The Demon’s Menu

Cut across? !

He was stunned, then his face was filled with amazement and anger.

You lied to God!

How could such a sword just be cut across!

However, he could not speak any more words. His body of ‘advent’ had been completely broken at this moment, which was no longer sufficient to support his continued existence.

However, before returning, He stared at Avent with his eyes.

I will be back!

You wait for me!

He conveyed this message with his eyes.

Not a threat.

Instead, He really does.

Avent, wearing a mask, responded calmly with his eyes.

Snapped!

In the sound of cracked porcelain, the body of the Pope's near minister was completely shattered, without any blood floating, but crystal-like powder, scattered all over the place.

The holy white disappeared directly.

A little bit of scarlet was again in the bones on the ground.

Only a little twisted breath began to take off slowly.

Evant ‘watched’ this distortion and took another breath, slowly, very slowly, as before.

then……

The long sword is immediately sheathed!

Huh!

Jianguang flashed.

Long sword returned to sheath.

The twisted breath suddenly spread out.

He threatened him.

How can he let the other party leave easily.

"mortal!"

"How dare you kill God!"

"Do you know what you did?"

In the scattered breath, the sound echoed like a thunder in Avent's mind, and at the same time, a huge figure like a heaven and earth began to appear in Avent's mind.

He overlooked Avent.

"Originally you still have a chance to live."

"but now?"

"You really take your own way!"

With that said, the giant stretched out his hand and grabbed Avent.

The palm covered the sky in Avent's vision, and a breath of destruction came across.

"Do you really think you can kill God?"

"We are already an existence that you do not understand."

"You are in our eyes ... not even as ants."

boom!

With this sentence, the giant's palm was pressed down hard.

The earth trembles, and it can even be said that it is falling apart.

Avent disappeared.

The giant can confirm.

Therefore, He became more disdainful.

"Although I lost a little, it is good to get such a strong body. This is much stronger than the previous" container ". Next, I will collect more sacrifices ..."

The giant muttered to himself.

However, His voice stopped quickly.

Because a sharp breath condenses before Him.

The next moment, Avent appeared.

Avent, who was not wearing a night owl mask, had a sensible look.

"This is your strength?"

"interesting."

He said this, raising his right hand, the **** index finger straight, ring finger little finger inside buckle, the thumb pressed on the first finger of the ring finger, punctured directly.

See nothing special.

The giant did not feel threatened.

Then the giant broke again.

Just as before.

This time it was

"Straight?"

He asked in a daze.

"No."

Avent shook his head, curiosity appeared on his face, waiting for Avent's answer, and Avent said nonchalantly: "This is: sword finger.

The giant's eyes widened, and he looked at Avent with anger.

He thought it was insulting him.

He subconsciously roared.

but……

Snapped!

He shattered.

Different from the previous fragmentation, this fragmentation is all that He entered here, fragmented.

"‘ God '? "

"What's the difference with those who are blinded by greed?"

"more……"

"Unbearable."

With such words, Event's consciousness returned to his body.

There was no joy or excitement in the face behind his mask.

It seems that beheading a **** is common to him.

In fact, it is the same.

He believed that his sword could kill ordinary people, and that his sword could kill gods.

Because, in Avent's opinion, the deity was really like watching ordinary people.

Apart from being strong, it is no different.

Moreover, the heart is more distorted.

In his consciousness space, he was able to feel this clearly, and in order to confirm, he was hard hit by the other party.

Such a blow is enough to let Event understand what the other party is like.

Greedy to twisted.

Without reason, it seems sober, but it is ... crazy.

Completely driven by instinct.

Such existence is really terrible.

Especially when they are still a group.

Avent raised his head involuntarily and looked into the sky.

There are more such guys there.

Does he want to kill these guys?

Otherwise, being stared by these guys always feels uncomfortable.

He's just fine.

What if these guys stare at Esther?

What if Esther got married to the lady Jennifer and gave birth to eleven or two children?

What if they do n’t know how to ruin the peace of 'Straight'?

No!

I can't afford such a loss!

I am not afraid of retaliation, but my loved ones are not good!

They are too weak!

and so……

They must be wiped out and killed!

Otherwise, I will have trouble sleeping and sleeping!

Thinking of this, the face behind Aventus's mask became serious, and his eyes became sharper, with a sword-like spirit, and he rose to the sky.

Jianyi didn't break up, but instead gathered together!

In the moonlight, this sword meaning is like a sword in the true sense, stabbing straight into the sky.

Ah, ah!

The screams spread outside the sky.

But in the ears of ordinary people, there was thunderous thunder.

Several indescribable ghosts quickly hid from the sky.

