130: Chapter 130 The Mark of the Phoenix
Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
The entire world underwent earth-shattering changes.
The power of technology exploded once again.
Especially regarding the analysis of alien civilization technology, a qualitative leap occurred.
Among them, the most beloved was that spatial technology.
The storage devices from myths, under the focused research of technology, were successfully applied.
Through technological power, minute spaces could be magnified dozens, or even hundreds of times.
Furthermore, through a certain force field applied to the device, objects could be directly stored within it.
Storage Rings, storage necklaces, and even various accessories appeared one after another.
Technology brought myths into reality.
And as for the Dao of Martial Arts.
It became increasingly stable.
Over these years, as the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi became increasingly dense, Breakthroughs in Realm became easier.
The richness of the Martial Arts aura and the holding of various martial arts competitions continuously pushed the Martial Arts toward glory.
A large number of First-Class Martial Artists appeared, and some Xiantian Experts successfully advanced.
However, the success rate of advancement was truly too low.
Even with the guidance of various technological powers.
Out of one hundred First-Class Martial Artists, only one could advance to the Innate.
It is evident how low the success rate was.
But even so, twenty years later, there were already no fewer than a hundred Xiantian Experts in the world.
However, if one were to investigate closely, one would find that these hundred experts were all, more or less, related to the Joint Forces from many years ago.
Chirp!
A Phoenix cry.
It was piercing and resonant, echoing through the sky.
Oscar Barry looked up.
In the sky, a massive figure blotted out the sun.
A shadow descended, and its massive wings whipped up a hurricane.
The massive figure, under Oscar Barry's gaze, landed on the volcano.
Oscar Barry pressed his hands together, showing extreme respect.
This island was very large.
Coupled with the volcano providing sufficient temperature and the abundant moisture from the coast, the trees on the entire island were very lush.
Over twenty years, Oscar Barry returned one after another, bringing over the people from those forty or fifty camps from back then.
These people were all drug addicts, yet they were people who aspired to change.
That was not all.
After these people recovered, Oscar Barry had them go out to find like-minded individuals and bring them over.
After seeing the divine countenance of the Venerable Phoenix, they all became believers of the Phoenix Church.
Just like that, they settled on this island and multiplied.
Within twenty years, the population quickly grew to two thousand.
The current life made these people very satisfied.
Compared to their previous lives as addicts, it was practically a paradise on earth.
Furthermore, having the Venerable Phoenix as a spiritual sustenance made it a life previously unimaginable.
Oscar Barry smiled and lowered his hands.
Twenty years had passed.
His cultivation had become even deeper.
Moreover, by observing the birth and growth of the Phoenix, he realized some things and thus entered the Half-step Xiantian Realm.
His strength was more than several times what it used to be.
Oscar Barry walked down the mountain.
The Venerable Phoenix resided on the volcano, while he, as the Pope, lived on the mountainside.
At the foot of the mountain, a cluster of wooden houses was scattered.
In the very center, there was a place resembling a church.
This was the place where they usually prayed.
Oscar Barry walked inside.
Some people were already sitting inside.
These people were all very strong, and their exposed skin bore vibrant tattoos.
Looking closely, it seemed they were all the same type of tattoo.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire room was oppressive, even somewhat sorrowful.
"Barry, according to the news sent back, the war in Elijah has affected many of our brothers and sisters, and there have even been heavy casualties."
"Even the twenty people who went from the island were affected to varying degrees, and many perished in the artillery fire."
A burly man looked at Oscar Barry and said heavily.
In recent years, the major powers had become increasingly stable, but conversely, various small nations began to fall into chaos.
Especially with the rise of the Dao of Martial Arts, situations where one person could suppress an entire nation began to appear.
The situation in Elijah was exactly like this.
Under the conflict of high-end Martial Artists, a war broke out.
The war continued to escalate and expand, eventually leading to the deaths of a large number of civilians.
After discussion, Oscar Barry and the church sent a group of personnel to develop in Elijah.
On one hand, to help the suffering people, and on the other, to strengthen their own church.
Twenty years ago, the matter of their god being attacked by the Joint Forces was something the elders of the entire church kept firmly in their hearts.
Their deity had been humiliated, and as believers, they longed to kill every culprit to wash away the shame.
Revenge was their ultimate goal!
After hearing the burly man's words, Oscar Barry frowned.
He raised his gaze and scanned the room slowly.
"Our brothers and sisters have already departed, and the people of Elijah are still suffering. All of this is related to the Black Demon Solomon! And Solomon is exactly a member of the evil Joint Forces from twenty years ago!"
Oscar Barry stepped forward two paces and knelt before the massive Phoenix statue in the center of the church.
His voice was low, yet full of power.
"By now, the time is ripe!"
He stood up abruptly and turned around sharply: "Brothers, the humiliation of my God must be avenged!"
"Twenty years ago, we were powerless and could only watch helplessly as those demons bombarded our deity. But today, we have grown strong. Bathed in the light of the deity, we finally have the power to take revenge."
He slowly clenched his fists, and surging Internal Energy burst forth.
"Let us start with Solomon, kill that demon, calm the war, and then let the light of my God shine across Elijah. Finally..."
Oscar Barry's eyes filled with hatred, and insane killing intent overflowed. He growled word by word: "We will make the demons crawl back to Hell! The humiliation of my God must be paid for with blood!!!"
As he finished speaking.
Throughout the entire church, streams of Internal Energy erupted.
All the congregants looked frantic, and crazy killing intent spread out.
The war had begun.
However, this time it would be the beginning of a divine war.
Mobilization for war was simply unnecessary.
The people who lived and multiplied on the island were basically all fanatics.
The thoughts of the believers were pure.
Just the fact that their deity had been humiliated was enough to make everyone burn with rage.
Suddenly, everyone on the island was filled with killing intent.
Frenzy.
Anger.
Humiliation.
Ignited everyone.
The entire island was instantly filled with monstrous killing intent.
That killing intent caused the large fish in the surrounding waters to flee.
Chirp!
Stimulated by the killing intent.
The proud Vermilion Bird soared into the sky, blotting out the sun.
This scene further stimulated everyone.
Massive pressure descended.
Divine Might like a prison!
But the believers below were even more frantic.
They knelt down abruptly and prayed loudly.
Accompanying their prayers, the tattoos on their bodies began to glow.
Strands of crimson color burst forth and rose, eventually forming an illusory Phoenix around them.
Looking at that figure, it was just like the figure soaring in the sky.
The Mark of the Phoenix!