sword sentient beings

Chapter 884 Statue of Gods

When the world of gods was in turmoil, the temples outside remained calm.

The sacrificial ceremony was carried out according to the established procedures, and the high priest Songtian devoutly led everyone to pray. He looked fanatical, with exaggerated movements and a pious expression, but underneath the fanaticism was a hint of deep worry. When he looked at everyone, he was full of confidence and spoke loudly, but when he lowered his head, he unconsciously revealed an uneasy look.

However, except for himself, all the people in the spirit world did not have any abnormalities, especially the believers of the Holy Spirit, who were all excited and waiting for the moment when the Holy Spirit descended. Even Qian Jian and his companions who were just watching the excitement did not know what kind of excitement they were waiting for.

At a certain stage in the sacrifice, some believers came up and placed many statues of gods.

These statues were not images of the Holy Spirit, but images of all gods, brought by the followers of the gods who were watching the ceremony. Because they were orthodox statues, each one was naturally solemn and lifelike, and could be taken out for high-level followers to pray for when they went out. However, the only problem was that they were too small. These statues were no more than three feet high, but at the top, there was a green statue of the Holy Spirit that was several feet high.

The followers of the Holy Spirit placed the small statues under the Holy Spirit statue and gathered around it. The statues were all at the feet of the Holy Spirit, as if the subordinate gods under the throne of the God King were kneeling down to worship the Holy Spirit. The meaning was obvious. The followers of the gods were all shocked, angry and humiliated. Although they had prepared themselves mentally and came to submit this time, they still felt very aggrieved to be stepped on so directly.

But what can be done? People under the low eaves have to bow their heads. Although there are low "hums" in the hall, no one dares to stand up and say anything.

Song Tian had just finished praying when he heard these dissatisfied voices. He said, "You don't need to be dissatisfied. This is to welcome the gods. You know, without the statues, the gods can't come easily. We put out the statues now, waiting for the moment when the gods come after the Pantheon, so that we can worship the gods together. Today you are lucky enough to see your own gods with your own eyes, and it is the grace of our Holy Spirit."

He was not wrong. The easiest way for the gods to descend to the outside world was through the projection of statues. Of course, there were other ways, such as clones or even real bodies, but that was too laborious and would usually consume sacrifices. It was rarely seen. Placing so many statues was definitely meant to attract the gods, but it was mostly for demonstration. Even the statues of the upper left and upper right gods were less than four feet tall, less than one-tenth of the height of the Holy Spirit. It was obvious that the gods were not worthy of being compared with the Holy Spirit.

"The time has come..." Song Tian announced loudly. Because his voice was so loud, the ending sounded a little trembling. Some sensitive people like Zhen Jian were slightly surprised, but most people didn't care at all. "Please come, all gods!"

"Click——"

A soft sound.

"Huh?" Zhen Jian was not familiar with these mysterious rituals and wondered: Is this what happens when God descends?

Then, a statue in the corner was seen to crack.

"My God?! What's going on?" A demon exclaimed, and then began to howl.

Then some demons were heard discussing, "It's the Golden God!"

"You actually chose the Golden God..."

Zhen Jian's heart moved, and he thought to himself: Looking at this movement, if the statue is gone, it means that the god is dead, right? Believers can actually spy on the life and death of the god. Is this god also very easy-going?

  Just as he thought, when the believers saw the statue shattered, they knew that a god in the divine world had fallen. The priest of the Golden God burst into tears, and several priests who had a good relationship with him comforted him. At the same time, they were also relieved: they had known that the Holy Spirit wanted to establish his authority and might kill a certain god. Since he chose the Golden God, he would not choose my God, right?

however……

"Click", "click", "click"...

Almost immediately, a sound of shattering sounded on the stage, as if a giant bear was trampling the fallen leaves in the autumn forest, crushing them into powder.

With every slight sound, a statue would crack, just like cracking a walnut. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the statue on the stage was shattered.

The believers of the gods were stunned. Even some of the less fanatical believers of the Holy Spirit were stunned and secretly felt that something was not right.

However, this series of disasters has not ended yet. Seeing that the surviving statues in the back are still breaking into pieces, in the silence of the hall, most of the statues have become waste. One needs to search carefully among the pile of debris to barely find some complete survivors.

  In the hall, not even the wailing sound was heard, and the gods' believers were all in deathly silence. Even completely unrelated human messengers like Qian Jian and Zhen Jian were a little confused, and they only thought in their hearts: What on earth happened in the God Realm?

Although I don't know what happened, there is a section: the Holy Spirit is still fine, and the green statue that is hard to tell the outline is lush and green. Many fanatical Holy Spirit believers were not horrified when they saw this scene, but were extremely excited and cheered: "My God is mighty!"

At this time, Haotian stood up and said, "My God, is my God okay?"

The god he was referring to was Zuoshang God. Song Tian was a little scared at this time. Because of some unspeakable reasons, he was far less excited than the other Holy Spirit Apostles. He said, "Well, His Majesty Zuoshang God is still fine. His Majesties Zuoshang God and Zuoshang God are all fine..."

