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Unlike the "tyrant" aura of the god of thunder, which makes it almost impossible to rise to the idea of rebellion, Richard Ernst in a state of indulgence also has the terrifying power - like a kind shell has been broken, revealing the terrifying and ferocious nature within.

It's hatred, it's anger, it's despair.

It is the negative emotions that everything originates from human nature and leads people to madness.

Klein is okay, he is young, he has a lot of life experience, there is not much cynicism, but he feels his heart beat faster, and the desire to destroy rises uncontrollably.

However, Colin and Lovia were hit hard, having to slash the pain of their loved ones, having to carry the depression of dying with generations of hope, and the despair of finally waiting for God's guidance but being told that the gods were dead, all of which made them uncontrollable hatred of God, and at the same time hatred of the ancient sun god and the true creator, and the flames of anger suddenly burned in their hearts.

Almost at the same time, they cast an almost cursed gaze in God's direction, full of intense hatred.

Richard's joints twisted, his body lowered, his hands turned into wolf claws, their claws curdled dark with untold blood, and the joints of his legs bent back, tearing his dress trousers, revealing wolf-like running and bouncing limbs.

Instead of using a mythical creature form, he chose the "werewolf" state with the strongest desire to attack!

Crane didn't see his movements at all, and the next moment he had disappeared in place, and the intricate glittering figures on the body of God, the "Dark Angel" Sasliel, kept flickering, and at the same time, the "Dark Angel" seemed to be somewhat restricted, as long as he moved his joints slightly, there would be a clicking sound, and the luster of wood quickly appeared on his skin.

The eyes of the "dark angel" suddenly turned golden, and the dazzling light was about to rise, to purify the "gods" that were in the way.

But at the same time, a strong black suddenly appeared around the body of the God of Thunder, and he actually restrained the sunlight, and the other was lost!

Opportunity!

Crane didn't care if he would be stared at by God, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward, ready to summon the "Poseidon Scepter".

In an area filled with the aura of the god of thunder, the power of the "Poseidon Scepter" skyrockets, and even a casual wave of the hand without imbuing any spirit can summon a terrifying lightning bolt.

Just when Klein was ready to desperately give the Thunder God a fatal blow, the Thunder God suddenly snorted heavily.

As if the thunder was ringing in his ears, Klein couldn't help but shudder, and was about to think about why the god always seemed angry, when his spiritual intuition showed him a picture:

On the book floating in the hand of the god of thunder, the brass-colored eyeball looked at him. In the next second, Crane's body sketch met the eraser, which was erased inch by inch, and quickly disappeared in place.

"Secretive"!

The "reader" is able to simulate the power of other avenues! Just now, he simulated the shadow power of the "Hanging Man" path, and I had obviously come into contact with several "readers", how could I just forget about it...... Klein was overjoyed. With the blessing of "secret", although it may not be possible to completely deceive God's eyes, it is still much better than giving it to God in vain!

Crane steadied himself, this was the first time he had observed his surroundings from a "stealthy" state, but he had to take his chance.

- In the "hidden" state, the reality he sees is covered with a dark fog, and he can only roughly distinguish where he is and what the things around him are, and he cannot exert influence on the outside world. If not, he could have gone into a "stealthy" state and then secretly manipulated Sasriel's "spirit thread", which would be a near-insoluble means.

Crane wasn't sure how long the "stealth" would last, and after roughly judging the location, he cautiously walked in the direction of his target.

The stage has been destroyed, and the dormitory has been blown into the sky, but the first "blasphemous tablet" still stands, the most likely thing God could ever need besides the body of the "dark angel".

Klein began to move closer to the "Blasphemous Slate".

He didn't know that when he was first hidden, God's eyes moved slightly, and he directly locked on the area where he was "hidden".

Although he can now open only one eye, it does not prevent him from easily seeing the "hidden" with his own eyes and person—even if he is not fully revived, not fully returned, and cannot really see through the "secret" at present, he can keenly feel that in the empty area, Klein Moretti is approaching him, and will approach the "blasphemous slate" in twelve seconds, according to the route He prophesied.

This is the power of omniscience.

However, just when God judged Klein's current location and coordinates, and was about to shoot a god-level thunderbolt there, a storm of knowledge suddenly blew in his mind, and in an instant, countless characters confused the concept of "Klein Moretti".

Countless black-haired, brown-eyed youths similar to Klein appeared in God's mind at the same time.

