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Su Xiaoqiang was a little restless.

If it was just a covetous gaze, then she would definitely not find anything unusual. The previous dark shadow had already expanded her fragile worldview.

But she clearly felt the sacredness, just like a painter of the Renaissance in the Middle Ages, who was using religious brushes to record the scenes of religious divine history.

Chu Zihang also sat in the co-pilot seat at the side without saying a word.

because……

The lights ahead, which appear to be from a toll booth, exude not only warmth, but also solemnity and grandeur.

Just like a pilgrim entering a temple, the desire to get closer is not like seeing a lighthouse in the sea, but the feeling of devoutly worshipping the true God.

They stopped, but the lights were coming toward them, those thin strands of white light shining in the darkness and rain.

"What on earth is this..."

After a while, Chu Zihang murmured to himself.

This was a bit too strange, because the rain was still pouring down outside, but if the thing in front was not a toll station, what could it be?
Take a deep, sharp breath.

It was as if at an altitude of ten thousand meters, the plane had a malfunction and was about to crash, and the oxygen masks popped out.

Only by breathing oxygen can you muster the courage to accept the reality of death.

"is God."

Chu Tianjiao's words remained calm.

But when seeing the almost indescribable huge thing in front of us, the atmosphere still seemed extremely weird, as if it was death, and the whole carriage was filled with an indescribable despair.

"Zihang, you just follow me closely. Don't be too far away, and don't be too close. Just like when I took you flying kites when we were little, okay?"

The voice floated over from the front seat.

His tone suddenly changed again, his original calmness turned into seriousness, and Chu Zihang could hear that he was trying hard to suppress the trembling in his voice.

"get off."

The man took the long knife and pushed the door open. The biting wind and rain outside the window instantly poured into the small and cramped Maybach.

Under the mercury-colored street lights, raindrops were on the dark gold armor, and the filthy dust and mud completely blocked the tall body, like a monster entering the world.

The armor on his head did not move at all, and an impenetrable darkness flashed inside it, and soon his majestic appearance was revealed in the reflection of the rain.

A useless bronze mask made a shocking sound under the heavy beating of rain.

——On the day of God's wrath, when the light faded, the dust from the earth made His image more real and three-dimensional.

"How dare you crash into the throne of God!"

The eight-legged horse as majestic as a hill beneath his feet neighed and stirred up lightning in the air. His golden pupils were like a giant lamp, and when they turned around, they looked like a shooting star. He wore a blue wind cloak, and his name was Odin.

"I'm a driver. I drive so much that my hands are bound to slip." The man said calmly, "I know what you want. Okay, I'll give it to you."

The man turned around and touched Chu Zihang's head. Chu Zihang could feel the warmth in his hands mixed with the drizzle and soil.

But he was suddenly stunned again. Why did his father know what "God" wanted?
From those eyes as deep as the sea.

He could see... that his father seemed to be hiding something, and Chu Tianjiao had been delaying the arrival of this day.

"Go get the box out of the trunk. It's black with a silver mark on it."

Chu Zihang ran back quickly, his shirt was wet by the rain. Perhaps because of the surge of adrenaline, he did not feel physically exhausted.

What was displayed in front of him was a black suitcase with a specially made leather surface that was rough but tough. There was a silver nameplate on it, engraved with a lushly growing world tree. It must be worth a lot of money.

But maybe what God wanted was not the suitcase, but the things inside it. Chu Zihang weighed the suitcase and did not unzip it.

He returned to Chu Tianjiao's side.

"You have disobeyed me many times before, but this time you must listen to me." The man whispered in Chu Zihang's ear.

"Remember, don't leave me, but don't get too close to me either. But when I say 'run,' you have to run towards the car. Don't look back, don't look back!"

"Yeah." Chu Zihang nodded.

The shadows surrounded them, wrapping the man and Chu Zihang forward, while inside the carriage, Su Xiaoqiang and Su Jiannan held their breath and kept quiet, not daring to reveal a single word. Every second of what happened before their eyes was enough to shatter a person's worldview.

The shadows communicated in some ancient language, which roughly meant fresh meat. Although Chu Zihang did not feel scared, he felt a chill in his spine again when he saw those eyes that looked like hell-guys salivating over the dinner plate.

Deadpool…

The horrifying thing that he had seen far away in the depths of the Greenland Ice Sea now appeared right in front of him.

I don’t know how long I walked.

The man stopped, and his precise movement made him appear a hundred meters ahead of Odin, and a hundred meters behind Maybach.

"I feel like even if I give you the things, you won't let us go."

He looked ahead at the throne hidden in the misty rain, spread his legs, and let the long sword in his hand fall naturally, with blood dripping down the blade onto the rain-soaked ground.

"I will promise you my life."

Odin said hoarsely, riding on the back of the eight-legged horse Sleipnir: "The gods never lie."

"Becoming like these monsters?"

"No, your bloodline is far superior to theirs, and you will be even more powerful."

"Not negotiable?"

"Anyone who has been to this country can return to this country, so everyone who comes here must be a servant of God."

Chu Tianjiao’s expression darkened.

He took the box from Chu Zihang's hand and threw it out suddenly. The dark shadows surrounding them quickly turned into a wave of disaster that swarmed towards them.

"The negotiations broke down," he put his hand on Chu Zihang's shoulder and pushed him out, "Use your voice to start the Maybach's engine, run!"

Chu Zihang didn't even think twice and ran towards the car like crazy. The Maybach worth nine million yuan didn't require a key and only three people in the world could start it, and he was one of them.

It had been a long time, and he found it hard to believe what this man said, but on this rainy night, he held his father's warm hand and suddenly became a child who depended on his father.

He also wants...

Take those who want to live with you.

He was not far away from the car, and the black shadow wanted to get closer at the first moment, but as the car door closed quickly, all the attacks turned into the sound of collision.

"Dang, Dang, Dang!"

Accompanied by a sudden biting sound, it was shocking that the Maybach was completely unharmed, but Chu Zihang had no time to care about the so-called abnormality of the car.

Through the windshield, Chu Zihang saw the man spinning suddenly, the long sword brought up a dazzling arc of light, the rain splashed into a circle, and the air seemed to solidify.

He heard terrible noises chasing after him from behind, the sound of blood gushing from wounds, the sound of bones being torn apart by the blade, mixed in with the storm.

Suddenly, he had a strange feeling...the kite string was broken.

That was the kite string between him and the man. For a long, long time, he would only see the man after long intervals, but there was always a string between him and the man. Now the string was broken.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath. He realized that if he didn't leave, he would die, so he turned on the radio in his Maybach.

"start up."

It was almost a roar, and even he himself did not expect that he could make such a sound.

……

"Sorry, can't do it."

A cold mechanical synthesized voice came out.

Chu Zihang: ???

His gaze quickly rose. The Maybach under his feet seemed to be undergoing some invisible changes. He could vaguely hear the assembly of countless parts.

Before I could react, the windshield in front of me turned into some higher grade metal. It was completely light-transmissive in my line of sight, but to the outside it was a hard black plate that absorbed heat. The material was very strong.

The car lights turned into eyes, and the blazing white light beam was like thunder. The leather door panel that had been pierced by the long blade suddenly folded and turned into a bloody steel knife.

The traces stained red by black blood are vaguely visible, but in the torrential rain, they do not appear mottled or worn. Standing under the street lamp with the characteristic of reflecting light all over the body, mixed with the black streamlined body, it looks like a steel Titan.

(End of this chapter)