Cen Qiyun lifted the hem of her robe and stepped onto the stairs. The soles of her feet did not feel cold, but warm instead.
As she walked step by step towards the lowest level of the platform, Meng Yi's heart was lifted.
Cen Qiyun stepped onto the platform.
A curtain of light suddenly appeared in front of Meng Yi's eyes, and everyone in the red fog space fell into stagnation.
[You can randomly draw a ninth-level gift of power for your believers from the following three directions.]
[1: Flesh and blood magic.]
[Two: Ritual Magic.]
【Three: Elemental Magic.】
Meng Yi opened his mouth slightly. After all this time, he brought so many people into this red fog space. Was it just for this?
Am I really a god if I draw for believers?
He glanced at the motionless crowd, who probably couldn't hear what he was saying now.
"Introduce three types of magic."
The light curtain remained motionless without any change.
This is not smart.
Meng Yi was not discouraged. It was a random draw after all. He had no choice even if he knew the result. He just wanted to give it a try and see if he could get some information.
But they are all magic-related.
Is he a god who wields magic?
Magical male god?
And...
Seeing that his believers were about to gain magical powers, he, the god, knew nothing at all!
Is this reasonable?
Meng Yi suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and extracted!
The three options are the roulette wheel, which starts spinning.
The pointer finally pointed to [Flesh and Blood Magic].
There are also some brief introductions that come with it.
Ninth-level flesh and blood magic:
Initially control the surface skin and flesh of the body, perform rough camouflage or deformation, and use low-level magic such as flesh bombs.
You can initially use the flesh and blood of other creatures to repair the damage to your own body.
Significantly improves physical fitness, with strength, speed, and reaction speed being the most noticeable.
That sounds disgusting.
Moreover, judging from the introduction, it is more of a supernatural power than magic, and there is no knowledge-based stuff like spells.
The extraction result appears, and the light curtain dissipates.
The red mist rolled and surged towards Cen Qiyun, as if injecting some kind of power into her.
Meng Yi stared at the woman closely, not knowing what changes she would make.
After a while, the red fog in the space dissipated, and Cen Qiyun's foot, which had just been raised, stopped in mid-air.
Her face was confused at first, then filled with fear, and when she was completely sure, she was ecstatic!
Her right hand, blood and flesh surged...
God bestows power.
But no tribute was collected from her!
There is such a kind and generous God!
Cen Qiyun knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly: "Praise you, you are so great..."
Meng Yi had no intention of listening to what the woman was saying. He was filled with shock.
Just after Cen Qiyun accepted the gift of power, a flash of enlightenment came to his mind.
He can also use this ninth-level flesh and blood magic!
Moreover, he can receive gifts from Cen Qiyun at any time.
Meng Yi looked at his left hand, where a bloody thorn was bulging.
So it seems that he, the god, and his believers are complementing each other?
But where does this flesh and blood magic come from?
He himself definitely wouldn't do that, is it the red fog space?
still…
Meng Yiwei felt a little guilty when he thought of the strange ceremony scene he saw when he just woke up.
Could it be that he robbed some of the gods' believers and took away some of their power?
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