Longinus Gun, the gun that pierced Jesus Christ!

"Wolf Chicken...... Dead gun?" Qi Lin couldn't feel the meaning of this sentence at all, and couldn't help scratching his head and asking, "Brother Chu, what did you say you named this gun?"

As soon as Chu Jing's words fell, the short spear trembled, making a "buzzing" sound, and then saw both sides of the short spear stretching outward, and looking at it again, it was already a long spear.

The short spear becomes a long spear, the body of the spear has a futuristic style, a very strong metal texture, and there is a dragon pattern coiled on it, which is held in the hand, and it is not easy to get rid of it, and the tip of the spear is a wide blade, like a sleeping dragon's head, as if it has a boundless might, and it can burst out at any time to destroy the world.

But Chu Jing did not feel the slightest discomfort, it was like a limb connected by blood, as if this spear was originally a part of Chu Jing.

Qi Lin didn't care: "Brother Chu said that he laughed, Qi doesn't like to fight and kill, this kind of murder weapon, of course, is suitable for Brother Chu." ”

"But, Brother Chu, you just said it's messy...... What kind of god-killing spear is the slave death gun, don't talk nonsense outside this kind of talk, now the country of faith is preparing to start a war with the kingdom of God, the kingdom of the world, be careful that the news reaches the kingdom of the world, and the enemy spies retaliate. Qi Lin suddenly said with a solemn face.

"Come and tell me about God and the kingdom of God. ”

"Brother Chu, don't panic, the god here refers to the gods, not the real gods. It is recorded in the history books that 5,000 years ago, when the god who created the world had been sleeping for a long time, and the stewards of heaven and earth were two angels......

At that time, there were rumors everywhere that God was tired of eternal life, so he chose to sleep alone.

"Wen Liang, are you sure that the source of angels (later known as the source of eternal life) can make humans immortal?" asked the tall figure sitting on the tall seat.

"Then do you calculate whether God is dead or not...... Death?" The tall figure bit the last word 'death' hard.

The emaciated man scratched his head and said uncertainly: "Heaven and earth have longevity, my Wen family knows five hundred years before, and five thousand years later, I can only calculate that God does not exist in the next five thousand years." ”

The entire building echoed with the cheers of the crowd.

......

God created the world and countless living beings. God did not forget them before he fell asleep, and God gathered together the materials left over from the creation of living beings and turned them into the source of angels.

The first angel has no name, there is only this one angel in the world, she does not need a name.

After another thousand years, a second angel was born, and to distinguish her from the first, she called herself the Holy Spirit.

The flames of war have spread to every corner of the world, from the continent to the sea, from the ground to the sky, and countless lives are baptized by the fire of war every day, dying with sorrow.

With the passage of time, the wisest of the human race actually experienced the method of cultivation by observing the battle of the angels, this method of cultivation is called 'martial arts', and after spreading and perfecting, only a few hundred years later, many strong people were born among the human race.

But human beings are not a long-lived race, and the ultimate king watched his grandfather and father lose to time one by one, and die in the twilight and decay, and began to have a deep fear of aging in his heart, even fear.

Another conflict is about to erupt, and it's against the guardians of the entire world, the angels.

The angel was dressed in a tattered golden robe, and the light on his body had also dimmed, his hair was scattered, and he was covered in blood, and he was surrounded by many fierce human beings.

The second angel, the Holy Spirit had died in battle, she did not expect that the human beings who had sheltered for more than a thousand years would unite with foreign races to poison her, although she desperately killed countless strong enemies, but it was still difficult to besiege and finally fall.

Surrounded by enemies, there is no way to survive.

The Ultimate King looked greedily at the source of the angel and did not speak, maybe he knew that he was wrong, maybe he didn't want the angel to leave alive, it was pointless to say anything.

The people who participated in the siege firmly occupied all the directions around them, and at this time, some of them had sneers on the corners of their mouths, some of their eyes were narrowed and flashed with vigilance, and some of them shrank back, not daring to look directly into the angel's gaze.

The Ultimate King didn't move, and neither did the others.

And what they are most afraid of is that the angel will destroy the source of the angel before he dies.

"Why be nostalgic, why be nostalgic?" The statue-like angel moved, and the two arms dyed golden with blood seemed to hold the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting the dim golden light on the body, indescribably desolate.

The angel smiled lightly: "The source of the angel is left by God, I am not qualified to destroy it, you don't have to worry." But I can't give you the child in there. ”

He is the only one in the ultimate realm among human beings, but the strength of one person is enough to contend with an angel, and there are several powerhouses in the sub-polar realm around, and the angel has already been seriously injured and cannot support it for long.

The angels don't know where God is, and there has been no revelation from God for 1,500 years.

The angel stretched out his arms, and a little starlight overflowed from his body, flashing and flashing, and in an instant, it spread to a radius of thousands of miles, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to be draped in a belt of light made of the Milky Way.

"Calm down!" the Ultimate King shouted to suppress the restless crowd, reaching out to touch the starlight, there was a little warmth, and a little healing effect, and the subtle wounds slowly healed under the starlight.

The angel's figure faded and faded, until only a halo of silhouette remained.

Before the words fell, there was a boiling in the source of the angel, and a wave of three feet high surged, and then the source of the angel decreased by a third in full view.

Wen Liang saw that the last angel had also completely disappeared in the halo, so he dared to step forward. pinched his fingers, took out paper and pencil cinnabar, and slowly breathed a long sigh of relief after half an hour.

Life, no matter how powerful it is, is terrified of death to the extreme.

"Did you run away?" The Ultimate King didn't care, at this time he was more concerned about how to use the Angel Source to extend his lifespan and make himself immortal.

The ultimate king got his wish, used the source of angels to achieve immortality, and distributed the excess source of angels to his meritorious ministers, so that there was an additional group of immortal humans between heaven and earth.

Because the second angel and Holy Spirit killed a large number of foreign powerhouses before dying, in the end, the Ultimate King, who had no opponent, drove most of the other races out of the continent, and humans officially became the masters of the continent.

After living in a muddy life for hundreds of years, the ultimate king was unwilling to continue to be mediocre, so he decided to go to sea and left the mainland.

Later, without the constraints of time, the "gods" became more and more poor and luxurious in their long lives, desperately enjoying and digging out the meaning of life.

The dead "gods" are no longer gods, and the continent after the division of the heroes is officially named "Continent of Leaving the Gods".