Jehovah was nearly choked to death by her words.

God's grandfather!

Do you still sell clay dolls? Or a little girl?

Are you blind to me?

But if the other party doesn't admit this kind of thing, he can't help it.

After all, the other party is indeed just an incarnation, not an ontology.

It's the same as he is.

The Mythical Arena is a law jointly formulated by all the Saint Realm powerhouses in the Divine Grace Continent.

It clearly states that saints are not allowed to participate in it.

It was he who broke the rules first and wanted to save Adam, but he was forced into the fight by taking advantage of the rules of the ring.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jiang Wenming in the audience.

It's this kid who spoils his own business!

Jiang Wenming, who was observing Nuwa under the ring, suddenly felt an irresistible coercion enveloping him.

It was as if the next second would crush him into ashes.

"Grandpa, do you want to buy dolls?"

A crisp voice sounded, Jiang Wenming only felt that his body was light, and the coercion around him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I saw a little girl holding a pair of dolls in her hands, looking at Jehovah expectantly.

When Jehovah saw the clay doll in the little girl's hand, his face turned unusually ugly.

Through the projection on the large screen, someone soon noticed the abnormality of the two clay dolls.

It turned out to be exactly the same as Adam and Eve who appeared before.

After Jiang Wenming saw this scene, he also had a strange feeling in his heart.

It is well known that Adam was created in Jehovah's own image and given him life.

A highly intelligent life race, which is a great achievement for him.

This is his pride.

It was hyped up by believers and widely circulated.

But what did he see now?

The little girl in front of her grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and pinched it a few times, perfectly replicating the process of his creation of a man.

And now it's still showing off in front of him!

What is she trying to express?

Want to prove that her achievements are not worth mentioning to her?

It's just murderous!

Just as he was about to take it and destroy it, the little girl suddenly withdrew her hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot, you can pinch clay figurines too."

This move caused Jehovah's outstretched hand to freeze in mid-air.

It's too much of a deception!

It's just too deceitful!

When has he ever been humiliated like this?

"With this little trick, you can't win me!"

The Lord said in a cold voice.

"Not necessarily! Do you want to make a bet? ”

The little girl smiled playfully.

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Why don't you just gamble, can the person I create win you?"

"Are you humiliating me?"

A cold glint flashed in Jehovah's eyes.

"No, I'm just going to state the facts."

I saw her wave her little hand, and a bunch of small clay figures appeared.

When the clay figures fell to the ground, they came to life, waving their little arms and legs and rushing towards Jehovah.

"And God said, Let there be light!"

A great sun appeared, and the light shone on the whole ring.

The little clay people in the ring were scorched by the harsh sunlight and cracked, and finally turned into a piece of fly ash.

However, among the remaining clay figurines, a clay figurine with a longbow came out.

I saw him holding his bow and arrows, aiming at the sun in the sky.

"Whew!"

The bow and arrow were fired, the sun was shot directly, and the earth returned to normal.

"And God said, Let it rain!"

Suddenly it began to rain in the sky, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

Seeing this, the little girl smiled slightly and blew into the ring.

Countless plants and trees burst out of the ground, turning the ring into a forest in the blink of an eye.

Little mud people cut down trees and built houses to hide from the rain.

But the rain became more and more, and finally turned into an ocean.

The little mud people held hands and turned into a dam to separate the surrounding floodwaters.

The surviving little mud people built bridges and paved roads, opened mountains and chiseled stones, and ran to the mountains to live.

"And God said, Let the flood destroy the foolishness of the world!"

The flood that was separated by the dam suddenly swelled, breaking the dam and submerging countless small clay figurines.

At this moment, another small clay figure stood up, and he led the surviving clay people to block the flood with rocks.

Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

The flood spread, washing away their homes and melting a large number of mud figures.

However, the mud people did not flinch, nor did they beg for mercy.

Together, they dug ditches to open mountains and channel the flood water into the distance.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenming finally understood.

The two sides fight the law, using all beings as chess pieces.

Yahweh represents the gods, while Nuwa represents the human race.

The gods are destroying the world, and the humans are saving themselves!

Whether it was the scorching sun or the flood just now, this has appeared in various myths.

Jehovah created mankind to seek God's refuge.

And the human beings created by Nuwa are constantly fighting against the environment and finally defeating them!

At this moment, the mud people in Jiang Wenming's eyes have changed.

They are no longer rough clay figures, but have turned into countless Chinese sages.

It was like an epic picture, unfolding in front of him.

Take him back to that era of magnificent struggle against the sky.

Soon, the audience outside the stadium also discovered this.

"How do I feel, this scene in the ring is so familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere?"

"I feel that way, too."

"Isn't this the history of Chinese mythology that Jiang Shen told us?"

"That's right! Dayi shoots the sun, Jingwei reclamation, Shennong tastes a hundred herbs, Dayu controls the water, oh my God! It was all right. ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Why do I feel like I want to cry. ”

"The sages of the human race, the spirit lives on!"

“……”

This moment.

No one sees the clay figures in the ring as clay figures anymore, but imagines them as the sages of the human race.

And what about the creator God!

As long as they can't be completely destroyed, all disasters will become their nourishment and help them grow quickly.

In the ring.

Jehovah's face changed completely.

Because he found that no matter what calamity he summoned, he could not completely destroy these clay figures.

In the face of an annihilating catastrophe, these clay figures did not ask the gods for forgiveness or seek refuge.

They have been relying on their own wisdom to seek survival in the cracks.

The resilience of these clay people is terrifying to oneself as the creator god.

"Why, even though they are all clay figures, these people don't ask for my forgiveness?"

The LORD was shaken.

He called himself a shepherd and shepherd.

But now he suddenly found that there was a group of people who did not disdain his protection at all.

He was even more reluctant to bow to him.

Even after the disaster, the clay figurines will attack him.

Although these clay figurines' attacks are weak, they can't do any damage to him at all.

But they did attack themselves!

This is not a good sign!

Because in the eyes of these clay figurines in front of them, there is no reverence for the gods at all.

"Don't you understand? Humans are never your pets, they have their own minds and their own paths.

Since you are the creator god, then you should understand that what we have to do is not to interfere with them, let alone enslave them, but to guide. ”

The little girl's crisp voice rang in Jehovah's ears.

"Nope! I created them, and they should listen to me, and no creature who dares to disrespect me should exist in this world. ”

And the LORD spoke, and his body shone brightly.

"And God said, Let there be a wind in the world!"