global cataclysm doomsday game

Everyone raised their heads and stared at Lin An standing in the void.

Incomprehensible and unimaginable.

Lin An, who was bathing in the scorching sun, suddenly burst into golden light, as if a second sun had risen.

He held his right hand empty and used all his mental power to control the golden Polaka plaque on the city gate, and then slammed it into the giant billboard standing at the entrance to the city.

"boom!!"

A deafening bombardment sounded.

The [City of Paradise] inlaid with precious stones broke to the ground with a wail of metal.

Dust was everywhere, and the ground was shaking.

"I declare."

Under the gaze of nearly a million pairs of eyes, Lin An slowly spoke:

"Abolition of all regulations in Polaka, abolition of all nobility."

"From now on, the fairest management will be implemented here and everyone will be treated equally."

"From today on, no one can oppress you anymore, no one will starve to death, and no one will become a slave."

"All sinners will be put to death under judgment!"

The crowd was silent.

The huge changes in a short period of time caused them to lose their ability to think.

Lin An in front of him was like a god descending into the world.

The extraordinary power is shocking.

Being able to execute all the nobles is enough to make them unbelievable.

What Lin An said at this time made them feel like they were dreaming.

"What is this sir...saying!?"

The crowd asked their companions around them in a dreamy manner, fearing that they had heard wrongly.

Many of the people who had come back to their senses were trembling with excitement. They swallowed hard and repeated what they had just said.

"This lord..."

"No!!"

"This god!? Says we don't have to be slaves anymore!?"

Walk on the void and bathe in the holy light.

Everything before my eyes seemed like a fairy tale.

Large swathes of the crowd were breathing rapidly, and before they could escape from the ecstasy of the trial stage, people subconsciously knelt down.

They looked at Lin An in the sky devoutly, and many of them had fanaticism in their eyes.

The crowd was trembling with excitement and murmuring like crazy:

"Yes! It must be the gods! It must be the gods coming to save us!"

"Kneel down quickly! Kneel down quickly!"

Countless people cried bitterly.

Being under constant pain and oppression, their nerves are like taut strings.

The reason and thinking ability were completely overwhelmed by joy at this moment.

The crowd, as dark as ants, knelt on the ground and praised loudly from the bottom of their hearts.

On the city wall, Gao Tian listened to the shouts soaring to the sky with a complex expression, while Anna on the side looked at the sacred Lin An in a daze.

As a safe zone in Troy where politics and religion are integrated, they believe in gods.

In the world after the disaster, relying on the power of faith, Troy gradually developed and grew.

Her father once believed in gods.

Even if no miracle has ever appeared, even if the world has turned into hell, I have never given up my faith.

But from the day the military coup occurred, the faith was shattered.

Anna has heard too many mythological stories and religious fables since childhood.

The scene in front of me is very similar to the story in the myth.

Unable to resist, her eyes were filled with an indescribable look and she burst into tears.

Just like the crowd below the city, the soldiers on the city also fell to their knees under the influence of emotion.

In the huge Polaka safe zone, only four people were left standing in place.

Zhang Tie glanced at Lin An's back with a sigh.

Tell the truth.

Even though he has been following Lin An since he was a child, he knows everything about Lin An.

But every time this time, he couldn't help but wonder, is Lin An really a human being?

Under the massive golden spiritual energy, the emotions of millions of people were infected, and even he had the urge to kneel down.

In and around the city of Polaka, some survivors with poor health fainted in extreme excitement.

Many hungry people were also shaking.

Emotional mobilization consumes physical energy, but many people still have tears and smiles on their faces when they are in a coma.

When the praise and emotions reached their peak, Lin An once again burst out with all his mental power:

"Open the warehouse! Put in grain!"

On the city wall, the soldiers who had been arranged hurriedly got up from the ground, and then cut open the gathered grain bags with knives in reverence.

Tens of thousands of bags of food poured down from the four walls like rain.

The white rice fell in the eyes of the crowd.

Throat throbbing, crazy.

The white rice and flour that only the nobles could enjoy in the past flew up and fell overhead.

Under the control of mental power, food flew all over the sky.

It rained food from the sky.

As Polaka is good at trade, he has accumulated a lot of food in the inner city.

Shocked again and again.

The survivors looked wildly at the rain of food falling above their heads, and countless people fell to their knees, holding their heads high and wailing.

"Mi! It's rice!"

"Grain! It's all grain!!"

"We won't be hungry anymore! We won't be hungry anymore!"

The survivors, dressed in rags and hungry, were crying and laughing at the same time. They scratched the ground with their hands quickly, ignoring the dirty muddy water, and started eating.

The rickety man holding the iron pot behind him hugged his child tightly, and then kicked the "pork" cooking in the iron pot to the ground.

His voice was hoarse, but he could only cry like a mute.

Next to the container, a mother with a shriveled chest held a broken bowl piously on her head. The child in her arms didn't know what was happening.

The crowd in ecstasy did not fight for food, everyone stood still in extreme joy.

There is so much food that once precious food can now fall into your mouth just by opening your mouth.

The excited and hungry survivors struggled to open their eyes under the shaking of their companions, and then stared blankly at the rain of food falling from the sky.

The eyes are blurred and in awe.

With his eyes barely open, Lin An stood in the void with a smile on his face, as if he really was the savior that countless people longed for.

Emotions explode.

Nearly a million survivors began to spontaneously shout Lin An's name.

First a group, then a group, then the whole city.

The mountains roared and the tsunami roared, and everyone chanted Lin An's name from the bottom of their hearts.

The voice is like a torch.

If fanaticism has temperature, then Polaka at this time is the core of the sun.

"Lin An!! Lin An!! Lin An!!"

"Lin An!!"

...

The shouts became louder and louder, and the crowd fainted due to lack of oxygen while shouting without any gaps.

Forty photographers holding cameras trembled as they felt the shouts of the whole city. Driven by their emotions, they even couldn't help but shout loudly.

The whole world seemed to have only one voice.

At the edge of the outer city, several middle-aged people holding white papers fell to their knees with trembling lips. They used their bodies as desks and quickly wrote on the paper with black pens in their hands:

"12:47 noon on July 21, 2033, the first month and three days after the disaster."

"The former sinful place - Polaka."

"The spirit comes to earth."

"His name."

"Lin An."