Chapter 552 You Evil Gods Are All the Same

"Does anyone miss me?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a violent tremor.

The people who were trapped in the influence of the Flesh and Blood Sword suddenly woke up. They looked around in doubt, not knowing what had happened.

It was not until they looked up that they found that Archbishop Ivan, who was holding the Flesh and Blood Sword, had turned into a mummy without knowing when. The skin on the surface of the mummy was weathering rapidly. And it seemed that it was not the man who had just spoken... but the Flesh and Blood Sword that caused all this?

Even if they didn't know what had just happened, they only knew that they had inexplicably sunk into it. They could find that in the sky, the Flesh and Blood Sword taken out by the Self Church was emitting an extremely strange emotion.

The creation of God... is afraid of that man?

People's hearts were filled with shocking waves, and the surprised shouts on the walls of Heaven City had already pointed out the man's name.

"Sean!"

Sean turned his head with a smile. He seemed not to even look at the fierce and ferocious battlefield. He just blew a kiss to several beautiful women on the wall in a rather dissolute manner.

"You haven't said yet, do you miss me?"

The acting pope's voice sounded in disbelief: "Sean?! How is it possible? You can't show up now!"

Sean, who was interrupted, turned his head with dissatisfaction. He looked at Ethan for a few times and frowned: "Old eunuch, aren't you tired of pinching your throat to talk?"

"You!"

At this moment, Jin Kui, who was being watched by the flesh and blood sword, finally broke free. He was the one who felt it the most.

Just now, the gaze of the gods made him unable to move. This was a suppression from a high-level life, which was no longer something that his will could resist.

However, it was not that Sean directly helped him to remove this suppression, but that the flesh and blood sword representing the gods took the initiative to give up the gaze.

Because, He wanted to focus all his attention on Sean!

This kid... Jin Kui's mouth raised an inexplicable arc, and then he shook his head.

"You've seen me embarrassed."

Sean, who had just cursed the acting pope, turned around with a smile: "Boss, you are awesome! You can deal with two crimson peaks alone without losing. If it weren't for these grandsons playing dirty, I wouldn't have been able to pick peaches."

He said this sincerely. Jin Kui was only at the upper level of the crimson, while the two archbishops, Ivan and Lucas, were both real crimson peaks. If it weren't for the god-level gaze of the self, Jin Kui could have even killed them.

The appearance of Sean made the chaotic battlefield weird. Those believers of the self religion could clearly feel that their great master was emitting a different aura, which made them dare not act rashly.

The acting pope Ethan was trembling all over, not only because of anger but also because of fear.

Only the flesh-and-blood sword floating in the sky, with its eyes open on the blade, looked at Sean in a strange manner.

Suddenly, Ethan's eyes rolled back and then closed tightly, the flesh on his forehead squirmed, and a bulging eye emerged from it.

"Sean..." Ethan's voice was no longer sweet and shrill, but became vicissitudes and majestic, "It's a very smart and powerful method, but you can't hide it from my eyes."

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, and the comfort on his face disappeared a little.

Ethan sneered: "Merging Apat into the body... I don't know whether to say that the fox is smart or crazy. You are indeed very suitable for "lies", and your fox magic is perfect. But magic is just magic!"

The floating flesh-and-blood sword suddenly roared, and a strange big mouth opened under the single eye of the blade, with white and neatly arranged teeth, but at every moment there was a human face roaring in pain on the teeth.

"Dear people, now is the time for you to prove your faith."

After the words fell, the originally hesitant Believer roared together, and each of them began to swell abnormally. The eyes that originally retained some personal will were only filled with fanaticism and brutality.

All the Believer launched a suicidal attack on the steel wall of Paradise City again with a fearless attitude!

The people in Paradise City, who had just taken a breath, were suddenly in a huge crisis. Those Believer believers used their hands and feet, even if half of their bodies were shattered by energy cannons, they had to run to the bottom of the wall before they ran out of strength, and use their broken bodies as stepping stones for their companions.

This crazy scene made everyone's scalp numb. While trying their best to attack, they couldn't help but cast their hopeful eyes on Sean.

