Chapter 305

The strong knight's voice was quite young.

This was also normal, after all, he was only thirteen.

He took a deep breath and advised: "After all, that is a disaster on another level, which has already exceeded the ability of us mortals to deal with."

As a die-hard fan of the Sword Saint Reinhardt since childhood, he also had to admit it.

The world was too vast; with the majesty of gods, even if it was a remnant, even Lord Reinhardt appeared so small.

"Yes, I am just a mortal after all."

Reinhardt sighed with a smile.

The strong knight wanted to say something else, but suddenly there was a surprised cry.

"I know, it's light; there was light shining on every door bar in the corridor before."

Orochimaru was as excited as a child, pointing at the top of the doors on both sides and repeating tremblingly.

Damn it.

With his previous calmness and composure, he had been constantly breaking his composure since coming to this Divine Kingdom, and his state of mind had shattered into slag.

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember now, there was a faint light shining on the eye carvings above the doors!"

Gojo Satoru also stood up abruptly.

He couldn't reach the end no matter how he walked along the way, and people in the dense crowd kept disappearing; he was almost desperate, okay.

Who could handle this sense of powerlessness and despair as danger kept approaching?

A sound also rang out in the crowd.

But the question is, how to light up these eye carvings?

"Holy power, let those who have awakened holy power try it!"

Jiraiya said immediately.

There was no need to try any other chakra or anything; just a little thought and one knew what would be useful.

Whether it was logic or energy level, it was obvious that only holy power would work.

When that familiar soft light lit up, people felt that the bone-chilling cold was slowly fading away.

The terrifying gazes spying in the darkness were moving away, as if they were no longer in the same dimension.

"Those with holy power take turns lighting the lamps, others follow, go, take this opportunity to run quickly."

Reinhardt dragged his weak body and walked at the front, others hurriedly followed.

Sure enough.

Although the original endless corridor was still long, it wasn't invisible, and after a while, they even saw the door engraved with the image of the Gaia God.

199. Jiraiya: Orochimaru, we agreed to be good brothers for life, you died?

Seeing the light of hope at this moment, people were anxious and ran for their lives.

Until it was right in front of them, everyone found that the door was half-open as it was when they came out, revealing a dim and pitch-black interior space.

Swallowing his saliva, Azusagawa Sakuta, amidst the cheering in the livestream room, stepped forward and squeezed the holy power in his body to light up the vertical pupil carving.

The soft, warm light lit up.

The next moment.

Azusagawa Sakuta retreated to the back of the crowd like a frightened rabbit, his whole body trembling, stuttering for a long time before saying tremblingly.

"There's something inside..."

When he lit up the vertical pupil just now, through the dim darkness, he vaguely saw a figure, a cold figure, and a sense of crisis that made his scalp explode.

The alarm bells in his mind were ringing like crazy, and they hadn't stopped until now.

Otherwise, he would have been the first to go in and go home.

Someone sensed it after concentrating and rolled their eyes at him.

"What thing, isn't that just the Gaia God? He was taken away by that person, maybe he even became the material for your transformation."

In his perception, he didn't feel that poisonous gaze from the dead.

Other big shots and even near-gods were also a bit hesitant.

They were the same, not feeling that malicious gaze that permeated all the time...

But most people still took a cautious look and stopped directly; anyway, with so many people, someone would eventually be unable to resist.

Sure enough.

In the series of shocks, many people's nerves had already reached their limit.

Not to mention the movement behind them was getting bigger and bigger.

Maybe the two layers of worlds behind them had collapsed; who knows when it will reach here?

Seeing the light of hope now, how could they resist?

Instantly, several sword-like figures rushed out, their speed terrifyingly fast, clearly not ordinary goods.

The soft light was close at hand, and through the dim door, one could even vaguely see the familiar route...

Several people couldn't help but smile.

Great, saved...

The next moment.

In the horrified gaze of the crowd, a pair of pale, cold, and hard arms reached out from the door.

It was a graceful figure, wearing holy light gauze, with a perfect, plump body full of maternal nature faintly visible.

If it were normal, it might make people blush and pant, but looking at the white spinal fracture on the neck and the bone-chilling cold radiating from it, people were just scared to the point of their hair standing on end.

The headless corpse of the maternal goddess gently opened her arms, as if welcoming, welcoming those few idiots who threw themselves into the net.

The smiles on those people's faces hadn't even faded before they plunged into those arms.

The ordinary people who were a step late had faces as white as paper, cold sweat dripping, unable to move for a long time.

"Is that the fertility goddess Hera??"

Someone asked with a trembling voice.

No one answered.

Only that weird female corpse hugged the few people and retracted into the darkness, everything disappeared, only the sound that made one's scalp explode came out.

"Crunch crunch..."

Like some kind of fragmented chewing sound, as if tearing flesh, or chewing bones.

Even near-gods were desperate.

Grass.

Just looking at it made every cell in their bodies wail; it was clear they couldn't beat it, and one of those people was a near-god.

Such a big demon blocking the path of life, this wave is really over.

"It... it has no head, how does it eat?"

The cute girl with chuunibyou stammered, her ruby-like eyes' pupils contracting violently.

Others glared at her; what time is it.

You're still saying these things; do you think we won't hit you just because you're cute?

They didn't know how they were eaten, and they didn't want to know.

"Should I use explosion magic..."

Megumin shrank her neck.

No one answered.

Everyone stared fixedly at the corridor behind them, which had turned black again at some point.

That darkness was like a pool of pitch-black water, but there were vaguely blurred outlines surging.

Suddenly.

A woman's pale face slowly reached out, and even the iron-blue of a dead person couldn't cover the perfect face that was almost born with divinity.

At this moment, she stretched her neck and leaned over to blow on the soft light lit by the door!!

The holy light... went out!!

Everyone was quiet.

The people of the world outside the field were also quiet, dumbfounded looking at that scene that even had a bit of "playfulness."

Until bang bang bang... one by one, the lights lit by those with holy power squeezing out everything went out.