MTL - The Old Gods Are Whispering-Chapter 28 Ancient deification, Qilin!

  Chapter 28 Ancient deification, Qilin!

  Time rewinds to ten minutes ago.

   With a bang, Gu Jianlin knocked over a table and rolled continuously on the ground until he hit the wall.

  He felt that the bones all over his body were falling apart, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

   It was just bumped by the deformed body of the clown.

   As a seventeen-year-old boy, he endured pain beyond what this age group should have.

  This is the lesson of blood, you have to rely on yourself in everything!

  From now on, he will never pin his hopes on his teammates again.

  I thought that the elite action group of the Ether Association should be very powerful, but I didn't expect that after a grand debut at the beginning, they were completely wiped out without the slightest ability to resist.

  —Can’t blame them though.

   Behind the clown, there seems to be someone else.

  Gu Jianlin originally wanted to ask them to help, forcing out the opponent's second mythical weapon.

   It turned out to be good now, and the pressure was all on his side.

   Fortunately, Shensi's abilities are very comprehensive. Although there is no output ability at the current stage, there is still battery life.

  He casually pressed against the flowerpot beside him, and his five fingers ignited pale will-o'-the-wisps again!

   "Sacrifice!"

  The tiger piranha in the flowerpot withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the lush vitality was sacrificed to nature.

  Gu Jianlin also received the gift of the power of nature, all the wounds and bruises on his body healed, and even the hidden wounds in his body were quietly recovering, as if the warmth of bathing in the sun flowed through his body.

   There was a shrill sound of breaking through the air, his complexion changed slightly, and he kicked the table over.

  In just a split second, a strong and resilient cobweb stuck to the table and became a mess.

   Followed by spider silk bombs one after another, bursting out with a shrill and sharp sound.

  Gu Jianlin hurriedly got up with the flower pot in his arms, leaning on the few obstacles in the cafeteria to avoid them.

   There is not much space for him to move around in the cafeteria, there are cobwebs stuck everywhere.

  After the clown completed the spider transformation, his physical fitness has been greatly improved, and he can even climb walls and walk.

  If it wasn't for Gu Jianlin's life perception, he would have died long ago in such pitch darkness.

   "Run, where else can you go?"

A hoarse and cold voice sounded from the ceiling: "I expected your father to die in panic and fear like you, but he died so easily that he didn't even have a near-death experience. Guess what, What will the sublime feel when he is on the verge of death? You will know, because I will let you slowly experience that fear."

  Gu Jianlin raised his head, met a pair of red compound eyes, and said coldly, "You talk a lot of nonsense."

  The profiling is no longer valid, because this guy has turned into a big spider. Although he still retains the mind of a human being, he has the hunting instinct of arthropods, and his movements cannot be predicted at all.

   This is indeed a desperate situation.

  The reason for being in desperation is that the teammate is too good.

  But now is not the time to blame his teammates, Gu Jianlin must seize the last chance.

   The mysterious old man in the grocery store once told him.

   Nanli Shengmen, Shengmen is on fire.

fire!

  Gu Jianlin decided to make a last-ditch effort, turned around and rushed towards the back kitchen of the cafeteria on the second floor!

   For a moment, the spider in the form of a clown burst forward with amazing jumping power and pounced.

  The sharp jointed limbs glowed coldly.

"die!"

  Gu Jianlin raised his left hand, his fingertips were stained with blood, and the pale will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited!

  Demon curse!

  He was very glad that he chose the path of Shensi at this time.

  Because the clown's whole body is deformed and hardened, bullets can't penetrate it.

   On the contrary, it is a ghost spell, which can ignore all positioning and defense, and cause real damage.

   Only a snort was heard.

  The clown gushed out thick blood, fell from mid-air, and the fatal blow was deflected.

   just passed along the boy's back and landed on his thigh!

  Gu Jianlin also paused because of the damage from the ghost curse, staggered up to the second floor, fell to the ground, and slid towards the back kitchen in front.

His left leg was bleeding profusely. The knife-sharp joint tore the artery in his thigh. The severe pain made his eyes go black. If it wasn't for the surging adrenaline supporting his body, he might have lost the battle after suffering this blow. capable.

   "Sacrifice!"

  His right hand touched the tiger Piran in his arms again, sacrificed its vitality, and obtained the gift of natural power.

