leading to the throne

Chapter 91
In the bedroom, Colin's body suddenly trembled.

In the corner of the room, Miss Pitty suddenly raised her head in a ball, her round cat eyes stared at Colin, and a faint colorful light flashed in her eyes.

"What's the situation? Someone is doing experiments again?"

Feeling the surging spiritual light in the stigmata on the high wall, Ke Lin was full of doubts and surprises. He naturally recalled the scenes of several spiritual blowouts after the paper was published.

But almost as soon as the thought arose, he realized that the situation was completely different from before.

Because, along with the gushing out of spirituality, there are still many vague scene fragments and intermittent whispers passing over——

He saw the social animal sitting on the tram, wearing a suit and holding a newspaper, looking down at the news about himself;
He saw a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and hands behind his back, standing in front of the newspaper column, reading a report about himself in a low voice;
He saw an old man wearing glasses and smoking a pipe, sitting in a rocking chair, chatting with his wife and browsing the news headlines about himself.

……

One piece after another, they are all related to the newspaper, they are all related to themselves, and they are all related to the exaggerated reports in the bizarre newspaper!
Accompanied by these fragments are many intermittent whispers——

"It's amazing... I've heard of... Colin Varlin..."

"...for so many years...have never been conquered...Colin Varlin..."

"Demonic disease... a terminal disease that brings doom... Colin Varlin... if true, he is an angel..."

"...Praise the Lord...Does this mean that my mother is saved...Come on...Colin Varlin..."

"So young...so queer...why is the ordinary Colin Varlin..."

Colin Varlin, Colin Varlin, Colin Varlin...

With each whisper, Colin heard his name in this world, uttered from the mouths of strangers. They were male and female, old and young, some poor, some rich, some sad, some The excitement of the world, the various forms and differences in the world, all come together!

The spewing spiritual light and soaring spirituality roared in Ke Lin's heart!

Doubt, excitement, surprise, joy, ecstasy, relief, uneasiness contained in scene fragments and whispers...

All kinds of emotions also spewed out!

The violent emotions gathered together, like a rushing river, rushing out of the stigmata, trying to impact Colin's consciousness, disturb his thinking, occupy his nature, and twist his mind!
Colin's consciousness, in front of this torrent, is like a candle in the strong wind, a lone boat in the waves, facing the strong wind and waves, it seems that he can only bear it passively, distorted by those external wills and emotions Original intention, to flatter, to satisfy, to respond!

but……

"Although this kind of impact is terrifying and strong, it is much worse than the few times I have faced with the terrorist will. It is too fragmented, too disorderly, and they are independent, and they are mutually restricted. Thoughts are completely affected..."

It was not the first time for Colin to face such a situation. He had experience, so even in the face of the impact of the violent wind and waves, his own consciousness was still tenacious.Moreover, in the final analysis, this is his consciousness space. On the premise that his own consciousness is not affected, as long as he is firm in his thoughts, he can suppress these chaotic emotions and thoughts!

However, just when he was about to try to suppress or even repel the chaos.

Suddenly, a little inspiration came to his mind, so Colin silently recited that sentence——

"May your thoughts rest peacefully in the underworld!"

The next moment, the pitch-black high wall trembled, and invisible ripples expanded, and the chaos was about to be suppressed!

But right now.

The bloody brilliance and colorful colors flickered in the sky of Colin's consciousness, and the chaotic fragments and whispers were drawn to gather in the sky, and finally gathered together to form a point.

The brilliance flickered, and the whisper was light.

There seemed to be an extra star in the sky of his consciousness.

Bloody and colorful halos linger around the stars, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"I don't understand the depths of my own consciousness more and more."

Feeling this scene, Colin thought about it.

At this moment, he thought a lot, about his specialness, some great existence, and other considerations.

Outside, Miss Petty lowered her cat head, and she regrouped.

the other side.

In the depths of Colin's consciousness, when everything is calm.

"It's really amazing!" A voice of admiration came from the prison in the north, "Great Holy Son, you can already absorb faith under the premise of only incomplete divinity! You are indeed a true saint!"

Hearing this voice, Colin suddenly came back to his senses, and his consciousness gathered on the northern cage.

The soul of "Doctor" Galmar Miller is in it.

"What is the incomplete divinity you are talking about? There is also the so-called absorption of faith," Colin was very vigilant, "Can you detect the changes here in the statue?"

"Are you sure you want to listen to my introduction?" Galma's soul chuckled, and then changed the topic, "Actually, you don't need to worry, this is your country, we can't struggle, the reason why we can detect that you are absorbing faith , because as your believer, when you are shining brightly, I am as humble as I, can feel your majesty, and feel terrified of it!"

"My followers?"

"Yes, of course I am your believer, because our old master has fallen, and the empty throne needs a new king to ascend!"

at the same time.

In Desai City, the brightly lit Nova Building.

Mr. Shelter, the president and editor-in-chief of New Star Media in the Old Continent, is sitting at his desk.

On the opposite side, a painting hanging on the wall was glowing with a strange glimmer.

The lines and colors in the painting are distorted, like a paint bucket being stirred by a stick, gradually outlining a chaotic vortex of colors!

The twilight is like water in a shower, constantly spraying out from the depths of the vortex, falling on Sherter's body, blending into his body, strengthening his body, and nourishing his spirituality!
Slowly growing spirituality makes the editor-in-chief Xinxing happy.

"Praise my lord, only your glory can bloom the most brilliant colors in the new generation, and let us experience the most wonderful life! Those ignorant lambs will become our food in your glory , praise you..."

The sound of praise came from his mouth, like the singing of a choir, reflecting the piety and joy in his heart.

But in the next second, a sudden change occurred!

The scattered brilliance changed suddenly, turning pale black, accompanied by a wave of anger, permeating the surroundings, and finally pouring into Shelter's body!
His whole body trembled with fear, his spirit went berserk, a mouthful of blood spewed out, black spots climbed up his cheeks, distortion and out of control grew in his body like a demon, and the joy on that face directly turned into fear!
"What's wrong? Why are you angry, my master!"

The majestic will poured into his mind with anger!
Shelter prostrated himself on the ground, tremblingly said: "Please calm down, I will definitely find out the blasphemer and sacrifice it to you!"

(End of this chapter)