"Gerry! Goll! Li! I have heard of you your name! You are the supreme leader of the entire Almani Diocese! One of the four great apostles of the Orthodox Church of Abraham!"

Yogibe opened his hands suddenly, and the force was so strong that he wanted to break a chain that tied his body. His eyes were also open like a copper bell.

"But, Gregory, I'm not afraid of you! Feel carefully about your incompetence, and then fall into hell with your wrong belief!"

Amid the rumbling thunder, Jogbe's body turned into a fire.

"This is the divine fire that the Supreme God has given me. It is the source of all things and the end of all things. Let's repent, kneel down and pray, that at least it can alleviate the pain you suffer-Gregor..."

Just as Joggibe was about to say the last word "Li" of "Gregori", suddenly a large stream of water poured into his mouth and blocked his voice. His whole body was surrounded by water. The water was salty and there were also seaweed and fish.

Yogibe spread his wings suddenly, and the huge force stirred up a vortex, dividing the water around him. He shook off the water on his body, then waved his wings and rushed straight into the sky!

In the air, he saw an endless sea below. He rushed towards the moon in the sky in anger, but no matter how high he flew, he could not see the coast. And the small fish village and the lighthouse just now had no idea where they went.

Joggibe yelled: "Gregory, you..."

However, before he finished speaking, a mouthful of sea water was poured into his throat. He saw coral reefs, shells, and even several sharks wandering.

Yogibe was really angry. His anger burned the sea water, causing the sea water to roll. Soon, a thick layer of water vapor was covered with the sea surface. Yogibe rushed into the sky again as the water vapor rushed into the sky, shouting with his teeth and claws: "Gregory! Come out for me..."

Before he could finish his words, he was thrown into the sea by Gregori for the third time. Part of his body had been turned back into flesh and blood by Gottfried. So this time, he felt the weight of the sea - the sea squeezed this part of his body from all directions, almost squeezing him.

Unseen fish swam past his eyes, and their heads were full of glowing lights.

When Joggibe climbed out of the sea in disappointment, his body was covered with seaweed. However, the fire on his body was never extinguished.

A small island suddenly appeared below him - before, Yogibe had confirmed that there were no islands or land in this sea area.

Gregory sat on the beach of the island, looking at him with a smile.

"Sorry, you said that the divine fire was ignited on you, and I wanted to try whether it would be extinguished--well, it seems that this is indeed not an ordinary fire."

"Of course this is not ordinary fire!" Jogibe roared angrily, "It wraps the throne of God! I ascend to the seventh heaven and arrive before God. God burned my body and turned my body into a torch, which allowed me to gain the power to control this fire!"

"Are you talking about the "Type of Chariots"? Have you finally measured your so-called "god"? How tall is that god? What kind of throne is it sitting on? What material is its body made of? Is it wood? Or gold?" Gregory spreads his hands and looks like Ren Yogibe attacking, "Come on, tell me the result of measuring the god."

"What is the body made of? Wood? Gold? Are you trying to say, is it just a fake clay doll I saw?"

Joggibe's anger rose to its extreme. It flew to the sky, throwing lightning, flames and storms toward the island where Gregorian was. At the same time, he read to the world with a louder sound than thunder:

"God, great, magnificent!"

"God, brilliant, majestic!"

“God, justice, glory!”

The small island where Gregorian is located is not as big as an ordinary fishing village, but in an instant it was hit by hundreds of lightning. The fire burned the trees, flowers, plants, even soil and rocks on the island. The storm rolled up everything that burned up, turning the entire island into a vortex of flames.

The sound of Yogibe stirred the sea and set off a wave:

"God, fearful, powerful!"

"God, true, respectable!"

"God, authority, supreme!"

The waves were overwhelming, like mountains rising on the sea. They rushed forward and slapped at the island, almost smashing the island to pieces. But the lightning, flames and storms were not affected at all, and continued to destroy everything on the island.

Yogibe was finally tired. He used his voice to calm down the crazy nature gradually.

"God. Powerful, warmth!"

"God, rule, govern!"

"God, mystery, wisdom!"

The world returned to tranquility. The island finally survived by luck, but nothing was left except the charred rocks. It looked pitch black, like a stove after cooking.

Yogibe landed on the island and gasped. Then, he smiled at the sky!

"You've finished speaking? Is this the result of your measurement of the gods?"

The sound that suddenly came into my ears made Yogibe stunned.

"Do you think God is like this? Are you not the ones you just said like praising him for possessing a small piece of silver in front of a king with countless gold?"

In the direction where the sound came, Gregory was walking towards him step by step. His whole body was intact, and even his clothes were not dirty.

Joggibe subconsciously took a step back. But he soon smiled again: "Okay, I admit you hid very quickly. But what can you do to me? I have abandoned my flesh and blood and turned into a spirit body. Nothing in this world can hurt me!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yogibe immediately screamed—his thumb was twisted in an impossible direction.

"So will it hurt if the spirit body is twisted?"

Gregory took another step forward, and Joggibe immediately screamed again - his right index finger was also twisted to an exaggerated angle.

"Yogibet, do you think you have transcended this world? But aren't you still in this world? Otherwise, how could I distort your body?"

Gregory moved forward step by step, and with each step, a limb on Joggibe was twisted. When he walked ten steps away from Joggibe, Joggibe was twisted into a sphere by him.

"I have understood that the so-called ancient church of Abraham is nothing more than a group of demonic bewitched, and there is no need to exist."

Joggibe's screams stirred up the sea again - his body was shattering piece by piece. He knew that he could not escape from Gregori's hands anyway and was about to die here.

"Jogibet, I will give you what you said to me now--to experience your incompetence in the face of infinite, and then fall into hell with your wrong faith."

"unlimited……?"

Hearing this word, Yogibe laughed as hard as he could.

"Gregory... you haven't seen that magic yet, right? You will soon die in the hands of that magic. Because the infinite nature has been completely mastered!"

"nonsense."
Chapter completed!