"Are you really no longer trying to save your image in the hearts of the people?"

[God Clone] tried to make one last effort that he didn't believe in, and psychologically he also clearly wanted to bring destruction to all opponents in this world.

Wang Yonghao took his eyes off his [Gorgeous Smaug] legion, glanced at the [God Body Clone] with playfulness, and scolded with a smile: "Do you still say that these things make sense? Why is it still so hypocritical? Get up? Don't you want to bring destruction to the world? ”

[Divine Body Clone] no longer pretended, he smiled and said: "Indeed, as you said, prestige has always been played, if you don't let them feel that your divine power is like hell, how can you make them understand what divine grace is like the sea!" ”

Wang Yonghao's expression became more and more excited: "That's good, pull the sun back, I don't plan to let the people who oppose me see the sun tomorrow morning, let them feel what is called daylight for the last time!" ”

[God Body Clone] was very pleased: "That's right, anyway, the real sun is already shining on the underworld, let's have a werewolf kill." ”

The clone soared into the sky, chasing the sunset that had been there for a long time.

Wang Yonghao also used Shen Nian to talk to him again: "Remember that we are playing werewolf killing, then there are rules for slaughtering the edge, I don't plan to let the people hate everything I did after killing the gods, so let's start killing from the people!" ”

A group of residents and Nymphs in the governor's office of Hiracompoli, Egypt, who are afraid to discuss rebellion in the temple, are preparing to resist the harsh and brutal rule of the new sun god of the game.

Wang Yonghao guessed correctly, the fact that he killed so many gods together is now known to everyone, and although he made great efforts to overthrow Seth's tyranny, his evil deeds are passed on among the believers of those dead gods.

He underestimated the faith, the dependence of those who had been favored by him on the old faith.

So he really stinks on the street, these people will never surrender to him again, and the rebellion in his heart has been brewing.

He insisted on getting rid of all these people, and it turned out to be the only correct way to solve it, because these people were trying to kill him.

Some residents crusaded loudly, and their faces turned red with excitement: "He and Seth, the two wolf ambitious guys, are afraid that the harsh government implemented by Lao Tzu is still in front of them, and this guy relies on killing his father and bullying his ancestors to become the sun god, he deserves to die." ”

Another person said: "It depends on his exemption from the harsh government that we need to pay treasures to enter the [Gate of the Afterlife], and don't look at the fact that he has given so many gifts to his uncle and brothers, but he is just buying people's hearts." ”

"Anyway? It is a fact that he killed the God of Wisdom! The Nymph of the God of Wisdom interjected.

"He also killed the god of love and the god of the sky! His son Seth has already occupied the god of love, and dismantled the god of love and the god of the sky, and now he has directly murdered them all! ”

……

It's always these people who are using the most malicious words and thinking to find out what Wang Yonghao is trying to do, and they don't even know how to be grateful at all.

And Wang Yonghao, who was flying in the sky, really felt the ridiculous remarks of the following people through his divine power.

"Since you don't understand that the sun shining on you every day is already a great gift, let me review for you, what is the meaning of this gift?"

Wang Yonghao's voice shrouded the sky above this town, and it was transmitted to the ears of everyone in this city through the recitation of divine power, even if he had no ears at all, even if he was deaf, the voice would turn into a meaning that he could understand, and resounded in his mind.

"The sun god is really here!"

Some people are shouting, "Oh my God, what is the sun born to do?" ”

"It's not going to destroy us, is it?"

"I don't want to die!"

"What to do? Now this is the case? ”

In the administrative center, the representatives of all walks of life who were still making generous statements were completely panicked, they ran, they wanted to dodge, some ran out, and some hid in the dark corners to observe secretly.

Funnily enough, no one wanted to resist.

Perhaps they understand that there is no point in resisting, and that the inhabitants who have lost the protection of the gods they believe in can only be left to a chance except for despair.

Wang Yonghao flew over the town, and without saying anything more, he directly activated the skill: [Summoning the Skeleton Land Traveling Group].

Wang Yonghao's own magic power has not become much deeper, one is more than 20,000 points before, but now that the sun is back on his head, with the endless support of the sun's rays, his strength really can't be calculated with the depth of magic power.

Endless skeletons appeared on the ground, some wearing armor and holding shields and long knives, some carrying bows and arrows, and some carrying long knives more than two meters.

The skeletons completely surrounded the town from all sides, and the entire Hiracompoli was instantly broken by the skeleton army, and without any resistance, it was completely killed.

When the skeletons shoot sharp arrows that pierce the first heretic to run around the streets of the town, the massacre begins.

Wang Yonghao's followers are born with a bond of faith with Wang Yonghao, and the tens of thousands of people in the entire town do not have a single believer of his.

The slaughter had always been unbearable, and thirty or forty thousand skeletons had slaughtered the entire town with almost minimal resistance.

The last resistance came from a school in the town square, where children up to the age of eight received free education throughout the town.

The low-lying terrain of the central square allowed the remaining men to form a defense in the blood that was deeper than their necks.

They are guarding this town, the last hope, three thousand children under the age of eight.

Wang Yonghao's soldiers were already pointing straight at this place, and these men, who could only use wooden sticks as weapons at most, trembled in the cries of fear from the three thousand children behind them.

Wang Yonghao flew over this school and looked at the heretics below without any mercy in his heart.

All of these remaining inhabitants also saw the white-robed sun god in the sky, and they did not dare to ask themselves at this moment if they regretted trying to confront such a being.

Hate and fear, after such an absolutely cruel and efficient killing, the remaining six or seven hundred men have relatives who died at the hands of the skeleton army, but there is no hatred in their hearts, only endless fear.

Wang Yonghao looked at them and said loudly: "Survival or destruction, this is not a matter for you to consider, your life and death, I think it should be decided by me, and at this moment I decide that you will die!" ”