Even if the god who exalts the throne has fallen, as long as his name is still sung in the world, and there are believers, then he has the possibility of resurrection from the long river of time.

"I can understand the resurrection through the blood sacrifice, but this scale is too small. ”

Muria stared at the edifice that had been reduced to an altar under the shroud of the blood-colored circle, and for a human civilization that had developed to a sufficient level, hundreds of casualties at one time was a very tragic event.

But for the gods, the blood sacrifice of hundreds of mortals was simply hilarious, and even the unscrupulous evil gods could not accept a sacrifice of this scale.

The gods who have fallen and are eager to be resurrected will not accept it, after all, what can be resurrected with a sacrifice of this scale, and it is difficult to even revive consciousness again.

"It should be the personal act of a believer or a speculator who has obtained the power of the gods. ”

Muria touched his chin and made a judgment. Fanatics who thirst for the power of the gods and think that their wisdom is superior to that of the gods are few and far between, but they have never disappeared.

More than fanatics who desire the power of the gods and replace them are unbelievers who want to steal the power of the gods.

Of course, these are the operations of geniuses and madmen, and the most orthodox and least difficult way for mediocre people to obtain the power of the gods is faith.

"Let me see if it's a brain-dead believer or a madman!"

Muria looked at the skyscrapers that had caused chaos in the city, stepped out, and when he reappeared, he saw people groaning in pain all over the ground.

A crimson light filled the space, and all those who came into contact with it fell to the ground weakly, and in Muria's eyes, wisps of blood could be seen forcibly pulled away from these people.

It was an extremely horrific scene, and Muria was indifferent to it, because he had seen too many similar scenes, and he had seen them all, and he had seen them all, and it was nothing.

"Help me!"

At Muria's feet, a man in a suit raised his head with difficulty, looking up at the handsome boy who suddenly appeared beside him, like a man in the water, seeing the life-saving straw, and pleading to him.

"Please take me out of here, and I can give you everything I can give. ”

"Who? is someone here to save us? I'm here? take me out of this damn place. ”

"Gracious Father, have you heard my prayers? Thank you for your protection!"

The man's cry for help immediately attracted the attention of the other victims in this office, and they couldn't care about anything when their lives were dying, and they all called for help.

Muria's face remained unchanged in the face of these supplications, but there was a golden light blooming on his body, and the light spread, dispelling the blood-colored light in this office, and then, moans, and exclamations.

"What is this?"

"Father above, have you sent your saints to save us?"

"It's a miracle!"

The mortals, who had been sheltered and whose life force was no longer drained, stood up in relatively good physical condition, and then saw Muria standing in mid-air.

Even when the scene in front of them challenges their worldview, they have to accept the fact that the pain they have just experienced and the feeling they feel now is the difference between hell and heaven.

"Are you ......" Just when someone was bold enough to ask Muria's identity, a black-red mist filled the air, and along with the fog came spiders as big as fists and small mosquitoes.

These sudden spiders appeared on the walls and floor, and some of the spiders that clinged to the ceiling even spit out spider silk and fell down to climb on Muria's body.

As soon as the bugs got close to Muria to a certain range, flames would ignite from them, burning them into powder, and in an instant, a circle of powder was piled up around Muria.

"Giggles, it's really a domineering power, it's impossible to get close, I don't know who this little gentleman is, why would it interfere with the rituals held by our dark believers. ”

The black mist converged in front of Muria, and the characteristic 'Woo Woo Woo...' footsteps of high heels came from far and near, and then a bewitching woman wearing a black tight gauze skirt with a veil that covered most of her face, revealing only her full lips.

The woman's long white-blond hair hung down, most of it tucked in by a black eight-clawed spider hairpin, and a small strand of it hung around the woman's fair neck and down to her chest.

"Dark Cultists?" sounds like the name of an organization, but how do you have a wreck like you to deal with me?" asked Muria, smiling politely.

And these words immediately made a few green tendons burst on the woman's forehead, and she was treated as a miscellaneous fish as soon as she appeared, who can bear such a result, "Miscellaneous fish?" Heh, it seems that Mr. Xiao has a very strong means, so let me see it!"

