Chapter 8: Set Sun

The layers of thick and undissolvable bright red lingered, lingering Achilles' naked body, like countless women who were still greedy for their lover's tenderness after a carnival night. Achilles flew to the Pope and Augustus, leaving behind a heavy red trail.

With a plop, Augustus knelt down heavily. His heavy body caused a slight crack in the white stone floor under his knees.

This time, Achilles returned to his hometown, and the breath of the Lord God Tirathimis was always revealed. In the face of the supreme majesty of the Lord God, Augustus, who was only a low-level angel before his reincarnation, no matter how powerful he had achieved through his own efforts in this plane, he could only be a servant.

This is the instinct from the deepest part of the soul.

Under the shadow of the illusory red mist, Achilles's appearance has broken through the world's definition of beauty. Augustus, who was kneeling on the ground, left only a word of comment in his heart after seeing Achilles returning to him for the first time, was a demon.

His beauty has become a demon.

The pope opened his eyes hard, and the turbid gray-green eyeballs finally showed a little ripples, and a thick and bright red was spreading in the center of the ripples.

The pope looked up and looked at Achilles. His eyes seemed to have seen through everything, but seemed to be looking at nothing.

"Congratulations to Lord Achilles, you came here with the power of the Lord God this time and you will surely be able to succeed in one battle. Although we humble beings cannot help you, I still want to ask, do you have any instructions?"

Achilles' bright red eyes gradually lit up. In an instant, his bright red eyes gradually extended out of his eyes as if they were real, until the sky above, the clouds below, and the entire Great Temple of Light red!

Augustus' head lowered, and his burly body was trembling slightly before Achilles' sudden divine power.

In the entire space, only the statue of the Supreme God stands quietly, staring at these things coldly, without being affected by the bright red. The dozens of meters of changing space around it is like a forbidden area, and the arrogant and unrestrained bright red dare not approach that area at all.

Although the old pope could always stand in front of Achilles, he, like any helpless and powerless old man, allowed Yanhong to rush in and out of his body.

Achilles suddenly spoke, "Give me a list."

"List?" the pope asked in confusion.

"It's the pagans who have the power to stop you from spreading to the honor of the High God. Give me a list of them, and before I destroy Audreh, you can clean up these guys who are overestimating themselves."

The Pope nodded and said weakly: "As you wish, Lord Achilles."

He slowly lifted his dry hands and stretched forward. For a moment, the old man who could pass away in the wind at any time seemed to be countless planes flowing in the torrent of time!

"The glory of the Lord shines yesterday from today tonight; the Lord's eyes can see through all the cause and effect in the mortal world..." The Pope's mantra was extremely heavy, and the ripples of time would flow out faintly.

At this moment, the past, present, and future seem to have overlapped on this old man!

Slowly, one image after another appeared in the air. Some of them were wandering, some were practicing martial arts, some were doing magic experiments, and some were even lying down with their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping. They had no idea that there were bright red eyes watching them, but were just doing their own things.

As the image faded, Achilles slowly closed his eyes.

The Pope suddenly started to cough violently, and his figure looked a little older.

"I still need the souls of ten thousand sincere people." Achilles's voice was extremely pleasant, but it sounded a little tired. If he heard too much, a rich red might flow out of his ears.

Achilles's words surprised the pope and also shocked Augustus's body, which was kneeling on the ground.

"Ten thousand sincere people?" asked the Pope.

"Ten thousand."

Augustus, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but say, "But the conditions for becoming the sincerest are too harsh, so their number is very rare and it is extremely difficult to replenish. Lord Achilles, you have consumed more than half of the sincerest ones at once. In this way, it will be very unfavorable to spread the glory of the Supreme God!"

Achilles' eyes slowly opened. Under the eyes of those two bright red spots, Augustus felt that his body and consciousness were no longer under his control. He was almost lying on the ground and could only accept punishment from the superiors trembled.

"Since I have carried the light of Tirathimis and returned here, from then on, this plane no longer needs a new angel to come. Go and do it!"

The Pope sighed, said, "Please follow me," and took the lead.

There is a kilometer distance from the top of the Long Step to the central gate of the Great Temple of Light.

But every step the Pope took was filled with the feeling of changing winds and clouds. He took the first step, standing in front of the gate of the temple; when the second step was falling, he was already in the center of the Hall of Light!

Achilles always followed the Pope, with no change in the distance.

After the Pope was established, time only moved forward with an invisible small step. The space in the hall fluctuated a moment, and Augustus also appeared in the hall.

The ground floor hall of the Great Temple of Light is extremely magnificent!

The entire hall is 100 meters high, without a single stone pillar, and I don’t know how to do this. From the outside, the Great Temple of Light is just a radius of 1,000 meters. Overall, it looks a bit like an exquisite tower. However, at this moment, the Pope is standing in the center of the temple. Wherever he stepped on, he was a thousand meters away from any wall!

