Final Priesthood Chapter 388

Chapter 388 Crown of Thorns, Son of God? The hunt begins

 At the beginning of the baptism ceremony, Lu Yuan made a similar attempt, but failed.

 He found that he could not bring up any career panel, nor could he use any secret techniques and skills.

His strength seems to be "solidified" by some kind of force.

The current "trial of consciousness" can only be carried out in accordance with the "rules" set by the will of the Mosaic **** of fighting and hunting summoned by the baptism ceremony? !

Now Lu Yuan is dissatisfied with this "rule".

Even if it is a "trial", what does it mean to seal his ability?

 “I'm not trying to cheat.”

 “I just want 'fairness'!”

With that said, Lu Yuan thrust the golden spear in his hand into the ground in front of him, took a deep breath, and quickly closed his eyes.

 The melee all around continues.

An exaggeratedly shaped giant battle axe, a huge mace, and a thick spear all looked like they were made of gold. They roared towards the road with a huge sound of wind and thunder.

Lu Yuan stood motionless, but the eyes under his closed eyelids were rolling rapidly.

 The moment when several attacks were about to fall on him.

 “Boom!”

A sudden thunder exploded in the sky, and in an instant, the cries of killing almost silenced the entire battlefield!

 Several attacks seemed to pause for a moment.

 The next second.

 “Boom—”

A muffled sound like the friction and rolling of boulders was heard, and the violent momentum exploded with a huge cloud of smoke and dust.

Several extremely thick arms suddenly poked out from the rising smoke, and with a random sweep, the figures holding heavy gold weapons were thrown away like straw.

 The billowing air waves spread in all directions.

The smoke dispersed, and a giant body fifteen meters high, with three heads and six arms, like an immortal magic mountain, slowly walked out of the dust and mist.

 “Kakaka—”

Lu Yuan twisted his neck slightly and made crisp bone noises.

He looked at his huge palm that could kill a person with a single blow, and said to himself calmly: "Now...it's much fairer."

 Just as he thought.

 This so-called "baptism trial" is "built" based on his own consciousness space.

 He is also one of the participating builders of the "game" and can definitely obtain some rights and interests for himself beyond the "rules".

 This is almost impossible for the average person.

But for Lu Yuan, who has mastered the "Grandmaster Meditation Combat" skill and is as proficient in controlling dreams and consciousness as eating and drinking, it can still be done.

　　After switching to the body of King Ming, Lu Yuan looked like a real giant compared to the figures fighting in the battlefield.

He was too lazy to pick up the golden spear that he had planted on the ground before. He just made random movements such as punching and kicking, and the figures around him were thrown away like weeds.

 In the face of absolute power, skills become redundant.

 Lu Yuan quickly swept away the opponents in front of him, running rampant in the field like a giant beast running out of the wild mountains.

 Hands of large swaths of opponents on the battlefield were cleared away by him.

The strength of Lu Yuan who activated the Ming King posture was completely out of proportion to the opponent in front of him.

 He is like an elephant that suddenly ran into a swarm of ants, as if he has become an existence outside the rules.

His actions seemed to arouse the dissatisfaction of the majestic figure behind the sky.

Two blood moons suddenly lit up in the turbid sky, which were the eyes of the mysterious figure.

There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and then a big hand like a sheep's hoof suddenly tore through the dome curtain and fell straight towards the road.

Looking at the posture, it seems that they intend to directly eliminate him, an unstable factor that breaks the rules of the game.

Lu Yuan watched steadily as the huge hand with sheep's hooves dropped from the sky.

 In an instant, a great feeling of horror and fear arose in my heart.

Under this giant hand with sheep's hooves, he was as small as an ant. He had no ability to resist at all. He could only watch the power of God's punishment coming quickly.

"ah-"

Just when the giant hand with sheep's hooves was about to smash down and the huge shadow was about to submerge Lu Yuan's entire body, Lu Yuan raised his six arms and let out an unwilling roar.

 In a trance, something seemed to be boiling inside him.

 “Boom!”

The next moment, an equally huge hand with an elephant's hoof appeared out of nowhere and knocked the sheep's hoof away with a "bang".

An elephant man as high as the sky raised his huge elephant hooves as big as a mountain, and with a "whoop" he passed over Luyuan's head and crossed the entire battlefield.

