152 Chapter 152

There is no god in this world anymore.

To create a world, to create all sorts of new races that have never existed, and when all this is done, when the angels, the most faithful believers in God, have not seen God for a long time, they feel an unprecedented panic, where has God gone?

The innate induction let them know that there were no gods in the divine realm anymore.

While they were panicking, a new race that had never seen before but had the ability to kill them appeared, and because they lived in the abyss of the earth, they had different habits from angels, so they were called demons.

The meaning of "demon" is "an existence that violates the light".

They are indeed such beings, indulgent in their passions, completely different from the natural rigor of the angels, not to mention the evil instincts that seem to be born with them.

How did the holy war begin?

An angel was killed, no, that was afterward, in the beginning, an angel was impregnated with demonic energy......

Just as angels want to grow by faith, demons want to grow by relying on demonic energy, and the dark red demonic energy that comes out of nowhere is like some kind of infectious agent, which will imprenate the hearts of angels, making them less pure and more than that*.

Angels who are impregnated with demonic energy have only two ends, either killing others or killing themselves.

With the ability of the angel itself, he could not expel the demonic qi that had eroded into his heart, and could only be devoured by that demonic qi and eventually become a demon, or he could not stand this slow process of despair and cut off his own way of life.

No angel can regain purity.

Again and again, the holy war told all the angels this truth, and they all learned to check whether there was a demonic presence around them, and doubt, which was also a kind of evil, was invisibly sown.

According to this development, after a few years, the angels will naturally become extinct, because they are no longer pure in heart.

"So, do you want to see the race you created go extinct like this?"

There is no god in this world, but there are more demons.

Nothing came out of nowhere, and the gods became demons.

The existence hidden in the abyss has a nice voice, he smiled lightly at such a question, when he is a demon, how can he care about the life and death of an angel?

Hearing that chuckle, Xie Qian finally realized this and felt that his question was a bit stupid.

I didn't expect that an ordinary expedition would go straight to the birthplace of demons, and to know such a powerful truth, I really don't know how those pure and innocent angels would feel when they knew that their gods had become demons.

"Not extinct, I see the future. ”

There was a deep boredom in his voice, how would it feel when a god could see his end clearly?

After he created all things, he knew his end, if it weren't for being trapped in the divine realm, waiting for his power to gradually be deprived by the world, and finally fall into a deep sleep that he would never wake up from, if it wasn't for the end of that way, he might not have thought of another completely opposite path at all.

However, the end of this road, he has also seen.

The despair that can't be shaken off is like an abyss that can never be filled, thinking that he has jumped out of a certain framework, become a god, and can control his own destiny, but he can't imagine that in the end it is still such a pitiful little thing struggling on spider silk, and it doesn't need a hunter, and time will naturally wear it away.

In order for all things that he has created to live normally, for the sake of those, sacrifice himself?

No, the gods are not so selfless, and the demons are naturally not so great, so why should he let those ants survive in his place?

If destruction can keep him alive, then they all have to die.

Destruction with your own hands, everything is as simple as that.

Xie Qian didn't know that there were so many things hidden in this sentence, he thought it was some kind of foreknowledge, in such a world, foreknowledge is a very common thing that almost gods do.

Even if the gods are demons now, they will not lose this ability, so ......

"Become my believer and you will see more. ”

No one has ever had such a huge amount of spiritual power, and the eyes in the abyss seemed to show greed, and he wanted to know the reason for this, and wanted to know this more powerful method of breaking the shackles of his body......

"I will make you a demon, or an angel, the most powerful being around me, and you will see the future of this world. ”

The beautiful voice left a promise in the void, a promise that sounded good, but unfortunately, at this time he was a demon, and the demon never had the good qualities to fulfill his promise.

Xie Qian shook his head, it seemed to be a heart-warming promise, but he didn't need it, the system itself in his body could let him see more, and it was not limited to this world.

So such a promise may be a temptation to others, but it is a bit boring for him.

"Do you want to be an angel? That kind of ability is really good, and there will be a place for you in the divine realm......"

There seemed to be some kind of holiness in the echoing voice, every word, every word seemed to be some kind of code that was ready to be attacked, and there seemed to be some inexplicable coercion in the air.

