Building a Salvation Organization from Scratch

Chapter 93 Huh?This is the end? (Add more 111)

"Erlang God, Erlang God..."

While muttering the name of the heroic spirit, Chen Sheng headed towards the land of Sichuan and Chongqing.

I have to say that after collecting all three heroic spirit fragments, the first shot to recall the heroic spirit is Erlang Shen. It really feels like drawing a card to get an SSR.

Chen Sheng was naturally full of anticipation for Erlang, the heroic spirit who was about to return to Eternal Day.

According to the setting in the myths and legends, that is the God of War of the Three Realms who is tied with Brother Monkey.According to the settings in the organization's character design, that is also a fierce man who can control water and slay dragons.

Chen Sheng felt that the Heroic Spirit created by mixing these two settings would not disappoint him.

Yongzhou happens to have an extra general!There will not be a situation where he is the only one who can carry the burden.

Although he has barely trained the first batch of seven people now, it still seems like a drop in the bucket for the whole world.

Seven first-level members, plus a bunch of new members who will graduate from Dawn Academy in the future, are far from enough to maintain stability around the world.

A precious high-end combat power can play a big role in many cases.

While pondering, Chen Sheng suddenly looked in a certain direction with bright eyes.

"The crack in the abyss?"

"No, it's not the same!"

"But it is certain that there is a very strong abyssal atmosphere here."

"It's so close to sense it?!"

Chen Sheng frowned, and his slow pace suddenly accelerated.

Finally, after a long silence.

The abyss finally had some movement again.

Chen Sheng should have been able to perceive the general aura of the cracks in the abyss of half the planet.

But what appeared this time was obviously not a crack. The erosion of the abyss changed the way of erosion again, a method that would not be easily sensed by Chen Sheng.

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In Erwang Temple.

Erlang glanced silently at the clay statue, then turned and left without hesitation.

Erlang, who had never used extraordinary power after being recalled, now had a magic technique to hide his presence on his body at his fingertips.

Retrograde among the crowd.

Like a fork in the road that forces the river to diverge.

The passing crowd will subconsciously avoid him, but they will not notice him.

The old man who directed the stage behind the scenes, the tour guide with a group of tourists, the tourists who were taking pictures looking for the toilet...no one noticed him.

No one noticed him until he walked out of the Erwang Temple and came to the entrance on the hillside facing the Minjiang River.

Standing at the gate of Erwang Temple, looking at the place where the breath of the abyss came from in the distance, Erlang's eyes flashed complex thoughts.

As he just began to mobilize the extraordinary power.

The power of mythical belief accumulated over countless years began to try to change him.

The power accumulated by these mythological beliefs hadn't moved before, but when Erlang used spiritual magic techniques, he immediately went berserk.

They wanted him to be Erlang Shen.

I want him to be changed into another shape by the power of mythological beliefs accumulated over thousands of years.

Become the God of War of the Three Realms who carried the mountain to chase the sun, split the mountain to save his mother, and listened to the instructions but not the announcement.

However, the Eternal Day symbol in the depths of his spirituality is faintly glowing, blocking this process of change.

The personality of Li Jiaerlang, who controlled the water, joined Yongzhou, slashed the dragon, and turned into a heroic spirit, was not overwhelmed by the fictional personality of the sage and true monarch in the mythology.

On the contrary, it is Li Jiaerlang's personality, in the spiritual depths of the eternal day symbol shining light, with an overwhelming advantage overshadowing the personality of Xiansheng Zhenjun.

With the help of the eternal day symbol deep in Erlang's heart, the mythic power accumulated over thousands of years was transformed into a power that did not affect Erlang's personality, and was integrated into Erlang's body.

The fragmented and chaotic memory became clear at this moment.Although many memories are still fragmented, they are no longer as unreal as looking at flowers in a fog.

The spirituality that has been blinded by sleep for many years is shining brightly again at this moment.And this time's brilliance was tainted with too many mythological colors.

Erlang felt that his power, which was limited to level 3 spiritual power before he fell into a deep sleep, had faintly improved a little bit.

"Use the power of mythological beliefs to try to strengthen the sleeping heroic spirits of the organization?"

"It is indeed a great skill that Yong Zhou can use."

Erlang clenched his fists, feeling the different power at this moment and narrowed his eyes.

Not only has his strength become stronger, but the expression of his strength has also undergone some changes.

Although there is a risk of personality changes in this way, under the suppression of Yongzhou Sign, Erlang has nothing to do.

Erlang Zhenjun of Qingyuan Miaodao inherited multiple godheads of Guankou God, Li Erlang, and Zhao Erlang. He is the God of Water, God of War, and God of Plays.

But under the rule of Eternal Day, he will only be a god to protect mankind.

"Start now."

"Erlang God is me, I am not Erlang God."

A gleam flashed in Erlang's eyes.

The next moment, perhaps under the influence of that old man, Erlang's attire changed into the classic lotus lamp version of Erlang's god attire.

The shiny silver armor was completely different from the one he wore before.

He is plump and handsome, with bright eyes and white teeth, which makes people feel that he is fluttering and has a dusty appearance, and slowly has an astonishing appearance.

Between steps, the long distance is easily crossed in an instant.

In the next second, Erlang was walking on the water somewhere in Dujiangyan as if walking on flat ground.

Although the eyes between his brows were closed, Erlang could clearly feel the power contained in the river below his feet.

Not only the experience of water control, his amazing spiritual perception can also detect a strong breath of abyss from the river under his feet.

The outside world can't see what kind of power is hidden under the surface of the calm river.

This force obviously wants to lead the river to break its embankment, to lead the river that he had managed to riot into riots, and once again endanger the world.

But Erlang just stood here, and the water flow was as obedient as the extension of his arm, and it stabilized instantly.

With a slight stomp of his feet, the abyssal aura of chaos under the river disappeared into nothingness.

"Just like that?"

Erlang frowned.

He had just fused some of Erlang God's mythical powers and was about to show his strength, but the opponent was just a piece of garbage that disappeared with one breath.

It's just that I haven't seen it for thousands of years, has the abyss become so hip?

Erlang, who doesn't believe in evil, let some of the power in the eyebrows and the sky eyes faintly bless his spiritual perception, which strengthened his spiritual perception ability by countless times.

Then, he quickly scanned the river, trying to find out if there was something hidden in it, trying to find the source of the power that guides the river.

As a scenic spot near Dujiangyan, many tourists gather on the shore.

As one person suddenly noticed Erlang who did not know when he appeared in Jiangxin, the rest of the people also noticed.

A man in silver-white armor stood motionless in the middle of the river.Although they couldn't see it clearly, many people on the shore still subconsciously moved closer to watch the excitement.

"Fuck? Magic?"

"Floating on the water with light work?"

"Is there any activity in the scenic spot? I heard that the old man here likes to work hard."

"This outfit... Jiao Enjun?!"

The voices of emotion and shock are endless.

These tourists carrying big bags and small bags are all curiously looking at the picture in the center of the river.

The magic of walking people on the water is not uncommon, but since you can watch the magic while traveling, these tourists from all over the world naturally raised their mobile phones and approached the shore to join in the fun.

Chen Sheng, who was looking for his lost heroic spirit, also joined the crowd and watched the excitement.

(End of this chapter)