Chapter 531: Spirit Overlord (1)
Translator: 549690339
The cross, or rather, the Archbishop of disaster, had instinctively retracted his tentacles.
It was the same logic as when someone touched a burning charcoal and hurriedly took back his words.
However, he didnât expect that when he retracted his hand, he actually brought up the hot red-hot charcoal.
And the other party even knew how to laugh and even took the opportunity to charge at his face.
âHuala âŠ
The cross on the east side of the town reacted quickly and got rid of the tentacle.
This was the first time he had voluntarily abandoned a part of his body upon contact.
However, Lu Xinâs body had already been pulled into the air, higher than the cross.
He then lowered his head and looked at the Crossâs head. The Archbishop of disasterâs eyes were filled with fear, and the corners of his mouth were pulled open.
The other arm was raised high, and the entire arm was covered in violently trembling black particles.
Using the momentum of the fall, it struck heavily at the top of the cross.
âSi si . . . â
At the head of the cross on the east side, the Archbishop of disasterâs expression became fearful and uneasy.
His head suddenly split open, and countless nerve tissues and blood vessels gushed out at the same time.
It was as if a piece of land had been dug open to reveal a snakeâs nest, wriggling and tangling.
In the dazzling scene, there were countless snake mouths that were wide open, biting upwards ruthlessly.
Looking at this scene, Lu Xin was really âŠ
.. He was excited.
He raised his arm up high and swung it down at the âsnake nestâ.
His entire arm was covered in those black particles, making it look like he was wearing a black glove.
âPfft âŠ
A crazy and tragic aura appeared. The black particles seeped into the snakeâs nest and hit countless splatters of blood.
Then, his body quickly fell and penetrated the entire cross.
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, his body quickly fell to the ground, smashing a huge, glass-like pit in the town.
In a good mood, he raised his head and looked forward once more.
The cross that looked like a giant was being split into two, and it fell heavily to the ground.
âWhy is it like this?â
As one cross fell, the Archbishop of disaster, who was on top of the other three crosses, was horrified.
They stared at themselves in the East, their expressions indescribably complicated.
Something beyond their knowledge poured into their minds. They couldnât understand why their power didnât work at all in front of the opponent, and they couldnât understand why that power could easily divide their power, even directly âŠ
.. Destruction?
âHehehe âŠ
Just as they were thinking about this, Lu Xin chuckled and strode forward.
With the help of part of his sisterâs strength, he ran through the complicated buildings of the town like a looming Spider.
âRetreat!â
Cross from the North shouted.
There was an invisible force that sank from the tail and poured into the town.
The buildings in the town suddenly came to life. The roads crinkled and the houses moved together.
It was as if there were obstacles in front of Lu Xin.
However, Lu Xin didnât even look. He gave up on climbing and jumping and lowered his head to RAM into her.
âBoom . . .
The hard, yet picture-like, bluestone bridge in front of him was shattered by him. He couldnât even feel the impact of the collision. It was as if the bluestone road had already shattered when he came over. It was extremely simple.
Or rather, it was not a crack, but a path.
The bluestone road was in a hurry to make way for him, so it did not hesitate to collapse.
It was not just the bluestone slabs.
Lu Xin strode forward. His speed was only slightly faster than an ordinary personâs.
It was a world woven by mental power, but a straight line appeared wherever he passed.
All the mental power was fighting to make way for him, so no matter if it was the wrinkled road or the overlapping houses, they all wailed and made a clear sound of glass breaking at the same time. They were torn apart like thick paper and hid in front of him.
In front of the road, there was a human-shaped cross pointing to the North. The disaster Archbishopâs face was filled with endless panic.
However, Lu Xin suddenly smiled at him.
He was very polite.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
This place instantly fell into chaos, and not even the two crosses on the southwest knew what was going on.
Logically speaking, in this world where spirits were intertwined, no matter what happened, they would instantly know.
But now, because this world was too chaotic, all kinds of information poured into their minds, and they couldnât react in time.
At this time, they could only look to the North of the chaotic town like ordinary people.
The cross in the North was getting shorter and shorter, and then quickly disappeared.
âHow can there be such power?â
An indescribable fear was shrouding them.
This violent and unreasonable power that seemed to be able to tear everything apart completely shocked them.
They couldnât care less about anything else as the two crosses began to move in Lu Xinâs direction.
