"Heh...heh...heh..."
Li Wenhui sat cross-legged on the high platform, breathing heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
In his recent spiritual communication with the ascetic, he suspected that he had seen that deity, that… “the Lord of the Thorns”.
He had a withered and emaciated body and appearance that closely resembled a human, except that there was a hideous, huge wound in the location of his heart.
Visibly, thorny vines were wrapped around the heart of this deity, dripping with blood.
Those thorny vines seemed to be rooted in nothingness, covered with sharp barbs. They not only pierced the heart, but also spread throughout the entire body of this deity.
He was entangled in thorns, and behind him were large patches of shimmering light that seemed to writhe like living creatures.
This is completely different from what other spiritualists say!
The "Thorn Master" appears to be in a bad situation, even miserable, but the other party is still a god.
The profound sense of terror, unique to the gods, had an indescribable impact on Li Wenhui's spirit.
He once thought he was going to suffer a mental breakdown.
However… he heard the deity murmur, “Redemption…”
And it is in human language.
Then, the image projected onto his mental world began to fall apart.
Holding the large-headed bee, Zhang Xier squatted down anxiously and asked with concern, "Old Li, are you alright? Why are you sweating so much?"
Li Wenhui said with surprise and uncertainty, "I'm fine... but I just heard something..."
He suddenly stopped speaking.
The six high-level ascetics on the fifth floor opened their eyes. Their expressions were peaceful and serene, and their eyes were as pure as those of infants.
A dry but calm voice rang out: "What time is it now?"
silence…
The group stared at each other for a few breaths under the moonlight, until Old Turtle gently patted Li Wenhui on the shoulder.
"There's no need to gather the information in the Steel City; let's just pray to our Lord."
"good."
Li Wenhui, who had extensive experience with "single-line communication," neither refuted nor found it strange.
In his view, it was perfectly normal for Meng Yi to gain some information from "redemption".
...
The Holy City of Redemption, in Meng Yi's cramped bedroom.
"Romantic Pregnancy..."
Meng Yi silently recited the new words he had heard in the steel city, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
I thought the idea of trees being romantic was already weird enough, but I never imagined that the Steel City used to have something like this.
He rolled over in bed, suspending his control over the mechanical body of the Steel City, and restored it to the bracelet on Zhang Zimin's wrist.
As for the fact that the mother and son were elementary school classmates, that's quite surreal... Sigh... Apart from Jing'an City and Yong'an City, there are too many illiterate people in other cities.
Moreover, now... even elementary school "class monitors" receive government subsidies...
Meng Yi raised his hand to cover his face.
Never mind, they'll have a better future, I'll just keep practicing.
Meng Yi rolled over and stood up. A mirror made of smooth metal floated in front of him, and then he began to make all sorts of expressions in front of the mirror.
In order to avoid revealing his true colors when facing his "good sister," he decided to give himself some special training.
Just then, he heard a faint sound of prayer.
Hmm? Is that Li Wenhui?
They actually prayed directly instead of pooling their resources in the Steel City... Has this yielded a decisive result?
Meng Yi turned his head and looked over; the next room was Meng Ran's bedroom.
After a moment's thought, he set off for the divine realm.
Listening to believers' prayers doesn't require going to God's kingdom, but he also wanted to observe the situation of Li Wenhui and others.
...
In the Kingdom of God.
Meng Yi's expression was somewhat solemn.
Because it sounded as if the Lord of the Thorns was waiting for him.
He even uttered the word "redemption" in human language. Does He know me? Has He heard of my name?
Moreover, judging from Li Wenhui's description, this deity seems to be controlled by the real world as well.
This situation reminded Meng Yi of the Lord of Procreation; the two deities were both unlucky.
So... the reason why the Lord of Thorns did not participate in the "Great Gathering of the Gods" is the same as that of the Lord of Procreation.
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