Old Joy said, don't light.

These lights are so annoying, they hang on top of their heads all the time, and they make old Joey upset, so that he can't sleep, and the food is dry.

So, he wanted to put out the light.

So he lifted his knife and turned into a boulder that fell from the ground to the horizon.

There was a loud "boom", and it was old Joey falling to the ground.

There was another loud "boom", and it was old Joey smashing into the sky.

It wasn't until the moment he fell to the zenith that he finally saw the sun.

It was an incomparably large, incomparably ugly insect, with dense feet on their bellies, each the thickness of a tree trunk, full of sharp barbs, embedded in the rock at the top of heaven, and hanging on it, with a huge breath sucking up the stagnant water left through the cracks in the rock, and on the ass hung a large, round sac, in which were organs that shone and glowed like fireflies, where the dry and scorching heat came from, and the beard of roasted old Joey was a little crooked.

"Hate ......"

Old Joey thought, and swung a knife.

Old Joey didn't know how long he had been here, but his butcher's knife had accumulated countless sins, and almost all the air in this paradise was disgusting with the smell of sin.

This smell of sin does not come from killing, nor does it come from an inhuman contempt for life. Ziliang said that sin is not a simple word, no matter how good a person is, his life will definitely touch sin.

It is a crime of killing for a wolf to eat a sheep, because the sheep will die, and a wolf not eating a sheep is also a crime of killing, because then the wolf himself will starve to death.

So the final flesh of the wolf will turn into dirt, nourish the grass and trees, feed the flock, this is a chicken-and-egg puzzle, and all sins are cycles, because we live.

So, old Joey, who can even accept killing, is disgusted by what smell?

He didn't know that it could be this paradise itself.

From the bottom of his heart, he was tired of it, but he realized it now.

The butcher's knife in his hand swung as he slashed at the huge sun in front of him.

A sword of wind suddenly rose with the trajectory of the tip of the knife, bringing a burst of coolness to the scorching dome.

Maybe there had never been a wind here, maybe the suns had suddenly realized something, and anyway, one of the suns began to hiss violently. It's as if they knew this knife, I don't know how many years ago, they just looked at someone from the top of the sky, and they also held a knife, slaughtering everything in heaven, turning the river into a sea of blood, and letting the blood drift in the air, and it has not dispersed for thousands of years.

Finally, this man is back, and this time, it is himself who suffers.

One sun, two suns, the roar of fear spread rapidly like light, and in the blink of an eye, almost the entire heavenly dome began to be called.

But this is not worthy of the swing of the butcher's knife.

In an instant, the blade began to sweep through everything, easily tearing open a sun's head, then its short body, and finally the huge glowing object on its tail that exploded like a pulp.

Of course, a single sun can't stop a knife, and the sword wind carries those uneasy fears that have been eliminated from the nightmares of childhood, all of which gather together, multiplying thousands of times at once.

This knife seems to be the source of all nightmares.

The guy who had crossed the sky suddenly turned from a simple fat man into a terrible ghost, with terrifying claws of stinking human blood, and the sound of his fingers clenching on the rock wall turned into a creaking sound across his skull. The sun, which had shone on the earth for thousands of years, turned into dirty, slimy, wriggling and disgusting maggots at this moment.

This is a knife that pierces the sky in the true sense of the word, and between the suns, a huge crack has been slashed.

Then the next cut, and then the next cut.

Old Joey seemed to be obsessed, and something in his memory was stirring.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

A loud bang turned into thunder in the sky, and the people of the entire heaven noticed this direction.

They looked up tremblingly, and then watched in horror as countless suns set one after another, and something was slaughtering the sun.

The sound in the ear, gloomy and sharp; Crying and screaming.

Finally, a huge gap appeared in the sky.

There is no light there.

......

At the end of the sea of blood, there is a towering structure, which the angels call the Temple of the Forsaken.

At the top of the magnificent building is a dark and narrow room.

Here, is the Pope's room.

Few people have seen the Pope, but all the angels can hear the sermon from early morning to dusk.

The Pope is the god of this world.

At this moment, in the midst of the neighing of the sun, he stood in front of the window and watched as a large hole was torn open in the sky in the distance.

"Go see ......"

He whispered.

Voices creep in through the sound transmission on the wall.

All of a sudden...... "Check it out! ....... Check it out......"

Throughout the palace, the Pope's voice was transmitted to every corner by the crowd.

The angels put down the pork stained with sauce and blood in their hands, put on their white robes, and covered their chests with the gravy.

"Check it out."

"Check it out."

Each of them was muttering repeatedly.

All of a sudden, the wind and sand kicked off by thousands of cars sped away in the direction of the gap in the sky.

There, the whole earth was red with blood, and huge craters nearly destroyed the surface, the sun that had fallen from the sky, and their bodies were piled up in a mess. The tentacles are ridged, forming a jungle like a sealed demon.

On the edge of this terrible scene, a man, a pig stands, side by side.

Old Joey was covered in blood, but his face was extremely calm.

For most of the past, old Joey was a silly, happy man, because he didn't have any goals, so he just had to spend all his mind on raising pigs.

But at this moment, he seems to have finally found something he wants to do and should do.

At this moment, old Joey seemed to have changed a little.

"Where will they come from?" Old Joy asked.

"Hmph~Hmph~." Pego sniffed in one direction: "Over there, you can see the wind and sand." ”

Old Joey looked in the direction Pego pointed: "I hate it here." ”

"Me too, there's nothing to eat here." Pego said.

Old Joey smiled, "Do me a favor." ”

"What?"

"Help me destroy this place, the kind of ruined ......," said old Joey, "after all, you are more familiar with this kind of thing......"