"No, I just want to be human, ordinary people. ”

Xie Qian reaffirmed his thoughts, why should he be an angel or a demon? Those benefits are also bondage.

He once had the heart of an angel, he knew the benefits of that thing, and he also knew its disadvantages, if he hadn't been impregnated by demonic energy later, I'm afraid he wouldn't have found out how much that thing affected him, and when did he become such a saint who didn't haunt his heart?

Ordinary people will be sick, hungry and thirsty, and will have all kinds of mundane hearts that cannot be shaken off, but this is real, and they are under his control from beginning to end, and they are not drawn by some inexplicable thing, deliberately making a holy appearance for the sake of faith or some other appearance.

"Huh, ordinary people?"

This answer doesn't seem to be convincing at all, and the demon who is regarded as the object of decadence is angry, and when he is a god, he may be able to restrain this anger, but the demon, does it need to be controlled?

The red flame soared into the sky, the demonic fire, which is the nightmare of all angels and all living things.

After the fire, thousands of miles were red, not a single grass was growing, and the air was twisted as if it was burning in flames.

I don't know how many creatures have died from this sudden fire, but who cares?

The angels are still worried about the next holy war, and the demons, they prefer to impersonate a god and go to the world for enjoyment and worship.

A hundred years later, the holy war started again, and the demon painting style that prevailed was already so stubborn, the angels were difficult to resist, many of them had already died, and the remaining ones, one by one, swore to the death, resolutely not allowing these demons to set foot in the divine realm.

The scattered feathers turned into points of light in mid-air and dispersed, and the angel's wings were made of energy convergence, and when they died, the wings would disappear with them, and only the white corpse would finally fall to the ground, and their blood, also red, could stain the earth red, like the bright red of flames.

"My children, what is it that makes you so upset?"

The appearance of the god was like the light of dawn, cutting through the darkness, so that the eyes of the remaining angels were lit with a flame of hope, and they all turned their heads to look at the god that suddenly appeared behind them.

They can't see his face clearly, it's natural, the gods are not something mortals can look at, no angel cares about the demons that are approaching step by step, and in front of the gods, these demons are nothing to fear.

Sure enough, the god looked directly and raised his hand, and the light suddenly appeared, and when he looked again, it was already clear in front of him, and the demons were gone.

The angels were overjoyed, they were smiling with joy, and none of them found that a trace of blood was stirring in the hearts of the angels.

However, the gods did not keep them happy, the demons were not completely destroyed, they were hidden in the world, and angels needed to come down to save those who were suffering.

God, He is always so merciful, He always pities such a weak being.

Angels disdain human beings, but they are not willing to disobey God's will, not to mention those demons are their enemies, they have killed so many angels, they should be buried with their lives.

The angels who thought like this did not realize that this holy war had made them lose the basic truth and goodness in their hearts, and they were no longer carefree, and the angels who had hatred would sooner or later fall into demons.

Demons have been in the human world for too long, and here they are the gods that people trust, how good it is that they can rejoice with people, like those cold angels, who only know how to call them, but never value their lives.

People always choose what is good for them, even if it is a demon.

They will never find out that the same demons they have always thought of as gods, and they will not know how happy those demons will be when they play such a role of one person in two roles, and they will not understand the anger and grief of those angels who have been slaughtered until the truth is revealed once again.

The gods prophesied the flood because people believed in demons.

What a terrible thing it was, the flood from heaven had no end, the people who were struggling in the water were crying out for help in remorse, and the faith was surprisingly huge at that moment.

Above the god realm, the vague god quietly looked at all kinds of things below, all of which were in his imagination, the damned and the unworthy will become the source of his strength at this moment, and in the future, those scattered ants who are lucky enough to survive will naturally pass on this belief until the next extinction.

He can see his future, since the creation of all things, he knows what his future will be, he is not willing to be that fate, he can only delay in this way, maybe after the destruction of the world again and again, he will get some kind of liberation, but before that, maybe next time he will have to destroy the world in a different way, and at the same time find a better reason.

Glancing at the man who cried out for help in the flood again, how did such a weak, such a weak person bring a god to an end? No matter how many times, he could not understand such a future, and he would never be reconciled. 166 Reading Network