Is this death?

Death, the end of life, the end of life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Ang obviously didn't feel anything, but he felt like a piece of sugar, placed in a rushing stream, constantly washed by the icy water.

He is dissolving, his memory, his character, his knowledge, his emotions...... All his consciousness was dissolving, dissolving in this rushing stream.

Little by little, drop by drop, his small "sugar cube" dissolved into the "stream" one after another.

He forgot the people he had seen, the things he had experienced, the recipes, and the martial arts of that door...... I'm about to forget, to forget who I am.

Probably when I forget everything, it means that my soul will completely dissipate.

Zhang Ang didn't know how long he could hold on, he only knew that this "stream" was too turbulent.

Suddenly, in this icy stream, a little warmth bloomed!

This warmth did not slow down, and it bloomed from the deepest part of his soul little by little!

The flower of flame bloomed bigger and bigger, and gradually, it spread everywhere......

The wrapping of the flaming flowers was extremely warm, making the rushing and icy stream outside no longer terrifying, and the "sugar cube" no longer dissolving.

Gradually, the memory began to recover, Zhang Ang remembered who he was, remembered the things he had experienced, that person, that recipe, and that martial arts......

Martial arts?

Forty-nine stone carvings shine brightly in the soul!

Everything is understood!

Sure enough, living to death is the true meaning of being a god!

This was true of the god of Tykevus a thousand years ago, and now it is true of Pope St. Paul, and so is it with me!

Only those who have really died can become gods in martial arts!

......

As if a drowning man had just climbed ashore, Zhang Ang took a deep breath and sat up from the ground!

The huge wound on his chest had long since healed, and the other wounds, large and small, were also gone, and although he was naked, his skin was smooth and fair, without any scars or other marks.

This is the feeling of life, this is the meaning of life.

Zhang Ang stood up and opened his hand.

This is the path to the Divine Realm!

I have fallen to the bottom of the Nine Shadows, and I will ascend to the Nine Heavens!

He looked in the direction of the Vatican.

Let's go, one step at a time!

Then, Zhang Ang stepped out in one step!

It's the depths of winter, but when you step down, the surroundings are full of life!

The grass sprouts, the flowers sprout, with this foot as the center, the grass is green in a radius of thousands of meters, and the flowers pave the way!

Step 2.

Albert leaned against a large tree, gasping weakly, a large pool of blood under him. Not far from him was an old woman in a red evening gown with an extremely old face, her head tilted, silent, already dead.

Zhang Ang patted Albert's head, and suddenly, the infinite life force surged, and the countless fine wounds on Albert's body suddenly stopped bleeding and healed, and his originally miserable white face slowly became rosy, and he opened his mouth to say something......

Step 3.

In the endless dark night, Arnold kept shouting, shooting out huge thunder dragons, but it couldn't illuminate the surroundings at all, nor could it shatter the darkness, countless flies buzzed in the night, and countless poisonous dust filled the air, shrouding towards him, leaving terrifying sores on his solid body.

Syllable!

The night shattered, and the light returned to the world.

The sun illuminated Arnold's surroundings, as well as the third cardinal, Saint-Simon, who looked stunned next to him.

Another surge of endless thunder, an unprecedented thunder dragon engulfed the cardinal.

Step 4.

Adolf was covered in blood, and the demonic fighting qi on his body was already faint, only a thin layer against his skin, resisting damage for him. And next to him, the four Holy See Martial Saints were attacking him in turn, beating him to the ground and rolling him over and out.

Smack! Smack!

The four soft sounds were connected into one, and the four Holy See Martial Saints instantly turned into four puffs of blood mist and dissipated into the air.

Step 5.

On the ruins of St. Peter's Basilica, the gatekeeper of the Papal Hall held a huge square stone aloft and the barrier was opened, intending to stop Zhang Ang who was approaching step by step.

Bang!

The barrier shattered like glass, and along with the huge ashlar in his hand, it shattered into countless smoke and dust.

Step 6.

Beyond King Arthur wielding his sword, past the roaring caliph, and past Count Vlad turned into countless blood lines, Zhang Ang kicked St. Gregory's "Kingdom of God"!

The pale golden kingdom was kicked to the ground, and St. Gregory himself turned into a rolling gourd and tumbled out, smashing against a tattered wall.

