Chapter 1189 Eat Two Legends! Have a Full Meal! Hiccup (Asking for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 1189 Eat two legends! Have a full meal! Hiccup~~~ (please vote for me)

Viracocha, the sun god, had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he seemed to be a farmer. Plowing, irrigating, weeding, harvesting...worship the gods. Once a week, go to church to pray to the Lord of Glory; once a year, give one-tenth of the harvest from your fields to the church.

The great Lord of radiance, give them food, give them abundance, give them peace and tranquility... He is the Creator of the world and their protector...

In the dream, he seemed to have become a warrior again. Train, guard, patrol, fight...worship the gods. Before going on an expedition, after a victory, or when you are injured and receiving treatment, pray to Him sincerely and ask for His protection.

The great Lord of Glory, grant them courage and give them confidence... Under His guidance, the brave warriors are invincible!

Farmers, warriors, priests, nobles, knights... Sun God Viracocha had dreams one after another. In the dream, he passed through year after year and experienced the life of one believer after another.

No matter which dream it was, the prayers praising the Lord of Glory, singing praises to the Lord of Glory, and glorifying the Lord of Glory always lingered around him. After listening for a long time, the sun god Viracocha seemed to feel that...

The Lord of Glory seems to be a great, righteous, noble, and worthy of belief?

No...no...

Viracocha struggled, resisted, and woke up from the dream again and again. Can't sleep, can't sleep...can't be affected by these memories...

I am Viracocha, the great sun god. I cannot...cannot believe in...other gods...

He struggled and resisted with all his strength, and even launched a blood sacrifice to use the souls of believers to kill these foreign souls.

However, it was not until he met Gretel and received a large number of gifts from the world that he was able to use a gentler method to exclude these foreign souls from his body.

Until the light of these souls no longer burns him or affects him, he can calmly study, analyze, and appreciate those memories... study the nature of the power of the Lord of Glory, and study the mysteries of the other party's magical skills...

"It is indeed very strong, but it can't beat me..." Viracocha thought silently:

"I understand your secret... From now on, you can never hurt me again... Lord of Glory, if your people attack me in this way, it will become your biggest regret and weakness... "

Those priests, those ascetics, those knights.

Those who are the most devout, the most steadfast souls, those who are promised eternal blessings, are accepted, attracted, and ascend to the mountain of heaven. Those souls used to harm other gods in the divine descending technique.

The memories they carried were read, analyzed, and absorbed one by one by Viracocha.

And these memories, and the knowledge gained from these memories, have indeed broadened the horizons of the Sun God Viracocha and broadened his knowledge.

When he fought against the Glory Legend, his methods became more and more calm, and he became more and more capable of defusing, restraining, and utilizing the opponent's attacks. He can even use these remaining souls to pretend to be injured——

Concentrate your own power, form a protective layer on the surface, and gather those souls into a wound;

Then, when the enemy's attack comes, let go of the gathered remnant souls and let them seem to spread throughout the body, pretending to be severely injured.

Attack?

Attack!

When you let down your guard and attack with all your strength, that's when I will fight back with all my strength!

He gathers strength, counterattacks, and devours. Swallow the phantom of the angel, swallow the sword energy of the legendary warrior, and swallow the fragments of the exploded Heaven Mountain. Then, using the temples everywhere as anchor points, he pursued the aura of the Lord of Glory and pursued the past.

"Here...not!"

A group of foreign warriors have already invaded his city, destroyed his temple, and are looting. Viracocha angrily threw a golden light, cutting the leader's warriors into two pieces, and then blessed his own priests and warriors;

"Not here... either!"

Another group of foreign warriors were rushing on the snowy mountain road. Viracocha shook the snowy peaks with rage, and rolled down the snow, burying them;

"Here... not yet!"

Another group of foreign warriors drove the people of the Kingdom of the Sun to walk on the plateau with difficulty.

Viracocha looked down at his people. They were tired and skinny. The fire of life was so weak that it was about to go out, and the breath of the sun was so weak that it was about to disappear...

"Already, have you almost forgotten me..."

The brilliance on Viracocha's body shone slightly, then quietly dimmed. Human life is too short. If the temple is destroyed and the belief in the sun god is prohibited...it only takes one generation, two generations...

In a few decades or a hundred years, the gods who once protected them could be completely forgotten...

Viracocha restrained his desire to take action and only quietly cast a little bit of power on those few people who still had the aura of the sun. Then, he walked around in a circle and gave the oracle to the surrounding temples:

There are enemies around!

Take up your weapons, gather your strength, fight, annihilate, protect!