However, Sean in the air did not move, and even when the flesh and blood sword was swung away, he did not move.

Jin Kui frowned, and he called the recovered Golden Ghost to his side. Just as he was about to say something to Sean, the sword of flesh and blood attacked with a terrifying posture.

The residual power alone made Jin Kui's heart beat faster, and he had no choice but to retreat quickly to avoid this terrible attack.

"Damn, even I fell into it..." The Golden Ghost cursed while retreating, and it looked at Sean with a little anger, "Jin Kui, you little brother, can you only use these unpresentable means?!"

"Shut up." Jin Kui said coldly.

In mid-air, the sword of flesh and blood had already hit Sean's body directly amid exclamations!

There was no flesh and blood flying around, nothing abnormal, Sean's body was separated in half, and the sword of flesh and blood did not hit any entity.

The blade spun around and struck again. The same scene happened again, and the eyes on the blade finally showed a proud look.

Sean's body came back, and he stared at the sword of flesh and blood coldly, without saying a word.

But the latter gave a satisfied laugh: "Magic is magic after all... I was almost fooled by your magic. I must have spent a lot of thought on this magic, right? The triggering method is probably that your people are under a fatal threat. Can it be triggered at any time? Oh, it’s a pity that your body has not completed what you want to do!”

magic? !

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. They looked in disbelief. Could it be that... the Sean who suddenly appeared in the sky was just a fictitious image?

In the sky, the exposed Sean narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and smiled.

"I was discovered by you..."

He admitted it!

Acting Pope Ethan let out a shrill laugh: "The great Lord can see the true nature of man, and no amount of magic can obscure His sight!"

Sean curled his lips nonchalantly: "It sounds like it has nothing to do with you... Don't let an old eunuch pass the message. I, speak for myself."

A trace of resentment flashed in Ethan's one eye: "You are so impudent, a mere mortal, how can you qualify to talk to my lord?!"

Sean lazily said: "If you weren't qualified, you wouldn't be so scared when I come out - I, show up!"

He suddenly shouted loudly. Even if it was just an illusion created by magic, its power was shocking.

Ethan was about to refute again, but suddenly, the protruding eyes on his forehead turned white again, and something like a flesh worm emerged from the center of the pupil, and the top changed into a small faceless thing. people.

The little man was no bigger than a grain of rice, but his voice was like thunder.

"Mortal, you are really brave."

The extremely indifferent voice was like a giant talking to ants.

As soon as the sound appeared, the army of believers became more and more fanatical, shouting "Faith", "My Lord" and so on, as if they had been given blood, and began to attack the city wall crazily and continue to die.

No one paid attention to this crazy scene, Sean just laughed.

He showed a sly smile: "I, don't you have a deep memory of Wu Xiao's knife?"

The little man who was as big as a grain of rice just said indifferently: "From a mortal's point of view, yes, but after all, I am only a mortal, and the body of the evil god is just my body in the world."

Sean stretched his voice: "Oh - haha, you are explaining that you haven't passed that level yet. He calls himself the god of self, but he sees the most extreme and pure thing in a little mortal. I, is your Tao heart broken?"

I snorted coldly: "It's just like when you killed Wanmu. You thought you were upright in wielding your sword against the gods. In our opinion, it's just a little slapstick."

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Sean raised his eyebrows: "Fucking? Then you are so anxious? In the Imperial Capital, your Idol Sect suffered heavy losses, but now you are not willing to force dozens of crimsons to attack Paradise City... You feel the fluctuations in the space, so , you are in a hurry."

The little rice man, who represented the God of Self, was silent for a moment, and finally made some sounds of relief.

"Thugs, deceit, lies... It is indeed troublesome to be an enemy of someone like you. Even if it is just a phantom, you will never be defeated."

Sean chuckled: "Then tell me, what do you want to get after taking me away?"

The God of Self said calmly: "Of course it is something useful to me. You are behind everything in the imperial capital. Even gods like us have fallen into your trap. At this moment, I should ask for some interest back."

Sean squinted his eyes: "After Deep Blue, the energy in the body will be gradually converted into the original energy of the world. You, an evil god, are still above Deep Blue. This little energy will not make you go to war - you have noticed something that you have never had before. Something?”

