Gods only need one thought to kill mortals.

There is no need for so-called "skills", nor does it mean that people call "God's punishment". If the gods really want to kill people, they just need to "think".

The God of Literature can easily split human beings into countless words in one thought and destroy them. The God of Death only needs to wave his own sickle to directly send death to others. The God of Booming can look at it with one look.

It can cause life to collapse. The goddess of life just needs to raise her hand to harvest any life.

However, these are all based on the gods in their own court and can completely control their own authority. Just as the god of literature leaves his own court, he cannot use the power of reality and fantasy all the time. The goddess of life is like this.

Without the gods in this world, they need to possess the Goblin who is an experimental subject to assassination of Zhou Li, which is funny and absurd.

Now, as the ancient god who controls the power of the new god, the false not only does not use authority to completely crush Zhou Li, but also his original subordinates are strange. Now, in order to kill Zhou Li, he is willing to leave without hesitation.

The Gospels give up the opportunity to become a new God, and also project their entities into the real world and kill the men who humiliate him before them.

It seems that the false that could not be killed appeared on his own initiative, which was a manifestation of his anger and shame. However, Zhou Li did not despise the false because of this. On the contrary, such falsehood made him feel even more difficult.

God gives above and below God.

Although the falsehood can be killed now, the question is, who can kill him?

"Trouble..."

Zhou Li looked at the terrifying monster gradually condensed in front of him and sighed. At this time, Toreya and Lin Zi had been completely suppressed by the monster transformed into "black goats". They were gasping for breath, but they couldn't suck in any of them.

The air and the feeling of powerless suffocation gradually covered their chests, and the pain filled every inch of the nerves.

"The wind is tight..."

After snapping his fingers, two different colors of void gates bloomed from behind the four. Zhou Li first threw Toreya and Lin Zi into the purple void gate, and then he took a last look at the cocoon that was about to break out of his cocoon.

The black goat that came out smiled, then took Eluma into the silver Void Gate.

“What’s the situation?”

In the void, Kaya, Linghai, Lin Ling, Don Quixote and Elli quickly surrounded them. This morning, Zhou Li sent them to various trusted associations, among which Elli was sent to the Berserkers.

The union, Linghai and Linling are in charge of the Neil Chamber of Commerce, Kaya, Linghai and Don Quixote are on standby in the void, ready to gather everyone together at any time.

In fact, Zhou Li had already prepared to collect all the weird things.

He had long expected that the weirdness would come again and that it would be dispatched in full force. But Zhou Li never told anyone about this phenomenon, because he knew that the Gospels could monitor all human beings who were not in close contact with him. Once the Gospels had

Knowing that you can turn those seemingly useless "papers" into your own help, the Gospels will definitely take back the weirdness and not even send them out.

Therefore, in the first batch of grotesque confrontations between humans, the humans were at a disadvantage and were seriously injured, to a certain extent, because Zhou Li did not have an early warning. But because of this, Zhou Li completed his plan and transformed grotesque.

Become your own help.

Linghai and Kaya acted as transport personnel in this plan. In fact, in just a few hours, Kaya and Kaya and Kaya have traveled back and forth between reality and the void hundreds of times, if it weren't for these two people one.

If they own the kingdom of Calis and the space of Void, they would have died long ago.

"As expected."

Zhou Li sighed, scratched his head and said innocently: "I didn't expect this literary god to be fake. I kept teasing him. Now it's anxious, tearing his face and showing his true form, and is about to kill me."

"Then are you still so calm?"

Lin Zi, who finally recovered, supported her knees and said unhappily: "Speak in advance, I was almost scared to death by that monster."

"I don't know what level of his eavesdropping ability is."

Zhou Li rubbed his eyebrows, and now he was a little anxious. He was not an omniscient and omnipotent god, and he did not expect that the God of Literature was so stupid and cute. He took a paper and pen to go out to sea and was killed.

At first I really thought that was the god of literature, and I was not ready to reveal that black powder was false.

