The Light Comes to Marvel

Chapter 324 God Killing
"Belief."

"Holy light."

Countless poor people in despair are repeating this sentence.

Countless rays of holy light pierced through the dark clouds and fell on the ground.

The mysterious worm emperor is now confused, why there is such a powerful original force in the universe of the original book.

This is not scientific at all.

If this original force completely descends on the original universe.

Then the other party is qualified to sit on an equal footing with him.

He even broke his imprisonment on the infinite six wills.

In that way, he will usher in a complete end.

Then what is all this to him.

He hasn't lost yet, it's a race against time and disaster.

As long as he makes the disaster run fast enough and the opponent's belief cannot be formed, then he will be the final winner.

Cannibalize the entire universe.

With a wave of his hand, the worm emperor threw viruses originating from human beings into countless worlds.

Black Death.

The Black Death came with the return of the Crusades, and his evil gods unscrupulously urged the mortals to fight.

To make the world chaotic enough to keep the other party's unformed religion asleep.

The Black Death does not seem to care who is the winner and who is the loser, it treats them equally, and the whole European continent fell into a real and visible panic in the wild and happy running of the rats.

Whether you are an aristocratic lord or an ordinary mud-legged person, at this time when the plague is raging.

It seems that only prayer can save oneself. New sects took advantage of this time to quietly establish themselves, and various methods against the Black Death were regarded as the best tools to win over believers.

These are all the methods used by the Emperor of Zombies.

In fact, the Black Death is nothing in the 21st century. It is a disease that can be controlled. How can these high-dimensional gods who have existed for an unknown period of time not be able to control even a plague, allowing them to kill the European continent? the people above.

In fact, it's just that they need this kind of tool. Crazy mice started from Central Asia and were brought back to Europe by the Crusaders.

First it spread from Italy to Western Europe, then Northern Europe, the Baltic Sea region, and then to Russia, but the plague in this world seems to be more violent, maybe the Zerg Emperor added a little seasoning?

The mice slowly established their own tribal prototype in the sewer, and gained wisdom, although they are still very ignorant now.

This is the masterpiece of the mysterious bug king. He thinks that rats are very similar to his own group.

Great potential.

After being swarmed, the rats have their own intelligence.

In just one week, 2500 million Europeans were killed by the plague they carried.

Countless souls howled in mid-air, and some souls even went crazy and devoured their companions.

Become a new kind of life existence and be absorbed into the Zonghuang sect.

All kinds of animals are constantly injected with their own scientific research products by some crazy scholars, loaded with some ancient magic, and the originally ordinary animals have gradually turned into various terrifying creatures.

Coupled with the continuous wars, many small countries collapsed overnight, and the whole country turned into a real purgatory, and the heroes established their own forces one after another.

The ignorant people prayed frantically, and the so-called saints of various sects came into the world one after another.

Walking in time to save and search for those so-called pious people, in addition to faith, in their eyes, it seems that only God can get rid of this painful disease.

Afterwards, the worlds were shattered in the hands of crazy believers, and the fairy tales in the original world no longer existed.

Broken very thoroughly.

After experiencing the Black Death, civilization did not go on a different path of development, a brighter path.

It is an endless dead silence and a land full of deformed monsters.

A week after the Black Death ravaged the European continent, it finally spread to the whole world.

Followed by a large number of patients and cheerful mice, today's weather is still sunny, and people in the distance heard that there will be a new church sermon today.

Dragging his weak and sick body, he went to this remote church while he could still walk.

They have seen those patients with festering and ulcerated bodies, and they have also seen with their own eyes those people who talked nonsense and finally fell to the side of the road covered in black and purple. Now, in their eyes, only God can save them.

"Holy Light!"

"Give me strength!"

Countless people were calling for the Holy Light, and the Holy Light responded.

In the world where Zhao He awakened.

Sitting on the Holy Light Church formed by Zhao He, Deadpool found that the other party seemed to be becoming a god.

Bursts of majestic holy light emanate selflessly from here.

After a while it becomes more back here.

Just like a virus.

