The moment Fang Xiu entered, he was completely enveloped in the paint. He could clearly feel every cell in his body dissolving, as if he had jumped into a pool of sulfuric acid.
Intense pain surged through his body, but he remained unmoved.
Gradually, his skin melted away, turning him into a bloody, mangled human form. He tried to use his spirituality to heal his injuries, but the speed of healing was far slower than the speed of dissolution, and even his spirituality was rapidly dissolving.
He kept diving down, trying to see what was at the bottom of the pool, but the deeper he went, the faster he dissolved.
Soon, all the flesh and blood on his body disappeared, leaving only a pale skeleton. In the eye sockets of the skull, there were two pairs of eyes, one silver and one red.
Sizzle!
With a soft, corrosive sound, Fang Xiu's blood-red right eye completely shattered and dissolved, and his bones melted away little by little, like a candle.
Even so, he still hadn't reached the bottom of the paint pool, which was so deep it seemed like a bottomless pit.
Three meters, five meters, ten meters...
Fang Xiu was left with only a skull, a left hand, a heart, and a silver eyeball shining brightly in the skull's left eye socket.
The Holy Eye shares the same source of power as the Pigment Pool, making it the most resistant.
The mouth of the Taotie is located on the left hand, which can barely withstand the attack.
The heart is the heart of forbidden evil.
Fifteen meters, twenty meters...
His left hand and heart were completely gone, and his skull showed signs of melting. Just then, boom!
A jet-black flame, as if emerging from hell, burst forth and firmly enveloped the skull; it was the primordial flame.
The appearance of the primordial flame allowed Fang Xiu's head to continue for a moment, but when he descended to thirty meters, the primordial flame was completely extinguished, and the skull only lasted for one second before it was destroyed.
At this point, Fang Xiu was left with only one eyeball!
But he still didn't give up. Even if he only had one eyeball left, he wanted to see the secrets of this pool with his own eyes.
Nightmare enveloped his consciousness, drawing it all into his holy eyes as he continued to descend.
Fang Xiu has not used the ethereal transformation until now, because he wants to comprehend it personally. There are many things that cannot be understood by simply looking. Activating the ethereal transformation prevents interaction with the outside world; one can only look, not comprehend.
He must have a deep understanding of this pool of water in order to make the most accurate judgment.
Fifty meters later, Saint Eyes began to sting, showing signs of melting. Finally, he saw the bottom of the pool.
There was a painting at the bottom of the pool!
It was an ancient scroll painting, the paper as red as blood, as if it were made of congealed blood, and what was painted on it was this spatial node!
Blue sky, white clouds, lush green plains, and a tall, majestic holy city. Within the holy city, countless believers kneel and shout, while above the sky, a huge, bright moon is slowly rising, already halfway up.
Seeing this, Fang Xiu fully understood why there was no color in the outside world. It turned out that all the colors had been absorbed by this painting, and the bright moon that was about to rise was the son of the angel!
What does this mean exactly?
Is the Child of Angels a painting?
He controlled the Holy Eye, which was mostly melted, and moved it rapidly towards the painting. The Holy Eye landed on the painting and shattered with a splat, like a bird dropping falling from the sky and hitting the car window.
The moment the two sides made contact, a strange tremor suddenly came from the painting, a feeling that was inexplicably familiar.
This is... the blood of the forbidden!
Fang Xiu's consciousness, enveloped by the nightmare, was rapidly dissipating, but at this critical moment of life and death, he gradually came to understand everything.
The material of this painting is formed from the blood of forbidden monsters!
So that's why the Heart of the Forbidden Ghost beat violently when it entered the spatial node, emitting a stronger fluctuation than when it encountered other Forbidden Ghost bodies. This is because the heart is the organ that controls blood, and the connection between the two is the closest.
In an instant, he understood the principle behind the formation of the Angel's Child. First, Zhou Qingfeng had somehow stolen a portion of the angel's divine essence from the other side.
Then, using the blood of the Forbidden Ghost as raw material, the Child of the Angel was drawn, and the divine essence was placed within it. The Forbidden Ghost's ability is precisely to seal, essentially acting as a container to hold the divine essence.
But relying solely on the power to suppress evil is not enough; it requires the faith and lives of countless believers to sustain it.
With divinity as its root, forbidden blood as its vessel, and faith and life as its flesh and blood, a complete angelic child is formed.
But how can the children of angels be used to complete the global transformation into something bizarre?
Suddenly, Fang Xiu thought of the scene of angels descending, where everyone turned into fanatics, praising the angels madly, and many even underwent mutations, their bodies exploding. Could it be... that this is Zhou Qingfeng's method?
Using the corrupting power of the Angel's Child to transform everyone into monsters?
However, if that's all, it seems a bit superfluous. Zhou Qingfeng can even steal the divine status of angels, so why not settle for second best and choose to steal some strange divine ramblings? That way, he can also pollute the whole world.
Moreover, Zhou Qingfeng never showed up during the previous hundred or so rewinds, which all indicates that his plan is far more than that!
Just as Fang Xiu continued to ponder Zhou Qingfeng's purpose, he finally reached his limit and completely lost consciousness.
......
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This time, he repeated his previous actions, activated the ethereal transformation, and entered the spatial node alone, entering the holy city where the Son of Angels had descended.
Before the barrier of faith, Fang Xiu easily entered and immediately jumped into the pool of paint.
However, unlike last time, the terrifying dissolving power in the pool of paint did not dissolve his body, because he activated his ethereal transformation.
The wife's ethereal transformation could even ignore the attacks of the true card of the angelic ghost, let alone the annihilating power of the angel's son.
Using the blurring ability, Fang Xiu descended smoothly and soon saw the painting again!
Virtualization. Solved!
The moment the illusion dissipated, a terrifying dissolving power engulfed him, with a constant hissing sound. In just a moment, he was a bloody mess, with his bones faintly visible.
Before the spirituality was completely dissolved, Fang Xiu launched an attack.
He unleashed the full power of his pain, a power accumulated from countless deaths, and slammed it onto the painting.
However, at the very moment of contact, Hua seemed to sense a threat, and a holy light mixed with countless powers of faith shone forth, easily shattering Fang Xiu's power of pain.
He made several more attempts, all of which ended in failure. Anything that got close to the painting would be destroyed. Only the Holy Eye could barely make contact, but even that was useless.
Even if his wife manages to leave a scratch on the painting, the power of faith will quickly repair it.
The painting cannot be destroyed or taken away.
Fang Xiu's eyes gradually turned cold. Was the arrival of the angel's child truly unstoppable?
He could sense that the painting was already a semi-finished product, condensing a large amount of faith power and even the power of divinity. If he had to rate it, the energy level of the painting had already reached the seventh level!
Ultimately, it was too late. If the moon in the painting hadn't yet appeared, it might have been destroyed, but the moon had already revealed half of itself, and the power it had gathered was too great.
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