r18novel Chapter 340 The Son of God Talks About Atheism
Chapter 340 The Son of God Talks About Atheism
Chapter 340 The Son of God Talks About Atheism
The decisive battle is imminent.
But Jiang Yuan's only weapon was destroyed in the previous battle. Now he has nothing in his hands. Going into the battle like this seems like seeking his own death.
The Tang sword given by Huo Hu is strong enough, but it broke after a few rounds of fighting with Danlin Taisui. Who knows how many surprises are hidden in the place of the final battle. Ordinary weapons are not enough, but where can I get new weapons?
Just when he was worried, Yu Du suddenly said, "There is a treasure house on the right side of Fengtian Palace. Let's go there first."
Jiang Yuan: "Go do it?"
Yu Du: "Look for weapons."
He had a thorny staff of disaster hanging around his waist. It was obvious who this weapon was for.
Yu Du was very meticulous, but that made Jiang Yuan feel embarrassed.
So he rubbed the back of his head and said politely, "There's no need to go through so much trouble, Xiao Yu'er. In fact, you are my best weapon."
Yu Du nodded: "Okay, I won't go."
Jiang Yuan quickly retracted his previous words, took the young man's arm and said, "Go, go! Go now!"
But just as he was about to leave the cold palace, Yu Du glanced and found something strange deep in the flowers.
Jiang Yuan looked in the direction he was looking at, and was also attracted by the unusual flashes in the darkness.
"what is that?"
When they walked over, they saw a gray, withered skeleton in tattered clothes lying deep in the flowers. The nameless little flowers were passing through the gaps between the bones, as if they were holding him gently in their arms, blending into this cold palace.
It is not surprising to see dead bones in this Purple Gold City.
The strange thing is that the skeleton had a platinum spear in its arms, which was not affected by the environment at all and shone brightly in this dark and dilapidated corner.
This spear is more than two meters high. The huge three-edged spear tip is slender and sharp, the blade is slightly curved, and the blood groove is deep. It is deadly and cruel, and it brings the aesthetics of killing to the extreme.
The spear body and the spear head are integrated into one, crystal white and translucent, glowing with golden light, and having a rare pearlescent texture. They should be made of some special material.
It is engraved with intricate spells and looks more like a sacred object used in sacrifice than a weapon.
Cruel, sacred, gorgeous, and extremely lethal, it made Jiang Yuan's heart flutter and his eyes wide open.
"This is a really good spear," he murmured.
Yu Du shook his head and said, "Not good."
Jiang Yuan: "What's wrong?"
Yu Du: "It's not a good name."
Oh?
Is there any other name in this world that can provoke Yu Du’s disgust?
In the middle of the long handle that was carved with spells, there was a name engraved in cursive script that was quite arrogant.
"atheism?"
Jiang Yuan was even happier: "Little thing, you are a little arrogant."
He is the son of the primordial spirit, and has some divine blood in him. This spear is called atheism, so isn't it a provocation to his identity?
This rebellious name aroused the curiosity of the Son of God, and he reached out to pull out this arrogant spear to play with it.
But just as his hand was about to touch the spear handle, a loud rebuke suddenly came from the front.
"Which ignorant idiot dares to slander atheism?"
When they looked up, they saw a dark grey male ghost quietly flying out from the shabby little hall. He was tall, thin and strong, with ordinary features and untidy beard, but with a fierce expression. He was wearing a black battle robe with narrow sleeves. It was obvious that he was a military general in his lifetime, and it was really strange for him to appear in this cold palace.
Jiang Yuan asked: "Who is this eunuch?"
The male ghost said: "What eunuch! I am... I am the spear ghost guarding this spear!"
It sounds like a newly created identity.
If the ghost's attire was a little more torn and worn, it would be almost the same as the dry bones on the ground. His identity is self-evident.
But Jiang Yuan did not expose it, but asked curiously: "Oh? This spear is so powerful, and there is a special ghost guarding it?"
"Humph, of course!"
The male ghost folded his hands proudly and blew the origin of this peerless spear:
"The current emperor is incompetent, bloodthirsty and cruel. The people are living in misery. Uprisings have risen up in various places, vowing to kill this dog emperor, overthrow the great dynasty, and save the people from danger.
However, all the rebels who reached the outside of the Great Wall were killed by a strange force and never returned.
