Chapter 1184 Eat two legends! Eat a full meal! Burp (please vote)
Viracocha, the sun god, had a long, long dream.
In the dream, he seemed to have become a farmer, plowing, irrigating, weeding, harvesting... worshiping gods. Once a week, he went to the church to pray to the Lord of Glory; once a year, he gave one-tenth of the harvest from the fields to the church.
The great Lord of Glory, give them food, give them fertility, give them peace and tranquility... He is the Creator of the world and their protector...
In the dream, he seemed to have become a warrior again. He trained, guarded, patrolled, and fought... he worshiped God. Before going to war, after his victory, and when he was injured and receiving treatment, he prayed devoutly to Him for protection.
The great Lord of Glory, grant them courage and give them confidence... Under His guidance, the brave warriors are invincible!
Farmers, warriors, priests, nobles, knights...the sun god Viracocha had dreams one after another. In his dreams, he walked through the years and experienced the lives of believers one after another.
No matter which dream it was, the prayers praising the Lord of Glory, singing praises to the Lord of Glory, and glorifying the Lord of Glory always lingered around him. After listening to it for a long time, the sun god Viracocha seemed to feel...
The Lord of Glory seems to be a great, just, noble, and worthy of faith?
No...no...
Viracocha struggled and resisted, waking up from the dream again and again. He couldn't sleep, couldn't sleep... couldn't be affected by these memories...
I am Viracocha, the great sun god. I cannot...cannot believe in...other gods...
He struggled and resisted with all his strength, and even launched a blood sacrifice to use the souls of believers to kill these foreign souls.
However, it was not until he met Gretel and received a large number of gifts from the world that he was able to use a gentler method to exclude these foreign souls from his body.
Until the light of these souls no longer burns him or affects him, he can calmly study, analyze, and appreciate those memories... study the nature of the power of the Lord of Glory, and study the mysteries of the other party's magical skills...
"It is indeed very strong, but it can't defeat me..." Viracocha thought silently:
"I understand your secret... From now on, you can never hurt me again... Lord of Glory, if your people attack me in this way, it will become your biggest regret and weakness...
"
Those priests, those ascetics, those knights.
Those who are the most devout and steadfast souls, those who are promised eternal blessings, accepted, attracted, and ascended to the mountain of heaven. Those souls who are used to harm other gods in the magic of divine descent.
The memories they carried were read, analyzed, and absorbed one by one by Viracocha.
And these memories, and the knowledge gained from these memories, have indeed broadened the horizons of Viracocha, the sun god, and broadened his knowledge.
When he fights against the Glory Legend, his methods become more and more calm, and he becomes more and more capable of resolving, restraining, and utilizing the opponent's attacks. He can even use these remaining souls to fake a wave of injuries——
Concentrate your own power, form a protective layer on the surface, and gather those souls into a wound;
Then, when the enemy's attack comes, let go of the gathered remnant souls and let them seem to spread throughout the body, pretending to be severely injured.
Attack?
Attack!
When you let down your guard and attack with all your strength, that's when I will fight back with all my strength!
He gathered strength, counterattacked, and swallowed. He swallowed the phantoms of angels, swallowed the sword energy of legendary warriors, and swallowed the shattered fragments of Heavenly Mountain. Then, using temples everywhere as anchor points, he pursued the breath of the Lord of Glory,
Chase past.
"Here...not!"
A group of foreign warriors had already invaded his city, breached his temple, and were looting. Viracocha angrily threw a golden light, cutting the leader of the warriors into two pieces, and then blessed his own
priests and warriors;
"Not here... either!"
Another group of foreign warriors rushed on the snowy mountain road. Viracocha shook the snowy peaks angrily, and the snow poured down, burying them;
"Here... not yet!"
Another group of foreign warriors drove the people of the Kingdom of the Sun to walk on the plateau with difficulty.
Viracocha looked down at his people. They were tired and skinny. The fire of life was so weak that it was about to go out, and the breath of the sun was so weak that it was about to disappear...
"Already, have you almost forgotten me..."
The brilliance on Viracocha's body shone slightly, then dimmed quietly. Human life is too short. If the temple is destroyed and the belief in the sun god is prohibited...it only takes one generation, two generations...
In a few decades or a hundred years, the gods who once protected them could be completely forgotten...
Viracocha suppressed his desire to take action, and only quietly cast a little power on those few people who still had the aura of the sun. Then, he walked around in a circle and gave oracles to the surrounding temples.
:
There are enemies around!
Pick up your weapons, gather your strength, fight, annihilate, and protect!
