Chapter 291

Then the gate opened wide, and smoke and brilliance like a tsunami poured out, submerging everyone.

They felt so good they almost groaned, everyone could feel the crazy leap of essence, the crazy expansion of the foundation.

Magic circuits were racing like wild dogs.

Until the picture inside the door gradually became clear, people's scorching faces suddenly stiffened, as if they had seen seven gods carrying Gaia to kill them, and they retreated repeatedly.

Holy crap.

This is not what was agreed upon.

Inside the door was a scene like a slaughterhouse of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with ancient gods hung upside down on magnificent stone pillars.

Skinning and dismantling bones, blood gathered into a pool.

The holy light was transformed from the aura overflowing from that blood pool.

186. The past is just nourishment, dismantling bones, splitting bodies, bleeding, and nailing souls in one go!

The curse from the gods was transmitted from the deep layer of the world.

The terrifying demonic shadows linking heaven and earth overflowed with almost substantive dark clouds, obsession unextinguished, hatred bone-deep, and the residue even formed roaring monsters.

Strands of curses and malice occupied, entangled, and bloomed, making people feel a bone-deep chill.

Even people all over the world, even across the screen, felt as if their souls were frozen.

Billions of people were stunned.

Kami.

Even if he doesn't think these are gods, such magnificent life forms are undoubtedly god-like existences to humans. In places around the world where the Sky Curtain hasn't appeared yet, there would definitely be countless cult groups fanatically shouting, regarding them as the descent of true gods.

And these corpses, no matter what their positioning was among the gods, even the lowest level was a natural disaster enough to destroy the world for them.

Now, magnificent existences were hung upside down on these sky-reaching stone pillars like dried bacon made by old farmers slaughtering pigs and bleeding them during the New Year.

So... what happened to the holiest place.

What happened to the feathering pool?

Even Kagura, the black-haired girl filled with hatred, couldn't help but show an expression of almost crying.

This hellish scroll, are you sure it's not hell?

This looks more like a Divine Tomb than the Divine Tomb outside, right?

Orochimaru's legs were shaking in extreme fear, but his eyes were scorching, staring fixedly at the magnificent corpses hanging upside down.

Afraid.

Really afraid.

That is the instinctive fear of facing higher-level life forms.

Just a trace of majesty remaining in the corpse fragments made every cell in him scream.

But...

The remains of gods!

What a temptation for a biological researcher like him?

Federation.

"So that's it..."

Data center.

Old Professor Elson, the minister of the newly established Folklore Mythology Department, muttered, his eyes filled with deep shock.

"What, Dr. Elson, what did you find?"

The head of the Melville family wiped cold sweat and asked casually.

Really scary.

Worthy of being the one who plays with world destruction at every turn.

This majesty is really piled up from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Too scary.

Elson looked lush with hair, and the academic atmosphere was very strong.

He looked to be in his forties, but in fact, he was almost seventy.

He had so many titles he couldn't be bothered to remember them, and he was a titan in the academic world. Seeing the big shots' gazes focus on him, his expression still had lingering fear: "In the past, I thought that even magic, even other transcendent systems, pay attention to the conservation of mass and energy, or equivalent exchange."

The big shots nodded.

Condensing magic power extracts life force and spiritual power, and other systems seem to be about the same.

"Growing lush vegetation requires compost, and the nutrition needed for the healthy growth of human infants is also massive, so..."

He looked at the Holy Spirit in the picture, his pupils trembling: "What does it take to become such a beautiful and great existence?"

The big shots' bodies stiffened.

"You mean... is saying..."

Elson nodded, looking at the magnificent life forms hanging upside down: "The higher the existence, the lower the conversion rate; to hatch a Holy Spirit at the god level, ten gods might not even be enough."

The big shots remembered the angel army that covered the sky and sea on the battlefield before, which was impossible to count...

Hiss hiss~~~

They trembled all over, unable to imagine how many gods had suffered.

Even harder to imagine the majesty and dominance of that Lord.

Damn it.

Reality hasn't found traces of gods for so many years; did he kill all the gods in this world?

They could even imagine how helpless and desperate those magnificent life forms called gods were when the overwhelming Holy Spirit army hunted them down and they couldn't escape even if they went to heaven or earth.

At this moment, they even felt that these existences who could blow all of humanity away with a wave of their hands were a bit pitiful.

There are many talents on the internet.

Even one step earlier, thinking all this through.

Their hearts and minds were trembling violently.

Compared to the strategy of limiting them with mythology, this kind of "I can replace them" grand spirit made their scalps tingle.

It's hard to imagine that in that era, facing such a majestic existence, what kind of will could actually have such thoughts.

Worthy of being that person, worthy of being the ancestors.

End of the corridor.

Reinhard held the Dragon Sword tightly.

Solomon III's eyes were red.

Are they all using them to become them? For him, is it becoming a monster? And worrying from time to time that they will revive in his body?

Orochimaru's eyes were unprecedentedly scorching.

He hadn't even thought that someone like him would one day develop longing and worship for such emotions.

Compared to that person, he was ridiculously small-minded.

What is mere immortality worth?

Too small.

But soon, they were in no mood to sigh.

The magnificent gate finally opened completely, and that magnificent Holy Spirit with a huge background smiled.

"Everyone, please!"

He said please.

Too respectful to us.

Everyone comforted themselves in their hearts, stepping into the gate as if walking into the gates of hell.

Inside the door, blood flowed into rivers, white bones were everywhere, and there were cold winds and shrill wails everywhere.

"Hiss~ eww~ ha~~m——————!"

Right at the door.

God is cursing.

The poisonous dragons transformed from the will of resentment and hatred were roaring, their sinister eyes seeming to stare at everyone entering.