Chapter 411 God Killing! Religion is just a business! (Please subscribe)
“Impossible, who are you?”
In the corridor, the god who was about to leave suddenly turned around and looked at the mutated yellow hair, eyes filled with tears. A look of shock appeared.
He was 100% convinced that before this, he was indeed just an ordinary human being. He had no aura of other gods, let alone extraordinary beings such as the Beast King or the Ghost Lord. He was as small as an ant.
However, what happened to the other party at this moment was beyond his understanding.
What he felt in the other party was a power that was completely unfamiliar, yet vaguely dangerous to him.
Boom!
In the gap where Huang Mao was blasted out, he climbed up again. At this time, he was far from a human form. He was even more like a monster than the god. His body was covered with a layer of flowing fluid. The black sticky substance, like a living tattoo, outlines the shape of an eye behind him.
The pale bones that emerged from his body were also covered with black matter, which looked terrifying and disgusting.
“I am the apostle of God!”
Although the form looks extremely evil, Huang Mao's tone is extremely fanatical and sacred.
“And you need to be redeemed!”
Whoosh!
The next second, his body was like a big black spider, rushing towards the god.
“Hmph!”
Facing Huang Mao's attack, the god snorted coldly, and golden divine lines immediately appeared on his body. A blurry shadow formed behind him and he stepped forward to meet him.
He seems to have made a mistake, but so what?
He is a superior god. Even if the opponent obtains this inexplicable extraordinary power, he cannot be his opponent.
After all, there are only a few types of power systems in this world, and there is no doubt that the gods are at the top.
Divine power!
He raised his hand, and all five fingers were shining. He seemed to be holding a sun in his hand, illuminating the surrounding area, and then he smashed it towards Huang Mao!
Boom! !
Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds, everything slowed down, and then a huge roar came out first. All the glass on the entire floor exploded instantly, taking with it the cars and electric cars parked on the street. Waiting for the alarm sound, it rang out.
Buzz!
What followed was a sweeping shock wave, throwing the two figures away at the same time.
Not far from the building, a high-end restaurant was busy with people coming and going. Men and women who claimed to be middle-class were eating dinner there, and watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street with a superior eye.
Those envious and jealous eyes seemed to have become the ingredients of their meal.
Originally everything was ordinary, until a loud noise was heard, and a figure smashed the window on the street and rolled in arrogantly.
After knocking a couple out, the figure quickly got up, with real anger burning in his eyes.
"Just a mortal, how dare, how dare"
He panted heavily and raised his palms, not knowing what to say for a moment.
On His palm, there was a huge bloody wound that almost tore the palm in half. Golden blood flowed out, stinging His eyes.
In the country of South Korea, He has been aloof for so long that He almost forgot the last time he was injured like this.
"Unforgivable!"
With red eyes, he walked outside step by step, ignoring the screams in the restaurant and around him, and blazing flames appeared on the horns of his forehead.
And in the distance, as if feeling his gaze, the black substance on the ground stood up and barely condensed into a human shape. Obviously, Huang Mao's injury was much more serious than him.
"Ants are always ants!"
The god sneered. He was sure that the opponent was at the end of his strength and could completely destroy this guy with just one click.
Then, find out the guy behind the opponent!
“Apostle, I am the apostle of God!!”
But soon, he felt that something was wrong with the other party. He was muttering something in his mouth, and his originally dark eyes suddenly lit up with pure white light.
An unspeakable feeling grew in the heart of the god. At this moment, he seemed to be looking at another being through those pure white eyes, and a power that made him shudder was growing rapidly.
Uneasiness, fear.
He subconsciously quickened his pace, trying to kill the other party as quickly as possible to avoid a long night and many dreams.
But just when he rushed in front of Huang Mao and raised his hand to attack, huge tentacles suddenly emerged from the void around him, carrying all kinds of pollution on the consciousness level, and descended suddenly!
He saw the target of his attack. Huang Mao's body was shattered into pieces and was instantly swallowed up by some more terrifying force.
It turned into a blurry face and stared at Him.
The eyes are indifferent, without any emotion.
Just as He once looked at the mortals under his feet, as insignificant as ants, at this moment, He also became an ant in the eyes of other beings.
"No!!"
At this time, He retreated instantly as if he had just woken up from a dream. He wanted to leave here, but it was already too late.
Layered tentacles emerged one after another, like huge fangs, swallowing him whole in a crushing gesture.
Then, as suddenly as he came, he disappeared.
Only an extremely silent street and a large number of frightened pedestrians were left.
"How is it?"
"How is the situation now?"
What no one noticed was that on a tall building not far away, two middle-aged men were standing at the window He was holding a red wine glass in his hand, looking outside, and talking softly.
What came to my ears was elegant music. It was the band on the stage performing passionately, but no one paid attention to them, because for those present, this was just an expensive background. Just music.
The banquet came and went, and from time to time a guest raised his glass and talked to the two of them, their words were quite respectful.
After all, the identities of these two people are not simple. One is the leader of the largest chaebol in South Korea, and the other is the spokesperson of the Great Demon God Sect, which is now famous and rapidly expanding. Even among the upper echelons of South Korea, they are still at the top of the pyramid. figure.
"There will be no problem."
The spokesperson of the Great Demon God Sect who spoke has a handsome appearance, good conversation, and a refreshing temperament.
At first glance, it gives people a feeling of warmth, sunshine and trustworthiness.
But at this moment, what the two were talking about had nothing to do with sunshine.
"The outcome was already doomed from the moment he escaped. The Great Demon God Sect doesn't need a god, and we don't need a god either."
He showed a confident smile.
"Then, happy cooperation."
The chaebol helmsman raised his glass and drank with him, also smiling.
In South Korea, everything can be a business, including religion. In the eyes of many people, the rapidly expanding Great Demon God Sect is just a huge cake, and its tens of thousands of believers are just individual pieces of cake. Green leeks.
A lot of people want a piece of the pie and don't see anything wrong with it.
The existence of God
is not a secret to the two of them, so they are more confident that they can solve that little hidden danger.
And this confidence lasted until the two of them received a phone call almost at the same time.
“Oh no, something big happened!”
(End of this chapter)