Xumi: I and the treasure-stealing weasel killed our way through the Church of the Lord

Shrouded in the smoke and dust brought by the falling giant arms, the dishevelled scholars ran hurriedly on the chaotic streets.

"How is it possible that Lord Khawaja could die here?!"

"Why is there no instruction in the void? Where are the remaining three sages?"

Kolk looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

He never dreams, but at this moment he desperately hopes that he is in a weird nightmare.

The sages had clearly vowed to the scholars of the House of Lords this morning that they would personally resolve this sudden crisis.

But now, just a few hours later, their bodies turned into a pool of blood in front of Caulk.

I can't figure out what happened.

Kolk could only try his best to stay away from the mountain-like monster behind him.

He had never believed in gods before, but at this moment he hoped that the little auspicious grass king that only existed in the classics could save Mount Sumeru, which was like a hell on earth.

As the Ruins Colossus began to move, even though the opponent did not use the Kanreya standard energy weapons equipped on it, it only relied on its huge body to instinctively destroy the buildings on the edge of the city.

But even so, the huge body of the statue itself is enough to bring infinite fear to the people of Xumi.

Even under the influence of the Court of Ordinances, the existence of the Little Auspicious Grass King has been downplayed to the point of being almost forgotten.

But in such a desperate situation, the people finally broke through the long-standing mindset and freed themselves from blind obedience to the sages. They spontaneously remembered the god who had protected Mount Sumeru for 500 years.

In a peaceful environment, the existence of gods always seems to be somewhat dispensable.

But only when faced with such a desperate disaster,

The people finally realized that since ancient times, it was not the gods that needed the country, but the country that needed the protection of the gods.

"Lord Little Auspicious Grass King, we sincerely beg you, if you can see this hellish scene on earth, please lend a helping hand to us fools. We will atone for our previous indifference to you in the days to come!"

In such a desperate atmosphere, the people who had always obeyed the Decree House,

He finally broke away from the so-called rational and objective way of thinking promoted by the sages, and made a prayer from the bottom of his heart to the gods whom he had ignored for 500 years.

Although his three colleagues were crushed into a bloody mess by the Colossus,

But after the shock, Hazard found that he seemed to be protected by the god of luck.

The Colossus only killed the three sages who approached him, and had no interest in attacking him who was not far away.

Hazard, who was still in shock, felt his legs and feet going weak. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed to calm his frightened heart.

But even in such an unfavorable situation,

Azar looked at the panicked people in front of him who only knew how to ask God for salvation, and he still despised their ignorance from the bottom of his heart.

After observing his surroundings, the great sage, whose legs were trembling, chose a direction opposite to the crowd and began to flee towards his research base in Lidu Valley.

——They didn’t even know that the Kanreya mechas can detect the magnetic field of nearby life and launch attacks on the areas with the densest concentration of life. They are indeed a group of hopeless idiots.

Hazard, pleased with his own 'wisdom', apparently did not notice that as he began his escape,

It's like an accidental coincidence.

The wall of a building destroyed by the Colossus was thrown high into the air because it was under such tremendous force.

This wall was made of fine materials and it was obvious that it belonged to a wealthy family in the past. It fell rapidly from the sky in the direction where Azar fled, accompanied by a howling wind.

"Whoosh-"

Hearing the sound of wind behind him, Hazard couldn't help but look back with a bad feeling, but he only saw a gradually expanding shadow.

He was extremely terrified and tried his best to dodge, but his body, which had been pampered for many years and was too old, was obviously unable to execute the orders in his mind.

"boom--"

Accompanied by a loud roar, the solid wall hit Hazard's lower body hard as he was unable to dodge.

The huge impact force made the great sage's mind confused.

During the brief "shock state", Hazard did not feel any severe pain.

But the calm was only temporary. After just a moment, as the effect of hormones in the body faded, the pain that had been blocked before began to surge in waves like a tide.

The physical pain almost made Hazard faint.

Having suffered such severe trauma, he should have lost consciousness long ago.

But as if being protected by an unknown existence,

At this moment, the great sage felt more awake than ever before.

Due to the large amount of blood loss, Hazard began to feel weak and dizzy.

His heart was beating faster than ever before and breathing became very difficult.

Knowing that he was suffering from severe blood loss, even in the pain that was enough to make a person faint, Hazard still felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

——The success of the God-building Plan was clearly before his eyes, how could he fall here and die at the hands of a mysteriously resurrected Kanreya antique? ! !

But even the strongest willpower could not prevent the confusion and fainting caused by excessive blood loss.

With the blessing of an unknown existence, Hazard was "fortunately" able to clearly experience the process of his life gradually slipping away.

In extreme despair, he would rather die in a daze at the beginning than give himself false hope as before, but then take it away again when he was about to escape successfully.

In the final moments of death,

He felt that death was waving at him, and he seemed to see the figure of a young man in the chaos.

Accompanied by the faint green light and the unprecedented severe pain, Hazard finally lost his last consciousness and fell into a coma as he wished.

Chapter 97 God's Dream

After arriving at Xumi City, Lin Feng has always chosen to let the ruins colossus destroy the buildings of Xumi City with the minimum effort.

But maybe Hazard was just too unlucky.

