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Chapter 476 One City, Cheers from Millions of People(1/3)

Chapter 476 A city, cheers of millions of people

Author: No melons in October

Chapter 476 A city, cheers of millions of people

Ivy City.

As day turns to night, He is opening his eyes.

Just like the legendary candle dragon, when you open your eyes, the world turns into night.

The only bright eye blooms in the sky.

At this moment.

Everyone raised their heads and looked dull. They just felt that they had dreamed back to the mythical period, arrived in the legendary kingdom of God, and met the gods.

"A miracle! This is a miracle!"

I don't know who shouted.

next moment.

The people in the entire Ivy City burst into excitement.

A great existence seems to have been overlooking the world from beginning to end, but now it has just opened its eyes to let the world see it.

There is no doubt that this is a miracle.

Those pair of dark eyes are the divine eyes of King Yama.

He is always watching and judging the world.

Any sin will be felt in the heart and the mind will freeze under these eyes.

some of.

Also includes Haze Angel.

He was completely confused.

Although you are standing high in the sky, overlooking the world, you still need to raise your neck high to see the dark eyes above the sky thousands of miles away.

Facing this pair of divine eyes, he was too small.

As inconspicuous as a mayfly.

He looked at humans as if he were looking at a group of ants, and in front of these eyes that looked into the dark night, how could he not be just an ant?

The haze angel panicked.

Ten thousand idiots in my heart have burst out.

He didn't understand why Shen Jian could show such a miracle even though he was not even a ghost or a god at the terrifying level.

That kind of grandeur, like the other side of the starry sky, frightened him, made him fearful, and made him panic.

He was afraid.

The fear in my heart poured out like a flood at this moment, and it was impossible to conceal it.

He wanted to say something harsh and then turn around and run away.

But when the words came to his lips, they subconsciously turned into words of begging for mercy: "Prince of Hell, this is a misunderstanding. Spare my life. I swear that I will never go against the underworld again."

The angel's cry for mercy echoed throughout the city.

But no one cares about him anymore, no one believes in him.

Their eyes were all focused on the dark pupils above the sky.

next moment.

He... turned around and set his sights on the Haze Angel.

There was no indifference or pity in that look, it was like an untouchable god casually glanced at Ivy City and the angel.

This kind of expression with no emotion in his eyes made the Haze Angel even more frightened.

"Great Lord Yama, I am willing to obey the arrangements of the underworld. I can become a city god and benefit a place. I am a ghost and god. I have the ability to harvest fear. I can act on behalf of the underworld's will and become a sharp knife of the underworld."

The voice of the haze angel became more and more humble.

Lowered his high head.

Only when you reach the level of ghosts and gods can you better understand how he feels at this moment.

Do you know why old sows are so fertile?

It has nothing to do with this.

But it has something to do with the pressure this world puts on him.

Under his perception, wherever Youtong glanced, everything became the opponent's domain.

To put it in a more sophisticated way, at this moment, the world became his enemy.

The whole world is putting pressure on him to surrender.

Under such circumstances, even escaping was a luxury for him.

Not to mention breaking through the blockade of this world, even a little light cannot escape from the stretched out ghost realm.

This is just a joke.

He even wondered if this King of Yama had an unimaginably huge divine body, standing outside the world, looking down at this farce-like scene.

The so-called opening of eyes means just looking closer.

Think of this.

The fear in his heart was even deeper.

However.

Faced with the Haze Angel's begging for mercy, Shen Jian remained unmoved.

Not to mention that he himself has a grudge against the Fallen Angel Organization. Even if he didn't, there was a living material that could fill the eighteenth level of hell, and he couldn't give up.

Shen Jian opened his mouth.

No words yet.

The dark eyes above the sky have lowered their dark shackles, penetrating all the limbs of the Haze Angel, and pulling up the head like a death row prisoner being beheaded.

"No! No! No!"

The haze angel screamed in fear.

Struggling hard.

But he couldn't break free no matter what.

All he could do was watch helplessly. Shen Jian raised his hand and shook it. Several rays of light fell from the dark eyes above the sky, forming a spear also made of light beams.

The spear has a dark color.

It doesn't look like anything special.

However, the Haze Angel seemed to have sensed some threat, and screamed sharply: "King of Hell, do you have to kill them all? It is hard to come by a ghost and god in this world. By killing me, do you want this world to be swallowed up by the horror world? "

"You can't kill me!"

The voice of the Haze Angel is still echoing.

Shen Jian had already thrown the gun.

The ghostly spear is like the first light before dawn, tearing through the sky and the night, and shooting towards the heart of the haze angel.

this moment.

Everyone saw a heart-stopping scene.

A high-altitude angel is tied up high in the sky by four chains, as if he is holding a grand sacrificial event, and the Haze Angel is the evil god who is being judged. After blaspheming the true God, he is about to receive his divine punishment.

This sense of déjà vu has impacted the hearts of countless people.

It's like being in a historical myth and becoming a witness to the epic myth.

In an instant.

The ghostly spear penetrated the heart of the haze angel.

Divine punishment... is over!

The Haze Angel trembled and lowered his head, seeing the spear that shot through his ghostly body.

He opened his mouth to say something.

But it was simply too late.

Under everyone's gaze, the angel's head, which was raised high, just dropped.

The outstretched golden wings also stopped flapping.
To be continued...
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