  The injury to the thigh artery healed quietly.

  As for the tiger piranha in his hand, it has withered and is on the verge of death.

   It is completely unusable.

  High-level priests can extract vitality within a certain range from a distance, sacrifice nature, and give back to themselves.

   But he can't do it yet.

   And there is not much spirituality left in his body, so it can no longer be used for healing, it is better to use a few ghost spells.

   There was a rustling sound from behind, some kind of insect crawling.

  The clown got up again, grinning grinningly: "You have entered a dead end, stupid."

   This humanoid monster walked on eight spider legs and approached slowly, holding a pitch-black bell in its hand.

  The back kitchen of the cafeteria has a lot of space, and most of them are places for storing ingredients, but it is indeed a dead end.

  Gu Jianlin ignored him at all, stepped back silently, and then glanced at the corner.

   That is a small LPG gas tank.

  Draw the gun, load it, take the last alchemy bullet, aim!

  How much gas is left in this gas tank, he doesn't know.

   But at least it hasn't been changed for a while, the explosive power should not blow him to death.

   Pull the trigger, and the special alchemy bullet turns into a ray of flame and gallops out from the muzzle, hitting the target!

  At that moment, the clown turned his head and glanced at the corner, and the huge flame suddenly engulfed him!

  Boom!

  The violent explosion swallowed the clown, and the flames rolled along with the shock wave, smashing down the wall like a shattered wall.

  Gu Jianlin propped himself up at the last moment, turned over and hid in the locker, only to feel that the locker was shaking violently, and it was overturned directly on the ground, rolling violently on the ground, spinning around.

   After a while, he kicked open the door of the locker and slowly got up.

  Thick smoke was billowing, and the fire was burning in the ruins, which was very dazzling.

  However, in the dazzling firelight, there was a burning figure standing there, sneering coldly.

clown!

  At that moment, Gu Jianlin's heart sank, the gas explosion didn't even work!

   That old man's fortune-telling seems to be wrong...

  In just a moment, the clown burst out with terrifying jumping power, and jumped forward, like a monster who chooses to eat people!

  The stern cold light cut his face like a knife, Gu Jianlin couldn't dodge this time, he was pierced through the lower abdomen!

  Blood spurted out, and the severe pain seemed to penetrate the soul.

  The hideous, severely deformed face of the clown is close at hand, and the red compound eyes are like demons.

   "I am very satisfied with the way you struggled at the end."

  He grinned, showing an exaggerated smile, his mouth was extremely fishy: "Come, taste the fear."

  Gu Jianlin looked at him coldly, his pupils seemed to be frozen.

  I don't know when, the pitch-black bell has been suspended above his head.

  Mythical Armament, Requiem Bell.

  —Liberation!

  Boom!

  At that moment, Gu Jianlin heard the roar of an ancient bell, which almost shattered his soul!

  He seemed to be in an endless vortex, with waves of sound rolling in, the soul on the verge of being broken was almost swallowed, the remaining consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and the world was dead.

  The pitch-black bell released a black halo, as if trying to pull the boy's soul out of his body.

   At that moment, the black unicorn in the depths of his consciousness opened his golden vertical pupils again, angry and majestic.

Roar!

  The roar resounded through the soul, and Gu Jianlin regained consciousness.

  It turns out that the last mythical weapon is also aimed at the spirit.

  Black Kirin can also help him become immune!

and many more!

   It was the clarity of consciousness at this moment that made him figure out one thing.

  —Nanli Shengmen, Shengmen is on fire.

  In the extraordinary world, of course it will not be ordinary fire.

   So, what else is fire?

  As if seeing the light through the clouds and mist, Gu Jianlin suddenly realized that there is only one kind of fire in him!

  The fire of the **** sacrifice!

  In just a split second, Gu Jianlin's hands lit up with pale will-o'-the-wisps, and he directly pressed the opponent's head!

   "Sacrifice!"

  Boom!

  The clown let out a shrill scream, and his vitality evaporated like oil on a hot pan, offering sacrifices to nature.

  At the same time, a completely different, chaotic vitality returned to the young man.

  The world seemed to have fallen into silence. When this vitality that did not belong to him poured into his body, Hei Qilin seemed to be stimulated by some kind.

  Deep in his consciousness, the strange boy in white sacrificial robe fell into a deep sleep.