Once, twice, I finally caught the traces of those two legends. After traveling hundreds of miles quickly, the legendary priest was already almost exhausted, lying softly on the back of his companion, his white robe floating gently;

And the legendary swordsman, carrying his companions on his back, flew between the mountains so fast that he almost left an afterimage. One step forward, dozens of flying steps, another step forward, and another dozens of steps.

When they encounter canyons or mountain streams, they sprint from a distance and jump as hard as they can. Jumping to the highest point, the white robe on the legendary priest gently opened and turned into a ball of white light that enveloped them.

The white light held them up and glided with the wind. Although the speed is not as fast as the legendary warrior's running, it is much less laborious. After floating for a moment, he landed on the opposite mountain and continued running.

found it.

That’s you.

I've locked onto your breath. As long as the sun shines, I can see you, despicable outsiders, you, don't even think about escaping——

Viracocha, the sun god, waited patiently. One mountain ridge, another mountain ridge, until the legendary warrior jumped up with all his strength and jumped over a particularly wide mountain stream. He suddenly appeared and stood lightly in front of the two of them.

In the mountain stream, in front of the gliding path, the sun reflected in the deep pool of the stream suddenly rose in the sky. A ring of the sun hung directly in front of the two of them, blocking their gliding path.

"Quickly rewind——"

Governor Martinez's eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, he really regretted that he should not have launched this battle rashly - at the very least, he should have made sufficient preparations to attract more legends from the country to help before launching this battle.

The other party is a demigod! Even if he is an indigenous demigod, he is still a genuine demigod!

Even if he personally killed the demigod back then, it was only with the support of the Holy See and the assistance of several legendary comrades!

Four or more legends can seriously injure a demigod if they are well prepared and ambushed, calculated mentally or not. Two legends are really too reluctant...

Moreover, when did that false god recover from his injuries?

He has no idea!

All the information in advance and all the investigations into the Sun Temple came to the conclusion that the false god was weakening, weakening, and constantly weakening...

The bright sun is approaching. This great sun, half substantial, half illusory, was not so bright that people could not open their eyes, nor was it so painful that it burned the skin. But the more this happened, the more panicked Governor Martinez felt:

This phenomenon either means that the false god has been able to restrain his power well; or it means that the other party has not yet fully arrived. Either way, there is not much time left for them...

The white light quickly turned into wings, flapping and flapping vigorously, trying to change direction and escape the attraction of the big sun. However, no matter how hard you flap, the wings made of divine magic are of no use in front of a demigod——

Close, close, getting closer. The illusory sun disk seems to have arrived in front of us!

"Let's go!"

Governor Martinez turned around suddenly. Grabbing Archbishop Bartolome on his back, he used all his strength and threw it outward:

"Go! Go quickly!!!"

Escape back!

Do whatever it takes to escape back!

Escape back to the Viceroyalty, escape to the cathedral, activate the defense of the cathedral, and call for reinforcements from the Glorious Holy See!

Only by receiving support from the Holy See as soon as possible can the Viceroyalty be preserved!

Otherwise, everyone in the Holy See is there, everyone in the kingdom is there, those knights, those guards, those adventurers, those businessmen, and even the descendants who have reproduced for decades...

All will die!

Everyone must die!

The archbishop drew a white arc, like a shooting star, crashing into the mountains in his path. In contrast, Governor Martinez also flew in the completely opposite direction——

He summoned up all his strength, wrapped in the flames transformed from fighting spirit, life, and soul, and crashed into the center of the sun.

The sun god Viracoca was happy at first, and then annoyed. Fortunately, this legendary warrior jumped in on his own initiative——

The taste of the legendary warrior is much better than the soul. The abundant blood and vitality can make him have a full meal!

So full!

After this meal, have a good sleep. It doesn’t matter if you don’t enjoy the blood sacrifice for decades!

What's frustrating is that it takes a lot of time to absorb him or even kill him. The warrior rushed left and right in the sun circle, constantly slashing with his sword. Even if he tried his best to burn, he couldn't take down the opponent!

And the other legend, the sinister and despicable legend who attacked him with many, many souls, is about to escape!

No escape!

No one can escape!

Viracocha, the sun god, gathered all his power. No, it would be a pity to kill it like this, it would be such a loss. This little bit of strength I only saved up after working in the forest for a long time and almost dying of exhaustion——

Change your approach!

It just so happened that when I was working in the forest, I dug some ore. The ore that little Gretel once secretly told his friends "Don't dig too much, let alone gather it together"...

Get them together!

Set them on fire!

I've been doing it for so long, I can handle the burn, but you can't!

boom! ! !

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