NOVEL SIMPLE The Reiki Era of the Powerful
Chapter 8 The Day the Gods Advent 3
Chapter 8 The Day the Gods Advent 3
Spiritual power itself has the characteristics of suppressing and purifying pollution.
In just 1 minute, Yanlvge reawakened his extraordinary ability in this life, and at the same time gained the ability to resist and suppress pollution.
10 seconds left.
In the burning of this silver-white flame, the distortion on Yanlvge's body gradually stopped, and even slowly changed back to a human form.
Pain beyond human imagination enveloped him, but Yanluge still didn't make any sound.
In the darkest and most desperate moments, he is silent, and there are few things in this world that can shake him.
Compared with the pain of being eroded by pollution, the pain caused by the burning of his own silver-white flame is even worse.It is an excruciating pain directly at the very nature of the will, which cannot be escaped or resisted.
But he imposed this torture on himself, unwilling to stop, and unable to stop.
If he stops, he will be corrupted by the god's polluting power.
The two forces are repeatedly seeing each other.
After an unknown amount of time, the physical and mental changes finally stopped, Yan Lvge panted heavily, lying on the ground with a smile on his face.
1 seconds left.
Yanluge, who was burning with silver flames, barely raised his head, and the scene in front of him changed.
The half-human, half-beast god in the sky is still there, but he is no longer beautiful.
Half of His face is still beautiful, but the other half reveals bright red muscles like a severely burned patient; some parts of His fur are still soft, but some parts continue to grow bulges, and the bulges grow to a certain extent. It exploded, and thick yellow-white pus flowed out; His slightly spread wings were as white as snow, but upon closer inspection, the white was actually a dense layer of maggots, crawling in and out between the wings.
This is the real god.
The gods... are rotting.
He transmits his corrupting, twisted power to everyone who sees, hears, or touches him.
He flapped his wings in the distance, as soft as a breeze, and as ferocious as a ghost.
His figure suddenly disappeared.
"The task has been completed." The system voice sounded.
Yan Luge lay on the ground as if she was exhausted, gasping for breath.
There was a weird roar from behind.
A monster polluted by the gods is slowly approaching him, trying to tear all living creatures into pieces.
At the last second, Yan Lvge rolled to avoid it, then squatted on the ground, drew out his gun, and raised his hand to shoot.
boom--
A bullet hole appeared in Contaminant's forehead, and the body slowly fell to the ground.
Yan Lvge was still holding the gun, looking at it coldly, his eyes were no longer confused.
The pollutant on the ground is not dead.
Mortal weapons cannot kill pollutants.
The bullet hole between its eyebrows is wriggling, and a viscous, off-white, tofu-like fluid is being squeezed out of it - that is its brain - and is slowly healing.
Only the extraordinary can fight against them.
Yanlvge, who was already an extraordinary person, had a way to deal with it, but he wanted to keep an experimental product, so he didn't kill it.
Yan Lvge managed to stand up, but did not shoot again, but took a long metal rod from the side, ruthlessly inserted it into the monster's chest, nailed it to the ground, and then found a bundle of chains, Its limbs and body are tightly bound.
Pollutant is troublesome, but it's not powerful.
Mortals cannot kill it, but it is enough to imprison it.
Opening the door of the viewing platform, Yan Luge found that the large piece of villa he had been cut off had returned.
After the god left, he pasted the cut-off space corner back.
And when the space is cut, the people who are unfortunately in that space corner are all dead.
Those people were moved to some unknown place by the gods. In just over a minute, they seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, but in the end they were defeated and the whole army was wiped out.
Some people seem to be fighting against some kind of large beast. The corpses are full of bite marks, and some of them have disappeared.
Some fought what appeared to be otherworldly creatures using fire, and their bodies were charred whole.
Some people seem to fight against some kind of weirder existence, and the corpse turns into an old mummy with gray hair.
The scene was very tragic.
There were bloodstains, stumps and corpses all over the place.
Words and songs are silent.
These dead people were all his subordinates. They were still chatting and laughing 2 minutes ago, but they had to face life and death 2 minutes later.
He didn't want to see anyone die if he could.
This mental retardation system gives a range of required costs.
But he didn't expect that the money would actually be a pension.
He just wanted to find a place to escape his aura, get some natural materials and earthly treasures back, and make himself a superhuman as soon as possible.
This broken system has sent him to the mouth of the gods.