   Instead, there was an angry and roaring black unicorn!

  The two sides seem to have switched positions.

   also exchanged leadership!

   With a click, Gu Jianlin heard the sound of bones breaking in his body.

  Blood bleeds from his head, and a pitch-black unicorn protruded from his body, noble and ferocious!

   Fine blood drops ooze from his body, his fair skin is pierced, and black dragon scales spread all over his body.

  The fangs shone coldly and pierced the lips.

   The dull eyes suddenly lit up, replaced by golden vertical pupils, ancient and majestic.

  The dry body was propped up by majestic power.

  Depleted spirit, ignited by rampant rage.

  At this moment, Gu Jianlin just wanted to roar to the sky and release the power gushing out of his body.

  He seemed to hear the rumble of the world collapsing from the ancient wilderness, narrating the lost epic.

  Ambiguous, far away, majestic, stalwart.

  It seems like a vast and boundless universe, echoing with the sound of silence.

  Boom!

  The clown smelled the breath of fear, which came from the superior, supreme, god-like coercion!

   At this moment, he changed from a hunter to a prey.

  Because of the original prey, it seems to have become an ultimate predator!

  In the darkness, Gu Jianlin's golden pupils were burning.

   His majestic and indifferent eyes seemed to be overlooking an ant.

  Great panic exploded in the clown's mind, severe pain pierced through the depths of his soul, his steel joints were pulled out inch by inch, and snapped off abruptly!

   At the same time, he seemed to see the sun.

  The golden flame burned up the darkness like the sun.

  The murderous intent was as deep as the sea, and the immemorial divine power seemed to crush his soul!

  Gu Jianlin indifferently stretched out his hand to hold the opponent's other jointed limb, and the five fingers covered with dragon scales tightened slightly, making a cracking sound.

"Thank you."

   Before the clown could scream out in shock, his jointed limb was roughly torn off, and blood spurted wildly.

   With a bang, he was hit to the ground again by a brute force.

   "Teach me how to awaken this power."

  Gu Jianlin just grabbed his neck and threw it hard like throwing garbage, and he hit the ground with a bang, bursting into cracks.

   With the huge shock, the clown's soul seemed to be shattered!

  Gu Jianlin stepped on his head and looked down condescendingly, his golden vertical pupils seemed to be burning:

   "Now, it's time for you to taste the fear."

  At this moment, he finally returned to the state when he traveled to the Qilin Immortal Palace.

   Rare horns, scales, fangs, golden pupils.

  —Ancient deification!

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  At night, the grocery store opens again, and sandalwood incense rises.

  The old man was still sitting in the wheelchair, fiddling with the six copper coins in his hand, the cold moonlight reflected on his side face, like a mottled ancient painting.

"teacher."

  Jing Ci was still in a suit and leather shoes, looked into the distance, smiled and said, "You lost the bet again."

  The old man was silent for a moment, with a smile on his lips, he took out ten red banknotes from his pocket, and put them on the table.

Jing Ci pocketed the thousand dollars, and said with a smile: "The Ether Association believes that the fallen are a manifestation of spiritual pollution. They can't bear the spiritual thoughts of the ancient gods, and they have gained huge power, which will also lead to mental loss. .”

  "They stubbornly believed that this was an evil degeneration that tarnished their beliefs and was an unforgivable crime. In the dark Middle Ages, I don't know how many fallen people were named dark wizards and executed on the stake."

He paused: "But they don't know that the so-called depravity also hides the opportunity for evolution. If someone can control the polluted spirit with a strong spiritual will, they can complete the evolution. Although it is impossible to evolve into an ancient **** Such a great life, but it can completely exceed the scope of human beings, and is comparable to the servant of a god."

   "The safest evolutionary method of the priest path is to use the fire of the **** sacrifice to sacrifice a fallen person who has mastered the ability to deform. His vitality returns to nature, and after a layer of filtering, it is fed back to himself, thereby triggering evolution."

   "You taught him the evolution method of the **** division path, just to see if he can complete the god-servant transformation?"

  Jing Ci asked.

   "It seems that he has good talent, give him a chance to ascend to the sky, and see if he can grasp it."

  The old man smiled faintly, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky.

   "However, I'm not satisfied with becoming a god..."

  (end of this chapter)