This happened once, twice, and finally the traces of the two legends were caught. After the legendary priest quickly traveled hundreds of miles, he was almost exhausted, lying softly on the back of his companion, his white robe floating gently;
And the legendary swordsman, carrying his companions on his back, leaped between the mountains at such a speed that he almost left an afterimage. He took one step forward and moved dozens of steps, then took another step and moved dozens more steps.
When they encountered canyons or mountain streams, they sprinted far away and jumped as hard as they could. Jumping to the highest point, the white robe on the legendary priest gently opened and turned into a ball of white light that enveloped them.
The white light held them up and glided with the wind. Although their speed was not as fast as the legendary warrior's running, it was much less laborious. They floated for a moment, then landed on the opposite mountain and continued running.
found it.
That’s you.
I've locked onto your aura. Wherever the sun shines, I can see you, despicable outsiders, you, don't even think about escaping——
Viracocha, the sun god, waited patiently. One mountain ridge followed another, until the legendary warrior jumped up with all his strength and jumped over a particularly wide mountain stream. He suddenly appeared and stood lightly in front of the two of them.
In the mountain stream, in front of the gliding path, the sun reflected in the deep pool of the stream suddenly rose in the sky. A ring of the sun hung directly in front of the two people, blocking their gliding path.
"Quickly rewind——"
Governor Martinez's eyes were splitting. At this moment, he really regretted that he should not have launched this battle rashly - at the very least, he should have made sufficient preparations to attract more legends from the country to help, and then launched
This battle.
The other party is a demigod! Even if he is an indigenous demigod, he is still a genuine demigod!
Even if he personally killed the demigod back then, it was only with the support of the Holy See and the assistance of several legendary comrades!
Four or more legends can seriously injure a demigod if they are well prepared and ambush, calculated mentally or not; two legends are really too reluctant...
Moreover, when did that false god recover from his injuries?
He has absolutely no idea!
All the news in advance, all the investigations into the Sun Temple, the conclusion is that the false god is weakening, weakening, and constantly weakening...
The bright sun was blowing towards our face. This bright sun was half-substantial and half-illusory. It was not so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, nor was it so painful that it burned the skin. But the more it was like this, the more it felt in Governor Martinez's heart.
, the more frightened:
This phenomenon either means that the false god has been able to restrain his power well; or it means that the other party has not yet fully arrived. No matter which one, there is not much time left for them...
The white light quickly turned into wings, flapping hard, trying to change direction, trying to get away from the attraction of the sun. However, no matter how hard it flapped, the wings made of divine magic were of no use in front of a demigod——
Close, close, getting closer. The illusory sun disk seems to have already arrived in front of us!
"Let's go!"
Governor Martinez suddenly turned around, grabbed Archbishop Bartolome on his back, used all his strength, and threw it outward:
"Go! Go quickly!!!"
Escape back!
Do whatever it takes to escape back!
Escape back to the Viceroyalty, escape to the cathedral, activate the cathedral's defense, and call for reinforcements from the Glorious Holy See!
Only by receiving support from the Holy See as soon as possible can the Viceroyalty be preserved!
Otherwise, everyone in the Holy See is there, everyone in the kingdom is there, those knights, those guards, those adventurers, those businessmen, and even the descendants who have reproduced for decades...
All will die!
Everyone must die!
The archbishop drew a white arc, and like a meteor, it hit the mountains in its path. On the other hand, Governor Martinez also flew in the completely opposite direction——
He mustered up all his strength, wrapped in flames transformed from fighting spirit, life, and soul, and slammed into the center of the sun.
Sun God Viracocha was happy at first, and then annoyed. Fortunately, this legendary warrior jumped in on his own initiative——
The taste of the legendary warrior is much better than the soul. The abundant blood and vitality can make him have a full meal!
Full!
After this meal, have a good sleep. It doesn’t matter if you don’t enjoy the blood sacrifice for decades!
What's frustrating is that it takes a lot of time to absorb him or even kill him. The warrior dashed left and right in the sun circle, constantly raising his sword to slash, and even if he tried his best to burn him, he couldn't take him down.
!
And the other legend, the sinister and despicable legend who attacked him with many, many souls, is about to escape!
No escape!
No one can escape!
The sun god Viracocha gathered all his power. No, it would be a pity to kill it like this, it would be a loss. I only saved up this little power after working in the forest for a long time, until I was almost dead from exhaustion——
Change your approach!
It just so happened that when I was working in the forest, I dug some ore. The ore that little Grete once secretly told his friends to "never dig too much, let alone gather together"...
Get them together!
Set them on fire!
I've been doing it for so long, I can bear the burning, but you can't!
boom!!!
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