Mythology card making

Chapter 11 The End of the Road to Poseidon

Have you ever heard the roar of nature’s apex predator?

Far away in another time and space, Luofu was "lucky" to encounter the Northeast Golden Gradient.

The roar that such a terrifying body can emit is no less powerful than the vibration of a four to five ton ancient bell.

When the fear deep in the genes is aroused, no matter how brave and brave the person is, they will be frightened to the point of peeing.

Don't look at the silent mirage.

The oppressive power brought by Him is far greater than the roar of thousands of tigers. It is like hundreds of ancient bells roaring at the same time, pressing on people's hearts like mountains.

god--

They stand at the end of the road of evolution.

When people raise their heads, they try to catch a glimpse of their majestic faces.

You will only see an insurmountable gap in life.

The gap like cloud and mud will not create fear and jealousy.

People will only feel numb and then become submissive.

Conquer!

Fanatic roars pierced the night sky.

The whole city was shouting strange and strange names of gods.

At this moment, it seems that everyone is praising the deep sea, yearning for the kingdom of the dead without sorrow, and wanting to follow this team to the end of the world.

This weird atmosphere is like a devil in a deep pool, dragging people who usually think they are rational into the deep water.

I don’t know who started, but many people knelt down.

This kneeling pleases God.

God's grace comes!

The nursery rhymes end, the madness fades, and sanity returns.

Then... more people kneeled.

They have forgotten who brought madness to the Yunmeng people in the first place.

Or maybe, never forgotten.

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Scholarly district.

Luofu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched all this with cold eyes.

There is no sense of superiority in my heart that "all living beings are drunk and I am alone awake".

"If I hadn't grown up in such a cultural environment, understood Nuwa Pangu, worshiped Mazu and the Three Pure Ones...if I had the true God sitting cross-legged in my heart, I would be able to compare His terrifying ferocity..."

"I probably shouted louder than anyone else."

Through the layers of rain, Luofu looked into the dark night sky without stars.

For the first time in my life, I feel sad.

Like a wanderer leaving home for the first time.

Listening to the unfamiliar accent and looking at the different landscapes, my iron heart gradually melted, and memories of home flashed before my eyes.

Poseidon Parade...

His grandma's family is in southern Fujian.

One time I went there, it was the birthday of the Queen of Heaven and Mazu was visiting.

On that clean asphalt road in my memory, someone was dancing and singing, and "Time Change" was walking smoothly and snaking.

Followed by lion dance and dragon dance.

There were fireworks and pot-choi feasts, and the atmosphere was lively.

The older man held the child's hand and chanted Mazu's blessing over and over again.

Bright warmth fills everyone's heart.

Mazu bless me, and the sea can be gentle.

He thought again of the couplet in front of the Lingguan Hall of Yin Palace:

"If you have evil intentions, there is no benefit in letting you burn incense; if you keep your body upright, it doesn't matter if you don't worship me."

This was the oracle of the spiritual official, and it was also what God in his heart should be like.

"And that year I went to drink..."

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Luofu turned his head and met a pair of eyes as bright as the sun.

Behind this pine-like figure, the candlelight swayed, reflecting the faces of the three people in the family portrait orange.

Looking at this scene, Luo Fu had a slight realization.

He cast his gaze on the chariot and stared at it for a long time.

He said without any end: "I also want to walk on this road."

……

An hour later, Weigui left silently, just as He came silently.Only the mental filth that filled the city was left, flying like willow catkins.

Protected areas are destroyed.

Outside the safe zone, the monsters and ghosts that had been eyeing Yunmeng City with vengeance came in like a tide as soon as the mirage dissipated.

The foreign gods are coming, retreat for now.

The demon enters the city and strikes hard.

Faced with the evil spirits who took advantage of the situation, Shanhai Ka Master showed extremely amazing fighting power.

Large-scale domain card [Yunmengguan], large-scale scene card [When the Mountains and Seas Stars Shine], large-scale legion card [Graveyard of the Gods·Undead Demon Soldier]...

