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If the god fails, the Great Elder will naturally be scattered, and he will die no longer dead, and the Goddess of Harvest herself will suffer a heavy blow - after all, the Great Elder is not enough, and the process of sealing the gods depends on his belt, which is equivalent to two people climbing the mountain, one person can't climb, and it all depends on the other person to carry forward. Even if the person leading the way in front of him is a decathlon iron man, he will have a hard time.

If there is an accident at this time, such as a landslide, a landslide, an earthquake, a beast attack, someone behind the black gun...... Now, you can imagine the situation.

Of course, there will be no landslides or anything, but there are really many people who want to hide behind and shoot black guns.

Let's say, Her Majesty Manis, the goddess of wealth.

Not long ago, when he learned that the Church of the Goddess of Harvest was undergoing a major renovation of Rem City, hanging the emblems everywhere and opening them all up, he guessed what his old rival wanted to do. So since he met Sui Xiong, his mobility has been increasing day by day, and he immediately took action, and found some unseen characters through some unseen channels.

Naturally, there is a dirty xx deal in the middle, and to be honest, Mannis really doesn't want to contact those guys, but to deal with a true god, and a true god with medium divine power, it's not okay to be a thug who is not strong enough, and it's not okay to be strong and unwilling to work hard. His friends were either not strong enough, or they were unlikely to be able to deal with a god who was more or less good, so they had to go down the wrong path and find help from someone who didn't love his uncle and didn't love God and hated ghosts.

In order to win over those guys, he paid an astonishing amount of money just for the deposit, and when the operation was over, he would settle the final payment, and the divine power spent before and after was probably enough to promote a servant god.

But...... Manis thinks it's worth it!

If his plan can be carried out smoothly, then Moretl, the goddess of harvest, will be severely damaged if it does not fall, and may not be able to recover after a thousand years. In contrast, his career is currently on the upswing and he can afford to pay the price.

With such a consumption of divine power, it is actually quite cheap to kick the Harvest Goddess out of the ranks of his opponents.

It's just that it's not easy to want everything to go smoothly!

Thinking of those unreliable mercenaries, Manis couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In order to maintain his image, he could not go to some notorious but powerful guys, but to go to the ones whose reputation was not very bad—which meant that they were either not strong enough or had a more cautious personality.

If you are not strong enough, you have to find a few more, and if you are cautious, you have to pay more. This significantly increases expenses and the risk of program failure.

Although the "middleman" would vouch for the success of the plan with his own reputation, and the experience of past cooperation had proved that this guy was indeed a gold broker, and his ability to play intrigue was superb, at least in terms of ability, Manis couldn't help but worry when he thought about this guy's relationship with his allies.

(Hopefully...... Isn't it going to go wrong...... ）

After a while, the morning sun finally rose.

When the fiery Sun Wheel appeared on the edge of the horizon, the old man on the emblem let out a wild roar and raised the glorious staff in his hand.

The surging power burst out from his body, like an erupting volcano.

Not only that, but this power is gradually changing form, becoming more and more powerful, and more and more pure, unswervingly transforming in the direction of divine power.

In the sky, the goddess of harvest is sending more and more divine power, like a pair of strong arms, which are pulling his power transformation and moving in a certain direction.

At first glance, everything is going well.

But at least two or three of the onlookers, including the god of justice, Jorgaldeman, shook their heads and sighed.

They are all powerful gods, at the forefront of the pantheon, and at the top of the gods.

The strong men who have been able to come this far have a vision far beyond that of ordinary gods. Although the god-sealing ceremony seemed to be going well at the moment, they had already seen a fatal flaw.

In their opinion, this ceremony of sealing the gods has failed.

The Great Elder of the Harvest Goddess Church, who had been a demigod for many years, couldn't completely give up the path he had spent countless efforts on for a long time, and at the last moment, he felt the seemingly endless power of the Harvest Goddess, and he couldn't help but think of his past path again.

Maybe he was thinking: If he had such strength, his own path would be successful, right?

Or maybe he's thinking something else...... But it didn't matter what he thought, the important thing was that at this moment, he was distracted.

At this crucial moment, he was finally not able to be completely firm, and he was not able to fully believe in the path that the Harvest Goddess had painstakingly studied and deliberated for him.

