Chapter 601: Not worth it

The north wind roared, rolled up the heavy snow of goose feathers, and put a layer of winter clothes on the blood-colored stars floating in the sky.
The bright golden angel walked slowly into the blood lotus palace following the opening of the restrictions, and saw two backs staring into the distance in the wind and snow.
"Meet the president."
Karina lowered her head slightly, her voice was the same as the first time she saw her in the plane of light and darkness, without any emotions, such as the sweet sound of mechanical synthesis.
"Good morning, Karina."
Zhao Shi turned around and swept the snowflakes off his clothes. He sighed, "How long have we not seen each other? It seems to be twenty-eight years?"
Except for the life fluctuations observed by the divine consciousness, the two have indeed not communicated for a long time.
"Yes."
Karina was expressionless, there was no friendship between the two, she was just a subordinate, and she was not good at flattering.
"Your strength has increased with the expansion of your faith"
Zhao Shi smiled and said: "It has been raised to the level of the late Yuan Ying, very good, no more, no less, it is really like a person who does not know how to use the power of faith to improve."
Karina's hand on the Bone Sacred Sword tightened slightly, frantic blood flashed across her eyes, and there was no reply.
"What is the power of faith?"
Zhao Shi turned a blind eye to everything in front of him, and said indifferently: "It's the emotional power of sentient beings. They are gathered together in an orderly manner and become gods."
"Therefore, the gods should not be high, they should only be the tools of the people, doing things for the people."
"But even if I take the doctrine of equality and service to the public as my foundation, I always emphasize the equality of gods and humans, and don't let the faith obscure people's reason."
"Because faith is just a tool for us to enter a happy life."
"Unfortunately, in all kinds of complex beliefs, all kinds of external interference, and a huge amount of faith cohesion, a freak was finally born."
Zhao Shi faintly said to the blond angel in front of him, "Is that right? Your Royal Highness, the God of Blood."
When the words fell silent, the last wave of water in the eyes of the beautiful blood angel in front of him disappeared, the skin cracked into dense wounds, and spring-like blood emerged from the wounds.
The blood is endless, dripping to the ground, dyeing the thick white snow into pure red, overflowing, spreading to the distance, squirming like vitality.
The flowers and trees along the way were wrapped in layers of blood, and the roof beams were covered by a carpet-like layer of blood. Even the eagle that flew by accident in the sky became crimson unknowingly, and its body swayed like water waves.
In just a few breaths, the world has completely changed.
The sky, on the ground, every leaf, every piece of land, turned into blood, fresh and hot, with white gas coming out from time to time and a strong smell of blood.
In the long blood, the body of the blonde female was swallowed, leaving only the figure made up of flowing blood, with a fuzzy face and a majestic light radiating outward.
"Mortal! Hand over the Godhead of Storm!"
He roared suddenly, no longer a girl, but a sharp thorn like a murmur.
The blood around the body expanded faster, 300 kilometers, 500 kilometers, and slowly stopped until the 1,000 kilometers of the boundary of the transformation.
The heavy pressure came, and the Bone Sacred Sword was raised high and aimed at Zhao Shi's head.
"Yes, it's a bit like a god."
Zhao Shi applauded softly and said, "You are learning very fast. Who taught you the knowledge of these gods? Storm, shadow, or kobold?"
The beliefs of billions of people, in theory, the ocean of beliefs that it forms can indeed support the birth of a god-level god. There is still surplus, but it needs a method.
"God blasphemer, I pronounce you dead!"
The blood twisted strangely, concentrated on the liquid blood figure in the center, and merged into a blood sword to cut Zhao Shi, sacred blood singing and singing, and hundreds of millions of believers blessed him.
The world's void was crushed, completely surpassing the strength of any Nascent Soul cultivator, and even far surpassing the strength of the last time the Storm Knights teamed up.
This is a sacred existence of a god-level transformation!
Wow!
A raging phantom of the sea of ​​blood appeared between the sky and the earth, and the owner of the sea of ​​blood looked indifferently at the Heavenly Blood Sword that was smashed from the sky, not afraid, but extremely disappointed.
"Too rough!"
A dazzling blood sun rises from Zhao Shi's chest, absorbing the power of the blood sea for hundreds of kilometers between swallowing and vomiting, turning into a sword light that rises upwards, aiming at the mighty sky-reaching blood sword.
The two are large and the other is small, and there is a huge gap of dozens of times in quantity.
The faint blood light that condensed the power of the sea of ​​blood did not directly collide with the sky-passing blood sword on top.
Like a flying bird, a flexible butterfly circling and flying around the blood sword, from time to time shed its sharp condensed sword energy.
After the cheerful dance, the blood lotus sword flew to his master, dismissing the big guy around him.
About to smash Zhao Shi's Heavenly Blood Sword for a while, dots of chaotic blood appeared on the sword, swinging left and right like a fly.
In the end, it exploded into a huge blood light in the air, shaking thousands of miles.
Zhao Shi frowned and looked at the vague figure in the blood: "The power has been reached, but the control is far from as good. Is this your born mentality too weak, or the power of faith in the blood is too weak? "
"Roar!"
One blow was fruitless, and the image of the liquid person in the blood lost his reason, and did not respond to Zhao Shi's words, holding up the holy sword and turning it into a sharp sword.
Zhao Shi's brows furrowed, and his brain quickly turned to think.
The blood lotus sword rose again, facing his sword light, tore and forcefully cut off a flower from the side.
Without confronting him head-on, weaken its power by one percent.
boom!
The remaining powerful and incomparably powerful, the attack still at the God Transformation Stage slashed on Zhao Shi's body, setting off a violent explosion, blasting the sea of ​​blood within a radius of tens of miles.
However, the severe blood sea did not change with this blow.
The roaring body of the Blood Lotus Sword appeared on the horizon, resonating with the huge sea of ​​blood around it, cutting away the layers of gelatinous blood along the way, leaving a trace on the sky-reaching giant sword transformed by the God of Blood, and disappeared.
The gods in the blood were furious, and the Heavenly Blood Sword slashed one after another, and the speed was not slow at all. It was completely the strength of the God Transformation Rank, which far exceeded the attack speed of any Nascent Soul and the lower cultivators.
The speed is more than twice that of the Blood Lotus Sword.
But the Blood Lotus Sword dodges his attack very easily. When the Heaven-Through Blood Sword attacked, it moved before it even started.
The rough way of using the power of faith, the core of faith forged by himself, all these make Zhao Shi's prediction not a bit challenging.
"Humble mortal! Coward!"
The of blood roared, and the blood light outside the body was more abundant.
His attack set off a huge tsunami, stirring the surrounding space into turmoil, but he did not really attack the blood lotus sword once.
No, he can only attack the surrounding blood sea, hoping to weaken Zhao Shi by destroying the blood sea.