Broad World

Back in the dark dungeon, Henry held the dark blue scepter tightly in his hand. He knew very well that neither the "Staff of the Archmage" nor the "Darkon's Seth Knife" was enough to hurt a saint, only this real artifact could. Although it is not yet known how powerful this weapon is, judging from the description, it should be no problem to kill a saint who has lost most of his power.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, the guardian in black robe appeared again. He stared at the artifact with those strange eyes, a look of shock on his face.

"You came back? Why? Why did you come back? And you brought back the complete artifact!"

"I'm here to fulfill my promise. Are you ready to end this half-life and embrace the peace of death?" Henry asked solemnly.

Every time (Apex Novels Mobile Version) he saw these devoutly tortured believers, his desire to kill the saints in the temple became more intense. This damn god is full of tasks, and he doesn't pay attention to the life and death of these mortals at all. The most ridiculous thing is that this guy actually wants me to help him regain the power of faith and dream.

The guardian noticed Henry's murderous expression, and instantly understood the meaning of the words. He asked in a trembling voice: "You...you want to kill...kill our god?!!!!!!"

Henry narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly. "That's right! Believers have the responsibilities of believers, and gods have the obligations of gods. Only in this way is it fair. Now I want to vent my anger on behalf of mortals to the saints of Amagna Tower. Would you like to help me?"

"Arrogance! You can't kill a god, even if he is extremely weak. Give up. Let us slowly rot in this muddle." The guardian shed tears sadly while speaking. Why didn't he want to end this painful torture. But this is impossible.

"How can you know if you don't try! The gods are not born to be superior. History has proved more than once that mortals can also kill the gods at certain times, and even take their place. I only need you to do one thing, that is Organize all the people here, cast aside this temple fiercely, and completely release the hatred hidden in the bottom of my heart."

Henry's method can be described as extremely vicious. You must know that the saints of Amana Tower have little power now, and every spurn of these people is polluting the essence of divinity. At that time, not to mention the special ability of the gods, I am afraid that even the sanity will start to lose.

Guarding and looking up at the majestic temple, he suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahahahahahahahaha!!! I understand! I finally understand! You are eager to obtain the ownership of the artifact. You also want to completely solve the future troubles. Okay, I Agree to your conditions, everything is for the peace of death."

"That's right, I admit that I am greedy for the power of this artifact, and at the same time prying into the secrets of the essence of the gods. But as a believer, aren't you angry at Amanata's actions? If you are angry, why don't you release it! Come on, let us finish this god-killing together!"

Henry didn't shy away from his ambition and incited hatred with naked language. Obviously, his goal was achieved, and the guard's entire face was distorted with hatred and anger. After a few minutes, he roared towards the temple: "Shameless God! I hate you! Curse you! Let us use our last strength to send you to death!"

"Yes! That's it! Continue! Awaken everyone in this small city! Let them understand their power! Unleash your anger! The last saint of Amaunata will be destroyed today!"

At Henry's instigation. More and more numb citizens noticed the situation here. At first they didn't understand what was going on, but they soon came to their senses and joined the ranks of cursing and spurning. After just over half an hour, most of the residents in the city gathered here, and the sacred power originally exuded by the holy emblem above the temple quickly dimmed, showing a sickly dark red.

Seeing this phenomenon, a sneer crossed Henry's face. There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of the decline of divine power. It seems that the saint has exhausted all his reserves, and it is estimated that he will fall into an eternal sleep in a while. He knew that he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise the plan might have unforeseen changes, so he pushed open the door and rushed in without hesitation.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, the saint's anger sounded in his ears: "The blasphemer! How dare you deceive me! You even encourage believers to vent their hatred in their hearts!"

"No, on the contrary, I think I am doing something extremely righteous. First of all, you have not fulfilled the responsibility of a god, so you do not deserve the belief of these people. Secondly, I have not promised anything, so There is no so-called deception." Henry raised his chin high and retorted.

The saint was so angry at these words, he pointed at Henry's nose with trembling fingers and cursed: "Stupid! You...you don't know what you are doing at all! The power of the artifact is beyond the control of mortals! It will only be in the Bring endless wars and disasters to the earth!"