Although the divine power was still falling, although his power was still transforming, although he seemed to be slowly but surely becoming a god.

But...... In fact, it all is over.

Jorgaldman frowned, hesitated, and sent a message to the Harvest Goddess, advising him not to waste his efforts in vain, and to cut off the connection with the Great Elder now, so that he could save himself from it and not suffer too much loss.

But the goddess of harvest rejected His advice.

He could sense that something was wrong, but he felt that he had no choice but to fail without God's help.

Even if it is a complete failure, what will it be? It is nothing more than returning to the natural god system and cultivating in the main divine realm.

Is that a big difference compared to giving up now?

So, he held on until the last moment! Perhaps, hold on a little longer, and hope will appear!

So instead of severing the connection with the Great Elder, He strengthened it.

I saw that the phantom of the Kingdom of God in the sky became clearer and clearer, and the divine power that fell from the Kingdom of God became more and more surging, just like the Yangtze River, and gradually even enveloped the entire Rem City in it.

Seeing this scene and feeling the shockingly powerful divine power, Morani couldn't help but sigh: "It deserves to be an old god......! A junior like me, there is no way to compare with him!"

"Soon it will be almost. Jorgaldman sighed and said, "After this day, he is afraid that he will not be as good as you." ”

"Huh?!" Morani was taken aback, his eyes wide and a little dazed.

His family background is not thick, and he was beaten hard by the God of War last time, because most of the divine power he earned was distributed to his brothers to repair his body and faith channel, and he himself has not fully recovered until now.

The current him, in terms of divine power, is almost the lowest level in the medium divine power, compared to the old medium divine power harvest goddess, the gap is simply desperate.

What must happen to make the Goddess of the Harvest become inferior to Him overnight?

Joel Gardeman didn't explain right away, just sighed deeply.

"Now, I just hope Monitor doesn't go overboard and let itself fall......"

"So serious?!" even Sui Xiong, who had a bad relationship with the Goddess of Harvest, was startled and asked in surprise.

Yol Gardeman smiled wryly and nodded.

Sui Xiong pondered for a moment and asked, "No one is going to pull him?"

"I did, but he didn't listen. ”

Sui Xiong suddenly realized, shook his head, and persuaded: "God can't save the person he wants to die, he dies by himself, so it's no wonder that others." Big brother, don't worry too much, there are many such dead guys in the world. The past, the present, the future, the past and the future, if you go to save them one by one, you will either die of exhaustion or anger. ”

"I know. Jorgardman couldn't help but laugh, "He gave up on himself, and I certainly don't have to pull Him desperately." It's just that I can't even persuade a kind god to die by watching him die, and I always feel a little depressed!"

"You should think differently. "The fool is dead, and the next successor may be a smart man." ”

Joel Gardeman was stunned for a few seconds, tilting his head sideways and opening his mouth for a few seconds, and finally laughed too.

"You're right!"

So he finally let go of his worries and worries, changed his mood, and stopped worrying about the goddess of harvest who died.

Of course, the Harvest Goddess herself did not know this, but she knew very well that things were getting worse and worse.

His own divine power is quite abundant, and it is no problem to instill it like this for another day or two, but the situation of the Great Elder who can accept the divine power is starting to get worse.

Under the influence of powerful divine power, his body has almost completed the transformation, and has almost completely transformed into a shell composed of divine power. But the process of his soul transformation has stalled—his soul has almost completely transformed into the posture of a god, but at the last moment, there is a little bit of life and death that cannot be transformed, like ...... Using the example on the earth, it is like downloading a high-definition film with dozens of gigabytes, and seeing that the download reaches 99.8 percent, but it is stuck at the last 0.2, and one card is several days......

For this situation, the goddess of harvest is helpless. At this moment, the Great Elder's consciousness had come to a standstill, as if he was asleep, and he relied on his divine power to guide him to complete the final transformation. But his divine power could not do anything with the last bit of the soul that refused to change, and could only wash it away again and again in vain, but could not let it change even the slightest.

Once, twice, three times......

I don't know how many times it was washed, but the Great Elder's soul suddenly collapsed after a wash, turning into countless points of light.

The god ceremony failed. (To be continued.) )