List of strange talismans

Chapter 184 The Miracle 4K
It is indeed a powerful technique that needs to hollow out the gold pendant twice in a row before accumulating enough real energy to release it.

Gu Xiuya was shocked by the terrifying power of Overturning the Sea.

He stretched out his hand, and the water curtain that covered the sky and the sun moved slowly and landed outside the city, turning into a trickle and scattered in all directions.

As the water scattered, the short-term water control ability Fu Haijue had given him with his true essence also disappeared.

Gu Xiuya felt empty in his heart. This feeling of emptiness after gaining great power and suddenly losing it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

I don't know when I will be able to cast this level of magic with my own strength.

he thought, looking up.

Without the power of consciousness to fuel the flames, the torrential rain has already begun to dissipate.

The raindrops changed from large to small, and then disappeared completely. The black clouds above the sky quickly dissipated, and the night sky became clear again.

Everything happened so fast that less than ten seconds had passed from Gu Xiuya's attack to the end of the rain.

In just ten seconds, it is only a moment in people's minds, but for the Galanz people present, it was a journey of salvation from despair to new life.

The huge waves that covered the sky and the sun disappeared, and the flood that permeated the entire Galanz turned into a rain curtain and flew away.

what is this?
This is the miracle!
At this moment, without anyone's reminder, everyone spontaneously prayed devoutly to the God of Shuntian in the ecstasy of the rest of their lives.

"Thank you, great God of Shuntian."

Angelet looked excited, clasped his hands on his chest and shouted.

Childe's face was also filled with joy, but the person he was praying to was Gu Xiuya: "Your power is incomparable, thank you, great Shuntian saint."

Sachet didn't say anything special, but he prayed in a low voice more seriously than everyone else, as if only in this way could he convey his sincere faith to the great God of Shuntian.

The only silent person on the wall was Ma En.

His expression was a little dazed.

From the perspective of a victim, Ma En knew that he should express his gratitude to Gu Xiuya for saving Galanz.

But as a pastor taught by the Heavenly Father, he also knew that he should not bow his head to a heretic.

The split between belief and cognition made Ma En feel confused.

He raised his head, looked at the excited figure next to the lights in the night, listened to the hoarse cheers coming from his ears, and was speechless for a long time.

He knew he had to make a decision.

Because, when the sun rises again the moment.Galanz will no longer have the place of the heavenly father.

Matthews felt like he was dying.

The muscle fatigue caused by excessive blood loss made it impossible for him to stand up.

He was lying in the stinking straw pile, his eyes were dull, and his heart was ashes.

He regretted everything he did tonight, if he hadn't listened to Jeffrey's advice, if he hadn't chosen to lead a team to drive away the gathered fools, trying to show the mayor's authority, he could have been lying on the warm goose down quilt On the bed, drinking red wine, falling asleep in comfort.

But now, he could only lie in this dark and cramped cell, waiting for death to come.

His power, his status, everything he once had, became a thing of the past under the irresistible force of the black-haired saint.

Matthews even suspected that what he encountered today might be the punishment of the great God of Industry for his ineffective preaching.

Otherwise, why did a person from the Far East who had mastered the power of application appear in Galanz by such a coincidence?
Click.

The pig iron gate of the high prison was opened, and Belt walked in with two militiamen.

Matthews froze for a moment, and quickly raised his breath and shouted: "Bennett! Hey, Bennett! Let's make a deal, don't you always want a daughter? As long as you let me out, I promise, I must find a way for you to find people in the capital!"

Bennett fell on deaf ears.

He opened a cell next to him and waved his hand: "Just lock it here."

Only then did Matthews realize that the two militiamen were still holding a person.A prisoner as black as coal.

If it weren't for the slight light cast by the zenith, his figure could not even be seen clearly in the darkness.

He was wearing a tattered black robe, and there were large black and red blood scabs hanging on his exposed arms and legs. The scorched skin stuck to his bent body like black mud, with faint yellow spots. Pus drips.

Matthews thought of potatoes fresh from the fire.

The horrific injuries on the other party's body made him feel horrified.He quickly looked away, not daring to look any further.

While moving his eyes, Matthews caught a glimpse of silver by chance.

It was a pair of extremely delicate silver handcuffs, the perfect geometric structure made it look like a handicraft.

