The Lord of Reincarnation

In the sky.

Fang Xian put away his sleeves.

Gang Sha's Nine Transformations Sleeves hold the universe!

Just now, he used this alchemy to protect the entire city of Philip.

Once, he brought destruction to this city, and today, he brings redemption to this city.

"Actually...it's not impossible to protect this land with my strength."

Fang Xian began to think about the way out for Philip City and his followers.

"Although the ancient rulers are crazy, some instincts are still there, and they will not easily invade the territory of the same person... With my power mark and protection, they can probably survive on this planet for a while..."

"But... Various accidents or disasters may break this tranquility at any time..."

"So... it's better to emigrate to another world... There is nothing worth nostalgic for this kind of universe where the ancient rulers are everywhere..."

"I took back Dreamland for this reason. With its assistance, I can save a lot of trouble..."

...

After thinking about it, Fang Xian threw Clark Carter into Philip City at will.

Well, hopefully it won't be beaten to death by the townspeople.

Gods don't easily meet believers, so...it's interesting to proclaim the deeds and will of God from the mouth of a monster, isn't it?

Although, for Fang Xian at this time, beliefs and the like are useless at all, but they are just tasteless.

He smiled slightly, looking at the darkness in his sleeves, his eyes seemed to have penetrated the boundary of space and entered the city of Philip.

in situ...

Long ago, there was only a huge pit where the city disappeared.

...

Philip City.

"Stop!"

"It's not a monster...don't kill it.

"

Mickey separated the crowd and looked at the newly appeared monster.

I have to say that the other party looks really ugly, like a deformed octopus monster, with seaweed and disgusting slime on his body.

In the city, all kinds of lights have been lit.

The monster was surrounded in the center, it roared, and many tentacles seemed to want to attack, but they stubbornly endured it.

"It seems to be crazy, but it doesn't seem to be crazy. It has the power and breath of my lord on it?"

Mickey couldn't make a decision, so he could only order: "Close it first, check the surroundings, and see if there are any other monsters appearing..."

After doing all this, he came to a conference room, where Vivienne and Smith were waiting.

"I've already dealt with the monster. I only found one for the time being, and it's been locked up...it...seems to be a believer of our Lord..." Although Mitch felt a little embarrassed, he still said.

After discovering the changes in the city, which seemed to be completely cut off from the outside world, the trio came out of the basement and explored the surroundings.

"I have checked around the city, and it was completely separated by a layer of gray shadow... that is indescribable power... the power that belongs to our Lord... the influence of other ancient rulers has been isolated, and we are safe, even if Dreamland will no longer be in contact with that one..."

Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned: "Although we have made a lot of reserves for the doomsday, if we want to continue living in this environment for decades or hundreds of years... those plans must be laid out immediately, For example, planting fungi that do not require light as the main source of food, I remember that there is a spell that is very suitable for such a situation... Of course, it must be strictly 'disinfected' first..."

"I..." Smith felt a little ashamed: "I have been trying to contact the outside world through various channels, or pray to my Lord, but I have not received any feedback..."

"It's normal that we can't contact the outside world... As for my lord, maybe we're not devout enough?" Mickey and Vivienne looked at each other.

After meeting, they worked together to comfort the panicked believers and their families.

Immediately, they came to the cell where the monster was held.

"This monster is sometimes crazy, but sometimes it is silent... I even read a lot of complicated emotions from its eyes. I must be dreaming."

A caretaker reported.

Although he is a believer and has been exposed to spells, he is still too weak.

Living with this monster for a long time will definitely affect one's mental state.

Therefore, Mitch directly gave him a day off and asked another guard to replace him.

"It is indeed the power of my lord, I will not feel wrong."

Vivienne and Smith glanced at it and said in affirmation.

At this time, the monster that had been wriggling on the ground suddenly screamed.

Its tentacles trembled and slapped the wall indiscriminately: "Praise my lord... You are the source of warlocks, the master of reincarnation in the heavens... You are the master of calamity, the existence of immortality, and the king of endless time and space!"

"You bestowed the apocalypse and saved your believers!"

"If you want to gain light...you must pass a new test...become the God's Chosen One!"

It roared a few more times, as if it had exhausted all its strength, and fell limply down.

Although the previous contact with Fang Xian did not deliberately affect anything, Clark Carter's spirit still suffered a huge shock and self-doubt.

At this time, he is a fanatic monster.

The part that belongs to humans has become less and less.

"It seems tired... shall we let it out?"

Smith couldn't bear it.

"If you want to get the light, you must pass the test?" Vivian murmured: "What is it going to tell us? Is it an oracle from the Lord? There will be a test in the future, and we still have a chance to go out and see the light?"

After all, it is indeed very depressing to spend a lifetime within the limits of one city.

Now hearing the new choice, the eyes of the Big Three are bright.

"Well... it may be the revelation from our Lord. But... where did Master Roka go?"

Mitch nodded, approving the point.

Suddenly, inside the cell.

Hearing the name 'Roca' seemed to stimulate the monster.

It was originally limp as a mollusk, but it suddenly got up, and its tentacles quickly slapped the iron door, as if it wanted to rush out from the railing: "Roka! Roka! He is not a human...he is..."

"Ah... my Lord, please forgive my sin! I should not have mentioned your..."

The outstretched tentacles quickly curled back and beat themselves. This monster seemed to be suffering from schizophrenia.

"Mr. Roka...isn't a person...could it be some dependents?"

Smith murmured, "But... that would be cool."

As a person who has been exposed to spells, he naturally knows that the higher the strength, the closer to the truth of madness and mutation.

"Perhaps... we have missed a possibility. Teacher Roka, it was originally an answer given to us by the great one."

Vivienne suddenly said: "Ordinary believers, even the leader of that kind of religious group, do not have the powerful magic power of Roca... Maybe... he is the patron of the Lost God, and even further, he is His What about the avatar?"