final doomsday

George staggered forward, with almost no perfect place on his body. The scars made by the fire were still scattering outwards with sparks, and the burning heat was still not until a few hours later.

Stop torture his nerves.

"Cough, cough cough..." He fell to the ground suddenly, and the tiny flames that gushed out of his wounds immediately turned five meters around him into scorched earth. The God-killing weapon, Longineus's gun, was tightly clenched by him.

In the palm of your hand, the fire of the God Burning did not cause any damage to the seal on it.

"Hu, Hu... I want to die?" George reluctantly turned over and lay on the ground on his back. His charred skin could no longer see any original fairness. At this time, even the destruction of his appearance could not be described.

Something worse happened to him than to break things up. Well, his little friend was also burned to charcoal.

Well, abstinence is necessary for a crazy believer, so it doesn’t matter whether he has a friend or not, right?

"No, no... The task arranged by the Lord has not been completed yet, how can I die?" George reluctantly raised his arm and climbed up with a spear. Unfortunately, the serious injury could not be ignored by his will alone, so in the end he

Still fell back weakly.

"My omnipotent Lord, please have mercy on your believers..."

However, his prayers were useless after all, because the old man whom he believed in had no time to take care of himself and had no time to pay attention to him.

Saber Nero forced himself to open the "Golden Theater of Rebellion" at the cost of maintaining his own existence, and used his soul fire as a medium to upgrade the specifications of the treasure again, making it reach the ex level for a time. The Roman fire at that time

Many of His Majesty’s most loyal subjects were burned to death. The souls of those people became an opportunity for her to step from legend to demigod.

Therefore, the "Iron Iron Original Fire" created by the Roman fire is no longer ignited by the flames of the mortal world, but the divine fire leading to the gods. Among the three races in the world named "gods".

There is an extremely tedious process that requires becoming a god clan. Only by completing all the above steps can you transform into a god clan.

Therefore, at the cost of the end of her own existence, Saber Nero forcibly reversed the divine fire, making it the fire of the God Burning. Although she herself would be swallowed by the flame, she could at least drag the old man of the pseudo-god in the sky to death together.

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Unfortunately, she can make a big spell. George can do it naturally.

The lucky e snatcher cut his chest and built a perfect rune "private nya" with the blood of his heart, and then exchanged a fatal blow to Nero at the cost of a kidney. But he was still half a step late at that time.

Not only was he burned by the fire of the burning god, but he even burned more than half of the "heaven" of the old man of the pseudo-god.

"My child, you can't die." A pseudo-god old man landed beside George in the white light, his voice full of love and compassion. Of course, it would be more convincing if he could go further.

.It's a pity that he dared not.

"My Lord!" George's eyes lit up, and his somewhat dispersed mind was once again full of vitality. The old man obviously did nothing, but he felt that he was suddenly full of strength, and even the flames on his body were slowly extinguishing.

"My child, no doubt or hesitation. I will always guide you on the way forward. You are my best child, so I will relieve you of the pain." The old man of the pseudo-god knows that the time limit for burning the God's fire has arrived,

Of course, he would not tell the truth, but instead took the credit to himself.

The remaining fire of the God Burning God was completely extinguished, and the old man's healing spell also fell on George at the same time. The timing was quite accurate. Those who don't know would definitely think that it was this spell that dispelled the flames, such as the lucky believer in front of him.

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George looked at his body as perfect as before and quickly knelt on the ground.

"My Lord, please forgive me for my sins."

"My child, it's not your fault. The enemy is like the darkness covering the earth, but you represent light. Light will eventually defeat darkness, which is the necessity of the world." The old man of the pseudo-god was eager to get the Holy Grail at this time.

To make up for the loss, so let alone any sin, even if the man in front of him gets forgiven, Mary, can still be forgiven.

"Yes, my lord!" George was full of fighting spirit. If he was wearing armor, he would definitely be a cannon fodder officer who had just been fooled onto the battlefield. Unfortunately, he didn't have any strips of cloth on his body, even his little friend under his crotch.

