I loaded the gods module

Chapter 49 The Role of the Powerful Extraordinary
[You have gained mental resistance against the starry sky! 】

Roy blinked, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. At this moment, the teenager's understanding of the starry sky was much clearer.

At the same time, Roy's brows were deeply frowned, and he realized the terrible fact that he had ignored before in his new cognition...

In the past, whenever he recalled those stars and tentacles in his mind, the boy would always feel a little anxious and disgusted. He never took this matter to heart, thinking it was a bit insignificant.

But at this moment Roy realized something.

——As long as it comes from the starry sky, even the slightest negative emotion is the seed of loss of control and madness.

Cold sweat oozes from Roy's forehead, and he knows that any cognitions and feelings originating from the starry sky will never disappear!It is completely two concepts from emotions in human cognition.

Those cognitions and feelings from beyond the sky, like parasites or plagues, will accumulate and grow in the depths of people's souls...

And the moment they fully mature...

Those armless old men who were wiped out in Yongchao Kingdom are the best answer.

The boy suddenly coughed violently, Roy's face was pale, he covered his lips, his shoulders kept shaking.

"Eh? What's the matter with you?"

Roy's strangeness naturally attracted the attention of the two girls. Daphne hurried over and patted the boy on the back. The blond girl had a concerned look on her face.

And Verna's pupils immediately became deep, and divination was dangerous.

"Ahem...I'm fine...just a little uncomfortable."

Roy waved his hand, and the young man's face became ruddy visible to the naked eye, and his overall spirit seemed to have been improved in this instant: "Don't worry, it's much better now."

He put the hand that covered his lips behind his back without a trace, and a illusory starlight granulation the size of a fingernail writhed violently in his palm.

Roy's fist clenched violently, and the granulation was completely crushed by the electric light in his hand.

The young man heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, there is an 'incubation period' and 'emergence period' in the cognition of the starry sky, so enough time is left for him to eliminate the threat.

If the system's tasks were not completed, the human avatar would unknowingly suffer from a sudden illness, fall into madness and die on the spot, even implicating his body in the kingdom of God.

This world is so outrageous...

Roy complained helplessly in his heart.

Seeing that Roy's mental state had turned around, the two girls were also relieved. After all, the newcomer in front of him is an important partner of their club, so he must be protected.

Just as Daphne patted the boy on the shoulder to encourage something, a loud noise came from the ears of the three of them.

The whole building trembled with the loud noise, and the two girls exclaimed, while Roy narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous light.

The entire city dream was constructed by him, so he naturally knew exactly what happened.

Since the bugs in the church are so eager to seek their own death, the Lord of Storms will naturally grant their wishes.

……

The petite girl whimpered in extreme pain, and she was the first to be sent flying by the violent impact, and the sharp ice crystals that flew cut off her right arm instantly.

Fortunately, the storm badge on Leah's chest lit up at a critical moment, and the black wind and rain surrounded her in an instant, offsetting most of the impact for her, allowing her to survive the mortal attack.

But she still wailed, the sharp bone spurs on her severed arm were exposed to the wind of the cold night, and the severe pain gnawed at her sanity every moment.

"Li...ya..."

Leah's cry of pain pulled the silver-haired girl out of her distant memory, and her severed limb fell to the ground. Natalie stood up staggeringly, her blue eyes filled with blurred tears.

"No, no...it shouldn't be like this."

Natalie stared blankly at the silver-haired saint in a golden robe. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to grab the corner of her sister's clothes like she did when she was a child.

But the saint didn't seem to want to give everyone a chance to breathe. Amidst the sound of the wind, Natalie's pupils reflected sharp ice crystals that were close at hand. The girl froze in place, as if she didn't want to believe the cruel reality that was like a nightmare. .

However, the storm badge on Natalie's chest actively burst into bright lightning at this moment, and the howling wind and rain deflected the ice spikes that reached the girl's eyebrows.

Natalie only felt a tingling pain on her cheek, and a horizontal line of blood appeared from the girl's cheek to the root of her ear, and blood flowed out.

"You can survive under my ability, your badges actually have the power to control the law of black rain..."

The saint was whispering, and the dazzling ice flowers spun rapidly under her feet, and countless sharp blue ice crystals were outlined from the mid-air: "Sure enough, you have fallen into heresy and have abandoned the glorious church."

But the next moment, the saint was stunned for a moment. She saw the ice crystals fly away, and her puppet-like eyes reflected the sad face of her sister.

"You're back, sister."

In the exclamation of everyone, Natalie rushed over desperately!She hugged the body of the saint with all her strength, and then continued to jump forward!
The two fell down along the edge of the building. From a distance, they hugged each other tightly, just like the most beautiful encounter.

The torrential rain was getting heavier, and the intertwined thunder and city lights illuminated their faces so clearly.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The long silver hair intertwined with each other, the girl's tears melted into the dark rainstorm, and the sad whisper sounded in the ears of the saint.

"Do you know? Sister, I've always missed you..."

Even though the frosty air created by the saint spread and climbed rapidly on Natalie's arms, and even though the bone-deep freezing cold crazily stimulated Natalie's nerves, the girl was still unwilling to let go of her arms.

She hugged her missing at all costs, even if there was no trace of warmth in the other's eyes.

"Since you joined the church, I have been waiting for you. Every day, every night, I am looking forward to our meeting..."

The girl's voice trembled more and more: "But...but why did you become like this?!"

"Too much nonsense of yours, heretic who apostatizes the Church."

The saint's words still did not have any emotional fluctuations. When the two were about to fall to the ground, she reached out and grabbed Natalie's neck.

Amid the strong sense of suffocation, the silver-haired girl's face showed a strong color of pain, and her hands, which had been frozen into purple, involuntarily let go.

The saint thus got rid of each other's shackles, and the two separated in mid-air. The azure blue floating ice crystals were outlined at the saint's feet, and she stabilized her figure in mid-air.

The girl with only silver hair left was getting closer and closer to the cold ground, but even so, Natalie still reached out her hand towards her sister, as if she wanted to hold something out of reach.

At this moment, there was an extremely slight wave in the deepest part of the saintess' pupils, but it disappeared in an instant. She remained motionless, quietly watching the girl fall to death.

It's a pity that things backfired, and the first blood sacrifice did not appear because of this.

Natalie blinked her eyes, the shock and pain she imagined did not come, and the girl who fell from the sky fell into a warm embrace.

She saw a pair of shiny flaxen eyes.

"It's all right now!" The golden girl looked at the girl in her arms and said.

"As expected of a supernatural being of the strength type, he can catch a fall from such a height, it's amazing!"

The gray-haired boy beside him let out a voice of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

　What a beautiful thing it is to write a book... (refers to insomnia)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)