Pillar of Bloodlust is an existence called "Mother God" by believers.
He is the creator of all flesh and blood creatures in the world. He is in charge of flesh and blood, desire, sensory pleasure and the reproduction of all things. He is the most original and mysterious one among Twelve Pillars. There are countless legends about Him, but few people truly understand His nature.
"Do you have any grudge against the Pillar of Blood Desire?" Li Wen asked cautiously.
The incarnation of the god shook his head gently, and his platinum-like hair was floating in the void. "Hate? No, that's too superficial." His voice suddenly became deeper, "I'm just fulfilling a promise - a promise I made before I fell."
Commitment?
Li Wen bowed his head and remained silent. If Offspring of the Old Ones, the god before his death, could make a promise, then it should at least be the same existence, that is, Pillar Deity.
Suddenly he raised his hand and tapped the void with his fingertips. In an instant, the picture on the drawing board in front of Li Wen suddenly changed: countless mountains of flesh and blood stood on the red earth, and a giant scarlet tree of flesh and blood took root here. Hundreds of millions of follicles hung on the tree crown, and each follicle contained a deformed and twisted life form. Those lives squirmed and struggled in the eggs, but they could never break out.
"Did you see it?" The voice was filled with some indescribable complex emotions, "This is His creation workshop. Every new life is destined to experience endless pain and torture - born in desire, embraced by hunger, and devoured in joy.
"And pain is the essence of it."
The screen suddenly switched, and Li Wen saw an altar made of corpses. In the center of the altar, a woman wearing a bloody robe sat kneeling. She held a beating heart in her hands, and blood dripped down her pale arms, forming strange runes on the altar.
"He was trying to create perfect life, and His apostles were preparing for His incarnation. "Continued, "That will be a disaster for you."
Li Wen stared at the beating heart in the picture. The runes outlined by the blood reminded her of some taboo ritual she had seen or even tried in her previous life. The figure of the woman on the altar was blurry, and only the hands holding the heart were particularly clear - dark red blood vessels snaked under the pale skin, as if there were living things swimming in them.
"You want me to stop this ceremony?" She looked towards the god and could hear her voice echoing in the void.
Withdrawing his finger, the image dissipated like mist. "No, that makes no sense. "His platinum pupils reflected Li Wen's tense face, "The ritual of blood-lust has already begun, just like the raindrops falling to the earth that cannot return to the clouds."
The sea of time suddenly stirred up waves, and countless memory fragments emerged from the depths. Li Wen saw the phantom of twelve pillars reaching the sky, one of which was oozing scarlet liquid. The liquid fell into the void and turned into an overwhelming rain of blood.
"And He had to finish his incarnation, and then He would be at his weakest, just like a mother who has given birth. That was the only chance to kill Him."
Only among the Dreamscapes of this dead god can they conspire and discuss how to kill a Pillar Deity in such a safe manner.
"I want you to do things very simply. "The voice suddenly came close to Li Wen's ears, with the unique crispness of a child, "Blood Desire is the Lord of Life, and any life born from His hands cannot harm Him, or even escape His control. But you are different, you are special... bring this with you, you will need this when Crimson Rain comes."
He didn't explain too much, he just tore off a corner from the drawing board and handed it to Li Wen. It was not paper, but a thin halo of light with twisted symbols embroidered with gold thread. When Li Wen took it, he found that it was slowly melting in his palm.
The moment the halo penetrated into Li Wen's palm, a burning sensation spread throughout the body along the blood vessels. She stared down at her palm. There were faint golden lines flowing under her skin, swimming like a living creature, and finally condensed into a sun-shaped mark on her wrist.
"This is..."
"A mark. "Withdrawing his hand, the cuffs of the white robe dropped, covering his slender wrists, "When Crimson Rain comes, it will guide you to where you should go - of course, if you breach the contract, it will kill you completely, and even the gods of the pillars cannot save you."
Li Wen Touching the mark on his wrist, it feels warm but not burning.
"Then "Emerald Tablet"..."
She stared straight at the god.
He didn't answer, just looked down at the drawing board, and lightly traced the birch wood surface with his pale fingers. The originally blurry lines suddenly became clear - they intertwined and entwined, and finally formed the outline of an emerald slab. The surface of the gemstone plate was engraved with densely packed runes, and every line shone with a faint golden light.
Li Wen Hold your breath and watch as He reaches into the drawing board as easily as he reaches into the water. When He retracted his hand, there was already a full-body green gemstone in his palm. It is more primitive than imagined, with obvious signs of wear and tear on the edges. The runes on the surface flow by themselves in the void, as if they are alive.
"Take it. "Handing over the gem plate, Li Wen's tense face reflected in his platinum eyes, "This is the "Emerald Tablet" you want."
Li Wen reached out to take it, and the moment his fingertips touched the gem plate, a strange heat flow poured into his body along his fingertips. She subconsciously clutched the gemstone tablet and felt the vast power contained in it - it was the ultimate mystery of creation and formation, and the most essential manifestation of authority to create the pillars.
She could feel "The Final Codex" throbbing, almost out of her control - like a very hungry pet. But even so, Li Wen still suppressed this impulse.
[Emerald Tablet]
[Supreme Artifact-????]
[This is a copy of "Book of Formation". The great sage Hermes carved thirteen lines of secret mottos on the jade stone slab, which contains the ultimate secret of creation and formation and is equivalent to the original scripture itself.]
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After confirming that it was "Emerald Tablet", Li Wen breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at "Sun of Repose" and found that he was staring somewhere in the void, with broken starlight reflected in his platinum pupils. Several cracks appeared on His immature face, and brilliant golden light penetrated from the cracks, which was shocking.
Before Li Wen could ask, the god shook his head and stopped her.
"The deal is established. His voice suddenly became ethereal, "Remember your promise." "
Before he finished speaking, the surrounding darkness suddenly began to collapse. Li Wen felt a strong dizziness coming over him, and the scene in front of him quickly blurred like a faded oil painting. Before completely losing consciousness, the last thing she saw was the figure turning away - the white robe slowly dissipating in the sea of time, like a wisp of morning mist dissolving in the rising sun.