Inside and outside the hall, it seems that they belong to two completely different spaces.

The hall is extremely empty, without any decoration at all, and there is no sight of any buildings like gods, altars, etc. However, it no longer needs any modification. The huge space itself is already the supreme shocking force, enough to conquer all humble souls!

The pope slowly turned around in place for a week.

Wherever his eyes reached, it was like a curtain that was so big that it could block the world, and a brand new world was presented to him.

This is a huge, beautiful and peaceful valley. This valley has perfectly presented the dreams of every person who lives in hard work and hard work.

The scenery here is picturesque, with green trees as shade, clear streams and springs crisscrossing, nourishing the incredibly fertile land. There are beautiful houses located in the valley, with architectural styles all over the mainland, and at a glance, you can see that these houses are all from the masters of the most brilliant architects.

There is no severe cold in the valley, only warm and gentle wind. The fruit trees in the woods are full of fruits, fish swim in the streams, and all kinds of delicious birds and beasts wander freely in the grasslands.

Of course, people are indispensable in the valley, and not only human races, but also a large number of elves, dwarves, dwarves, even orcs, dragons and dark elves, which have always belonged to the chaos and evil camps. Different races get along very harmoniously and happily. For those who live in this valley, daily living things have become completely a pleasure. And what they like to do most during their busyness is to debate philosophy and theology, and the rest of their time worship the Supreme God and the Lord Gods of the Heaven.

Humans, orcs and dark elves kneeled in a temple at the same time and worshiped the gods in the heavens, probably no one could imagine.

The valley is actually not big, and the creatures of various races contained in it do not exceed 20,000. Among them, the number of humans is the largest, accounting for more than three-quarters.

At this moment, the Pope, Achilles and Augustus were standing above the valley, looking down at the sentient beings in the valley. The people in the valley lived as usual, and they did not notice that there were three people above their heads watching their every move.

From Achilles' perspective, the edges of the mountains surrounding the valley in the middle gradually blurred. Achilles could see at a glance that the area was an extremely unstable space. At every moment, countless space fragments would be separated from here and wandered away, and many new space fragments would be added. Therefore, the mountains that make up the edge of the valley have actually changed many times.

"Mr. Achilles, the sincerest are already here. You can choose your own choice." The Pope said.

Achilles nodded, and he slowly glanced over the entire valley, and wherever his eyes passed, many figures became transparent. When the people around them saw this scene, they were all ecstatic and knelt down and begged, begging for the Supreme God to bring glory and glory to themselves.

The next moment, the valley had disappeared, and the Great Temple of Light returned to its original state. However, this time, there were tens of the most determined believers from all races in the hall. These believers remained quiet and knelt on the ground, waiting for the most sacred moment to arrive.

Achilles opened his mouth, and a little red fire lit up between the crystal-like teeth of the fresh and tender cherry lips!

This red illumination seemed to have great suction. As soon as it lit up, the faces of the tens of sincere people in the hall showed great pain at the same time!

Achilles closed his eyes, and the bright redness in his cherry lips became brighter and brighter!

Accompanied by a scream of exhaustion, a sincere man with the worst physique shook for several times and finally fell to the ground. A little of his soul had flew out of his body, flying into Achilles' mouth like a moth to a flame, and in a blink of an eye it dissolved into the bright red.

The screams continued to come out, becoming more and more dense, and becoming more and more shrill. All the sincerest people were trembling and struggling in pain, and their souls flew towards Achilles several times at first, and then dozens and hundreds of them poured out together, merging into the bright redness in his mouth.

Finally, the last scream of lingering slowly went out in the hall.

In the broad hall, tens of thousands of corpses were undulating. The faces of these sincere people were filled with panic, horror and doubt, and there was no sign of the happiness and peace of faith when they were achieved. Their expressions were still vivid and there was still warm in their bodies. However, these sincere people who regard faith as the first priority of life have now become shells.

In fact, the value of these bodies alone is also incomparable. Augustus looked at these bodies silently, only sighing.

These sincere people were originally very good in their bodies, and had a great chance to successfully bring a lower-level angel to the fore. However, now, just Achilles, an angel of light, consumed tens of sincere people! And he was like the most picky carnivore, eating only the most delicious soul, and regarded these rare bodies as nothing.

Achilles's glory now has the majesty of the Lord God, and low-level angels like Augustus cannot be seen directly. But the Blood Angels didn't even look at it, and they also knew that Achilles's originally naked body had a faintly transparent armor. A seven-color halo was flowing in the armor.

Using thousands of souls as copper and the power of the main god as the furnace, was it just to refine such a war armor?

Augustus was extremely puzzled, but he was just a low-level angel in heaven, and his knowledge and hearing were extremely limited. When he was reincarnated, he left most of his memories in heaven, so he really knew nothing about what the origin of Achilles' seven-color crystal armor was and how powerful it was.

