Chapter 148: Divine Court
Blood God Continent.
One of the holy cities belonging to the Death Court, the City of Spirit Blood.
A thousand-meter-high statue dressed in a robe, wearing a crown and holding a thorny blood sickle stands in the center of the holy city. A faint ink-colored halo lingers around it, and the sky as the background presents a dim color, making the statue look even more mysterious and weird.
It is said that the face of this skinny statue is the closest to the statue of the God of Death, but it is somewhat different from Him. This is to prevent people with ulterior motives from destroying the statue.
"As long as the statue's face is not exactly the same as the Lord of Death's, it will not truly offend the Lord of Death's might." This is the consensus of all the believers in the Divine Court.
At the foot of the statue, there is a huge square with fresh and pleasant air. You can feel the rich magic energy flowing from your nose into your lungs while breathing.
Civilians do not live in the holy city, but build their own cities outside the holy city.
The square was bustling with believers, most of whom had a sickly pale skin. They were middle-level believers and could worship the gods in the square.
Low-level believers can only watch from a distance and offer their meager but devout faith.
The small magical vehicle was moving quickly in the airspace at a height of five meters. It was a private vehicle that only middle-level believers could own. Private vehicles were only allowed to fly at an altitude of five to one hundred meters in the holy city.
This scene is the boring daily life of Lingxue City. It does not seem too dead or dull, but instead adds a bit of popularity.
But that's normal.
The believers of the Temple of Death are not all undead, there are also many ordinary people. Therefore, the aesthetic of the buildings in Lingxue City is more inclined towards normal people.
Not only that, the dead were also human beings when they were alive. As souls that retain their memories, they have a higher proportion of humanity.
Therefore, there are fewer things in the underworld and more things in the world of the living.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space, a skeleton sword appeared in the sky, a portal opened, and the fleet slowly flew under the tip of the Thorn Blood Scythe.
Ten thousand meters high in the sky, a mountain-like temple floated above the holy city. Several majestic voices echoed in the hall:
"Rogoff is back, and I heard he found an interesting little guy."
Someone jokingly asked, "Simkel said he's related to God?"
"Haha, I hope he is not lying to us. Hasn't he done enough to make up things?" Some people obviously did not believe this statement. Is it so easy to find the Chosen One?
I'm afraid he wants to shirk responsibility for the failure of cultivating the bloodthirsty thorns?
"It's hard to say. The candidate for the Son of God hasn't been decided yet." The man paused and continued, "Perhaps he is randomly recommending someone for the sake of the magical documents of the Divine Court, hoping to fill the gap."
Rogoff is an old hand at this kind of thing, so it is not impossible.
"Quiet!"
The old woman sitting in the main seat stomped her scepter and said calmly, "Let him be. With his strength, there's nothing in the archives he can't get. We just need to expose the fake Chosen One he nominated, and don't embarrass him too much."
"yes!"
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In fact, the Death Court was not stationed on this continent at the beginning. It was just by chance that their star exploration fleet discovered the corpse of the Dragon God left in the human world by the gods ten thousand years ago.
The corpse of the god floated in the void, and no one knew how long it had existed. They only knew that this huge corpse had been corrupted by the curse from the gods.
As for why it must be a god?
The answer is obvious.
They discovered that the Dragon God's scales, which were arguably the most indestructible in the world, had also turned into rocks because of the curse, and his iron-like flesh and blood had turned into dirt. The burning blood of the God had lost its temperature and was dissipating into the void mixed with divine energy.
If this kind of power is not the work of gods, who else could it be?
The pride of the Dragon Gods lies in their powerful dragon bodies, which are naturally resistant to magic.
However, even with such defensive power, the curse rules from other gods can still corrode its body, which is enough to show the power of the spellcasting god.
This scene had a huge impact on the worldview of the believers. The world of gods did not seem as friendly as they imagined.
Conflict and killing definitely exist, and the corpse of the god is the best proof.
But this did not extinguish their desire to become gods, but instead made it even worse.
After all, it was the Dragon God who fell, what does it have to do with my Death Temple?
Afterwards, the Divine Court Fleet launched a series of exploration missions, and then made a series of arrangements in accordance with the Divine Court’s top leaders.
Build interstellar portals, cultivate magical beasts with high-level bloodlines, build an empire, recruit extraordinary people to mine the blood ore condensed from the blood of gods in the flesh soil...
Of course, accidents always happen over time, such as the hostile Holy See of Light discovering the existence of the Blood God Continent, and later, the God of War's Court also intervened arrogantly.
Over time, the Blood God Continent has formed its current three-way balance of power.
Why……
"Why are there so many intrigues?"
Rogoff sighed deeply, feeling somewhat concerned about Lin Luo, whom he had only met once, and muttered softly, "Why did that little fellow end up on the Xingyue Continent?"
He had a headache. The Star-Moon Goddess hated the Court of Death very much, and her believers also disliked the Court of Death.
The Star-Moon Goddess, who is in the Supreme God Realm, is extremely powerful, and the God of Death is unwilling to make enemies with her for no reason.
Therefore, Rogoff did not dare to go to the Star-Moon Continent to bring back Lin Luo, his "favorite student".
"I don't know how he's doing now. I just hope he doesn't get encountered by the followers of the Star-Moon Church."
Unless the gods intervene, you will definitely die!
He really didn't want his divine journey to end here. If Lin Luo was gone, he would definitely cry to death!
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