I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

"This gentleman who is accompanied by cattle, please let me see where you have the confidence to say 'it's not too late'."

Under Laurian's gaze, Jerome turned into ashes and drifted away from bottom to top.

The latter smiled and bowed in imitation of gentleman's etiquette: "I'm very curious, whether your Holy Shield can handle it this time.

"Hahahaha...bye, Mr. Confidence.

As Jerome was completely reduced to ashes, the invisible waves spread in all directions at superluminal speed.

Soon, the entire northern part of the Philippines was included, and some cities in southern Europe were also affected.

Change happened.

Citizens and soldiers saw intermittent black lines emerging from all polluters, whether they were dead corpses or living creatures still on the attack.

They are only about one-third the thickness of a baby's arm, and the whole body is cylindrical.

Just because the surface is black and looming in the air, it lacks three-dimensional sense, just like pencil scribbles.

These black lines float upward, defying gravity.

The people and soldiers retreated in the rubble, and the heartbeat was clearly audible in the dead silence.

In the field of vision, thousands of black lines converged in mid-air, and then meandered toward the distant horizon.

The same scene is happening everywhere.

Some soldiers were bold and tried to touch the black line of 623 with a firearm, but the barrel of the gun swept over directly.

The latter doesn't seem to exist at all, it's just some kind of group hallucination.

But when his fingertips touched, the whole person suddenly froze in place, and the surface of his body quickly turned black, as if he had been burned into charcoal.

The soldier hurriedly stepped back, looked at his hands in horror, and wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only squeeze out a hoarse noise.

The charring became heavier and heavier, and the back of his hand had obvious cracks.

"..."

The knuckles fell off, followed by the whole hand breaking from the wrist, and the next second, his whole body collapsed.

Everyone around screamed and backed away.

In the eyes of everyone shrinking in fear, a new black line rose from the corpse and merged into the mighty army.

With the help of the members of the Holy Shield, the envoy of the spiritual power flame burned the nearby black lines, but it did not play a half role at all.

In this area with a vertical span of more than 3,000 kilometers and a horizontal span of more than 5,500 kilometers, the dense black lines are gathering over the central point in an irresistible state.

The phantom slowly condenses.

Its main body is cylindrical, like a pillar, and the shape of the collapsed flesh at the top converges inward, gradually turning into a looming human-shaped shadow.

A black thread at the end connects it, like an extended tentacle, and like an umbilical cord that provides nutrients.

In any city where polluters have appeared, no matter how far apart, this image appears in people's field of vision.

Compared to the size of those powerful monsters, it is actually not large, even if the pillars are included, it is only two or three meters high.

If it weren't for the effect of some unknown force, ordinary people couldn't even see it hanging high in the sky.

But at the moment when this shadow appeared, it seemed that the cold wind that would last ten thousand years had stagnated.

All the colors in the world seem to be fading away, leaving only the dim leaden black, and that shadow is the eternal protagonist.

"Plop...plop..."

The heart seemed to be hanging from a stone, and its beating became slower and slower, and people who were under-oxygenated were suffocated by a suffocation-like syncope.

Many people's hands are shaking.

But they don't even know why they tremble, this seems to be a natural instinct.

In the Gallobarri City, Louise pulled out the shielding light curtain early.

Infinite holy white light falls from the sky like flowing water, setting off this place as if it were a divine kingdom on earth.

Those lucky enough to hide behind the edge of the light curtain saw with their own eyes the strange behavior of the people outside.

This makes them both grateful to the war angels, but also fearful, and at the same time worried about the fate of others.

Looking at the images sent back from the front line, in the supreme command center of the coalition forces, the exhalation of senior generals from various countries was half a beat slower.

"This is... a god? 39

There is no need for a huge body size, no powerful magic techniques are used, and just floating in the clouds will bring almost substantial oppression to the world.

This is the gap from the person.

If it is described by dimension theory, the existence of level 6 of the spiritual power system is a high-dimensional creature in the true sense.

(ccdf) Beings don't need to understand him, just looking directly at him will raise awareness, knowing that they can't fight it with all their efforts.

"No, strictly speaking, this should only be a projection of a god-level creature." Albert said.

Everyone looked at him.

Albert went on to explain:

"Gods are separated from ordinary biological structures and are purely regular creatures. If their ontology unfolds in reality, they will be large enough to drown the Blue Star. 99

"In that state, they only need to poke lightly, and human beings will be wiped out. Whether the Blue Star can exist or not is two things.

"Not to mention supernova explosions, even the super-large black hole in the center of the Milky Way can't hurt them in the slightest.

"For current human technology, the word "god" means absolutely no solution.

Some people clenched their fists, some people gritted their teeth secretly, and they all truly realized how insignificant human beings are in front of such a strong person.

Not to mention that humans have not yet completely left their home planet, even if extraterrestrial civilizations appear in most science fiction movies, Level 6 existences can turn them into cosmic dust.

Between the mortal gods lies a bottomless black abyss of despair.

And this also reflects the importance of the Holy Shield.

Looking at the screen, people from all over the world fell into a state of confusion, and the coalition generals did not know why the Holy Shield did not start.

They only know that there must be an important reason for the Aegis.

Facing the existence of gods, mankind can only pin all their hopes on the ancient organization that has guarded mankind for a long time.

"Must...must win.

Albert hears a general's lieutenant praying.

The shadow that appeared over the northern part of the Philippine Continent was the avatar of a god of silt-bottomed pillars, which existed on the basis of countless people.

But his goal is not the lives of hundreds of millions of local people.

It should be said that the goal of the entire silt is never the life of human beings, they are just the pawns of the supreme sword of silt, Daoguo.

The purpose of making such a big move this time is the same.

Right now, this Pillar of God's clone intends to bypass the impregnable barrier with the help of the connection between many human beings and the consciousness layer.

Therefore, the Hun people are not in danger for the time being.

And the president and the others are waiting for a window of half-crossing.

The void has been vibrating strongly at this moment, which is the result of the mutual locking and confrontation between the will of the bottom of the bottom and the president.

The Great Sage, who had just been promoted, was also entangled by the will of the two pillar gods.

But they still made up their minds to chop off the hand that crossed the border, so that the evil spirits at the bottom would know what pain is and what taboos cannot be violated.

No matter how many gods die, they are not as shocking as the fall of a pillar god.

So have to wait.

When the guy couldn't go up or down and was stuck in a dilemma, he directly followed the connection between the clone and the deity, and defeated one of them.

Albert knew all this, but he couldn't say it.

In the middle of the wilderness, a blond figure with almost no breath, sitting alone on the top of the solitary stone, the red dragon pattern on the shoulder armor is lifelike.

The long sword sank into the stone.

She clenched the hilt of the sword a little bit, looked up at the shadows in the sky, her eyes were as sharp as a beast ready to go...