
Bam!
A stone statue knocked Adolf off his horse in a moment of carelessness and sent him crashing into a pile of corpses not far away.
The human blood mixed with the black liquid on the stone statue and smeared a circle on his armor, almost painting his white armor black and red.
"Damn it!" Adolf's left arm was broken, hanging limply by his side. The sole of one of his legs had been bitten by something, leaving only a red and white cut of flesh and bone.
A few subordinates who wanted to rush over to help were blocked by even more monsters.
If it was in the past, he might have been seriously injured and had to retreat.
But now was different.
Adolf activated the mysterious power of the Sacred Vessel of Destiny in his body.
Swoosh.
An invisible ripple spread out in an instant.
His broken arm recovered, and the sole of his foot that was bitten also returned to normal. It was as if he had never been injured.
Nothing out of the ordinary, as if nothing had happened.
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