[Fifteenth Year of God's Descent] On May 7, Wang Hui used a spoon to dig out the water and soil of the microscopic world. It has been a year and a half since then.

[The Sixteenth Year of God's Descent] On November 19, all living beings in the Gulf World once again witnessed the real miracle, and it was even more shocking than the last time!

"Can't even the sun come out of the God's palm..."

Sariman, the high priest of the Thunder Kingdom, looked at the dim sky with a calm expression.

His inner comparison of the strength of "Death God" and "Heavenly God" gradually tilted towards the latter.

But due to the absolute loyalty of the [Yin and Yang Fish] fusion beast, the high priest still firmly stood on the side of "Death Testicle De".

"We must take charge of the Thunder Kingdom as soon as possible and then make some targeted arrangements..."

The influence of the gods is getting bigger and bigger. As the kingdom of gods continues to expand under his name, it will inevitably affect the interests of the god of death.

The high priest knew that he was not the opponent of the god of heaven, but at least when the god of death was defeated, he must make some arrangements.

At least we should give Death a relatively safe place to live!

Thinking of this, another green ivy seedling that was extremely green grew in the hands of the high priest.

"The situation is urgent, and I have to increase the dosage of the chief..."

...

The people of the Storm Kingdom have become much calmer than the last time they saw the giant hand. People take to the streets to drink with ale and cheer for the infinite power of the gods!

They have long been as close as a family to the Kingdom of God, and of course the God of God is also the God of the Kingdom of Storm!

The simple dark kingdom of dark wind seems a bit pathological.

Necromancers seized the dull day, which was rare in life, and eagerly tried new spells to prove their new conjecture about the corpse.

On the streets of Sorendan City, there were suddenly a group of walking corpses, swaying their teeth and claws under the control of the necromancer, performing their own spell casting rituals.

There were crowds watching the excitement on the street, laughing and betting on who could see the correct body successfully...

...

Southwest of the bay, Yongge Mountains.

The Holy Light Dragon raised his eyes and looked at the wonder scene at the sky, sighing in his heart.

It still underestimated the power of that god.

Even Abraham's ultimate move was easily cracked, and the so-called "God of Light" should not be able to save the Silver Moon Kingdom!

As for why the Holy Light Dragon doesn't sigh with his mouth...

It is because it is chewing the spicy strips in its mouth, and it is a mania, extraordinary cucumber, and cannot make room for sighing.

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Inside the Holy City of Light.

As the temperature dropped rapidly, the Yinyue civilians who had kneeled down for worship finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Some are glad that they have survived the "test of faith", while others are sad for the elderly, young and old who have lost their lives due to the high temperature.

The pastors and the servants of the Holy See who supervised the service and maintained order looked at each other.

Is this transition from strong light to extremely dark also the wish of the Pope's crown?

At this time, King Yinyue, who was enjoying a cool afternoon tea and snack at home, was urging his maid to light the oil lamp, and he also listened to the ministers' long-lasting reports on the weekly situation.

He couldn't help but scold: "It's autumn now, how hot can it be? He still has to wear a blanket and a hat. The civilians have too poor willpower!"

The logistics minister, who has not yet lost his conscience, couldn't help but whisper: "Your Majesty, the elderly, weak, women and children do not have the ice cubes and ice tea here, and it is difficult for them to withstand the hot miracle of the Pope's crown...

Can you give some ice cubes to keep the weak civilians through…”

"Nothing!"

King Silver Moon looked at the dozen boxes of ice cubes in the room and cursed: "I have only this little left. Send it to them. What should I use?!

Those foolish civilians should understand the difficulties of the Holy See and the royal family!”

As he said that, he pointed out the dim window: "Look, the sun's light is completely blocked, and the weather will cool down soon.

Let the civilians persevere for a while, and they will soon pass the test of the faith of the God of Light!”

The ministers looked out at the sky and looked at the giant hand holding the sun, and they felt a little unsure.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

The test of the God of Light?

Even the light is gone, can this be a good sign?

No matter how hard that hand looks, it doesn't seem to be protecting the Silver Moon Kingdom...

At the same time, in the cathedral.

Wang Hui's hand was retracted from Abraham's forehead, and a golden eye-like light pattern hung on his palm and slowly rotated, finally turning into light particles and melting into his body.

"Um…"

With a muffled groan, the historical scenes contained in these one-quarter of the fragments of the inherited holy relics flooded into my mind!

Wang Hui's [currently available source quality] also increased to b/69%.

"It's only the part of the Undead Witch of the Dark Kingdom that my [Eternal Eye] can be collected..."

His eyes were lowered and he looked at Abraham who was slumped on the ground.

This once majestic pope almost exhausted his magic power when executing the [Judgment of Light] and could not resist Wang Hui's collection of inherited holy relics.

Losing the [Sacred Touch] on his forehead, Abraham also showed his true face. He was an extremely ordinary face. He was a type that could not be found if he was thrown into the crowd. However, he pretended that he was the most unique one in the world...

“Ho…ho…”

The stripping of the inheritance holy objects was like forcibly taking away Abraham's spine.

He heard a difficult breathing sound from his mouth, and his originally majestic and tall body quickly bent down, his cheeks sunken, and his face became older and older!

But after all, with hundreds of years of training, Abraham will not completely become an ordinary decay.

Wang Hui, whose eyes were colorful light, saw it clearly. His magic power in his body fell from comparable to the peak of the Six Quenching to the level of the Six Quenching, which was no longer as good as the divine servant Hu Yanwu.

If there are no adventures in the future, it will probably fall below the legendary threshold!

Wang Hui did not intend to "adventure" this person either.

He turned the Thunder High Priest Sariman into a fusion beast, mainly to use his reputation in the Thunder Kingdom to control the orc kingdom for him.

Now that the collapse of the Silver Moon Kingdom is about to occur, why does Wang Hui need to waste source energy on the Pope?

He simply turned around and left, preparing to take Gurumi to arrange the work of processing clay figures.

"You...why...why...why...why don't you kill me..."

Abraham raised his face and asked with difficulty.

Wang Hui did not look back and said calmly: "The only light you have left will play some role!"

After saying that, he ignored Abraham's understanding, walked out of the church gate, spread his light wings and flew up.

The [Sacred Light Curtain Wall] that has lost the power of inherited holy objects as the center and shrouded the whole city has become very thin. I believe that it will not last long before it will be captured by the army of the Kingdom of God!

With Abraham's unwillingness to surrender to others, he is likely to endure it to the end.

This legendary strong man whose life is about to end, may also bring some source-quality benefits to Wang Hui, which is his final value!

In the dim environment, the wide light wings that fanned instantly attracted the attention of people in the city.

The little boy Badell looked blankly: "It's that adult..."

Beside him, Bishop Sfiran showed an indefinite smile.
Chapter completed!