Gathering his mind, Yan Lvge walked out of the villa.
With both feet on the thick snow, Yan Lvge shivered involuntarily.
It is cold outside.
In the past, the wind and snow in the cold leaf forest would freeze people to death every year.
Hope it won't be him next.
You know, although it has been several days since he inherited the inheritance, as "the youngest richest man in the world in history", he has not yet come off the front page of the newspaper.Those unscrupulous newspapers are serializing his childhood experience, teenage experience, and marital status like serial novels...
If he freezes to death here, then as "the world's richest man with the shortest life span in history", "the world's richest man who died the fastest after inheriting an inheritance in history" and "the fastest sudden death in history after inheriting an inheritance, no descendants continue to inherit the inheritance" The richest man in the world", he estimated that he would never get off the headlines for the next whole year.
The picture is too beautiful to imagine.
Yan Luge, who was tightly wrapped in a fur collar, calmed down, stood in the yard in front of the villa, turned on the flashlight, and began to observe the surrounding environment, and soon discovered a scene that could be called a miracle.
The Cold Leaf Forest is located in the frigid zone, and the plants here are mostly coniferous plants such as cold-resistant fir, spruce, and larch, and there are mosses that do not require high nutrients and can tolerate various harsh environments.
But now, the quiet coniferous plants not far away suddenly exploded with vitality that shouldn't be there, and began to grow, germinate, bloom, and bear fruit at a speed visible to the naked eye... Yan Lvge even saw a broken dead branch, At this moment, green leaves and roots are slowly growing.
There is no doubt that it was influenced by spiritual energy.
Yanluge showed a slight smile.
Even if there is only a trace of aura, it is enough to cause earth-shaking changes in the surrounding environment and creatures.
Yanluge closed his eyes and began to absorb the spiritual energy.
Every breath he takes now is filled with aura.
When you are in an environment with a sufficiently high concentration of aura, every breath is a natural practice.After staying in such an environment for a while, even ordinary people can become superhumans—just look at the mutated animals and plants around them.
This is the instinct of life.
Under Yan Luge's deliberate control, the inhaled aura was stored, and finely divided crystalline substances about the size of mitochondria were condensed in his bones, muscles, and blood.
The spiritual power crystal in his body is something called "life mimicry", which is his most fundamental ability.
(End of this chapter)
Spiritual power itself has the characteristics of suppressing and purifying pollution.
In just 1 minute, Yanlvge reawakened his extraordinary ability in this life, and at the same time gained the ability to resist and suppress pollution.
10 seconds left.
In the burning of this silver-white flame, the distortion on Yanlvge's body gradually stopped, and even slowly changed back to a human form.
Pain beyond human imagination enveloped him, but Yanluge still didn't make any sound.
In the darkest and most desperate moments, he is silent, and there are few things in this world that can shake him.
Compared with the pain of being eroded by pollution, the pain caused by the burning of his own silver-white flame is even worse.It is an excruciating pain directly at the very nature of the will, which cannot be escaped or resisted.
But he imposed this torture on himself, unwilling to stop, and unable to stop.
If he stops, he will be corrupted by the god's polluting power.
The two forces are repeatedly seeing each other.
After an unknown amount of time, the physical and mental changes finally stopped, Yan Lvge panted heavily, lying on the ground with a smile on his face.
1 seconds left.
Yanluge, who was burning with silver flames, barely raised his head, and the scene in front of him changed.
The half-human, half-beast god in the sky is still there, but he is no longer beautiful.
Half of His face is still beautiful, but the other half reveals bright red muscles like a severely burned patient; some parts of His fur are still soft, but some parts continue to grow bulges, and the bulges grow to a certain extent. It exploded, and thick yellow-white pus flowed out; His slightly spread wings were as white as snow, but upon closer inspection, the white was actually a dense layer of maggots, crawling in and out between the wings.
This is the real god.
The gods... are rotting.
He transmits his corrupting, twisted power to everyone who sees, hears, or touches him.
He flapped his wings in the distance, as soft as a breeze, and as ferocious as a ghost.
His figure suddenly disappeared.
"The task has been completed." The system voice sounded.
Yan Luge lay on the ground as if she was exhausted, gasping for breath.
There was a weird roar from behind.
A monster polluted by the gods is slowly approaching him, trying to tear all living creatures into pieces.
