[Chapter 1192 The Lord of Black Mist Arrives 1/2]
Wisps of black mist emerged from the surroundings, and a heart-stopping pressure fell from the sky.
The sound of wind and muffled thunder outside the window seemed to be completely swallowed up, and the entire church was eerily silent.
All the believers stared blankly at the scene in front of them, unable to recover from the sudden change.
High Priest Tassenk suddenly raised his head and stared at the altar in front of him that was emitting a dim red light.
The wrinkled old face was full of surprise, and the deeply sunken eyes held an expression of disbelief.
The great immortal being, the Lord of the Black Mist, actually answered their prayers.
The Black Mist Cult has conducted many summoning rituals in the past years.
In their view, the so-called ninth natural disaster is nothing more than that.
As a humble believer in a god, all you need to do is offer your most sincere faith.
“Great Lord of the Black Mist, welcome your arrival!”
Tasenko knelt down, his words full of fanaticism and a little bit of undetectable fear.
This is like a fanatical believer seeing the true God they believe in come to the world.
Whispers rang out, coming from the believers in black robes.
Naturally, not everyone in the Black Mist Cult completely believes in the existence of the Lord of the Black Mist.
More, it is driven by profit.
This prayer ceremony more or less contains some such meaning.
The Black Mist believers gathered here with the help of the summoning ceremony, praying for the coming of the gods.
As for Tassenk, who is the high priest, the same is naturally true.
Human beings, after all, pursue interests.
Why do believers believe in gods?
It is nothing more than that the gods can grant them forbidden things, or give them some spiritual sustenance.
Thick black fog filled the church, and the air seemed to be stagnant.
People were silent, with mostly awe and fear on their faces.
Only Tasenko’s slightly crazy voice echoed in the empty church.
“The immortal being from another latitude, the controller of the boundless black mist, please perform a miracle…” The
invisible pressure seemed to be much stronger, and breathing became a little difficult.
Just like Ye Gong loves dragons, even if he respects gods on weekdays, when the gods appear, fear will inevitably fill his heart.
The black mist condensed, and a tall figure appeared in the field of vision.
He transcends time and space, and He is the center of the world.
It seemed as if He had just appeared there, and yet it seemed as if He had always been there.
The concept of time is confused at this moment, and the rules become distorted.
“The Great Lord of Black Mist…”
Tasenko’s body tensed up, and he could feel the great being’s eyes falling on him, and his blood seemed to have stopped flowing.
He lowered his head deeply, not daring to look directly at the face of the Lord of Black Mist.
Time was extended infinitely at this moment, just a few seconds, but it gave him the feeling of a long time in the past.
When the invisible eyes moved away, he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Cold sweat had already soaked his clothes, making them sticky and uncomfortable.
The ordinary believers also knelt down at this time.
He looked horrified.
The legendary true god, the Lord of Black Mist, has actually arrived here.
There are many sacrificial rituals held in the divine religion, but very few of the Lords of Black Mist actually respond to the call.
The most recent one was decades ago.
Especially when the Ninth Natural Disaster came and that weird thing called Honkai appeared in the world, countless people became convinced of the existence of gods.
Luochuan was tightly wrapped in black mist, and he could clearly see his own appearance from other perspectives provided by the system.
The black mist figure was several meters tall, with a substance-like black mist surging around it.
Just like the evil gods recorded in the scriptures.
Gee, I didn’t expect that there would be a guest villain boss in this different world.
The high priest of the prayer ceremony was pretty good, almost like a customer in a coffee shop.
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According to Kolo’s strength level, he is still far from a true legend.
It is also commonly known as the half-step legend.
Tasenko swallowed.
The greed before the sacrificial ceremony had long since disappeared, and now he only hoped that the Lord of the Black Mist would leave as soon as possible.
Under this terrifying pressure, he felt that his blood was about to freeze.
As a priest of the Black Mist Holy See, Tassenk has read countless books about the Lord of the Black Mist.
According to records, the Lord of the Black Mist is a god living in different latitudes of time and space.
The stars are disillusioned with his breath, and the laws are distorted with his ravings.
Wherever He is, there is a realm of black mist.
His appearance looks like a black cloud, with thunder and lightning that can destroy all things flashing in its depths.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart.