But, ten thousand sincere people, at least enough to make the bodies of thousands of angels come to be replaced with a crystal armor. Is it worth it?

"My Majesty, is it worth it?" Augustus finally asked.

At this moment, Achilles had already left, and the hall had returned to silence.

"Mr. Achilles came with the glory of the great Tirathimus, and his decision was equivalent to the will of the great Lord God. Therefore, no matter how he said, we will do it." The Pope said so many things in one breath, and seemed very tired. After resting for a moment, he said: "What's more, with Lord. Achilles destroying the power of countless planes and receiving the power of the Lord God personally, who can defeat him? Lord. I'm right. Since he has made up his mind to come back this time, the supreme heaven does not need to send angels to come. Moreover, the crystal armor he refined is not completely without any origin."

Speaking of this, the Pope started coughing violently again.

Augustus stood quietly, waiting for the pope to tell the origin of the crystal armor.

The Pope finally straightened his breath, but after pondering for a long time, he suddenly sighed and said, "At least now, Lord Achilles is invincible. But absolute power is not the whole reason to determine destiny..."

Augustus thought hard, but he couldn't understand.

This is a bizarre world. In this world, there are no sky, no green trees or rivers. All there are only dangerous peaks standing tall and like knife-cut.

Among the peaks, an extremely loud dragon roar suddenly sounded! While the long dragon roar was still echoing among the peaks, a huge silver dragon soared into the sky from the peaks! Its length from head to tail was nearly 100 meters, and its size was not only twice as big as any known silver dragon, but even the largest ancient red dragon in the dragon clan, the dragon body may not be as huge as the strange silver dragon in front of it.

Silver Dragon's pair of amber dragon eyes stared at a fat man who looked extremely small in front of him, and his anger was almost out of his eyes!

"Hunting thing! You killed my noble parents and enslaved my body for so long, and just made you moan in the sacred dragon flame for ten thousand years, which is not enough to save your sins!" The silver dragon roared, and its roar even caused some peaks to collapse!

In front of the huge silver dragon, Roger, naked and covered in bruises, was not even as big as its dragon eye. However, the itchy smile on the fat man's face never changed: "Indeed, Chris Ferenna was killed by me, and the death of the great Nicholas is simply a shame. And you, before you were born, you supported the city of Oracle for such a long time. You are right, the tragedy of your family was caused by me, and this is my sin. But so what? Who can judge me? Are you?"

"It's me!" The silver dragon suddenly squirted out a dragon breath and hit the fat man hard. Roger was wrapped in dragon flames and hit the ground hard! In this world, the temperature of the dragon flame was higher than imagined. In an instant, the fat man's flesh and blood were burned clean and turned into a charred skeleton.

The silver dragon roared, and the charred skeleton flew up from the ground and returned to its eyes. It still said with regret: "You underestimate the noble Silver Dragon Clan too much. Although I have never been born, I have the memory and knowledge that has been passed down with the soul! Now that you have entered my spiritual world, I see how you can go out! Although I will not be able to completely destroy you for a while, as long as you destroy you enough times, your spiritual body will completely disappear! You'd better be able to persist for a longer time and suffer more pain, so that my eternal burning anger can be slightly extinguished!"

The charred skeleton suddenly moved, and flesh and blood quickly grew on it. In a blink of an eye, a fat man intact appeared in front of the silver dragon again. He smiled and said, "It seems that your spiritual world is only suitable for the survival of the dragon clan, and you have made yourself so huge and powerful, you should think you are invincible, right?"

The silver dragon was stunned. It vaguely felt something was wrong.

The fat man continued: "Any thought of existence will be bound by some invisible rules. For example, in your spiritual world, you should be able to become whatever you want. But if you are a silver dragon, you will instinctively only think of becoming a silver dragon, at most a larger silver dragon. This is the limit of the rules. Well, I will let you see how you should survive in a spiritual world!"

Before he finished speaking, the fat man's body suddenly swelled sharply, and in a blink of an eye it had turned into a giant dragon with a length of 100 meters long, almost transparent whole body, and a faint flowing light under the crystal scales! On the huge dragon's body, there were five dragon heads of different colors and shapes!

The strange giant dragon turned into a fat man with a shocking roar, and layers of dragon power surged out like a tide of raging waves, washing the soul of the silver dragon opposite one after another!

In front of the dragon power that all came from the superior dragon, the extremely frightened silver dragon body gradually began to numb!

The knowledge and experience it gains through soul inheritance is actually very limited, and shortly after having an independent consciousness, all of its perceptions are sealed in the eggshell by Seus. Just like a young child, even if he is genius, he can even memorize a classic philosophical masterpiece, but it is impossible for him to understand what it is really saying.

Similarly, this young silver dragon has never been born before, so how do you know how to deal with emergencies?
To be continued...