MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 909 · Purification (below)

The golden drizzle slowly sprinkled, and the blackness of the ground slowly subsided.

At this moment, countless monsters are roaring and panicking. The dead spirits that rarely appear during the daytime are rushing out from the ground. They try their best to spur black smoke, which is rich in negative energy, which is as important as their blood and life. s things.

Despite the mental retardation of the negative energy-contaminated monsters and the dead spirits, they still have a feeling of instinct. Instinct tells them that a huge crisis is in sight.

At this moment, they can't take care of anything else, they can only try their best to confront this crisis.

However, it is useless.

Satan has been preparing for this moment for decades. In these decades, the patrols of the Northwestern Republic have solved the real powerful monsters in the Ashes Forest or destroyed or expelled them. And those powerful dead spirits were arrested by the legendary Master Tuyaan, who specializes in necromantic spells, and are now locked in the cages of the underground of Hangshu Town.

Without these mainstays, it is impossible to stop the fall of the cleansing circle by relying on the weak monsters and the dead spirits.

The light curtain fell, first of all the plants and monsters that were at high altitude touched it.

The black plants are windless in the golden light, and the monsters tremble in the golden light.

The wonderful thing is that no matter whether it is a plant that has been polluted and discolored, or a World of Warcraft that is mutated because of negative energy, there is no death. Instead, they quickly passed the cleansing and began to make wonderful changes.

The leaves of the plants are gradually green, and the body of the monsters no longer emits a negative energy. The withered bark becomes thicker again, and the dry skin becomes smoother and smoother.

Waiting for the golden light curtain to pass under their feet, after sweeping them all over, what are the contaminated black vegetation and the weird half-dead warcraft on the hills? There are countless lush green trees, rolling green grass, and the usual Warcraft that slumbers and sleeps in the grass among the trees.

If you look closely, you can see that there are a few black patterns on the trunk, on the grass stems, and on the fur of Warcraft. It is a trace of long-term negative energy.

This kind of trace will not have any bad consequences, just a simple color.

The golden light curtain is still falling, and more and more areas are being purified.

On the high mountain outside the ash forest, the snow-capped king who was helped by the masons and climbed the mountain stared at the changing forest and gave a delightful shout.

Although it relies on powerful power and is not afraid of the erosion of negative energy, as a living thing, it still prefers the normal environment.

Grass and leaves without negative energy are better to eat. Stones without negative energy are more comfortable when they are in bed. Even if it is ice and snow, there is no negative energy snow and ice, and it is more comfortable than negative energy.

The light curtain continued to fall, and gradually almost the entire gray forest has changed color.

The marsh, which is located in the deepest part of the forest, was finally covered by the purification law because of the low terrain. The giant mucus that has long been noticed straight up, and the body that was always on the ground rarely turns into a gray mud column pointing to the sky, so that you can get the earliest contact with the light curtain as much as possible.

When the light curtain hits its body, the huge mucus trembles fiercely, and it seems that it seems painful, but insists that it will not retreat, letting the golden light immerse its body like running water.

When the light curtain fell on the swamp floor, the residents who had already climbed out of the cave raised their hands and greeted the power of purification.

The golden light fell on them, and they trembled as they became the weird shape of the half-fish and half-beast.

When the light curtain finally fell into the ground, everything in the swamp had changed.

The gray swamp is green at the moment, and the vegetation is full of vitality.

Inside this vibrant swamp, a giant with mud is looking at the sky, its face is sharp and angular, full of fortitude.

On the ground under its feet, a group of people who are also muddy, look at me, I look at you, all laughing.

They still have a few wonderful traces on their bodies - for example, their faces have some rock-like patterns, their feet, and frog-like cockroaches, but overall, they are already humanoids at the moment. There is no more monster feeling.

They had a lot of fun, and they worshipped the giants and worshipped them while still singing a hymn.

In the praise song, the giant opened his mouth and laughed.

Its laughter is full of power, as if it can penetrate the clouds.

With laughter, its body is also shining, giving a golden-green glow.

The light and shadow of the sky flashed, and the figure of the male appeared in front of it, smiling at it.

"Congratulations, ‘骷髅 吞 者,’ Joniel,” he said. “Then, welcome you to join the ranks of the gods.”

The giant responded with a smile and replied with a stunned voice: "Now, I am a member of the Nether God, "The guardian of the Green Marsh," Jon."

“Well, welcome to join the Nether God, you will love the environment here.”

Yan Xiong smiled and replied.

At this moment, his face changed slightly and looked underground.

"Sorry, I have something to do, go back and go."

"Go, the old thing underground, you have to rely on you to clean it up!"

Yan Xiong smiled and nodded, turning into a stream of light and rushing into the ground.

After a while, the earth trembled fiercely, but the plants, animals, pedestrians, buildings on the ground... nothing was affected, and it was very weird.

Satan has opened his eyes, and his body is constantly emitting golden light at the moment, just like a huge golden fountain hidden in his body.

His eyes are also golden, staring at the magic disk.

In the center of the magic disk, a huge black shadow gradually emerged.

It was the ancient oracle that was buried in this place, polluting the vast land, and transforming the northwestern region of this main plane into a forbidden zone.

A... the **** of death in ancient times.

Satan wants to purify the ashes of the forest. With this feat, one of the important points is to extract and transform his power and become the key driving force for entering the realm of the gods.

Among them, the biggest danger comes from the will that the ancient gods may not have completely dissipated.

But Satan never worried about this.

He firmly believes that the false mask must be much stronger than the ancient **** who died for many years!

Yan Xiong did not disappoint him. After only a minute or two, the earth returned to calm. The black shadow on the magic disk disappeared completely, but there was a powerful and surprising power erupting from the ground, along the already well-routed route. From all sides into the magic tower, condensed on Satan's body.

In an instant, he almost turned into a golden light.

The next moment, a somewhat old but confident voice, echoed throughout the main plane and around several worlds.

"I am the **** of purification, Satan. I will try to save those that are polluted and eroded, which is not conducive to the reproduction of the soul, so that they can be purified."

In the Pantheon, two new seats were added.