Chapter 105: The Undercurrent of Fate
Lin Meng had the idea of keeping Xiaoqian by his side.
Xiao Qian's abilities, flying and illusion are very good, of course, this female ghost is not only useful, when she flew to resist the thunder, Lin Meng's heart also had some emotion.
The power of domination is to extract the soul of the deceased, Xiao Qian is a deceased, and the soul extracted by the power of domination is the soul of the creature that loses its physical body and becomes weak after it dies. Xiao Qian has been dead for a long time, and her soul is used to being outside, and she is not weak.
Moreover, her soul can invoke yin qi to condense the body, is the power of domination useful for such an existence?
Lin Meng wasn't sure, but how could he know the Tao without giving it a try? It's just that...... In this matter, Xiaoqian's consent must be obtained. He thought for a moment and said, "Xiaoqian...... I have a secret preaching...... You can follow me as a ...... Similar to the identity of the flower demon, instead of going to reincarnation. ”
"Of course I would like to be by my son's side."
Exert the dominance of the bloodline, the object is Xiao Qian, and there is no reaction several times in a row. Lin Meng was silent in the moonlight for a long time, and then he had an idea: "You disperse the yin qi that condenses your body and restore your pure soul." ”
Xiao Qian nodded, and her figure gradually became illusory and disappeared.
Lin Mengyun used the power of domination, his eyes radiated a faint blood light, and when he exerted the power of domination, he could see the void soul, and it was an capable soul. He suddenly found that where Xiao Qian disappeared, there was a blue light cluster, and Xiao Qian's phantom in the light cluster faintly flashed.
"Blue Ability Soul?"
Lin Meng was overjoyed to see the soul light group, this is exactly the same as the soul absorbed from the corpse, activate the ability, this time there is no longer any hindrance, Xiao Qian's blue ability soul turned into a stream of light into the body.
"You have obtained the soul of the female ghost Xiaoqian, this soul is a blue ability soul, and it takes 4 survival points to unlock. Warning, due to the lack of Domination, you will not be able to absorb too many souls to contain in your body, and you can only hold one set of primary souls and one set of secondary souls at most. ”
"You now have the unlocked Blue Ability Soul: Vampire Demon Flower, and the unlocked Blue Ability Soul: Valkyrie, and you must free one of the souls to free up a place for the new Soul."
"Alas......"
Lin Meng sighed, the number of souls contained in the incomplete domination power was too small......
In fact, if Xiao Qian is a red attack soul, or a yellow effect soul, it is very easy to do, the red soul now has only one murderous Taoist master, and the yellow soul has the undead crusade and the grimace spider spirit, just liberate the soul that makes spider silk, but unfortunately this is a blue soul.
"Valkyrie, Valkyrie, can only be unlocked with 10 survival points, and such a soul can be liberated ......"
However, Lin Meng understands that since the abilities of the Murder Daoist, Vampire Demon Flower, and Undead Crusade are the same as in the game, then Valkyrie's ability must be to transform into a Valkyrie, and he was hesitant to become a woman, and now he is just giving up.
Xiao Qian's soul needs a position, and the soul of the powerful vampire demon flower naturally can't be thrown away!
Still unleashing the power of domination, a blue light cluster slowly flew out of Lin Meng's body, and there was a silver-haired silver armor in the light group, with snow-white wings on his back, a spear in one hand, and a shield in the other.
The dominated soul lost its support, and the next moment it naturally dissipated and passed, but Valkyrie's soul did not disappear, turning into a dazzling stream of light into his body. Lin Meng looked at his shoulder in shock, and the pattern there flashed with a soft light.
The mark of angel wings!
And unlike the gloomy tone of the black ball of light in the reincarnation space, and different from the cold, mechanical emotionless words that were imprinted, a peaceful voice sounded in consciousness:
"Talent, awakening."
"Talent: Destiny Valkyrie, the one who guides the fate of the Heroic Spirit in reincarnation."
In Lin Meng's mind, when this voice sounded, I don't know how far away, what a vast area, in the middle of what time and space, there was a giant tree. The tree was immeasurably tall, with three rhizomes extending from below, rooted in endless springs, mist, and abysses.
