There was a dead silence in Valhalla's central control room, and not only Rochester, but also Fizdeke and Seredra were shocked. The apostle's consciousness was already one with Valhalla, and there was no need to look at the images in the central control room. And the image was meant to be seen by the apostles' followers, such as the replica of Seredra, the kind of people.

The priest in the wind and rain looks like an ordinary human being, and it seems a little difficult to even resist the wind and rain. The puppy at his feet is full of vitality, but it is small and ugly, and in the battle with ordinary people, it must only play a role in pulling the corners of its pants. Such a person, however, made all the apostles feel a chill emanating from the depths of their hearts. It was an instinctive fear, and there was a certain innate hatred. Although the fear of Cheng dù is still not as good as the one sealed in the depths of memory, it seems to be almost the same.

"The ...... of the Sixth Apostle"

"Creation of zào......"

"What about his biochemical legion?"

"That's the puppy at your feet."

"Why only one?"

"Because that's a super life......"

The three apostles communicated silently, exchanging a huge amount of information in an instant. After the initial panic, both Fizdek and Seredra slowly calmed down. When they didn't see the creator, they were filled with deep fear, and even saying the word "creator" was a taboo. When the creator really appeared in front of them, they were no longer so afraid, but calmed down and began to seriously analyze the strength of the creator and the balance of power between the two sides. Both apostles involuntarily remembered a maxim of humanity in the old times, that only the unknown is the real fear.

The creator of Zào stood there, but his strength was still as vague as a mist, and even Seredra could not see through the mist, and could only perceive the general outline. However, this made her feel more at ease, because the power of the creator did not have an overwhelming advantage, and even if the unknown negative factors were maximized, the apostles could still be defeated. Of course, only if Medirri goes all out. Seredra instantly communicated the information of her observations to the other apostles, including Medirri.

Fizdek settled down, and Medirli was unresponsive. Only Rochester has the most mixed feelings. He looked at the creator and said slowly, "Have you finally awakened too?" ”

The priest somehow had an extra copy of the Apocalypse in his hand, standing in the rain, turning the pages one by one. The pages are full of dense annotations, which are the result of decades of hard work and wisdom. The priest who holds the book of Revelation, solemn, holy and humble. Hearing Rochester's greeting, he lowered his head slightly and said gently: "It's not finally, it's already awakened." Thirty years ago, I opened up my dusty memories and knew where I came from and what I was calling. My name is the Creator, the Sixth Apostle, and the Sword in the hand of the Supreme Lord. But the sword is not the enemy of the Lord, but the apostles who have rebelled against the Lord. ”

The pages of Revelation are turning rapidly, representing the priest's past years as they fast forward. The priest's voice was gentle and firm, and even in the midst of raging storms and lightning and thunder, it was transmitted far away.

"Nope! Don't mention the Lord! Rochester suddenly roared in horror, this was the first time he had lost his temper.

Surprisingly, the priest hesitated, and sure enough, he did not mention the Lord again. As soon as his voice stopped, the rapidly flipped book of Revelation stopped. The page presented to the priest was very clean, without a single comment. It was the 'Doomsday' chapter, and there was only one sentence in the text that was heavily ticked off a bottom line.

"The Lord is omnipresent. When you think of him, he appears. ”

The apostle's reference was not just to the mouth, but to the spiritual thought of 'Lord'. The Lord is not the omnipotent and lofty Lord of the religions of the old times, but the name of a certain existence that is sealed in the depths of memory. Perhaps, however, the Lord of the apostles and the Lord of religion are one and the same.

Rochester let out a long sigh and said, "Whoever created the zào, maybe there will be a solution to the fate between us." A way to ruin the miè side. ”

"It's the will of the world again......" the priest smiled.

"The will of this world is not necessarily a bad thing." Rochester said.

The priest actually nodded, agreeing with Rochester's statement. He closed the book of revelation and said with some emotion, "Ever since I woke up in your petri dish, I have known my mission. Destroying you is the whole point of my existence. At that time, I was born again and again in your petri dish, not to be captured by you, but to better observe you, and to try to find out from you where the other apostles were. Unfortunately, although I saw you clearly, I was unable to get any clues from the other apostles. So after leaving your room, I traveled in the wilderness as a human being, trying to find all the apostles and then destroy you in one fell swoop. It wasn't until later that I realized that this was nothing more than an excuse. An excuse that allows me to put aside my mission for a while, and isn't that an excuse a characteristic peculiar to the will of this world? But I still think that the will of this world is good, at least its existence allows me to temporarily break away from instinct and fate, so that I can see the world in another way. I have to say that the will of this world is still very wonderful. When you try to see the world from a different perspective, it's like seeing a whole new world. From another perspective, it's a new world, endless. Amazing, isn't it? ”

"So maybe we can avoid a fight......," Rochester asked tentatively.