Haotian was furious and shouted, "The Right Upper God didn't come at all, so he is fine, but His Majesty the Left Upper God is inside! Besides, are you worthy of mentioning the Right Upper God? What does the Holy God mean by doing this? Does it really want to destroy all the gods and only it will be the supreme god?"

The "unworthy" he said was referring to the fact that Songtian, as the chief priest of the Upper Right God, easily betrayed his own god and converted to the Holy God, and easily achieved a high position. This matter is usually a taboo and no one dares to mention it. But at this time, Haotian was really angry and said it in public. This was exposing Songtian's shortcomings. His face turned blue and red, and he said angrily: "You know shit, you...Haha, even if the Holy God wants to unify the God Realm and kill all the gods, what will you do? Is he rebelling against you? The Holy God is originally the God of all gods, the only true God. The fall of the gods is a matter of sooner or later, and it will not stop just because you are unhappy. It's not too late for you to convert now, you -"

  He pointed at all the believers and shouted almost madly:

"The age of the gods has ended. Foolish creatures, return to the embrace of the Holy Spirit. Holy Spirit is supreme!"

Following his encouragement, all the Holy Spirit believers in the temple stood up and shouted loudly: "Holy Spirit is the Highest!"

The believers of other gods were all stunned and at a loss. They were all the gods' closest priests, and would not be scared to change their beliefs on the spot. However, under such momentum, and the fact that their own gods had clearly fallen, they could not help but waver in their hearts, and some demons even spied on Haotian.

Haotian, the high priest who has been in charge of the spiritual world for decades, is not a believer in the Holy Spirit, so he still plays the role of a weather vane. If he gives in first, then the other priests probably won't resist.

However, Haotian's expression froze, and he said, "I don't know if the Holy Spirit is supreme. Well, even if he is supreme. Even if it is the most powerful existence in the world, I am just a believer of my god - Zuoshang God. What does the supreme power in the world have to do with me? I can swear that if Zuoshang God escapes unscathed today, and he is willing to give in and respect the Holy Spirit, I will naturally follow my god to give in and respect the Holy Spirit. And if my god is unwilling to give in, then I will definitely follow it and fight to the end. If my god encounters misfortune today - I, Haotian priest Aputai, swear here -"

“I will spend the rest of my life avenging my God! I may not be worth mentioning, and I cannot hurt the Holy Spirit, but I will do my best to injure its wings…” His eyes turned, and all he saw were the wings of the Holy Spirit, including the Priest Songtian, “and then I will choose a way to die that can best injure it. This is my oath, and all the gods above, bear witness to me, I will definitely do what I say!”

His words were so powerful that the believers lost their momentum and were unable to speak. Lian Songtian also looked a little gloomy, as if he was thinking about something, and did not open his mouth to retort.

However, things would not change just because of his impassioned speech. Just a moment after he spoke, there was a click.

The statue of the god on the upper left is cracked.

The upper left god has fallen!

Haotian's face suddenly turned pale, his body swayed slightly, and he stared at Songtian and said, "I...will keep my word!"

Song Tian suddenly looked ferocious, not excited or angry, but hysterical, and shouted: "The whimpering of a defeated dog is not worth mentioning! Do you want to attack? Come on now, all of us believers are here, try to touch me?"

Haotian had a gloomy face, his aura was condensed, and the hall was suddenly filled with thunder and lightning!

Song Tian laughed loudly and said, "Nothing special. We are all divine warriors who rely on divine power. Without your divine power, you are nothing but a stray dog ​​on the roadside. Your strength is so low and ridiculous. What a chief high priest, it's not worth mentioning!"

Over there, Zhen Jian and Qian Jian exchanged glances, asking if we should help out? Qian Jian nodded slightly.

  But at this moment—crack!

There were two more sounds, and the two statues cracked at the same time, one was the upper right god, and the other was - the Holy Spirit!

The world fell completely silent. The faces of the Holy Spirit believers were filled with disbelief.

Zhen Jian saw from a distance that the two statues had only cracked a little, but not completely cracked. He didn't know what was going on, so he said, "The one that's half-cracked, is it that they're seriously injured but not dead?"

Qian Jian nodded and said, "It happened at the same time... Judging from the situation, it is possible that the two of them are fighting to the death. Now they are both seriously injured. Whoever loses will die."

Because all the demons were silent, his voice stood out particularly well, and naturally sounded authoritative to the bewildered ears of the believers.

Some believers screamed, "How can the Right God be a match for our God? Our God will win!"

At one moment, all the believers shouted, "We will win!" Some even crossed their fingers and murmured prayers.

As the believers were eagerly waiting, there was a loud "crack" and the statue of the upper right god completely cracked.

The upper right god has fallen!

  The Holy Spirit won this battle!

A deafening cheer erupted in the temple, and the cry of "Long live" was like a tsunami!

On the other side, the High Priest Songtian had a distorted expression, seemingly happy, but also with some strange emotions. He suddenly seemed to have sensed something and shouted, "Worship quickly! The Holy Spirit has descended!"

(End of this chapter)