His arms were already bent to the middle and crossed in front of his chest.
I order you âŠ
His blue pupils contracted at the same time. They were as deep as the ocean, reflecting everything in the town.
The two voices overlapped and intertwined.
feel the disaster, feel the pain.
1 order you ⊠open your eyes and see the truth.
I order you âŠ
feel the misfortune and turn it into a disaster âŠ
As their voices rang out, in various parts of the town, the people who were in pain or misfortune, the people who were crying âŠ
At the same time, they were controlled by a kind of mental power, and they let out a sad cry.
The pain that was buried deep in their memories suddenly revealed its original shape. Everyoneâs body began to crack, and black tentacles grew out. Then, their bodies changed as black petals spread out.
The bright and sunny little town suddenly became gloomy.
Large black flowers bloomed in every corner of the town, bringing with them a gloomy and cold atmosphere.
The aura of disaster once again filled the small town.
At the same time, as the cold energy continued to spread, rumbling sounds could be heard from the East and North.
They were the two huge crosses that Lu Xin had just destroyed.
Their scattered flesh, blood, and bones suddenly merged together. Under the support of some kind of power, they intertwined and overlapped in an instant. Starting from their feet, nerves, blood vessels, and flesh weaved together. As if time had reversed, they appeared in their original positions.
Not only that, the entire world of the small town started to shake violently.
Suddenly, with a loud noise, more crosses fell from the sky.
One by one, they surrounded this fake town, as if forming a dense wooden fence, tightly secured.
Every cross had the face of the disaster Archbishop on it.
They were densely packed together and looked at the town with an indifferent gaze.
âl am calamity.â
The voice of the disaster Archbishop seemed to come from all over the world, giving off a sense of will.
It was as if it was a mistake to even have the thought of resisting.
the disaster is in your past life, you canât disobey âŠ
disaster is with you, and you will never be able to avoid it âŠ
The deafening sound flood filled the entire town. More and more black flowers bloomed on the unfortunate people.
As the cold and sinister aura intertwined, Lu Xin felt as if he was trapped in the middle of the town.
He was surrounded by overlapping crosses, and they were growing taller and taller, almost touching the sky.
The black flowers bloomed and drowned out the only lively and lively cries in the town. Under the flowers, a large forest of thorns was formed. Lu Xin was trapped by the countless thorns like a steel prison.
He moved slightly, and with a âChi laâ sound, a long wound suddenly appeared on his body.
At the wound, a strange emotion was bred into his body, and suddenly, bloody faces flashed in front of his eyes.
It was the last thing he wanted to touch in his memory.
However, these thorns seemed to have some kind of power that could suddenly pull the pain from the depths of oneâs memory to oneâs face.
It made one upset.
Lu Xin was furious. He waved his hand, and the black particles in his hand instantly submerged a patch of black thorns that were about three to four square meters in size. Then, it was destroyed into nothingness. However, the black thorns spread over again in the next moment, and he was still trapped in the middle.
The entire town was covered in black thorns, and he looked like a young man holding a sickle in front of a field of wheat.
Each straw could not last more than a second in his hands, but the wave of wheat made peopleâs hearts sink.
He couldnât move in this forest of thorns.
The moment he moved, he would be stabbed by the thorns, and once he was stabbed, countless memories that he did not want to recall would appear in his mind.
These memories would disturb oneâs attention and bring about a feeling of pain.
To put it simply, this was like an act of exposing someoneâs scars in a quarrel, and it was extremely lethal.
The countless crosses around them all looked down with cold gazes.
The Archbishop of disasterâs voice was like the will of the entire world.
âThis is my world. All mental power is under my control, including yours.â I can give you disaster, but I can also give you unlimited reincarnation.
âIn this world, Iâm the spirit Lord. How can you disobey my will?â
His voice was like muffled Thunder that exploded in the horizon, containing infinite power.
The surrounding thorns suddenly began to grow wildly, desperately extending their own branches, like a demon baring its fangs and claws.
Like sharp swords, the thorns stabbed at Lu Xin from all directions.
Lu Xin stood quietly among the black thorns.
Her heart was still beating, and every beat seemed to be able to make people dizzy.
He looked at the endless black thorns around him with a look of admiration on his face. He then looked up at the Lord of disaster.
He spoke in a friendly and serious manner, but his smile was a little exaggerated.
âYouâre talking to me about bestowment?â