readease #241 - Chapter 241 As expected of a god, even death is so dignified
#241 - Chapter 241 As expected of a god, even death is so dignified
The blood rain kept falling, as if the heavens were in mourning.
At the same time.
"Oh, this…"
At this moment, on the surface of the Isle of Divine Grace.
The well water reflected the shadows of the trees, and from time to time, slender figures flashed past.
Under the leadership of Alesia and Somolet, hundreds of elves finally escaped from the second space.
"Now it should be safe."
Alesia looked at her unscathed clansmen, and the heart that had been hanging finally let go.
Separated by two spaces, there should be no problem.
"Continue to move forward, to the edge of the island."
"It would be best if we could leave."
However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this. There were still many strange things rioting around, and even launching attacks on them. Fortunately, the Elven race was strong enough, with two god-level powerhouses sitting in town.
But obviously, the periphery of this Isle of Divine Grace is not peaceful either.
Just at this moment, the sky turned red without warning.
Alesia instinctively looked up, and a trace of coolness came from her face.
"Is it raining?"
He touched his face with some doubt, but saw a strong red color on his fingers.
"This is... blood rain?"
Somolet exclaimed in surprise.
Whoosh!
In just a few seconds, the rain suddenly became heavier. It was still a thick red color, rendering the sky extremely strange.
"When blood rain falls, gods perish."
Alesia's eyes were full of horror, and she immediately thought of the knowledge recorded in the ancient books.
"Is it really a god?"
Somolet lowered his head, his face full of astonishment.
And Alesia was dumbfounded.
At this moment, they had only one thought...
During the time they left the second space, what exactly happened in the deepest part of the Isle of Divine Grace?
...
"Blood rain?"
And it wasn't just the elves who were surprised.
Because the scale of the blood rain was very large, not only covering the entire Isle of Divine Grace, but even the surrounding sea area was dyed red with blood.
The sudden change stunned everyone on the Sea God .
"Gods fall, blood rain floods the sky."
"What exactly happened on this Isle of Divine Grace?"
The old man holding the emerald green staff looked up at the sky, his old face full of complex emotions.
"Gods fall?"
The old man's murmur was heard by the people next to him, and someone asked curiously: "Sir, can gods also die?"
"Yes."
The old man nodded, "However, it is said that there have only been such records in the wars of ancient times."
"Then is this the first case after ancient times?" The man was terrified.
"Maybe."
The old man looked at the Isle of Divine Grace, his eyes deep.
After a long while, he sighed.
"However, these are not things we can get involved in, the level is too high."
"Set sail!"
"Sir, there are still aborigines who have not boarded the ship," someone reminded.
"I naturally understand."
The old man nodded, his voice low, "But if we don't leave now, there may be no chance, everyone on board will be buried here."
"..."
The man was silent for a while, then clasped his fists and responded, "Understood."
Woo!
As orders were issued, the Sea God closed the boarding channel and prepared to leave this island shrouded in blood.
"Why are you setting sail! We haven't boarded the ship yet!!"
"Do you have to put us to death? No! No!"
This undoubtedly panicked the people who hadn't had time to board the ship. The change itself was strange enough, and now the only hope was gone, which made them despair.
Curses and cries intertwined, washed away by the rain.
...
Just when the outside world was in chaos.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Semect, wrapped in divine fire, swelled up like an over-inflated ball.
Finally, it exploded with a "bang".
A large amount of gray mist poured out, spreading in all directions, and these gray mists, like sulfuric acid, began to volatilize after touching rainwater, making a sizzling sound.
The scale of the gray mist far exceeded expectations. It seemed that without Semect's suppression, the gray mist became unscrupulous in its spread.
It even enveloped the entire second space.
"As expected of a god, even death is so grand."
Jiang Han also sighed with emotion. If it were another BOSS, he would have been buried long ago. This evil god is good, he has been dead for a long time and cannot die.
Not to mention divinity, not even a trace of blood can be seen.
"Don't worry, after all, a false god has transcended the existence of ordinary beings."
"Although it is very despicable, it does have its merits."
The Holy Qilin automatically opened a milky white light around it, blocking the gray mist outside.
"When these gray particles dissipate, his divinity will naturally be released, and then you can directly use the crown of the Holy Spirit to contact it."
"I see."
Jiang Han nodded.
And in the midst of their conversation, the spread of the gray mist seemed to have reached its limit, and instead became more dense, with visibility of almost only two or three meters.
The whole world was a hazy gray.
Making people feel extremely depressed.
Rumble!
A loud noise.
It was as if the world was opening up, Jiang Han's eardrums were aching from the shock, as if a thunderclap sounded in his ears.
Traces of cracks began to appear.
Following the shattering of the third space, with the fall of the evil god, the powerful force he left behind made the second space unable to withstand it and began to collapse.
Countless space cracks spread out, and gray mist gradually seeped into them.
Finally.
Bang!
Another deafening noise.
The entire second space completely collapsed.
The chaotic airflow swept through, engulfing trees and mountains, as if the end of the world had arrived.
Fortunately, the Holy Qilin propped up a barrier, enveloping Jiang Han in it, preventing him from being swept away by the airflow.
Otherwise, just resisting this turbulence would be enough to drink a pot.
Rumble!
And at this moment, almost everything in the second space was swept away by the turbulence.
The only things that could be left were Semect's corpse, the Holy Qilin, the Undead Phoenix, and Jiang Han.
The space changed rapidly.
Soon what was shown in front of Jiang Han was the full picture of the Isle of Divine Grace.
But, unfortunately.
Without the buffer and resistance of the second space, the gray mist spread and swept without any scruples.
In an instant, it submerged the entire island.
"Is this going to let people live!"
"God, is the end of Divine Grace really coming?"
The damage caused by such a strong gray mist is difficult for ordinary people to resist.
At most, in less than a minute, some people may die from the erosion of the gray mist.
At this moment, those left on the island, whether human or elves, were plunged into deep despair.
They did not expect that the situation could be so bad.
The strange and the gray mist, either one is an extremely dangerous thing.
But now they have appeared at the same time.