Chapter 1086 Success?

Gwen didn't think anything was wrong at first, and even the fight between the two sides was like a fight between children.

But gradually, she felt a little strange.

As the emotional power of faith fluctuated, the spiritual power that had been accumulated for a short time seemed to be agitated.

Too many people died here, and they were full of resentment.

So a lot of spirits dissipated, and even accumulated together and slowly disappeared.

If you look at it from a special perspective, the whole concentration camp is filled with a faint blood color.

Before, these spiritual powers were silent, as if they would not react.

But as Klein and others attacked the concentration camp, too many people prayed to the fallen angels.

So the precipitated spiritual power was aroused, and the atmosphere around began to become weird.

Gwen's consciousness descended on her statue, which was made of materialized soul materials and neurons.

The technical content inside was very high, but it was useless.

At this time, the statue was absorbing the surrounding energy, so it attracted Gwen's attention.

But this absorption was meaningless, and the increase was very slow.

Even if Gwen did it herself, she still couldn't really absorb it.

The reason why the statue was able to react was also due to its special material.

While Gwen was busy, Klein had roughly controlled the concentration camp.

There were not a few mixed-blood scale guards distributed in the huge concentration camp, and the density was quite sparse.

If they hadn't wanted to use these guards to exchange for the compromise of the mixed-blood scales, they would have been beaten to death by the angry evolvers.

Because the action was successful and because of Klein's powerful ability, the rescue team had a very strong execution ability.

Including Klein's words about not opening the cells for the time being, everyone executed it perfectly.

Of course, his reason was that he didn't want to create greater chaos and cause casualties.

The crowd trampled on each other, and the casualties caused were no less than a massacre.

So everyone resisted the urge.

But Klein's real purpose was certainly not this.

He started a live broadcast to announce the good news of saving his compatriots to all the scales.

And publicly confessed to Fishman and threatened him with the hostages in his hands.

Then, he broadcasted to the concentration camp: "Fellow countrymen, you have been saved. The executioner Fishman dared not raise the butcher knife any more. Now I will release everyone in order. Please do not crowd. In the name of the fallen angel son Gwen... I will definitely save everyone."

The last sentence was Klein's purpose. Although no one knew who Gwen was, it didn't matter... Fallen Angels were a new belief, and few people dared to say that they knew it.

At this time, Klein's prestige was at its highest, and everyone was concentrating on listening to him.

This was the best time to preach, and the name of Gwen was remembered instantly.

Countless people prayed subconsciously, especially in the concentration camps, where they were most concentrated.

Gwen, who was working hard, suddenly found that the strange power around her suddenly poured into the statue.

The manic killing intent, the desperate wailing, and the pure faith all rushed into the statue in an instant.

Even though there was a layer between them, it almost made her crazy.

Realizing that something was wrong, she quickly withdrew her mental power, and then used the last bit of her strength to activate the mark left by her father.

"Your Highness!"

The guards around were surprised that Gwen suddenly fell, and they all supported her.

The next second, the dark sky lit up.

All the scale tribe members who were paying attention to this place saw the sky brighten up, and golden light continued to appear out of thin air.

In the void, it seemed that a door appeared, and a figure sitting on a golden chair loomed.

This was definitely not a virtual image, let alone a trick.

Because even through the signal transmission, everyone could feel the heavy pressure, and even their eyes couldn't help crying.

Klein felt it more clearly at the scene.

He and other evolvers all knelt on the ground, and the pressure was relieved by half.

Derrick saw Gwen fainted, and he thought Gwen had encountered some irresistible enemy.

But from the scene, it seemed not to be the case.

The guards were intact, and they didn't seem to know what happened.

Gwen was just unconscious, even if she was mentally abnormal.

Derrick just looked around and soon found something unusual.

Fluctuations similar to Gwen's mental abnormality, and the alien mental power that was disappearing rapidly.

As if sensing Derek's prying, the alien mental energy began to fight back.

"Bold!"

Derek shouted angrily, and his body was covered with extraordinary mechas, and the energy core under the golden chair began to surge.

This was his strongest state, with the help of the power of the panel, the power was projected out of thin air.

The space seemed to be distorted, and it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

At a glance, it was all golden distorted light.

In this situation, all power was stagnant.

Derek reached out and took the statue away, and suppressed the alien mental energy.

Finally, he glanced at Gwen, smoothed her mental fluctuations, and forcibly suppressed the alien spirit with power.

"Little Gwen, be careful."

The golden portal in the sky slowly closed, and the distorted space gradually returned to normal.

Klein looked up with courage and saw the portal that was about to close.

In the door, there were countless angels and gods sitting on the golden throne.

Klein was so excited that he tore off his clothes, bit his fingers, and excitedly wrote down what he saw: "... The golden portal to heaven opened, and the Lord of the Throne from the Nine Heavens descended..."

This will be the mythological epic of the Scale Clan, and it is also a clear and verifiable trace of the gods.

As for the so-called science, go to hell.

He believed that he had succeeded, and the Son of God Gwen must have gained some benefits, otherwise the gods would not have descended.

However, he did not dare to speculate casually about the gods who descended. It might be a fallen angel, but it was more like the Lord mentioned in the Bible.

But this was not important to Klein. The Son of God Gwen had divine blood flowing in his body, and there was a possibility of deification. As for whether it was the Lord's divine blood or the fallen angel's divine blood, did it matter?

The eyes of other evolvers looking at Klein were also different. It was not that they had seen through his identity as the mastermind behind the scenes.

But the meaning of gods being confirmed and vaguely existing was different.

Unconfirmed gods... the church is shit.

Confirmed gods... please take your seats, gentlemen of the church.

At this time, Gwen slowly woke up. She felt that her mental changes had not changed, but at least it would not bring too much impact.

Glancing in Klein's direction, Gwen really didn't expect that this guy could actually make something special.

This is like a folk scientist saying that he made a perpetual motion machine by hand. He thought it was a joke, but he didn't expect that he became a joke.

Gwen shook her head slightly and said to the knight beside her: "Come on, take me back first."

It was not appropriate for her to appear here at this time.