National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3565 Condensation

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

“I need to build an altar; here are the blueprints and materials.”

Gal took the blueprints, glanced at them quickly, and nodded, saying, "Yes, I'll take care of it immediately."

Soon, the marquis-level vampires, carrying boxes of supplies, passed through the teleportation channel into the divine realm and began constructing an altar inside the God-given Temple.

Meanwhile, in the outer plaza outside the temple, the Holy Court members watched this scene and fell silent once again.

What do you mean?

So you're not even going to act anymore, huh?

Although they didn't know exactly what Fang Heng was planning to do, the fact that the vampires were arranging construction inside the temple while they were being kept outside gave them the feeling that the vampires were the masters.

This scene is just too ugly.

Alairdin felt he was losing face.

Even the divine realm has its pride.

What's the deal with the fact that the vampires have taken over the Divine Realm Temple?

Upon seeing this, the paladins' gazes indeed became extremely strange.

Alairdin coughed lightly and whispered to a guard beside him, "Quickly evacuate everyone around here and do not allow anyone to approach."

"Yes!"

No sooner had the personal guard left than another guard came up to report.

“Great Sage, many believers have been drawn by the miracle and have come to pray. Many paladin teams and priests have also come.”

miracle?

Alairdin was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

They were probably misled by the vortex of faith.

Alairdin said irritably, "What trouble are you causing? Get them all back now."

“Sigh…” Dean sighed and said, “Alairdin, it’s better to guide than to block. This situation doesn’t look good…”

Aleiddin sighed and said, "I'll go talk to him myself. I hope he'll give me the honor."

……

At Alairdin's almost pleading request, Fang Heng finally entrusted the task of building the altar to the Holy Court.

After all, being too close to the divinely bestowed pearl would greatly affect the construction by the vampires, and even the transportation work could only be carried out by vampires of the marquis level.

The Holy See is quite capable in construction, and the altar is not difficult to build.

With all materials readily available, the divinely bestowed altar was completed in a full half-day.

Meanwhile, the temple's perimeter was already packed with worshippers and paladin priest teams, layer upon layer.

"Fang Heng, there are too many unrelated people around here. Will that cause any problems?"

Alairdin was unaware of what Fang Heng intended to do with the divinely bestowed pearl, and only hoped that Fang Heng and his group would refrain from further actions.

"It's alright, don't worry about it."

Fang Heng couldn't wait any longer. After saying that, he flew towards the Divine Gift Pearl in mid-air again, hovering not far from it, and condensed a seal in front of him with both hands.

"Buzz!"

A ripple appeared on the divinely bestowed pearl.

Fang Heng connected his mental energy with the dark metal mesh covering the Divine Pearl and slowly manipulated the mesh to transfer the Divine Pearl into the central slot of the altar.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, the divinely bestowed pearl was placed into the altar.

The next moment, divine power flowed rapidly.

The three great sages, Alairdin and his companions, felt a jolt in their hearts.

Again?!

The power of faith once again flowed uncontrollably towards the altar!

But it's alright.

This time it was much gentler than before.

Only the guardian pillars outside the divine temple were slightly affected.

As it absorbed the power of faith, the divinely bestowed pearl emitted a sacred power.

Fang Heng squinted and looked up at the sky.

Below, Alairdin and his group also followed Fang Heng's gaze up into the sky.

what! ?

That is?

A sense of excitement unconsciously rose in the hearts of Aleirdin and the others.

They suddenly sensed that the power of the divinely bestowed pearl was no longer dissipating as before, but was gradually becoming more concentrated and orderly under the influence of the altar.

"call out!!!"

A beam of divine light suddenly pierced the darkness, rising high into the sky and soaring into the clouds.

Centered on the beam of light, a golden vortex of divine power formed high in the sky.

The vortex gradually solidified.

Fang Heng stared at the sacred vortex in mid-air, feeling the rapidly surging sacred power within it. Suddenly, he felt a sacred guidance emanating from the vortex, and he clenched his fist gently, his body slowly levitating into the air.

What is he doing?

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd outside the temple, Fang Heng flew into the sky, landing below the sacred vortex.

"boom!!!!"

With a sudden bang, a golden bolt of lightning struck down from the sacred vortex, hitting Fang Heng head-on.

At the same time, a terrifying divine power surged into Fang Heng's body!

"Divine tempering! That's divine tempering!"

Aleiden was shocked by what he saw and couldn't help but shout out.

Dean and Lucius looked up at Fang Heng, who was being bombarded by holy lightning high in the sky, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The concept of divine tempering was recorded in the scriptures of the first God-King.

It only appears when one perfectly advances to the God-King level.

So this kid has already skipped the Twelve Sages and directly advanced to the Third Generation God King?

But strangely, when the second-generation God-King Etheross completed his advancement, there was no Holy Lightning Breakthrough.

According to the first God-King, Etherus was not strong enough to advance to the God-King level, but was forcibly enhanced by external forces, and therefore did not undergo divine tempering.

Of course, as long as Etheros cultivates his power to perfection, fills the gap, and pays a little more, the Divine Tempering can still be completed again.

Unfortunately, before Etheros could cultivate his power to perfection, the Holy Court was plunged into war, and then it was ambushed by the Seed of Ouroboros. To this day, Etheros has not yet completed his divine tempering.

Fang Heng calmly endured the baptism of pure and holy lightning time and time again.

He realized that with each impact, the sacred energy cluster within his body would become one step more solid.

Fang Heng could even sense that, with the impact of the divine lightning, his connection with the Eye of God had become even stronger.

So Fang Heng simply gave up resisting, gritted his teeth and endured it, letting the holy lightning wash over his body.

After all, the life restoration effect brought by the undead body can quickly repair the body during the intervals between each holy lightning strike.

Maximize the effect of Holy Lightning!

"boom!!!"

As another heavy bolt of holy lightning struck him, Fang Heng's right eye suddenly darted around rapidly.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng was once again plunged into an illusion.

Starry Sea.

The old man flew at an extremely fast speed through the sea of ​​stars, rapidly approaching an island ahead.

The old man appeared to be seriously injured; his face was deathly pale, and bright red blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Click, click click click..."

Several beams of holy light poured down from the cracks that gradually spread out from the surrounding space. The old man's expression changed, and he had no choice but to stop. He forcibly tore open a spatial rift and threw the holy sphere in his hand into the dimensional rift.

Having done all this, the old man raised his head and looked towards the distant sea of ​​stars. (End of Chapter)