The Holy Light is multiplying crazily at an almost infinite speed, crazily invading the world modified by the Zerg Emperor.

There is a glimmer of life on the devastated land.

But Zhao He was still squinting his eyes in the church, as if there was still some unsolved knot in his heart.

"The flowers wither and the grass wither."

"Abandon the gods and believe in yourself."

"I am the holy light."

"The Light is me, and I am the Light."

In the original world not far away, the Zonghuang controls a group of multi-level puppets to test Zhao He's world again.

But soon, he was completely killed by a red dead waiter with golden light all over his body.

Deadpool now also understands under Kebike's explanation.

It turned out that I was fooled.

And he killed the goddess of death.

Incarnation.

Zhao He is still caught in the collision of his own theories at this time, he still lacks something.

He can now double awaken as a minder or a seraphim.

But the two sides can't blend perfectly.

One is a mortal who stands shoulder to shoulder with a god, but is a mortal after all.

One is a god who blesses all living beings, but after all, it lacks the fireworks of people.

He needs their perfect blend.

Just like Kaili's fusion of the eight major gunner professions, then he can have the capital to fight against that Zerg god.

"Let the holy light of freedom tear through the ignorance of ignorance."

"Let the holy flame of freedom burn the entire universe."

From time to time, Zhao He's magnificent voice reminded him of Deadpool and Kopik's ears.

The duo have no idea how long these crazy theories will last.

But at this time, Zhao He suddenly woke up.

He was bathed in bright holy light, and with a wave of his hand, long bridges made of holy light appeared in the void leading to various worlds.

He felt he still needed some help.

If there is no human pyrotechnics, just add some human pyrotechnics to make yourself like a person.

If there is no nobility of gods, then add some nobility of gods and make yourself like a god.

But he is still himself.

He is Zhao He.

I am a mortal, but I need to become a god.

At this moment Zhao He suddenly remembered.

When I was an avenger, how did I talk nonsense with the chaotic ghost god Ozma.

This is not enough, I as a mortal communicate with me as a god.

Take advantage of the Avenger's class traits.

Then I am still me.

God is also me.

bang~
Accompanied by an explosion, Zhao He felt that he had realized it, and golden rain began to fall from the sky.

More bridges of holy light stretched out into the void, appearing in front of many suffering people.

"Son, if you persist, we will be able to go to the next church soon, and we will definitely cure your illness."

A middle-aged man held a dark-faced child in his arms. The child was about six or seven years old.

The golden hair looked a little messy because it hadn't been combed for a long time, and a pair of sapphire-like eyes were hidden under the messy hair.

His lips were biting continuously because of the long-term pain, but he didn't make a sound.

"Father, your illness will definitely be cured." The little boy looked weakly at his father's swollen lymph.

The rout has begun slowly, and the little boy still remembers when a group of them were driven out of the city, a group of people walked northward, and a kind aunt slowly crawled all over her body with rout.

After finally wailing and dying in the wilderness, the vultures hovering in the sky happily landed on the broken corpse and started a feast.

There was no words between the father and son, not because they didn't want to communicate, but because they wanted to save some energy to fight against illness and weakness. The middle-aged man suddenly felt dizzy.

When he was about to fall forward with his footsteps, an old man stepped forward to support him, and the old man asked the middle-aged man.

"Peter, how do you feel?" After the old man asked, he found that Peter was staring into the distance, and did not answer his words.

The old man suddenly saw that Peter's face was no longer the dull expression of walking corpses, and as tears fell from his eyes, his face was full of hope.

The old man raised his head and looked in the direction Peter was looking at, and a huge holy light descended on the church on the mountain that was not grand but looked very dignified.

Even though it is sunny now, the sun's rays cannot block the blazing rays of the Holy Light, and then a warm voice came from a distance.

"The Holy Light protects you."

The old man listened to the voice that seemed to come from his heart.

The cloudy eyes do not know how many vicissitudes of the world have been contained, and how many people who fled together have witnessed falling in the wilderness, and the dead bodies were also eaten by wild beasts.

