The whole hall was full of fanaticism, as if it were the New Year, and a few people began to sweep the surrounding dust to clear an open space, and then put on firewood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Galileo and the other scholars excitedly took out a crucifix with burnt marks from some darkness, and a charred corpse hung on it.

"Bruno," Aristotle said to the blue cat, pointing at him, "I used to be here to talk as much nonsense as you." ”

Only Leonardo da Vinci threw himself in the pen and paper, ignoring foreign affairs, sitting at the table and counting something.

"With a simmer. The Pope said weakly.

The guards pressed the blue cat to the cross, took out the rope and tied his hands, the blue cat showed a sneer, and said to the pope: "You are a religious lackey, as for the rest of you, you are either ignorant or idiot, you can't burn me, I am a traveler of the times, I will come back, when my theory is proven!"

"You can't come back, you'll be gone forever in this world. Galileo smiled sideways.

"It's a materialistic world, and unless there is a God, I'll declare who I am in the new age. The blue cat spoke.

"Through the flames, the rays of the sun will destroy your ability to anchor this world's plane. We've eliminated a person like you, albeit by chance......," Leonardo da Vinci glanced at the blue cat and raised the paper in his hand.

"You can't do this!Let me go!I'm telling the truth!!" The blue cat was frightened and resentful, and drops of sweat flowed down his face.

"If you speak the truth, you will not be burned to death, and the gods will let them go all the way to those who are on the right path. Aristotle took out a lighter with a hideous face, played with it for a while, and finally with a sonorous sound, the flame rose and shone on the smile on his lips.

Without the slightest hesitation, he leaned down and let the flame in his hand sweep through the firewood, but at that moment, a bright red dawn shone through the long tunnel into the gloomy hall.

Everyone felt their bodies burn.

"The world has just been destroyed!!The world has just been destroyed!!!Dehydrated!!!

Thump!

The steed fell to the ground and turned into a blazing flame. And the knight was thrown out and rolled all the way at the feet of the blue cat, and he died, and the slurry of melted organic matter flowed out of the armor, forming a low-lying area.

The people in the hall roared and ran out of the door, as if they were meeting the supreme god who had descended, and the people pushed the people, looking a little crazy.

The blue cat tore open the rope that bound it, and hurriedly ran out after it, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw the endless darkness, the eternal coldness.

The whole land has turned into a sea of lava, and flowing flint streams are converging, burying everything in this red sea, and the smell of sulfur and gunsmoke fills every inch of space.

As far as the eye could see, countless pillars of fire were rising, and the crimson had a strange blue-green color, like a sharp spear held by a demon.

It was the branch of the church, the dry warehouse for the dehydrated.

But all this sublimates the demons of the cultists.

This is Hades.

Not far away, there are also more than a dozen blue-green nails dangling in the lava stream, which are the Pope, Galileo, Aristotle, Leonardo da Vinci...... The flames are transparent, and the High Deity has given them gifts.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the blue cat's body, their hands raised upward, hugging the sky high, and singing in unison: "Three days of volleying !!"

Above the heavenly dome, the three supreme gods overlooked their own territory together, each releasing their bodies and rubbing on the earth, looking for an opportunity to make a move, a point has become a flashpoint of life and death, so no god dares to touch it.

Sometimes they appear together in the sky, sometimes they fall to the horizon, they hide in the darkness, sometimes they poke their heads out and observe in secret.

Everyone can see that the war is about to break out, and the three supreme gods are tearing through the whole world, snatching the glory that belongs to them, and it continues.

When the three days fell, the sky no longer seemed dark and cold, the whole world returned to tranquility, and the light of the stars fell on the blue cat's hands through the thick clouds.

Everything that comes into sight is torn and shattered.

A silent voice announces the destruction of this civilization that has developed to the Middle Ages.

The blue cat tore apart the time and space and stepped into a new era.

Cold dawn, gloomy pyramids.

Everything is back to the same place, belonging to the pyramids of the oriental style.

Jingle Bell Bell

There was a sound of slender metal crashing, the blue cat looked in the direction where the sound came from, under the pyramid, above the earth, there were two figures jumping back and forth, in their hands there was a long creation that reflected the morning light, the cold light was fierce, it was a sword.

The two were fighting, the blue cat walked over, and found that these were two Europeans, one tall and one short, each wearing a robe and skirt, stabbing back and forth, each of them lowered his head to avoid it, and when the silver-white wig fell to the ground, he stabbed it at an unavoidable angle, and the tall man hurriedly retreated, and the short one took advantage of the situation to chase.

In the middle of a corner, the tall man killed a sword, and another Westerner came out of the corner, trying to dissuade him from stopping the battle, but the continuous sword light made him tremble, and he could only shout: "Stop! You two boring people! Don't you have a sense of responsibility? If there is no future for world civilization, your little honor is a fart!"

Neither of them paid attention to him, intent on killing each other.

Swish!

A sword pierced the tall man's hand, and he hurriedly threw the sword in his other hand at the other man, and then fled violently, holding his hands, dripping blood from the ground.

The short man dodged the thrown sword, chased a few more steps, and found that he could no longer do it, so he spat at the loess with a look of great disdain.

"Bah, shameless!" he picked up the wig that had fallen on the ground, put it on the ground, and when he saw the blue cat again, he stretched out his bloody long sword, pointed at the invisible figure, and scolded: "He actually said that calculus was invented by him!"

Then, he put his hand on his chest again, leaned down and introduced himself: "Isaac." Newton. ”

"And the one who ran away was Leibniz?" asked the blue cat.

"It's him, shameless!!!" Newton spat on the ground again.