Kuaishou's Heart Attack Battle Reborn

Pull out the black gem from the crown of the Night Goddess.

Standing on top of the black dragon that destroys the world.

In the eyes of thousands of dark relatives.

From the birth of the slums of the Immortal Empire, to the buried immortal bone theater, starting from the remains of the gods, to the oldest and most majestic high platform of the gods.

The pope of the temple, the priest of the temple, the princess of the empire.

Everyone should look up here together after many days.

Greet the coming of God.

The God of Darkness, responding to the call of the Son of God, God descended here.

All beings knelt down.

......

Gu He'an grabbed Xi Hui's hand nervously, he couldn't stop trembling because he felt the original fluctuation of his own blood.

"Are you nervous?" Xi Hui asked, only to realize that he had asked this question before.He also asked Gu He'an if he had pre-match nervousness, and then got angry.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xi Hui held his hand, and as a result, the light power in his body overflowed automatically due to the threat, and collided with the dark power in Gu He'an.

Gu He'an snorted and gripped even tighter.

"Don't let go," he said.

Xi Hui nodded, and then Gu He'an disappeared from his eyes.He turned his head, not only Gu He'an, but other things also disappeared.

Picture, sound, taste, touch, and the sense of time passing.Pure darkness.It wouldn't take long for normal people to collapse in such a space.

But Xi Hui knew that Gu He'an was holding his hand all the time, even though he couldn't feel it anymore, he still felt at ease.

He was confronting a god.

This is something that has never happened before.He used to live in a world that also had gods with the help of the system.But that was the end of the Dharma era, and the gods were in decline. The reborn in that world even instigated a steam revolution, completely eliminating the traces of the gods in the human world.

The reborn said to him, "I don't believe in gods in this world. Why? Because I am not a god myself."

"Are you a god, and if you are, can you make me kneel and sing praises to you?"

How did Xi Hui answer him, it seems to be—"I can't be your god, but I can be your belief." Xi Hui has forgotten what happened afterwards, anyway, it doesn't matter.

But the God of this world is real and does not decline.

"The God of Darkness." At the moment when the air froze, Xi Hui closed his eyes and then opened them again.

He saw the black-haired deity descending on this land, reaching out to him with fingers no more than a knuckle away from him.

Xi Hui heard the roar of the gods approaching, and heard the frantic growth of fear in his heart.

Get out of here, go, run away, hide away.

It's like the world has no light, no hope, no love.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of what the Duke had said to him before - I don't suggest you rely too much on this power.

Because the gods can take it back at any time.Like now.

Xi Hui thought it was inconceivable that the god who doted on him would withdraw his power when he faced the God of Darkness, but he soon had another idea. ——The God of Light wanted to kill Gu Hean.

Xi Hui's fingers bounced unconsciously, he couldn't tell which finger it was, but he hoped it was the one holding Gu He'an's hand.

"Gu He'an..." he shouted, not sure if Gu He'an could hear him.

Don't be impulsive, the gods won't watch him die.He actually mentioned this possibility to Gu He'an before, it was the situation where he was in danger but suddenly lost his strength.

Gu He'an, don't be impulsive.nothing will happen.

There was a pause.It should be a while.

Xi Hui finally felt the shadow of death coming up from his limbs and bones. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little funny, because he thought of a very interesting sentence:

"God said, let there be light." Haha.

Did he say this sentence, it should be.

Otherwise, he wouldn't feel his body again, and he wouldn't feel the power that the gods had suddenly taken away returned to his body.

The heart seemed to be held by a warm hand, and someone whispered in Xi Hui's ear: "Don't be afraid, my child. The light is here."

He heard the sound of blood rushing again, the sound of light blooming, and the sound of himself coming out of his mouth.

"Light will eventually dispel darkness." He squeezed Gu He'an's fingers, and felt a piece of moisture.

Blood trickled down their clasped hands.

He heard Gu He'an's shrill and somewhat distorted voice: "Burning blood—"

Something happened that Xi Hui didn't know about.

Just like Xi Hui thought that the darkness invaded for only a short while, he didn't know that Gu He'an looked at him who was motionless and gradually being swallowed up by the darkness, powerless and heartbroken.

It's like a hundred years.What Gu He'an was facing was his original god, and his own power was even bestowed by that god.

What can he do.

He directly burned the bloodline, from himself to the source of the bloodline.

Maybe the God of Light behind Xi Hui has been waiting for an opportunity, or maybe the God of Light planned to destroy the son of the God of Darkness, but he didn't do it as quickly as Xi Hui imagined. He just watched indifferently, even mockingly. Watching the ridiculous battle between the dark god and his god son.

