Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

It just became a ghost story circulated among students like the clown, an atmosphere group that is somewhat harmful but not too much.

He possesses all of Bra's memories, possesses incredible powers, and can even perform magic and divine arts in a spirit state.

However, he is not the real Bula at all.

It is just that strong thoughts distort reality and create clones of "faith" whose thinking patterns have been modified.

It's like a classic scene from a Hollywood movie.

When there is only one clone, and this clone still has all the memories, he will not think that he is a clone, but only that he is the original.

Just like the analysis once given by the Eye of True Vision.

【Magic Gathering】

[Blood demon Bra, who combined blood magic with magic and arcane magic and survived in the world in the form of a strange soul]

To survive is not to survive.

The Son of Earth, who possesses special talents, only needs to have a strong enough will to form a small "current of thought" and have the power to make his wishes come true to a certain extent.

This power is called magic.

The thoughts formed by a group of sons of the earth are also magic, but they are just joint spells.

Therefore, in the analysis of Blood Demon Bra at that time, an affix like [Magic Gathering] was given.

His existence is merely a magical polymer formed by thoughts.

Arrived in front of the tall building called Shadow Castle.

To be fair, Lu Wenwu thought that this building looked somewhat similar to the castle of a certain Gray Wolf King, especially the lower part.

It just looks a little distorted.

When Lu Wenwu thought about the believers' description that the God of Blood and Dark Night would sit here forever, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Sitting here for thousands of years, wouldn't you go crazy from boredom?

I just don’t know if gods would get hemorrhoids.

This is a question worth exploring.

If all believers of a certain sect are convinced that their God will get hemorrhoids, will the other party really get hemorrhoids?

It was difficult for Lu Wenwu to control his divergent thoughts.

On his wrist, the blood demon Bra was still chattering, excitedly recounting the past glory of the God of Blood and Dark Night.

The castle gate was closed tightly, as if firmly rejecting all outside visitors.

Lu Wenwu thought silently for a moment, then kicked out suddenly.

"boom!"

The dark, heavy door suddenly exploded into a ball, like a rotten wood that had been left for a long time, and exploded directly into flying black ash and some already mixed power of faith.

The blood demon Bra stared at everything in front of him in amazement, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"You just kicked the door open like that?"

"This, this, this is the gate to the Shadow Castle! It is the core gateway to the Kingdom of Blood and Darkness. It belongs to my Lord."

"Stop it, the rain has nothing to do with me."

Lu Wenwu reached out and pinched his blood bracelet slightly.

There was an obvious creaking sound, and the Blood Demon Bra immediately stopped his chattering, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat - if the Blood Demon legend said he had the ability to sweat.

After arriving in the Kingdom of God, I couldn't help but become a little carried away and almost forgot how powerful this gentleman was.

He can even beat the second and third in command of the Light Camp, so there is really nothing to say.

I'm afraid that even if the God of Blood and Dark Night has returned from the long river of history, he can only smile along like me?

The blood demon Bra did not think that his thoughts were disrespectful to his own gods.

Believers are like gods, and gods are more like believers. Isn’t this reasonable?

How can a group of gods whose main worshippers are thieves be portrayed as noble and unruly?

Lu Wenwu walked into the somewhat eerie and terrifying Shadow Castle, as if he had completely entered a world of darkness.

At the end of his sight, an unusually tall figure was sitting quietly on a giant throne made entirely of blood-red skulls, constantly emitting a dark halo.

Looking closely, it is not real light.

Instead, the wings were made of some black substance, like those of a bat.

This tall giant has an extremely upright figure and is dressed in an elegant black suit.

With his right hand supporting his chin and his left hand holding a goblet filled with scarlet liquid, he crossed his legs and leaned on his blood throne in a lazy posture.

The pale skin and the evilly handsome face slightly diluted the pressure from the giant.

But those scarlet eyes like the blood moon made people feel even more chilling and awed.

I'll test it!

In an instant, Lu Wenwu matched the other person's face with the scriptures in the Blood Bible in his mind.

It is undoubtedly the God of Blood and Dark Night!