However, I stopped explaining. He chuckled: "Procrastination is useless, Sean. I am more familiar with this energy than you. Even if you have emptied all the original energy in your body, you still need time to absorb the new energy." The original energy is an extremely long process.”

The sword of flesh and blood opened its mouth wide and let out a silent roar, and the believers became even more crazy.

The sword of flesh and blood fell into Ethan's hands, but the actual manipulator was obviously only himself.

He held the sword and said softly: "From these things, I have gained a lot of benefits, but the more precious things still need to be obtained from you... Now, how about it?"

He pointed at the army attacking the city below. Amidst the piles of corpses, the towering walls of Paradise City seemed to have become lower. The army of believers at the top had begun to engage in close combat with the defenders of Paradise City!

Although Paradise City has city walls and a much larger number of people than the opponent, all of this becomes insignificant in the face of absolute suppression of strength.

This is a sect that has been passed down for countless years. This is a conquest launched by them that almost cost them everything in the world. The defeat of Paradise City only takes a moment!

I was not in a hurry to take action personally, but simply said calmly: "After breaking through your Paradise City, this place will become my second parish, and you'd better pray that you can complete the transformation before I find you... "

His voice finally became cheerful: "In this way, when I eat you, you can at least feel the pain and unwillingness."

Sean did not look at him, but only looked at the sword of flesh and blood.

The gem that had been seen on Gan Hu's forehead, of course, that strange-looking thing was not a gem at all, but a heart.

And that heart should have come from a character - this character took a lot of effort from the production team, but in the end, it became a scrapped project due to various reasons.

It is also a relic with a strong previous life label, special proliferation...

Sean still remembers that the owner of the heart in the scrapped project was set under a religious background.

In addition to this heart, there are other things that Sean is familiar with on the sword of flesh and blood.

For example, the diamond-shaped gem at the top of the sword is not a gem, but a key that can open a certain underground copy, but the copy was finally abandoned, and the key data was finally buried in the abandoned program.

Another example is the ancient style sword tassel that doesn't match the hilt. It's a small ornament of the girl Li Zi in the studio. When the group was playing, they scanned it into the game. Normally, it wouldn't appear in the game world.

There are too many things that Sean is familiar with. They are either abandoned projects or items that used to be in the studio. Without exception, they have all become special proliferations with strange polluted smells.

And the ego church obviously started collecting these special proliferations not on the first day, so that the ego even knows Sean.

But what is the thing in my body that even the ego is jealous of...

The laughter of the ego interrupted Sean's thinking: "Powerlessness is the portrayal of you now, your subordinates, your friends, or those are your women? Ha, can your current phantom restore your true state?"

Sean looked down and saw that the people in Paradise City had fallen into a bitter battle. Under the blessing of the ego's faith, the believers were crazy and powerful.

Now in the crisis, Sean laughed: "I found that all of you evil gods are really the same..."

The blank face of the self twisted for a moment, and for some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

On the city wall, the most threatening self-religious crimsons were slaughtering wantonly. Even if they were forcibly promoted, they were far superior to the people in Heaven City who were only king-level.

"Dedicate your life for the glory of my Lord!" A crimson of the self-religion raised the inscribed dagger and was about to stab it into the heart of the person in front of him.

The latter was powerless and could only close his eyes in resignation.

However, there was no pain in his body. He opened his eyes carefully and saw a scene that he would never forget.

The crimson of the self-religion was vomiting blood and flesh, heart, kidneys, lungs, gastric belt... fragments of internal organs were spit out mixed with blood foam, and his vitality was rapidly dissipating!

Not only this one, but all the other crimsons of the self-religion had the same situation!

My original self noticed something strange at the first moment. His pupils suddenly shrank and he turned his head to the back of the army.

There, piles of crimson proliferations were twisting and screaming crazily, and above the horrible pollution, a man wiped the sweat from his forehead with great effort.

The phantom of the fox magic applauded and made an invitation gesture: "Well, my original self has been there for a long time. How about you go there and chat with me?"