At the beginning of the baptismal ceremony, Lu Yuan made a similar attempt, but failed.

He found himself unable to call up any of the class panels, nor could he use any of his secret arts and skills.

His strength seems to have been "solidified" by some kind of force.

This can only be done according to the "rules" laid down by the will of the Mosesian god of martial arts and hunting, summoned by the baptismal rite." Consciousness Trial"?!

Now Lu Yuan is beginning to be dissatisfied with this "rule".

Even if it's a "trial", what's the matter with sealing his ability?

"I'm not trying to cheat."

"I just want to be fair!"

As he spoke, Lu Yuan thrust the golden spear in his hand into the ground in front of him, took a deep breath, and quickly closed his eyes.

The melee continued.

"Whew-"

A giant battle axe with an exaggerated shape, a huge mace, and a thick spear all seemed to be made of gold, and the sound of wind and thunder roared towards the road at the same time.

Lu Yuan stood motionless, but the eyeballs under his closed eyelids were rolling rapidly.

The moment when several attacks were about to fall on him.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and in an instant, almost the entire battlefield was silenced!

Several attacks seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next second.

"Boom-"

There was a muffled sound like a boulder grinding and rolling, and the furious momentum enveloped the huge smoke and dust and exploded.

Several incomparably thick arms suddenly poked out from the smoke and dust, and with a random sweep, the figures holding the golden heavy weapons flew out like straws.

Rolling waves of air spread out in all directions.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and a fifteen-meter-high, three-headed and six-armed, giant body like an immortal demon mountain slowly walked out of the dust and mist.

"Click-"

Lu Yuan twisted his neck slightly, letting out a crisp bone sound.

He looked at his huge palm that could directly slap a person to death, and said to himself calmly: "Now... Wouldn't it be fairer?"

Just as he thought.

This so-called "baptismal trial" was "built" on the basis of his own conscious space.

He is also one of the participating builders of the "game", and he can win some rights and interests for himself outside the "rules".

For the average person, this is almost impossible.

But for Lu Yuan, who has mastered the skill of "Grandmaster Meditation Battle" and is as skilled in dream and consciousness manipulation as eating and drinking, it can still be done.

After switching to the body of King Ming, Lu Yuan compared to the figures fighting on the battlefield, like a real giant.

He didn't even bother to pick up the golden spear that he had planted on the ground before, he just made random punches and kicks, and the figures around him flew out like weeds.

In the face of absolute power, skill also becomes redundant.

Lu Yuan quickly swept away the opponent in front of him, rampage through the field like a giant beast running out of the wild mountain range.

He cleaned up a large number of opponents on the battlefield.

Lu Yuan's strength in opening the posture of King Ming was completely disproportionate to the opponent in front of him.

He is like an elephant that suddenly ran into a colony of ants, as if he had become an existence outside the rules.

His actions seemed to have aroused the displeasure of the majestic figure behind the heavenly dome.

Two blood moons suddenly lit up in the cloudy sky, and they were the eyes of the mysterious figure.

"Kuqi—"

Thunder flashed in the sky, and then a big hand like a sheep's hoof suddenly tore through the dome and fell straight down the road.

Looking at the posture, it seems that he intends to directly erase him, the unstable factor that destroys the rules of the game.

Lu Yuan watched fixedly as the incomparably huge sheep's hoof giant hand fell from the sky.

In an instant, there was a great sense of horror and fear in my heart.

Under this giant hand, he was as small as an ant, and he had no ability to resist at all, so he could only watch the rapid arrival of the divine punishment of heaven.

"Ahh

When the giant hand of sheep's hooves was about to fall down, and the huge shadow was about to drown Lu Yuan's whole person, Lu Yuan's six arms were raised, and an unwilling roar came out of his mouth.

In a trance, it was as if something was boiling inside him.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, an equally huge elephant's hoof came out of nowhere, and with a "boom", the sheep's hoof was directly knocked away.

An elephant man as high as the sky lifted the huge elephant's hooves like a mountain, and "whirred" from the top of the road to the entire battlefield.

