Becoming God starting with the word game in Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 87 Above Billions of Glory

The entire demon was glowing.

Light shone simultaneously from the patterns on the floor tiles, the refraction of the glass, the surging waves of the water, and even from the depths of everyone's pupils.

Tan Bin and his companions had just exited the dream when they were awestruck by this spectacular scene.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"He said he could solve that problem, but didn't he just start a whole new job?" Jiang Wang was a little confused.

The existence of a dragon based on fantasy in reality is already somewhat unbelievable, but that shepherd seems to be even more high-profile.

The entire city of Shanghai is glowing; is this a beacon of the East?

How should we handle the subsequent public opinion?

But Jiang Wang quickly relaxed.

It doesn't matter; this isn't his jurisdiction, so it's none of his business.

"These rays of light have the effect of purifying pollution and calming emotions."

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"Everyone's extreme emotions have been brought under control."

"I informed the people at the TV station that those things were a performance rehearsal using drones and virtual images."

Xie Tang hung up the phone, but her face showed a rather troubled expression.

"Do you think you can fool us?"

"We can only try to deceive them by force, and then control the spread of information online."

Xie Tang had no better solution.

"He really does have a way."

Tan Bin stared at the beam of light.

But he had a strange feeling that he had seen this kind of power before.

But upon careful recollection, I have absolutely no recollection of it.

"Is it just my imagination?"

Just then, it was as if an invisible hand had torn a hole in the air.

Three figures tumbled out in a disheveled state.

It was indeed Sumi, Gabriel, and Lyle.

Corn and Gabriel are alright, but they don't look very presentable.

Claire was trembling uncontrollably, her pupils contracting violently, as if she had just escaped from a nightmare.

Upon noticing the epic-level item and realizing the extraordinary power within Li Qianyi, Gabriel and his companions abandoned their mission without hesitation and forcibly left the City of Miracles.

That decision took less than 0.3 seconds.

Because if they were even a moment later, they would not have "escaped," but rather "annihilated."

Although they had successfully escaped, the three of them still wore expressions of fear and disbelief.

"The gods have descended," Su Mi's voice trembled, "He actually dared to invoke the power of the gods."

Gabriel did not speak.

His expression was the most complex, a mixture of fear and an almost instinctive tremor.

He knew better than anyone what that meant.

"What did you see?"

The captains of the Bureau of Imagination warily surrounded Gabriel and his two companions.

Although Gabriel has an official status, it is impossible to let them run amok at such a critical moment.

"Can't you see?"

Gabriel finally spoke, forcing a smile, and said slowly in a muffled tone, "Your friend, that shepherd, actually possesses an epic-level item, and with it, he has summoned the power of the gods."

"An epic-level item?" Jiang Wang's eyes lit up. "No wonder he was so confident in defeating that monster."

Tan Bin also breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping slightly.

But Gabriel's words quickly cooled their fervent emotions.

It was like a bucket of ice water being poured straight from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.

"You seem to be celebrating a little too soon."

The pure white saint had a smile on his face, but his voice sounded strange.

"Such power belongs to the gods in Paradise Lost." Tan Bin seemed to realize something.

"It seems you do know a little bit."

Gabriel sneered, "In the world of mysticism, the power of those in high positions is extremely dangerous to ordinary people."

His gaze swept over Tan Bin, then over Wang Guodong, and finally landed on the pillar of light. His voice suddenly softened, as if he were talking to himself.

"And the power of the gods, even if it is only one ten-thousandth, is absolute pollution and erosion for those of low to mid-level extraordinary status."

"Although I'm not sure what deity that shepherd summoned, most people would find it difficult to withstand an item of that level before they attain divinity."

He paused.

"in other words."

"Your shepherd is dead."

Everyone's pupils constricted, and the sound of the wind seemed to stop at that moment.

The pillar of light remained standing, but for a moment, everyone seemed to feel an illusion.

That light seemed too bright, too bright for a human being to bear.

Seeing the silence on everyone's faces, Gabriel slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

Although the shepherd possessed an epic-level item, he was currently no match for him and could only flee in disarray.

But how could bearing such power come without a price?

He will still be the ultimate winner.

But soon, a deep voice rang out.

Just because you can't do it doesn't mean he can't.

Gabriel looked towards the source of the voice, where it was the captain of the Bureau of Fantasy, the one with the scar between his eyebrows. He raised an eyebrow and said, "You don't believe me?"

"No, I believe what you said." Tan Bin's voice was calm.

"But I feel even more strongly that he's not the kind of person who's not confident."

One should assume responsibility according to one's abilities.

He didn't believe the pastor would risk his life.

not to mention.

"Can you find an 'epic' level item?" Tan Bin asked rhetorically.

Gabriel paused, then remained silent.

"What you can't do, others might be able to do. Don't overestimate yourself, but don't underestimate others either," Tan Bin said, shaking his head.

"Then let's wait and see."

Gabriel and the other two exchanged a glance, their hearts tacitly in sneer.

Even if the other party does survive this divine descent, they will most likely be either dead or severely injured.

At that time, both the "Key to Emptiness and Imagination" and the "Key to the Curtain of Shadows" will still be theirs.

