The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 980

Having traveled on the surface of the stars for a long time and witnessed all kinds of vast and huge star activities, Allen felt the insignificance of individuals in front of the celestial body, and at the same time he was inevitably a little proud that he could connect with this magnificent creation.

Taking a deep breath, a courageous look flashed deep in Allen's eyes, and then his elegant and illusory figure sank, falling directly to the surface of the star flowing with endless bright or dark lava. Soon his figure was nowhere to be seen. Then disappeared into the lava.

Although it has been determined that the illusory body constructed by his mental power will not be harmed in the stars, after all, the magnificent power reflected by the stars is mysterious and unpredictable. The power of the Saint is as strong as Allen's in front of it. You are as weak as an ant, how can you guarantee your safety 100%! !

But after intuitively observing this star that was closely related to him, Allen's powerful intuition also vaguely sensed that there seemed to be something very important to him in the core of the star, brewing and growing, making him He couldn't help but be attracted by it and wanted to find out.

What kind of thing can exist in the core of a blazing star and be nurtured in this purgatory-like environment? And how did his huge power of faith, which tens of thousands of believers nurtured every day and night, disappear into the stars, and what kind of connection and impact did it have with this unknown thing?
  Allen didn't know what was going on inside the stars, but he really wanted to know about it. Now that he had embarked on the road to becoming a god, the necessary adventures and explorations would be an important guide and inspiration for his future. Now that he has something approaching Naturally, he would not give up the opportunity to observe this star from a distance.

As soon as his conscious body was immersed in the lava, Allen's subjective consciousness finally felt the unbearable high temperature. It was a kind of perceived heat that directly reflected the spiritual world. In an instant, Allen's physical body, which was thousands of miles away, was immediately sweated. The beads were soaked, and a bead-like curtain of turbid sweat dripped from the hem of the divine robe, falling to the ground.

The saint's powerful body shrank round and round at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was about to be evaporated into a dry and pleated mummy by an invisible force. However, in the surprised eyes of the guards who secretly observed Allen, the power of the saint's extraordinary body appeared. Allen placed a magnet in his position and began to madly absorb and devour the infinite natural energy. Then his body quickly recovered. As is.

No one knows what this unknown figure wearing the core divine robe is doing, but some members have quietly left this dark temple under the instructions of the guard commander in the temple to find a big shot who can preside over the matter.

Pain beyond what ordinary people can imagine writhed in Allen's consciousness. Fortunately, in his early years, Allen had a legendary expertise in mental aspects, which provided him with a strong will support point. After his consciousness gradually became familiar with the heat that sublimates all things, Allen was finally able to regain control of his consciousness and slowly swim proudly in this lava.

The eyes were filled with brilliant golden colors, as if he was in a world made of gold. Allen could only rely on his intuition and weak perception to sink little by little towards the core of the huge star. Time here, because of the loss of reference, was stretched very long, which also caused the torture of the spiritual world to be stretched infinitely until Allen felt numb.

The stars are not a place where nothing can be found. The deeper Allen goes into the core of the earth, the more he discovers fire elemental creatures exuding strong magical auras, wandering wantonly in this sea of ​​scalding lava, some of which are comparable to giants. An existence as powerful as Dragon Figueras, even far more powerful than its aura.

It's just that every time Allen's invisible body intersects with these elemental creatures, they are unaware of Allen's existence, let alone the white jade power of faith lingering around Allen.

Allen himself didn't realize that as he dived all the way, his invisible body had been filled and wrapped by masses of water-like power of faith. This was also the reason why he could exist in the core of the stars.

Until there was a sudden obstruction under his feet, as if he were standing on flat ground. It took Allen's sluggish mind more than ten breaths to react, and he quickly lowered his head to check the situation.

As Allen's thoughts moved, the surrounding golden lava began to stretch in all directions, and then opened up a huge arched space in front of Allen's eyes, directly separating the core of the star from the endless lava.

There was no time to sigh as to why the interior of the star would cater to his own thoughts and naturally undergo such miraculous changes. When the pure golden metal object with strong divine light under his feet filled Allen's eyes, the tenacious Allen couldn't bear it. I will be moved and shocked by it.

Even with Allen's huge mental perception, he couldn't see the full picture of the metal object under his feet. The only thing he could guess based on the slight curvature on its surface was that it should be an exaggeratedly huge metal sphere. And when Allen leaned down and rubbed the metal sphere with his hands, he could vaguely tell that the main component of this huge metal sphere should be precious metals like gold or even gold essence.

But soon, Allen retracted his judgment, because after he walked hundreds of meters on this huge sphere, he saw a silver-white texture growing naturally on the golden surface, constructing a complex but complex And a pattern full of mysterious rhythm.

