Chapter 486 Stacked Miracles

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Different from the "tyrant" aura of the God of Thunder, which makes people almost unable to think of resistance, Richard Ernst, who has fallen into a state of indulgence, also has formidable power - like a kind shell has been broken, revealing It has a terrifying and violent nature.

It was hate, it was anger, it was despair.

It's all the negative emotions that originate from human nature and lead people to madness.

Klein was okay, he was young, had more or less life experience, and didn't have much cynicism. He just felt his heartbeat speeding up and his desire for destruction uncontrollably increased.

But Colin and Lovia were hit hard, having to deal with the pain of their loved ones, having to bear the oppression of generations of hopes and dying, and finally waiting for God's guidance but being told that God was dead. The despair made them uncontrollably develop a strong hatred for God, and at the same time they hated the ancient sun god and the true creator. The flame of anger suddenly burned in their hearts.

Almost at the same time, they cast almost cursed glances in the direction of God, full of strong hatred.

Richard's joints were twisted, his body fell low, his hands turned into wolf claws, the claws were solidified into a dark color by countless blood, and the joints of his legs bent backwards, tearing his formal trousers, exposing It has limbs that are good at running and jumping like wolves.

He did not choose to use the form of a mythical creature, but chose the "werewolf" state with the strongest desire to attack!

Klein didn't see his movements at all. The next moment, he had disappeared from the spot. God, the "Dark Angel" Saslier, kept flickering figures on the complicated glittering ornaments on his body. At the same time, , the movement of "Dark Angel" seems to be restricted in some way. As long as the joints are moved slightly, a clicking sound will be made, and the luster of wood will quickly appear on the skin.

The eyes of the "Dark Angel" suddenly turned golden, and the dazzling light was about to rise, purifying the "gods" that were in the way.

But at the same time, a strong black suddenly appeared around the God of Thunder, actually suppressing the sunlight, one ebbing away from the other!

Chance!

Klein didn't care whether he would be glared to death by God. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward, preparing to summon the "Poseidon Scepter".

In an area filled with the aura of the God of Thunder, the power of the "Poseidon Scepter" skyrocketed, and even a casual wave without any spirituality could attract terrifyingly powerful lightning.

Just when Klein was ready to give the God of Thunder a fatal blow, the God of Thunder suddenly snorted heavily.

It was like thunder ringing next to his ears. Klein couldn't help but shudder. Just as he was about to think about why this god always seemed so angry, his spiritual intuition showed him a picture:

The brass eyeball looked at him from the book suspended in the God of Thunder's hand. In the next second, Klein's body was erased inch by inch like a sketch meeting an eraser, and quickly disappeared from the spot.

"secret"!

"Readers" can simulate the power of other pathways! Just now, he simulated the shadow power of the "Hanged Man" path. He has obviously come into contact with several "readers". How come I just forgot about this... Klein felt happy. With the blessing of "secret", although you may not be able to completely fool God's eyes, it is still much better than giving it away for free under His nose!

Klein calmed down. This was the first time he observed the things around him from a "hidden" state, but he had to seize the opportunity.

——In the "hidden" state, the real scenes he saw were covered with darkness and fog. He could only roughly distinguish where he was and what the surrounding things were, and he could not exert any influence on the outside world. If not, he could switch to a "secret" state and then secretly manipulate Sasril's "spiritual thread", which would be an almost unsolvable method.

Klein was not sure how long the "secretness" could last. After roughly judging the location, he carefully walked towards the target direction.

The stage has been destroyed, and the dormitory has been blown up to the sky, but the first "Profane Slate" still stands there. It is the most likely thing that God needs besides the body of the "Dark Angel".

Klein began to approach the "Desecrated Slate".

He didn't know that when he was first hidden, God's eyes moved slightly and directly locked onto the area where he was "hidden".

Although He can only open one eye now, it does not prevent Him from being able to easily see the "secret" with his own eyesight and personality - even if He has not fully recovered or fully returned, he is still unable to truly see through it. "Secret", but can keenly feel that there is nothing in that area, Klein Moretti is approaching him, and will approach the "Desecrated Slate" in twelve seconds according to the route he predicted.

This is the power of omniscience.

However, just when God determined Klein's current location and coordinates and was about to strike there with a god-level thunderbolt, a storm of knowledge suddenly arose in his mind. In an instant, countless people confused "Klein" ·Moretti" concept.