"Nope. You have completely betrayed your mission, and I, for a while, have just been lazy. So the difference between us is essential. The priest said.

"It would be a pity...... "Rochester sighed heavily, "and if war is inevitable, there is a good chance that you will also be ruined." Even if you don't have brains, we have four buddies here, and Valhalla, you don't have a chance of winning. I can see that in the decades since you awakened, you have not deliberately evolved, or even created a body for yourself with a slight combat power. Your Biochemical Legion has only one soldier, and it's equally unmature. It seems that the will of this world does not bring you exactly the benefits. ”

The priest's smile remained the same, untouched by Rochester's words, and he said, "The second difference between us is that I can completely destroy you, but you cannot. Even if I die this time, I will soon be reborn in another place. You won't have much time to enjoy the victory, even for a few days. Soon, you will have to wonder if one of the creatures around you will be the resurrected me, and even the other apostles will be suspicious. For no apostle but you, the inheritor, can identify me. And even you, the wise inheritor, will not have a second chance. I deliberately let you find out last time, that's all. ”

Rochester's smile stiffened, and he knew that the truth would be as the creator of the zào had said. However, it is not without hope, and all hope is tied to Medirli.

"And if there is a miracle, for example, if one of you happens to have the ability to destroy me completely......" As he said this, the priest looked at the girl who was sitting on the roof of the ship, thinking only about her own thoughts. Medirri was not visible from his vantage point, but everyone knew where the priest's eyes were focused. After looking at Medirri, the priest continued: "...... Then the ending will not change in any way. If I die, the Seventh Apostle will appear. It is a destroyer, and you will not want to encounter it. Death at my hands is the end of a qiē, and death at the hands of the destroyer, you will find that a qiē has just begun. ”

Rochester frowned, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation. Unlike the other three apostles, Rochester, as the inheritor, knew many secrets that the other apostles did not know. He was well aware that the sixth apostle came later, an apostle who appeared to purge the apostles. Therefore, the combat power of the creator is definitely much stronger than it seems on the surface, and it is very likely, no, there must be a means to restrain the ultimate skills of the apostles. But what he didn't expect was that there was a seventh apostle!

So all of a sudden, Rochester felt a little disheartened.

At this moment, a slight metal grinding sound sounded in the ears of all the apostles. They were stunned at the same time, and then reacted to the sound of the blade of the heavy sword dragging on the surface of the starship. The girl had already stood up and walked along Valhalla's hull to the bow. Valhalla's hull was several kilometers long, and it was only a few steps from the middle to the bow of the ship. The blade of the epee dragged across the Valhalla, making a screeching grinding sound.

The bow of the Valhalla is sharp and graceful streamlined, which eventually closes into a single point. The smooth hull of the ship would slide off even a fly, but the girl stood on it as steady as a mountain, as if she was one with Valhalla. The girl looked down at the priest below, and the priest was looking at her seriously.

Medirri's hand gradually tightened the blade of the heavy sword, and said coldly: "Even if there is a destroyer, it will be a matter for the future." I think it's better to kill you now. ”

"At least live a little longer?" The priest asked with interest.

"Yes!" Medirri replied crisply.

"A very true, but also regrettable answer." The priest sighed deeply and said, "Actually, I didn't want to come to you. After all, there are still brains that have not appeared, and it will be difficult for the five apostles to leave this planet without gathering together, and I have a good reason to continue waiting. Because you will not be able to find the brain, if it does not appear on its own. Unfortunately, why did you start cleaning? And it is a thorough cleaning. While it is possible to find out the brain, it will also kill the world consciousness. And I don't want to watch the world consciousness die yet, after all, it has allowed me to spend decades of wonderful dreams. So ......"

"So, let's fight!" Medirli issued a declaration of war on behalf of Father Medirli.

The priest nodded and began to pull up his sleeves, while the puppy at his feet began to growl lowly. It was a very funny scene, but none of the apostles found it funny, and Medirri's gaze became sharper and sharper, and the blade of the heavy sword began to tremble slightly.

However, just as the fierce battle was about to break out, the priest's ears suddenly moved. Not only him, but the four apostles all heard a powerful and heavy roar from far away. The source of the roar is very far away, not in the Northern Continent at all. The priest's movements for battle readiness stopped, and the puppy quieted down.

The priest glanced at Valhalla and said nonchalantly, "It seems that the battle between us is going to be postponed for a while, and I have a priority to deal with. ”

Looking at the priest's distant figure, the three apostles secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When given a choice, no apostle wants to face the Creator. N