[Chapter 1193 No one understands the Lord of Black Mist better than me 1/2]
According to the records in ancient church books, the Lord of Black Mist is the accompanying god of the world.
He transcends time and space and exists independently of the real world.
Every time you answer the call of a believer, great things happen.
It seems that this time, it should be the same.
After all, no one in the entire Black Mist Church understands the Lord of Black Mist better than him.
Could it be the ninth natural disaster?
Tasenko guessed in his mind.
A few years ago, the ninth natural disaster came and Honkai appeared, and the disaster caused was pale in any words to describe it.
Although the Black Mist Church was not greatly affected, the disaster that swept through Koro is still fresh in the memory.
Is there any connection between the Ninth Natural Disaster and the Lord of Black Mist?
Is this coming actually to destroy the entire world?
Countless thoughts appeared in Tasenko’s mind. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, so he still suppressed these speculations in his heart.
“Great immortal existence, the everlasting Lord of the Black Mist, please lower your divine domain and let the world run according to your will.”
Tasenko knelt on the ground and shouted piously.
The little thought he had originally had had long been worn away by the boundless pressure, and now only awe and fear were left.
“Great Immortal Being, Lord of the Black Mist who lives forever in the world, please send down your oracle and let the world run according to your will.” The
other believers also spoke out one after another, with a little fanaticism in their words.
Originally, they all gathered here because of the upcoming Ten Thousand Flowers Expo in Saintia, with different identities.
As for offering sacrifices to the Lord of Black Mist, it’s just an excuse.
Although he joined the Black Mist Church, he more or less believed in the legendary Black Mist.
But the biggest purpose of participating in the sacrifice is just for the exchange of benefits.
Coupled with a little curiosity and wanting to see the true face of the god…
Originally, Tassenk didn’t have much confidence in this sacrifice.
After all, decades have passed since the Lord of Black Mist last came.
At that time, they had a conflict with those crazy Annihilation cultists. They were losing ground and retreating, and they could only pray for the arrival of the Lord of the Black Mist.
This is recorded in ancient books.
[…Under the attack of the Annihilation Cultists, the magic shield engraved on the building flickered brightly and dimly.
The black mist believers, who had no way out, called on the gods they believed in at the moment of despair, and the Lord of the Black Mist answered their prayers.
Thick black mist like ink gathered from all directions, and the Annihilation cultists in the legendary realm were unable to resist at all, and turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Everywhere we look is filled with thick black mist. At this moment, we have arrived in the realm of the immortal gods.
There are no words to describe this world. Even though it is a quick glance, it is unforgettable.
The existence of the Lord of Black Mist has gone beyond what mortals can imagine. The stars are disillusioned with his breathing, and the space is shattered with his activities…]
For Athanas, this is just a trivial matter.
It’s like being bored and unexpectedly seeing a dispute between a domestic pet and someone else’s pet.
So he stepped in.
Luo Chuan looked at these believers who suddenly became noisy and was a little confused.
oracle?
What is that?
With doubts and curiosity, I contacted Asanos.
The latter’s response was also very simple. He didn’t know anything.
Luochuan thought for a while and felt that he had guessed the reason.
In all likelihood, it was something Athanas did when he came.
I don’t know what these believers have imagined.
When it comes to this, Luochuan understands it very well.
According to Yao Ziyan, his status in the minds of customers is quite a lot.
Like some ancient strong man who has transcended reincarnation, a peak cultivator from another dimension, the ruler of an alien world…
in short, it’s a mess.
Luo Chuan rolled his eyes when he heard this. It was such a weird name.
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He didn’t even know that he could have so many high-ranking identities.
The two worlds have reached a consensus in this regard.
When Yao Ziyan said that, she couldn’t help but smile.
Then again, these believers asked him to leave an oracle, what would be better to say?
Luochuan was entangled.
Suddenly, there was some bad taste in my heart for no reason.
“Stupid mortals, you have summoned the great Lord of the Black Mist, and you must fulfill a wish for me.”
Forget it, the bad taste is a bit too much.
Suppressing the messy thoughts, Luo Chuan thought for a long time but didn’t know what to say.
He decided to fool around.
The sound passed through the black mist and turned into the chaotic murmur of the gods.
Although they had no idea what was being said, all the believers, including Tassenk, did not dare to ask any more questions.
The scene of the arrival of the Lord of Black Mist left an indelible impression in their hearts.
Luochuan didn’t say anything, he just played a recording of Athanasius.