At the last second, Yan Lvge rolled to avoid it, then squatted on the ground, drew out his gun, and raised his hand to shoot.
boom--
A bullet hole appeared in Contaminant's forehead, and the body slowly fell to the ground.
Yan Lvge was still holding the gun, looking at it coldly, his eyes were no longer confused.
The pollutant on the ground is not dead.
Mortal weapons cannot kill pollutants.
The bullet hole between its eyebrows is wriggling, and a viscous, off-white, tofu-like fluid is being squeezed out of it - that is its brain - and is slowly healing.
Only the extraordinary can fight against them.
Yanlvge, who was already an extraordinary person, had a way to deal with it, but he wanted to keep an experimental product, so he didn't kill it.
Yan Lvge managed to stand up, but did not shoot again, but took a long metal rod from the side, ruthlessly inserted it into the monster's chest, nailed it to the ground, and then found a bundle of chains, Its limbs and body are tightly bound.
Pollutant is troublesome, but it's not powerful.
Mortals cannot kill it, but it is enough to imprison it.
Opening the door of the viewing platform, Yan Luge found that the large piece of villa he had been cut off had returned.
After the god left, he pasted the cut-off space corner back.
And when the space is cut, the people who are unfortunately in that space corner are all dead.
Those people were moved to some unknown place by the gods. In just over a minute, they seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, but in the end they were defeated and the whole army was wiped out.
Some people seem to be fighting against some kind of large beast. The corpses are full of bite marks, and some of them have disappeared.
Some fought what appeared to be otherworldly creatures using fire, and their bodies were charred whole.
Some people seem to fight against some kind of weirder existence, and the corpse turns into an old mummy with gray hair.
The scene was very tragic.
There were bloodstains, stumps and corpses all over the place.
Words and songs are silent.
These dead people were all his subordinates. They were still chatting and laughing 2 minutes ago, but they had to face life and death 2 minutes later.
He didn't want to see anyone die if he could.
This mental retardation system gives a range of required costs.
But he didn't expect that the money would actually be a pension.
He just wanted to find a place to escape his aura, get some natural materials and earthly treasures back, and make himself a superhuman as soon as possible.
This broken system has sent him to the mouth of the gods.
Gathering his mind, Yan Lvge walked out of the villa.
With both feet on the thick snow, Yan Lvge shivered involuntarily.
It is cold outside.
In the past, the wind and snow in the cold leaf forest would freeze people to death every year.
Hope it won't be him next.
You know, although it has been several days since he inherited the inheritance, as "the youngest richest man in the world in history", he has not yet come off the front page of the newspaper.Those unscrupulous newspapers are serializing his childhood experience, teenage experience, and marital status like serial novels...
If he freezes to death here, then as "the world's richest man with the shortest life span in history", "the world's richest man who died the fastest after inheriting an inheritance in history" and "the fastest sudden death in history after inheriting an inheritance, no descendants continue to inherit the inheritance" The richest man in the world", he estimated that he would never get off the headlines for the next whole year.
The picture is too beautiful to imagine.
Yan Luge, who was tightly wrapped in a fur collar, calmed down, stood in the yard in front of the villa, turned on the flashlight, and began to observe the surrounding environment, and soon discovered a scene that could be called a miracle.
The Cold Leaf Forest is located in the frigid zone, and the plants here are mostly coniferous plants such as cold-resistant fir, spruce, and larch, and there are mosses that do not require high nutrients and can tolerate various harsh environments.
But now, the quiet coniferous plants not far away suddenly exploded with vitality that shouldn't be there, and began to grow, germinate, bloom, and bear fruit at a speed visible to the naked eye... Yan Lvge even saw a broken dead branch, At this moment, green leaves and roots are slowly growing.
There is no doubt that it was influenced by spiritual energy.
Yanluge showed a slight smile.
Even if there is only a trace of aura, it is enough to cause earth-shaking changes in the surrounding environment and creatures.
Yanluge closed his eyes and began to absorb the spiritual energy.
Every breath he takes now is filled with aura.
When you are in an environment with a sufficiently high concentration of aura, every breath is a natural practice.After staying in such an environment for a while, even ordinary people can become superhumans—just look at the mutated animals and plants around them.
This is the instinct of life.
Under Yan Luge's deliberate control, the inhaled aura was stored, and finely divided crystalline substances about the size of mitochondria were condensed in his bones, muscles, and blood.
The spiritual power crystal in his body is something called "life mimicry", which is his most fundamental ability.
(End of this chapter)
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