Collapse of Iron: Cultivating the Star God was exposed, breaking the defense of Ruan Mei

Scott held his head high and raised his hands in the air

In front of everyone's gaze, he recited aloud the prayer inscribed on the wall:

"OK! All the brothers looked at me!".

"Look at me, look at me!".

"I'm announcing something: I'm an idiot!".

Scott's voice resounded through the sky, and it was transmitted into the rift along the surrounding rifts

Along with this voice poured in a painful stream of thought.

First, the hormonal thoughts of the homeless people who mixed with the creatures of the Elder Realm

Then this trend of thought swept up the pain of Beloberg's 700 years of struggling to survive for generations of residents.

Wailing, pain, and numbness, woven into a gray cradle, greeted by the rebirth of the star core.

Carlos, the Weaver, smiled playfully at the corners of his mouth, and he hooked his fingers slightly.

The

treacherous patterns engraved on the ground shimmer at a certain frequency.

Scott didn't notice the little action of Carlos the Weaver

His gaze was completely drawn to the sight in front of him.

Blazing light flickered two or three meters away from him, blurring the boundaries between reality and the Rift.

A strange sight that could not be explained by the laws of physics unfolded before his eyes

The space shook, and the majestic imaginary energy turned into a storm and rushed out, crushing away.

Scott faced the storm of imaginary numbers, and instead of showing fear, he began to laugh wildly.

"Finally!".

"It's finally done!".

"Resurrect me!!!".

To this day, Scott still trusts the lies woven by Carlos the Weaver.

In this altar is the [Hope Star God Dantès] sealed by the Builders

And what he did was to resurrect Him.

Then, it is time for the Star God of Hope Dantès to heal his poor little Beatrice!

Scotto excitedly raised his hands

"Scott, it's a little bit closer, you say the prayer again. "

Carlos, the Lifeweaver, raised his hands in the air and coaxed under the altar

"Read it again?".

Scott was stunned for a moment, then immediately took a deep breath and shouted in a louder voice

"OK! All the brothers looked at me!".

"Look at me, look at me!".

"I'm announcing something: I'm an idiot!".

Although he did not understand the language of the prayer, it was no harm in reciting it several times.

"Yes, yes, yes, the more times you read it, the better!" said Carlos, the Weaver, with a smile on his lips that grew brighter and brighter.

"Look at me!Look at me!" "I'm a fool!" "I'm a fool!".

Scott raised his arms and shouted, and the strange sights before his eyes grew.

Ah Ruan stood under the stage, with an unconcealable smile on the corner of his mouth.

The others present didn't understand, but Ah Ruan could understand the Xianzhou language.

Bronia, who didn't know exactly what was going to happen, always had a hesitation and hesitation on her face.

"Is it really okay?Ms. Nguyen?" Bronya couldn't help but ask.

She felt like she was about to smell the core.

"No problem. Nguyen looked at Carlos, the Weaver of Lives, not far away.

"In our universe, the most credible thing is the star god. "

"Even if there are many deceptions such as pleasure and many lies such as Tzeentch, there are things that will never be done. "

Nguyen spoke softly, but the words felt reliable.

Just as Aha doesn't resist joy, so neither does Tzeentch resist change. "

"A planet that is returning to the galaxy from seven hundred years of stagnation, a planet that is changing dramatically. "

"Tzeentch will not abandon this planet and return it to the gray agony of stagnation. "

"Finally, at last!".

At this moment, Scott's ecstatic voice came from the altar

He waved his arms and looked at the scene in front of him with ecstasy.

The

gap between reality and the rift has completely collapsed

The golden brilliant imaginary energy turned into a solar wind and whistled out, spraying every corner of the altar.

Polygons that do not conform to Euclidean geometry appear in mid-air

They are discrete, shining and gradually regrouping, presenting a peculiar sense of order.

Eventually, these geometries converge and nest together to form a sphere with a golden sheen.

But inside the bright sphere, there was a dark gray color of pain and numbness.

"You .......".

Scott also noticed the gloom inside the sphere

And the shape of this thing, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like [Hope Star God Dantès].

In the ancient legend of Beloberg,

[Hope Star God: Dantès] is supposed to be a figure wearing a cloak of fiery clouds, and his face is covered by the fire of the burning furnace.

But in front of him is a sphere full of imaginary energy, with pain and numbness inside.

"You, are you hoping for a star god?".

Scott asked with hesitation.

“...... Giggle ......

".

A

mocking smirk came from the core

The dark color of pain and numbness wriggled...

Sting!

A

dark color pierced through Scott like a sword, pain running through every nerve he had.

"Hope?" "Pain!".

(People have finished the Pinocone plot, and the stamina is a little too great...... By the way, I mourned for a second for the Grand Duke of Hellfire, who was finely chopped into haggis before he arrived at Pinocone..... ）