"Angel's wings—" Shirazome chanted softly, completing the summoning ritual alone.

A small, white wing appeared in his hand, then floated in the air and slowly descended towards the center of the circle.

In an instant, white, pure, and transparent energy lit up from the center of the circle, dazzling like the sun, but it was not so irritable, and the soft light bloomed gently like flowing water.

"The strongest steel spirit-" Bai Zhan's hand pulled away from his chest, and a small ball of silver light slowly peeled off, and flew into the magic circle following the guidance of his hand.

The momentum coming from the magic circle suddenly became much stronger, and it was no longer as soft as before, and the sharp energy like a sharp knife burst out, washing the ground and scraping out the terrifying deep marks.

The sense of oppression from the sky is more condensed, the coercion of the submission of all things is getting stronger and stronger, a faint shadow appears in the sky, and the supreme figure is about to come out.

"The blood of the king—" The finger turned into a tangent line, and crossed the white-dyed wrist, and the blood gushed out like a spring, swaying on the ground.

Violent plate pulsations, coming from the depths of the earth, responded to the call of the sky, as if to welcome the owner of the place, and let out an excited and solemn tremble.

An ethereal, carved with ancient magic patterns of light door, unfolded in the sky, silver bell-like melodious singing, like the chanting of countless maidens, a steady stream of from inside, several small, very cute and delicate, winged angels, surrounded in front of the door, ready to welcome the supreme lord.

"Godkiller Spear-" Bai Dye took out the long package that Athena had given him from the space watch, and left it exactly as it had been when he got it.

Peeling back the silver gauze wrapped on it, a golden spear that looked very ancient was revealed, and I felt the murderous aura coming from it.

The golden spear had been broken from the middle of the spear body, and there were some dark red blood marks at the head of the spear, and the slightest trace of divinity was scattered from above, sprinkled into the air, rubbing out golden lightning.

The Spear of Longirus - the legendary spear of the gods, in the Bible mythology, the weapon of the gods' assassination of the son of the gods, Jesus, stained with the blood of the sons of the gods, and at this moment, it will be used as the most important tool in the completion of the summoning ceremony.

Bai Ran pulled the remnant spear out of the package and held it in his hand, aiming it at the center of the circle, despite the dissuasion of the roaring hall that was still fighting the sidelines.

He whispered, "The blood of the Son, connected to the Lord, listen to my call, answer my call, come with my longing and expectation!" The supreme deity! ”

As the words in his mouth ended, the heavy Longirus Holy Spear turned into a golden streamer in his hand, accurately hitting the center of the circle and piercing deeply.

Suddenly, the originally sharp and dissipating energy immediately settled down, and with it, it seemed that the time of the entire world realm had stood still, and the brilliance of flowing water continued to converge here from the surrounding earth, starry sky, and moon, and flowed into it along the groove into which the holy spear had pierced.

The entire Longkillus Holy Spear instantly bloomed with an incomparably dazzling golden light, and the scorching temperature made Bai Zhan's palm feel a little tingling, so he simply let go of his hand and let it be stuck upside down.

It was quiet, completely deathly quiet, even the sound of the lonely wind stopped, and the whole world was like a dormant little beast.

Campione and Athena, who were still in the midst of a hard battle, including Zhu Gangguan and Sha Wujing, all stopped their movements and looked at the spectacle in front of them.

The golden holy light was compressed to the extreme, and finally, it burst out violently on the holy spear, shaking the surrounding earth to the point of cracking everywhere.

A pillar of light shot up into the sky, plunging from the ground into the sky, and accurately slammed into the originally closed gate of heaven.

The singing from inside came to an abrupt end, and the cheerful little angels surrounding outside also stopped and floated there respectfully.

The crack in the closed door, the energy transmitted by the holy spear, pushed out a gap, and the endless holy light poured down like a vast wave, swaying on the earth—the door of heaven, finally opened.

Bathed in holy light and dressed in splendid robes, Jehovah, the Lord of Heaven, the Most High, Almighty, Just, Holy, Faithful, and Loving God, slowly stepped out of the gates of Heaven and appeared in a perfect form before everyone.