Pedro Carton, a citizen of Rune, lives in East Chester County, has a younger sister, 22 years old, just graduated from university, Tito Duran, a former citizen of the Republic of Lemburg, now a citizen of Rune Lemburgshire, has an older sister and a younger brother, is studying at the Capital University of Üremberg and is about to complete his final year of study, Cyrillo Oliver, a native of Intis......

God temporarily lost the target "Klein Moretti".

But for the information warfare of the demon of knowledge, God does not think so.

He directly switched the target to the "Master of Mysteries" and limited the search to the "Court of the Giants".

Suddenly, "Klein Moretti" reappeared in view, and was closer to the location of the "Desecration Slate" than before.

In order to prevent the demon of knowledge from confusing his cognition again, God unfurled the black wings behind the "dark angel", and several feathers fell one after another, but after landing on the ground, they turned into a black shadow like a snake and pounced directly on the area where Crane was, circling a circle on the ground.

Klein's pupils in the "hidden" state shrank suddenly, and just as the circle was about to take shape, a flaming knife suddenly flew in, cutting through the shadow, allowing Crane to step out at the last second.

Medici sat in a more comfortable and familiar position in his chair at the moment, his legs folded on the table, and he smiled at Ulorius beside him as he lit his own cigarette:

"I just looked like my hand slipped."

Ulorius glanced at Him and lowered her head again.

God smiled, not paying attention to this little episode. His finger was slightly raised, and the wind and information storm suddenly surrounded the "Desecration Slate", and Klein, who was in the "Secret" state, suddenly had to stop, although he was only a few steps away from the "Desecration Slate", his spiritual intuition began to alarm him frantically, telling him that as long as he stepped into that area, he would be torn apart by the wind and killed by knowledge!

What should I do now...... Crane had to temporarily put aside the direct attack on the target of the "Desecrated Slate" and began to flash around quickly, constantly shifting positions to prevent being caught red-handed by God again.

At this moment, Klein suddenly noticed that the silver ornament on Sasriel's body stopped shaking and oozed bright red blood.

An illusory shadow was forced out, taking a few steps back before barely regaining its balance. But there was an extra layer of black viscous shadow on his body, which clearly restricted his movements.

Richard was half-hunched, his center of gravity lowered, and his movements were more wolf-like than any "werewolf" Klein had ever seen.

He gasped for breath and scratched at the black substance on his body violently, even as he tore his own clothes and flesh without stopping. Blood was squeezed out of his own torn heart with every breath, and the vivid color of blood did not oxidize and darken in the air, but was like a rose wrapped around his body.

God looked at Him with a golden eye, and Richard seemed to be fighting against something, and in the pain he scratched his scalp, and the blood quickly dyed his silver-gray hair a suspicious dark.

"Shut up! Shut up!! ”

The werewolf monster roared hoarsely:

"I've had enough! I'm fed up with my own strength, I've had enough of extraordinary abilities, I've had enough of you God's handouts and gifts, and I've had enough of using the Transfiguration Curse to sustain the nation again and again!! ”

"Why is it that only farmers need half a year of hard work to get food, and the harvest sacrifice only requires one prayer, and I only need a transformation curse to create countless breads and wheat!!"

Remembering everything he had just experienced in his brief hallucination, and then recalling all the experiences and experiences he had seen all along, Richard, who had completely fallen into a state of indulgence and madness, let out a strange and terrifying laugh, the blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes, his world was blood-red, and even the sun in front of him and the clear sky in the distance were a terrible blood.

Looking at the way He looked, Klein began to think for the first time in a long time:

"Angel of Temperance"...... He must be a member of the temperance faction, right?

"Why is it that a doctor who has been practicing medicine for more than fifty years can't compare to a young imp who has just drunk a potion in terms of healing ability?!"

"Why should the so-called strong and high-ranking people hold resources and power for hundreds of thousands of years and are not willing to die, while the people who really created the world, built factories and houses, and maintained the stable operation of society should be burned as meaningless firewood!!"

Richard's abomination burned brightly, and he poured out his wrath:

"Why-"

"—Why is it that even human beings have only one life, which is the only fair thing! All to be deprived of the damn extraordinary powers!! ”

His accusation was interrupted by thunder and flames falling from the sky, and a pillar of pure and brilliant light descended upon Him. While Richard was dodging the pillar of light, another thunderbolt of astonishing sound slammed down on the spot where he had landed, and the bricks and stones flew instantly, and the two gods, both friends and foes, expressed their dissatisfaction with the Angel of Temperance at the same time.

