After going into the sea, I met the witch lady

Chapter 142 I will be crowned a god! (Please subscribe)

As soon as a large number of labyrinth monsters landed, they launched indiscriminate attacks on the surrounding creatures.

For a time, mourning was everywhere.

However, what is more terrifying is not that, but the hundred-meter giant claw protruding from the entrance of the exploded maze. It is shaking a little bit and is about to crawl out from the depths of the ground.

All the professionals stared blankly at the shocking giant claw, despair sweeping through their hearts.

The protruding claws alone are hundreds of meters long, so how huge must it, or rather, its true body be!

It's not like professionals have never fought against monsters, but even a huge existence is only a dozen meters tall. This is already an extremely terrifying monster, but such a size also looks so big under the giant claws of 100 meters. Small and humble.

"Rumble..."

The earth cracked and shattered, and another hundred-meter giant claw stretched out from the ground. Then, two hundred-meter giant claws collapsed, fell to the ground, and began to exert force, gradually revealing the body deep into the ground to the eyes of the world.

The smoke and dust rose up noisily, and the stones with a radius of several meters, in comparison, looked like "small pebbles", rolling down from the body of the owner of the giant claw.

What a behemoth it is.

With a height of several hundred meters, the shadow cast by it is enough to completely submerge the Santos Palace.

Its image resembles a fox, with its entire body purple in color, and nine thick tails spread out behind it, spreading flat on the ground. Each one is comparable to a small mountain.

On the high platform.

The witch transformed by Water Drop Princess Ariel looked at the super giant demon fox in the distance with a look of astonishment in her eyes.

Obviously those men in black robes are dead, why...

In front of the Libra Holy Church, Pope Libra had a look of fanaticism in his eyes:

"According to legend, thousands of years ago, the Demon God of Li, Ancient Hermes, was sealed here by the Supreme God."

"And this place got its name from this, called 'Island'."

"Thousands of years have passed, and the miracles have disappeared. Although my faith is sincere, I still can't bear the hesitation in my heart."

"Today, I can see the Demon God of Li, which proves that our supreme god is not an illusion."

"It really exists!"

"My god..."

"My god..."

"My God!"

Pope Libra's expression has reached the point of madness.

He opened his hands and made a hug gesture toward the Demon God of Liaison, Guhemes.

On the high platform, Princess Ariel's eyes returned to indifference. She looked at the ferocious Pope Libra who was no longer peaceful as before:

"Poor man..."

"Even if you are bewitched, you don't even know it."

"Don't you know?" Pope Libra's mouth curved in a terrifying and ferocious arc: "No, I know."

"God has been gone for thousands of years, and our church has long ceased to exist in name only, relying only on the remnants of the divine power of the past to survive until now."

"Faith is fading, and if you want the church to continue to exist, there is only one way."

"——Welcome a new god!"

"And I will be crowned as a god!"

Pope Libra opened his hands, and the expression on his face returned to nature, except that his pupils turned as dark as ink.

At the same time, the same dark mist appeared in the eyes of the Demon God of Li in the distance. It was dense and diffuse, forming a pattern similar to an eye.

"Welcoming a new god? It turns out it's you..." Water Drop Princess Ariel's eyes showed some fluctuations: "The Ancient Gods Association."

"You actually know?" A faint smile appeared on Pope Libra's lips: "No matter how you learn about it, it doesn't matter."

"The new born gods will lead the church to a new height and create a new kingdom of God."

"I'm curious, why is Yin still calm now?"

"Do you have any other trump cards? At this point, are you still planning to hide them?"

Faced with Pope Libra's curious inquiry, Water Drop Princess Ariel stopped answering. She raised her head and looked at the golden light on the "artifact-sacred scale" that was gradually stained with black filaments.

"This is godless faith, so fragile, so unbearable." Following the gaze of Water Drop Princess Ariel, Pope Libra's voice slowly sounded:

"Faith is a double-edged sword. When people believe in you, you are omnipotent, but when you cannot protect them, this faith will become an abyss that swallows you up."

"The artifact contaminated by impure faith has lost its status and fallen into the mortal world."

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you for stealing the 'sacred object'. Otherwise, I would have to find a reason to prevent the 'sacred ritual' from proceeding, which would be somewhat troublesome."

