Global Blessed Land: I Can Add Attributes On The Buildings

Chapter 450: Angel Loki (1)

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This divine fetus had suddenly manifested within the Celestial Feather race one day. At that time, King Celestial Feather was unaware that this heart-like entity was the embodiment of the God in their beliefs.

Back then, King Celestial Feather thought that it was some kind of treasure and studied it for a long time.

Occasionally, King Celestial Feather discovered that this divine fetus could absorb the power of light. He also sensed a life aura in it.

This aura held limitless light, and it even evoked the sensation of an endless sea of brilliance. The power of light within his body seemed mere as a lake and an ocean when compared to this divine fetus.

Ever since he discovered that the divine fetus could absorb the power of light, King Celestial Feather began to continuously inject the power of light into it. He even placed this divine fetus in the heavenly lake.

The Heavenly Lake could be described as the progenitor of the entire first generation of the Celestial Feather race.

As for King Celestial Feather, he was the first member of the Celestial Feather race to walk out of the Heavenly Lake. As time passed, more and more Celestial Feather races appeared, and one after another, they officially became a race.

After the divine fetus was placed in the Heavenly Lake, the water in the pool decreased by 10 feet. However, because of this, the divine fetus revived.

A deity who identified as Loki had awakened within his divine fetus, wielding the power of light that the Celestial Feather race couldn’t possess. It was as if Loki embodied light itself, or even its origin.

“Soon, I’ll be able to condense my physical body after gathering the bloodlines of the Great Eight!”

After King Celestial Feather left, a low voice came from the divine fetus in the hall.

Although his voice was low, there was a hint of excitement.

The source of this voice was the God that King Celestial Feather and the others were talking about, Loki.

“I’ll kill my way back to the Sea of Heavens one day!”

Loki thought of something with a hint of resentment.

The entire Celestial Feather race, including King Celestial Feather, did not know Loki’s true appearance.

He came from the Sea of Heavens and was driven out by the factions there.

Loki was from the Angel race.

He bore six wings on his back, a halo above his head, and wielded the Holy Sword of Light.

Centered around faith, the apostles were the ones who walked the path.

This was an Angel.

Angels were inherently enchanting and coerced certain foreign races into believing in them to acquire the power of faith.

They didn’t tread the path of Destiny, yet faith was also a distinctive path.

This was the path that all Angels would try, and it was the path that was most suitable for them.

“Nevertheless, I never anticipated the existence of a race with a hint of Angel lineage in this world. The heavens have given me a chance!”

Loki couldn’t help but think that the Celestial Feather race in this world was something he had never expected.

He might have landed in the Celestial Feather race because of fate.

Soon, the divine fetus fell silent again. Even the beating sound disappeared. For a moment, there was no longer any sound in the hall.

In the outside world, near the Nether race, four figures were hiding in the dark with nervous expressions.

“Will this Imitation Puppet help us avoid detection?”

Ye Yan’s throat moved slightly as he lowered his voice and asked the three people beside him.Googlᴇ search ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

“Don’t worry, these Imitation Puppets are great. Moreover, a few of us have already entered the Dharma realm. As long as it’s not a foreign race in the Immortal realm, no one will discover us!”

Zhou Zhennan had a serious expression as he looked at the Nether race’s territory.

“Amitabha, Old Zhou is right!”

Xuan Ci said to Ye Yan with a solemn expression.

If someone observed the four of them, they would discover that at that moment, the four of them didn’t look like humans.

On the contrary, everyone had a pair of wings behind them that were flapping slightly.

On the wings, white feathers emitted a faint aura of light.

The four of them used the Imitation Puppets to disguise themselves as the Celestial Feather race.

As for the purpose…

“There’s our target. Let’s move out!”

Wan Liutang’s gaze shifted as he said in a low voice. Then, he headed towards a target not far away.

Their target was the Nether race.

Zhou Zhennan’s expression shifted. In the next moment, he unsheathed the longsword at his waist, and an aura of light manifested on the sword. It had to be said that the Imitation Puppet was worthy of its name.

It could even imitate energy fluctuations.

“Holy Fire Descends, Infinite Fire Domain!”

Seeing everyone move, Ye Yan’s face revealed a hint of excitement. In the next second, endless flames surged towards the hundred Nether race clansmen not far away like waves.

Disguised as the Imitation Puppet, this flame perfectly replicated the white holy fire that Ye Yan had mastered.

“Holy Sword Spirit!”

Zhou Zhennan was the second fastest, yet his movements were swift. Swords of light materialized behind him, akin to a Sword Immortal.

In an instant, flames and swords enveloped the group of Nether race clansmen.

“Enemy raid!”

With a cry, the Nether race also responded. Figures one after another attempted to resist, but the flames and swords engulfed them with remarkable speed. Some of the Nether race clansmen were consumed by the flames and swords before they could mount a defense.

“The wind and snow have oppressed me for three years. With a single slash, I severe my vanity!”

Wan Liutang opened his eyes slightly. The surrounding air seemed to have frozen, and the cold air enveloped him again.

Then, a huge saber beam shone.

Boom!

The ground cracked, and yellow soil soared through the air. The yellow soil even bore a hint of cold air, with the structure of ice crystals seemingly appearing on it.

“Old Wan’s slash looks so cool.”

There was a hint of envy on Zhou Zhennan’s face. Wan Liutang could fight, but he had to recite poetry first..