On the giant tree, the verdant leaves are like continents, the veins on the trees are like oceans, and countless creatures are born on it, not only humans, but also wonderful races, elves, giants, and elemental creatures......
The tall trees were tall and green, their trunks were covered with mist, and there were even lightning and storms in between, and the stars were dotted in the shade of the trees.
A tree is a world!
This is the beginning of chaos, a spiritual root born in the universe of the beginning of Hongmeng, the tree of the world, Yuktrahir!
In the shade of the trees, there was a branch and a spear in it, under which a giant hung upside down. The giant's face was as simple as a rock, wearing a golden helmet, his eyes closed and silent, and even his hair did not change in the chaotic storm that swept between the trees, as if it was frozen with the surrounding space, and he didn't know how much time and how many years he had been hanging.
Now, the giant's eyes suddenly opened, and his right eye could be seen, without any sparkle, apparently a one-eyed deity!
In his left eye, a light of wisdom was released, and his gaze passed through the trunk of the tree where gods, giants, the dead, humans, and elves lived...... and so on of the seven kingdoms, looking at the springs under the roots of the trees.
Beside the spring, a clock-like mirror appeared from the void, and three golden goddesses held scales around the mirror, and the giant saw a mirror image on the mirror, which was a ball of light with a strange angel wing.
"The three goddesses of Noren, why do you show your form? What is reflected in the mirror of fate? Unfortunately, even if I drink the water of the fountain of wisdom, I will not be able to see everything. ”
The upside-down giant sighed, slowly closed his eyes, and the vast and infinite World Realm Tree, a silver-haired, eyes like stars, holding a silver spear and silver shield of the goddess, flapped the snow-white wings behind her and floated among the leaves, looking at the root of the World Realm Tree suspiciously.
As a goddess who guides the spirits of the Heroes, Valkyrie knew that she was not very powerful among the gods, and she did not understand why the three goddesses of Nolan could sense the roots of the trees and manifest themselves on the Fountain of Urdes......
At the same time, outside the worldly realm, the fan-haired jade-winged man who was coldly staring at the earthly world saw that something seemed to appear in the earthly world, but it flickered for a moment and then quickly disappeared.
It was a ball of light, with wings on its side, feeling the remaining fluctuations of the void, and the man was like a marble sculpture, with a waveless face in the ancient well, showing a look of surprise: "The power of fate? He continued to sense, but found nothing, and the previous fluctuations seemed to be hallucinations.
Filled with doubts, the man swung his golden sword and slashed into the void, the space cracking open to reveal the light and shadow on the other side, which was a long field, with green grass and flowers, clear springs and lush trees.
The fields are also dotted with vineyards, rose gardens, and the smell of flowers and wine in the wind, everything is as beautiful as a painting.
Some creatures live in the fields, some play by the springs, some frolic among the flowers, there is no sorrow on the faces of these creatures, some are just happy, serene and happy, seeing this scene, the red-haired man showed a faint smile on his face:
"The love of the Lord fills this place, and the light of the Lord shines on this place, and the river of the Lord's life flows in this place, for here is a people of the Lord, who are the Lambs of the Lord, and the Lord himself will shepherd them."
With admiration in his heart, the man walked through the light gate and stepped into this beautiful world, and then the light and shadow flickered and fell on another place, and a rainbow-colored halo surrounded a pure white temple.
The white columns supported the elaborate dome, and a long staircase stretched in front of the man to the temple gates. There were two strange creatures standing in front of the temple, with perfect human male and female faces like Greek sculptures, but without human bodies, wings stretched out from the center in all directions, arms sticking out from within the wings.
"Archangel Michael, welcome back."
The man with red hair and three pairs of emerald wings is none other than Michael, one of the Seven Archangels, also known as the Angel of Fire and the Monarch of Light! The embodiment of justice and faith.
The creature with a man's face blew the horn in his hand, and the white trumpet lit up with holy light, and the creature with a woman's face sang softly, like a clear spring, washing away the dust of the soul. Amid trumpets and songs, within the rainbow halo that surrounds the temple, white faces of light and shadow appear, and their mouths praise in unison.
