Chapter 48: The Gods Rise
The ground under Paul's feet trembled incessantly, as if an invisible hand was shaking the foundations of the earth. In an instant, the wind blew fiercely, and the wind and sand blew up so that people couldn't open their eyes.
Immediately after that, the earth was torn apart by this invisible hand, and deep marks stretched along the lines of the ground, and every qiē around them was moving downward, as if the whole world was about to sink.
Paul was not afraid of this qiē at all, and he looked up at the sky with a sneer. At this moment, the clouds were thick, and the clouds were mixed with countless electric currents, like fiery snakes constantly spitting letters.
"It seems to be faster than expected! But it doesn't matter anymore, I already have the power to finally sanction it. Any god in front of me will be ruined. A new era for humanity is about to begin! ”
Paul said as he raised his arms above his head again, "O wraiths I have gathered! Now is the time for you to show what you can do. I return to you boundless anger and hatred, and use the power I have given you to crush the ambitions of the gods! ”
Before he could finish speaking, streaks of dark purple light flew out of his fingertips. Hundreds of rays of light spread out in all directions, flying towards all parts of the Republic.
The light shone on the dregs who had lost their ability to move, and they "came to life" again. In their hearts there is a voice that constantly gives them orders; "Ruined miè a qiē! Destroy everything you see! Not a single one to stay! ”
The scum roared and picked up their weapons and stormed the town halls of each city, where they began to slaughter people at sight, destroying everything in different ways. There were things that were not easy to destroy, so they burned them with fire, and suddenly half of the world was in flames.
The countless wails and screams under the cover of the walls of fire seemed so small, but there was also one thing that these scum could not stop. That's the ground that's constantly sinking.
The bloody massacre and destruction lasted most of the day. Along with the burning of the fire, huge sinkholes also appeared all over the world. These sinkholes vary in size. The smallest ones have a diameter of several hundred meters, and the largest ones can reach thousands of kilometers. From the pit there were puffs of black gas. At the very bottom of the black gas were huge eyes that looked like the center of a hurricane, and from the eyes of the wind came a moan like a hellish ghost.
Paul had one such sinkhole at his feet, but by this time he had already flown into the air with the power of the final sanction. He lowered his head and looked down at the sinkholes, and his heart was indescribably excited.
The Great War is imminent, and this is the last fight between me and the gods. I'm going to win! He thought to himself, and his consciousness was connected again.
He was giving orders to the other scum, and he was the one who gave the order to destroy Miè just now. In his current mode of thinking, ruining miè is a new life. His army of scum is Noah's Ark of the New Age. Only qualified people will be able to board it. Those who are weak and incompetent will be swallowed up by the wrath of the gods, if not destroyed by their own army of dregs. All, he is going to slaughter, to kill all the useless humans before the gods come. When the gods go to war with them, the humans who are still alive are the chosen people of his new world.
Now that the sinkhole is saturated, the gate of the Otherworld is about to be opened. The gods who have been sealed by human consciousness for a long time are about to be reborn, and there is no point in continuing to slaughter. Therefore, he gave the order to stop destroying miè a qiē.
"My boys, start getting ready! You are the good generals I have carefully cultivated. You are already the most stable version, and I now have the power of the final sanction to establish a true spiritual connection with you. I am you, you are me, my siblings, my weapons. The armies of the gods will soon descend, and they will flood into our world like a tidal wave. Let the endless anger and hatred in your hearts be vented to them! ”
Paul waved his hand. The purple glow in the eyes of the scum of the world lit up again.
The black gas in the sinkhole gradually dissipated, and they were nothing more than rituals before the great war. After the black smoke, it calmed down, as if nothing had happened. Only the great pit in the ground tells the people that this place will become a battlefield of human destiny.
What had been ravaged by scum a few hours ago is still devastated. Many of the unkilled humans were still groaning on the ground. Among them were women who had lost their husbands. There are gray-haired old people, and there are children who can't find their parents. Until now they haven't figured out what exactly happened. The sudden slaughter was like a nightmare that fell from the sky, waking them up from the dream of the peace and stability of the Republic. Two hundred years without war, coupled with genetic modification, made everyone forget how to resist. They can only watch their relatives, friends, and strangers they don't know being slaughtered like pigs and dogs. I can't do anything about it.
At this moment, it is like a world away, and the short silence makes people feel extremely depressed. They didn't dare to make a sound. can only quietly wait for their own fate.
The flame slowly extinguished. Every city was as silent as death, and the dregs stared viciously at the crater in the ground, like a hungry wolf staring at the meat that was close at hand.
Time passes minute by minute, and most of them even forget about the storage of time. A butterfly flew out of the smoke and landed beside the pit at Paul's feet. It flapped its wings slowly, waiting for something like everyone else.
Suddenly, a point of light flashed out of the pit, and the point of light seemed to be a light in the darkness that made people feel unusually warm. But it flickered and flickered, as if it could go out at any moment.
Slowly, the light gradually expanded, from the initial little bit of light to a large area of light. This light dispelled the flames that had not been completely extinguished, and it also illuminated the scum who could not open their eyes. The little butterfly was soon swallowed up by the light. Now there is only this light between heaven and earth, warm and peaceful.
It was extremely similar to the light that emanated from Mo Yitian's body at the end. It's just that these lights are far tens of thousands of times larger than the scale on his body.
The light gradually stabilized, and some figures began to flash out of these lights. With the appearance of the figure, beautiful singing and piano began to be heard in the sky. These beautiful voices blend with the holy light, and it is even more peaceful and solemn.
Paul looked at the lights and suddenly laughed, "Hypocritical fellows, even if they have been sealed for so long, they can't take off the mask of hypocrisy. Sin belongs to humanity and to your gods, and now I will punish you with my hands! My boys' time has come, kill me!! ”
His mind moved, and the scum of wolves roared and rushed towards the light. Paul floats in mid-air and is able to see the whole world through guò senses. He was proud of the attack, but also very uneasy. Even with the power of final sanctions, it cannot be careless. The gods are cunning beings, they have deceived humans for thousands of years, and now we are attacking with great fanfare, but these guys are unmoved, what the hell is going on?
"Kids, do it! Take out the artifacts I have given you! In order to be able to solve the problem quickly, Paul still sacrificed the killer weapon at the beginning.
The artifacts he spoke of were genetic weapons that he had modified based on the divine weapons possessed by the gods in mythology around the world. He combined decades of research results with his own ingenuity to perfectly combine the ancient martial arts of the original village with scum to create a super soldier. Then he uses the characteristics of the amber stone to concretize consciousness, allowing the warriors to rely on the mythological knowledge he gives to create their own gods. These artifacts are the physical form of the mind, not only have the attributes that the legendary divine weapons should have, but also can create and destroy at will.
Now he asked the scum to take out the artifacts so that they could defeat these newly resurrected gods in an instant, and destroy Miè's own enemies immediately in the form of a blitzkrieg.
Soon, his tactics worked, and the was torn open several times by the scum. The figures in the light have also decreased a lot.
The earth-shattering shouts of killing overshadowed the wonderful fairy music, as if the scene of the slaughter of humans just now was about to be staged again.
Paul looked at this qiē with satisfaction, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. There was a dull ache in his chest, as if something was wrong with his heart. And the shape of the opponent also reversed. (To be continued......)