Lin Feng had clearly deliberately thrown the building debris towards an area with sparse crowds, yet he was still hit exactly.

Lin Feng felt speechless that he could encounter such a tiny chance.

But I can think of the "Teyvat version of the unequal treaty" that I saw through his perspective before.

Lin Feng also felt that perhaps this was what he deserved.

But for Hazard, the main culprit, it would be too early for him to leave the game just because of the chaotic situation.

With all the "merits" he has made for Xumi, he deserves a better ending.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng cast a powerful healing spell on the great sage who was like a dead dog in front of him, and used vines to drag him out from under the building debris.

"Humph"

The intense pain that his body felt in a short period of time caused the disheveled Hazard to twitch unconsciously.

But looking at Hazard, who was still thinking about his bullshit "God-making plan" in his mind even in pain,

Lin Feng, who calls himself a five-good youth of the new era, upholds the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, and presents a small gift to the unconscious sage in front of him.

"Humph"

With a slight groan, Hazard, who had lost consciousness in despair, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

!!!

As if awakened from a nightmare, the noble sage woke up trembling from his luxurious wooden bed.

"Whoosh whoosh"

Swallowing the air in front of him in big gulps, Azar, who had never worn a void terminal before, felt as if he had just experienced the deepest despair in a dream.

Although I don’t believe like those fooled untouchables that having no dreams is a symbol of wisdom and maturity.

But just now, for a moment, he felt that not having dreams might not be a bad thing.

He shook his head, distracting himself from the absurd dream of Xumi City being breached by the enemy.

Hazard calmed down his still frightened heart and decided to wash up carefully and then attend the celebration party for the success of today's god-making plan in the most perfect condition.

He skillfully came to the office in the corner of the Palace of Wisdom, took out the authority certification card representing his identity as a great sage, boarded the spherical mobile device, and went to his secret research base in the Lidu Valley through the secret passage in the Academy of Orders.

Different from the busy scenes in the past, the researchers who remain here now all have fanatical expressions on their faces.

——The only thing left is the injection of God’s canned knowledge, and they will be able to complete the great research of the House of the Decrees that has lasted for hundreds of years.

Creating a god in human form will be a supreme feat that will be engraved in the history of Teyvat!

As the leader of the research, Azar is naturally one of these fanatics.

Ever since the departure of the Great Compassionate Tree King, without the guidance of the gods, the Ordinance House has been standing still for too long.

——For 500 years, no researcher has ever made a qualitative breakthrough in his or her field.

Countless research results continue to emerge, allowing the House of the Decrees to maintain its superficial prosperity.

But only the wise men knew that after the departure of the Great Compassionate Tree King, they had lost their ability to create and could only continue to explore based on the research results of their predecessors and obtain some insignificant achievements.

This situation, which is considered desperate for scholars, will finally come to an end today!

"The Sage Who Created Gods" will be a new and great title that Azar will obtain after "The Great Sage", which will be engraved in the history of the House of the Decrees.

The sages who participated in the God-making Project did not care who their gods were.

They see the gods merely as tools to harness their wisdom and power.

——"Omniscient and omnipotent" is how the classics describe the gods. But for a scholar, these four words are tantamount to a curse that can make one's blood burn.

In front of God, humans are so foolish.

But if one can create a god at the pinnacle of wisdom with an ordinary body, then that would be the most powerful exploration made by the sages into the possibilities of human identity!

"Sage, all the 'canned knowledge of the gods' has been prepared. Now all that is left is to inject this knowledge into the consciousness of the new god so that he can master the power of 'wisdom'."

After Azar arrived, the enthusiastic researcher left the experimental table and approached the great sage who was looking up at their final results.

"After the unanimous decision of the sages, this final and most crucial button can only be pressed by you, who has participated in the entire experiment!"

"Don't be so reserved. After today, the names of all of us who created the new God will be recorded in the most prominent page of the history of the Ordinance House."

Hazard's tone was calmer than ever before, but his uncontrollable anticipation still brought him to the final experimental table.

Looking at the bright red button in front of him, the great sage, with trembling hands, pressed it heavily in front of everyone's expectant gazes.

"Om-"

With the sound of the machine starting up, countless bright red canned knowledge of the gods was injected into the mind of the new god.

The gigantic mechanical god slowly stood up in front of the sages. The extremely powerful sense of oppression made all the researchers who witnessed this scene unable to suppress their shouting.

"Haha, finally I succeeded!"

"God! This is undoubtedly the real God!"

"."

"Everyone, we have successfully created God. Next..."

Azar and the other wise men also planned to say something at this moment that was destined to go down in history.

But before they could finish their words, they noticed that the researchers in front of them all showed expressions of horror.

They looked back in confusion, but they only saw the god they regarded as a "tool".

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he raised high up the streamlined and graceful upper limbs that had just been praised. With the roar of the body's movement, he brought what could be called "equal" death to all the "ants" that appeared in front of him.

"Do not--!!!"

"how so!!"

The all too familiar feeling of despair came back again.

As the arm of the new god falls, before the darkness of death comes,

The sages only heard a word that sounded like a judgment from the mouth of the mecha-like god in front of them.

This tone was extremely familiar to the people around them, and they had even heard it just now.

——That is the contempt of the wise for the foolish, and the scorn of the extraordinary for the mediocre.