As God, this kind of voice was actually made. Then you can imagine how helpless he is now.

In this short period of time, his heavenly kingdom was opened, and his angelic legion was reduced by a third. His lieutenant was also completely lost and annihilated. Crucially, he couldn't do anything about the guy who caused it all.

The unfavorable scales had been thoroughly tilted in his favor. And even if he took everything he had, he couldn't put the balance back into balance.

Moreover, at this time, Zhou Yi was still at the other end of the scale, infinitely increasing his weight!

Towering into the sky, King Ming suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the void, stretching out his arms as if holding two gates. With the strength of his arm, the whole heaven began to shake. That was him using his Void Power to tear apart the spatial dimension of Heaven.

No matter how much people beautify heaven, no matter how much they fantasize about what a perfect world heaven will be. None can hide its essence. After all, it is an alien dimension, an alien dimension that is no different from those hells.

It can be sealed, it can be broken, and it can even be destroyed. Therefore, for King Ming, who holds the secret of the void, heaven is not a solid thing. At best, it's just a big glass house.

Almost immediately, cracks appeared in the heavens. It was not simply a trace left by the tearing of the earth, but a void gap that directly connected to the endless void.

And as long as they are touched by the gaps of these voids, they are all sucked into the void in an instant. It is truly the embodiment of infinity, enough to devour all things. So even if it's heaven. It also fell apart under the power of the Void.

As the ruler of heaven. Jehovah has absolute control over this dimension. A rift in space in heaven. Not a problem for him. The real problem is that compared to King Ming, who has been creating rifts, he can't clean up faster than King Ming.

Countless rifts were cleared out of his heavenly world by him, but almost immediately, countless more rifts appeared in the heavens. He had done his best, but he couldn't change the reality that his heaven was being swallowed up by the void.

What's more, at this moment, King Ming had already swung a fist that was enough to shatter the heavens and the earth and hit the Lord in front of him.

Look at it as big as a mountain. Like a comet falling from the sky, the mighty fist of the Lord gritted his teeth and gathered his divine power.

The light and the holy flame were all tangled together, forming a fist in heaven that was not much inferior to the Ming King. and met King Ming's fierce punch.

The two big hands collided together in an instant, and Jin Yan's soaring iron fist immediately smashed the big hand composed of light and holy fire. Countless shards of light and sparks burst out, causing immeasurable damage to the heavens beneath the big hand.

The streamer tore apart the palace and the earth like a lightsaber, and scattered flames fell to the ground, igniting countless plants and houses. Plus the feathers floating in the sky, and the void rifts everywhere. Now heaven doesn't look like heaven at all.

It's like a post-apocalyptic ruin, more like a transforming hell. Even more dangerous and terrifying than hell is now. Because. This is the place where destruction is taking place.

I don't have time to feel sorry for my own paradise. All the mind of the Lord was on the unabated punch of King Ming. The punch was still coming at him, and now he had nowhere to escape.

In this case. The Lord cried out loud through gritted teeth.

"I said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light."

The light in the entire kingdom of heaven disappeared in an instant, and everything in front of him was completely reduced to endless darkness. Then a little light suddenly appeared, and it completely bloomed in front of King Ming's fist.

It was an unclean color, a dim glow, and it exuded a charm that ended everything and destroyed all things.

It used to be the first light of creation, but now it has been reversed by its own creator, and it has become a completely destructive twilight. And there is only one meaning for its existence, and that is to bring the real end to others.

The twilight, which destroyed everything and ended everything, turned into a dark pillar of light, engulfing the great hand of King Ming in an instant. The light from the collision mercilessly destroyed everything it touched. Under its effect, the palace was in ruins, the land became barren, and the trees and flowers withered. Even the angels who were incarnated by the light died out in this twilight. Like a light that goes out, their souls are completely unable to withstand the erosion of the twilight, and in an instant they are completely dimmed, and the light is quietly extinguished.

It was a blow that would kill the enemy, and Jehovah almost completely gave up all his heavenly life in order to stop the Ming king's attack. For him, it was only his creation, and creation was meant to serve his master. These angels are nothing compared to Heaven itself and His existence.

