As long as he wanted, he could kill the plague that had been beaten half dead by Garan.

But he couldn't.

He had to make the disease make the reagent that would keep his son alive in order to kill him...... Reason must overcome anger.

Although Jia Lan couldn't understand what these two people were saying, it didn't stop her from continuing to fight, she grabbed the scourge of the disease with one hand and pressed it to the ground, her white right hand clenched into a fist, and she hammered the plague under her!

Knock knock knock!!

As Garan's fist fell, the ground under the Plague's feet cracked into hideous spider patterns, and the metal bones in his body were smashed and gradually deformed, and finally like a broken toy, he was smashed into the ground, basically incapacitated.

Rumble!!

As Jialan's last punch fell, the sick brain's brain buzzed, his eyes rolled, and he fainted directly.

Seeing this, Jia Lan slowly put away his fists, stood up from the dusty pit, and clapped his palms with a finished expression.

"Good work." Uncle Kyosuke's face turned pale and he squeezed out a smile at Garan.

Jia Lan understood this sentence, and when she was in Foggy Japan, Wu Xiangnan gave her some basic Japanese, and she immediately replied with a smile:

"You're welcome."

Uncle Kyosuke turned his gaze to the plague who had been knocked unconscious in the ground, and walked slowly but surely towards him with a blood-stained golden long knife.

"Can you do it?" An Qingyu's voice came from behind him.

"Maybe." Uncle Kyosuke nodded slightly, "When he is awake, he will realize that he is trapped in the illusion of [Misty Pupil], and no matter what kind of illusion I use to guide him, he will not act according to my thoughts, but now that he is knocked unconscious, his own consciousness has fallen into a state of ignorance, and this is easy to do."

Next, I will use [Misty Pupil] to create an illusion that is extremely close to reality for him, and let him follow my guidance to make that kind of reagent step by step...... For a professional cowherd, it is not difficult to carry out psychological guidance and suggestion. ”

"Sounds like a big job." An Qingyu's gaze swept over Uncle Kyosuke's body, frowned and asked, "Is your current body enough to support you to complete this illusion?" ”

Uncle Kyosuke walked in front of the disease, and the blood dripped to the ground along the blade of the golden long knife, gradually condensing into a pool of blood.

In the pool of blood, Uncle Kyosuke's pale face was reflected,

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Young man." He spoke slowly, "Don't underestimate any father......"

……

Under Tokyo Tower.

Among the broken fragments of the [Pure Land], a tattered black-robed prison scourge walked out of the flames all over the ground, the arm of his right hand had been slightly deformed, and his upper body had been cut off by nearly a third, and black metal bones supported his body, making a creaking buzz in the flesh.

Lin Qiye used the full force of the five Disaster Blades to slash the [Pure Land] and half of the body of the Prison Calamity into pieces.

The circle of light in the left eye of the prison disaster flickered and dimmed, and his eyes stared at the figure holding the five-handled knife that came from the night, and a look of resentment appeared on his face.

Lin Qiye's knife, in front of everyone's eyes, completely smashed the divine power!

The [Pure Land] has collapsed, and the soldiers and insects have also died, and the entire oracle is left with him and the plague still struggling to support, but it seems that he will soon be the only one left...... This scene spread to every corner of the "human circle", and from now on, their oracle will no longer be able to be above all beings as before.

In this battle, the oracle envoy was completely defeated.

"It seems that the winner has been decided."

Lin Qiye wore a black trench coat, walked through the beating flames, and walked in front of the prison disaster, his burning golden eyes looked down at him, and said lightly, "The neon era created by your oracles...... It's over.

In the future, this 'human circle' will sink into the eternal night brought by [Night] until its final demise. ”

In order to redeem the hundreds of millions of miserable souls, the country's electricity supply has been cut by 92%, and it is impossible to return to the bustling and gorgeous modern city, where darkness will become the main theme when night falls.

This is created by the Nightfall Squad, a balance between the living and the dead.

"I admit that our oracle envoys have indeed lost......" The prison disaster supported his tattered body, and in those dead eyes, a cold glow bloomed again, "However, the divine power is still there, do you really think that our oracle envoys can represent the divine power of this world?"

Do you really think that if you win us, you get the whole 'circle of people'? ”

Lin Qiye's brows furrowed slightly.

"You're right, we're just capitalists who have had a chance to soar after the fog has fallen...... In the final analysis, we are just 'people', and the reason why we are crazy about experimenting is to get rid of the shackles of 'people' and become a higher-level existence.

Unfortunately, we didn't become gods......

But God has always been there. ”

Hellscape raised his hand and pointed to the night sky overhead that was full of thunderclouds.

In the night sky, that huge and hideous dark blue beast was lying on the edge of the thundercloud, and was roaring angrily at the city below!

"Although it is not a real god, its power has far exceeded the level that humans can reach, and here, it is the real messenger of the gods." The prison disaster said lightly, his eyes gradually became cold,

"When the situation in the 'human circle' exceeds the final bottom line, it will completely get out of control, and according to the instructions given to it by the gods of High Heaven Plain, it will begin to purge everything here.

It is the scavenger of this 'circle of people'. ”

Lin Qiye's brows furrowed even tighter, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

"Guess what I just meant by 'the final bottom line'?" The corners of the prison disaster's mouth rose slightly, and he stretched out his finger and tapped his heart,

"It's an oracle.

Once the vital signs of the Seven Oracle disappear or are lost, it will turn on the Scavenger Mode, destroying all chaos with divine punishment.

And Tokyo, the source of chaos, will be the target it must eliminate.

In other words, if we die...... You, and the tens of millions of people in Tokyo, are going to give us a funeral! ”

Lin Qiye's heart suddenly sank.

He looked up at the huge beast lying between the thunderclouds and staring at the world, and a solemnity flashed between his eyebrows.

He had been wondering before, since this thunder beast was the executor of divine punishment, why would he sit on the sidelines and watch the [Pure Land] be destroyed and the oracle cause death?

Even if there is a [Divine Concealment] covering aura, it should sense that something is wrong and help out, right?

Now Lin Qiye realized that it was not that the Thunder Beast didn't want to help the Oracle Envoy, but in the eyes of the Thunder Beast, the Oracle Envoy was just a human being imprisoned in the "Human Circle...... It's like a shepherd dog in a flock, although it is in charge of the entire pasture, but at the end of the day, they are all livestock.

Fighting games between livestock, it is not interested.

Unless all the sheepdogs die and the sheep are thrown into complete chaos, the lazy farmer will take it upon himself to suppress all the sheep.

From beginning to end, there is only one true theocratic representative of the "human circle......

Eight Mirror Spirits, Thunder Beasts.