Far away in the Ural Mountains, the rebuilt city in the sky floated again among the clouds, with only a stone staircase sloping upward.

This path is called the pilgrimage path by the faithful devotees.

Only the most pious, powerful, and meritorious to the kingdom of God are eligible to ascend this path and be baptized by God.

At this time, on the pilgrimage road, there was a young man in a white robe and bare feet, climbing step by step.

The young man was in his twenties, with knotted muscles and a very formidable appearance.

But strong physical fitness does not mean that it is truly powerful, only with a divine soul that matches this body can it be regarded as truly powerful.

Judging from the flashing thunder in the young man's eyes, his spirit was equally terrifying.

Although powerful, the young man's eyes were full of piety.

Step by step, he ascended the pilgrimage path and then stood on the platform of the city in the sky.

As he stepped out, he saw the holy light flickering around him, and there were whispered chantings all around.

Even the sky was filled with petals, as if celebrating this devout believer.

The young man fell to his knees and said nothing.

But he heard a grand voice spread throughout the sky city: "Tirasius, my child, are you the youngest god-level powerhouse in the Kingdom of God?" ”

The young man knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Holy Father, I am the youngest god-level powerhouse in the Kingdom of God!" ”

"And your most loyal child!"

The grand voice came again: "There are three tombs in Middle-earth, what is the eternity, but there is also Tirasius in my kingdom of God." ”

"Now that Zhang Sanfen has been awarded the Soul Destroying Method, He Yongheng is the strongest S-level among the younger generation."

"Tirasius, can you kill these pagans who don't respect the gods?"

Tirasius exclaimed, "Holy Father, the child is willing to give everything for you!" ”

In the city in the sky, thunder and lightning are combined, and energy is dissipated.

The raging currents blew away Tirasius' long golden hair, revealing his young, handsome face.

His eyes flashed with thunder, and his face was full of fanaticism.

He knew that this was the Holy Father testing himself, testing his strength!

But he soon realized that something was wrong, because the violent air flow turned out to be like a sharp blade, and every time it blew on his body, it was like a sharp blade cutting off a piece of his own flesh.

He looked down and realized that it was not an illusion.

Because in this violent airflow, his own flesh and blood are indeed being cut off in wisps!

The sharp pain made his body tremble slightly, but he quickly stabilized his body and said in fear, "Holy Father! The child didn't stand up to your test! ”

He knelt on the ground and touched his forehead.

Wisps of blood trickled down from his wound and were blown away by the wind.

But God didn't speak, and this devout believer didn't dare to move even half a step!

Even if he dies, he will die in front of his faith!

The air flow became more and more violent.

Soon, Tirasius's body was riddled with wounds and blood.

The grand voice in mid-air came again: "Tirasius, you are not Ho Eternity's opponent. ”

Tirasius's body trembled slightly, but remained still.

He didn't say a word, for the wind had torn his lips and torn his tongue apart.

As the air surged, his bones were exposed.

A moment later, a handsome blonde young man turned into a tall skeleton.

The wind continued to blow until there was not a single piece of flesh left on the bone frame.

But bones are harder than flesh and blood, and if they are blown by the air, they cannot bring any scars to the bones, but the air currents rub against them, causing the bones to become crystal clear, like jade.

I don't know how long it took for the violent air currents to gradually stop.

It was only then that Tirasius glanced down at his body.

Of course, this glance was seen by him with his own soul.

Tirasius was surprised to find that this violent wind was only aimed at his body, and did not hurt his soul at all!

Even because of the soul fluctuations carried in the wind, it made his divine soul more powerful.

Tirasius was still kneeling on the ground, but there was no flesh and blood skeleton in his bones, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt an eerie feeling.

The grand voice came again: "My child, you are not strong enough. ”

"The body is not strong enough, even if you have a strong soul, it is impossible to kill He Yongheng!"

"Tirasius, my child, but your bones and soul still have a certain effect on me."

"Are you willing to give everything for what you believe in?"

Tirasius exclaimed, "Holy Father! Tirasius is ready to give everything for you from the beginning of his practice! ”

"The soul and bones of the child are all from the Father!"

The grand voice smiled, "Good, good." Tirasius, my child, you will live in the eternal kingdom of God! ”

As soon as the voice fell, a smiling blonde young man stood in front of Tirasius in the white light.

The young man was naked, with a perfect figure, and his golden hair fluttered in the wind like silk.

Tirasius couldn't help but say, "Lord Adam! ”

The person in front of him is the first person under the Holy Father before, the rumored Lord Adam!

Adam smiled and reached out to take the skeleton into his arms.

At this time, the two bodies touched each other, and a huge amount of energy burst out in an instant!

The skeleton, which could not even be washed away by the turbulent flow of energy, was gradually integrated into Adam's body.

Adam, who was originally tall and handsome, kept squirming inside his body, making a clicking sound.

He's fusing the bones and spirits of Tirasius!

Because of his devotion and lack of any psychological resistance, Adam fused Tirasius's bones and soul with great ease.

The tremendous energy lasted for a full day and a night, and then Adam was left alone in the square.

He knelt on the ground, his eyebrows in the rare form of Tirasius: "Holy Father, I feel more powerful. ”

"I will definitely kill He Yongheng for you."

The grand voice said, "Are you Adam, or Tirasius?" ”

Adam smiled and said, "I am both Adam and Tirasius. ”

"What's more, whether it's Adam or Tirasius, aren't they all your children?"

The grand voice was quite relieved: "My child, do what you are supposed to do!" ”

"Go to the city of Lalaye, go kill the blasphemous heretics, and I'll let the legions of angels assist you in this!"

Adam shook his head and said, "Holy Father, the Angel Legion needs to maintain its pressure on Middle-earth, and if the Angel Legion is deployed, it will allow Hu Runzhi to seize the opportunity to counterattack." ”

"Holy Father, your child has grown up, and I will leave the matter of killing the evil suppression team to me."

"No matter He Yongheng or Zhang Sanfen, whether it is Zhang Baiqiang or Dongyi, I will wear out their souls and let them dissipate in this world forever!"

"When the time comes, your will will have great authority even in the city of Lalaie! You are the only Lord of this world! ”

Adam slowly stood up, the aura on his body becoming more powerful than before, and his body more perfect than before.

Because during this period of time, he "melted" a full thirteen S-class devout disciples!

Thirteen S-class powerhouses finally created today's Adam!

The reason why I did this was to let Adam completely wipe out the evil suppression team!