High up in the sky.
Fang Xian rolled up his sleeves.
Nine Transformations of Astral Fiends, Universe in the Sleeve!
Just now, he had used this technique to protect the entire Phillip City.
Once, he had brought destruction to this city. Today, he had brought salvation to this city.
"Actually … with my power, it's not impossible to protect this land."
Fang Xian began to think about Phillip City and the way out for his believers.
"Although the primordial rulers are crazy, they still have some instincts. They won't easily invade the territory of those of the same level … With my power mark and protection, they can probably survive on this planet for a while …
"But … all sorts of accidents or disasters can break this peace at any time …
"So … I'll just migrate to another world … There's nothing worth staying in this universe where the primordial rulers are everywhere …
"I took back Dream Country because of this. With its help, I can save a lot of trouble …"
…
After thinking about it, Fang Xian casually threw Clark Carter into Phillip City.
Hmm, hopefully it wouldn't be beaten to death by the citizens.
Gods wouldn't easily meet their believers. Then … it would be interesting to hear a monster proclaim the deeds and will of God, wouldn't it?
Although faith and whatnot was not completely useless to Fang Xian, it was of little value.
He smiled and looked into the darkness in his sleeves. His gaze seemed to penetrate the boundaries of space and enter Phillip City.
Where it was …
All that was left was a giant crater where the city had disappeared.
…
Phillip City.
"Everyone, stop!"
"This isn't a monster … Don't kill it."
Mickey separated the crowd and looked at the new monster.
It had to be said that it was really ugly. It looked like a shapeshifting octopus monster with seaweed and disgusting mucus on its body.
All sorts of lights were already lit up in the city.
The monster was surrounded in the center. It roared and its many tentacles seemed to want to attack, but it held back.
"It seems to be crazy, but it doesn't seem to be crazy. It has the power and aura of our Lord?"
Mickey could not make a decision. He could only order, "Lock it up first. Look around and see if there are any other monsters …"
After doing all this, he came to a conference room, where Vivian and Smith were waiting.
"I've dealt with the monster. I've only found one so far and locked it up … It … It seems to be a follower of our Lord …" Mickey said despite feeling a little embarrassed.
After discovering that the city had changed and that it seemed to be completely cut off from the outside world, the three of them came out of the basement and explored the surroundings.
"I've checked the surroundings of the city. It's completely separated by a layer of gray shadow … That's an indescribable power … the power of our Lord … The influence of the other ancient rulers has been isolated. We're safe. Even if it's a dream, we won't be able to contact that one …"
Vivian breathed a sigh of relief before frowning. "While we have prepared a large amount of supplies for the apocalypse, if we want to continue living in such an environment for decades, hundreds of years … some plans must be made immediately, such as planting fungi that do not require sunlight as the main source of food. I remember there is a spell that is very suitable for this situation … Of course, it must first be strictly 'sterilized' …"
"I …" Smith felt a little ashamed. "I've been trying to contact the outside world through various channels, or praying to our Lord, but I haven't received any response …"
"It's normal that we can't contact the outside world … As for our Lord, perhaps we're not devout enough?" Mickey and Vivian looked at each other.
After the meeting, they worked together to comfort the panicking followers and their families.
Soon after, they came to the cell where the monster was locked up.
"This monster, sometimes it's crazy, sometimes it's silent … I can even read many complicated emotions from its eyes. I must be dreaming."
A guard reported.
Although he was a follower and had come into contact with spells, he was still too weak.
Living with such a monster for a long time would definitely affect his mental state.
Therefore, Mickey gave him a day off and had another guard replace him.
"It's indeed our Lord's power. I can't be wrong."
Vivian and Smith looked at each other and said with certainty.
At this moment, the monster that was wriggling on the ground suddenly screamed.
Its tentacles trembled as it slapped the wall randomly. "Praise be to our Lord … You are the origin of warlocks, the master of all reincarnation … You are the master of calamity, the immortal being, the king of endless time and space!
"You have bestowed the apocalypse and saved your followers!
"To obtain light … we must go through a brand new test … to become the chosen one!"
It roared a few more times, as if it had used up all its strength, and fell down softly.
Although his previous contact with Fang Xian did not affect him on purpose, Clark Carter's spirit still suffered a huge blow and self-doubt.
At this moment, he was a monster that was a fanatic.
The part that belonged to humans was getting smaller and smaller.
"It seems to be tired … Should we let it out?"
Smith could not help but ask.
"To obtain light, we must go through a test?" Vivian murmured. "What is it going to tell us? Our Lord's oracle? There will be a test in the future, and we still have a chance to go out and see light? "
After all, it was indeed very depressing to spend their entire lives in a city.
Now that they heard a brand new choice, the eyes of the three leaders lit up.
"Hmm … it might be a revelation from our Lord. But … where did Mentor Roca go? "
Mitch nodded, agreeing with this point of view.
Suddenly, in the prison cell.
Hearing the name 'Roca' seemed to have stimulated the monster.
It, who was originally limp like a mollusk, suddenly got up. Its tentacles quickly slapped the metal door, as if it wanted to rush out from the railing. "Roca! Roca! He's not human … he's … "
"Ah … My Lord, please forgive my sins! I shouldn't have mentioned you … "
The tentacles that were originally stretched out quickly curled back and whipped itself. This monster seemed to be suffering from schizophrenia.
"Mentor Roca … not human … could it be some kind of dependent?"
Smith murmured. "But … that's pretty cool."
As someone who came into contact with spells, he naturally knew that the higher one's strength was, the closer they were to madness and mutation.
"Maybe … we missed out on a possibility. Mentor Roca was originally an answer given to us by the Almighty. "
Vivian suddenly said, "An ordinary believer, even the leader of such a church, does not have such powerful magic power as Mentor Roca … Perhaps … he is the favored one of the Lost God, or even further, is' His' incarnation?"
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