The world doesn't need succubus to save

Chapter 425 Faith
"O great god! Please give instructions to your humble and pious servant."

In a room full of wilderness and accessories reminiscent of shamans, a figure in a worn-out robe raised his hands high.

There is no bare skin, and the weird man with gray-yellow bandages on his arms is talking to the statue:

"Please tell me, which god has fallen? And who is the blasphemer?"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and stroked the crystal ball in front of him with both hands back and forth.

But the crystal ball did not respond.

"Why can't I see any revelation?"

The weirdo was silent for a moment, then lowered his head feebly.

!!!

"Why... why, why! Why!?"

Click!

The sound of glass shattering sounded, and a crystal ball of extremely high purity was directly smashed by him.

"Where the hell!?"

The expensive crystal ball, which could have been comparable to a legendary item, was destroyed like this, but the weirdo didn't care at all.

"No!!! This is absolutely not possible!"

Instead, he reached out and grabbed one of the sharp crystal shards, and plunged it into his palm!

Blood gushed out from it, staining the shattered crystal ball red.

"I pay the price with my blood, please watch me!"

hum-

Suddenly, the unresponsive crystal ball had a different change, emitting a bright red light!
"Hahahahaha! It's really useful!"

Seeing this change, the weirdo let out a maniacal laugh. He laughed and poked another crystal into his thigh.

"Yes! That's it! That's it! Give me more information..."

It wasn't in the space, but directly appeared in the mind of the weirdo.

In the blurry scene, the sky is full of messy lights.

He saw many people, different heights and shapes, but they were running, chasing after the same figure.

The strange man's pupils were wide open, and he tried hard to figure out who was in front of those people, but he couldn't see clearly, his eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of fog.

"More!"

Just when the picture was about to blur, madness appeared in his eyes!

"More!!!"

The weirdo pulled out the crystal that had been inserted into the center of his palm, and then stabbed hard at his heart without hesitation.

"I! Cough cough cough! I beg your mercy at the price of my life!"

As if the gods really heard his prayer, the picture in front of him began to become clear.

He saw the faces of those people clearly!

Old people, young people, men, women... They wear costumes of different eras and have various organizations on their bodies.

"Human beings are human beings again, damn Watchers!"

Time and time again, they sabotaged their great plans and delayed the recovery of the gods!

It is humans who have driven them into such a miserable situation.

"Damn humans, the enemy of all things!"

Now they dare to do such a blasphemous act of slaughtering the gods. What kind of despicable means did they use to do such a thing?
"You will definitely pay the price for this, I will let you understand how heavy the price of blasphemy will be!"

The weirdo spurted blood from his mouth and wet the shards of the crystal ball, but he didn't care and still laughed loudly.

But just when he was about to see the front of the shadow and see the face clearly, he suddenly heard a chuckle.

There was a mocking laugh.

【Ha ha. 】

There was no sarcasm, only such a chuckle with unknown meaning, but it stopped all the movements of the weirdo.

clack clack...

The fragments of the crystal ball inserted into his body exploded the next moment.

"Pfft! No!!!"

At the same time, the enlightenment he obtained after paying a lot of blood and at a very high price just disappeared, and he could no longer see clearly.

"what……"

As if the spiritual brilliance contained in it had been directly swallowed up, the crystal ball no longer responded.

"What? What the hell happened?"

When the weirdo's glazed eyes saw the shattered crystal ball, he froze, then fell heavily to his knees in disbelief.

"No more? No more... the divinity bestowed by our Lord!?"

The energy contained in the crystal ball disappeared, only to become a pile of useless fine residue.

"It's all over."

Not only is the divinity gone, but the only hope in his heart has also disappeared!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Regardless of his injury, he looked up to the sky like a wounded beast, venting frantically.

The magic power of the swelling explosion surged out, shattering everything in front of him.

"My dear Lord! Why can't you give some instruction to your foolish believers?"

Black blood poured out of the big hole left in his chest, soaking the ground.

He tore his hair in pain, wailed and shed tears, and knelt down to pray to the statue in front of him.

"My Lord! Please have mercy on your ethnic group. Your humble believers are here to pray to you. We really need you to show us the way forward."

As usual, the idol didn't react in any way, it just kept its original movement and looked at him quietly.

"Have you really abandoned us?"

Despair hung over the weirdo.

Because he knew very well that this time, his master would not reply to him either.

Never again, he has done unforgivable things and will be given up by the Lord.

And with the failure of his last prayer, his life is coming to an end.

"My lord! I'm sorry for you, I can't wait for your return!"

After falling down heavily, the strange man lay in front of the statue, a large amount of blood flowed out of his body, and his body gradually became cold.

But when the weirdo collapsed, he didn't notice.

When he was about to die, the statue in front of him lost all function and turned into a lifeless statue for thousands of years, suddenly there was a flash of brilliance.

That idol seemed to be quietly watching the tragedy in front of him.

It's just that those gazes are too...

indifferent.

……

……

"Looking at this, the prophecy of Lord Shaman of the Forest should have failed."

Listening to the painful wailing coming from the other side and feeling the rapidly declining vitality after the magic power got out of control, the extremely young Legend sighed.

"His reaction should be that he didn't get the revelation he wanted? Tsk, I said he should have given up a long time ago. He has been trying for so many years."

Beside him, the seemingly old Legend silently glanced at him, and said indifferently:
"This is faith, and you shouldn't mock a believer with firm faith."

And the young Legend shook his head, nonchalantly talking to himself:
"Maybe, but I really can't understand why he is willing to sacrifice his life so meaninglessly... Tsk, let's continue now?"

Shaking his head, the old legend sighed.

The legend of the new generation has never seen the majesty of the gods, and the belief is not pure...

But he didn't explain any more, just said indifferently:
"No, we are waiting for the instructions of Lord Saint. We must not initiate the ceremony until we find out the truth of the matter."

Spreading his hands, the young legend shrugged and smiled:

"alright."

He looked at the battlefield under his feet, his eyes full of morbid tyranny.

"Then let you struggle for a while."

And in the battlefield, there is a figure familiar to Ning Feng, who is stubbornly resisting...

　Looking at this book today, I was distorted with envy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)