However, compared to the appearance described by the Dragon God, the other party's current appearance has been distorted from a pure human posture, and has become an image similar to that of a vampire, a vampire, or a Western bat spirit.

"My Lord"

The blood demon Bra's voice trembled with excitement, and in an instant he turned back to his original appearance, kneeling before the God of Blood and Dark Night.

Lu Wenwu kept looking at the god in front of him and the internal structure of the shadow treasure with a very complicated expression.

It’s not that this god’s aura is not strong enough.

The main reason is that the internal environment is really hard to keep up with.

The God of Blood and Dark Night sat on the blood throne dozens of times away from the two of them, motionless like a sculpture.

Apart from this throne, the entire Shadow Castle is completely empty!

Not to mention decorations and ornaments, there is only this one floor!

In other words, the Shadow Castle, which looks tall, straight, fancy and extremely oppressive from the outside, is actually just an empty shell without even any floors!

And it’s an empty shell like a coffin!

With the size of the God of Blood and Darkness, he can't even lie down flat in it!

If I stood up, I would probably hit the ceiling directly.

Suddenly seeing this scene, Lu Wenwu found it hard to remain calm.

To be honest, this is not as grand as the Buddhist temples and Taoist temples that were tourist attractions on the Blue Planet in my previous life.

Lu Wenwu thought again and felt that it was not the God of Blood and Darkness himself that could be blamed.

After all, the Kingdom of God is shaped in the image of believers.

As for his followers, it's not that Lu Wenwu has class discrimination. It's mainly based on the current general education level of the Continent of Gods. It's not easy for these thieves with a general education level to imagine the outside of Shadow Castle to be quite intimidating.

Their cultural attainments, which were like burning books and burying scholars alive, indeed made it difficult to design a specific, delicate and gorgeous image.

Stop talking nonsense. Who the hell would be a thief if they have this ability?

This industry doesn't even have a complete professional system inheritance, so it has no future at all.

The appearance of the outside of Shadow Castle is OK, but as for the inside...

I can only say that it has the beauty of a domineering president's novel.

It must be awesome in God’s kingdom.

How exactly is it so awesome?

I don't know.

Anyway, God is sitting inside, nothing else matters, just knowing that it’s awesome is enough.

Lu Wenwu's wandering thoughts were quickly brought back to reality.

Mainly because Blood Demon Bra is a bit annoying.

Ever since he entered here and knelt down neatly, this guy has been whispering to his "master" non-stop.

Lu Wenwu looked up and made eye contact with the god in front of him.

He looked into the other's crimson eyes with analytical eyes, a look of regret on his face.

"Bra, stop talking."

The blood demon Bra was obviously a little reluctant.

But under the pressure of the Fifth Master's tyranny, he immediately surrendered, with obvious regret and cowardice on his face.

after all

It is one thing to submit, but it is another to be embarrassed in front of the God you believe in.

But soon, the blood demon Bra's mood immediately improved.

Because Lu Wenwu spoke again: "The God of Blood and Dark Night has not yet fully revived. Right now, it is just a statue made up of divine power and laws, not the real Him."

As he spoke, he looked behind the God of Blood and Darkness.

In the same darkness, countless negative forces gathered from all directions, pouring into the opponent's body in a way that was completely invisible to the naked eye, and slowly pushing something up.

Lu Wenwu could clearly feel that a will that completely carried the laws and divine duties was about to take shape and take over this body.

Moreover, the power of pollution and assimilation that he had seen in the God of Justice and Judgment before became more and more intense, to the point where it was almost activated.

If the blood demon Bra was really just a simple soul, his fate would have been the same as those believers in the Holy City of Light.

Either they are infected by negative forces and die suddenly, or they are completely assimilated and covered by the power of the priesthood, becoming living dead who can only pray and become part of the laws and gods.

The blood demon Bra obviously didn't know this.

Instead, he was extremely excited at this moment, looking forward to the revival of the God of Blood and Dark Night.

After all, when he first came here, he didn't even dare to enter the gate of Shadow Castle. He just became what he is now in a daze, and then returned to the human world in a daze.