Chapter 589: The Terror Supreme Destroys the Dark Evil God

Taking advantage of the night, the head of the Fengyun Chamber of Commerce branch left on a teleportation array.

There is a teleportation array in the fortress, but the resources required for teleportation are expensive.

When the disaster of dream beast comes, I am afraid that only a few people can be teleported away.

As for the large number of lower-class civilians and even some nobles, they were unable to leave.

Just as the sky was getting light, the vice president of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce stopped in front of a magnificent palace.

This palace is the main hall of the Church of the True Creator. The high priest who is in contact with Liu Tu lives in this hall.

The Church of the True Creator is a massive entity that spans many worlds.

This high priest is a well-known figure in the church headquarters and is a member of the elders' council.

The Council of Elders is the true core of the Church of the True Creator.

Every member of the Elders Council has the strength of the seventh realm.

The seventh realm is the realm of Yang Shen.

"Enter."

A majestic voice came, and Liu Tu immediately walked in humbly with a look of awe on his face.

Qi Yuan from that advertising club was indeed strong, but to Liu Tu, he was nothing.

He had once seen the high priest of the Church of the True Creator destroy the world of heretics with one palm.

Liu Tu regarded this terrifying power as a god.

How could a mere advertising club be able to fight against such a powerful Church of the True Creator? "Greetings to the High Priest, the divine mirror has been moved." Liu Tu's attitude was extremely respectful, which was completely different from the respect he showed to Qi Yuan.

The high priest was wearing a gray-white robe. He glanced at the divine mirror calmly and asked, "Tell me what happened in the Bird Realm."

Liu Tu quickly told the high priest in detail what had happened in the fortress.

"To be able to destroy a sacred artifact, you have some strength." The high priest commented indifferently.

"Compared to the high priest, Qi Yuan from the advertising association is just a clown.

If the high priest takes action personally, he can kill him in a snap of a finger." Liu Tu boasted, but he was actually a little curious.

Why doesn't the high priest take action himself? Wouldn't it be more difficult to demonstrate the power of the True Creator's Church?

The high priest narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

He was lucky enough to step into the seventh realm and became a powerful Yang God.

The opponent is also a powerful Yangshen. Without a fight, the outcome is unknown.

The high priest was not sure that he would win.

Therefore, the most reliable method is to use the blood of the real creator as a guide to curse.

The high priest waved his hand and the magic mirror fell into his hands.

At this time, a drop of golden blood appeared, and the high priest's face showed a look of awe.

"This drop of blood comes from the true Creator, who has extraordinary power and casts a curse that even a leader-level being cannot resist."

The leader level, that is, the leaders of major churches, is the second level of Yang Shen.

It can be said that apart from great gods like the True Creator, the leader level is already the strongest person in the world.

The high priest said this with a gleam in his eyes.

He stretched his hand into the magic mirror, and a drop of blood of the real creator also fell into the magic mirror.

"The Bloody Grudge God is truly coming... Die!"

The high priest muttered something, and the curse was activated at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if a horrible blood light was descending.

The high priest looked up with a look of awe on his face.

"The phantom of the true creator has arrived. His phantom will remember the breath in the divine mirror and curse him. No matter where he hides, he will die."

The high priest said firmly.

But at this moment, suddenly, a calm voice sounded.

"No matter where I hide, I will die. Doesn't that mean that if I don't hide, I won't die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely handsome man appeared.

Seeing the person coming, Liu Tu was shocked: "Why are you here?"

The teleportation array can only be used twice a day. How come Qi Yuan is here?

The high priest's heart trembled suddenly, and he looked at Qi Yuan with fear: "I didn't expect you to be able to avoid my perception and come here. You are quite strong. Moreover, you actually discovered Liu Tu's abnormality, which shows some wisdom, but you chose to follow me. You don't have much wisdom."

Now, the shadow of the true creator has arrived.

Curse stereotype.

No matter how strong Qi Yuan is, even if he is at the level of a leader, he will surely die.

"I hate it most when people say I'm stupid." Qi Yuan was a little defensive.

Fortunately, the other party was not from Blue Star, otherwise Qi Yuan would have been even more furious if he had thrown a stone at him.

The high priest narrowed his eyes and said, "Enjoy your death."

God created the world and all living things.

God's finger represents life and death.

God stretched out his hand and created the world.

Now, God reaches out again to bring destruction.

This horrific curse is extremely powerful.

Qi Yuan looked at the phantom of the real creator and stretched out his finger, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Your god...his finger is injured?"

When the high priest heard this, his expression changed slightly: "You know too much."

The reason why the true creator fell into a deep sleep was because he was injured.

The wound was on the finger.

It is rumored that when the true creator had not yet come to this universe, he awakened once and extended His friendly hand to the world.

But... it was attacked by the terrifying supreme destructive dark evil god, and the real creator fell into a deep sleep and eventually descended into this universe.

"Unfortunately, knowing this cannot change your ending," said the high priest.