No...I really don't know how he goes to the bathroom in the future.

"My child, put it on." The old man of the pseudo-god condensed his armor with the power of faith in pain, and when he put it on the other party, he wanted to take it back several times.

"This is……"

"This is the battle robe I made for you, child." The old man of pseudo-god gritted his teeth in secret, but his face still had that kind expression, "It will protect you from all dangers, so go fight with confidence and win for me.

victory!"

George was fooled on the spot and his blood was suddenly "bombed" to his head.

"My Lord, please indicate the enemy's position. Your sharpest spear will deal with those pagans!"

The old man of pseudo-god grinded his teeth secretly and thought to himself: "Does this human have a hole in his head? The current pope's brainwashing ability is absolutely strong, but it's too incompetent to rush forward alone, and he doesn't even want to do it himself.

Just think about it, when thousands of people besieged one of them, what was the result? He was the only one who died. Alas, it turns out that wisdom and madness cannot be achieved at the same time."

"My child." The old man of the pseudo-god brewed his feelings, "What you need now is not to attack the pagans, but to rest. When the horn of war sounds again, it is the day when you stick to me. And this

At this moment, you should take off your armor and sleep with peace of mind."

George, who was almost like a brainless fan, was so moved that he burst into tears and cried. For him, the old man in front of him was better than anything else. He was only one-quarter of the chance of walking south.

Can't recognize the southeast, southwest and northwest.

Seeing his brainless fans go further and further, the old man of the pseudo-god also took back his projection. Recently, the plane barrier has been extremely weak, and weaker gods may not be able to do anything. But the main god of the God Cult like him can force it.

When lowering the clone, its function is not only to fool people.

With the rise of natural science, more and more people have been thrown into the arms of unbelievers. Coupled with the red wave that had almost swept the whole world, the foundation of the existence of these gods has been almost shaken. Of course, things

The rise of ideology is one of the reasons, but the biggest is that the false gods cannot bring miracles.

If you cannot declare your existence, you will not be able to prove your authenticity. The number of believers and the quality of your faith will naturally decrease. However, now it is different. This old man of pseudo-god is not only paying attention to the Holy Grail War, he is also in the world

There were countless miracles in the range. It didn't make him tired.

"The situation is getting worse and wrong." The old man of the pseudo-god retracted his gaze and frowned slightly, "Some of these so-called heroic spirits can still find prototypes, while others don't even know me. And that person

The emperor is obviously countless times stronger than before his death. Where did these 'heroes' come from?"

He stepped into the soft chair and gently tapped the wooden armrests with his fingertips.

"And the identity of those visitors from other worlds is also questionable. The real angels should be just legends. They don't have the time or energy to pay attention to all the worlds. Not to mention remote corners like us. However, now they have traveled through the crystal walls

Is it to attack my pseudo-angels?"

The moment the question was raised was vetoed by him.

"No, if it was a crusade, there wouldn't be only two angels coming. The one who came should be a main fleet, so I would have died long ago. Then, would it be an angel who accidentally traveled to this world?"

The old man of pseudo-god shook his head and put this question aside for the time being.

"Abyss Demon... It's such a nostalgic word. Humph, that human being has such a good luck, and he can get such a pure bloodline of demons." The old man's words were filled with a hint of jealousy, as if it was quite glorious to be a demon.

As if, "But I saw two familiar things in a row. This is definitely not a coincidence. The target of that group of people... it would not be me."

The old man of the pseudo-god thought about it and couldn't figure out how to use the two major races of the labor angel and the demon.

"Yeah, you still have to prepare early."

He said he wanted to prepare early, but his body didn't even move.

"How did those strange creatures come from?" Xu Tianshi and Xu Tianye appeared in his mind, and he said to himself with confusion: "Are they a mafia of lizards and humans? They don't look very similar, and they shouldn't have one."

