On a rainy night, the streets that were empty not long ago have been filled with thugs armed with sharp knives and fighting in a mess, turning the streets of New York City into an unbelievable and cruel 'Colosseum' in ancient times.

At the foreground were powerful men, most of them dressed in thick denim clothes, with various steel helmets and even iron pots on their heads, slashing at each other, so that the overflowing blood was washed down to the ground by the rain, turning the stagnant water into blood-red lakes;

A little later are weak men and strong women with long wooden sticks in their hands or strange 'shields' such as garbage can lids and light wooden tables, and these people have two functions: one is to harass the opponent's slasher with their lives, so that their own strongmen can kill the enemy with one blow;

The second is to provide protection for the women who threw Molotov cocktails at the back of the team, and under their desperate protection, glass bottles filled with alcohol or spirits, with incendiary cloth wrapped around the mouth of the bottle, 'flying' in a dangerous arc under the rain curtain, from time to time lighting people into struggling and roaring torches, rolling in the blood in vain, but unable to extinguish the flames full of flame retardants...

"Is this really in New York..."Looking out from a small old wooden window, Zhang Lisheng said dumbfounded, even though he was already prepared in his heart.

"Did you live in New York before?" the young man's muttering had just landed, and the tall girl beside her, who had been hearing amazingly, took the opportunity to ask.

A year and a half ago, this woman was a white-collar beauty and a devout Christian living in the metropolis, living an ordinary life, and the emergence of thousands of spatial gates and alien civilizations that led directly to the otherworld was for her. It's just the constant horror headlines in the news program, and the many ones flying around on the way to work. Fair-skinned handsome men and beauties, with little impact.

Until one day when I went to work. The horror struck suddenly, when the floor of the business building where the girl worked collapsed without warning, and the ceiling above her head smashed her to the point of serious injury.

In despair, praying for God's salvation was to no avail, when the girl was already waiting for death, but in the last moments before she died, her kindness was saved by a mysterious and powerful being.

Later, she fell into a coma and hallucinations that kept appearing during the rescue, causing her faith in the 'Lord' to collapse overnight, and she transferred her piety to the demon god who saved her.

After recovering from the injury, the psychological trauma made it impossible for the girl to continue her previous job, but fortunately, the generous work-related injury insurance money made her worry about food and clothing, and she began to seek new spiritual sustenance in her idleness. Founded the 'Wu Li Glory Sect'.

Creating a sect out of thin air seems to the people of many countries on Earth to be an inconceivable trouble, but in the states of the United States, it is only necessary to pay a small amount of registration money, and the establishment of a religious legal person is all right.

Of course, the next step is to attract donations to maintain the operation of the sect and attract believers to join it depends on the ability of the sect organizers, successful sects accept believers who are almost comparable to multinational corporations, and the influence of the organizers in the Federation is incredibly strong, and they are the leaders of the upper class;

The failure of the denominations is so small and small that some of them do not even have the most basic fixed place of mission, which is a joke at all.

Although the pre-departure girl is a promising head of human resources at a New York real estate management company. She is very experienced in human organization, but she is too young and does not have enough financial support, and in the first few months, only three or four lucky survivors who experienced the collapse of the building with her were the only ones who joined Wu Li Rongguang.

But the gain is not big. The girl's own faith became more and more pious in the course of continuous proselytizing, and she slowly became obsessed.

When the four hostile worlds begin to invade the earth, she stumbles upon the low-level people of New York, who have become isolated islands, due to their low level of education. Faith has been lost in the cataclysm, and the number of people joining various strange religious groups has increased rapidly. He resolutely sold the house he had bought with great difficulty in a noble community, and got rid of the difficulties that were far greater than before. But it's a safe life.

Actively mingling in the bottom of the society to preach.

After a lot of hardships, the process of nine deaths and a lifetime really made her reluctantly open the situation, and on the day Zhang Lisheng rushed back to Earth, she gathered enough hundred believers to reach the bottom line of being sensed by young people.

At this moment, hearing the question of the founder of the Earth Sect, Wu Li Shen only smiled and said, "I used to live in Brooklyn, and I came into contact with the doppelganger of the great Wu Li God a few years before you, but unfortunately I don't have your ability to establish a sect for You. ”

"You are the messenger of the gods, closer to the glory of the Lord, oh, can I call the gods 'Lord'?"

"As long as you are devout and faithful, Your Majesty Wu Li will not care what the believers call him. Zhang Lisheng replied softly, pointing to the bloody scene under the reflection of human candles outside the window, and asked, "Does such a massacre occur every day?"