Avent frowned.

His sword worked, but it didn't meet expectations, because ... someone blocked it.

Avent turned to look at the woods aside.

A rickety old man with gray hair appeared in a white robe. The other party's footsteps were very slow, which was much slower than the youth he showed.

Cough, cough.

After just a few steps, the other party could no longer suppress it. After a cough, a little scarlet appeared on the other party's chest.

Then, with a thump, the opponent fell to the ground.

But even if it became this look, the other party still looked at the sky religiously.

"Do not disrespect‘ God ’.”

"Everything we have is given by 'God'."

"We deserve to be grateful."

As he said, the other party bowed respectfully to the night sky.

"Hawthorne!"

Avent's voice became cold.

Hawthorne, the Pope of the 'Temple'.

For the evaluation of this pope, all forces are quite high.

Because most people agree that the other party has kept the ‘temple’ and allowed the ‘temple’ to continue.

Even from some aspects, it can be said that without Hawthorne, there would be no ‘temple’ in the new century.

And Avent has an extraordinary understanding of Hawthorne in front of him.

He would not believe that Hawthorne was a person with true faith.

Even if there is ...

Nor will it be God.

And why is this gesture?

The other party is just a pretense to follow the trend.

The other side took him a sword.

The body is about to break.

As for why the other party did this?

Avent looked at the calm night sky again, and the sneer in his mouth grew colder.

"Your look really makes me sick."

Evant said lightly.

"Just that way you got sick?"

"You really haven't seen you look sick."

"Avent, do you want to meet?"

Hawthorne asked with a smile.

"Do not."

Evant shook his head very simply.

"Look, you always reject me like this."

"It used to be."

"It is."

"Just ... I hope you won't regret it in the future."

The ‘Temple’ contemporary pope just sat on the ground and looked at Avent, with a smile on the old face, as if talking with a friend, his tone was relaxed and eager.

"future?"

"Are you sure you can see my future?"

"Are you sure that you, or the real you?"

Aventus ironically.

"of course!"

"I'm sure and sure!"

"Otherwise, why do you think I agree with Lawrence's proposal?"

"He wants to take revenge on Edmund."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Destroy the Ang City filled with" heretics "?"

"Hahaha!"

"Do not make jokes!"

"Angseong is a very good city I've ever seen, and it's also the city I've longed for the most, 'heresy?'

"Nonsense."

Hawthorne, the contemporary pope, said so, enough to subvert the words of the 'Temple'.

His laughter was full of teasing, more of a sarcasm.

For more than a dozen seconds, Hawthorne laughed out of breath, and this laughter stopped.

He touched the soil around his legs, with memories on his face.

"The man chose to live here in seclusion."

"The soil here attracts that one."

"But the soil is so ordinary in my hands."

"Why are you saying?"

Hawthorne asked Avent.

Avent watched the other, and after a few seconds, a slightly contemptuous expression appeared.

"You will never understand."

"When you send a part of you there, you will never understand."

"You will only be them."

"Then, it becomes distorted."

Evant's voice was cold and telling the truth.

"There?"

"What's wrong?"

Hawthorne pointed to the night sky, and then his palms were raised a little higher, to indicate exactly what he was referring to.

Then, the contemporary pope continued.

"I used to be pious and think that God is omnipotent and omniscient."

"until……"

"That one appears!"

"He punched the old century with a punch."

"He punched the new century with one punch."

"When the mushroom cloud ascended to heaven, I knew what I should do."

"He became my goal!"

"But, my talent is so bad that I can't even see his back, so ... I chose the way that suits me."

"You said that me, maybe not me, how could I make such a small mistake?"

"I have already prepared."

The contemporary pope said and stood up.

He slapped the dirt slowly, then clapped his hands.

Crack, crack.

In the crisp sound, a set of walnut furniture appeared.

They consist of three parts, a table, a high-back chair and a gorgeous office chair.

Hawthorne sat in the high-back chair and picked up the quill pen on the table, and began to write something on the human paper.

"Are you sure?"

Distorted sounds came from the office chair.

Hawthorne smiled.

"of course."

"Otherwise why should I rebuild the" Temple "?"

"Isn't it just for the transaction at this time?"

"Sacrifice everything I have created in the 'Temple' ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ which does not include any sense of 'I' helping me in that place is still me!"

Hawthorne said clearly.

"Transaction complete!"

The distorted sound falls.

The entire set of furniture disappeared.

The exhausted Hawthorne simply fell to the ground again.

He looked up at Avent.

Then, he lowered his voice.

Speak at a volume that only two people can hear

"How about we also make a deal?"

"Well, according to young people now, you need one ..."

"Agent?"