Soon, everyone witnessed the new changes.

The light gradually receded, transforming into an exceptionally tall figure.

The figure's face was obscured by the radiance and could not be clearly seen.

He wore a simple white robe, and a halo of light shone behind his head, as if woven from countless rays of light that were constantly being born and disappearing.

Beneath his feet was a phantom clock divided into twelve sections, each containing symbols representing different times.

Behind him hung a curtain-like shadow, and in the deepest part of the curtain, it seemed that an eye was silently watching the outside world.

He wasn't as huge and majestic as the dragon of imagination, but standing there, he seemed to be the only light.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were glazed over.

Gabriel's face showed a complex, twisted expression, even a hint of jealousy.

Who wouldn't envy this great power?

But he didn't hold such power in his own hands?

At the same time, all players who saw the figure of that light received a message popping up on their phone screens.

[You witness the reflection of the past—the radiance of the ancient sun god]

[You have gained 100 points of Divine Faith and 2 points of Blasphemy Power]

"An ancient sun god?"

"There's such a reward?"

All the players stared at the information on their phones, somewhat bewildered.

The Lost Paradise is home to many gods, both righteous and evil.

But no one had ever heard of this name.

"Who is this mysterious deity?"

No one can answer.

"Never mind, 100 divine faith points, that's a huge sum of money. Wait, what's this blasphemous power for?"

And it wasn't just the players who reacted.

In a certain residential area, a middle-aged man who had just stood up to go to the toilet saw the scene outside the window and his mouth opened into an exaggerated "O" shape.

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Wife, come out and see God!"

"What God? It's just drones and virtual images."

"Doing this in the middle of the night, don't they want people to get some sleep?"

"Have our drones combined with virtual imaging technology become this amazing?"

The man gazed out the window at the greyish-white dragon and the figure draped in a white robe.

Seeing the twelve-division clock slowly turning, with its counter-clockwise rotating symbols that clearly cannot be explained by any known technology.

He then walked into the toilet somewhat confused, urinated, and then went back to bed to sleep.

Some people sneered.

He was a young man holed up in a rented room, with dozens of information windows open on his computer screen.

He pushed up his glasses, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he posted on a deep web forum: "How could it be a virtual image? It must be some kind of unknown supernatural force."

"The doomsday prophecy is true; the world is about to end."

Four Seasons Hotel.

Wang Kun and Lin Zicheng stared blankly at the colossal dragon that blotted out the sky and the white-robed figure outside.

They were players, and although they had not yet become extraordinary, they knew that this was definitely not a simple virtual projection.

"So what happened in the City of Miracles? Who's behind this mess?"

"Yi Zi, Yi Zi, get up and see the immortals!" Lin Zicheng shouted.

Wang Kun nudged Li Qianyi a few times, but seeing no response, he became suspicious. "Is he fast asleep?"

"I've never seen him sleep this deeply before."

Li Qianyi felt like he was walking a very long road.

There is no direction here, like an endless darkness and chaos, as if it is the place where everything begins and everything ends.

He seemed to be the only source of light here, and time itself lost its meaning.

I don't know how much time has passed.

When the road came to an end, Li Qianyi saw a curtain.

The curtains hung down, their texture like frozen time, or flowing eternity.

It blocked out what was behind it, but at the same time, it made people feel very clearly what was behind it.

For some inexplicable reason, Li Qianyi slowly stepped forward.

He raised his hand, his fingers touching the edge of the curtain.

In that instant, countless sounds flooded into his consciousness—songs, prayers, and a single syllable composed of billions of languages.

light.

The moment this thought arose, Li Qianyi's mind returned from that chaotic state and suddenly became clear.

Looking at the chaotic darkness around him, he felt somewhat lost.

"Am I not fighting against the past reflection of the Imaginary Dragon?"

Where did this come from?

"Wait, black, a multicolored black?"

Li Qianyi was stunned for a moment, and a thought popped into his mind.

Chaotic Sea?

He drew back the curtain.

Then he saw it.

He saw dark angels with black wings, angels with long silver hair, and an unruly red-haired man whose hair, like a burning sunset, was frozen in an eternal moment.

Their faces were blurry, as if covered by something, but Li Qianyi still recognized them easily.

"Sassriel, Urolius, Medici..."

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"These are the angel kings of the ancient sun god."

They lined up on both sides, forming a downward path, and many winged angels bowed their heads.

Li Qianyi was stunned; he had seen everything clearly.

A magnificent palace stood at his feet, countless angels bowed to him, and he stood atop billions of rays of light.

Meanwhile, his phone was flooded with messages.

【You summon the reflection of the past—the radiant sun god】

[Reflections of the Past - The Creator of Silver City] Responds to Your Call

【You hold the power of Light - False (Pink - Epic), Shadow - False (Pink - Epic), Error - False (Pink - Epic)】

You can combine powers to form skills.

[You have learned the additional skill "Angel Summoning"]

Your entire set of attributes has been boosted.

[Your illusory health is temporarily increased by 30000, you temporarily gain 1000 armor, and you temporarily gain 2000 attack power.]

You stand atop billions of radiant lights, the hymns of the King of Angels resound for you.

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