The Endless Shuttle

Weep for such terrible, such appalling final trials that mankind will have to face no matter what in the future.

"I...the only thing I resent is standing in front of you as a god."

If it were not for God, Jesus Christ would not have failed so quickly.

If it wasn't for God, Wanxiang Wuwu wouldn't have denied him so much.

If protoss, if human, if hero—

No if.

This is the core horror of the "everything is useless" appearance, just like the analog star map "Avesta" imitates the opposite of the gods' cosmology, as long as they are gods and fantasy species based on human history, Lopez It is their supreme natural enemy.

"Good night."

After saying goodnight, the Son in front of Luo Pei disappeared.

All that remains is an empty shell of the spirit.

The new Son was born instantly on the wreckage of the old Son, but this time it was no longer the same Jesus Christ.

It is a combination of Cthulhu mythology and biblical mythology in human history, a deformed child, a puppet manipulated by Rope at will.

Except for the God who is still fighting alone in the three digits, the gods of the Bible have been completely tampered with and replaced now after an unknown number of years have passed in Hakoniwa.

Like a harvest year, endless power poured into Luo Pei's body.

Darkness is brewing, darkness is roaring.

After gathering the black mist, under the blessing of the perpetual motion machine, its own divinity, and the power from the harvest, the divinity of Rope's "dark matter" grew at a terrifying rate.

The double-digit Garden of Eden was affected by this force, the earth lost its gravitational traction, and countless hills, rivers, and rocks floated upwards, turning the outer gate on the upper floor of Hako Garden into something that can only be admired in history.

The world axis in the center of Hakoniwa, the most sublime thing closest to the two-digit outer gate, was dyed in pitch black.

Manipulating the already useless two-digit Son, Luo Pei took out the spirituality of Jesus Christ again.

"Listen to the oracle."

"The sacred scriptures will change at this moment, and the holy people will become more holy at this moment."

"This is Paradise, this is Hell, and this is the world—you are undoubtedly in the world."

"Worship, cast aside, a new day will begin again."

For Bible believers, communities and individuals with the gift of the Bible system, this day is the darkest day.

No matter how the pantheon of the Bible changes in the future, whether it is good or bad, depraved or corrupt or sublime, it will never return to its original appearance.

The strongest religion of mankind has finally lost to the greatness of human uselessness.

The two-digit "full power domain", the "Holy Son" Jesus Christ, died in disguise!

Chapter 69 The Black Death and the Last Days of the Gods

The three-digit palace, the twelve-day palace of Dharma protectors.

Although in terms of the general situation in Hakoniwa, the Guardian Twelve Heavens had already declared war on those pro-utopian gods, but the battle of gods was not like mortals, who swarmed up with swordsmen at every turn.

Meticulous planning, strategies calculated in units of ten years and hundreds of years, and the gradual erosion of the community are the main themes of Hakoniwa now. Violent nonsense like the dawn period has been completely eliminated in history. After all, they don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, they also have to consider Hakoba itself.

In the corner of the majestic hall, Di Shitian was doing nothing as usual.

A man with blue hair and a single ponytail, with his right hand supporting the wall, uses his handsome appearance to outline a gentle smile that confuses most women.

And the one who was forced to the corner by him was a mature maid with embarrassing expression and obvious features of a woman.

"How are you thinking, ma'am? I believe you must be very lonely? I can completely understand your distress, but it doesn't matter now. I am here, and Di Shitian will solve all your troubles."

"Lord Di Shitian, I have a husband..."

"It's okay, I have a wife too."

If this scene is spread outside, no one will believe that this salty man will be the head of the Hakoniwa War Gods, the famous Emperor of Heaven.

But this is undoubtedly the truest side of Di Shitian.

He is not the kind of god who cuts off all emotions and desires.

Good wine, good gambling, good wife.

Di Shitian, who was commented by Dharma protector Twelve Heavens and his family members as "full of five poisons", his interests are really hard to flatter. He especially likes mature women who are married and have spouses.

One of them was so sensational that even Di Shitian himself was cursed to become a woman.

Looking at it now, Lord Tiandi didn't have the slightest intention of introspection.

Soon, before Di Shitian continued to say some love words to his wife and maid, a long spear flew at an extremely fast speed, and hit Di Shitian's neck with precision without letting the power leak, cutting him hard. Entering the strong walls of the palace, the maid next to her did not suffer any harm.

Two gods, a man and a woman, walked in from the main entrance of the main hall.

The male had a radiance like the sun, covered his face and kept sighing, as if he couldn't stand Di Shitian's behavior very much. The female is a young girl with a single ponytail and armor like an ancient Japanese samurai.

The spear just now was obviously from the hand of the girl god.

The maid hurriedly saluted.

"I have seen the two adults Ritian and Bishamonten!"

"You step back, don't feel embarrassed by Di Shitian's harassment." "Sunday" Surya said gently.

The maid blushed and nodded.

"I understand. Lord Ditian warned us not to be tempted by Lord Di Shitian..."

After speaking, she quietly backed away.

"It's disgusting!"

The girl wearing the general's armor made a majestic voice, and her eyes were on Di Shitian who was rubbing his neck from among the rubble.

"Lord Di Shitian, the whole box garden is in chaos now. It's still in wartime, and the subordinates are so busy that they even want to borrow cat's paws, but you, as the leader, are staying safely in the base camp to moleste the maid?"

"Xiao Qianxin, isn't it too much to treat the leader of your twelve-day Dharma guardian like this... If I hadn't reacted quickly to the attack just now, it would have been really troublesome."

Indra made a weak protest.

The girl raised her willow eyebrows, exuding an air of calm and prestige.