Chapter 220 God's Descent
The huge magic circle was cast in an instant, and Lu Yi withdrew his bleeding hand.
Before performing the final ceremony, he looked back at the dark and silent orc forest.
The sky was pitch black and silent, without any echo or movement.
He drew such a huge magic circle in the forbidden area, but no orc guard jumped out to stop him.
Lu Yi didn't want to think about what this meant.
Almost there.
Soon this will all be over.
Lu Yi withdrew his gaze and stared at the extremely profound giant magic circle under his feet.
The magic circle was shining with golden and red aurora.
Ancient spells swirled and intertwined, and the deep red blood patterns had thirteen ominous layers, and each layer contained extremely large and terrifying profound laws.
These magic arrays seemed to connect the endless mysteries between heaven and earth, extending from the continent of Isaiah to the sacred mountains outside the world.
The strange eyes reflected the brilliant light of the magic circle, and Lu Yi lowered his eyes to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the magic circle.
This was the largest magic circle he had ever seen. Whether in the Klein family's collection of books or in the library of Braceside College, the most profound magic circle was not even one percent of the one under his feet.
Even though this magic circle was clearly drawn by him personally, Lu Yi could not keep his eyes on it for long.
When it comes to the great magic circle involving gods, just one glance at it is enough for ordinary people to become confused and disoriented, let alone staring at the mysteries within it intently.
The last step of the magic circle is to pour the blood from the fingertips of the person who drew the circle.
Lu Yi expressionlessly cut a small cut on his index finger, squeezing out a small amount of blood from his fingertip.
After taking out the blood, he did not immediately pour the blood onto the center of the magic circle, but instead took out another glass tube that was also half full of blood.
Lu Yi shook the two glass tubes and steadily mixed the blood in the tubes together.
[“857, can you detect whose blood is in this glass tube?”]
[I tried it, the system can only detect the biometrics that have been recorded, and the biometrics that have not been recorded will be displayed as unknown. ]
Lu Yi nodded and slowly poured the mixed blood onto the center of the magic circle.
The blood disappeared into the magic circle.
The deep red magic circle began to turn into a bright red, glowing and hot, and a blood mist rose. In just a moment, the entire forbidden area of the Orc Forest was filled with this strange blood mist, and the temperature rose rapidly.
[Results! It's the blood from Callisto and Sia's fingertips!] 857 suddenly shouted.
West Asia's blood?
Lu Yi frowned slightly. Why would Xia's blood work in the summoning reversal seal formation that sealed Mios?
How many secrets are hidden in this Son of the World?
Did Callisto have some plans against Xia from the very beginning?
That would be too terrible.
If every move of Callisto hides a plot known only to him, then what role will Lu Yi play in his blueprint?
The Son of Light was destined to be sacrificed by him in the cause of killing God.
What about Lu Yi, the God-favored man who was previously favored by everyone but unexpectedly did not enter the Vatican in the end?
What plans did Callisto have for him?
Lu Yi put aside the thoughts that were flying around in his mind and focused on the blood mist that was becoming brighter and brighter above the magic circle in front of him.
The power gathered by the magic circle was exponentially increasing. Under the tremendous pressure, Lu Yi even began to have difficulty breathing.
It was a feeling of oppression from the gods, trying to overwhelm and subdue him.
However, Lant did not bend over like he did in the eternal night.
He stood straight in the center of the magic circle, braving the fierce wind and waves and enduring the pain in his soul.
The strong wind lifted his long hair, causing his black robe to flutter wildly.
But he still stood proudly.
"You, you...what are you...doing?!"
A hoarse voice came from behind him, and Lu Yi turned around suddenly to look.
At the edge of the magic circle, dozens of ragged and wounded orc soldiers were staring at him angrily. Leading them was the guard who had just been knocked unconscious by Lu Yi and the black-robed messenger.
No--
Don't step into the magic circle!
"Get out! Get out now!" Lu Yi shouted.
"Answer us what are you doing? You should get out!" the guard roared regardless of the danger.
"I warn you to leave the forbidden area now! The elders and the people from the Church are here, you'd better give up-"
The orc who was speaking had not yet finished his words when he was frightened by the terrifying pressure that came upon him and fell to the ground, unable to move.
Lu Yi gritted his teeth, raised his hand and knocked this group of fearless orcs dozens of meters away.
His men used some clever tactics to prevent the orcs from suffering any real harm, but they were unable to get up and die again in a short time.
The orcs lay on the ground, whimpering.
But amid the sobbing, there was another sound of footsteps coming from the ground.
Lu Yi frowned and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
Amid the flying dust raised by the horse, Callisto came riding in a plain robe, followed by a group of knight monks from the Church.
He clenched the reins of the horse under him, and veins bulged on the back of his white hands.
The sturdy white horse was forced to stop, raised its head and neighed, exhaling a puff of hot air.
From a distance of several dozen meters, Callisto looked down at him with a stern gaze.
They stood outside the magic circle, isolating Lant, who was expelled from the Church, and witnessed what was about to happen like outsiders.
Callisto's lips moved, as if he was silently reciting some long spell.
Lu Yi only felt that the pressure on his body suddenly became stronger, forcing his feet to sink three inches into the ground.
