Chapter 435 So... God Must Die

"Fang Xiu, God has obviously surrendered, so should the plan to attack the West be postponed? Can I communicate with them first to see their sincerity? If they do not agree to surrender, how about deciding to send troops?" The minister suggested.

Everyone basically meant the same thing. After all, if they can defeat the enemy without fighting, it is the best result.

Only Fang Moli and Li Xiaoru were a little unhappy.

Li Xiaoru simply wanted to drink water in front of the White House.

And Fang Moli was just as simple, just simply wanted to show off.

When Fang Xiu was here, he had no chance. Later, Fang Xiu left, not only did he fail to show off, but he was pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Now Fang Xiu is back again. He had few opportunities to begin with, but he failed to compete. Now, he has lost the chance to flatten the West and defeat God with a sword.

Fang Xiu did not answer, but frowned slightly at these antiques.

There was only one reason for his frown, that is, these antiques were not surrounded by weirdness.

One or two pieces would be fine, after all, not all antiques are like the imperial seal, which has been entrusted with the faith of countless people in the long history.

But among the ten boxes of antiques, there is not a single one coveted by the weird, which is obviously problematic.

The weird likes to eat human souls, and the reason why the weird like to surround antiques is also because antiques contain a lot of spiritual power, which is also the key to the transformation of antiques into spiritual tools.

"Are you sure these antiques are real?" Fang Xiu suddenly asked.

The staff member quickly replied: "Captain, these antiques have all been tested by the country's top experts, and they are absolutely authentic."

The minister seemed to have noticed something and asked: "Fang Xiu, is there something wrong with these antiques?"

Fang Xiu nodded: "The spiritual power inside has been drained away."

The minister looked puzzled and didn't quite understand: "What does it mean that the spiritual power has been drained away?"

"That is to say, these antiques can never be transformed into spiritual tools."

"What!?"

Everyone was shocked. They couldn't see the spiritual power in the antiques. In fact, Fang Xiu couldn't see it either. The spiritual power is intangible and difficult to perceive, let alone see.

Fang Xiu also judged which antiques could be transformed into spiritual tools through those strange things that were temporarily in an illusory state.

Yang Ming was instantly furious: "Brother Xiu, do you mean that these antiques have been tampered with by God? He drained the spiritual power inside, leaving us with empty shells!?"

"That's right." Fang Xiu said calmly, his eyes were as deep as dead water, and no one could see what he was thinking.

The minister's face immediately darkened: "That is to say, even if we agreed to the duel, even if we won, in the end we would only get these empty shells! God really made a good calculation. He never intended to return the antiques of Xia Country from the beginning to the end."

"Brother Xiu, fortunately you saw it, otherwise wouldn't we be fooled? Carrying these antiques to the space nodes every day, it has been ten years and a half and still can't give birth to spirits. It's ridiculous!"

"Damn! I said that God is not a good thing. He seems to be timid, but in fact he doesn't pay any substantial price. Brother Xiu, I can't stand it. Today I must flatten the West!"

"Brother Xiu, give the order!"

For a while, everyone's eyes were all focused on Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu's face was calm, and there was no expression in his eyes, but if you look closely, you will find that there seems to be some undercurrent surging in his dark eyes.

He slowly scanned the crowd and took in the anger on their faces.

Suddenly, he spoke.

The voice was calm and indifferent, as if it did not contain any human emotion.

"It seems... God is playing a joke on us."

"But I never like jokes, so... God must die."

With Fang Xiu's words, everyone became eager to try, and everyone's face was more or less murderous.

No one likes to be fooled, and God's trick of mixing the fake and the real successfully provoked everyone's anger.

God's means are very clever, even the illusory spiritual power in the antique can be extracted, and the antique that has been extracted can't see any flaws on the surface.

It can be said that if Fang Xiu could not see the illusory weirdness and make a judgment, this time, everyone would be deceived by God.

Faced with this behavior, Fang Xiu has only one way, that is to make him regret coming to this world.

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West.

God lives in a magnificent palace. Not only does he call himself God, but even the palace he lives in is built according to the style of the Garden of Eden in the Bible. It is white and spotless. Whether it is the walls or the floor tiles, they are all made of a material similar to white jade.

Various holy angels were carved on the walls, with huge white wings that were lifelike. In the square in front of the palace, a white cross several dozen meters high stood.

At this time, countless believers were praying devoutly in the Garden of Eden, asking God for blessings.

And God was also very busy, using holy water to cleanse the sins of more than a dozen female believers. Their dark skin was set off by the whiteness of the Garden of Eden and the believers, making them look even darker.

Suddenly!

A white light suddenly lit up in the Garden of Eden.

The group of brainwashed believers thought it was God appearing when they saw this scene, and they immediately bowed to the white light.

The next second, the white light slowly dissipated, and a group of Orientals in black clothes, black hair and black pupils appeared in the field.

The believers were startled.

"Pagans!"

"Who let you in? You will defile the Garden of Eden! Get out...ah!"

The believers were covered by a black fire before they finished speaking, and in just a moment, they turned into a pile of ashes.

"Devil! They are devils!"

"God! Come and save your devout believers."

None of these believers ran away, but knelt on the ground, holding the cross in their hands tightly, and prayed frantically.

Madness and piety filled their eyes.

"Brother Xiu, these people seem to be crazy. God's power is not brainwashing, right?"

"It doesn't matter." Fang Xiu replied calmly, then stretched out his finger to the huge cross standing in the field and lightly tapped it.

Boom!

The cross broke and collapsed with a bang, directly cracking the white jade-like ground.

"Who is it!" A roar suddenly broke out from the depths of the Garden of Eden.

"Who dares to come to the Garden of Eden and make trouble!"

The next second, the black god appeared out of thin air.

When he saw Fang Xiu and the others clearly, his face suddenly changed.

"Fang Xiu! It's you! What are you doing here? The antiques have been returned to you, and the peace talks can also be discussed. What else do you want to do?"

"What are you doing here?" Yang Ming got angry instantly when he mentioned this: "I'm here to kill you, you stupid B!"