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Kiyeol seemed to be in a dark world, unable to see his five fingers, and even his five senses were stripped away. The concept of time and space had been blurred, he didn't know how long he had been in this dark space, or where he was, his mind had changed from quick to slow, and he even had a feeling that if he continued like this, he might become a stone instead of a god after an unknown amount of time.

The most desperate thing is loneliness. There was no one to talk to, nothing to do, and loneliness was like a poisonous snake that kept biting at his heart.

Suddenly, a point of light lit up in the darkness, and he stared at it in a daze, and it took him a long time to react. He forced himself to lean towards that point of light, and the desire for light in his heart weighed on everything.

The point of light grew bigger and bigger, and Kiyeol became more and more excited, and he was at a loss for excitement. The point of light suddenly exploded, turning into countless light rain, he was in the light rain, watching the infinite light flow by his side, he closed his eyes slightly, facing the sudden burst of light rain, his heart was a peaceful .......

Kulius's eyes widened, not daring to let go of the slightest change, he only saw a simple stab from Michael, and Kireh, who had been fighting with him for a long time, actually stood in place, not even a reaction. The aura of being a living creature disappeared from Kiyeol's body in an instant, and he was like a statue of mud and sand, unable to feel a trace of life.

Michael's sword was slow, so slow that Culleus was a little anxious, but as if he couldn't see or feel anything, Keret let the slow thin sword plunge into his forehead.

The massive body shattered into stone with a thud, and then the rolling sand and stones flowed, piling up a human form again.

Kireel gasped greedily, and looked at Michael with some disbelief, what was the situation with that sword just now? The most terrifying thing is that until now he doesn't know how he "died". Yes, he had died once, and if he hadn't hidden his godhead somewhere in the deepest part of the earth, a single sword would have shattered his godhead. Although he didn't quite believe that the small human in front of him could do it, there was a trace of fear in his heart.

What the hell is wrong with humanity now?

Those humans who were as weak as ants actually dared to challenge the Warcraft, and even if they killed the Warcraft, they would even slaughter the gods openly. No matter what happens to them, how can you little human slaughter gods, and who gave you the strength and courage?

In the past, when he heard that there were human slaughtering gods, he would often scoff at them, and even the gods that humans could kill were probably inferior to demigods. While he despised humans, he also had a deep disdain for the gods who were killed, and at one time thought that these gods could not be called gods. However, at this moment, he finally understood the mood of the gods who proved the glory of a certain era or some people, killed by the power of ants.

Fear can produce awe, and extreme fear can give birth to two absolutely opposite emotions.

The first is called cowardice, after the fear is piled up to the limit, the tense nerves are broken, and they can't withstand the slightest wind and grass, even the slightest movement can make people worry and tremble.

The second type is anger, anger at one's own cowardice, anger at one's cowardice and incompetence, and this anger turns into a fire that burns fear.

Keret roared and rushed towards Michael, the earth shuddered with every step, and he wanted to fill the cracks in his heart with the blood and soul of the human in front of him.

There was a hint of regret on Michael's handsome face, and he also thought that the godhead of this god was not in his body. Otherwise, with the full force just now, he would definitely be able to shatter his godhead. There was a hint of helplessness in his smile, the gods were indeed powerful, and the godhead and soul formed the core of their existence. As long as the core is not destroyed, they will not die. Compared to the weak bodies of humans, the gods are really too strong.

He swung his thin sword and pulled out a sword flower, and a dazzling white light suddenly erupted from the right arm of Ki Lie's punch, and the white light penetrated through the gap between the sand and stones, and in an instant, the entire right arm was shattered, falling to the ground and turning into a pile of lifeless dead things.

Kirel roared in rage, his left fist struck, and Michael was unfazed, his feet were lightly clicked, and his body fluttered backwards like a piece of paper with the fist.

Kiree was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he kicked out, Michael was like a catkins in the wind, and without the slightest strength, he floated up lightly along the wind generated by his side kick. Kereh's anger burned even more, and a stone suddenly shot out of his chest, and Michael tapped his sword a few times in mid-air, and the stone with the size of his head instantly turned into fine gravel with the fierce wind howl, and blew it all over the ground.

"All things in the world, whether they are human beings or gods, are evil at birth, and wrath is one of the seven evils. God the Father is merciful and wise, and uses great magic power to bring down mercy and keep us away from the seven evils. You should take refuge in the arms of the Father, find the truth, goodness and beauty in the world, and reject all that is bad and keep all that is good. Michael smiled like a flower, and held the silver cross on his chest with his left hand and held it in the palm of his hand, "As the chosen son of God, the chosen one, I have the obligation to eradicate the evil in your heart. ”

Michael hummed softly, the tune was light, and there was something hidden that could make people calm. Ki Lie's attack was stunned, and he shook his head violently, "Shut up!", and punched again, but it had no effect.

Kulius on the side was in a cold sweat, it was terrible, it was terrible!

This Michael is terrible!

Wu didn't know how to communicate, but he actually sang a hymn!

No, not just Michael, the entire Church of the Holy Light is terrifying!

Julius swallowed dryly, his throat slid up and down, and he made up his mind that he would never oppose the Church of Light in this life. Look at these people, just ordinary mortals, but they have the power to kill gods. The hymns they sing also have a mysterious power comparable to that of soul singers, which can make people be bewitched quietly and without breath!

With God the Father above, does this world give the gods a way to live?

He thought of the fanatical believers in the Church of Light, and the God of the Father they believed in, and the unpredictable Rosie, and he was completely convinced. His pride and dignity as a god had been trampled under his feet.

He glanced up at the calm sky, and the violent morning light and the mysterious holy power in his perception had subsided, and he shuddered and lowered his head deeply.