Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

If it was Su Ziyu of the Hui Yue level who encountered such a situation, there would definitely be no way.

Because Hui Yue can't even pray and answer, let alone perform miracles and help believers.

But now it's different

, Su Ziyu has been promoted to the middle rank of Eternal Flame Sun, has the ability to respond to prayers,

and... He was holding the fragment of the kingdom of God of Lalaye, wearing a yellow robe, and his personality had been greatly improved.

Coupled with the Chaos Space's elevation of his personality, with

the blessing of the triple BUFF, he can not only respond to prayers, but even have the possibility of releasing divine power on the prayer ball of light.

Su Ziyu's gaze fell on the waves that were about to flutter to Black Wind Island and drown the mermaid village, and gently waved his hand, spreading spirituality.

Black Wind Island, the original address of Mermaid Village.

"Did His Majesty the Funeral Crown respond?"

"Has he left us..."

"We have daily offerings, and the truth of our hearts can be seen!" The sea bears witness! How could the funeral crown leave us! "

Some of the villagers became emotional.

The worship hall was built on the top of the mountain on Black Wind Island, and all the villagers, men, women, and children, knelt in front of the statue.

"Here it comes... The tsunami is coming!

"Such high waves... The whole island will be washed away! "

Woo woo mother, I'm so scared..." "

Oh, don't be afraid, the burial crown will shelter us."

"Under the burial crown, please show your spirit!"

"..."Ah

Ling, who was wearing a sacrificial dress, stood behind the villagers, silently clasping her hands together and praying

, as a priest, in fact, Ah Ling knew the state under the burial crown best.

It should be said that except for the last time the statue was built, there was almost no response to the prayers of the rest of the time.

Ah Ling did not tell the villagers about this, and in her heart, she always felt that the burial crown would not give up on them.

"Under the burial crown... Please save us!

Carrying the brass scepter, Ah Ling walked up to everyone, looked at the wave that was about to pounce on Black Wind Island, and shouted sharply:

"We are loyal believers under the burial crown, how dare the waves compete with the gods for brilliance!"

As soon as the words fell

, the dark sky sprinkled with scattered points of light, and in the golden light, a virtual shadow slowly descended.

He was born with six wings on his back, descending like a six-winged angel, and the surging golden light attached to his face, unable to see the specific appearance and form.

After seeing the existence of that statue, the villagers shouted with excitement.

"Is it under the burial crown! The burial crown came down to save us!

"To see clearly, that's not the body under the burial crown at all, that's... Angel! Burial of the angel under the crown!

"His Majesty actually sent an angel under the throne to save us, God loves the world! The light under the burial crown is sprinkled all over the world! "

It's the six-winged angel... Praise to the Funeral!

"Praise to the Funeral!"

Ah Ling was also stunned, her lips moved, her eyes had tears in her eyes, and she kept falling.

I saw that the six-winged angel slowly removed the cross behind it, the huge cross was almost the same height as an adult, and the golden light on the cross surged and changed into an azure light, and then the six-winged angel

swung a blow towards the wave that seemed to be the same height as the sky, and the air shook, and it seemed to freeze for a second.

Finally, the raging Qi Tian Gao waves paused, and the uproar turned into a stream of water and fell, patting on the sea, churning endlessly.

"Saved..." Ah Ling looked at the scene in front of her, her expression changed from shock to surprise, and she jumped on the spot happily, "Great! We are saved!

"Woo-hoo—saved! Praise to the Funeral!

"Praise to the Funeral!"

The villagers wept with joy and bowed to the six-winged angels that gradually dissipated in the sky, looking reverent.

The six-winged angel slowly put the cross back on his back, and then his figure disappeared.

In chaotic space.

The duration of the [Angel Distortion] of the Demon Angel has also arrived, turning into a small elf fairy again.

Everything just now was Su Ziyu injecting the power of the Demon Spirit Angel into the Prayer Light Ball, directly crossing the void and calming that wave.

I have to say that [Angel Aberration] is indeed powerful, but that face is not very suitable for ordinary people to see, so when making the projection of [Angel Aberration], Su Ziyu also deliberately covered its face.

"Well done."

Su Ziyu was about to rub the head of the Demon Spirit Angel, but as soon as his hand stretched out, he immediately passed through the head of the Demon Spirit Angel.

The corner of Su Ziyu's mouth twitched, he forgot that his pet did not collide in volume....

I had to withdraw my hand, and after releasing the [Angel Distortion], the Demon Spirit Angel also looked very tired, and the feathers did not move, landing slowly, lying in the sea of chaos and sleeping in a daze.

The more powerful the skill, the greater the spirituality and energy consumed.

Su Ziyu asked the Demon Spirit Angel to rest well, and he had to prepare to leave the chaotic space.

As soon as he turned around, he saw new content appear on the ball of prayer light.

Most of the prayer balls of light were to thank the funeral honor, only the ball of light representing Ah Ling said something that Su Ziyu cared about very much.

"Your Majesty, praise your mercy and praise your divine might!

I would like to report to you that the appearance of this tsunami may not be accidental, today

a Gentile came to the village, a human woman, wearing a long black dress and a black fisherman's hat, looking about thirty years old, with elegant manners, at

first we did not care, until she curiously asked us for the name of the statue of the sacrifice, we saw that she was interested, so we preached your miracle to her, and then she left here, and two hours later, That tsunami happened.

After listening to Ah Ling's report, Su Ziyu frowned.

"Someone is going to make a move on me?"

Could it be that Ma Dameng's propaganda at sea has been too fierce recently? Annoying the rest of the church's believers?

Su Ziyu shook his head, now that woman has probably left the Furious Sea, he has no way to continue tracking, divination does not meet the conditions, can only find other ways to investigate the details of the other party.

......

......

Somewhere in the furious sea, the sea is turbulent, and a woman shrouded in darkness walks

on the sea, as if she can teleport, one second she is still in place, the next second she appears on the sea hundreds of meters away.

As she moved forward, she looked into the distance, a burst of golden light flashed in the sky, and the originally roaring waves suddenly subsided.

"Funeral? And where did the wild gods come from... Huh, kind of interesting. The

dark force wrapped it up, and her figure disappeared, as if being wiped away inch by an eraser.