All Heavens: Starting from Becoming a God

"Damn it!"

Major Brandon didn't understand why anyone was coming.

What about the soldiers on the outside?

It would be understandable if they did not stop the thousands of cultists, but how could they let a group of lonely citizens break in like this?

Who is doing this?

Major Brandon came to his senses and knew that he had completely fallen into someone else's trap.

He looked at Bishop Joshua not far away, relying on the words he just shouted.

Major Brandon can conclude that this respected bishop is one of the masterminds behind this conspiracy.

It's a pity that he can no longer ask for an explanation from the other party.

He could no longer suppress the situation.

Major Brandon could not stop this group of people from spreading the news that the army was killing civilians. This news would spread quickly to all the streets and alleys of the foggy city.

After all, his soldiers are not emotionless killing machines, and they will never open fire on civilians again.

Major Brandon knew the outcome was certain, but he didn't want to give up the struggle so easily.

He stepped out of the protection of the soldiers and tried to explain to everyone: "I am Brandon Williams, the interim commander of this unit, and we are here under orders."

But he was only halfway through his words.

Brandon froze for a moment, then pulled out his gun and fired wildly at Bishop Joshua!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The major fired several shots and knocked down several citizens beside the old man to the ground.

At this moment, both the soldiers behind him and the innocent people who came to eat melons were all stunned on the spot. They didn't understand what was wrong with this officer.

"Killed!"

"The army is crazy! Run!"

Wang Yu watched this scene with great satisfaction, and then his mind moved. The royal soldiers who had just shown their unbearable expressions instantly transformed into emotionless killing machines.

"Groups dominate humanity!"

Divine magic cast by a god himself enveloped the group of soldiers.

Major Brandon and their soldiers became Wang Yu's puppets.

They stormed out of Trafalgar Square, firing at anything living within their sight.

certainly.

They will not take action against Wang Yu's allies.

Bishop Joshua watched quietly as the crowd ran outside in panic.

Major Brandon led his soldiers behind expressionlessly, and gunshots kept ringing in the old man's ears.

"." Bishop Joshua opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

He knew that the fog was about to change.

In this way, only Joshua and his party were left in Trafalgar Square, the poor people on Clear Street and the poor people who had survived the fierce battle just now.

This group of people who had been tortured by heretics and the army finally survived. Some of them covered their faces and cried, celebrating the difficulty of life and venting their inner fears.

Some people fled here quickly.

More people tried to find the bodies of their relatives in the messy square.

"Dad!" Irena cried, lying on her father's body.

Sheriff Anson helped Dr. Kevin next to him. He looked blankly at the group of cultists who remained motionless in front of him, as well as Bishop Joshua, who was walking slowly from a distance.

Anson's mind was filled with confusion.

The experienced police sergeant couldn't figure out what was going on.

He didn't know what those wizard-looking beings were, Anson only knew that they killed Chris and innocent people like that.

Anson didn't know why Major Brandon and his soldiers dared to kill their compatriots so wantonly.

Are they crazy?

Is it possible that the other party doesn't understand that this will bring endless panic to the city?

Anson was at a loss.

When he was about to ask this group of misfit believers for clues, he felt dizzy for a moment, and then his limbs became weak, and he fell weakly to the dirty ground.

Along with this comes uncontrolled diarrhea.

"This, is this cholera?"

The moment Anson's thoughts came to his mind, he unconsciously vomited violently to the side.

It's not just him.

Everyone who was still alive in the square showed symptoms of cholera.

Bishop Joshua, the culprit, slowly approached the poor people.

He looked pitiful.

This group of people probably never expected that there was something wrong with the Holy Communion given by the church.

"Don't worry, it's not just you." Wang Yu snapped his fingers.

"I have prepared this gift at all major public water sources throughout the city."

If someone could observe the city from a God's perspective like Wang Yu, he would find that panic is spreading rapidly in the city like a virus.

As heretics and church knights fought continuously across several blocks, those evocation magics bombarded people's fragile hearts like artillery.

At the same time.

The heretics spread the news of the army's massacre of civilians everywhere, and many people are even witnessing Major Brandon's ruthless harvesting of grass and mustard.

The straw that broke the camel's back was the resurgence of cholera.

As an old demon, Wang Yu was not much kinder than those anti-social people. He directly spread Vibrio cholerae to all large public water points.

Those white-skinned people who haven't developed the habit of boiling water yet.

You will pay the heaviest price for this.

"Panic will spread throughout the city, and the social order without police and military supervision will collapse in an instant. Can those who have escaped by chance still stick to their low moral bottom line in such an environment?"

Wang Yu clapped his hands and laughed.

"The burning, killing and looting will never stop if one person takes the lead. And who can these helpless citizens of Fog City turn to for help, that illusory God?

But what should we do if the church stabs us at this time? "

Zhenyu Laomo uses his supreme soul power to forcibly correct the direction of the script. If there is any flaw anywhere, he will quickly correct it as soon as possible.

And on the north bank of the Thames River, where Wang Yu is always paying attention.

Relying on the restraints set by Wang Yu in advance, Sister Akara remained unharmed during the turmoil. The future pope stood behind the window and "watched" the tragedies happening.

The heretics and the church chased each other, and the aftermath of the fight destroyed several houses. Some people on the street had their heads opened by flying stones.

Major Brandon and his soldiers opened fire at random in the streets. The crazy soldiers loaded and fired mechanically.

Before the civilians could react, they were shot to death indiscriminately.

The remaining people who woke up ran away, crying and crying as they fled.

"Someone help us."

"Lord, please look at your devout followers."

The people who were lucky enough to survive could only pray to God. Some of them escaped the pursuit of heretics and knights, while others were more fortunate and did not encounter crazy soldiers.

But they were still unfortunately infected with cholera.

At this time, they all thought of Mr. Chris. The entire foggy city was talking about this savior yesterday who had excellent medical skills and saved people from fire and water.

"That Mr. Chris, is he in Trafalgar Square? Did he survive the hands of that group of troops? We may be able to save him." Some people whose symptoms are not too serious are planning to go have a look.

But soon they heard desperate news from the survivors who had fled back from the square. This group of civilians who were also tortured by cholera showed bitterness on their faces:

"Mr. Chris, he's dead."

"died?"

"Yes, we are hopeless, we will all die here."

Some people gave up on themselves and chose to commit suicide by drowning themselves in the river, because at least this would cause much less pain and suffering than cholera.