Douluo's Summoner

Chapter 185 Holy Maiden, Finale
early morning.

In Mu Qing's bedroom, Zhu Zhuqing helped him organize his clothes.

"What did you say to my dad?" Mu Qing asked in a low voice.

"I didn't say anything, I just went to see if Uncle and the others are doing well." Zhu Zhuqing said with a smile.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, Mu Qing suddenly felt a headache.

Just had lunch yesterday afternoon.Mu Lian found it.He took Mu Qing's hand and said a lot.The meaning behind the words.Just don't let Zhu Zhuqing down.He also said how good Zhu Zhuqing was.

What can Mu Qing do?That's Dad, one of the closest people.

He reached out his hand and tapped Zhu Zhuqing's forehead.Mu Qing said angrily, "Forget it, I will forgive you this time, and next time, I will"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qing couldn't continue.

Zhu Zhuqing put down his hands, took a few steps back, sized Mu Qing up, nodded, and said, "Okay."

With a wave of his sleeves, Mu Qing sighed.Open the door and walk out of the room!
Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth and secretly smiled.Followed briskly behind him.

On the square outside, countless believers have already started to enter.

Knights Templar, Knights of Retribution.The two ten thousand knights were all dispatched.Protect the Death City and the Temple.To prevent nightmarishers from disrupting the ceremony.

Even the Arbitration Knights under Mo Mei sent 3000 people.Defend the Holy City, Death City!
The entire holy city has been in a carnival since yesterday.Countless believers took to the streets.welcome the return of the Lord.

The gate of the temple opened slowly.

Crash, the believers in the square fell to their knees slowly like ocean waves.

Mu Qing was dressed in a pitch-black robe, holding the book of souls in the palm of his right hand.In his left hand he holds a small Death Scythe.Step out of the temple slowly.

Cheers rang out.Countless believers, devout prayers.Hope to get Mu Qing's asylum.

The next moment, the book of souls flew up slowly, spinning and circling slowly above Mu Qing's head.Countless milky white rays of light spilled out.Light up the entire square.A platinum-gold soul ring rose slowly under Mu Qing's feet.In the square, muffled prayers sounded.

The prayers in the spirit ring were intertwined with the prayers of the believers in the square.Set off Mu Qing's straight body.The atmosphere of the grand ceremony was completely pushed to a climax.

Mu Qing held the death scythe with his left hand, and slowly swung it out.

Behind him, a pitch-black portal slowly appeared.

Through the portal, a world appears in the eyes of everyone.In that world, what flows in the river is not river water, but milky white milk, and what grows on the tree is not fruit, but bread.Countless souls live in it.Take it easy!
On the high mountain, amidst countless lights, a throne appeared in front of everyone.

"Life has an end, but the god of death lives forever!" Mu Qing whispered.

His voice is not high.But the sound spread throughout the square!
The believers leaned down and murmured in a low voice, "Life has an end, but death lives forever!" '

"Those who believe in me will enter my God Realm after death and enjoy eternal life!"

"My lord!"

The atmosphere in the square became more and more solemn.Countless believers knelt on the ground, calling for Mu Qing!

"Loyal believers will be rewarded by me!" Mu Qing whispered.The death sickle in his left hand swung out again.Countless milky white rays of light enveloped the square.The believers who should be blessed felt the huge and warm divine power slowly pouring into their bodies.Improve their strength.

"My lord!"

Looking at everything in the square, Chen Xin's teeth suddenly became sour.This is the religion of death?This is Mu Qing?
Countless beliefs are like dense threads, one end is connected to believers, and the other end is connected to Mu Qing.He set off like a god like a demon!A huge aura enveloped the entire square.This breath was exactly what Mu Qing exuded.However, such a huge breath is warm and soft.Not only did it not bring pressure to Chen Xin, but on the contrary, there was a faint impulse in his heart.Convert!
But the pride of his title made him resist this feeling.

The blessing is over.Ning Rongrong walked out slowly from the gate of the temple.She was dressed in a pitch-black robe, and on the robe was embroidered with the same pattern as Zhu Zhuqing's with silver thread.

Mu Chun and Mu Xia supported her.Slowly came to Mu Qing.

Ning Rongrong knelt down on one knee.

Mu Qing reached out and pressed her forehead.He said in a low voice, "Here, I will give you the status of a saint, and walk in the world!" A golden energy slowly gushed out from the palm of her hand, and planted a divine seal on her forehead.Afterwards, Mu Qing slowly mentioned.Make room!
Zhu Zhuqing came over, took a wreath made of fresh flowers, and put it on Ning Rongrong's head.He said in a low voice, "Here, I will crown you as the pope! From today onwards, you will become the saint of the Reaper Cult." After finishing speaking, she gave up her seat and retreated behind Mu Qing.

The believers slowly raised their heads and looked at everything in front of the temple.eager eyes.

Ning Rongrong got up slowly and walked to the front.Open your arms and look at the believers.He said calmly, "I, Ning Rongrong. A lost lamb, a follower of the Lord. I will follow the Lord's instruction, become a saint, and serve my Lord!"

"Saint!" The cheers sounded again.

The next moment, Mu Qing raised his hand, and in the portal behind him, countless divine lights fell on Ning Rongrong.Her breath kept rising, rising again.

Soon, Ning Rongrong reached level seventy!

"My lord!"

A huge ray of light illuminates the entire square, and then illuminates the entire City of Death.

On the street, in the house.All Mu Qing's believers in Death God City fell to their knees.Shout out Mu Qing's divine name!

The grand ceremony of the blessing ceremony is finally over.Under Mu Qing's will, Ning Rongrong became the new saint of the Death God Cult.And, got a god bestowed soul ring.Prepare to break through and become a soul saint!
On the throne of the temple, Mu Qing sat there, and Zhu Zhuqing stood beside him.The two looked at Chen Xin and Gu Rong below.

"So urgent?" After a long time, Mu Qing finally spoke!

The two came to say goodbye.Ning Rongrong became the Saintess of Death Sect.Then, it is time to pay the price that needs to be paid, or the dowry of joining the Death Cult.

As soon as the blessing ceremony was over, Chen Xin brought Gu Rong to find Mu Qing.He bid farewell and left, preparing to gather the remaining forces of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School on the mainland.

"Ah Qing, time waits for no one. The sooner we finish it, the sooner we can prepare to face the Wuhun Temple! Isn't it?" Chen Xin smiled and said!
Nodding his head, Mu Qing said, "That's good! If that's the case, I won't keep you. However, after all, I'm doing things for the Reaper Cult. I still need the status I should have." After finishing speaking, Mu Qing waved his hand, The two tokens slowly fell into the hands of Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

It is the token of the Keqing elders of the death religion.

In the token, there is a consciousness of Mu Qing.As long as they are members of the Death Sect and Mu Qing's followers.As soon as the token comes out, you can feel it.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong took the token.Say goodbye and leave.

Looking at the backs of the two.Zhu Zhuqing whispered, "Is this the end?"

(End of this chapter)