The brilliance condensed on him, dazzling but not the slightest dazzling, incomparably elegant temperament, full of nobility, eyes very soft, glanced over, even a group of murderous and deep god-killers, all have a sense of peace of mind, the whole body, without any disobedient qualities, is indeed as depicted in mythology, is omniscient, omnipotent, incomparably noble Lord.

He is the owner of the highest authority in this world, and the administrator of the entire plane, the creator god who created all things in the universe, this is the conclusion that Bai Ran has reached in various scriptures.

"Is that what you called me? My baby! The gentle gaze of the Lord swept over the room, and finally fell on the white dye, and he spoke with a holy smile on his face.

To tell the truth, Jehovah's style is absolutely perfect, but when it falls into Bai Ran's eyes, he always feels that he is full of pretense all over his body.

Maybe it's the rejection of the magic side, but more importantly, he always feels that this almighty lord is a little weird, but if you really want to investigate it carefully, you can't say what the problem is.

With such contradictory thinking, Bai Ran looked him up and down carefully a few times, but there was nothing to gain, he shook his head, maybe it was a wrong intuition.

"It's me!" Bai Ran said very simply, and then continued to speak: "Since you are the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord, you must know my confusion, so in this case, you are extremely benevolent, you will not ignore my appeal, please transfer the authority to me!" ”

Bai Zhan's words, without the slightest polite ingredient in it, completely straightforward, unceremoniously said, not at all like a prayer attitude, in his opinion, it is impossible to solve it peacefully, but it is such a clean point, which saves time.

Unexpectedly, under Bai Ran's excessive request, Yahweh did not get angry at all, and the soft smile on his face became more kind, and he slowly responded to Bai Ran: "You are not from this world, so why should you be nostalgic for yourself here, why do you want to be troubled here, why don't I send you back to where you should go, so that it is the best of both worlds, and you will not have any more troubles." ”

As he spoke, a human-sized light gate spread out in front of Bai Zhan, and the holy and dazzling light came out from it, and the power of the space was somewhat distorted around the light gate, and it seemed that it was indeed a bridge connecting another world.

Back to where I was supposed to be! This sentence seemed to be suddenly ingrained in Bai Zhan's heart, and it lingered in his ears repeatedly.

Right! Returning to my own realm of the Lord World, that's right, isn't this what I've been looking for! Once the thought arose, it could no longer be stopped, and the frenzy gave him the urge to rush in at once.

But for some reason, subconsciously, there seemed to be a faint will that was resisting this perfect-sounding suggestion, which made him frown slightly.

As a king, the iron will was constantly shaking, making his legs tremble slightly, he wanted to take this step desperately, but he felt a little rash and a little strange.

Caught in the struggle of his own consciousness, Bai Ran naturally couldn't notice that at the same time as the Lord spoke, in the battlefield not far from him, the five Campiones, and even the goddess of wisdom Athena, their eyes were a little dull, and their eyes were stunned, looking extremely hollow, looking up at the sky without focus.

Strange sound waves spread out from the open and closed mouth of the Lord, and even the witches, who were already far away from here, rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground, but all this was beyond the reach of Bai Zhan.

"After decades of hard work and roaming the two worlds, do you still want to drift so lonely? You are an intruder, a person who is not recognized by all planes, no matter how many worlds you have experienced, you are still lonely, only the main world that belongs to you is your true belonging! ”

"Look at them!" Yahweh continued his words, and with his words, a picture was spread out like a mirror on the originally radiant door of light, which was the appearance of Shirazen's elderly parents, looking at his picture and weeping silently, and his young and beautiful girlfriend, looking at the text message on his mobile phone, sighing sadly......

Such a scene, like a sharp knife, pierced deeply into Bai Zhan's heart, and the self-blame and longing that had been precipitated for many years suddenly exploded, washing away his only remaining reason.

"Have you forgotten about them? They are all waiting for you to go back, thinking about you all the time, go back! Go back to your own world, where you can find true happiness......"

Yahweh recounted in his mouth, and strange fluctuations distorted the air around him, transmitting it to his white ears, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, destroying his reason, which was obviously not the strength of a lord of the world.

Bai Ran's eyes slowly became dazed, and in confusion and hesitation, he took the first step tremblingly, followed by the second step, and then the third step......

Towards the door of light, which leads nowhere, he walked towards the ......

The corners of Yahweh's mouth lifted slightly as he watched his movements, and a subtle chuckle hung on him.