"You have too many scenes." Qi Yuan was speechless, "Okay, now we can wrap up."

As he finished speaking, the confused high priest's body suddenly exploded and turned into ashes.

Until his death, the expression on his face remained the same, or rather, he did not realize that he was going to die.

Standing next to him, Liu Tu saw this scene and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

At this time, Qi Yuan looked at the real creator with calm eyes.

"Your curse won't work, you need your true form to do it."

As soon as the words were spoken, the shadow of the true creator shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Tu also died instantly.

At the same time, in a distant land.

Countless divine powers overflowed and lines of faith interacted.

Between reality and illusion, there seems to be a huge cocoon, and in this cocoon, it seems that a god is sleeping.

This God is the real Creator! After coming to this universe, the real Creator has been in a deep sleep.

He relied on instinct, devoured faith, and slowly revived.

At this rate, it will take billions of years to wake up.

Then, it will be the spring of the Church of the True Creator.

But at this moment, in this secret place, a young man in plain clothes appeared.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He looked at the real Creator in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

"Beep, the alarm is ringing!"

“It’s time to get up!”

At this moment, Qi Yuan turned into an alarm clock, making all kinds of harsh noises, as if calling the real creator to wake up.

The god in the cocoon seemed to tremble violently, and the arcs formed by its flesh looked like a frown.

Obviously, Qi Yuan's voice was extremely aggressive towards Him.

He seemed to recall the feeling of being woken up by the alarm clock when he was still a mortal.

"Get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt!"

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he directly summoned a huge stellar golden elixir.

This golden elixir of a star is majestic, boundless, and blazingly hot.

The air was filled with the smell of terrifying flames and burning everything.

Hot golden color, shining in all directions.

In the Church of the True Creator, dozens of elders in the Council of Elders were awakened.

They were shocked and looked at the newly appeared sun hesitantly with confused expressions.

"What's this?"

"What a strong light!"

"My eyes!"

"What kind of power is this!"

"This is blasphemy against God! How dare you!" An elder shouted in anger, his faith shattered.

These powerful Yang God masters, even the leader-level Yang God masters, all showed expressions of fear.

Suddenly, an extremely huge sun fell into the core area of ​​the church. How could they not be shocked?

"Master, what is this?" someone asked.

The leader of the True Creator Church said solemnly: "I saw a big sun."

"See? The sun is about to burn my butt." Qi Yuan continued, "If you don't wake up, then there will be two suns, or three?"

As Qi Yuan's strength increased, his stellar golden elixir became more and more powerful, and it was no longer just a matter of smashing people.

Of course, if used to hit people, the power is also terrifying.

At this moment, a mysterious and profound aura filled the air.

The true creator who had been sleeping for who knows how many years woke up at this moment.

The first thought was, who am I, where am I, what happened? Wasn't I seriously injured and in deep sleep, how did I suddenly wake up?

Wait…it’s hot.

The real Creator woke up, breathing weakly, like a homebody who had stayed up late for a long time.

His eyes fell on his butt, and he immediately saw two terrifying giants not far away.

His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

He clearly remembered that he escaped to an ordinary universe.

In that universe, He must be the most supreme being.

how……

When he saw Qi Yuan, his neck subconsciously shrank, as if he had seen a natural enemy.

In an instant, He seemed to understand the reason.

It turned out that the majestic being before them had created an advertising association, suspected of competing for faith with the Church of the True Creator.

An elder from the elders' council casually issued an order to suppress the advertising association.

That would have been fine, but an elder who was only at the first level of Yang God actually used his blood to curse this great being.

At this moment, He felt like crying but had no tears.

While you are sleeping at home, a pot falls from the sky.

"Your Excellency, I was at fault in this matter. The fate of all those who are hostile to the advertisement is gathered here, and Your Excellency can break it at any time. This is all a misunderstanding." The real creator knelt down at the speed of light and handed a thread of fate to Qi Yuan.

This thread of fate concerns the death of tens of thousands of lives.

"I'm not here to call you to task. I want to ask who caused the injury on your hand." Qi Yuan said, "According to the doctrine, it was the Supreme Terror who destroyed the Dark Evil God. Who is it?"

The True Creator looked solemn and a little confused: "Once, I was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep. After countless years of efforts, my believers finally awakened a trace of my consciousness, and the hand of ascension reached out...

But who would have thought that at this moment, a... cat's paw slapped Dengshi's hand, and I was immediately hit hard again."

Speaking of this, the real creator felt a little scared.

Although he was seriously injured, he at least entered the third level of Yang Shen and was considered the master of a world.

As a result, he was patted by a cat and continued to sleep.

"Is this cat a black and white cat?" Qi Yuan thought thoughtfully.

“Does the Lord know you?” The Real Creator was a little surprised.

The cat at that time was too scary, or even weird. It was obviously an ordinary cat, but it was so confident and powerful.

And the existence behind the cat is even more terrifying.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be my cat."

"Xie Xinsu."

Qi Yuan said calmly.

(End of this chapter)