Chapter 1363: Triangular Dimensional Mirror

Egypt, the most famous disaster - mirage!

It is not a natural phenomenon of confusion of light, for the whole of Egypt, a mirage is equivalent to the army of the god of the underworld descending on the earth again, and it is blood and corpses all over the field!

The old herdsman had also learned some knowledge before, and had even read about major events abroad in some books, and for some reason, he felt that this story was extraordinarily real, as if they really had a character here who melted the ice and snow with his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, do you think it's because Kongsi is more deeply rooted in people's hearts, or is it your own character?" asked the boy with a smile.

"This ...... I think our character is greater. The old herdsman replied.

"Hahaha, but your character is only widely spread in your small region, but Kosi has become synonymous with the most wicked woman in Egypt for centuries! By the way, do you know the power of faith?" the boy seemed to enjoy chatting with the old herdsman.

The old herdsman nodded, he was obviously not an old man who didn't understand anything.

"There are many different gods, and the more believers in the human world, the more devout they are, the stronger their divine power will be, so in earlier times, especially many gods would be willing to do something meaningful for human beings, so that they could get more powerful divine power from people's beliefs. Among them, reverence for God, heartfelt devotion to God, and worship of God will invisibly turn into the power of faith and float into the divine realm, so that God will grow stronger. The boy continued.

Yes, we believe in this set of ideas. The old herdsman said.

"But did you know that there is another half of the power of faith that has not been widely spread?" the boy continued.

"The other half?" the old herdsman was even more puzzled.

"If respect, loyalty, and worship give God such a power of faith, when people spurn, hate, and dislike a certain demon, will this evil power also give that demon spirit an incomparable evil power?" said the boy.

The old herdsman was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a long time.

Yes, since people's devout faith can give God more power, wouldn't people's angry resentment condense together and give evil power to evil gods? ?

"Do you think there are more people like Qiqi in this world, or more people like Kongsi?" the boy continued.

The old herdsman was once again speechless.

In fact, there are indeed more people like Kongsi, which seems to be human nature!

"Suppose God is divided into good and evil. If the two gods are weighed according to the power of faith, then it can be seen that the evil gods have more power than the good gods!" the boy continued.

"I can't argue with your logic. The old herdsman said.

Of course, the facts can never be refuted. The boy said with some smugness.

"I don't understand, why do you know this, a child of your age shouldn't understand, right?" said the old herdsman, puzzled.

"Why do you know this?" the young man suddenly laughed, he walked over and patted the old herdsman on the shoulder, "Uncle, because we are believers in evil gods, the more the world spurns our church, the more we hate our members, and the more we hate the evil spirits we believe in, the more power we will gain!!"

The old herdsman looked at the young man in surprise and stayed for a while before he said, "Son, you may have made a mistake in your thinking, and things should not be what you think. ”

"Those leaders have constructed countless utopias, using countless stories similar to their own personalities to stop the other side of human nature, so as to suppress the power of the evil gods, but can people really not be disgusted, not hated, not angry? After experiencing injustice, indifference, and torture, can a person really do without the slightest negative thought?" said the young man.

"Yes, child, there are many people with a good and innocent temperament like Qiqi. The old herdsman felt that his words were a little pale.

"Okay, how about we make a bet?" said the boy.

"Bet???What bet?" said the old herdsman, puzzled.

"This is your hometown, we just walked past your house, and we saw your daughter, and your wife, and your old mother, who is over eighty years old but still funny and healthy, and she gave me a straw ring that she had woven herself, right?" said the boy.

"Yes, my mom is very fond of you, and he says you have purple eyes that are as beautiful as elves. The old herdsman said.

"Your neighbors are very kind, I've seen them, they're poor but optimistic, but they're hospitable, aren't they?" the boy continued.

"Yes, they are good neighbors. The old herdsman said.

"You people of this grassland, because of their legends, have a kind and warm heart, treat people kindly, respect maidens, and are a very commendable people everywhere. The boy said again.

"That's nature, and we, even when we're outside, have a good reputation. The old herdsman's face was proud.

The young man glanced back at the beautiful woman in the short cheongsam, and saw that she seemed to be ready, so he smiled again and said, "Then let's make a bet on this, shall we?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean. The old herdsman wondered.

