Meng Yi couldn't help but look at Cen Qiyun again.
If his guess was correct, and his father had really seized the power of a certain god, did it mean that the power of the gift was more than just the ninth level?
And... now the headache is gone.
Meng Yi wanted to make further attempts, such as asking other people to go up to the platform to have a look, or letting Cen Qiyun go up another step.
But a hint flashed before my eyes.
【The gift ends.】
Meng Yi was stunned. The gift was over, then what?
Cen Qiyun on the high platform and the many believers crawling at the foot of the platform suddenly disappeared.
Meng Yi's eyes focused. According to his previous guess, everyone's souls entered the red fog space, and now these people should have returned.
What about him then?
He absolutely didn't want to stay here alone.
Thinking of the previous "God's perspective" operation, Meng Yi's mind moved, and the figure sitting on the stone chair began to slowly dissipate.
It’s true!
The feeling of leaving the red fog space was very strange, as if my body was being stretched into a thin long strip...
Meng Yi heard a rustling sound in his ears, and he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
The torches around were still flickering, and several people looked a little dazed.
“Aren’t we in the Kingdom of God?”
"God...Have we obtained the protection of the gods?"
Some people even collapsed and kowtowed towards the center of the magic circle, praying that the gods would bring them back to the kingdom of God.
Meng Yi couldn't understand it. In the "Kingdom of God", there was not even food or clothing. What was there to pray for to go back?
He looked around and saw that everyone was emitting faint wisps of red mist.
Is this a sign of establishing some kind of connection with the Red Mist Space?
Judging from everyone's reactions, he should be the only one who can see this red fog.
The headache just now completely disappeared, but the problem now was that he didn't know his current identity!
Before he could think about it, various fragments of memories began to emerge in his mind.
In the street garden, when everyone was in confusion, Meng Yi sat there alone and began to stare blankly.
The original owner of this body had the same name as him.
Meng Yi, male, 23 years old, from Jing'an City.
Having lost the protection of the gods, they were forced to participate in this sacrifice in an attempt to gain protection.
In this chaotic world, most people who lose the protection of gods will one day be transformed into unknown monsters, or... be corrupted by evil gods, and live a life worse than death.
Of course, in Meng Yi's current view, the righteous gods and statues in this world are also very evil.
For example, the person who appeared in front of him had an eye patch on his left eye and was very skinny.
The other party's identity naturally emerged in his mind: a person blessed by God. They not only accepted the protection of God, but also prayed for power from God.
However, power requires a price, and the price varies. The price paid by this person seems very "cheap", just a left eye.
Generally speaking, the stronger the divine favoree, the greater the price he has to pay.
Meng Yi suddenly understood why Cen Qiyun had just praised him for his kindness and generosity. She had received God's grace without having to pay any price.
The man with the eye mask came in front of Meng Yi who was sitting on the ground in a daze, but his right eye was looking at his feet, trying his best to pay attention to Meng Yi's movements with his peripheral vision.
With a gesture that didn't match his fierce temperament, he asked cautiously:
"Did you notice anything wrong just now?"
Meng Yi slowly stood up. He tried hard to think about the identity of this person, but found nothing.
It should be an official...
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