Heathcot, the master of spells, screamed and fell to the ground, and in his mouth and nose, Bobo's blood overflowed, and his exposed skin appeared with blue and black spots, and in the blink of an eye, it became like moldy bread.

The crowd watching his performance was suddenly taken aback, and they were confused, so they couldn't understand why Heathcote, who was still triumphant just now, had become like this in the blink of an eye.

Bishop Wilbur frowned, the white light on his hand flickered, and in one breath he put several magic spells on Heathcote: expelling evil, removing toxins, and healing serious injuries......

After a few magic spells, Heathcote's condition finally stabilized slightly, the amplitude of the bleeding from his mouth and nose was reduced a lot, and the blue and black spots on his body no longer spread and became larger.

He trembled and took out a tube of potion and drank it, and then took a white scorpion the size of a palm and put it on his heart. The scorpion raised its tail and stung him in the heart, and then saw a black gas as thick as ink, which continued to pour into the scorpion's body along the scorpion's tail, and soon dyed the white scorpion as black as coal.

"Hoo ......"

Heathcot let out a long breath, put away the scorpion, and struggled to his feet with the help of his two followers, his face pale, haggard, and trembling as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Bishop Wilbur frowned and asked, "Master Heathcote, what are you?" ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but the curse failed."

Heathcot smiled bitterly, and there was a hint of fear hidden in the depths of his eyes: "Curse the target...... There is an extremely powerful and pure divinity in the body. My spell was rebounced by divinity and devoured back on me...... Thanks to His Excellency Bishop's timely rescue, and I have the experience of dealing with the curse, I have been able to save my life......"

"Divinity?" The corners of Bishop Wilbur's eyes twitched slightly, "Are you sure it's divinity?" ”

Divinity, a unique quality of God.

In a sense, divinity can be seen as a "spiritual fragment" of God, or even a "soul fragment".

So, divinity is basically left behind by a fallen god or given by a living god, but in either case, divinity is powerful, mysterious, and dangerous.

"I'm pretty sure!"

Heath Scott nodded heavily, his face ugly and full of horror, and said, "Only a divine creature can bounce back my spell so completely." Otherwise, even if the curse fails, I won't suffer such a serious backlash - I have lost fifty percent of my constitution, thirty percent of my mental power, and ...... It is permanently damaged. ”

"What?"

Hearing him say this, everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Heathcot to suffer such a huge loss.

Archmage Sainz, who was about to use blood as a guide to perform prophecy divination and lock the location of the Blue Star Man, saw the tragic situation of Heathcote, and no matter what, he didn't dare to continue casting spells - divine creatures, some strong and some weak.

Weak divine creatures [mainly the original owners of the gods have fallen] are nothing more than excellent experimental materials for powerful spellcasters. The divinity in the body can be plundered by the caster.

However, powerful divine creatures [the original owner of the divine nature is alive, or has thoroughly analyzed and refined the divine nature], even if the legendary caster must maintain respect for it.

And the blue star man who rebelled against Heathcote, the divinity in his body is obviously extremely powerful, otherwise Heathcote's fate would not be so miserable.

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid I won't be able to locate those Blue Star people."

Sainz said to Bishop Wilbur with a look of shame, "Although Master Heathcote specializes in spells, his actual spell casting level is a little higher than mine. Even he failed, and I don't think I could have succeeded. After all...... Divine creatures are not something that a spellcaster like me can peep into. ”

If you want to stand up to powerful divine creatures, you have to be at least a legendary spellcaster.

It's a pity that Sainz's cast level is only high-level. There is still a certain distance from the legend.

Bishop Wilbur's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "In this case, prepare for the arrival of God." ”

"What? God descended? ”

Hearing him say this, everyone was shocked, they never thought that this matter would actually make trouble to the extent that the gods came!

However, it is clear that Bishop Wilbur did not do it himself, but God's will.

Therefore, the people did not dare to say anything, and immediately began to clean up the field and prepare sacrifices.

The coming of the gods into this world requires two preparations.

One is the sacrifice.

The best sacrifice, of course, is the believers of God.

But even evil gods, if they are not necessary, do not waste the lives of believers in vain.

Therefore, the sacrifices of the descent ceremony are generally chosen as powerful magical creatures or ordinary intelligent beings.

Like what...... Slave.

The Dark Gate Camp is extremely vast, and it is a large construction site that is developing towards the town and even the city. As a result, there were tens of thousands of slaves in the camp.

They are either the lower intelligent beings of this world, or they have been taken captive from the conquered Alien Planes. Take these slaves as sacrifices, and no one will frown.

At that moment, the paladins and knights, with their soldiers, rushed to all sides of the camp to eliminate skilled slaves, and pulled hundreds of unskilled, but strong, good-looking coolies to the site of the descent ceremony, and pressed them to the ground amid the cries of the slaves.

With sacrifices, there is also a need for containers - the rules of the material world are strict and powerful, and even gods, if they want to descend into the material world, must abide by the rules of the material world.