In fact, until the false appearance was revealed, Zhou Li didn't know that there was still this one. At that time, he was proud to reveal the hypocritical face of the God of Literature, waiting for the God of Literature to be angry and angry, and finally compromised. But he never expected that

The God of Literature is really anxious.

Why are you anxious when you say a few words?

This was what Zhou Li thought at that time. He didn't expect that the false god was so easy to break the defense. He caused him real harm in just two sentences. When the false revealed his nature, he thought that Zhou Li had guessed it long ago.

I am my identity, so I am calm and expressionless.

In fact, Zhou Li had only one sentence at that time.

Who the hell are you?

What about my pure and good literature god?

However, Zhou Li did not mess up the general direction, and he still relied on various tactics to deal with the false god who showed his true face. Then, something even more unexpected happened to him.

The false god is even more fragile than he expected.

He's fucking broken again.

Really, Zhou Li has never been so tired. He didn't expect that he could manage it for a long time. The false god who even the god of literature dared to plot against was ruined by his own words. He broke the defense to the extreme and directly extinguished it.

The table is no longer fun.

"Is there any other way?"

Facing everyone's inquiry, Zhou Li, who had been thinking about it, shook his head, and then nodded. Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Zhou left and said, "Yes, but I'm not sure."

"Tell me, blindly retreating can only fail, and you may succeed even if you fight."

Don Quixote, who was standing up beside him, stood up and said calmly: "As of now, twenty-three people have been killed and seventeen people have been injured in the Guardian Shield. There are still sixty-one people who have retained their combat power. They can be dispatched at any time."

"The City Defense Forces counted 9,800 people to retain their combat effectiveness."

In the void, a silver door opened, and Ista, who was wrapped in a bandage on his right arm, walked out of the door. He looked at Zhou Li and said firmly: "The third, fourth and fifth legions retain 100% combat power,

The Second Legion retains 25% of its combat power, while the Sixth Legion retains a total of four people."

"The Templars' First, Second, and Fourth Teams retain a total of 50% of their combat power, about 1,000 people."

The purple door opened, and Christine, who had a hideous scar on her face, walked out of the purple door. He forced his eyes to open and said in a trembling voice: "The Third Squad, Destroy."

Zhou Li knew what this sentence meant, but he didn't answer, but walked to Christine and patted his shoulder, and nodded silently.

"Contact all other professional unions, and all the Jordanian people who can fight."

Zhou Li looked at everyone. He was not frivolous or playful at this time. He thought for a while, took out the medal of the Grand Consul from his top pocket, put it on his chest, and then tidied up his clothes.

"Tell them that the war has begun."

His eyes drooped slightly, but he could not hide the cold light. Zhou Li seemed to have made up some decision, and his hands hanging beside him tightly clamped, and blue veins bulged.

My war has begun.

The weirdness reappeared.

However, this time the weirdness is different from the two previous ones. The weirdness that appears for the first time is a monster projected on humans. They have a general appearance of humans and a human body, but they are cruel and bloodthirsty.

, likes killing.

The second weirdness appeared, they did not have human bodies, but had different appearances like in mythological stories. Although they were also killing, their eyes were extremely empty and easily seen as being manipulated.

And the weirdness that happened this time was a real disaster.

They, no, have extremely strange appearances, and seem to be the evil monster shadows created by the ancient god's unintentional murmur. Their bodies are very twisted, as if they are spliced ​​together by flesh and blood that do not belong to the same creature, which makes people see

I feel crazy for a moment.

The interlacing of blood and flesh, the exposed teeth of the skeleton, and the dislocation of the body of the limbs.

This is the unconscious dream of those crazy ancient gods in the endless nightmare.

This time, a real weird disaster came to this city.

There is no words or communication. When humans meet with the weird, it is a tragic war. In this war, there is only one person, or a weirdo, who can stand up.

The berserker shattered the weird body of the bone spur, and then shattered his legs by the aftermath of the weird self-destruction. At the last moment, he pierced the hidden gunpowder blade on his waist into the mouth of the tiger crocodile who rushed towards him.

, died together in the dazzling light.