It's unbelievable that the police cars and GIs patrolling the city don't care at all. ”

"A few months ago, there were people who stopped them, but these cult madmen went crazy and dared to attack anyone, and they were not afraid of death at all, and at that time there were still enough ammunition to buy in the gun shop, and they launched a mad attack and shot at the military and police, and after a few unnecessary casualties, no one came to ask again.

Now in the eyes of the police and Union soldiers, such a massacre is an attack on each other by 'scum', and the more people who die, the more precious food rations the Federation can save.

Anyway, in peacetime, there are often many corpses in the garbage bins of violent communities like this, and it doesn't matter if you look at several times or more than ten times. The girl replied coldly.

"Then why are these cultists attacking each other?" Zhang Lisheng nodded and asked again.

"Sometimes in order to fight for territory, to gain more believers, or to sacrifice to the evil gods they believe in, begging for some strange supernatural power," the girl shrugged as she looked out the window, "There are too many strange reasons for cultists to slaughter each other."

Sometimes they even kill their enemies in excitement and then cut off their necks to commit suicide, which is said to please the gods and gain eternal life after the end of the world, and no one can really understand the thoughts of madmen. ”

The 'war' outside was coming to an end at the moment, and the thugs who were slashing from west to east had the absolute upper hand, but suddenly the situation changed abruptly, and the other side of the battle array sounded a dense ping-pong gunfire.

"Damn, these cunning devil believers still have bullets hidden, don't be afraid, the god Roa will bless us to kill them, kill them, it's just a few gunmen...";

"I'm going to die with these bastards, hahaha... Anyway, we will ascend to the kingdom of God, and they will go to hell...";

"Rush, rush, cut off their necks, cut off their heads...", a noisy roar could be heard faintly in the rain, and the side that had the upper hand charged against the bullets that flashed in the darkness.

It is a pity that the flesh of the brave madman cannot compete with the bullets, and before they can approach the retreating enemy, they will already suffer heavy casualties.

Just when Zhang Lisheng, who was hiding behind the old wooden window and watching the battle, thought that the situation had been reversed, the situation suddenly changed again.

A burst of smoke, far darker than the night, that could be detected by the naked eye, drifted out of a dark alley, and after a swaying through the street, first the thugs who had been shot and fell in pools of blood, and then the cult believers who had been fatally wounded by stabs, staggered to their feet, drenched like zombies, and continued to rush forward.

"Look, the priests of those evil gods have used evil magic, and it turns out that the side of today's fight is the 'Eternal Undead', and they are very powerful, and they have occupied five blocks nearby. Seeing this scene, the girl said in a habitual tone.

"Sure enough, has it come to the era of 'great liberation of power'... And after clearly feeling the fluctuation of divine power, Zhang Lisheng, who had a mixed expression on his face, muttered to himself in a low voice and asked, "Believer, have you often seen this kind of supernatural evil divine power?"

"God, Lord God, my name is Catherine Panna, you can call me Catherine," after getting along for a long time, seeing that the black-haired man beside him was indeed not malicious, the girl's rough mood gradually relaxed, and said: "This kind of magic was very rare before, but in the last two or three months, almost every massacre has appeared. ”

"Are the federal military police and the Atlanteans ignoring the appearance of this evil magic?" asked the young man eagerly, his eyes shining.

"Most of them are left unattended, but there are also sects that have been purged because of their followers' sorcery," Catherine replied with an unsatisfactory answer, "and it is said that the reason is that the cults believe in the gods of the 'otherworldly' realm, and the participants are all considered to have betrayed the earth." ”

As soon as Zhang Lisheng heard this, his fists that were slowly clenched relaxed and muttered: "So the federal government or the Atlanteans really have instruments to detect divine power, and this machine can also distinguish whether the source of divine power belongs to the 'earth'..."

The original source of the extraordinary power of the youth is the bloodline of the ancient god Nuwa of the earth, and after becoming a god, it is said that he should be regarded as an earth god, but at the same time, he also inherited the power of the ancient god of the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World Lu Realm', and the vast majority of the believers who helped him transform into a god are people from the other world, and the earth believers are just over a hundred, and it is completely possible to say that he is a god of the other world.

After thinking about it, he couldn't identify his divine power attributes, Zhang Lisheng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and it wasn't until several stiff charging figures outside the window were lit by Molotov cocktails that his eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "It's really a stiff head, isn't the experiment right in front of you..."

"What did you say, Lord Divine Envoy?" asked the girl next to her, stunned.

"It's not Catherine, I'm going to treat you to a good show. The young man replied with a shrug and a smile. (To be continued......)

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