"you……"

Pope Libra is still talking, it seems that the long-term suppression has been released, making him unable to help but want to talk more.

This is not difficult to understand.

If it were you, who had been suppressing for many years and finally achieved your goal and had everything under control, would you be able to resist being "satisfied"?

But soon, Pope Libra's words stopped abruptly, and his voice became shocked and unbelievable:

"Are you looking for death?"

On the high platform.

The Water Drop Princess Ariel raised her hand and made a gesture of flattery towards the contaminated "artifact-sacred scale".

The next moment, the contaminated power of faith flowed out from the artifact, flew into Ariel's palm, and flowed into her body.

The large amount of black energy made the lines on the surface of her body become more and more strange, faintly like a fruit that is about to ripen.

"impossible!"

What he saw before him was beyond Pope Libra's understanding: "Polluted faith is the most terrifying poison in the world. How can you absorb it..."

Ignoring the incredulous and shocking words of Pope Libra outside the high platform, the droplet princess Ariel continued to absorb the contaminated faith.

When there was no more black line on the "artifact-sacred scale" and returned to golden color, the black energy on the water drop princess Ariel's body had become so thick that it was almost as viscous as liquid.

She walked hard, came to the ice coffin, and opened it.

A faint icy mist rose up, revealing the pretty figure lying quietly inside.

It was a girl who looked to be only eighteen years old at most.

She crossed her arms and placed them on her lower abdomen, wearing a gorgeous blue dress that was the same as Ariel, the drop princess.

The Water Drop Princess Ariel raised her hand and slowly took off the mask on her face, revealing a face that was exactly the same as the girl in the coffin.

"Ariel, long time no see..."

A voice with complex emotions came from the mouth of "Ariel" outside the coffin.

"Who are you!"

Outside the protective shield made of golden light, Pope Libra's voice gradually became hysterical. He raised his hand and smashed it hard in the direction of the high platform. At the same time, the Demon God of Li who broke out of the seal also raised his shocking 100-meter giant claw. , falling under pressure.

"Boom-"

Indescribable vibrations resounded through the sky, but even such attacks were still unable to shake the golden protective shield.

The robustness of this protection enabled by the "artifact-sacred scale" far exceeds the imagination of the world.

"With the thousand-year seal, the demon's soul and godhead are no longer there, and all that's left is his dilapidated body."

Ariel's voice was calm and indifferent: "The Ancient God Guild is a group of lunatics obsessed with resurrecting the ancient god. But even if you can control the remains of the demon god, how can you possibly destroy the real artifact?"

While speaking, "Ariel" raised her right hand and inserted it into her left chest.

Without the dripping blood, it was as if her body was no longer flesh and blood.

A beating heart intertwined with gold and black was taken out by her, and with her movement, the girl's face became as pale as paper, without any trace of blood.

Looking at the girl in the ice coffin, "Ariel" smiled slightly: "I hope you don't blame me."

"Well...it's useless for you to blame me. After all, when you wake up, I should be gone, right?"

Press the two-color heart in your hand against the ice coffin girl's chest. The seemingly solid two-color heart is like an illusory object, directly penetrating the girl's flesh and blood and blending into it.

A misty white shimmer spread from the girl's body, filled with an unimaginable vitality.

After finishing this move, "Ariel" stood up. At this moment, she gave people a feeling of weakness that she might fall down if the breeze blew.

Raising her head and looking at Pope Libra and the wreckage behind him, the girl smiled slightly:

"Since it is a 'sacred ceremony', how can it be done without a subject of judgment?"

"I, the Fire Witch Miranella, hereby declare that I will judge the Pope of the Holy Cult of Libra, St. Berg Cavendish."

Amid the high-pitched voice, the shining "artifact-sacred scale" radiated incomparably bright light under the sun.

A pure golden platform formed in mid-air. At both ends of the platform, there were pillars rising high.

Two rays of golden light shot out and landed on "Ariel", no, it should be said to be the Fire Witch Miranla and the Pope Libra.

In a flash of light, the two people appeared on the pillars on both sides of the high platform.

——This is the "Holy Duel Field". No one can leave until the winner is decided.

