"Erlang God, Erlang God......"

Chen Sheng muttered the name of the heroic spirit in his mouth as he walked towards the land of Sichuan and Chongqing.

I have to say that after collecting three Heroic Spirit fragments, the first shot to recall the Heroic Spirit is Erlang God, and it does feel like drawing SSR by drawing a card.

For this Heroic Spirit Erlang God who is about to return to the eternal day, Chen Sheng's heart is naturally full of expectations.

According to the setting in myths and legends, it is the God of War of the Three Realms who drew with Brother Monkey. According to the setting in the organization's personality, it is also a fierce man who can control water and slay dragons.

Now that these two settings are blended together, Chen Sheng feels that he will not be disappointed.

Eternal Day happens to have one more fierce general! There will not be a situation where he alone can carry the beams.

Although he has barely cultivated the first batch of seven people now, it still seems a drop in the bucket for the whole world.

Seven Level 1 members, plus a bunch of new members who will graduate from Dawn Academy, are not enough to maintain stability around the world.

A precious high-end combat power can play a great role in many cases.

As he was groaning, Chen Sheng suddenly looked in a certain direction with a clear eye.

"Abyssal rifts?"

"No, it's not the same!"

"But for sure, there's a very strong abyssal aura here."

"You got so close to feel it?!"

Chen Sheng frowned, and his originally slow speed suddenly accelerated.

Finally, after a long silence.

The abyss finally had some movement again.

Chen Sheng should have been able to sense the general breath of the abyss crack of half the planet.

But this time it was obviously not a crack that appeared, the erosion of the abyss changed the erosion routine again, and changed a method that would not be easily sensed by Chen Sheng.

……………………………………

Erwang Temple.

Erlang silently glanced at the clay statue, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

Erlang, who had never used his extraordinary power since being recalled, had a technique to conceal his presence at this moment.

Retrograde in the midst of the crowd.

It is like a fork in the road that persecuts the water of the river.

The passing crowd will subconsciously avoid him, but they will not notice him.

The old man who directs behind the stage, the tour guide with a group of tourists, and the tourists who take pictures around to find the toilet...... No one noticed him.

Until he walked out of the Erwang Temple and came to the entrance of the Minjiang River on the hillside, no one noticed him.

Standing at the gate of the Erwang Temple, looking at the place where the abyss aura came from in the distance, Erlang's eyes flashed with complicated thoughts.

As he began to mobilize his extraordinary power just now.

The power of mythological beliefs accumulated over countless years began to try to change him.

The power accumulated by these mythical beliefs did not move before, but when Jiro used the spiritual use of magic, he immediately went berserk.

They wanted him to be the god of Erlang.

I want him to be transformed by the power of mythology and belief accumulated over thousands of years, and become another shape.

became the god of war of the Three Realms who carried the mountain to catch the sun, split the mountain to save his mother, and listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement.

However, the symbol of eternal day in the depths of his spirituality faintly radiated a glow that hindered the process of change.

The personality of the Li family Erlang, who controlled the water, joined the eternal day, slayed the dragon, and incarnated as a heroic spirit, was not overwhelmed by the fictional personality of the Manifest True Monarch in the mythological belief.

On the contrary, it was the personality of the Li Jiajilang, in the flickering glow of the eternal day sign in the depths of the spiritual depths, overshadowing the personality of the Manifest Saint True Monarch with an overwhelming advantage.

With the help of the eternal day symbol in Jiro's heart, the mythical power accumulated over thousands of years was turned into a power that did not affect Jiro's personality and was integrated into this Jiro's body.

The fragmented and chaotic memories became clear at this moment. Although many memories are still fragmented, they are no longer as inauthentic as seeing flowers in the fog.

The spirituality, which had been dormant for many years, was now shining brightly again. And this time the sparkle is stained with too many mythological colors.

Erlang felt that his strength, which was still limited to the level 3 spiritual power level before he fell asleep, faintly made a slight improvement.

"Using the power of mythological beliefs to try to make the sleeping organization Heroic Spirits stronger?"

"It's really a big deal that can only be used by eternal day."

Jiro clenched his fists, squinting at the power that had become different at the moment.

Not only has his strength become stronger, but the form of his power has also changed somewhat.

Although there is a risk of personality change in this way, under the suppression of the eternal day sign, Jiro has nothing to do.

Qingyuan Miaodao Erlang Zhenjun inherited a variety of godhoods such as Gukou God, Li Erlang, and Zhao Erlang, and is the god of water, war, and drama, and the god of promoting good and punishing evil, blessing and protection, and removing disasters.

But under the rule of Eternal Day, he will only be a god who protects mankind.

"Here we go."

"Erlang God is me, I am not Erlang God."

Jiro's eyes flashed with a gleam.

The next moment, perhaps under the influence of that old man, the costume on Erlang's body became a classic Baolian lantern version of Erlang's god dress.

The silver armor shone brightly, not at all like the one he had worn before.

His plump and handsome appearance, bright eyes and bright teeth, make people feel that he has a dusty posture and an amazing appearance.

Between steps, the long distance is easily crossed in an instant.

Just in the next second, Erlang walked on the water surface somewhere in Dujiangyan.

Although the eyes of the sky in the center of his eyebrows have not been opened, Erlang can clearly feel the power contained in the river under his feet.

Not only the experience of water control, but also his amazing spiritual perception can also detect a strong abyssal aura from the river water under his feet.

The outside world can't see what kind of power lurks under the calm surface of the river.

This force obviously wants to guide the river to burst its banks, and to lead the river that he once managed to riot and endanger the world again.

However, Erlang stood just here, and the water flow was immediately obedient like an extension of his arm, and he instantly stabilized.

With a slight stomp of his foot, the abyssal aura of chaos under the river water all turned into nothing.

"Is that all?"

Jiro frowned.

He had just finished fusing some of the mythical powers of Erlang God and was ready to show his strength, but his opponent was just a piece of garbage that blew on it.

It's just that I haven't seen it for thousands of years, and the abyss has become so crotch-pulling?

Erlang, who does not believe in evil, let the eyebrows and heavenly eyes reveal some of the power and vaguely bless the spiritual perception, so that his spiritual perception ability has been strengthened I don't know how many times.

Then, he quickly scanned the river, trying to find out if there was anything hidden in it, trying to find the source of the power that guided the river.

Near Dujiangyan, which is a scenic spot, there are many tourists gathered on the shore.

As one person suddenly noticed Erlang who appeared in Jiang Xin at some point, the rest of the people also noticed.

A man in silver-white armor stood motionless in the center of the river. Although it is not real, many people on the shore still subconsciously want to see the excitement.

"? Magic? ”

"Light power floating on the water?"

"Is there any activity going on in the scenic area? I heard that the old man here likes to live. ”

"This outfit...... Jiao Enjun?! ”

The voices of emotion and shock were endless.

These tourists, who are traveling with large bags and small bags, are curiously looking at the picture in the center of the river.

The magic trick of walking on the water is not unusual, but since you can take a look at the magic while traveling, these tourists from all over the world naturally raise their mobile phones and join in the excitement near the shore.

Chen Sheng, who was looking for his lost heroic spirit, also mixed in the crowd and watched the excitement.

(End of chapter)