Card groups are linked and matrices are generated.

The mountains and forests are moving, and the vast ocean is roaring with tides.

Layers of illusions have become invisible.

In the blink of an eye, the Shanhai Alliance had at least tens of thousands of puzzle pieces in storage.

It is not so easy to distinguish the good from the bad in everything.

at the same time.

The true king's characteristic [divine power] is activated together with the skill [mountain-breaking ax].

In the sky above Building [-] of Shuxiang Community, bright golden musical notes resembling ancient Chinese characters immediately appeared, clearing the black fog in the corridor.

There is also a mountain axe, with silver light overflowing, chopping into pieces the mental filth that is as thin as a hair and invisible to the naked eye.

After the crisis was resolved, the true king stood at the window with his hands behind his back, his loose robes fluttering in the damp wind.

Those clear black and white eyes seemed to be able to see through the high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete the cage that weighed on Yun Mengren's heart.

He stood in front of the window for a long time, looked at his hands, and lowered his eyes slightly.

At this time, the city's power was restored.

The lonely city shrouded in black fog was once again brightly lit.

The vast night sky echoed with the cries of people surviving the disaster.

The real king raised his head slightly, and there seemed to be light dancing in his eyes.

He tightened the ax tied to his waist, arranged the silver bullets and gold bow, and walked towards Luofu with firm steps.

Silently guarding behind the card master who was hollowed out again.

Occasionally, his eyes swept across the coffee table and saw the water stains left by the other person's fingers dipped in tea water:
It is the word "Mazu".

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Twenty seventeen.

In the sky above the community, a treasure building made of gold and silver threads and decorated with thousands of pearls is slowly spinning.

Above is a sky full of black rain, below is clear and clear rain.

Densely packed golden threads are sprinkled on the earth, washing away the dirt.

After the cleaning was completed, the treasure building slammed and flew to the top floor of a certain place.

There was a lighting lamp the size of a household round table, projecting a beam of light that swept around.

The next god has an angry and fearful face, a majestic body, and neat armor.

I saw Him with his hands behind his head, using a majestic and ferocious red-maned white lion as a pillow.

A chubby white-haired baby rat lay on its chest.

The two yakshas, ​​one on the left and one on the right, have one foot on the low wall and the other on the rooftop. They put their withered hands, either indigo or dark red, over their eyes, making a probing look, like scouts in the army.

As if he heard the whistling wind, the golden eyelids of the great god Zhan Tan moved slightly. He took out a hand from behind his head, stretched out his arm, and firmly caught the treasure banner.

The tense muscles surged like a dragon.

Full of oppression.

There is another rooftop at the corner of this place, allowing you to cross-visit the entire area.

Sitting on the water tank was a tall and decent-looking Confucian general.

His halberd made of fine steel stood on the rooftop, glowing with silver light.

On the left hand side, the green horse carelessly scratched the waterproof layer, snorted, and nuzzled its owner's armor from time to time, showing a very close relationship.

The flying ponytail occasionally swept over the rickety old man huddled at its feet.

The old guy didn't look like a good person. His silky robe didn't fit him well, and every time he put his ponytail on, he would sit there and grin, exuding a sour air.

The only valuable thing on his body is the small white jade seal hanging on his waist, engraved with the word "Shishan", which looks like a person's little finger when viewed from a distance.

In comparison, the other Taoist in red looked very impressive, like an outsider.

The pattern on the front is a bit weird, with spots, circles, and lines. Looking at it for a long time makes people uneasy.

If you look closely, you will find that these two Taoists are actually guarding a long flag.

The flag is four to five feet high. From a distance, there are curls of cold smoke and thousands of black air. From a close look, there are thousands of innocent souls surrounding it.

The flag body is in the shape of an inverted triangle, with more than a dozen flag tails fluttering gently, and densely packed small characters of mosquitoes and flies flowing around.

——Exactly the names of these tens of thousands of wronged souls.

(End of this chapter)