Pope Libra, who had just landed, had a gloomy expression, but he was not panicked:

"This time, I made a mistake."

"I didn't expect you to be able to remove even contaminated beliefs and restore the glory of the artifact."

"In your current state, even if you drag me into the [Holy Duel Field], do you think you can win me?"

"It's just a matter of hanging on for a while."

Pope Libra raised his hand, and there was light gathering in his dark pupils.

Outside, the remains of Li Shen, that is, the body of the super-giant fox demon, began to shrink and become hazy.

Behind Pope Libra, it became "miniature", but there were also the remains of Li Shen more than twenty tall emerging.

"This is my power. Even if it is an 'artifact', it cannot be stripped away."

"I would like to know how you can defeat me in this situation?" Pope Libra's tone was very calm.

The Fire Witch Mirala spoke softly: "Who told you that I would be your opponent?"

Hearing this, Pope Libra was slightly startled, but quickly responded: "You want to invite [jurors]?"

The so-called [jurors] are the candidates invited by both parties participating in the "Holy Judgment" to participate in the "Holy Duel" on their behalf.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Pope Libra's face: "On this huge outlying island, apart from you and me, there are absolutely no other fourth-level existences. Even if there are, fourth-level extraordinary professionals, in my eyes, are nothing more than ants that can be destroyed with a snap of the finger."

"How do you beat me?"

The Fire Witch Miranla no longer paid attention to Pope Libra. She raised her head, stared at the "artifact-Sacred Scale" that emitted endless bright golden light, and spoke word by word:

"At the cost of my soul, the maximum spiritual limit of this 'Holy Duel' must not exceed level three!"

As the words fell, a dazzling golden light burst out, and some strange changes occurred in the "Holy Duel Field".

Pope Libra's face changed slightly. He felt that his spirituality was forcibly suppressed by this space to the third level limit.

But soon, his expression returned to normal:

"Pay such a heavy price just for this?"

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

"Even if I only have the ultimate spirituality of the third level, I am not afraid of the fourth level professionals as I have mastered the remnants of Li Shen."

Pope Libra took one step and walked down from the pillar, step by step, to the duel field.

The fire witch Mirilla closed her eyes, and red flames burned from her body.

The flames outlined a magnificent and complex circular formation on the ground of the duel arena, and a shadow holding a sword slowly emerged from it.

……

Go back a few minutes.

The moment the hundred-meter giant claw broke through the underground maze, thick gray mist flowed in front of Ryan's eyes.

His expression changed.

At the same time, Freni, who was standing next to Ryan, had a blue light in her eyes, forming a blue hand out of thin air and grabbing at Ryan who was surrounded by gray mist.

However, when Youlan's big hand reached Ryan's position, he missed it.

The gray fog dissipated, and Ryan's figure had disappeared.

……

When the gray fog in front of him faded, Ryan found himself in the "Overturned Palace".

In the empty hall, there were only him and "Red Kite" sitting at the top.

Ryan looked ugly.

This time, the "Overturning Palace" summoned him without his consent at all, and used the "Overturning Mask" as an anchor to forcefully summon him in.

"Even if you are not bound by the 'Blood Oath Contract', if you are greedy for petty gains, you will eventually have to pay the price..."

Ryan warned himself in his heart.

He looked directly at the "Red Kite" sitting in the first place, and said with a slightly cold tone: "I don't remember you saying that the 'Overturned Palace' has the function of forcible summons."

"I'm sorry..." A gentle and magnetic voice came from the mouth of "Red Kite", and a look of apology appeared on the face of the extremely delicate doll body.

"The situation is urgent and I have to do this as a last resort. Please forgive me."

"After that, I will definitely come up with a gift that satisfies you as an apology."

"Mr. Ryan Leyland."

Ryan's face turned pale. Although the forced teleportation made him very unhappy, it would not be unforgivable if there was an "apology" - after the last special mission, the "Red Kite" mid-level rare item was given to him without any trace. Her sloppy behavior left a good impression on Ryan.

"Forget it, let's talk about it. Why did you call me here in such a hurry this time?"

Ryan let out a breath.

Generally speaking, members of the Overturned Palace would refer to each other by "code names", but now, "Red Kite" calls him "Ryan Leland", which can't help but make him feel something different. thoughts.