Can such handcuffs also lock people?
As he thought about it, he heard Bennett say, "Stay here, Your Excellency the Saint will come soon."

"I want to stay too?"

Militia Walker asked.

Seeing Bennett nod, he was immediately dissatisfied and said: "As the number one warrior of Galanz, how can I waste my time here, let Skat watch it for me. I'm going to protect His Excellency the Saint!"

Bennett sneered: "If you just say you want to receive the gift from His Excellency the Saint, I might be able to agree to it."

Walker was overjoyed: "Really?"

"fake."

Bennett turned around and went out: "Stay here honestly, I'm going to protect the saint."

After saying this, he hurriedly walked out, looking anxious.

When Walker saw this, his eyes widened: "I knew you were thinking about this too! Dog. No, good brother, can you pack me a bag!"

Bennett paused.

"Walker, you are such a genius."

He cursed dumbfoundedly, closed the door and left.

Seeing this, Walker sat down angrily.

The thin militiaman on the side was at a loss: "Walker, what gift are you talking about?"

"The gift is the gift of the saint, how do I know what it is."

Walker took his ignorance for granted.

He said: "I only know that gifts can make people not get sick, make people stronger, and make people live longer. I just saw that kid Sachter directly put a soaked houseplant after receiving the gift. Liang hugged him, and his strength almost surpassed that of Bennett."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, with a frustrated expression on his face: "I originally thought that after I got the gift, I would clean up Bennett and get rid of it. Now it's okay, he was better than me, and now he got the gift, I'm not even his opponent, damn it."

Hearing this, the thin militiaman showed a hint of longing in his eyes.

Looking at his slightly thin body due to lack of food since childhood, he couldn't help but said, "Why don't we go over quietly to have a look? Anyway, no one will come here."

Hearing this, Walker raised his head and glanced at his colleagues beside him, with a rare sneer on his big stupid face.

"Scarter, do you want to die?"

The thin militiaman was stunned and shook his head quickly: "Of course not, why do you ask?"

"Because once you accidentally let these two people go because you were absent from duty, you will die."

Walker said calmly.

"Don't think he is a good man just because he saved you and us."

"He is not Ma En, he can kill people."

Scott was silent.

He thought of Jeffrey, the captain of the guard who died at the hands of His Excellency the Saint, and His Excellency the mayor who looked miserable in front of him.

He couldn't help shivering. He found that he seemed to only remember the kindness of the black-haired saint, but forgot the viciousness and ruthlessness he had shown.

"Thank you for your reminder, Walker. I'm too greedy. I shouldn't expect things that don't belong to me. To be saved in the heavy rain is already the greatest luck in my life."

Scutt whispered.

Walker smiled, showing his buck teeth, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Scat hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask again: "Walker, you don't seem very stupid. But why do you never resist when you are bullied by Bennett?"

Walker laughed louder when he heard this: "Poor little bastard, when you understand why, you won't be a big soldier."

Scatter was a little dissatisfied with such ridicule, but seeing Walker leaning against the wall after he finished speaking, as if he didn't want to talk to him anymore, he could only choose to shut up and think about it by himself.

Neither of them noticed that Matthews on the side had a thoughtful look in his eyes after hearing the effect of the gift.

Time passed quietly under the dim oil lamp.

When the iron door was opened again, sunlight poured into the prison along the gap, bringing a ray of warmth.

Skater didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he heard the sound, he woke up and asked in a daze, "Is it already dawn?"

Walker didn't speak, reached out and pressed his head down, and lowered his head.

Bennett walked in first, held the iron door and stood aside, respectfully said: "Your Excellency, you are inside."

"Ah."

Gu Xiuya's voice sounded outside the door. He walked into the high prison, his eyes swept across the dark prison for a moment, and he said, "Everyone go out. Close the door too."

"As ordered."

Bennett responded in a low voice and waved to Walker.

The three walked out of the prison quickly.

Click.

The iron gate closed behind him.

Gu Xiuya walked down the stairs and came to the first cell.

He looked at the saint inside the iron fence twice, and said: "I heard that the alienation effect of divine blood is a very painful process. It will turn a person into another creature from the inside out, you now What stage are you in?"

The saint, covered in pitch black, fell on the pile of straw, motionless, as if he hadn't heard Gu Xiuya's question, and seemed to be dead.