The elephant man had twelve thick arms, and with a roar twelve arms reached out at the same time.

Suddenly tore open the dome in front of him, and directly dragged out a sheep-headed man behind the dome with a shield in one hand, a spear in the other, and an unknown number of heads on his neck.

There was a roar of terror and anger from the sheep's heads.

The two figures, a sheep and an elephant, soon fought together, and the earth and sky began to crack, and in an instant it was as if the world was destroyed.

Lu Yuan was dumbfounded.

You don't have to think about it to know that the Ganesha must belong to the will of the elephant god.

But how did the will of the elephant suddenly run out, and he was still fighting with the god of martial hunting in Mossa.

Is it because of yourself?

He didn't know.

With the battle between the will of the elephant god and the will of the god of martial hunting, the battlefield where Lu Yuan was located also quickly underwent drastic changes.

On the side of the battlefield where there was no edge in sight, a huge black mountain suddenly rose rapidly, and at the foot of the peak, a viscous blood-colored ocean swept in.

The blood-colored tide quickly engulfed the battlefield, and in a short time, it directly split a huge battlefield into two halves.

On one side, the magic mountain towers, and the sea of blood is surging.

On the other side is a chaotic battlefield.

There is a clear distinction between them.

Lu Yuan stood on the dividing line between the two, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

He blinked, looked at the two divine wills in the sky above him, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Now. It seems that this is the real fairness. ”

"What?!"

In the conference hall, a throne was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't help but slam the table in front of him.

There is more than one throne with a similar expression to him.

These people had just finished a round of discussion about the "pantheon" and looked back to see if someone's baptism was over.

As a result, I almost didn't drop my jaw.

I saw that the big screen showed that Lu Yuan was still shrouded in a blood-colored pillar of light.

But the golden creature in front of him somehow turned into two things.

A spear poured in gold.

There is also a round round wheel, with a golden shield covered with ornate patterns.

"Wheel of Gold!"

"He was actually promoted directly to the Golden Wheel?!"

The thrones looked at each other, each with astonishment and disbelief written on their faces.

The specifications of the baptism ceremony in the far away way are in the eyes of all of them, and the low one cannot be lower, which can be said to be insincere, and has no effect on the final result of the baptism.

However, even in this case, he can still qualify for the Golden Wheel?!

The strength and potential of this guy in front of him are so strong?

If it is accompanied by a baptism ceremony of similar specifications. Wouldn't he want to ascend to the sky in one step and directly achieve the position of the throne of the sequence?

One by one, the thrones in the conference hall began to turn their attention back to the big screen in front of them, their expressions changing, and they whispered to each other.

This time, even the silver-haired man sitting on the crystal throne at the top of the long table moved slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of interest in it.

"Boom, boom—"

Black and blood-colored lightning intertwined and spread in the cloudy sky.

The heavenly dome was torn open one huge opening after another.

The twelve-armed elephant god and the god of martial arts and hunting with countless sheep's heads are inextricably linked, and it is a fierce battle between the true gods and the gods.

Lu Yuan stood on the black magic mountain and looked up dizzy.

He didn't know why things had suddenly turned out the way they did.

Brushed it off a little.

It seems that the main purpose of this so-called Mosa baptism ritual is not only to judge the potential of the participants in the baptism through a method similar to spiritual trials, but also to plant a faith imprint in the consciousness of the baptist that belongs to the "god of fighting and hunting".

And because of his behavior of breaking the "rules" without authorization, he caused the dissatisfaction of the gods of martial arts and hunting, and wanted to directly erase his consciousness.

At this time, the will of the elephant god that existed in his body suddenly jumped out and confronted it.

"Since God's Will Can Come Out to Help"

Lu Yuan gently rubbed his smooth chin and thought, "Then there is no reason why the evil god will represented by the rest of my evil god system career panels can't come out."

"The Fire Chaser. Blue Flame (Legendary)]! ”

Lu Yuan directly activates the Flame Chaser class panel.

In the space of consciousness, he is subject to much less constraints and restrictions in all aspects than in reality.

A verdant emerald green flame rises from the ashes.

