Chapter 1483 As you wish
The speed of the thrown Longinus Spear surged to the limit in an instant.
Even Slegurt was not clear. He only felt a scarlet light passing through his eyeballs, and then the huge angel-like human-shaped luminous object let out a shrill, high-pitched, sharp scream.
Poof!
The god-killing spear shot out of the body, its powerful and terrifying power unabated, and it carved a ravine hundreds of thousands of feet into the void behind.
For a time, the vast clouds and space behind appeared to be broken and divided.
"He actually... wants to kill that 'god'?!"
Slegurt, who was watching all this, was filled with emotions and was shocked.
Could it be that his goal is not to 'create a god', but... to kill a god?
The moment this idea surfaced, Slegurt himself thought it was impossible. The other party had worked so hard to create a god in such a long circle, and it was about to succeed. There was no reason to kill him!
But then, the clouds surged in the sky, the strong wind exploded, and another sudden change broke out.
The 'angel', who was stabbed through the chest by Longinus, let out a final cry in extreme pain.
Roar!
The huge roaring sound filled my mind like thunder.
Even in the demigod state of Yisle Guerte, he felt mentally disoriented and had a splitting headache, as if a big explosion had occurred in the depths of his soul, and his soul would be torn into pieces.
It was just a dying cry, but it seemed more violent and terrifying than any attack!
boom--! ! !
It seemed like a meteor exploded in the sky, and large pieces of thunder and fire were scattered in all directions.
Looking from a distance, it looks like extremely gorgeous fireworks. After the collapse, the fire rain and meteors pierce the sky, and thousands of rays of light fall to the earth.
The storm rushed down like a waterfall, violent vibrations swept through the ice, and the indescribable majestic pressure made Slegurt feel as if he was standing on a white dwarf. Only by doing his best could he avoid being crushed into a puddle of flesh. mud.
Suffocating, heavy, cold...
The body that was constantly shaking under the heavy pressure seemed to be whining under the weight.
The skin was cracking inch by inch, the bones were crackling and roaring, and the cracks were dense and crisscrossed like a spider web. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a bloody person, dripping with blood, and extremely miserable.
Exhaust everything, burn your spirit, condense your mind into one, and squeeze out the energy in every cell.
In the end, Slegurt resisted.
The suffocating pressure rushing down like a collapse of the sky melted into nothingness in an instant, as if it had never existed.
Silence...deathly silence.
There was no sound, as if it had been forcibly stripped away, and the colorful world also lost its decoration at this moment.
The whole world, as far as the eye can see, is all gray.
Pale, lifeless, dead, dead...like a canvas that has not yet been painted.
He barely managed to stabilize his body, and his mind that he had just controlled, but when he looked up at the sky, a turbulent wave stirred up again. The boy's hole suddenly shrank to a point, and his face was violently distorted.
"He...really killed that 'god'!"
The holy angel-like humanoid luminous object was nailed to death in mid-air by the spear of Longinus.
However, when he was about to die, the angel-like human-shaped luminous object assumed a strange shape.
Her head was lowered, her arms were raised up to her shoulders, and her legs were straight and crossed. The three rings that symbolized 'God' became more and more dazzling, and reflected in the shining light wheels flowing down, they looked like a huge... cross!
Reflected under the crimson wheel of light in the sky, is the ring of God as bright as the sun.
But in front of the Circle of God, in a world that is gray and dead, and has lost all color, there is a sacred human cross. Its indescribable majesty and nobility make all living things tremble.
That is... the 'art' that cannot be described with any color!
It is a beautiful picture that cannot be created by all mankind in the past and future. It is the end that no one can reach.
cross? !
Wait... Slegurt was shocked. She seemed to have seen this 'picture' somewhere.
Without thinking, she remembered it the next moment.
"Is this...the Messiah...Paint of the Crucifixion?!"
She couldn't control the trembling all over her body and screamed, her twisted face full of shock.
"Why... on this small earth, would the... gods of that era appear?!"
Paradise is a history so long ago that almost no one knows about it.
No one knows when it collapsed. Only the few remaining ancient races know a little about this kingdom of God, which was the supreme kingdom of Gods that once spanned the infinite multiverse.
The earth is just a small remote planet in the Milky Way, with a very low level of civilization, but there are traces of heaven!
It must be said that this shocked Slegurt.
However, her shock ended quickly.
Because the crucified ‘Messiah’ suddenly spewed out a huge amount of blood from his chest, like a torrent bursting from a dam, and poured down instantly with a roar that shook the earth!
Rumble.......
The sea of blood surged furiously, flooding the entire planet in just the blink of an eye.
Slegurt, who was forced to drink a mouthful of blood, choked and coughed repeatedly. He struggled to grab an ice floe from the roaring waves. He panted and looked around, shocked and scared: "Damn... this Blood… so weird!”
After being contaminated by this blood, the energy in her body seemed to be completely silent, and she was completely unable to use it.
In other words, she is just an ordinary person now.
"When will this damn thing...end?"
Slegurt, who was washed away by the bloody flood, gritted his teeth and persisted, digging his fingers deeply into the ice floe and using all his strength to barely ensure that he would not be washed away.
With her persistence, it didn't take long for the torrent to subside.
Seizing the opportunity, Slegurt climbed onto the ice floe and quickly looked around, realizing that the vision had not been washed away. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the situation in the sky.
The blood of the Messiah seemed to drain away, and cracks gradually spread from the place where the body was penetrated on the chest.
Katcha! Katcha! Katcha!
There were crisp cracking sounds, and light-spotted fragments peeled off from her body.
Soon, it didn't take long, after the light spots on the body surface peeled off, what was left was a simple bronze door, exuding a sense of decay and vicissitudes left after countless years.
The surface of the bronze door depicts the Passion of the Messiah.
The entire relief seemed to be soaked in blood, with clear dark red blood spots flowing down, and the majestic sacred power spread.
Looking at the huge bronze door that was covered in blood, as if it had gone through countless cruel battlefields, and was like a living creature, a trace of sadness appeared in Lord's eyes, and he sighed softly.
The future...is the final result of a series of choices in the past.
He walked slowly towards the door.
"As you wish...I'm here."