Seeing this, Gu Xiuya said calmly: "Can you stop wasting time? I can feel your vitality and hear your breathing and heartbeat. There is no use pretending to be dead."

"In addition. The thing in your hand is called [Celestial Titanium Gold], which can isolate all the power from the gods. Unless you have already transformed into an extraordinary life, otherwise, no matter how long you delay, you will not be able to wait for any chance to turn defeat into victory."

Perhaps it was Gu Xiuya's words that shattered his last fantasy, the saint lying on the straw pile finally moved after hearing the words.

He turned his head sideways and stared at Gu Xiuya. The black solution continuously overflowed from the strange pupils split into two triangular shapes. The solution seemed to be extremely corrosive, and it sizzled as soon as it gushed out. Burning gullies of varying shades were left on his face.

Gu Xiuya's gaze lowered, and he saw that the straw under his body had been corroded, and the ground flattened by the rammed earth was pitted, with black bubbles appearing and bursting from time to time, emitting a bloody stench.

Only then did he realize why the other party was lying on the ground.

"It seems you don't have much time."

Gu Xiuya looked at him: "Then let's end the conversation quickly. Tell me your identity and purpose, and I can help you out."

The saint didn't speak, but just looked at Gu Xiuya indifferently, without saying a word.

Gu Xiuya looked at him calmly, waiting for his answer.

There was a moment of silence all around.

After a while, Gu Xiuya saw that he had maintained a posture of refusing to communicate, so he took the initiative to break the silence: "I admire your tenacity, but I deeply regret your stupidity."

When Gu Xiuya said this, he suddenly changed the topic: ".Do you want to know why I can manipulate you to summon water?"

The saint didn't answer, but his pupils shrank slightly.

Gu Xiuya keenly captured this fleeting information.

He smiled and waved at the saint.

The next moment, a drop of water condensed out of thin air and landed on the saint's face.

The saint was startled for a moment, and then his pupils dilated: "You"

"Shh."

Gu Xiuya put his finger on his lips, and said calmly: "Wait a minute, the next conversation is not suitable for a third person to hear."

He said, waving his hand again.

A few meters away, Matthews' eyelids moved slightly.

Since Gu Xiuya entered this cell, he has been awake, but he has been pretending to be asleep, just wanting to find out some news.

Hearing that Gu Xiuya broke his disguise at this moment, Matthews felt flustered, and quickly opened his eyes tentatively, looking at Gu Xiuya.

He saw Gu Xiuya squatting in front of the next cell, his lips opened and closed as if he was talking, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear a sound.

At first, Matthews thought that Gu Xiuya was talking with his lips, but when he found that another prisoner in the fence was also opening his mouth, but he still couldn't hear any sound, he finally realized what he saw.

This is the power of [Cutting Machine]!

Only this residing artifact from the God of Industry can completely isolate the transmission of sound!

Thick shock appeared on Matthews' face, and he couldn't help but pinch himself hard. It wasn't until the piercing pain came that he confirmed that he was not dreaming.

But he still couldn't believe what was happening.

How is this possible? ! !
A heretic who claims to be a saint of Shuntian, a Far Easterner who killed a devout follower of the God of Industry. How can he control the cutting machine? ! !

You must know that although the ownership of such things as residing fetishes is not completely controlled by the gods, the stimulation and transmission of their power must be approved by the gods.

In other words, only those who are favored by the gods can have the qualifications to drive the corresponding sacred objects.

This is why, in the huge Baixing Kingdom, there is only Shang Siyue who is favored by all gods.

——There are very few gods that allow believers to believe in other gods while believing in themselves, but without devout beliefs, they cannot gain the favor of the gods.

This is exactly what Matthews couldn't understand.

He didn't understand why Gu Xiuya was favored by the God of Industry.

It stands to reason that this is simply impossible.

unless
In extreme shock, Matthews suddenly thought of a possibility.

Unless the importance of the person in front of him, in the eyes of the God of Industry, greatly surpassed that of Jeffrey.

Only for this reason can the God of Industry give great power to a heretic regardless of past suspicions.

But do such people really exist?
How is he different?

　Thank you "Haoyue Liutian" for the reward of 5000 coins.Thank you for your many rewards.

　　Thank you "Flowing Fog" for the 100 coins.

　　I just saw that I will work overtime at night, and there will be double shifts at 0:[-] tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)