This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1620: 446 Dark Divine Kingdom and Loving Father Matthew_2

The heart burst silently and without warning.

The next second.

It transformed into a seemingly endless fountain of blood, erupting violently, spurting out streams of blood essence fluid!

The blood essence fluid cascaded down, forming waterfalls.

Wherever the blood essence fluid reached.

All objects were corroded into a state resembling glass under extreme heat.

...

The fountain of blood continually expanded its area of influence.

The flesh of two Super Limit Strong People was stained by the pervasive red.

Their surfaces appeared as if they were covered with a layer of a red carpet.

More chillingly.

The “red carpet” sprouted a dense array of soft, red fleshes resembling human fingers!

These soft fleshes and hoses fluttered in the wind.

Near the fountain of blood, the chanting of an Evil God resonated like a low hum!

Mysterious black fire spread from an unknown place, sweeping over the “red carpet.”

At that moment.

The bodies of Wuken and Urmas had deeply fused together under the baptism of the blood fountain and the black fire.

Their original bodies exhibited varying degrees of collapse and fusion, with only their heads still somewhat independent.

From outward appearances.

They had transformed into a two-headed monster!

Even more hair-raising was.

The red crystals covering the surface of the two-headed monster glowed translucent under the blaze of the black fire, then gradually darkened, those velvet-like red substances growing longer and more abundant.

Before long.

They seemed to be enveloped by a gigantic, misshapen blood cocoon!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Matthew could still hear the strong heartbeat of the Blood Angel—

Perhaps it was no longer simply the Blood Angel Urmas.

He could clearly see.

Inside the silhouette of the blood cocoon, countless hands eagerly scratched outward.

They appeared desperate to leave the blood cocoon and to be born into this world!

Just like that.

The black fire and blood strands spread like a net of heaven and earth around the space the “two-headed monster” occupied.

That area looked like a true Earthly purgatory.

Anyone who approached might directly face the true evil and fear.

Let alone step into it.

But this clearly did not frighten Tyrese.

After the Elf Elder ascended to the shore, he lightly trod on the surface of the two-headed monster.

He followed the red carpet upward, swiftly reaching the knee area of the two-headed monster.

It was then.

A voice filled with countless echoes, as if a mix of thousands of human voices, chuckled softly:

"You still presume to kill me?”

"Impossible

"Petty elf, you have no idea who you are truly contending with.”

"I am a New God, and an ancient god.”

"I am a Holy Mark Angel and a Dark God!”

"I am the eternal one.”

"I am the destined ruler of Lost Paradise!”

"I, Urmas, bearing the will of the God of Darkness, shall resurrect in this era and seize all the glory and authority of this age!”

"This is my Divine Kingdom!”

"You, are undoubtedly doomed!”

The next second.

A soul-stirring Holy Song emanated from the blood cocoon.

Everyone could see the shadows inside the silhouette of the blood cocoon, those dignified and solemn shadows with wings on their backs, devoutly singing the hymns to the Ancient Dark God!

The song was sonorous and majestic, resonating between heaven and earth.

The Flying Shadow moved elegantly, wandering within the blood cocoon.

Perhaps because one could only see shadows through the membrane of the blood cocoon.

It made the scene even more awe-inspiring!

Matthew had lost count of how many times he had been shocked today.

His brain even lagged for a few seconds before he realized through a data panel prompt—

The Blood Angel Urmas, in a dying state,

Ignited his and Wuken’s flesh with a little Divine Fire of Retaliation stored within the Holy Mark, thereby forcibly initiating the God-making Ceremony!

The unfolding of the God-making Ceremony attracted the descent of the Lost Paradise vision.

Almost simultaneously.

The vision of Lost Paradise that appeared due to Matthew’s earlier acquisition of the Golden Ticket reappeared in the clouds.

This time, it was not a fleeting glimpse.

But permanently and constantly there!

"Urmas is making a desperate gamble, if Tyrese runs far away, and he is unable to enter Lost Paradise to become a true ancient god, the result will be burning himself alive

Matthew realized the details behind this.

Whoosh!

A gust of strong wind blew.

The divine power contained in the wind tormented him greatly, and if not for the Beholder Sword Saint intervening, Matthew might have suffered even more adverse conditions!

Even he, holding four shares of divinity, was made very uncomfortable by the God-making Ceremony’s power.

Ordinary people here.

Would probably only have the fate of offering profound respect!

This was Matthew’s first time experiencing the shock of the God-making Ceremony up close!

"No wonder those from the Age of Enlightenment competed to become gods first

"The path of faith can accumulate little by little and leverage its unbelievable power in a short period of time, which is unmatched by any other path of extraordinary power.”

"And the immense power gained at the moment of igniting the Divine Fire is enough to make others of the same Level bow their heads in submission… Such intense power, how could it not be intoxicating?”

He thought to himself.

Therefore.

Throughout Aindor’s history, the period when the Alliance held authority was somewhat an anomaly.

The Ascension of the Heavenly Palace equated to the Calamity Mage single-handedly removing the path of faith from Earth.

In Matthew’s era, when everyone naturally believed that gods were merely so, that was actually a special era in the history of Aindor!

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