The identity information and life profiles of countless young men with black hair and brown eyes similar to Klein appeared in God's mind at the same time.

Pedro Caton, a citizen of Loon, lives in East Chester County. He has a sister, now 22 years old, who has just graduated from college. Tito Duran, a citizen of the former Republic of Lunberg, now lives in Lunberg County. Citizen, has one sister and one brother, studying at the Capital University in Lundberg, about to complete his last year of studies, Cirillo Oliver, a native of Intis...

God temporarily lost the target "Cline Moretti".

But God disapproves of the information war waged by the demon of knowledge.

He directly switched the target to the "Lord of Mysteries" and limited the search range to the "Giant King's Court".

Suddenly, "Cline Moretti" reappeared in the field of vision, and was closer to the "Desecrated Slate" than before.

In order to prevent the demon of knowledge from confusing his knowledge again, God spread out the black wings on the back of the "Dark Angel". Several feathers fell down one after another, and after landing, they turned into a snake-like black shadow and pounced directly towards Klein. Area, circle a circle on the ground.

In the "hidden" state, Klein's pupils shrank suddenly. At the moment when the circle was about to take shape, a knife burning with flames suddenly flew over, cutting off the shadow, allowing Klein to step out at the last second.

At this moment, Medici had changed into a more comfortable and familiar posture and sat on the chair, with his legs crossed on the table. While he was lighting a cigarette for himself, he laughed at Ourolius next to him:

"My hand seemed to have slipped just now."

Ourolius glanced at him and lowered his head.

God smiled and didn't care about this little episode. He raised his finger slightly, and the strong wind and information storm immediately surrounded the "blasphemous slate". Klein, who was in the "hidden" state, immediately had to stop. Although he was only a few steps away from the "blasphemous slate", his But his spiritual intuition started to call the police frantically, telling him that as long as he stepped into that area, he would be torn apart by the strong wind and die from being fed knowledge!

What to do now... Klein had to temporarily put aside his direct attack on the "blasphemous slate" and began to flash around quickly, constantly changing his position to prevent being caught red-handed by God again.

At this moment, Klein suddenly noticed that the silver jewelry on Saslier's body stopped shaking, and bright red blood seeped out.

An illusory shadow was forced out, and he took a few steps back before barely regaining his balance. But there was a layer of black and sticky shadow on his body, which obviously restricted his movements.

Richard half-hunched his body, lowered his center of gravity, and his movements were more like a wolf than any "werewolf" Klein had ever seen.

He gasped for air and roughly scratched the black substance on his body, not stopping at all even if he tore his clothes and flesh by the way. Blood was squeezed out from the heart that was torn by Himself with every breath. The bright blood color did not oxidize and darken in the air, but was like a rose wrapped around the body.

God looked at Him with golden eyes. Richard seemed to be struggling against something. He scratched his scalp in severe pain, and the blood quickly dyed his silver-gray hair into a suspiciously dark color.

"Shut up! Shut up!!"

The werewolf monster roared at the top of its lungs:

"I've had enough! I've had enough of my own strength, enough of extraordinary abilities, enough of the charity and gifts from you gods, and enough of using the transformation curse to maintain the country again and again!!"

"Why do only farmers need half a year of hard work to obtain food, while harvest sacrifices only require a prayer, and I only need a transformation curse to create countless bread and wheat!!"

Recalling everything he had just experienced in the brief hallucination, and then recalling all his experiences and knowledge, Richard, who was completely immersed in a state of indulgence and madness, let out a weird and terrifying laugh, and the blood from his forehead flowed into his eyes. His world was blood red, and even the sun in front of him and the clear sky in the distance were a hideous blood color.

Looking at His appearance, Klein began to think for the first time in a long time:

The "temperance angel"...should be a member of the temperance sect, right?

"How come a doctor who has been practicing medicine for more than fifty years can't treat diseases better than a young kid who just drank a magic potion?!"

"Why are the so-called strong and high-ranking people unwilling to die despite controlling resources and power for hundreds or thousands of years, while those who actually created the world, built factories and houses, and maintained the stable operation of society are treated as meaningless? The firewood is burned at will!!”

Richard's hatred burned brightly, and he poured out his fury:

"Why——"

"——Why is it that even the only fair thing for a human being to have one life! It should be deprived of it by the damn extraordinary power!!"

