0p0 Chapter 880, let's count slowly...
Chapter 880, let's count slowly...
The butterfly blades, radiating a chilling killing power, pressed down relentlessly, clashing with the angel's sword and sparking brilliant flames.
Michael gripped the angelic sword in his hand, parrying the opponent's fierce attack, his eyes filled with the light of wisdom.
“Sila, wake up! You only saw the cause, but you didn’t foresee the consequences.”
Michael's words not only failed to awaken the angel of death, but also made the butterfly blades in Sira's hands even heavier.
"Cowardice? All I see in your eyes is cowardice!"
"If the origin of Heaven were in my hands, a new Heaven would have already been established, and Heaven would be the most powerful divine kingdom in the world!"
Sila looked at Michael and coldly questioned, "Michael, instead of conquering the populous Great Xia, you actually gave the origin of the Heavenly Kingdom to a Great Xia person?!"
"If we possessed the combined power of the faith of the entire Great Xia, the Heavenly Kingdom wouldn't have fallen to this state!"
Michael parried the aggressive killing angel with his sword and said calmly, "Violence and oppression cannot obtain pure faith. The kind of faith you speak of is nothing but a mirage, a castle in the air."
"A person who loses his faith, no matter how powerful he becomes, can only end up in destruction."
"Lucifer is like this, and so are you."
As he spoke, a dazzling golden light erupted from Michael's body, and streams of dense faith power almost solidified, flowing over the Angelic Holy Sword!
boom! ! !
Michael transformed into a golden light and slashed fiercely at Sira, forcing the killing angel wielding the butterfly blades to retreat continuously!
Sila looked at Michael with astonishment, "How is this possible? You can actually unleash such terrifying power of faith?!"
Michael said coldly, "You still don't understand the power of miracles enough."
Sila noticed something was wrong with Michael and frowned.
"Wait, this isn't the power of faith in Heaven, this is..."
Before Sila could finish speaking, Michael gave her a definite answer.
“That’s right. This power of faith is not the original power accumulated from the Kingdom of Heaven, but comes from the allies of my Great Xia.”
"The Ancestral God of Gold, Ru Shou."
Sila frowned; she had never heard of this name before.
Who is this Ru Shou, that he possesses such terrifying power of faith?
Michael gripped the angelic sword in his hand, and his entire body erupted with dazzling golden light.
"Stop guessing. I now possess a source of light, which Ru Shou obtained from the Ancestral Temple!"
Upon hearing the name of the Ancestral Temple, Xila's eyes lit up with sudden realization.
No wonder Michael suddenly possessed such terrifying power of faith; this power of faith comes from the most primitive nature worship on Earth.
The twelve ancestral gods, through their boundless faith, reached the realm of half-step dimensional ascension!
But the Ancestral Temple has long since disappeared into the river of time. How did the Great Xia manage to summon the Ancestral Temple?
It's incredible that they even obtained such a precious natural source!
Michael, empowered by the source of light, overpowered Sila.
However, the angel of death, with his extremely rich combat experience and keen insight, saw through Michael's problem at a glance.
A murderous intent slowly flickered in Xila's beautiful eyes, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.
"Michael, others may not be able to see it, but do you think I can't see it?"
"You haven't had this Source of Light for very long, have you?"
"You can't unleash much of the power of the Source of Light, so you've always relied on the power of miracles to draw upon it."
Sila smiled slightly, "It's a pity that your miraculous power can't be effectively used every time."
"So your attack energy is not stable, and I still found a weakness."
Michael said calmly, "Since you've seen through me, I might as well stop pretending."
"I went to great lengths to kill you, so of course I wouldn't come alone."
"You're not the only god of death in this world..."
……
In the deep sea.
A gigantic black octopus slowly emerged from the water, its countless dense black tentacles spreading out instantly, like a strange black flower slowly blooming.
The giant black octopus, its eyes bloodshot and surging with endless corrupting power, stared intently at the goddess in the black dress before it.
Dressed in a black gown, the dignified and elegant Houtu Niangniang held the Three Lives Stone, which was constantly spinning and intertwined with the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and floated in front of Cthulhu.
Cthulhu coldly scrutinized the awe-inspiring goddess before him.
"Who are you?"
"The Great Xia Empress Earth".
"Houtu? You're the one who killed Satoguya?"
Cthulhu flung out a black tentacle, upon which a strange eyeball rolled incessantly, scrutinizing Houtu.
Houtu nodded and said, "Yes, I never show mercy to you monstrous creatures that wreak havoc on the world."
"Humph, what a loud tone!"
"I'm not that foolish toad, Satoguia. In this deep sea, no one is my match!"
boom! ! !
Cthulhu raised a black tentacle, unleashing a colossal wave of destructive power, and slammed it down upon Houtu Niangniang!
hum! ! !
Six dark golden rings rippled outwards, and the power of the Law of Reincarnation spread continuously, forming a special reincarnation space around them.
Immediately afterwards, Houtu Niangniang raised her hand and steadily caught the black tentacle that was being pulled towards her, just like an unmoving reef resisting the impact of surging waves.
Cthulhu never expected that this seemingly frail woman would possess such terrifying power.
Houtu smiled slightly, and began to exert force in her arm, causing Cthulhu's black tentacles to gradually snap into a straight line...
"No, what are you going to do..."
"what!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream echoed throughout the entire cycle of reincarnation.
Houtu casually tossed away the black tentacle she had torn off, a cold smile appearing on her lips.
The usually dignified and elegant Empress Houtu began to slowly roll up her sleeves, revealing her smooth, creamy skin.
"To be honest, since I acquired the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I have hardly ever engaged in close combat."
"I almost forgot that I am a descendant of the Ancestral Witches, and a renowned Earth Ancestral Witch known for her strength and defense..."
"Today, since no one can see me in this special reincarnation space, I'll take this opportunity to stretch my muscles and bones."
Houtu Niangniang rubbed her hands together, constantly moving her wrists, revealing a wicked smile that made Cthulhu's eyelids twitch wildly.
What is this woman trying to do?
Houtu Niangniang glanced at the dense black tentacles surrounding Cthulhu and asked with a smile:
"Cthulhu, do you know how many tentacles you have in total?"
Cthulhu swallowed nervously. No, could she be planning to...?
The Goddess Houtu smiled slightly, "Don't rush, I'll pluck them one by one, and we'll count them slowly..."