Believers who don't care who the people of the United States are, have never given face to heaven at all.

A simple and rough response, everyone inhaled sharply.

Domineering!

It doesn't matter whose god he is, I only know that it's the person I'm going to kill.

This is an iron-blooded god, a bloody god, in his eyes except for the people, there is only the difference between the dead and the living, it doesn't matter what the identity is, he doesn't care who offends whom.

The people of the world were terrified, there was a kind of sky falling to change the sky, and they smelled the smoke of the gods' war.

Although God is loving and willing to be crucified, but that is for the sake of propaganda and faith, now it is the gods who do not give face, which god does not want to save face?

Quetzalcoatl dares to give God such a face, will God not react?

No matter how fraternity and kindness you are, everyone is riding your face, is it possible not to get angry? It chills the hearts of believers and makes them feel that faith is a coward.

That's when it happened.

"It's just a group of humans who believe in cowards who retreated from the initial frontier, and they kill them."

The heavens and the earth are filled with the will of the bloody gods, which gloomy North America and turmoil the United States, and the Feathered Serpent God does not give face at all, and he will do it when he says it.

Rumble!

In the deafening voice of the god Quetzalcoatl, dark clouds thundered, thunder struck, and blood poured down.

An extremely terrifying thing happened.

In all the states of the United States, including Achuan and other high-level officials, tens of millions of people trembled to see that there were bursts of roaring and roaring in bustling cities, streets, alleys, intersections, fields, sewers, and many places.

It's as if these places connect to the underworld and communicate with the underworld.

Then one by one, tangible resentment rose from the earth, condensed into corpses, hollow skulls and eyes stared at the living, and the people of the rice country who looked at it were hairy, their scalps were numb, and they deeply felt the resentment in their black holes.

The rain of blood enveloped the bones, turned into flesh and blood, and then became a bloody corpse like a walking corpse, with resentful eyes and a terrible scream.

Zombie mutiny!?

Zombie siege?!

Many Mi people were frightened, and they never thought that the picture of the zombie apocalypse in the blockbuster movie would one day come true and appear in this form.

It's a chilling scene.

Thousands of bloodless corpses crawled out of the ground, resurrected, and reappeared with great resentment.

"Indians!!" Screams pierced through the states of the country.

Covered in dirt and blood, these terrifying zombie-like walking corpses, with their bodies, legends, faces, and skin colors are all exactly the same as those described in textbooks as Indians.

Worldwide.

Countries.

Around.

Many people's scalps are numb and terrified, this is the Indians who have come back to take revenge!!

The Indians were slaughtered, they died, but their resentment remained, and the resentment against those who took the land and slaughtered them was imprinted on the land.

It can be seen that the land of the United States, whether it is muddy land or cement floor, is bleeding, blood red, bright red and eye-catching, which makes people afraid of red.

This is the blood of the Indians!

In the past, the ancestors of the rice people slaughtered the Indians on this land, and the blood soaked the land, and the blood seeped into the land, and at the same time, the resentment and hatred of the Indians infiltrated the land.

Now, with the voice of the gods, the god Quetzalcoatl awakened the bloody resentment of the Indians imprinted on this land, and returned as a walking corpse.

Take revenge!

Blood for blood!!

"The former hatred, the former hatred, how to slaughter will be slaughtered back."

The rumbling and dull sound reverberated loudly.

The heavens and the earth of the rice kingdom are full of gloom at this moment, like the reappearance of the netherworld, and the final end of destruction is coming.

"Roar!!"

"Whew!!"

I don't know how many tens of millions of walking corpses were under the voice of Quetzalcoatl, with hollow eyes, full of monstrous blood feuds, roaring and raising the broken and rotten Indian spears and spears in their hands, killing the people in front of them.

Crazy, terrifying, bloody.

A sight that shuddered the soul.

The people of the United States are holding firearms, constantly shooting the walking corpses, the weapons of modern words are spitting fire snakes, the steel bullets are dense, and the fire is fierce, but with such deadly lethality, the walking corpses are unmoved to charge, their bodies are beaten into a hornet's nest, and the spears are even more broken.

But they are not afraid of death, they have no fear, only more resentment and roaring, they never flinch, they charge forward, and they want to use their blood to appease their hatred and fill their resentment.

As long as there are descendants of their slaughterers in this land, the walking corpses will not stop, they will not fall.

This is to kill all the living people in this land.

Rumble!!

There was a burst of divine voices.

It's not the divine sound of Quetzalcoatl, there are many divine sounds that have erupted this time, a total of seven, and it is different from the sound of Quetzalcoatl's ruthless will to kill.

The seven divine sounds, like the warmth of winter, like the embrace of childhood, warm, flawless, pure, and warm, spread from the gate of heaven that brought the only light to the now dim and dull rice country.

This moment.

There are no more words.

The holy light shrouded by the seven archangels burst out, and one by one the divine radiance was vigorous, and they stood side by side, standing on the gate of heaven.

A flame of holy light rose, and the seven archangels all shone brightly, like seven rounds of burning divine sun, powerful and mighty, incomparably stunning, and the sacredness released made the remnant flowers bloom brightly, and the dying and late creatures rejuvenated the second spring, and the holy sound of heaven was swirling.

The wings of heaven spread out, sprinkled with the holy ze, and the feathers fluttered in this dark world, which was eye-catching, and the feather lines circulating on it were brilliant, attracting people's attention.

In a flash.

It is dim and lightless, no matter how you look at it, it has fallen into the dark rice country, and the light is everywhere, and the darkness is dispelled.

The walking corpses were stagnant in their footsteps, screaming, and their flesh sneering and steaming out white smoke to be purified by the light, to be washed away from the filth, and rid of resentment and hatred.

It can be seen that the seven archangels did not hide it, and all of them released the strongest sacred, blooming the Heavenly Divine Pattern, and even burned the blood of the gods, summoning the strongest divine magic powers.

Their figures are juxtaposed, dazzling and beyond the world.

Their light is incomparably brighter, covering North America in an instant, and spreading to the whole world at the most terrifying speed.

The World Tree in Norway and Northern Europe, the Sacred Mount Olympus in Greece, the Ancient Temple of Egypt, the Shrine of Eight Million Gods in Japan...... If it weren't for the fact that the various worlds poured out the power of various gods at this moment, intercepting all the light of the seven archangels in North America and preventing them from rushing out of North America.

Otherwise, it is conceivable that the strongest divine magic power erupted by the seven archangels will instantly illuminate the earth into a sphere brighter than the sun, and will bathe the whole world in holy light.

There is no doubt that the Holy Light will light up the starry sky of the universe around the earth, illuminate the night of the great world, and turn it into eternal day.

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