In an instant, the sky where the gods fought fiercely regenerated.

An immortal bird covered in fire tore through the dome and appeared, instantly igniting the entire heavenly dome, and slaughtered the will of the god of martial hunting towards the sheep's head and human body.

Enter with the will of an immortal bird.

The will of the Mosa god of martial arts and hunting fell to the upper hand in an instant.

With a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, he retreated under siege by the will of the gods and the will of the immortal birds, and the heads of thousands of male goats roared with wrath.

He seemed to want to retreat.

The vast space of consciousness gradually became unstable, and the battlefield below that confronted the Demon Mountain and the Sea of Blood began to become illusory.

And then he didn't wait for any further action.

"Smack!"

A crisp snap of fingers sounded.

"Whew-"

Half of the sky, covered in fiery clouds, suddenly turned into pure pitch black, as if it had fallen rapidly from day to night.

In this night sky, a huge white full moon quietly emerged.

Under the full moon, the dark River Styx flowed silently, suppressing the sheep-headed people with a breath.

The graceful figure of the woman in the black dress loomed between the full moon and the River Styx, bringing Lu Yuan a certain inexplicable sense of security.

The sheep-headed people were suppressed by the River Styx and could no longer break free.

He kept roaring, and Lu Yuan seemed to feel a trace of shock and panic in his mood swings from this roar.

"Don't leave if you come."

Lu Yuan looked at the dilemma, as if he was being beaten by a group of big men in the corner of the wall, and sighed softly: "Anyway, it's not bad for you." ”

"It's just. How shall my baptism end? ”

Now this is the case.

Was it the god of Mosa who baptized him, or did he baptize the god of Moses?

"Boom!"

The long table placed in the middle of the conference hall suddenly split apart, and several figures stood up and stood up from the throne below them.

At this time, all the thrones stared at the big screen in front of them in a daze, wondering if their eyes were mistaken and had some hallucinations.

On the big screen.

The golden spear and the golden wheel were now shining like diamonds.

Not only that, but two new objects condensed in the void.

It's the same mask with a diamond sheen.

The other is an iron crown that looks like a thorn twist.

"The throne. And not your average throne"

"The real generation. The Walker is born?."

The thrones muttered to themselves in a daze.

Who would have thought that this would be the result in front of you.

The baptismal rite that was initiated at the lowest level gave birth to the supreme throne of Mosa religion that had never been seen before.

This can no longer be explained by strength and potential.

It can only be said that the person who participated in the baptism in front of him is the executor of the will of the god Mosa in this world.

He is the symbol of the god of martial arts and hunting.

It's the son of the gods!

As the Eleventh Throne, who personally led the way in, he also had a dull expression on his face at this moment.

He couldn't have imagined that he would bring in a random person outside

At this time, he is about to directly take over the whole of Mosa and become the supreme authority in the history of Mossaism?!

"Uhhh

Suddenly, someone turned his head sharply and looked in one direction.

And then the second and the third.

The thrones in the conference hall seemed to have just remembered something, and they all turned to look at the deepest part of the conference hall, which was also the top of the broken long table.

All see it.

On the throne that seemed to be carved out of crystal, the silver-haired man who had been sitting still was slowly rising from the throne at this time.

His long silver-white hair was windless, and under the crystal mask that also shimmered with diamond luster, a pair of silver-gray eyes seemed to exude deep coldness like a whirlpool.

"I think one of your previous proposals was a good idea."

The silver-haired man's cold gaze scanned the audience, swept over a throne, and finally landed on the big screen in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Eighteen seats in this place are already crowded enough, and there is no room for even one chair."

"This kind of person of unknown origin, and there is a high probability that it will affect our possible future cooperation with the Pantheon"

"It should have been sacrificed as a sacrifice."

"Stop the baptism."

The silver-haired man's voice echoed coldly through the huge conference hall.

"Ready to open. Hunting rituals. ”

In the hall, the thrones looked at each other, and a strange light flashed in everyone's eyes.

A moment later.

Everyone sat down one after the other.

Everyone's figure was hidden in the shadows, and no one spoke.

(End of chapter)