Chapter 230: Looking Up

In the admiration of everyone, a gray smoke like a spiritual snake spiraled up from the bottom of the tower. As it climbed, the snake grew thicker and heavier, turning into a tumbling mist that enveloped the entire tower. Lightning and thunder roared in the fog, and wind and rain blew. Darkness rose from the fog and gradually swallowed up the thunder and lightning, turning into a giant looking down on all beings.

The shadow spread from the giant, gradually covering the Northland and spreading outward. Countless birds were startled, chirping and howling in the shadows under the sky, turning into the thickest ink spots in the shadows.

Everyone looked up and bowed their heads, and finally their strands trembled and prostrate on the ground. The giant seemed pleased with their performance, and the shadows gradually receded, and the thunder and lightning returned, turning into a spirit snake and slowly disappearing at the bottom of the tower.

The sun poured down on the people, but it could not soothe the horror of the darkness. Northland fell silent until faint words rang out, get up......

On this day, the city of Northland was a little quieter and less noisy. The line is no longer in a hurry, and everyone is cautious. People had stiff smiles, and the men and women who sat together by chance also subconsciously held each other's hands.

By the time the white-robed men got up, Bran had already left. An observation, a fright, made them completely bow their heads. Dignity and pride disappear from the moment they prostrate on the ground.

Pachu twisted his stiff neck and slowly swept over his companion, and said in a hoarse voice, Go back. He really wished it was just a dream, and even wished he hadn't witnessed the miracle.

"Is that so?" someone couldn't help but whisper.

"Gods?" someone was a little unsure.

"Yes, gods. Buzz confirmed the answer in the affirmative.

Pa Chu sighed, "In the future, this kind of work will be done by us, and we won't have to work with the old man......

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The people of the city government were not affected much at first, they sat under the ancient tree and admired all this, and asked about the details of the ancient tree site by the way.

It wasn't until the heavens and the earth changed color and the shadows descended that they changed their faces one after another.

The ancient tree complained softly on the side, "Why is it not dark?" Dani patted him lightly and motioned to shut up.

Mary said bluntly, "This is our own home, and we can't do it." ”

Then he couldn't hold back and asked, "That's what he did in Lava City?"

Gu Shuyu said with regret, "No, Huahua said that he couldn't even shine a torch under his feet." ”

Mary also began to regret, "It's all dark, or you can do your best, I'll get a torch and light it first." ”

She was then slapped in the head by Dani, ending all her movements.

When Bran returned, all the people in the house were still gathered under the tree and did not disperse. Mary's eyes lit up at him, much to Bran's inexplicability.

"They say you are a god. ”

Bran spoke defensively, "What do you mean?"

"I'm thinking...... If you are a god and you want to build a house for me, then what am I?"

Bran wanted to slap her to death, but in the end he just sighed and said, "You're my family." ”

This answer made Mary very satisfied, and she walked over to give Bran a hug in imitation of Dany's appearance.

At a show, outsiders were scared enough, but the excitement in the city was high. Everyone wanted to see the real black, and Bran, who was impatient, released the mist and handed it to the ancient tree.

After repeatedly warning him not to take him out of the house, Gushu began to perform in place of Bran. As a result, the city became strange, with smoke billowing and mist at the next......

As they fiddled, the crowd gradually realized that this mist could respond not only to the ancient tree, but also to them. This made the atmosphere even more lively, and they began to try various things.

Bran, on the other hand, sat by the tree, immersed in the sea of magic. I didn't realize that my people were dying in all kinds of tricks.

Flowey stood by Bran's side, flapping her tail for a while. This shows that the surroundings are safe, calm and peaceful......

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There was whispering in Northland City, and some people saluted the tower. But compared to the camp outside Yong'an City on the Scarlet Plains, this kind of salute was too vain.

Today's sacrificial worship has a stronger sense of ritual. Nicole led the crowd to worship Lily's idol in the early morning and Bran in the evening. Light and darkness, day and night, there will be gods to protect them. The prayer song lamented the power and majesty of God, with solemnity and solemnity, and clearly entered the city of Yong'an.

Support has arrived, and their numbers are gaining the upper hand. Yong'an City tentatively carried out an attack, and then completely dispelled the idea of counterattacking outside the city.

In this counteroffensive, both sides suffered heavy losses.

After the war, the sound of prayer outside the city became even deeper. An awe-inspiring force condensed there, unshakable and inviolable.

On the other hand, the people in the city were terrified, and for the first time they saw the real fierceness and fear of death. It was clear that they had the upper hand, and they should have won, but it was they who retreated in the end.

After the battle, prayers began to rise outside the city. Thank God for giving them the strength and courage to achieve victory. Thank God that they will have a resting place after they die......

The people at the head of the city looked at each other, because they only saw each other's courage and strength. All the time, they did not see the shadow of the gods. But the end of the war shook their hearts......

Nicole looked around, and there were many fewer people in the camp. She will not retreat, because God has told her to stay outside the city, then she will definitely stay here. A battle seems to have only killed many people, and nothing has changed. But she found that the tall statues in the camp gradually became bright and bloody.

These two statues were given by the gods. It's just that this kind of gift is no longer visible, and the gods have only given this gift to those who believed in them in the first place.

She touched her chest, where the statue of the god of the night was hidden. She fears darkness more than light. Because she could understand the Northland, she heard the gods talking without any opinion. The projection of the kingdom of God in the world is actually a gift from night to day.

She has seen the treachery of the night, but she has never seen the righteousness of the light. So when she was preparing to carve a statue of the god with a small jade stone that was hidden in no man's land, her mind was full of the appearance of the young man. She thought it was a divine guide, so she carved it out without hesitation.

It's just that her craftsmanship is too bad, and the piece of jade is a mess. This did not affect her subsequent prayer, in which the statue gradually changed its form in her hand, turning into a pendant, in which the gods dwelt.

His father wrote to him that he had been able to enter and leave the city freely, and hoped that she would be able to work hard to achieve this honor. She had no such intentions, and heard that Dark Night had left there and was nowhere to be found. Although she worships the light, she considers herself an apostle of the night and should follow in his footsteps.

The sun was setting red again, and Nicole led the soldiers in the camp to start praying, and the night grew thick amid the sound of prayer. A light fell on the idol of the god of the night, and it shone there as day.

After the crowd was startled, their voices became fanatical, but the prayer became a praise of the light. This made Nicole's voice seem abrupt, for she was one of the few who continued to finish the Night Prayer. And her voice was firm and clear.

The light shrouded her, the gaze of the gods. Sweat was oozing from her forehead, and her voice was getting weaker, but she still finished the prayer in a whisper.

When the prayer ended, her voice grew louder and began to praise the light......

The light came by night, and fell into the city of Yong'an amid the prayers of the people. A pillar of light reached into the sky, and light shone through the walls. Later, the light was gone, and the night fell, and Yong'an City was already dead silent.