Lord of the Heavens

Chapter 36 God-making ([-])

"Saint fighter?" Dad was a little confused. Although he knew there was such a thing as a saint fighter, he never imagined that Xiaoyu was actually a descendant of a saint fighter.

In that case, there will be more or less in their family, right?
"That's right, and judging from the current situation, she is very likely to be a contemporary saint, but it's very strange. It stands to reason that the Shadow Queen would not choose a saint as a carrier." The archmage changed as he spoke. It became a whisper, and seemed to be very puzzled.

"Teacher, do you have a way to strip the Shadow Queen?" Dad doesn't care about the reason, his purpose of coming here is to strip the evil power, not to find the truth.

The archmage thought about it, touched the pattern of the devil's imprint, then slowly shook his head and said: "There is not only righteousness in a person, but also blackness, and the two have reached a balance in her body. No apparent reason."

"And the appearance of the devil's mark broke the balance of her body, causing the black air to surpass the righteous air. This is the source of the mutation in front of her."

The archmage touched his beard after speaking and didn't seem to have any worried expression.

The old man frowned and pondered, he was just a little short of the great master, it's not that he couldn't see these things, he was just a disciple, he always felt that the master was omnipotent.

After getting a negative answer, I can't help but feel a little lost.

"I just placed a seal of righteousness on her body, which can ensure that her consciousness will not be invaded by black air. As for the power of the queen, she can maintain her original state forever without using the power of shadow." The archmage saw the old man Dad said with a faint smile on his face.

The old man's eyes lit up, although this is not absolutely safe, but also to avoid being bewitched next time.

He hugged Xiaoyu, stood up and hesitated whether to say thank you or something.

The archmage knew his disciples very well, he was stubborn, and he didn't mean to embarrass him, he just waved his hand and said: "Don't be silly, let's go, really, none of them save you Heart."

The old man hesitated for a while and just said to take care of his health, then he turned around and walked down the mountain. He has been stubborn all his life, and now it seems that he can't change it.

Thinking of my father, I recited a spell: "The demons and ghosts leave quickly."

At the same time, Zhao Qu walked out of the magma, he felt the return of the shadows, and those lovely tool men finally returned to his hands again.

This is very important. Ninjas have the ability to instantly open the passage of the Shadow Kingdom, which is very important to him who is currently full of defects.

For example, Dad's big move a few times ago, although that thing is not specifically aimed at the Holy Master, but the restraint is there!

The shadow behemoth would die immediately if hit, and his Holy Master was not much better, at least Zhao Qu could feel the aura of the seal in that kind of attack.

If it is hit, at least it is the effect of the seal strengthening, and it is not impossible to even become a sand sculpture again.

Therefore, in the absence of means to save his life, even if the god-making project is tempting, he will not commit suicide.

With a wave of his hand, a cloud of magma flew from not far away, and the communication with Daolong was opened.

"How is the selection going?" Zhao Qu asked, although it has only been about half a day now, but he believes that the efficiency of the number one tool man will not disappoint him.

"Currently, there are a few more promising ones. The God of America and the Avalokitesvara of China, these two have received the most beliefs, and the upper limit after resurrection is also the highest." Daolong said while flipping through the books.

Zhao Qu's eyes flashed, belief is very hard to say, as one of the eight great demons in ancient times, he knew there was such a thing.

It's just that the specific function is unknown, after all, demons don't need faith.

As for whether Avalokitesvara belongs to China, um, I can only say that where the belief in God is the highest, it is there.

What's more, the belief in this world has never given birth to a god, and this time Zhao Qu was just trying.

"Just God, I want to see if this almighty Lord can really restore the balance of yin and yang." Zhao Qu's eyes flickered slightly, and he directly chose God.

After all, he didn't want to go to Huaxia recently. The old man seemed crazy, and he would definitely be caught if he went there.

The United States is different. Although Dad has dragon teeth, Daolong is not much worse. At least they will not suffer in one-on-one situations.

What?You ask Zhao Qu?Isn't that just escaping into the shadows before the fight starts?

Do you still want to fight with your father?

If you haven't thought about the chances of the previous few times, don't even think about it. One mistake will be turned into a sand sculpture. Are you still thinking about the black spirit to make a wave of him?
"Okay, then I'll prepare first!" Daolong finished the communication actively after speaking.

But Zhao Qu's eyes flickered slightly, not only because of Daolong's distrust, but also because his goal was too big, and they would definitely come when his father appeared.

So everything is ready, just rush over at a super fast speed and just cast the mouse spell directly, it's perfect.

At the same time, Daolong walked out of the haunted house under construction, and behind him a dozen vampires and a dark wizard were imprisoned by him with magic.

As long as this kind of magic struggles forcibly, it will die suddenly. No one spares their lives, even vampires.

So Daolong left with confidence, and now the project of making gods is the top priority.

Thinking about it, an unknown spell was uttered, and Daolong's body turned into blue smoke and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had come to a church. This is the base camp of American Christianity. There are many Christian believers, and the statue here is also the most promising one.

As for the human soul. Christians obviously don't mind being God themselves.

With the strange way of Daolong's appearance, coupled with the figure hovering in the air, and the strange blue smoke that was dissipating around, this caused some disturbances among the believers in this church.

"Devil! A devil has appeared, Lord Almighty, please bless me, Amen!"

I don't know who yelled, and the people who were calm at first also started to pray one after another.

"Almighty Lord, please send divine punishment to punish the devil in front of you, Amen!"

The shape of Daolong is not very good, and it is not surprising to be misunderstood like this.

But Daolong didn't pay attention to these, he chose a bit, and his eyes lit up when he saw the believer who was praying for the future next to the statue.

This person should be the bishop here. A person who can be a bishop must be very pious. Piety is good. Such a soul is more tenacious, and the success rate of the experiment will be much higher.

"@!#￥@!￥"

An unknown spell was uttered, the body of the bishop next to the statue suddenly froze, and a soul invisible to others was extracted.

An inaudible howl sounded at one level, it was the howl from the soul.

Daolong looked indifferently at the gradually distorted soul in front of him, and the sound of the spell continued to sound.

The sound of prayers around became more and more intense, and beliefs invisible to ordinary people poured into the ordinary stone like bits of starlight.

This aura is useless, because it is just a stone on which human faith is placed.

Even if he is miraculous, it is just a stone.

But today is different, an evil wizard is about to endow the stone with a soul, no one knows what will happen.

Daolong raised his hand, a burst of blue smoke flashed, and Zhao Qu's figure appeared in midair.

"The preparations have been completed, I look forward to your arrival!" Daolong said while bending slightly, the soul in his hand poured into the stone statue with the spell that had been prepared long ago.

　Note: I checked on Baidu, and the most believers in God are in the United States, so Daolon chose America as the place to create God.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)