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In fact, when the Holy Emblem was about to defend itself on the altar, not only the high-level priest holding the Holy Emblem, but also the ordinary people below felt it.

This world is "wake up"!

This is a sudden and strong feeling, just like the will of this world awakens, and an invisible huge eye stares over. The wind, the air, the land underneath, every grass and the tree here becomes the carrier of this will!

The priest couldn't put the holy emblem in his hand. Suddenly, the priest became extremely heavy, as heavy as a mountain. The huge weight completely crushed his body, spirit, and soul. A crisp sound of "Crack!" was the sound of the priest's bones being crushed.

Just under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, in front of the will of this staring, the priest was pressed violently, the bones, internal organs, muscles, and these entities were pressed into a thin cake, and blood was splattered all over the body. On the white altar, blood flowed, and the Holy Emblem fell into a pool of blood. A trace of the true god contained in it was activated, and the Holy Emblem shook and shone brightly!

It was not until this time that the exclamations of tens of thousands of people rang out one after another.

The holy emblem floated, a kind of outward summoning and connection touched the barriers of space. The boundaries of space that should have been easily penetrated became a natural barrier. The holy emblem dimmed, and an invisible hand pinched it in his hand. With a "wave!", the holy emblem broke, and the aura and imprint contained in it evolved into a huge phantom!

The phantom's hands were separated from each other, holding a glory with one hand and a Libra with the other. These two major priests representing the Lord of Light, Wu Chen looked at it calmly, allowing him to fully unfold and slowly take shape.

“Lord…”

An intermediate priest called out fanatically. He held a dagger and stabbed into his chest hard. Large pieces of blood flowed like spring water. His soul broke free and turned into a gray mist, absorbed by the shadow. The shadow was solid and a gust of wind blew like a candlelight.

The last two low-level priests were still struggling and hesitating, but this moment of wavering constituted the collapse of faith, their divine grace was taken back, and their strength and status also disappeared.

The divine grace of the two junior priests, the soul sacrifice of an intermediate priest, and the blood nourished by a senior priest. This breath and mark of the true god finally maintained the structure temporarily. The atmosphere on the scene changed suddenly, and the feeling of gaze at the whole world was much diluted, and the believers finally recovered a little ability to move.

Immediately, the sacrifices of the craziest began one after another. Wu Chen let this happen, and the phantom was also silent, waiting for further solidification and growth.

The choice that tests everyone is here to come.

He shouted the holy name and a mother killed the baby in her cradle, and also killed herself neatly.

Calling the holy name, a kind and respected old man pulled out the dagger from his chest, handed it to his son with great enthusiasm, and looked at his grandson. The infinite joy and expectation in his eyes were extremely real and extremely rich.

Such sacrifices come violently and go very quickly. Only those who believe in the most faith and devout will not hesitate. Most of the remaining people are still wandering and struggling. But from the moment when this hesitation and struggle appear, faith has been defiled, and a gap appears from the pyramid.

The purpose of letting this gap appear is Wu Chen's purpose.

Even if it is a large-scale sacrifice, what if it is just an altar-level holy emblem!

"Ant!"

The thunder that sounded out of thin air came from this that could already distinguish the shadows of the eyebrows and eyes.

He has no ability to distinguish between trade-offs, only the anger of majesty and offensiveness. He cannot break through the blockade of the main plane and get in touch with his true body. All that remains is the deepened mark of the True God, and that's all.

Wu Chen was impatient to wait any longer. He wanted to expand the gap in his faith. He didn't even have the interest to talk to the mark. With his thoughts, an invisible giant hand pinched the mark, just like pinching an airbag, like pinching an ant to death. The mark only resisted for a moment and then shattered, and a golden light spot sputtered out.

The void was rippling, and invisible space barriers appeared. The light spots splashed on it, but were blocked by the barriers. Wu Chen stared at him, and the marks on the light spots were smoothed out by him in one fell swoop, and finally turned into a little extremely weak Mars, floating up and down in the breeze!

This is not divine nature, and a holy emblem will not be too luxurious to use divine nature. This is the mark and breath of the true god that has grown after a large number of sacrifices by the fanatics. It is like the robe used by salad to summon Wu Chen, because it was once worn on Wu Chen, and it has a mysterious connection!

This Mars is naturally useless to Wu Chen, but it is extremely suitable as a early remuneration, paying the mage who just made a contract!

So, everyone witnessed with their own eyes that the image of the Lord was destroyed so easily that the other party did not even show up. They suspected that they could not help but review, and the gap expanded accordingly. It was only a matter of time before the collapse of the pyramid of faith.

At this time, no one noticed that the most serious blasphemy happened around him. The spark fell from the sky and fell directly on the hands of the ecstatic salad, hiding!

Wu Chen's work is over, and the rest is the spokesperson making a brilliant debut. He leaves this world, the sky, the earth, flowers, the breeze... everything returns to normal!

As the first cry appeared, countless crying sounded among tens of thousands of people.

Faith has become the spiritual pillar of these people, and now this pillar has been shaken...

During their lifetime, faith tells them how to live...

After death, faith tells them where the soul belongs...

Now all this has been shaken, people are at a loss, suddenly they don’t know what to do, even how to breathe or move…

Of course, the Count did not have such confusion and difficulties. His belief was more about the choice of interests, mixed with too many impurities and factors. He did not take the initiative to sacrifice once, which was not at all related to him. Even the image of the Lord of Light was easily extinguished in front of him, and it did not cause any impact on him. He was just a little panicked and afraid. With such a powerful person here, it would be better to leave earlier!

However, Sala came to him and told him something extremely shocking!

"What did you say, contract... what does contract mean?"

Sala felt the vitality inside her body, but her face was extremely solemn: "Do you still remember the statue outside the door?"

"You mean..." The count's face began to turn gray.

"Yes, the great spirit at the beginning of the plane's birth, that statue is his declaration, contract and warning!"

"He...what does he want?"
Chapter completed!