As many people in the world believe in Him, as many will ascend to Heaven and become His angels. As long as he is alive, he will not lack such tools.

He abandoned his most loyal men, but the result was utter disappointment.

Twilight has the power to end everything. But in the body of Mingwanghua, who is the king of light, Twilight can't play its role at all. In the final analysis, it is just the brilliance of the sunset, and as the brilliance of the sun, how can it hurt the sun itself?

Like passing through flowing water, King Ming's body is bathed in twilight, but he never changes his actions and the direction of his progress. He wandered by, swinging his fist.

With one punch, all of Twilight's singularities are shattered. At the same time, King Ming's second blow was directed at the Lord.

The punch was faster, harder, more powerful, and more desperate to Jehovah.

He didn't think that he would have any good results after this punch, and he didn't think that King Ming would only punch him with such a punch. So he couldn't care about anything else, so he could only activate his causal power again.

"I am the Father, and I command you. You will not hurt me! ”

He wanted to nullify King Ming's power, or make King Ming's fist of destruction unable to hit him at all. But this idea suddenly became a joke in the face of King Ming's simple attack.

In an instant, the heavens, which had been plunged into boundless darkness, burst out with light like the stars had shattered. Like the first sound of the birth of the vast universe, a shocking sound erupted from under the fist wrapped in divine fire.

Heaven was instantly torn in half like a picture scroll, half full of boundless darkness, and half of it was reflected in the brilliant fire of King Ming.

Countless void rifts spread across it, making the former heavens almost completely shattered in the eyes of humans. This place is already equivalent to destruction, and if no one repairs it, this dimensional space will be swallowed up by the Void, and thus become history once and for all.

And looking at the terrifying scene caused by his punch, King Ming gently raised his hand. Beneath his fist, there was a living thing. It was Jehovah, who had been badly wounded.

At this time, Yahweh had almost completely lost his physical existence, and he had become light. A faint light. It flickered silently in the infinite darkness, as if it would go out at any moment.

Strictly speaking, he's dead. But his power saved his life. He is called the Living One, and He has the power of the resurrection. Just as the Son Jesus rose from the dead. Although he was defeated by King Ming's Fist of Destruction, he was resurrected as light and returned to this world.

But compared to those strong men who are still alive and fierce after being resurrected, they can beat ten at a time. Jehovah is incomparably weaker today than he was when he was born.

His divine power was depleted, his power was eclipsed, and even his paradise was coming to an end. And this is not the most terrible thing for him, the most terrible thing is that he feels that the power of karma is beginning to fade in his body, and the corrective force from the world is beginning to come back to him.

Compared to other gods in the world, Jehovah is a man who loves to develop believers, and he will not hesitate to wage war between gods and religions again and again in order to expand his faith. Countless beings have fallen on the path of his faith. And this is the most incomprehensible to other gods.

Why does Jehovah wage so many wars in the name of God for meaningless faith?

Only Jehovah himself knows what this is for. In his teachings, he referred to all those who believed in him as the Lamb of God, and the word Lamb represented the place of those who believed in him in his heart. Just as shepherds harvest wool to create their own interests, so God harvests faith from his lambs to sustain his own interests. And what he maintains is the great power of his causal power.

Cause and effect, a magical ability. One does not look at the strength of the force, but only the ability to exist. Even if your power is above any god, but you have no one to know, and it doesn't matter much to the world, then distorting your reality is a matter of words.

But if you are praised by hundreds of millions of people, you are spit on by hundreds of millions of people. Or maybe your existence is related to the functioning of the world. So even if you are a soft-footed shrimp who can't even stand up, the power of cause and effect can't change the slightest bit of your reality.

And in order to make their own causal power always stand on the strong side. Jehovah has found a different way to make his name a symbol that will make most of the people in the world believe in his existence.

How many people in the world believe in God, and how many people pray to Him and ask Him for help when something goes wrong or when they are suffering.

Although these are basically useless efforts, they indirectly increase the power of his existence.

For millennia, the faith of countless people has brought together countless existential forces that have enabled Jehovah to become a god who plays with reality and holds it in the palm of his hand.

But now, everything is different. (To be continued.) )