Henry looked at the saint who had lost his power with contempt, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahahahaha! Selfish gods, you are obviously afraid of the power of this artifact, because it can absorb faith, Bestow divine spells. As for that evil attribute, don’t worry, I’ve found a solution.”

As soon as the words fell, he released the divine power in the scepter without hesitation. A golden bolt of lightning fell from the sky, pierced through the roof of the temple, and hit the saint's head directly. It exuded an unparalleled fear aura, and it took only a second to destroy the last divine power shield.

"In the past, the gods have always asked mortals to sacrifice, but today, I want you to make a sacred sacrifice in order to neutralize the evil power on this artifact." Henry said with a cruel smile, holding up the scepter slowly Walked over slowly.

The saint instantly understood what he meant, and shouted angrily: "Blame God! You are blaspheming a god! You will definitely be punished!"

"Sorry, no one will ever know about this matter, because those who know will disappear completely, not even a trace of soul fragments can be found." After finishing speaking, Henry stabbed the scepter fiercely into the head of the saint of Amana Tower. heart.

In an instant, the remaining divine power poured into the artifact in his hand, and this force was like the sun, quickly purifying the evil part on it. A few minutes later, the last evil burst of power on the scepter completely disappeared, and at the same time a burst of dazzling light burst out, illuminating the entire temple as if it were daytime.

But this light was only a flash in the pan after all, and soon returned to normal. Only the dead body of the saint remained on the ground, and a light cluster the size of the back fingernail. Henry squatted down carefully, touched it, and his fingers were burned immediately. This little thing is like a real sun, radiating light and heat.

He immediately realized that this was the legendary priesthood. You must know that Amaunata's main priesthood back then was the sun, so it's not surprising that there are some remaining in the saint's body. Although there is only such a small amount, it is enough to turn a mortal into a god in an instant. Of course, only the weakest gods. Because this is not a complete solar priesthood, it is just something like "a ray of sunshine".

But this thing is not easy to deal with, because ordinary containers can't hold it at all, and it will be burned immediately if it gets close to it. Just when Henry was at a loss, the scepter suddenly burst into golden light, absorbing the divinity in it. He widened his eyes in surprise, and quickly identified the weapon again.

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Scepter of Faith:

This scepter has been purified by the power of Amana Tower, not only retaining the previous two functions, but also adding new power.

special power:

absorb faith, bestow magic

Power Blast

Power of the Sun (add three to all attributes of the holder)

Sunburst (when hit, there is a 20% chance to release a positive energy explosion, whose power is equivalent to five "Sunbursts")

Undead Natural Enemy (When hit, there is a 50% chance to instantly kill undead creatures)

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Looking at this long list of powerful attributes, Henry nodded in satisfaction. Although he lost a small priesthood, this artifact is more than enough to make up for the loss. Anyway, he never planned to become a god, so he just added a powerful weapon to himself. Now this scepter does not show any evil spirit at all, even if it is taken out openly, no god will recognize it.

After carefully placing the scepter close to his body, he began to examine the saint's body. You must know that the body has been occupied for a long time, and this body is completely equivalent to the god itself. As long as you study it carefully, you will be able to discover its mysteries and weaknesses. But even if nothing can be cracked, it can still be used as a top alchemy material.

In order to keep the corpse fresh, Henry immediately used spells to freeze it, and then hid it in the demiplane that originally belonged to the Talisman Society. He knew very well that he couldn't tell anyone about the study of the essence of gods, because it would be more dangerous if one more person knew about it, and if he accidentally said it, the consequences would be unimaginable. After all, it is not yet strong enough to directly confront the gods, so it is the wise man's choice to keep a low profile as much as possible.

After sweeping away all the valuable things, Henry pushed open the gate of the temple, and saw that all the people who had gathered here just now had disappeared, leaving only the guard standing there alone.

He smiled and explained: "You don't need to look for it, their souls have already dissipated, and to some extent they have been rested in peace. The reason why I am still standing here is to thank and say goodbye, thank you for letting us understand Farewell to the power of mortals, goodbye friends..."

As soon as the words fell, the man in black robe disappeared into the air with a gust of wind...

Henry sniffed the lingering sorrow in the air, lowered his voice and said to himself: "Rest in peace, I swear, sooner or later, those arrogant gods will pay the price!" (To be continued...)