Klein was stunned, looking in the direction of the God of Thunder in disbelief, and found that the expression of the God of Thunder had not changed, and the eyes that looked at Richard were even more impatient, and even with a killing intent that seemed to have existed for a long time.

Crane's breathing stopped for a moment.

Richard, who had been prepared, carried the pure flame burning on his body, lightly endured the burning heat that made Lovia roll back and forth in pain, suppressed it, and looked at the heavens.

The Angel of Temperance smiled with a very false mockery:

"Do you want to kill me too?"

Of course, the god of thunder would not surrender himself to answer the words of a cult leader who was only one of the sequences, but Richard didn't care at all, the smile on his face was even more evil, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"I want you to die soon, too."

"Oh, not you, I want all the gods to die. It is better to disappear from this world immediately, right away. ”

The next moment, a thunder spear fell from the sky and nailed Richard to the masonry.

Crane's jaw nearly fell to the ground, and Medici's eyes widened, not knowing for a moment whether to laugh at Leodro or marvel at the great provocateur who was not in the hunter's path.

Only then did he realize how perverse Richard Ernst's words just now were, and he simply scolded all the high-ranking people and even gods in this world! And he ...... Klein, who was about to become a "high man", did not react to these rebellions in the first place, because he himself came from the old era, from an era when everyone could achieve a certain equality between them, and everyone had only one life.

In his heart, he actually agreed with Richard's words.

Naturally, it is recognized, if it is not approved, how can it be possible to take the initiative to fund their charitable organization, repeatedly take Richard's money lightly, and even take the initiative to agree to divide the family property?

After thinking about this, and remembering the way the god of thunder looked at Richard as if he were looking at a talking corpse, Crane's cold sweat broke out silently, almost soaking his clothes.

God looked at Him with an inquiring eye:

"Your desires are destined to be impossible to fulfill, in this case, it is better to obey your superficial desires and surrender to the happy world."

"I'm not at all rare to be happy in your mouth!!"

"Because I'm so pathetic, so pathetic that I'm a good-for-nothing ant-like human being, and I can't believe in the illusory world you speak of. And I was born here, and all I have in front of me is the present, this crazy world that makes me desperate, the world I really live in! ”

The God of Thunder would never kill his temporary teammates when the enemy was present, he only gave a small punishment to the open-mouthed cult angel, and it was not fatal.

But he didn't mind sending the kid on his way with a thunderbolt after the battle. After all, as an enemy, He is very good.

Richard tore the thunder gun apart with his living corpse hands, sneered, a large amount of blood flowed out of his throat and the wounds on his body, and looked like a demon:

"I will hate you forever! I curse you, I curse the gods, I curse myself, I curse the whole world! ”

"Either let all ordinary people die, or you gods die together with extraordinary powers!!"

As he spoke, he staggered to his feet, and his body suddenly passed through the spirit world, and appeared directly in front of the "dark angel", his eyes met, Richard's figure disappeared, and a phantom appeared in Sasriel's eyes, and his body quickly stiffened and turned into a puppet.

Pure light burst out of Sasriel's body, and the sky grew brighter and brighter, and there was no longer a trace of darkness in the entire Giant Court, and nothing could hide.

"The Darkless Realm"

But the "unjust soul" is hiding in His body at this time!

At the same time as Richard left, Medici, who had been forced to watch the battle, finally couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up suddenly, and seeing that Ulorius did not stop him, he immediately pulled out the flaming sword from the air, rushed forward, and re-nailed the hand that the "dark angel" was about to raise to the armrest.

God turned his head and looked at Him calmly.

"You've betrayed me again." He sighed softly.

Medici's pupils shrank, but he gritted his teeth and pressed the flaming sword in his hand down a few points again.

Golden opportunity!

At the same time as the light burst out, the trident in the hand of the "God of Thunder" was raised high again, and the sky was as bright as day, and all the light converged on the tip of his trident, like a crack in the night sky, condensing a "Divine Punishment Spear" completely composed of blazing white thunder!

With a crackling sound, as if the sky had been torn apart, the spear of light pierced through the sacred flames and accurately hit the head of the "Dark Angel".