"Time is of the essence, I will keep my story short."

"Mr. Lane, I would like to invite you to be my [juror] for the [Holy Duel]."

"With the Pope of Libra, St. Berg Cavendish."

Hearing this, Ryan did not hesitate and flatly refused: "Do you want me to die?"

Ryan doesn't know the specific strength of Pope Libra, but there is no doubt that Pope Libra is definitely a fourth-level extraordinary professional, and he is definitely not a beginner.

Although he defeated the "Skeleton Knight" and his strength has been further improved after returning from this trip, Ryan is very self-aware.

With his current strength, it is difficult to say whether he can defeat a professional who has just entered the fourth level, let alone an established fourth-level professional like Libra Pope.

The possibility of winning is almost zero.

"Don't refuse in a hurry."

"Red Yuan" smiled: "Of course I will not let you die. In fact, I, who also participated in the [Holy Duel], will share life and death with you. In this case, you said, I will take my own Are you kidding me about your fate?"

Hearing this, Ryan frowned slightly: "Are you the Water Drop Princess?"

Because of the previous light screen, everyone on the island saw it. The person who opened the "artifact-sacred scale" was the droplet princess Ariel.

And now, "Red Kite" said that she will participate in the [Holy Duel], and her identity is naturally self-evident.

Facing Ryan's question, "Red Kite" shook his head slightly: "I don't want to lie to you."

"Actually, I am not the Water Drop Princess. Who I am is meaningless to you."

"You can call me, Miranla."

"Back to the topic."

"I will use the 'artifact - the sacred scale' to lock the spiritual upper limit of the sacred duel field at the third level."

"I have witnessed your battle deep in the underground labyrinth. In the realm of the third level, I have never seen anyone stronger than you."

"So, I'd like to ask for your help."

"As long as you are willing to take action, you can take whatever you want in the treasure house of Santos Palace afterwards."

"There is a high-level rare item in the treasury of Santos' palace. It is the national treasure of the Kingdom of Santos."

"That's all I can give."

"So, Mr. Lane, what do you mean?"

After listening to "Red Kite" Miranla's words, Ryan fell into deep thought.

Just because spirituality is locked at the third level does not mean that fourth-level professionals can only exert their third-level strength.

Promotion in rank will bring about professional abilities. With the blessing of professional abilities, even if they only have third-level spirituality, fourth-level professionals can still exert strength far beyond that of third-level ones.

but……

This means something completely different to Ryan.

If the opponent only has a third-level spirituality, even a veteran fourth-level professional like Libra Pope might be able to fight.

After nearly ten seconds of silence, Ryan raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of "Red Kite": "I agree to your invitation."

The reason for making such a decision is that, on the one hand, the reward is extremely generous. After countless years of accumulation, the Santos Palace must have a large number of rare objects. If he can take them away at will, then his [Unknown Ship Sculpture] will be repaired. Total hope.

On the other hand, it is due to "career path" considerations.

[Gluttony Hunter] If he wants to be promoted, he needs to hold a "happy ceremony" approved by more than a hundred people on a grand occasion.

As for the current holy duel, due to the existence of the light screen, the people on the entire outlying island could see it with their own eyes.

The number of people who witnessed it was more than ten thousand.

As long as you can win this duel, you will easily complete the "happy ritual".

Of course, there are still risks.

As a veteran fourth-level professional, Pope Libra must be extremely powerful.

Can……

Is there anything in this world that has no risks and only benefits?

The pursuit of the Black Knights is like a shadow and may come at any time. In this case, Ryan must seize every opportunity to improve his strength.

Under the premise that risks are relatively controllable.

Hearing Ryan's reply, "Red Kite" Miranla showed a sincere smile on her face: "Then, I'll leave everything to you."

"My Purple Wind Knight."

……

Holy duel ground.

Under the spotlight.

Ryan, who was wearing a purple mask, slowly raised his head and looked directly at the old man wearing a crown opposite him, grinning slightly:

"You are my opponent, right?"

"The Pope of Libra, St. Berg Cavendish."

"Chong-"

The sound of the sword being unsheathed was sharp and piercing, and a huge aura of blood and spirituality rose up, like a ferocious beast roaring up to the sky.

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(End of this chapter)