Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 243 Osiris

Lintang City Border...

There are several black lotuses surrounding Yue Huai's body, which exude a mysterious aura, as if they are monsters rising from the abyss.

They spun rapidly around Yue Huai, forming a black barrier that tightly protected him. Yue Huai was extremely fast, flying through the sky like a flash of lightning, constantly fleeing towards the border.

In fact, with his speed, he could easily shake off the Sword Saint, but Yue Huai was afraid that the Sword Saint would return, so Yue Huai had to escape from the Sword Saint's attack but could not throw the Sword Saint too far away.

This is like dancing on the edge of a knife. If he is not careful, he might really die at the hands of the Sword Saint. After all, the Sword Saint's strength is completely comparable to that of ordinary gods. With the magic weapon in his hand, he is able to kill gods at a small price.

Wow!

Suddenly, an invisible sound wave came from behind, like an earth-shaking roar.

Yue Huai instantly felt a strong pressure and his body couldn't help but tremble.

I saw a ray of sword energy instantly piercing through the space and slashing towards Yue Huai. This sword energy was like a silver dragon, opening its huge mouth and pouncing towards Yue Huai.

Yue Huai's eyes narrowed, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. He quickly mobilized the black lotuses around him and merged them together to form a black barrier. This barrier was like a black city wall, extremely solid.

boom!

The sword energy instantly slashed the black barrier, making a loud noise. The powerful sword energy caused a crack to appear on the surface of the black barrier, like a shocking scar.

I'm afraid that if another sword strikes, the black lotus will be completely destroyed.

A trace of heartache flashed across Yue Huai's eyes. This was given to him by the god he represented.

Yue Huai has been in the human ceiling for decades. He also carries the evil god's ruins and possesses a black lotus. He is very confident in his own strength. Even if he faces a main god chasing him, he is now confident that he can escape unscathed...

But now, the sword energy of the Sword Master actually caused cracks to appear on the weapon that he was so proud of.

Zhou Ping appeared not far away, his eyes fell on Yue Huai, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, "You should settle the score for attacking my teacher."

"Teacher? Who is your teacher?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Yue Huai's old face.

Zhou Ping did not speak, but raised the Sword of [Time and Space] in his hand again and pointed it at Yue Huai...

Cut out with one sword.

Countless fine sword auras, like waves splashing on rocks, instantly enveloped Yue Huai. Yue Huai's face changed, but he did not dare to use the black lotus for defense anymore. After all, if he forcibly used the black lotus again, this weapon would be destroyed.

So Yue Huai could only use his divine power to avoid the dense sword energy, while fleeing frantically into the distance.

When Zhou Ping was about to continue chasing, he suddenly stopped, as if he noticed something. He turned his head to look behind him, and his face changed.

“Oh no…”

.......

Seeing the sky instantly being engulfed in darkness, a trace of shock flashed in Li Mingxuan's eyes. Logically speaking, as long as he struck out with one more sword, he could completely destroy the [Source Conductor].

But because the black sphere of whispering contained Yue Huai's spiritual power, and under the influence of his sword energy, the black sphere was completely shattered.

The remaining [Source Conductor] immediately absorbed all the mental power inside, and the altar, which was just one step away from success, successfully completed the summoning when it received this mental power.

And according to what He Lin said, even if this altar was shattered into pieces, as long as the [source conductor] was still connected to it, it would still be able to function.

Li Mingxuan, who had figured everything out, suddenly had a glimmer of despair in his eyes.

No matter how he tried to stop it, the two altars were eventually summoned. The Wind God Altar in Tianhe City was summoned because Yue Huai sacrificed Salan.

Li Mingxuan did not leave any survivors in Lin Tang in order to avoid this situation, but he never thought that there was a black sphere with Yuehuai's spiritual power inside the altar.

Li Mingxuan's sword just happened to break the black sphere, which facilitated the summoning of the altar of the god of the underworld. In other words, it was Li Mingxuan who helped the Ancient God Church successfully summon this altar.

"Damn it! In the end, I still can't change?"

Li Mingxuan's eyes turned slightly red, and he punched the ground heavily, feeling a little guilty.

"Mingxuan, this is not your fault. Don't blame yourself. At least... we have wiped out the believers and severely damaged most of the elite forces of the Ancient God Church. The remaining members of the Ancient God Church can no longer make any waves. We have eradicated this cancer for Daxia."

Fatty came over, put his hand on Li Mingxuan, and whispered to comfort him. "Besides... the Sword Master is still here, we can stop him."

The dark beam of light shot straight into the sky, dyeing the white clouds directly black. A dark and strange shadow of a city was outlined, as if it was a mirror, hanging upside down on the top of the clouds, and it was still solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This city seemed to have risen from the underworld, emitting a thick and cold aura of death that made people feel like they were falling into an icy cave.

The cold wind was blowing and it was bitingly cold.

Lin Qiye and the others looked at the upside-down city above their heads with extremely gloomy expressions.

"Finally, it was revived..."

He Lin looked at the sky with a bitter expression on his face, but it was not Li Mingxuan's fault. It was mainly because his attention was all on Shen Qingzhu killing Yi Yu at that time, and he did not notice that the black sphere in Yi Yu's hand fell into the altar.

The upside-down underworld became more and more solid, and the entire Lintang City fell into darkness. There was no light at all, and the thick death aura was rolling in the sky. At this moment, a gray-white altar slowly emerged.

Faintly, a withered figure wearing a pale coat and a golden belt around his waist walked out of the gray altar.

His eye sockets were sunken and his skin was bloodless, dark and cracked, as if he was a corpse that had been dead for a long time and had been resurrected.

He was holding a golden crank in his hand, emitting a strange glow. Under his feet was Lintang City, and above his head was the dark and strange Netherworld.

The pressure from the gods suddenly descended!

His appearance made the whole world come to a standstill. The wind stopped blowing, the clouds stopped floating, and even time seemed to have frozen.

Only that pale figure was shining brightly in the darkness, like a lonely star hanging in the endless darkness.

His eyes swept across the modern world below his feet and looked into the distance, as if he was waiting for someone.

"I, the great Egyptian Lord of the Underworld, the Egyptian god of the underworld who holds the power over death and immortality, Osiris, have arrived here...

Daxia God....where are you?"

His voice was low and hoarse, like a death knell from the underworld, making people shudder.