The power that can block my eyes. Alas, even I am a little confused about the world now. Where do those strange things come from?”

The old man of the pseudo-god sighed and looked at the sky. Sometimes floating clouds passed by in the blue sky, but the red cracks were as conspicuous as ink marks on white cloth. This is the "heaven" of the fire of the Gods.

The harm is absolutely impossible to repair without the continuous prayer of more than a hundred years of 100,000 crazy believers.

"Everyone's focus is that 'Holy Grail', what is that thing?" The old man of the pseudo-god looked at his right hand, and the palm that should have been as stable as a rock was trembling slightly, as if he said the word "Holy Grail"

It was enough to make him tremble.

"Absolute wish? Yes, even through the thick plane barrier, I could feel that huge power. It was a great existence that surpassed me, surpassed everything, and even surpassed this world."

Thinking of this, he suddenly took a deep breath.

"If I get the 'Holy Grail', I will be able to completely leave this world and develop in other crystal wall systems. At that time, no matter it is the fleet of abyss demons or the angels, they will not be able to find me at all."

A proud smile flew in a flash, replaced by solemnity.

"Can you really win the Holy Grail by relying on that human and the heroic spirit who don't know where they come from? Well, the power of that rune is very powerful, and even an angel can't stop it. Maybe it can really create miracles. But it's not safe enough

, What I want is a complete solution.”

The old man of pseudo-god slowly stood up and picked up the scepter at his hand.

"Maybe, I should have come..."

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The next day, inside the miniature temple.

"Popular Covenant, you call me?" George pushed open the door and bowed respectfully. After a whole night of rest, he had adjusted his body to the most perfect state. However, the organs that he lost due to the battle yesterday were no longer difficult.

If you want to continue using the rune "private nya", you have to think carefully.

The Pope held a scepter and sat upright on a seat made of gold. His eyes revealed the majesty that was not a mortal, and his faint golden silk wandered in his pupils like a swimming fish. It was originally just a symbolic

The scepter emits a hazy white light at this moment, just like a magical artifact.

"sit."

George stood up and sat down with his waist straight. He didn't know why he did this, but he felt that the Pope's crown today was completely different from yesterday. To be more blasphemous, if the Pope's crown yesterday was still

A mortal who pretends to be a ghost will be a real god today.

Well, it wasn't that God had come to the Pope's crown.

"George, do you know why I called you?" The Pope...or the old man of the pseudo-god pretended to be the Pope. To be honest, although he could get his memory after swallowing the old thing's soul, he was a little nauseous. Maybe he could be

The ingredients are not clean.

"Please show me, the Pope's crown." George became more respectful and his courtesy was flawless. Even if God really came, he would definitely not want others to know his identity, including himself. After all, the light of the true God is too bright.

If you look at it directly, it may hurt your eyes, so God's actions must be for the sake of believers.

The old man of the pseudo-god nodded slowly and said, "George, you are the Lord of this Holy Grail War, and you are the Lord's expectations for you. Now I ask you, do you have the confidence to defeat all enemies and win victory for God?"

The brainless fan George nodded without hesitation.

"Even if your piety will take your life, that's all there to do?"

George instead smiled fanatically and said, "Our glory is our dedication to God!"

The old man of pseudo-god looked at him with satisfaction, and quietly put down the burden in his heart. To be honest, he really doesn't want to descend to earth himself. If he could hide behind the scenes, who would still be willing to rush forward? If he accidentally got killed by a stray bullet

Woolen cloth?

But he needs insurance. It is not his style to pin all his hopes on the brainless fans, because he believes in himself more.

"Go, George." The old man of the pseudo-god was so serious that he did not act like a fake, "Go to defeat all enemies and give the Holy Grail to our Lord!"

"As for the order, the Pope's crown!"

George lifted his spear and retreated from the miniature temple, and finally pulled the two doors up gently.

"Hope, everything goes well."

ps: (I feel... a little watery? Maybe it's a recent mood problem, I'll probably get better tomorrow)