The furious God of Darkness faced his Son of God mercilessly, but he did not let go of his attack on those favored by the God of Light.

Just when the beloved human being was about to be devoured, and a slight sound came from the boy's mouth, the god of light compassionately lowered his own brilliance and sighed regretfully.

"Don't be afraid, my child. The light is here."

Favored of God, use the power that God has given you.

So Xi Hui once again felt the company of the gods.

It was so warm that people almost shed tears, so that people could thank him for his helping hand and perseverance.

He tried his best to pull Gu He'an, who was lying on the ground, into his arms, and then silver-white lightning flashed in his dark eyes.

......

On this day in the Silver Calendar, those who looked up felt the presence of the Dark God.

They quickly put their heads down again, taking it as some lucky dark kinsman pleasing the gods.

But soon, they raised it again in astonishment.Not only them, everyone in the empire and the entire continent put down their actions.

One figure after another floated up from the city, from the magic tower, or from the deserted area.

look into the distance.

All they could see was hundreds of bolts of lightning piercing into the black abyss.

Because the piercing speed is too fast, many mages have no time to cast magic and have to observe with naked eyes.

Terrible punishment from heaven, the abyss is no longer an abyss, but a terrible gap.

Immediately afterwards, white light spread out from the abyss at a terrifying speed.The bright elements between heaven and earth ushered in a surge.

The dark dependents flying into the sky were caught off guard by the white light, screaming and turning into dust.

Many remembered the lightning they had seen earlier, and they realized that it came from the same person—the God's mouthpiece on earth, the Favored One.

However, when the God of Light exerts his power, the God of Darkness will not sit still.

The black light also spread from the crack, and a strange force swept across the dark family and sucked into the black sun in the sky.

It is not divine punishment, but a confrontation between gods.

In the largest cathedral in the empire, the pope tapped the ground with his sun staff.In the church, there are no lights.

The brilliance of faith gathers underground.If someone flies high enough, he will find that all the churches and temples all over the empire are connected to form a huge network, faintly confronting the black veins in the sky.

"God needs his people," said the pope. "We cannot allow the dark god to pick out his favourites."

In the Silver Calendar, the power of the gods can be better exerted in the human world with the help of the favored ones, but this will damage the foundation of the gods, so few gods choose the favored ones.

"Let us help the God-favored of the light!"

The believers all echoed the promise.

This happened in every temple of the Empire.

The world is boiling for it.

......

"Gu He'an?" Xi Hui's skin was slightly numb, and Gu He'an's hair in his arms was even blown up by the electric shock, and swelled into a ball.

Xi Hui couldn't help but smiled, then wiped off the blood on his face, and kissed the ends of his curled hair.

He floated in the sky, looking down at the ruins below, and behind him, four bright, clean and dazzling white wings stretched out, and the white light turned into a holy coat to wrap him.

The waiting Templars formed a formation around him in a protective gesture.

"Fortunately, I react quickly." The blue light flashed, and the Duke flashed under the mat with Fei Qi.

He looked up at Xi Hui and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This time the Dark God was hit hard," he said.

Xi Hui shook his head: "The gods, especially the main god, won't be hurt so easily. He is still looking for someone." The dark god is looking for his favored one.

However, all suitable people in this area were chopped into ashes.

Wait, there's another one.

Xi Hui stared at the Duke subconsciously.

The Duke smiled.

He bowed gracefully to Xi Hui.

When he looked up again, his smile disappeared.

He shook Fitch in his hand, and said with his lips—a good sacrifice.

There was a flash of blue light under his feet, and he came to the high platform in an instant.

"Great God of Darkness," he said, "here is your favored one—"

At this moment, Xi Hui went back in time again and saw the Duke's past.

He is an aristocratic child who likes to wear purple and pins the aristocratic family crest in a conspicuous place.

But in the slums he gave his splendid coat to a child, and put on tattered clothes.

"Yes, we have two eyes, two ears, two hands, two legs...one ear for the teachings of light, one ear for the whispers of darkness, one leg Towards the shore of light, one leg in the quagmire of darkness... But we have only one head and one heart."

"So we can only have one belief."

"No, you can have no faith," said the slum kid.

"But the heirs of the Bauhinia family must have faith."

"Then you make one yourself."

"Can faith still be created?"

"sure."

The little duke thought for a while, then smiled thoughtfully.

"Then create a really, really powerful faith."

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