This elephant man had twelve extremely thick arms on his body, and with a roar, all twelve arms stretched out at the same time.

He suddenly tore open the dome curtain in front of him and directly pulled out a sheep-headed man behind the dome holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, with an unknown number of heads on his neck.

The goat-headed men roared with fear and anger from their countless heads.

Two figures, a sheep and an elephant, soon fought together, and the earth and sky began to collapse. In an instant, it seemed as if the world was destroyed.

　　The sight of Lu Yuan was dumbfounded.

 It doesn't take much thinking to know that the one with the head and body of an elephant must belong to the will of the elephant god.

But why did the elephant god's will suddenly come out and get into a fight with the hunting **** of Mosa?

 Is it because of yourself?

 He doesn't know.

As the will of the Elephant God and the God of Martial Arts battled, the battlefield where Lu Yuan was located also rapidly changed dramatically.

On one side of the originally invisible battlefield, a huge black mountain suddenly rose rapidly. At the foot of the mountain, a thick, **** ocean swept over.

 The **** wave quickly engulfed the battlefield, and within a short time, it completely divided the huge battlefield into two halves.

On one side, the magic mountain towers and the sea of ​​blood surges.

 On the other side is a battlefield of fighting and chaos.

 They are clearly distinct from each other.

Standing on the dividing line between the two, I was a little unsure of where to go.

 He blinked his eyes, looked at the two competing gods' wills in the sky above his head, and murmured to himself thoughtfully.

 “Now, it seems that it is truly fair.”

"What?!"

In the conference hall, there was a throne person who was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't help but slam the table in front of him.

There is more than one throne with a similar expression to his.

These people had just finished a round of discussion on the "Pantheon" and turned back to see if someone's baptismal ceremony had ended.

 When I saw the result, my jaw almost dropped.

 As shown on the big screen, Lu Yuan was still shrouded in a **** beam of light.

 It's just that the golden creation in front of him suddenly changed into something different.

 A spear made of gold.

There is also a golden shield that is round like a wheel and covered with gorgeous patterns.

 “Golden Wheel!”

 “He was directly promoted to the Golden Wheel?!”

 The thrones looked at each other, and everyone's face was filled with astonishment and disbelief. All of them noticed the specifications of Lu Yuan's baptism ceremony. It couldn't be any lower. It could be said that it was insincere and had no effect on the final result of the baptism.

 However, even under such circumstances, he can still qualify for the Golden Wheel? !

The guy in front of me is actually so powerful and potential?

If it were matched with a baptism ceremony of similar specifications, wouldn't he be able to ascend to the sky in one step and directly achieve the throne of the sequence?

 The thrones in the conference hall began to turn their attention back to the big screen in front of them one by one, their expressions changed, they whispered to each other.

This time, even the eyes of the silver-haired man sitting on the crystal throne at the top of the long table moved slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of interest in it.

 “Bang, bang, bang—”

Black and blood-colored lightning intertwined and spread in the turbid sky.

Huge holes were torn open in the sky.

The twelve-armed elephant **** and the **** of fighting and hunting with countless sheep-headed heads are locked in an inextricable fight. This is a fierce battle between real gods and gods.

Standing on the black magic mountain from afar, I looked up and was dazzled.

 He didn't know why things suddenly developed like this.

  Swept it out a little.

It seems that this is because the main purpose of this so-called Mosaic baptism ceremony is not only to judge the potential of the participants through a method similar to spiritual trials, but also to plant the seeds of "fighting and hunting" in the consciousness of the baptizers. "God" brand of faith.

And because of his unauthorized behavior of breaking the "rules", he aroused the dissatisfaction of the God of Martial Arts and Hunting, and wanted to directly obliterate his consciousness.

 At this time, the will of the Elephant God existing in his body suddenly jumped out and confronted it.

 “Since the will of the elephant **** can come out to help”

Lu Yuan gently rubbed his smooth chin and thought: "Then there is no reason why the evil god's will represented by my other evil **** system career panels cannot come out."

“[Fire Chaser. Blue Flame (Legend)]!”

Lu Yuan directly launched the Fire Chaser career panel.

 In the space of consciousness, the constraints and limitations he faces in all aspects are much smaller than in reality.

The emerald green flames, as green as leaves, rose spontaneously.