The red light from the magic circle was so strong that it blurred his vision. The terrifying pressure made his heart beat like a drum, and the pores all over his body began to explode.
The extremely terrifying aura indicated the approach of the gods.
Lu Yi looked at the bright red magic circle behind him, then turned to look at Callisto who was watching coldly.
The orcs had recovered from their shock and were standing behind Callisto, supporting each other and glaring at him.
Lu Yi wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood foam came out of his throat.
He tilted his head to cough out the blood foam in his mouth and shouted hoarsely: "Callisto!"
This was the first and only time that Rant addressed the Pope by his name in public.
Under the tremendous pressure, Lant's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and blood began to seep out of all his orifices. He stared at Callisto with an extremely horrifying look.
But it was this horrifying appearance that made Callisto lower his eyes and dismount from his horse.
Everyone could see that he had reached his limit.
"Lead them to retreat..."
"Take them back quickly!"
This was different from what they had originally planned.
Lant closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Callisto, lead them to retreat--"
Bishop Kalai looked anxious and asked urgently: "Your Majesty? Do we need to retreat first..."
Callisto stared at Lant, who was gritting his teeth, for a long time before he looked away and said softly, "No need."
Lu Yi's five senses had begun to decline, but Callisto's casual "no need" sounded particularly harsh amid the buzzing sound.
Well done, Callisto.
Lu Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Blood spilled onto the magic circle, and the magic circle suddenly glowed with golden light, then spread and shattered!
Including Pope Callisto, everyone outside the magic circle was knocked to the ground by the hurricane, and then their internal organs began to shift due to the intense pressure spreading from the magic circle.
The entire forbidden area of the Orc Forest began to burst into unparalleled dazzling light.
This light penetrated the clouds, swept across millions of miles, and focused all eyes on the Isaiah continent towards the sky!
…
Braeside.
The principal and Professor Carton frowned and looked in the direction of the light.
"This is - the direction of the Orc Forest..."
Klein Manor.
The water cup was knocked over to the ground.
Duke Klein stood up suddenly and shouted towards the light: "Something big has happened! Astor!"
Katifan.
The Saint Sister looked at the extremely bright south with concern and murmured, "God of Light, may everything go well for Your Majesty..."
Remote forest.
Xia laughed like a madman: "What did I say? What did I say! I knew it would be like this! Hahahaha! I will still be the final winner..."
…
The broken magic circle turned into thousands of rays of light, and gradually condensed into a figure full of divinity and majesty in the glow.
The bodies of the people in the forbidden area, who were pressed against the ground, were pressed even lower, and were even faintly embedded in the soil.
Deathly silence—
When the gods come, all living beings worship them.
Mios raised his eyebrows, and was not in a hurry to devour the broken godhead in the bone burial ground. He just reached out his hand and lifted Lant's thin chin.
"Tsk, why are you so embarrassed?"
The tone seemed to be one of disdain, yet also of care.
He scratched Lant's chin, as lovingly and affectionately as if he was stroking a naughty kitten.
The jade-like fingertips slid from Rant's chin to his bloody lips, then to his tall nose, and finally to his trembling eyelids.
He said, “Wake up.”
Lu Yi only felt abundant strength filling up his body again. When he opened his eyes, he saw the playful expression of the god. For a moment, he thought that Callisto's plan had been exposed.
Calm down! If the plan is exposed, there is no way he can stand here alive——
"My God!" Lu Yi smiled with joy.
After making sure that his little son was not seriously ill, Mios nodded with satisfaction and said in a voice that only he and Lant could hear: "I will settle the score with you later."
After saying this, Mios waved his hand behind him, and then calmly released Callisto from the pressure that made him unable to move.
Lu Yi appeared obedient and submissive on the surface, but he didn't care in his heart.
Settlement of accounts?
The account with Mios will never be settled in the future. Today, either he dies or he dies.
Of course, the greater possibility is that they will die together.
Callisto did not act according to plan, and coincidentally, Lu Yi also had his own ideas.
He had prepared a "surprise" for Callisto.
Lu Yi glanced sideways at Callisto who was slowly standing up and gave him a bright smile.
His Holiness, covered in mud, showed no sign of embarrassment at all, and seemed to have deliberately ignored his smile, and respectfully saluted the in-spirited god.
Separated by the arrogant god, their eyes met and quickly looked away.
Mios didn't care about the silent undercurrent between them and ordered: "Now I will absorb the broken godhead here, you just keep guard here."
"Yes, my God."
An even larger and more mysterious magic circle slowly emerged under the feet of the god. Lu Yi only took a quick glance at it and was burned so much that he was forced to close his eyes.
The forest turned to ashes, and the forbidden area gradually revealed its true appearance.
The white bones and the huge inverted cross form the most realistic appearance of the burial ground.
The chaotic sun and moon of the Abyss overlap with the Isaiah continent, and the chaotic and disordered scene flickers.
Mios's bony hands fell on the inverted cross tombstone, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
The power of the Godhead
Even the broken and incomplete last god is a great tonic for him now.
Mios's divine power was skyrocketing wildly, and his expression became more and more obsessed and greedy.
The author has something to say:
Q: Why didn't Callisto let those people retreat?
A: Because history needs witnesses and facts need disseminators.
There have been a lot of bad things in the three-dimensional world these past two days, oh (let out a long sigh)
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