The brilliant, dazzling light suddenly bloomed, completely covering the area, and even Klein, who was restraining his crazy thoughts, couldn't help but close his eyes and distort his face because he was too close to dodge, feeling that one "spirit worm" after another was evaporating, and feeling that the connection between the "blasphemous slate" and the corrosive power of the "true creator" had not yet been fully established had been purified a lot.

Immediately afterward, the sun rose behind the "God of Thunder", and he and God looked at the thunder through the flames for a moment, and the latter smiled slightly, not angry or impatient, as if he had just enjoyed a battle in which the weak had fought with all their might.

The figure of the "Dark Angel" Saslir loomed, twisting and swaying in the blazing white brilliance and sacred flames, fading and dissolving.

On the other side, after Crane, who was almost acting at the same time as the "God of Thunder", quickly approached the iron-black throne, the "hidden" state happened to be over, and his figure instantly stood out on the right side of the target.

Then, without hesitation, he summoned the "Seagod Scepter" and aimed it at the ancient gray stone slab.

Without bothering to read the above content, Crane quickly sketched in his mind an extraordinary ability that he was very familiar with.

Bang!

One after another, silver-white electric snakes burst out, with a strong aura of destruction, and densely slashed towards the first "blasphemous stone slab".

This is the "Lightning Storm" from the "Poseidon Scepter"!

Blessed by the breath of the god of thunder, he reached the "lightning storm" of the angel level in an instant!

Bang!

In the silvery white light that illuminated the surrounding area, between the first "blasphemous slate" and the "dark angel" Saslir appeared illusory, almost invisible, and indescribable "lights" of specific colors, which evaporated and broke one after another under the tearing of the terrifying thunder.

Then, the shadows that covered the walls, stone pillars, and floor tiles began to disintegrate, revealing inch after inch of orange-red glow.

Hidden in the Giant King's residence, the palace that coexisted with the real world finally lost the power to continue to maintain it, and was no longer cut off from the influence of the outside world.

This also means that the special evil spirit that has lost contact with the "Chaos Sea" has truly been purified.

Just when the palace of shadows began to crumble and not completely disintegrate, the invisible force suddenly came, turning into a giant shadow hand, grabbing the object along the illusory "light" between itself and the first "blasphemous stone tablet", and sinking into the sea of illusory light and shadow together.

In the sky, the demon of knowledge stared at the whole picture, and after a moment's thought, he waved towards the sea in the distance.

In an instant, countless "mud spots" were sprinkled and grew out of the ground, endowed with a digital soul and identity by knowledge and information, and turned into human figures.

The people of Moon City and Silver City "refreshed" to a clearing outside the Giant King's Court, closed their eyes and slept deeply, waiting to wake up.

There was no Amun among them anymore, they were all pure humans.

Then, just as Klein was about to catch his breath, the tattered theater curtain in the air suddenly turned into a set of data, falling straight from the air and coming to Klein.

The latter was slightly startled.

Immediately after, without hesitation, Klein picked up the data symbolized by the extraordinary properties of the "Miracle Master".

The moment he touched it, Crane's mind came up with the appearance of it being restored to extraordinary properties, its shape was as transparent as a heart and crystal, but from time to time it emitted small bubbles, each bubble seemed to hide a kind of illusion.

The darkness instantly condensed and became deep, so that there seemed to be endless eyes opening at the same time.

He pondered for a moment, incorporating the data into his body.

Suddenly, Crane's spirit was torn apart.

TBC

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Two hours later.

"I'm sorry, but I seem to have said something extreme in my previous indulgence."

Richard stood on the sand, the water rushing to his feet in waves, leaving dark marks on the sand.

"Please don't take it to heart, and don't worry that what you say in that state will cause dissatisfaction in your friendship with me."

As he spoke, he ripped a cloth from his tattered white shirt, wiped the lenses of his glasses that were stained with dust and blood, and wiped his face. Although he was ragged, he moved decently and with ease, and Crane looked at him and couldn't help but think of Edward Vaughn in his head.

It's so similar, worthy of being a teacher and a student. Although the personalities and beliefs are very different, not to mention the temperament, even the behavior style and the tone of speech are a little subtly similar, which is simply a black belly in the same vein.

Richard didn't sense what was going on in Crane's heart, he probably dealt with his appearance, and smiled kindly at Crane:

"Congratulations on your promotion to Sequence 2."

"Welcome to the world of mythical creatures."

(End of chapter)