His accusation was interrupted by thunder and sunfire falling from the sky, and a pure and brilliant beam of light suddenly descended on Him. While Richard was avoiding the beam of light, another thunderbolt with astonishing force happened to hit the place where he landed, causing bricks and stones to fly. The two gods, enemy and friend, expressed their dissatisfaction with the Temperance Angel at the same time.

Klein was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the God of Thunder with some disbelief. He found that the God of Thunder's expression had not changed, and the look he looked at Richard was even more impatient, even with murderous intent that seemed to have been there for a long time. .

Klein's breathing stopped for a moment.

Richard was well prepared. He carried the pure flames burning on his body, and lightly endured the heat that was enough to make Lovia writhe back and forth in pain, suppressed it, and then looked at the sky.

The Temperance Angel showed an extremely fake and mocking smile:

"Do you want to kill me too?"

Of course, the God of Thunder would not lower himself to answer the words of a cult leader who was ranked first in rank, but Richard didn't care at all. The smile on his face became even more evil, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"I also hope you die soon."

"Oh, I'm not talking about you. I hope all gods die. It's best to disappear from this world immediately, immediately."

The next moment, a thunder gun fell from the sky and nailed Richard to the masonry.

Klein's jaw almost dropped to the ground, while Medici's eyes widened, and he didn't know whether to laugh at Leodro first or marvel at this great provocateur who was not in the hunter's path.

Only then did he realize how rebellious Richard Ernst's words just now were. He was simply scolding all the high-ranking people and even gods in the world! And he... Klein, who was about to become a "high-ranking person", did not react immediately to these rebellions because he came from the old era, where everyone could achieve a certain degree of equality and all A time when there was only one life.

He actually approved of Richard's words from the bottom of his heart.

Of course he approved it. If he didn't, how could he take the initiative to fund their charity organization, treat Richard lightly when he took his money over and over again, and even take the initiative to agree to divide the family property?

After thinking about this, and then recalling the way the God of Thunder looked at Richard as if he were looking at a talking corpse, Klein broke out in cold sweat silently, almost soaking his clothes completely.

God looked at Him with an inquiring look:

"Your desires are destined to be impossible to realize. In this case, it is better to obey your shallow desires and surrender to a happy world."

"I don't care at all about the happiness you talk about!!"

"Because I'm so pathetic, so pathetic that I'm a worthless human being like an ant, and I can't believe the illusory world you talk about. And I was born here, and the only thing in front of me is now. This world that is so crazy that it makes me despair is me. A world to truly live in!”

The God of Thunder will never kill his temporary teammates when the enemy is in front of him. He just gave the evil cult angel a small punishment, which is not fatal.

But He doesn't mind sending this kid on his way with a thunderbolt after the battle. After all, as an enemy, He is excellent.

Richard tore up the thunder gun with his hands transformed into living corpses, sneered, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the wounds on his throat and body, with an expression like an evil ghost:

"I will hate you forever! I curse you, I curse the gods, I curse myself, I curse the whole world!"

"Either let all ordinary people die, or you gods with extraordinary power die together!!"

As he spoke, He stood up staggeringly, and his body suddenly passed through the spiritual world and appeared directly in front of the "Dark Angel". Their three eyes met, Richard's figure disappeared, and Saslier's A phantom appeared in his eyes, and his body quickly became stiff and turned into a puppet.

Strands of pure light immediately burst out from Sasril's body, and the sky became brighter and brighter. There was no longer a trace of darkness in the entire Giant King's Court, and nothing could hide anymore.

"The Realm Without Darkness"

But the "wronged soul" is now hiding in His body!

At the same time as Richard set off, Medici, who had been forced to watch the battle, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up suddenly. Seeing that Ourolius didn't stop him, he immediately pulled out the flaming sword from the air and rushed forward. The hand that "Dark Angel" was about to raise was pinned to the armrest again.

God turned his head and looked at Him calmly.

"You betrayed me again." He sighed softly.

Medici's pupils shrank suddenly, but he gritted his teeth and pressed down the flaming sword in his hand a little harder.

good chance!

At the same time as the light exploded, the trident in the hand of the "God of Thunder" was raised high again. The sky in the main film was as bright as day, and all the light converged on the tip of his trident, like a crack in the night sky, condensing a complete The "Spear of Divine Punishment" powered by blazing white thunder!

With a crackling sound, as if the sky was being torn apart, the spear of light passed through the sacred flame and accurately hit the head of the "Dark Angel".