In a blink of an eye, a brilliant profession and two brilliant weirdos died. But this is just a small battlefield that cannot be even smaller. In this city ignited by war and flesh, every place is

A battle was staged.

Originally, the Templars, who were originally intended to control the border when the Dajie Land was closed, quickly entered the war. As evil nemesis, they kept shuttled through the city. Their white flags were stained with blood. In this city

The sky is constantly floating above the dim city.

People stared at the flag, and as they saw the leading warrior roaring and repel dozens of weirdos, revealing their familiar cheeks, the excitement spread rapidly throughout the city. They knew, a Chris

Ting could not control the situation of the battle, and could not directly kill all the weird things that suddenly appeared. But they believed that Kristen was the patron saint of the city.

When the flesh and blood monsters, which were dozens of stories high, emerged from the ground, got up, and casually tore the bodies of the two city defense forces, the surging floods caused huge waves behind it, wrapping the flesh and blood monsters tightly.

In the water prison, the next second, a silver light flashed by, and a silver arrow that looked ordinary penetrated the core of the flesh and blood monster.

"left!"

A roar shouted out from Gerost. He threw out a huge cross blade, splitting the blood-colored worm that suddenly appeared at Ista in two. Then he held the return-returning blade and slapped his finger with his left hand.

In a blink of an eye, the silver arrow burst out with dazzling light, and the terrifying flesh-and-blooded monster turned into a pool of thick water and was melted into the water prison.

"Where is Ackerman?"

Retrieving the cross blade, Christine walked to Ista, threw a bottle of blue liquid to him, and asked, "Why are you the only one?"

"Ackerman's left leg was cut off and his right forearm was melted and he is now undergoing treatment."

In just one sentence, Ista said it expressionlessly. Gerost was stunned for a moment. On weekdays, Ista and Ackerman have always been two dragons and tigers on the battlefield, inseparable from each other, and their relationship is even more

It is the point where life can be entrusted to the other party. Now that Akerman has been so seriously injured, Ista cannot remain indifferent.

This war is more tragic than expected.

"Beetle monsters appeared on the streets of Corey, and their strength is expected to be brilliant."

In the communicator, a slightly anxious voice came out, and then disappeared in a choking sound of chewing. Ista and Gerost looked at each other, without any more words, quickly led the city defense.

Jun rushed towards Corey Street.

"How long will your plan take?"

In the void, looking at Zhou Li who was constantly flipping through the books in his hand, A Zi, who was in charge of external contact, said, "They can't hold on."

"Three minutes, drag for another three minutes."

Zhou Li, who was sweating all over his head and kept looking up every word, left a promise. But this seemingly useless promise made A Zi feel relieved.

Because before that, Zhou Li had never said a word.

"I see."

Close the book, Zhou Li closed his eyes. He felt the coldness on his wrist and murmured to himself: "I understand, why is it the Ourobosnake."

"So, the repetitive fate is not me..."

Just now, Zhou Li wanted to activate all the goodwill weirdness in the book and let them deal with monsters outside. He knew that there was a limit to the false god's original body now, and he still retained his fantasy and wanted to complete his control over the literary authority.

Therefore, the false body's original body did not launch a killing, but used its final effort to make his "greatness fight against the civilians.

However, just when Zhou Li wanted to activate the Book of Gaia and release the kind-hearted weirdness, he was surprised to find that he had lost the ability to control the Book of Gaia. Those weirdos could not respond to themselves, their own strength

It quickly disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

Just when he felt a little powerless for the first time, Zhou Li suddenly thought of something. He began to keep flirting with Gaia's Book and the exclusive exclusive to the Brave, wanting to find out. Now, he found it.

The most critical thing is the winning blow.

“Eluma.”

Zhou Li, who was lying in the void with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke. He opened his eyes, and the black mist gradually faded away, leaving only pure black eyes that had not been seen for a long time.

"I am here."

Gently stroking Zhou Li's eyebrows, Eluma sat next to Zhou Li as always. She stared at Zhou Li who was entangled in black fog, bringing him the last awakening in madness.

“We can win.”
Chapter completed!