A thick black mist poured out of the woman's body and spread towards Muria, where the black mist passed. The size of the spiders on the ground and walls is expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Boring!"

Muria stretched out his palm and pressed it slightly, and the surging flames swept through like a storm, and the spider, which could no longer be regarded as a normal creature, was burned by the flames and let out a "squeak" scream, and then reduced to ashes.

"What a powerful force, little sir, I'm no match for you, giggles, there will be more powerful people to deal with you next, good luck, goodbye. ”

Seeing that the siege formation she had set up for delay was destroyed by the raging flames in an instant, the Spider Woman's face suddenly changed, and after saying a few words, she was ready to leave.

"Goodbye, want to fight me a second time?" Muria chuckled and shook his head.

Rumble!

Relying on the power contained in the dragon's body, the orange-red flames instantly filled the floor where Muria was, and then exploded.

Whoa!

The glass of the entire floor shattered, and the crisp sound of glass shattering sounded, and large and small glass shards fell downward, causing a burst of panicked shouts.

At this time, Muria strolled to a charred black human body lying on the ground, constantly convulsing, and the graceful body curves were full of great temptation for males before being destroyed.

But no matter who it is now, there is no interest in her anymore. On her head, a black spider headdress mixed with flesh and blood indicates her identity.

"You ......"

Madame Spider struggled to open her mouth to say something, but a burst of fire from her mouth interrupted what she was about to say. Then, her charred body cracked, and then turned into charcoal.

"Although I have always felt that this woman is very annoying by scratching her head and posing, but her strength is something I have to admit, you are very good to be able to kill her in a short time, but how much strength do you expend for this?

Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall, armoured man appeared in front of Muria's eyes, his bare skin bright red, and some inhuman bony bulges on his body.

"Is it delaying?" Murria glanced at the red giant, and then looked overhead, he had just shown off his operation, he wanted to go directly to the top of the building, but he came to this floor, because the space was slightly offset.

"What are you looking at, boy!"

There was a crackling sound of the air being torn apart, and a huge hand axe whistled towards Muria, only to make the red giant's eyes burst.

"I'm not interested in playing. ”

However, the seven or eight-year-old boy grasped the blade of the hand axe with one hand, and the snow-white blade gradually turned red and shiny in his hand, and then melted into molten iron and fell from the tips of his palms and fingers.

"Boy, you have some skills, you make me more interested in this," the red giant sneered, "I hope you can hold on to my hands a little longer, let me enjoy it more, I like children like you very much." ”

"Copper?" Muria's eyes lowered, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of the red giant and patted him lightly on the forehead.

Boom!

The red giant's helmeted head split in an instant, and as soon as the red and white ones were scattered, they were wrapped in flames and incinerated. Then, the giant's headless body slowly fell.

"Let me see if it's the revival of the gods or the greed of mortals!"

Ignoring the panicked ordinary people behind him, Muria threw a punch at the ceiling above his head, and the black punch instantly destroyed all the concrete layers above.

Then Muria followed the passage he had made, flew up, and when he encountered an existence that dared to stop him, he directly exploded with one blow, this local transcendent organization called "Dark Believer", the average strength of its members is not strong, and the strongest is only worthy of reaching the silver level.

Eventually, he appeared on the top floor of the building, which had been reduced to an altar, a hall with all the walls broken down and thousands of square meters in size.

The charred black skulls erupted with raging black flames, forming an endless land of bones, and above the earth, a cold hurricane swirled, and in the hurricane, distorted faces could be faintly seen, like the souls of tragic deaths.

And this is the scene painted in this hall, which makes people feel like they are in the hell of the dead. And Muria has no sense of this, although the blood array hidden in the mural makes him feel good, but the methods of this arrayer are really too bad, and he can't paint a scoop according to the gourd.

"I really don't know how to comment on your behavior by breaking through the blockade of my wastemen and coming here, hiding your own face, should I say you are lucky, or should I say that you are unlucky?"

A dry and hoarse voice sounded, with an unconcealed pride in it, "It is the greatest honor of your life to be able to witness the birth of a true God, but sadly, you have offended this true God who is about to be born. ”