Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

"Yes!" The plane spirit slowly kowtowed, his face pious and excited.

Its plane will have one more Shura God!

He is even a Shura god with an eleventh-level high-level god as his puppet!

"Waiting for your news! I wish you can take down that damn despicable and shameless human Shura God as soon as possible!"

After saying that, the spirit of the plane slowly floated into the facial light group.

But the next moment.

"Right." Lin Fan suddenly said: "Wait, there is something else."

The plane stopped for a moment and asked respectfully: "God, please tell me."

"I heard... that there is a threat to my Ocean Temple in your plane." Lin Fan looked at the plane spirit with cold eyes, "A song, right?"

"Lord God, you are kidding me." The spirit of the plane whispered: "My world already belongs to you."

"That song will never come out."

Remember m in one second.

"My children have forgotten that song long after your father conquered us with his glory and made us realize our mistakes."

Lin Fan nodded: "Do you still have the score?"

"There should be none." The plane spirit whispered: "My children have buried their history and their mistakes. Now, all the books and music scores are in praise of you, and they are all in the library of the Consecration Association. Treasured in it.”

Lin Fan nodded. It seemed that the face spirit didn't know the whereabouts of the music score.

Or, there really is no score.

However, the library of the Enshrinement Association... you can check this place.

"Go back." Lin Fan waved his hand.

"Yes, my God." The plane spirit looked pious and slowly floated back into the plane of light. "I will always believe in you."

Lin Fan: "..."

The last time we met, we were beaten to a bloody head.

Lin Fan couldn't imagine what this plane spirit would look like when he learned that the young master of the Ocean Temple whom he was in awe of turned out to be the despicable and shameless human Shura God...

But it's definitely exciting.

Watching the plane spirit return to its plane again, Lin Fan took off his mask again and exhaled.

"Next, it's time to break into the orcs."

"Although it was quite embarrassing before, now I should be able to live in peace with them."

Lin Fan picked up the mirror, checked the pattern between his eyebrows again, and finally considered the plan again.

"Puja meeting, library."

Lin Fan said softly.

This was where he was going to check.

Immediately, Lin Fan slowly reached out and touched the plane of light.

At the moment of contact.

"Uh-huh!"

The plane of light expanded like flowing water and enveloped Lin Fan. When the plane of light returned to its original shape, Lin Fan had disappeared.

Among the tenth level planes.

"Brothers, keep going!"

"Let the gods feel the piety of our orcs!"

"Thanks to the gods, we were able to survive from the hands of the pagan last time. We must build this statue for the gods!"

"The pagan last time was God's punishment for our ungodly faith! We must let God see our piety!"

"Don't feel tired, this is atonement! We are born guilty, and it is God who gives us the way to redemption!"

Under the scorching sun, millions of orcs were working hard to carve stones, their eyes wild, as if they couldn't feel tired.

There were priests from the worship association all around making arrangements with the design drawings, and everyone's face was filled with incomparable piety.

They want to build a statue of a god that is a hundred meters high for the god who came last time.

It has been a day and a half since the last time the gods came. This world that was almost destroyed has healed quickly under the pious prayers, and it is no different from before.

Perhaps it was the protection of the gods. Although the pagan was powerful last time, he did not cause the death of a single orc.

This made the orcs even more pious.

And while many orcs were working enthusiastically.

"Click!"

In the center of the field, a shattering sound came, and the gap in space suddenly opened.

"who?"

"what happened?"

The orcs looked at the gap in space in astonishment, and saw a young man holding a knife slowly walking out of it.

Senran temperament.

Dark as the knife of the abyss.

That figure looks extremely familiar!

It's the pagan!

In just an instant, the expressions of countless orcs changed drastically, as if they were facing a formidable enemy!

"It's him!"

"Here he comes again!"

"Damn infidels!"

These orcs have seen how powerful this heretic is!

but.

Even so, none of the orcs retreated. Although their faces were fearful, there was no trace of fear, and their eyes were full of madness and piety!

"No retreat!"

"Let the gods see our piety!"

"The time for redemption has come!"

"Fight for the gods!"

As the chosen one of God, the high priest of the worship association was wearing a white robe, holding a golden scepter that symbolized divine power, and walked slowly forward, loudly saying: "Array!"

"Crash!"

"Roar!"

The tall orcs quickly formed an array, and in just an instant, millions of orcs were arrayed in order!

"Ode!" the high priest shouted again.

"God gives us everything, God forgives our sins, God's glory shines on the world, and all those who disobey God will eventually..."

There seemed to be only one voice left in the world, and this voice covered up the sound of the wind and everything else.

The orcs uniformly chanted God's hymn, and the sacred melody echoed. There was no trace of fear in the orcs' eyes, only burning faith and madness!

Even if they knew that the heretic in front of them could kill them all, they were not afraid!

After all, God is watching them!

"Fight for God!"

The high priest said loudly.

Just a moment.

"Kill this infidel!"

"Capture him, tie him to a pillar, and burn him at the stake!"

"The fire will purify his soul! Burn him to death!"

"How dare he come back! Kill!"

Millions of orcs roared towards Lin Fan with their devout faith in the gods and the determination to die.

Even if the young man in front of them can repel them with just one blow, they are not afraid!

but.

The imaginary knife did not appear.

Facing those millions of orcs, Lin Fan did not draw his sword or even resist. Instead, he covered his forehead and allowed himself to be knocked to the ground by an orc's huge fist!

Then, there were countless orcs’ furious hammer blows!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The huge fist, packed with raw power, hit Lin Fan hard.

Of course, these fists have no lethality to Lin Fan, a high-ranking god. After all, with the strength of a god here, he could have hit the Free Nation's fighter jets head-on.

But Lin Fan still screamed and just covered his forehead, as if to protect something.

The chaotic scene lasted for half an hour. Finally, the high priest noticed something was wrong and raised his staff again: "Stop it!"

For a moment, the orc stopped.

After all, the high priest is the one who exercises authority on behalf of God. When God is not around, he is God’s spokesperson!

The high priest walked slowly, and the orcs also made way for the high priest.

Finally, the high priest stopped in front of Lin Fan, who was lying on the ground and covering his forehead.

"Why don't you fight back?" The high priest looked at Lin Fan, a heretic, with a serious look.

Lin Fan, who was covering his forehead with blood all over his face, slowly raised his head, looked at the high priest, and said in a trembling voice: "How could I do something to my own family!"

At this moment, his eyes were clear, cordial and warm!

It's as if these orcs are his blood relatives!

High Priest: "???"

Orcs: "???"

For a moment, the orcs were confused.

This kid must have taken the wrong medicine!

They almost killed us last time!

As a result, this time, if you don’t fight back even if you get beaten, why do you still call us family?

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