Chapter 545: The Dusk Ancient God 2
Chapter 545 Chapter 544: The Ancient God of Dusk 2 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
He had thought the Reincarnators had finally lost their patience and revealed their true, wicked faces.
But it had unexpectedly involved the Dusk Cult.
This made Sword Princess's expression change drastically.
The Three Great Sects of the Doomsday Pathway: the Void Madness, the Zero-Reset Madness.
And the Dusk Cult, which relied on seizing the bodies of others to pay its price, was enough to be called evil.
Even the Void Sect and the Zero-Reset Cult, fellow members of the Doomsday Pathway, hated the Dusk Cult to the bone.
Because if one was not careful.
An evil cultist of the Dusk Cult could seize a body, lie in ambush, and bring enormous losses. It was truly impossible to guard against.
"Is it really an evil cultist of the Dusk Cult?"
Sword Princess glanced at the old woman the Reincarnators had captured, and shot a look at the Mirror Demon Revealer.
The Mirror Demon Revealer immediately stepped forward to the old woman. Its mirror-like face lit up with a faint, eerie light, shining straight onto the old woman's body.
The old woman's face was expressionless, neither sorrow nor joy. She simply did not care about the Mirror Demon Revealer's prying examination, her gaze fixed intently on the Reincarnators who had captured her, her tone fanatical.
"So it really is a Foreign Realm lifeform from beyond the heavens."
"The end is coming. The Twilight of the Gods."
"Visitors from beyond the heavens, My Lord needs your help!"
"There are plenty of people who want our help. Who does your Lord think he is!"
A Reincarnator spoke with disdain.
He felt this Dusk Cult believer could not even speak properly.
They clearly believed in an omnipotent supreme Lord.
If not truly omnipotent.
Then at the very least, he should not have directly told outsiders that My Lord needed their help.
It completely ruined his standing.
It was simple logic.
If the Ancient God of Dusk whom the Dusk Cult worshipped truly needed the help of these Reincarnators.
Then it was very hard to believe this Ancient God of Dusk could be as the Dusk Cult believers claimed.
That he could, with supreme power, bring about the end of the Cosmos and unleash the apocalyptic calamity of the Twilight of the Gods.
"You shall not blaspheme against My Lord!"
The possessed old woman immediately shrieked, her eyes blood-red, her expression agitated.
She immediately bit off her own tongue. With the pain of a tongueless mouth, she leveraged the transcendent, gathering billowing mist.
As it flooded the great hall, she formed some plan, without a shred of hesitation, to envelop several Reincarnators in it and escape by mist.
"Old hag, how dare you make trouble!"
A Reincarnator was furious. Without a shred of hesitation, he paid the price, and half his body instantly turned into blood mist.
The blood mist transformed into golden clouds, and within the golden clouds, golden lightning bloomed.
A miserable scream.
The mist-formed old woman instantly fell back into the great hall, half her body turned to charred cinders. Yet she still refused to give up, lowering her head to bite off her remaining five fingers.