There is a suppressed and obscure magical atmosphere in the silver-white metallic luster, and sometimes colorful lights appear and disappear in it.

There are not only silver-white textures or exposed mineral veins on the surface, but also other mineral veins with different properties that are continuously embedded in the earth, gray-white stones, red crystals, brown roots that are like sponges but very tough... …   As the area that Allen explored became larger and larger, the land before him became more and more incredible to him. This land and the various mineral veins associated with it did not have any traces of man-made things. But the various textures they constitute are full of mysterious magic. Even with Allen's shallow magic knowledge, flying high in the sky and overlooking just a corner of this vast land, his whole brain feels like it is down, with endless information. , setting off an endless turmoil in the sea of ​​consciousness in his poor brain.

Although there was a lot of information, it seemed to be encrypted. Allen exhausted his wisdom and was unable to understand a single bit of it. Finally, under the control of strong willpower, he finally removed the mysterious pattern that was doomed to death on the ground. look.

"puff!!!"

Allen's face turned deathly green. After he landed on the ground again, a mouthful of green blood transformed from Jingchun's spiritual power spurted out from his mouth. Before he could even land on the ground, it sublimated into pure energy. The entire land was absorbed into it.

The illusory body began to twist and turbulence, and finally suppressed the violent waves in the sea of ​​consciousness again. Allen's eyes showed a cautious look, and he no longer dared to look at the lines on the ground randomly. With just a cursory glance just now, his spiritual world almost fell into chaos and disorder, and he suffered a lot of damage. It was hard for Allen to imagine what would happen to him if he could really see the entire core pattern clearly. What are the consequences?

But this world fascinated him so much. This rare opportunity gave him a glimpse of the real side of the world. If he couldn't gain something, Allen would really be unwilling to do so.

Allen also had his own considerations why he wanted to come to this underground temple to practice this time.

While polishing recipes and cooking magic dishes in the Fortress of Fat, there was one time when Allen's cooking was clearly about to fail. The violent and turbulent energy was determined to be uncontrollable and was about to explode in the violent reaction of the ingredients. Suddenly, the chefs and scholars around him A little bit of milky white power of faith that only he could see flew out of his body, and like a swallow returning to its nest, it flew into the ingredients controlled by Allen's God of Cookery domain.

With the addition of these powers of faith, the violent energy suddenly became like a docile lamb, accepting Allen's control again, as if the previous scene was just Allen's illusion, and now this calm and gentle scene is real.

Allen believed what he saw with his own eyes. Afterwards, he carefully interrogated the dozens of tribesmen who had given birth to a little bit of the power of faith. After confirming that they were praying devoutly in their hearts for the success of the cooking, Allen regained his confidence in the power of faith. Gaining new understanding, it is inevitable that you will want to continue exploring the mystery of the power of faith.

After all, Allen's current individual strength is already the peak combat power that Feynman's world can withstand, and it is difficult to make further progress. And because the more he understands the underlying rules of Feynman's world, Allen's own tyrannical strength seems to be shackled, and it is difficult to have a chance to show his ambitions, making him always have a sense of powerlessness as a hero. .

Since the improvement of individual strength has temporarily lost the motivation and direction to move forward, it is just a logical choice to reinvest energy into the power of faith and the church that have been neglected for a long time.

White snow is flying in the golden sky, falling to the earth, and finally making little ripples and disappearing into the earth. This is the power of faith nurtured by the 70,000 believers of the God of Cookery Church every day and every night.

Allen stretched out his hand and gently held up a velvet-like snowflake. A picture of bugbears wearing off-white chef uniforms praying came into Allen's mind: ...the founder of gourmet food, the Green Field Plain Lord of the world, guardian of goblins, may your glory shine in all directions, protect your humble believers, may you enjoy...

With a slight wave of his palm, the power of faith that represented a certain devout believer flew out of Allen's palm, and then fell freely to the earth, and quietly merged into the golden golden body under Allen's eyes. In the metal earth.

Putting his hands on the ground that had swallowed the power of faith again, Allen's will began to connect with the spiritual power that had just been quietly integrated into the power of faith.

Although the difference between the power of faith integrating into the ground and his actions of putting his hands on the ground to feel the separated spiritual power is less than a breath, the separated spiritual power in Allen's perception now seems to be separated. Thousands of miles away, it seems that they are no longer on the same plane, and as time goes by, the connection between the two becomes weaker and weaker, until after more than ten breaths, Allen can no longer feel the spiritual power and faith. The existence of power.

(End of this chapter)