It was not until an assassin entered the palace that he secretly discovered that the emperor had long been possessed by an evil ancient god and had turned into a complete monster!
In order to destroy this monster, various forces united and searched everywhere for a way to kill the god.
After expending countless manpower and resources, people finally found a piece of ancient god's remains in the secret realm outside the Great Wall. Then they invited countless skilled craftsmen to polish and temper it day and night, and finally created this unique sword, which is specially used to restrain the god's atheism. "
In this way, atheism is a holy weapon forged with divine bones and specially used to deal with Danlin Taisui.
Then you have to take it away!
Jiang Yuan asked again: "Since atheism is so powerful, why is the emperor still alive?"
"..."
These words obviously hit the ghost's sore spot. He choked several times before speaking in a hoarse voice:
“Although atheism is beneficial, it is not something that mortals can control. Even the best assassin in the world can only exert less than 30% of its power, not to mention that the one to be killed is a huge ancient god?
The assassin and his companions sneaked into the palace, but failed and were seriously injured by the emperor. In the end, only one person was left. He protected his atheism and hid in this deserted cold palace, dying with hatred in his heart.
Before his death, the assassin was worried that atheism would fall into the wrong hands and his great cause would not be accomplished, so he cursed atheism at the cost of his own soul.
Only the chosen son who can kill the emperor is qualified to pull out this spear, otherwise his internal organs will be burned and he will die on the spot!
So I advise you to take care of yourself and don’t touch anything casually…”
Before he could finish his argument, he heard a rustling sound behind him.
"Go, little fish."
"Ah."
When the ghost looked back, he saw the white-haired palace maid holding a spear, hand in hand with the long-haired monk, shoulder to shoulder, running away like thieves, without even hearing his last few words.
...Ah, no...?
I haven't finished yet!
The assassin's ghost was confused, with a face full of questions: My spear was just pulled out like that?! What about the curse? What about sudden death? What about internal burning?! Why is there no movement at all? ? ?
Who is this white-haired palace maid?!
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The early sun had not yet risen, but was covered by dark clouds, and its brilliance was invisible.
Jiang Yuan and Yu Du hurried along, and the closer they got to the center of the imperial city, the dimmer their vision became.
On the way, Jiang Yuan briefly told Yu Du about Jiang Jian's plan to gather the dead souls and upgrade his purity level.
When he heard that there was still a shortfall of 80,000 souls, Yu Du frowned and looked a little unhappy.
Jiang Yuan: "What's wrong?"
Yu Du: "I looked through the engineering drawings of Zijin City. At least 20,000 to 30,000 craftsmen died during the construction of this palace. They were all buried nearby in the underground of the imperial city as the foundation stone. Add to that the consumption over the past 800 years, and the souls trapped here are enough to fill the gap."
Eighty thousand souls.
It sounds like a huge number at first glance, but it is a drop in the bucket for this corrupt palace.
Jiang Yuan then realized a horrifying problem-----
Rather than saying that these 80,000 dead souls are a huge gap, it is better to say that they are just the last key before Jiang Jian’s upgrade. As long as the time is right, they can be opened at any time!
As if to verify this statement, a strong wind suddenly howled and blew away the luxurious carpet.
Under the floor tiles and inside the palace walls, countless miserable souls that had been suppressed for who knows how many years soared into the sky with screams, converging towards the dark clouds in the sky.
From a distance, it looked like a violent storm.
But every drop of gray rain represents a dead soul, carrying their miserable lives towards a desperate end.
Even the lovely concubines in the cold palace were wailing as they were sucked into the sky.
Help!
Help!
Help!
Oh my god, I have been dead for so many years, how come I still have so many roles!!!
This heaven is too dark! I won’t go there!! Let me go back!!
Dead man! Why are you just standing there?! Help the ghost!!!!
Jiang Yuan: ...
The sisters are so miserable that it's hilarious.
"Half an hour."
Looking at the roaring rain of dead souls rushing towards the sky, Yu Du's face was gloomy, and he said more seriously than ever before:
"It only takes half an hour for Jiang Jian to gather these 80,000 dead souls and advance to the Pure Level."
By then, new strange holes will cover the entire world, and all humans will fall into the game, leaving reality only a vast expanse of white, dry and clean.