In an instant, the sky where the gods fought fiercely changed again.

An immortal bird bathed in fire tore through the dome and appeared, instantly igniting the entire sky and swooping towards the will of the hunting **** with a sheep head.

 Enter with the will of the phoenix.

The will of the Mosaic **** of martial arts and hunting was instantly at a disadvantage.

He held a spear in one hand and a shield in the other. Under the siege of the will of the elephant **** and the will of the phoenix, he retreated steadily. Thousands of male goat heads roared with fear and anger.

 He seemed to want to retreat.

 The huge space of consciousness gradually became unstable, and the battlefield below facing the Demonic Mountain and Sea of ​​Blood began to become illusory.

 Then without waiting for Him to take any further action.

"Snapped!"

 A crisp finger snap sounded.

Half of the sky covered by fire clouds suddenly turned into pure pitch black, as if it was rapidly falling from day to night.

 In this night sky, a huge bright white full moon quietly emerged.

 Under the full moon, the pitch-black River Styx flowed silently, suppressing the goat-headed man in his breath.

The graceful and colorful figure of the woman in black skirt loomed between the full moon and the River Styx, giving Lu Yuan an inexplicable sense of security.

The goat-headed man was suppressed by the Styx and could no longer break free.

He kept roaring, and Lu Yuan seemed to feel a trace of shock and panic from the roaring voice.

 “Once you're here, don't leave.”

Lu Yuan looked at the will of the God of Martial Arts who was in a dilemma, as if he was being cornered and beaten by a group of big men, and sighed softly: "Anyway, you are the best."

"Just...how should my baptismal ceremony end?"

 This is the situation now.

Should it be considered that the God of Mosa baptized him, or did he baptize the God of Mosa?

 “Boom!”

The long table placed in the center of the conference hall suddenly fell into pieces, and several figures suddenly stood up from the throne beneath them.

 All the thrones were staring blankly at the big screen in front of them, wondering if their eyes were wrong and they were experiencing some hallucinations.

 On the big screen.

 The golden spear and the golden wheel are shining like diamonds little by little.

Not only that, two new objects condensed in the void.

 It is also a mask with diamond luster.

 The other one is an iron crown that seems to be entangled with thorns.

 “Throne. And not just any throne”

 “The real generation...Walker is born?”

 All the thrones were muttering to themselves in a daze.

Who could have imagined that this would be the result before us.

The baptismal ceremony started with the lowest standards, but gave birth to the unprecedented supreme throne of the Mosaic religion.

 This can no longer be explained by strength and potential.

 It can only be said that the person participating in the baptism in front of me is the executor of the will appointed by the God of Mosa in this world.

 He is the symbol of the **** of fighting and hunting.

 He is the son of God!

As the Eleventh Throne who personally led the way in, he also had a dull expression on his face at this moment.

He never imagined that he would bring in a random person outside

At this moment, he will directly take over the entire Mosaic and become the supreme authority in the history of Mosaicism? !

 Suddenly at this moment, someone suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction.

 Then the second and the third.

All the thrones in the conference hall seemed to have just remembered something, and they all turned to look at the deepest part of the conference hall, which was also the top of the long broken table.

 For everyone to see.

On the throne that looked like it was carved out of crystal, the silver-haired man who had been sitting still was slowly standing up from the throne.

His long silver-white hair flowed freely without the wind. Under the crystal mask that also shone with diamond luster, a pair of silver-gray eyes revealed a deep coldness like a whirlpool.

 “I think one of your previous proposals is very good”

The silver-haired man's cold eyes scanned the whole place, scanning over a famous throne, and finally landed on the big screen in front of him. He said in a low voice: "The eighteen seats in this place are already crowded enough. We can't add any more." "Bring a chair"

“This kind of person is of unknown origin and has a high probability of affecting our future cooperation with Pantheon”

"It should be directly used as a sacrifice."

 “Stop the baptism.”

The silver-haired man's voice echoed coldly in the huge conference hall.

 “Get ready to start the hunting ceremony.”

 In the hall, a group of thrones looked at each other, and a strange light flashed rapidly in everyone's eyes.

 A moment later.

 Everyone sat down one after another.

　　Everyone's figure was hidden in the shadows, and no one spoke.

 (End of this chapter)

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