"Islami, Kazfil."
When Michael came to the temple, he understood that these two creatures were angels of music and singing, praising and singing about the majesty of God.
Walking up the steps to the sound of trumpets and singing, all the way to the temple, on the throne inside, sat a middle-aged man in a linen robe, long brown hair, and a high nose. The man's robe is around the left, his bare right chest is full of ribs, his figure is thin, his eyes are full of compassion, and his eyes are blurred.
The light and shadow are changing patterns of the end times, flames, blood, fighting, weeping, screaming...... A scene of a tragic death of human beings.
Many lights and shadows flashed, the man was silent, and his face was even more miserable.
On the throne of Michael was the only Son of God, Jesus Christ, who shed His blood on the Cross to pay the penalty for the sins of mankind.
"Praise be to Christ, I have come from the earth that has suffered the end of the world, and I have seen the suffering of mankind on that filthy planet, and I have seen the fallen mother of mankind, the true king of the eastern heavenly court. I saw a ball of light outside the worldly realm, giving birth to angel wings, but it was not my heavenly existence, and it exuded fluctuations in fate. ”
"Wings do not necessarily represent angels, but can also be seen as a symbol of the ultimate divinity, truth, goodness and beauty. What you see is fate, and in addition to fate, there is also reincarnation. ”
"Fate, reincarnation?"
Michael's heart was full of puzzlement: "What is this?" ”
"This thing is life, it is not life, it is an artifact, it is not an artifact...... Many worlds have processes of creation, development, and destruction, and the infinite universe also has reincarnation, but destiny exists in reincarnation...... You should not know now that after two years on earth, everything will be clear. ”
Michael also said: "I know that Christ you have great power, that fate, reincarnation is the key thing, since fate has manifested itself outside the world, there are traces to follow after all, and the same is true for reincarnation, why not take these two things and return them to the kingdom of heaven and God?" ”
"If I shoot, I can't escape the cycle of fate...... But if I make a move, the gate will be open to heaven, and the Buddha Gate Zhun Ti will also make a move; Endless Light will shoot, Yuan Shi will shoot, Amitabha will also shoot; My father, Jehovah, will make a move, the Taoist Ancestor Taishang will make a move, and the source of the Ten Thousand Buddhas will also take action, and then will not all worlds be shattered and return to chaos? ”
Jesus shook his head and sighed, "Regardless of the two, my heart is troubled when I see the crushing of the creatures of this world." ”
Michael said: "Christ has a great good heart, but the true king I have met once said: The calamity of mankind in this world is self-inflicted, and his fate is in his own hands...... Christ, I know that Buddhism is known as a catastrophe, will this earthly catastrophe evolve into a catastrophe in all worlds? ”
"The heavens are chaotic, the reincarnation of fate is mixed, and the saints can't grasp it. But even if the calamity comes, there will be a response, so Gabriel, Shaliyeh, and hundreds of angels are not thrown into earthly reincarnation with spirits? The Buddha Kingdom, the Heavenly Court, the Thirty-Three Days, and even the Bottomless Hell, the Sea of Purgatory, and the Sea of Blood, and Olympus, also have reincarnated spirits. ”
Jesus said, "You can see the infinite light, which shines on the worlds of thousands of ages, and sees into the past, the present, and the future, and you cannot grasp it, but you can also ponder it." ”
After saying this, Jesus closed his eyes and his face was sad, and Michael left the temple after bowing, and there was a desire to receive it in heaven, and in an instant he was in a strange space. Space is an endless ocean, and that water is not ordinary water, but the water of creation, on which the Spirit of God floats, is a light.
When Michael saw the pillar of light, his heart was filled with devotion and admiration, and he bowed to the pillar of light, which was the embodiment of the Holy Spirit, the embodiment of divinity in chaos. Once upon a time the earth was empty and chaotic, and the face of the abyss was dark, and the Spirit of God was moving over the waters, and God said that there would be light, and so there was light.
Trinity of the Cult of God:
Holy Spirit Endless Light!
Michael worshipped, and the light flowed out, revealing a round of light, with no expression, radiating infinite light, which shone in heaven between the fluctuations of light......