If the real body does not come, but the incarnation is dispatched, then there must be a physical realm that serves as a vessel to receive the incarnation of God.

Containers can be precious treasures for refining. But if you want to fully exert the power of the incarnation of God, the best container is a living creature that has a close relationship with God.

Like what...... A fanatic believer in God, or an heir of God, or a ...... The "Chosen One" favored by God.

In fact, the so-called "Chosen One" is a container prepared by the gods to facilitate their own coming!

After all, God doesn't waste the lives of fanatics needlessly, and he doesn't treat his own children as consumables at will—for God, children are his own way out. In the event of a misfortune, the heir will be the hand of God's resurrection!

"Your Excellency, I have a 'Life Crystal' that I can contribute to refine the Divine Descent Vessel." Sainz, who was anxious to make up for it, stepped forward with a heartache and said.

The Life Crystal, a rare and exotic object with "life". Nature has a very high elemental affinity, can breathe and grow like a living thing, and is the treasure of refining "incarnation".

Sainz was originally going to refine that life crystal into a "companion" type tower spirit. He even thought about Taling's figure, appearance, and name, and even prepared many sets of expensive elven fabrics from the "Elven Forest".

He accepted the employment of the Purple Sun Church this time in order to obtain several precious magic materials to complete the refining of his companion Taling.

But unexpectedly, not to mention the failure of the mission, he also did nothing the whole time, not even as good as Heathcot - at least, Heathcot tried the curse and paid a heavy price for it. But he Sainz didn't even dare to prophesy, for fear that the prophecy would fail and be counterattacked by divinity.

In order to avoid being the first to be unlucky after the gods descended, Sainz could only reluctantly propose to sacrifice the life crystal.

"You don't need to be that, Mr. Sainz."

Bishop Wilbur said lightly: "My lord is the guardian of the law, and the most important thing is order and commitment. Having promised you that the only punishment you would be for canceling commissions, investing in the rebuilding of the Dark Tower, and participating in the hunt for the Bluestar, there will be no more punishment than that. Besides, the container...... Could there be a more suitable presence than Prince Adrian? ”

Sainz was stunned when he heard this: "The ...... that has come Not the great purple sun, but the ......"

He looked at Prince Adrian with a mixture of joy and pity in his eyes: "The King of the Desert? ”

Prince Adrian's face was ashen, he was paralyzed to the ground, and his eyes were full of despair.

If it is not the Purple Sun that descends, but the Desert King, the subordinate god of the Purple Sun, then the most suitable container is obviously Prince Adrian, the "Chosen One" favored by the Desert King.

And Prince Adrian, who is the vessel of the gods, has a very miserable end. His soul will be completely devoured by the King of the Desert, and he will not even have a chance to go to the Kingdom of God.

This is the sorrow of the "chosen one". Even if he is favored by God, has unparalleled talent, and has a respected status, once he is chosen by God as a vessel for divine descent from God, then the fate of the Chosen One will be more terrible than death.

Of course, if you are a fanatical believer, you will not hesitate to dedicate your life to God, and even give your soul. However, in the world, the higher the status and the wider the knowledge, the more difficult it is to become a fanatical believer.

As a prince, Adrian has a very high secular status and a wealth of knowledge, but of course he cannot be a brainless fanatic. At this moment, when he heard that it was the king of the desert who had descended, Prince Adrian knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster no matter what.

As the "Chosen One", he didn't even have a chance to resist or escape, because his soul had long been branded by God and had long since become God's private property!

The descent ceremony began.

Bishop Wilbur led the priests in chanting a prayer to welcome the King of the Desert, who had not been a god for a long time, had little divine power, had few believers, and had no independent church, but was attached to the Purple Sun Church. When necessary, the priest of the Purple Sun Church can also perform sacred ceremonies on behalf of the Desert King.

In the solemn and solemn prayer, the believers fell to their knees, and the non-believers also bowed deeply and bowed their heads to show their respect.

The soldiers raised their butcher knives and neatly cut off the heads of the slaves at the cold commands of the officers.

Hundreds of slaves were detached, and the blood gushing from their necks pooled into a stream, swaying on the ground like life, towards Prince Adrian, who was slumped on the ground.

The holy light is like a tide, and the wind is suddenly rising.

The fierce wind carried the yellow sand in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, Prince Adrian was enveloped.

A few minutes later.

The blood everywhere dried up and disappeared, and all the corpses of slaves turned into dried corpses that seemed to have weathered for thousands of years.

The wind and sand surrounding Prince Adrian also slowly dissipated, revealing a burly and tall figure.

It was a middle-aged man in earthy yellow armor, a earthy yellow cloak, and a spear in his hand.

He wore a crown on his head, and his armor was covered with cracks, and his exposed skin, including the skin on his face, was also covered with earthy yellow cracks.

His eyes, as if condensed by yellow sand, shimmered with a cold and ruthless cold. Seeing his eyes, everyone can't help but think of the continuous desert known as the forbidden area of life.

The King of the Desert is here!

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