The Journey of Creation from Illusion to Reality

Chapter 251 The Self-Sacrifice of the Evil God Cultist

However, even at the beginning, the competition in strength between the two sides was just about equal.

However, the power of Holy Light has many believers and the power of faith accumulated over the years as support, so it is naturally full of stamina and endless.

The Scarlet Lord's power is somewhat lacking in stamina. He has arrived from across the world, and in Blue Star, he doesn't have many followers.

How much power can the faith of Max and his followers and the sacrifices they offer produce?
After God fully exerts his power, extracts a large amount of the power of faith, and continuously converts it into the power of holy light.

Slowly, the Scarlet Lord's power began to show signs of insufficient stamina, and it began to retreat bit by bit.

Wherever it comes into contact with the power of God's holy light, it begins to rapidly decompose and melt like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

On the altar, the scarlet vortex that continuously emitted power began to fluctuate continuously, and the power emitted was even more intermittent.

Seeing this scene, Max couldn't help but feel slightly panicked.

How could this be?
How could God come suddenly?

what should I do?
Damn it! If our Lord hadn’t really come, how could he be less powerful than God?

That would definitely be able to directly crush God easily.
But he apparently forgot.
God, but he has not come in person!

If it were a fair and head-on confrontation, Max would be right to think so.

God is really not as far away as the Scarlet Lord.

But on Blue Star, even if both sides come to their true form, they are only half a dozen, and absolutely no one can do anything to the other.

what to do?what to do?what do I do?
Max shouted anxiously in his heart, dripping with cold sweat, desperately thinking of countermeasures.

For the coming of the Lord, Max is not afraid of death.

However, before the arrival of the Lord, he must not die, he must remain useful and try his best to welcome the arrival of the Scarlet Lord.

Inadvertently, when he glanced at the bloody robe he was wearing, Max's eyes flashed with light.

Without any hesitation, Max immediately stood up and turned to look at the many evil cultists behind him.

"The time has come to sacrifice your life for the Lord. You should use your own blood as a guide to welcome the coming of the Lord."

Many evil god believers looked at Max, then looked up at the area enveloped by the ever-compressing scarlet power, and finally looked at the ever-swaying scarlet vortex above the altar.

"For the Lord."

Most of the evil believers have fanatical eyes, as if being able to sacrifice their lives for the Scarlet Lord is their greatest honor.

Of course, the desire for survival is also deep in everyone's heart.

There are fanatical believers who are willing to give everything.

Naturally, there are also those who are not very willing to sacrifice their lives.
They are just cultists of the evil god, although they have been contaminated by the power of the evil god.

However, they are not the followers of the evil god who have been completely contaminated and have their minds distorted. They can sacrifice everything they have, including their lives and souls, for the evil god where they originate.

Naturally, it is impossible for all evil god believers to have the spirit to dedicate themselves to the evil god they believe in, and they also want to survive.

As for these evil cultists with wandering eyes and hesitation, Max had only one way to do it. "snort!"

Max snorted coldly, stretched out his hand forward, and streaks of scarlet power surged out from his palm, passing over the evil believers in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!."

There were dull explosions one after another, and the evil cultists who looked unwilling were exploded into balls of blood mist.

As Max retracted his palm, the clouds of blood mist, like blood-colored pythons, rushed towards Max one after another.

Then, under the guidance of Max, they rushed towards the bloody vortex above the altar.

"boom!"

With a dull roar, the bloody vortex that was already shaking and ready to break at any moment stabilized instantly.

The scarlet power transmitted from it has also stabilized and is no longer intermittent.

Seeing the bloody vortex that had stabilized but was only barely holding on, Max's eyes sharpened and he glanced at the many evil cultists behind him.

The evil believers immediately understood what Max meant and walked towards the altar consciously, with fanatical eyes and solemn expressions.

After arriving at the altar again, the man in blood robe who had made the sacrifice before naturally took out the dagger from his waist and slashed his wrist hard.

Immediately, there was gurgling blood gushing out along the wound on the wrist.
However, before the blood could flow downward, it was already above the altar. Under the pull of the bloody vortex, it flowed upward one after another and submerged into the bloody vortex, increasing the power of the bloody vortex.

Then, the evil god cultist handed the dagger in his hand to the evil god cultist beside him.

Without hesitation, the evil god cultist also slit his wrist with a dagger, not caring about the gurgling blood, but looking feverishly at the bloody vortex above.

It was as if one could see through the bloody vortex the scarlet world on the other side of the vortex, with endless mountains of bones standing tall and rivers of blood flowing.

And now, their bodies and souls are about to return to that world and become a part of it. This is their highest honor and lifelong pursuit.

Next, one evil god cultist after another slit their wrists, letting their blood flow out, growing the bloody vortex above.

And God, who had seen all this, his eyes became more and more indifferent and cold.

"What is wicked shall perish, and what is corrupt shall perish"

With the word of God, a soft holy light blooms
However, wherever this soft holy light passed, it seemed as if endless years had passed.

The earth weathered and turned into fine sand, and some remaining buildings, in just a few breaths, had completely decayed and turned into dust. The breeze blew gently, and then drifted away with the wind, leaving no trace left.

And when the holy light came into contact with the altar, a chemical reaction occurred instantly. A corner of the altar quickly decayed, and then turned into dust and fine sand, rustling down and scattered in the wind.

The cultist of the evil god who was standing at the altar in that corner also made a movement, as if his entire life and endless years had passed in just one moment.

The whole body aged rapidly, then stopped breathing, and gradually turned into a mummy.

Then, before it fell down, it had completely decayed and turned into powder. As the breeze blew by, it completely dissipated between the sky and the earth.

(End of this chapter)