Brilliant, dazzling light burst out, completely covering the area. Even Klein, who was restraining his crazy thoughts, couldn't avoid it because the distance was too close. He couldn't help closing his eyes and contorting his face. He felt like there was a line. Another "spirit worm" is evaporating, and it feels like the relationship that has not yet been fully established by the corrosive power of the "blasphemous slate" has been purified a lot.

Immediately afterwards, a sun rose behind the "God of Thunder". He and God looked at each other for a moment across the flames and thunder. The latter smiled slightly, not angry or impatient, as if he was just enjoying a show of weak people. I feel pure joy after fighting with all my strength.

The figure of "Dark Angel" Saslier appeared vaguely, twisting and swaying in the blazing white light and sacred flames, fading and melting.

On the other side, Klein, who acted almost at the same time as the "God of Thunder", quickly approached the iron-black throne. The "secret" state happened to end, and his figure instantly stood out on the right side of the target.

Then, he summoned the "Poseidon Scepter" without hesitation and pointed it at the gray-white ancient stone slab.

Not caring to read the content above, Klein quickly sketched an extraordinary ability in his mind that he was very familiar with.

Boom!

Silver-white electric snakes jumped out one after another, carrying a strong aura of destruction, and densely slashed at the first "blasphemous stone slab".

This is the "Lightning Storm" from the "Poseidon Scepter"!

Blessed by the breath of the God of Thunder, the "Lightning Storm" reached the level of an angel in an instant!

Boom!

In the silver-white light that illuminated the surrounding area, illusory, almost invisible, and indescribable "lights" of specific colors appeared between the first "Desecrated Slate" and "Dark Angel" Sasril. Torn away by the terrifying thunder, they evaporated and broke one after another.

Then, the shadows covering the walls, stone pillars, and floor tiles began to disintegrate, revealing inch after inch of orange-red light.

This palace, hidden in the giant king's residence and coexisting with the real world, finally lost the power to continue to maintain and was no longer cut off from the influence of the outside world.

This also means that the special evil spirit that lost contact with the "Sea of ​​Chaos" has truly been purified.

Just when the shadow palace began to collapse but was not completely disintegrated, the invisible force suddenly arrived and turned into a giant hand of shadow, following the illusory "light" between itself and the first "blasphemous slate" and grabbing it. The items sank together into the sea of ​​illusory light and shadow.

In the sky, the Demon of Knowledge watched the overall situation. He thought for a moment and waved towards the sea in the distance.

In an instant, countless "mud spots" were scattered and grew from the ground. They were given digital souls and identities by knowledge and information, and turned into human figures.

The people of Moon City and Silver City "refreshed" to an open space outside the Giant King's Court. They closed their eyes and fell asleep, waiting to be awakened.

There is no Amon among them anymore, they are all pure humans.

Then, just when Klein was about to take a breath, the tattered theater curtain in the air suddenly turned into a set of data, falling straight from the air and arriving in front of Klein.

The latter was slightly startled.

Then, without hesitation, Klein picked up the data that symbolized the extraordinary characteristics of the "Miracle Master".

The moment he touched it, Klein's mind pictured it being restored to its extraordinary characteristics. Its shape was like a heart, as transparent as crystal, but small bubbles appeared from time to time. Each bubble seemed to contain a secret. An illusion.

The darkness instantly condensed and became deep, making it seem like there were endless eyes opening at the same time.

He pondered for a moment and integrated this data into his body.

Suddenly, Klein's spirit was torn apart.

TBC

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Two hours later.

"Sorry, I seemed to have said some very extreme things in my previous state of indulgence."

Richard stood on the beach. Wave after wave of water rushed to His feet, leaving dark traces on the sand.

"Please don't take it to heart, and don't worry that what you say in that state will cause rift in our friendship."

As He spoke, he pulled off a piece of cloth from his tattered white shirt, wiped the lenses of his glasses that were stained with dust and blood, and then wiped his face. Although his clothes were ragged, his movements were decent and easy. When Klein looked at him, he couldn't help but think of Edward Vaughn.

They are so similar, they are worthy of being teachers and students. Although their personalities and beliefs are completely different, not to mention their temperament, even their behavioral styles and tone of voice are slightly similar. They are simply the same evildoers.

Richard didn't feel what Klein was thinking. He probably took care of his appearance and smiled kindly at Klein:

"Congratulations on your successful promotion to Sequence Two."

"Welcome to the world of mythical creatures."