Between the lightning and flint, the crypt monster only felt that there was suddenly an additional plane coordinate in his consciousness, although he didn't know where this coordinate came from, but he judged according to his instinct that the power that dared to harm himself came from that plane!

He was furious!

The fire of self-immolation is comparable to the most terrible divine punishment, if he is not the heir of the ancient evil god, I am afraid that he will be burned in the first place.

So under the deliberate guidance of the Book of Naru, the crypt monster completely struggled out of the glacier with a roar!

The fire of self-immolation burned a huge cavern on the surface of his skin.

The Crypt Monster's powerful self-healing abilities are fighting against the fire of self-immolation!

The feeling of the wounds being burned and then reborn made the Crypt Monster almost go berserk.

He subconsciously swung a claw.

The space was torn apart in an instant!

If the Cosmic Demon Pool was still there, he would never be able to do it so easily.

But now, the Cosmic Demon Pool has completely collapsed thanks to the efforts of new gods such as the Dark Dragon God.

Without the dimensional barriers, the powerful talents of the Crypt Monsters began to be revealed.

He roared angrily and tore through the space, and in the next second, his huge body slowly burrowed into that spatial crack!

Not far away in the dark, Jessica is thrilling to watch!

She didn't know where Marven had gone, but the Mark of the Apocalypse told her that Marven wasn't dead yet!

The Crypt Monster somehow suddenly disappeared into the dark region, where did he go?

So Marven, where did he go?

"No wonder he said he was going to find Stupid."

"By then, had he already made a brand new plan? Wisdom gifts. Is it really that powerful? ”

Jessica calmed down and dodged the collapsed area. Begin to carefully search for traces of Marven while quietly waiting for the arrival of the lucky elf.

Only she is. It is possible to find Marven's exact coordinates.

But Jessica already had a guess in her mind.

It is very likely that Marven left this world with the crypt monsters.

……

Black Dragon's Wings.

On the vast plain, a majestic city rises from the ground.

Surrounded by countless towers, layer upon layer, scale-covered humanoid soldiers strictly guarded the city.

The entry and exit of everyone is strictly controlled.

Because, this is a hierarchical world.

The great God has blessed them with joy, and they must reciprocate with faith.

He taught them how to fill their bellies and how to live. He warned the world that hierarchies should not be crossed.

This city is the greatest embodiment of the spirit of the Dark Dragon God Church.

Every lap means a grade.

The further you go inside, the higher the level.

This is the imperial capital of the Dragonman Empire, and the most central one is naturally the Dark Dragon God Temple, and the Imperial Palace will be built within the scope of the second circle.

Today is a day of prayer that must be held every week.

Everyone in the Imperial Capital. From emperors and generals to peddlers and pawns, they all had to participate in the prayers presided over by the great pope himself.

They must pray sincerely in order to be happy. Only then can we receive God's blessing and forgiveness, and only then can we be redeemed after death!

In every corner of the city, everyone stepped out of their houses. Kneel on the ground.

No one was going to break the rules, and they stared at the most important tower.

It was the residence of His Majesty the Great Pope.

This day of the week. He would stand on the tower and preside over prayer ceremonies for the people of the imperial capital.

Even the royal family could only kneel outside the palace located in the second ring road and listen carefully. Pray sincerely, or you risk extinction!

……

The time had come, and everyone bowed their heads.

When the glittering light rises from the top of the tower, everyone must bow their heads and kiss the cold earth.

God's spokesman on earth brooks no blasphemy.

Even one more glance would have burned their eyes to pieces.

God's majesty brooks no blemish.

Everyone bowed their heads and listened quietly to the prayer.

Even though they have heard these words of praise too many times, they don't know why, every time they listen to them, they still have tears in their eyes.

That great sense of happiness fell from the sky, and they cherished their current life very much.

Perhaps, this is the power of faith.

Prayer usually lasts fifteen minutes. Not a minute, not a second, the Grand Pope has presided over the Day of Prayer for many years, and he himself is as accurate as a clock, and there can be no error.

But today may be an unusual day.

For after the prayer was finished, the majestic voice of the Pope was completed in their ears:

"Today, God's people will witness a judgment with their own eyes."

"Judge a heretic, and he will sleep with darkness, which is already God's most lenient punishment for him."

"Our great devotional ones go to the Alternate Plane and set their bodies on fire in order to represent our world and witness our piety to the great gods!"

"You have the privilege of seeing this scene, of seeing that foolish and arrogant heretic burned to coals under the flames of the great martyrs!"

"How fortunate you are, how fortunate we are!"

"Open your eyes, let's see our heroes, let's look at the sinners from another world!"

"For in the not-too-distant future, we will crusade against the sinners of that world in the name of God! God's people, please make your heart a little stronger, let your faith be more pious, please let our gods feel your faith as vast as the sea and as stable as the green mountains! ”

In the Pope's passionate and impassioned speech, everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the sky.

On the canopy, a beautiful silky cloth fluttered.

Pictures appeared on it, intermittently.

They saw a lone wanderer.

He was dressed in a black robe, and the corners of the black robe occasionally showed out, and they could see some silver scales!

That's the sign of great royalty!

Martyrs from the royal family of the Dragonman Empire!

The creatures of the imperial capital were suddenly excited. Quite a few of them knew this man.

He is the most potential man in the royal family, and it is said that he has the potential to be promoted by the gods to become a member of the Celestial Divine Kingdom.

But now, with a devout faith, he went to another world.

He walked alone in darkness to judge a sinner!

They all know the name of that sinner - Marven!

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Let him be turned to ashes, and let his soul suffer forever!"

The creatures shouted excitedly.

The Grand Pope watched this scene with satisfaction, and he could feel that the power of faith from this plane had become more abundant.

Sometimes judgment is more useful than prayer.

He also smiled and looked at the sky.

He saw that the hero had succeeded in igniting the fire of self-immolation.

"It's going to die."

The Grand Pope said silently in his heart.

He knew that the flames were so powerful that even the low-level gods could not resist them.

Who knew that all of a sudden, that silky curtain was gone.

He frowned and looked down subconsciously.

Who knew this, but he was surprised to find that all the living beings were looking at him dumbfounded.

……

The second one is sent! The counterattack begins! Ask for a commuter pass recommendation ticket! (To be continued.) )