The Journey of Creation from Illusion to Reality

Chapter 253 Angel blocks the road
"heresy."

The first time he saw this person, God's face became solemn and he spoke coldly.

"Stop it, don't always be a heretic. This ancestor is not the evil god from another world. He has not really come to this world yet. Maybe he came earlier than you. What can you do to me?"

The middle-aged man in blood-red robes, the Patriarch of Styx, immediately interrupted God when he spoke.

"What is your purpose here?"

Hearing the arrogant words of Patriarch Styx, God couldn't help frowning, and after a slight silence, he asked patiently.

"You don't have to look like that, I'm not here to steal your faith from you.

This ancestor came here because of the gods from other worlds who want to come and control the rules of blood. It's a pity."

Seeing God's protective appearance, the Styx Ancestor was a little disdainful. If he hadn't felt it, there were fluctuations in the power of the rules of blood.

The ancestors of Styx would not be thousands of miles apart, feel the blood of those who died here, and come to form an incarnation with their spiritual thoughts.

Unfortunately.
He was still one step too late.

Although after such a long time, Patriarch Styx's Blood Avenue has gradually begun to adapt to Blue Star's rules.

In other words, they have adapted to each other. Blue Star's rules of heaven and earth have also accepted the blood path of Ancestor Styx.

Therefore, Ancestor Styx is already able to use part of his own power on Blue Star.

Only then can we perceive the rules of blood leaked when the Scarlet Lord built the passage in order to descend.

Only then can the blood of the people who died here be gathered to build a blood shadow clone, which can directly come to this place across thousands of miles away.

However, this is not the prehistoric world after all, and his avenue of blood does not really cross Blue Star.

If you want to cross such a long distance and come directly, it will inevitably take some preparation time.

And it was during this period that the descending channel constructed by the Scarlet Lord, the owner of the Rule of Blood, had been completely obliterated by God.

However, he will not gain nothing.
Ancestor Styx raised his head, his eyes glowed with blood, and looked into the distance.
"Holy Light, I will take care of the remaining little mouse for you, haha."

Ancestor Styx laughed loudly, and without waiting for God to reply, his figure collapsed and turned into a small river of blood, flowing into the distance.

Although the speed at which the river of blood flows does not seem to be fast.

However, in the blink of an eye, the river of blood transformed by Patriarch Styx had already disappeared before God's eyes.

God did not stop the Styx Ancestor's actions, but his eyes flickered, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he tried hard to remember something.
God always feels that the aura of Patriarch Styx has a faint sense of familiarity
Max endured the pain in his body, and quickly galloped forward, desperately fleeing forward.

Because he clearly knew that once God and the scarlet master he believed in decided the winner, he would inevitably die.

After all, judging from the previous situation, the Scarlet Lord who has not arrived will not be God's opponent in any case.

After God wins, he will definitely not mind and wipe out this ant-like pagan.

If it was for the gods he believed in, he would be happy to die.

However, now that he is dead, he is really worthless. On the contrary, it may cause the Scarlet Lord to no longer be able to come to the world and cleanse this dirty world.

Therefore, he must live, and he must perform sacrificial sacrifices again to summon the arrival of the Scarlet Lord.

Thinking of this, Max's figure couldn't help but become a little faster, and a series of blood-red afterimages kept flashing behind him.However.
Just after escaping from this small town, Max's feet stopped suddenly, and under the inertia, they sank directly into the ground under their feet, plowing out a long ravine.

Looking ahead at the Angel of Holy Light hovering in mid-air, Max couldn't help but lick his dry lips, feeling cold and bitter in his heart.

No wonder that God had no reaction to his departure. It turned out that he had been waiting for him here for a long time.

Also, doesn't the Holy See of Light already have many angels of Holy Light descending?

And now, that God has been fighting with his own master for a long time. How could these angels not react at all?
I'm afraid there have been many angels coming here, just waiting for me to come to the door on my own initiative.

However, even if he died, he would not let this angel have an easy life.
Max's eyes were sharp, and the scarlet power surged in his body, gathering bit by bit. Under the control of his mind, he began to communicate with the scarlet lord who existed in the other world.

As the chief priest of the Scarlet Lord, Max naturally has special means to directly communicate and sacrifice to the Scarlet Lord.

However, if he wanted to do this, the sacrifice would be himself.

Max would naturally not be able to use this method unless necessary, as this would cost lives.

He can die for the Scarlet Lord he believes in, but that doesn't mean that he is unwilling to live.

But right now, it seems there is no other choice.
Maybe after this sacrifice, I can really make the Scarlet Lord come.

After all, here are just some of the lowest angels, who are naturally much stronger than themselves, but if the Scarlet Lord comes, they will not be able to compare with them, and they will definitely be able to get rid of them easily.

Although this is at the cost of his own life, it is already worth it if he can let the Scarlet Lord come.

And maybe, remembering his credit, the scarlet lord used his supernatural powers to revive him.

"The pagans who have turned their backs on the world should be punished by God!"

Looking at Max in front of him, the angel of holy light wearing two wings, there was no fluctuation or emotion in his eyes, but he had the instinctive mission to purify and eliminate the heretics in front of him.

"Clang~clang~!"

"Om~!"

The Holy Light Angel fiercely pulled out the angel sword and raised it high above his head. With a buzzing sound, the angel sword suddenly burst into dazzling holy light.

As the Holy Light Angel slashed hard, a Holy Light Sword Qi full of purifying and holy aura slashed directly towards Max.

"Damn!"

Max cursed in his heart, shouldn't this angel catch him and interrogate him for information about the Scarlet Lord?Why is this so directly turned on?He wasn't ready to sacrifice yet.

However, he has no other option now. He no longer cares about continuing to perform sacrifices. He can only do his best to dodge, trying to avoid the attack of the holy light sword energy.

"Ah~!."

Max screamed, covering his broken arm, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

But even though he lost an arm, he finally saved his life.

"Blood~!"

Max's eyes were fierce, and he waved his severed arm directly. The blood spurting out from his severed arm suddenly formed a strange pattern, covering it directly.

(End of this chapter)