Chapter 601: The Spirit Master God Statue
You can search for "Night God Under the Moon Hot" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!
Behind Mo Jingnan was a black cloth, covering something underneath. From its raised outline, it seemed to be a statue.
As Mo Jingnan abruptly tore off the black cloth, the object beneath was immediately revealed to everyone.
It was indeed a statue, but its form was somewhat peculiar, even eerie.
The statue depicted a person, not standing, but seated cross-legged. However, that alone would not make it eerie in the slightest. What truly made it eerie was that it had two heads.
One head was that of a young man, handsome and attractive, undeniably a rare beauty. A smile played on his face, but it was a smile that gave off an unsettling, even wicked, impression.
Although the other head was also human, it sported an indescribably grotesque ghost face. Its expression was distorted, a mix of laughter and tears, joy and anger. Compared to the first, this face wasn't merely unsettling; it was terrifying.
Furthermore, the statue's hands also exuded an unspeakable strangeness. Unlike normal human hands, these hands were twisted around its waist like a pretzel. This wasn't a matter of arm length or flexibility; it was simply impossible for a normal person's arms to make such a bizarre gesture. What normal person could wrap their arms several times around their waist?
Unlike the others, Mo Jingnan's expression immediately became agitated upon seeing the statue before him.
He turned around, ignoring Yang Haoran and the others, and looked directly at the Spirit Masters present. With an agitated expression, he addressed them.
"Everyone, the reason the Underworld Office has always suppressed us Spirit Masters is because they have a faith. Although the Death God they believe in doesn't truly exist, they are absolutely convinced. We Spirit Masters, however, have no faith, and it is precisely because we lack faith that our power cannot be united, which is why we have always been suppressed by the Underworld Office!"
At this point, Mo Jingnan paused. He shifted his body, fully revealing the statue behind him to the Spirit Masters below the stage, and then continued, his face still agitated.
"Things are different now! We Spirit Masters also have our own God, who will lead us Spirit Masters to glory! He will not only crush the Underworld Office but also replace it! This statue behind me is the God Statue of our Spirit Master God!"
As soon as Mo Jingnan uttered these words, everyone present was utterly shocked, including Huo Laoban, who was equally stunned by Mo Jingnan's declaration.
It was common knowledge that Spirit Masters had never had their own God. They had always been a scattered group, acting independently and never believing in any deities. They simply had no faith.
But now, Mo Jingnan suddenly brought up some "Spirit Master God"—how could they not be shocked?
After the shock, disbelief set in. Not only did Huo Laoban and the others disbelieve, but the Spirit Masters present also shared their skepticism.
"Huo Shenshi, this Spirit Master is spouting nonsense and misleading the masses. How about I test his strength first? " The oldest Exorcist, an old man, whispered to Huo Laoban.
Although he wasn't as reckless as the young female Talisman Master, he was an impatient man. After arriving, instead of fighting, they had engaged in a war of words, and now hearing Mo Jingnan's bluster, he finally couldn't help but speak to Huo Laoban.
Huo Laoban gently shook his head and replied in a low voice, "No rush, let him continue."
Huo Laoban's words were not only for the old Exorcist but also for everyone else present.
Seeing Huo Laoban's stance, the old Exorcist, though somewhat anxious, didn't say much more and patiently continued to listen to Mo Jingnan's ramblings.
In truth, Yang Haoran's thoughts at this moment were the same as Huo Laoban's. He believed it was best to let Mo Jingnan finish. Even if Mo Jingnan was spewing nonsense, they might still glean some information useful to the Underworld Office.
From Yang Haoran's perspective, Huo Laoban's decision likely stemmed from the same thought.
Mo Jingnan seemed to have anticipated the Spirit Masters below the stage would question his words, so the agitation on his face did not diminish; instead, it grew even stronger.
"I know this news is too sudden for everyone, and it's normal for you to have doubts. However, since I've gathered everyone here tonight, I'll definitely eliminate all your doubts. Tonight, I will show you that our Spirit Master God truly exists, and his power far exceeds our imagination!"
The Spirit Masters who were initially skeptical found their doubts lessening and a sense of anticipation growing as Mo Jingnan spoke with such conviction.
It was understandable why they felt this way. As Spirit Masters, they had always been suppressed and hunted by the Underworld Office, practically like stray dogs. While they resented the Underworld Office, they also yearned for an opportunity to turn their fortunes around.
However, the Underworld Office was like a massive mountain pressing down on them; they couldn't just turn things around whenever they wished.
But if a deity were to emerge among them, the Spirit Masters' situation would undergo a monumental change. What was once impossible could become possible. Hence, the Spirit Masters present now felt a surge of anticipation.
"Heh, how do you intend to prove that your so-called Spirit Master God truly exists? " Huo Laoban couldn't help but ask, seeing Mo Jingnan's fervent speech as if it were all true.
Mo Jingnan was in full swing when Huo Laoban's sudden interruption displeased him greatly. He turned his gaze to Huo Laoban, a flamboyant smile spreading across his face.
"How to prove it? Of course, by using all of you! Heh heh, tonight, I shall use the blood of you Underworld Office running dogs to consecrate our great Spirit Master God!"
Mo Jingnan was brimming with confidence. From his words, it was clear he was a hundred percent certain he could kill Yang Haoran and the others. At this point, he looked back at the Spirit Masters below the stage and continued.
"After dealing with these mere clowns, I will teach all of you a secret Spirit Master art. Once you master this art, your combat strength will significantly increase. You will surely thank me for gathering you here tonight, and not only will you no longer doubt the existence of our God, but you will also become even more fanatical and devout in your worship of our God!"
Having finished speaking, Mo Jingnan looked back at Yang Haoran and the others, an excited smile on his face as he said, "Yo-ho! Now, I declare, tonight's celebration officially begins!"
As his voice fell, Mo Jingnan furiously strummed the electric guitar in his arms, and explosive music once again reverberated through the dilapidated factory building.
At the same time, a barrier formation suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire Hongyu Cement Plant.
"Revealing the barrier formation just now was merely to welcome your arrival. Of course, you can also regard my actions as a provocation. As for now, well, you can just experience the true power of my set of formation flags."
From Mo Jingnan's words, it was clear that the barrier formation currently enveloping the Hongyu Cement Plant was the same one that Fatty had previously broken with his Demon Weapon. The barrier was released by formation flags, and Fatty had only broken the barrier itself, not damaged the flags that released it. Thus, the barrier had reformed, once again shrouding the entire Hongyu Cement Plant.
Moreover, this set of formation flags seemed not to have been activated to its fullest extent before, meaning it had not displayed its true power. Now, it seemed Mo Jingnan was preparing to unleash its full might.
As Mo Jingnan's voice rang out, the world Yang Haoran saw immediately transformed. He was no longer in the dilapidated factory but had arrived in a strange new world. Night God Under the Moon
Comments