Step 7.

Pope St. Paul still ascended to the heavens, the clouds broke a small hole, and countless rays of sunlight fell on him, bathing him in the sun like a god.

On his head, the golden ring had almost condensed into a solid.

Zhang Ang no longer hesitated and rushed straight towards him!

Step 8.

Rumble!

The formless, incomprehensible "Twelve-Winged Holy Angel Fist" exploded in the air and exploded in Zhang Ang's chest.

It's just that this time, Zhang Ang didn't retreat half a point!

Step 9!

The endless heaven and earth vitality instantly converged towards Zhang Ang!

Golden armor, golden helmet, flaming cloak, domineering long sword......

In an instant, Zhang Ang, who was naked, was replaced with a complete set of divine armor!

Those who ascend to the Nine Heavens should be the god of war!

Nine steps out, Zhang Ang's martial arts are gods!

At the same time, the golden ring on the head of Pope St. Paul was instantly turned into a real thing!

Boom!

Amid the high-pitched chant, blazing flames burned on the twelve wings behind him.

At that time, Pope St. Paul was also crowned a god!

Without saying a word, the two who had just succeeded in sealing the gods rushed to each other!

And then.

Rumble!

......

After the earth-shattering bang, like a supernova exploding, the light in the sky was so dazzling that people couldn't see anything!

It took a long time for the light to slowly dissipate, revealing the final outcome of this battle.

The twelve-winged Holy Angel is gone.

There was only one majestic golden-armored god of war left in the sky.

He stood in the sky, overlooking his feet, high above, so that people could not afford to have the slightest sense of confrontation.

The momentum like the abyss and the sea overwhelmed the audience, and none of the martial saints dared to fly, and they all fell to the ground obediently.

Most of them got down on one knee to pay their respects to the newly minted Valkyrie.

Only a small number of people, as well as the people of the Holy See, still stood stubbornly, looking at the golden-armored god of war in the sky with hatred and despair.

......

Zhang Ang fell from the sky, only standing at a height of more than ten meters.

Looking at the martial saints below or surprised, or envious, or worried, or angry, or contemplative, or flattering, he sighed: "Okay, everyone sit down." ”

Then, he waved his hand.

The countless broken stones on the ground gathered together and turned into stone chairs that appeared beside all the martial saints.

Everyone didn't know why, but due to the power of the new Martial God, everyone sat down, even the people of the Holy See.

Zhang Ang waved his hand again, and countless stones gathered and turned into stone tables.

Immediately afterwards, countless ingredients appeared out of thin air around Zhang Ang, fish, shrimp, meat, vegetables, mushrooms......

Then, out of thin air, fire, water, all sorts of spices appeared......

After a few breaths, a plate of delicacies in a stone bowl appeared on the stone table in front of everyone.

Zhang Ang's voice carried a majesty that could not be refused: "Okay, I've been fighting for so long, I'm tired, let's eat first." ”

After listening to Zhang Ang's words, everyone present had strange faces, and their hearts were overwhelmed and speechless.

Most of the people here don't have much appetite for the delicacies on the table, so this meal will naturally be eaten for a long time.

Someone stood up: "I don't know ...... this Valkyrie Lord"

"Eat first!" Zhang Ang interrupted him.

Zeus, the "god king" of the Athens Sanctuary, stood up: "Lord Martial God, our Athens Sanctuary ......"

"Eat first!" Zhang Ang interrupted him again.

"Tell me, what are you going to do with us?" said the second cardinal, St. John, glared angrily at Zhang Ang.

"Eat first!" Zhang Ang interrupted him anyway.

Then no one stood up, and everyone began to bury their heads in eating, and many of them had sadness on their faces, as if it was the last meal of their lives.

......

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Zhang Ang waved his hand and issued an order: "Okay, when you're full, let's all go back." ”

In an instant, countless streamers flew out, flew straight into the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

There weren't many people left, except for the Holy See, only Adolf, Arnold, Albert, and the complicated-looking Faustrian Captain remained.

Zhang Ang looked at the martial saints of the Holy See, but there was surprisingly not much killing intent in his heart.

So, he waved his hand to the people of the Holy See: "Do whatever you want." ”

After speaking, he led the German group to break through the air, leaving only the saints of the Holy See standing in the ruins with a blank face.