Save the world starting from the Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 40: God Descends II (24, please collect, please vote for me, please vote for recommendations!)

At this time, the gray-brown mist that shrouded the streets was getting thicker and thicker, almost turning into a solid state.

From a distance, it looks like a huge black pot, tipping upside down on the ground and swallowing the entire city.

Ordinary people face the increasingly dense fog, and it becomes more and more difficult to breathe. Gradually, one by one, they turn into dry mummies at a speed visible to the naked eye, like mummies that have been dried in the dry desert for thousands of years.

"I don't have much time left."

Zhao Jianjun felt bitter as he felt the fierce ghost reviving accelerating in his body. After calming down, he looked at the circles of ordinary people on the ground who were dying tragically, and couldn't help but punch the concrete pillar next to him.

boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The pillar that was intact one second was broken into two pieces the next, and even the steel bars inside were not spared.

After he was done, a pair of thin wings like butterflies with ghost faces printed on the surface grew out of his back. With a slight flap, a black light flashed through and the person disappeared instantly.

Wangjing Tianyuan, parking lot.

Neriu was crowded with people.

Affected by this, even the air became thinner.

At this moment, the sounds of quarrels, complaints, laments... gathered together, buzzing like a mosquito flying next to the ear, making people irritated.

However, with the sudden appearance of Zhao Jianjun, the group fell into silence and lost their voices.

Zhao Jianjun knew very well that in this state, any words had no power, so he simply released the ghost realm without any nonsense, covering the entire parking lot and sucking everyone into the ghost realm. In a flash of black light, they have arrived at the People's Square.

Everyone: "..."

Looking around, the thick black mist has reached very low, less than one meter above the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Jianjun did not dare to hesitate. He solemnly said to everyone in the ghost domain: "Everyone, please stop talking and do as I say..."

"Is this the Ghost Controller?

Really awesome! "

A young man wearing glasses hurriedly stood up and said: "You say it, we all listen to you!"

"You idiot, you don't even know someone else's purpose, and you rush to show your loyalty. You deserve to be used as cannon fodder! No, I can't die here."

Lu Sen's eyes flashed, he turned sideways and covered his mouth, "Haha, do as you say, who knows if you are planning to use us as cannon fodder?"

The voice was not loud, but not quiet either. It instantly made everyone nervous and began to whisper. Even the eyes looking at Zhao Jianjun were full of vigilance and vigilance.

"It's done."

Lu Sen smiled proudly.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he burrowed towards the outside of the crowd.

"That's right, why should we listen to you?"

"Let us go back quickly!"

"I warn you……"

"madness!"

Zhao Jianjun smiled coldly.

Turning his eyes, he quickly locked onto Lu Sen, who was running toward the outside of the crowd.

With a thought, he directly threw the person out of the ghost realm. At the same time, he controlled the ghost realm to become transparent, allowing everyone to see the scene outside.

At the same time, before Lucen could react, he was enveloped and engulfed in gray-brown mist.

"No, you can't kill me! I am..."

Zhao Jianjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "When death is imminent, you are still not honest. If you don't die, who will die?"

Scared...scared...scared...

Lu Sen looked at the safe and sound people in the ghost realm, covering his throat and speechless. His eyes were full of despair and regret.

Soon, the color on his face faded, and his skin became dry and cracked, as if he was being baked by the intense heat. His whole body quickly lost moisture, and finally turned into a fresh mummy.

Gudong.

Everyone swallowed their saliva when they saw this scene.

"Okay, then listen to me!"

Zhao Jianjun coughed and said, "If you don't want to die, then sincerely chant this honorary name after me. Do you understand?"

"Listen, I understand."

Everyone was worried.

"Very good, read after me!"

Zhao Jianjun took a deep breath and took the lead in chanting:

“You are nobler than the stars;”

"The goddess of the night, older than eternity;"

"It is the Crimson Lord, the Mother of Secrets;"

"The Queen of Disaster and Terror;"

"Lord of Sleep and Silence;"

"I would like to be your most loyal believer,"

"I am willing to give everything I have, including soul and body;"

"I only ask for your brief gaze to save this chaotic world!"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you,

I was at a loss for a while.

What are these things that this person is reading?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you are rescuing people.

Instead, it looks a bit like cult believers summoning their evil god.

"These eyes... are too scary!"

In a daze, Zhao Jianjun saw a pair of infinitely deep, terrifying eyes full of silence and darkness, which were projected towards him. It's a pity that they were too far apart, so this gaze dissipated before it could reach the earth.

After calming down, he mused: "Zhao Jianguo didn't lie to me! Reciting this honorary name can actually summon that god! Perhaps, this method can really solve the current crisis."

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianjun looked at the people in the ghost domain again. Just as he was about to speak, an idea suddenly came to his mind. For the sake of safety, he should let these people suffer a little and recognize the reality.

Having made up his mind, he decisively lifted the ghost realm and said coldly: "Why, do you want to be like that idiot just now?"

The next second, the gray-brown mist seemed to sense the scent of prey, and its claws and claws spread over, trying to swallow everything.

When everyone saw this, they immediately woke up.

If they dare to play tricks again, this person may really throw them into the ghost world and leave them alone.

Zhao Jianjun smiled coldly, "If you don't want to be sucked dry by the ghost mist, then recite the passage I just recited!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce murderous intention hit his face, scaring everyone into chanting hurriedly.

"No, let's recite it. Can't we succeed if we recite it?"

After the words fell, everyone started to chant:

“You are nobler than the stars;”

"The goddess of the night, older than eternity;"

"It is the Crimson Lord, the Mother of Secrets;"

"The Queen of Disaster and Terror;"

"Lord of Sleep and Silence;"

"I would like to be your most loyal believer,"

"I am willing to give everything I have, including soul and body;"

"I only ask for your brief gaze to save this chaotic world!"

The mysterious world, the star kingdom.

"here we go again."

The goddess of the night raised her eyebrows, looked at the vast starry sky, and finally landed on the mysterious world. He felt the power of faith getting stronger and stronger, and wondered: "Why do you have so much faith power all of a sudden?"

Ten thousand ways!

One hundred thousand ways!

…

A million ways!

In just ten minutes, the number of faith powers gathered towards the goddess of the night has reached millions. In the past, this was millions of new believers.

The clone of that dead dog is too fast!

How come there were so many believers in just half an hour?

No, something must have happened over there.

The goddess hurriedly followed the long river of faith formed by the convergence of faith power, and her eyes successfully landed inside the mysterious world. When He saw the supernatural events that were erupting all over the world, he felt a chill in his heart.

"This is...the breath of an outer god!"