Slowly on the road, there will be no more tears, as if numb, but now those turbid eyes emit a strong light, and tears full of hope are shed.

Just by stepping on that bridge, they can be saved.

Similar incidents are still happening, and the tortured people have set foot on the golden bridge of holy light to welcome the new light.

Zhao He's face at this time was full of compassion, and the holy wings behind him shed a little light.

It just so happened that a few thick clouds floated from afar. The climate here is so bad. The sky was clear one moment, but it may be overcast the next moment.

The sicknesses of the believers kneeling in front of the Holy Light Church were gradually eliminated, and the ulcers on the patients' bodies recovered in the light and rain. There were about 100 refugees in this group.

There were women and children, all knelt on the ground and prayed, shouting praises to the Holy Light.

Then they returned to their own world through the bridge of holy light, bringing the hope of holy light to those barren worlds.

After Zhao He received a group of refugees, the wings of the Holy Light behind him gradually retracted, and he stood like that at the door of the church.

He continued to wait for the next batch of arriving refugees, and there was a golden phantom behind him.

Looking carefully, the other party looks exactly like Zhao He.

He called it.

A golden body of merit.

No way, it's too similar.

Although it is unscientific to say that I communicate with myself, I pray to myself.

But the three professions of the immortal, the thinker, and the seraphim are just like this.

Maybe this is reality.

The reality is very unreasonable.

He looked at another group of kneeling refugees with pity. They were dressed in rags, but they still believed in the gods who made them miserable.

So they need the help of the Holy Light.

Become a follower of the Light.

Do yourself a favor and go back to preaching.

What's so good about the new evil gods.

With the new holy light, you can live forever. With the holy light, you can live long.

Simple missionary slogans, although simple, are more useful than others.

Zhao He doesn't need to do it himself at all now, and when the holy light covers the entire universe of the original book, the worm emperor doesn't need to do it himself.

Forget it.

So he is waiting.

Waiting for the other party to sit still.

Betting on the opponent's operating methods is not as powerful as Shengguang.

Zhao He shook the robe on his body, the holy light gradually dissipated but still formed a thin film of light, making Zhao He's whole body golden.

Just looking at him made him look like a god descending to earth, thick dark clouds covered the sun, but Zhao He in the shadows was shining with holy light all over his body, as if a miracle had come, but the words he read were blasphemous words.

Believers, you have to fool around.

It's not a fool, after all, he can be called a god now, right?

"I have walked in the light."

"I have also fallen into the abyss of darkness."

"I once believed in the glory of the gods."

"I have also seen the whipping of the gods."

"When the gods abandoned us, I had no complaints."

"When the gods regained us, I have no hatred in my heart."

"Light, justice, chaos, nothingness, darkness, evil."

"When I don't believe in the gods anymore."

"The light still favors me."

"Darkness still awaits me."

"Only the Holy Light lasts forever."

"Ah, praise the Light."

The new refugees below watched the holy Zhao Hyuk spit out crazy blasphemous words.

Their faces are full of inconceivable expressions. For them who have believed in gods since childhood, they never denied the gods in their hearts even when they were in the most difficult time, even when they died.

Some refugees didn't even kneel down like Zhao He, but got up and yelled at Zhao He loudly. The torn robes on the man's body could still be seen to be made of expensive silk, and he looked like a nobleman.

The holy light behind Zhao He became more and more intense, and gradually formed an extremely holy eight-winged angel, looking down at the surroundings.

Zhao He has to admit that the image of an angel as a bird is still very helpful for preaching and fooling people.

After all, being handsome is a lifetime thing.

It also proved this theory again.

He didn't pay attention to the run-down nobleman. Zhao He's blasphemous words now negate all religions in the world. Only holy light is the only one, the light of righteousness.

Those nobles who wear a pair of pants with religion will of course refute him. Even if a miracle comes now, even if his illness has just been cured, he will curse this blasphemer just because of profit.

Everything is profit.

If the benefits are enough.

They are nothing more than tools to kill God.

(End of this chapter)