"If you don't resent me, you don't hate me, you don't hate me, you win. If you win, I will give up my identity as Cardinal, and I swear to you that I will be as good as him!" the young man laughed, that smile was obviously so spring breeze, but the whole face was full of falsehood and evil!

"Why should I do this to you, although your mind is very strange, but you are a very polite child......" the old herdsman was still puzzled.

"Being polite to others is my recuperation, but it is in my nature to do a lot of evil. The boy said.

"You're such a weird kid. The old herdsman shook his head helplessly, he found that he couldn't talk about this child, this child's logical thinking, and his knowledge were not much higher than that of the old herdsman.

He turned his head, glanced at the beautiful woman in the cheongsam, and asked, "Don't you tell me about your brother, your brother always thinks about things that don't make people feel good." ”

"You're mistaken, he's not my brother. He is my master...... Well, it's like the relationship between Kong Si and that male pet, I'm his little slave. The cheongsam woman said with a gentle smile.

"This ......" The old herdsman didn't know what to say for a while, and when he was about to say something more, he suddenly saw the beautiful woman of the cheongsam suddenly pointing with her hand and directly destroying the sculpture!

The white sculptures turned to powder in an instant, some splashed into the air, some scattered on the grass, and the old herdsman saw this woman's rude behavior with a little anger on his face.

"What are you doing!!" said the old herdsman.

"It's a place to set up coordinates. The cheongsam beauty woman said with a natural expression.

"Uncle, are you angry like this, then you have already lost. The boy said.

"I'm not angry, we can rebuild a sculpture like this, but you shouldn't do it, it's disrespectful to us...... What are you holding in your hands?" said the old herdsman.

The cheongsam woman raised a long, narrow, delicate, and artistic triangular diamond vessel in her hand, and said in a soft tone: "Do you ask this?"

"Yes. The old herdsman said.

"It's a treasure. The boy spoke at this point, and he explained, "It took a great deal of effort for Sharon and I to steal its most important parts from the New York Temple. Do you remember the triangular dimensional mirror I told you?"

"Remember, but hasn't that thing been powdered by lightning?" said the old herdsman.

"Oh, that's not the real triangular dimensional mirror, the triangular dimensional mirror in Kong Si's hand is just a high-imitation prop, its effect is only to scatter brilliance, if you want to call it, it can only be called a triangular chaos mirror, the triangular chaos mirror fell to Egypt and was collected by Kong Si. This is the real triangular dimensional mirror in our hands, and soon you will be able to see its unbeatable effect. The boy continued.

The old herdsman froze again.

If that Egyptian legend is true, then the triangular dimensional mirror is a vessel that can refract the glow of the pyramids, and that is not a good thing!

"Lord Lengjue, I'm ready. The beautiful woman said with a smile.

"Well, let's open the eyes of our old man. The boy said.

......

The triangular dimensional mirror was placed in the remains of its lattice sculpture, and as several other subordinates injected a special energy, the entire triangular dimensional mirror suddenly glowed with an extremely cold light, like the cold light of the cold moon......

The light shot straight into the sky, and there was a shocking dividing line between the vast gray-blue heaven and earth, and it seemed to hit a certain dimension!!

A line of heaven and earth runs through the dividing line, which is shot from one side of the triangular dimensional mirror.

Soon another longitudinal line, still so cold and distinct, crossed the endless grassland, almost parallel to the distant horizon, and intertwined with the through line in its lattice sculpture position.

Immediately after that, there was another horizontal line, this horizontal line was perpendicular to the longitudinal line, perpendicular to the distant horizon, and its crossing divided the whole reckless land into four areas, even if you look down from a height of 10,000 meters, you can still clearly see such a shocking division!!

Through the line!

Vertical ground!

Horizontal ground line!

These three lines form a spatial coordinate, and the special cold light fills this area, obviously it is a sunny afternoon, and the sun is shining, but this area has become a faint morning light, and it is cloudy and cold!

"Look, the most beautiful moment is coming. There was a bit of fanaticism in the boy's eyes.

The old herdsman was even more incredible, he had never seen such a spectacular and shocking scene!

"What the hell is this?" asked the old herdsman. (To be continued.) )