What is a first-class savior?

"The process is unfortunate, but the ending is happy, because they all returned to the embrace of God."

As a fanatic who has been carefully selected in countless simulations, Lina was unmoved by Moss' words. She said solemnly, "God does not help everyone, and it is impossible to help everyone. Isn't it possible? as a reason to hate God."

"Really?" Moss laughed, and he murmured, "But I can't help but hate him when I think that the things that caused them to die won't happen to us."

Lina frowned: "Are you cheap?"

Moss fell silent.

"God gave us eternal life and boundless mana, but you hate God because of this?" Lina showed a puzzled expression, and she sneered, "You know Moss? Although we have been playmates since childhood, you are practicing God has given me a lot of motivation and help, but I always feel that there is something wrong with your mind and that you have wasted the power that God has bestowed on you.”

"Today I will take back this power for God!"

Lina held out her hand to her side.

The pitch-black crack appeared out of thin air, and spit out an irregular giant sword with fangs. The blade was inlaid with three eyes that were spinning around, which looked very strange.

Moss sighed softly, and held the scimitar that Qiu forged for him backwards in front of him, with a look of determination in his eyes.

At this time, the sun shone on him, making his white robe extremely bright.

"Lena, you've gone the wrong way, I'll bring you back." Moss's body burned with milky warm flames, and a magnificent twelve-story altar emerged from behind him.

Lena raised the corner of her mouth: "Really?"

Blood-red lines spread from her toes to her armor, outlining intricate patterns like spider webs, like distorted human faces.

"Then give it a try!"

Her figure disappeared out of thin air, and Moss also disappeared. Almost at the same time, a violent mushroom cloud rose from the depths of the northern wilderness, and a terrifying wave of air pushed towards the two fleets.

"The envoy has struck!" The pope of the Church of All Things screamed, "Activate the space reinforcement device! Don't let the aftermath of their battle tear us to pieces!"

hum! hum! hum!

The fleet of the Church of All Things is shrouded in blue ripples, like an illusion.

The same is true for the demon fleet on the other side. Their first thing is not to attack each other, but to protect themselves and avoid dying from the aftermath of their own boss's battle.

"Attack! Set fire to their flagship!"

"Kill these hypocritical bastards!"

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!

Thick beams of light are coming and going in mid-air. Occasionally, a battleship tilted due to the attack, causing the beams to shoot obliquely into the ground of the northern wilderness, like a hot knife inserted into cheese, easily leaving a deep hole on the ground. Big hole at the bottom.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of explosions was endless, and the demon forces and the Church of All Things had warships falling from the sky with billowing black smoke because they could not withstand the attack of the other party. They fell to the ground and turned into big fireballs. They did not take the escape pod before the battleship touched the ground. Those who slipped out were all killed in the explosion.

This is a war of unprecedented scale.

If it were not carried out in the uninhabited northern wilderness, the achievements of human civilization for 3,600 years would be easily destroyed!

On the whole, the Universal Fleet is in a suppressed position. Their fallen warships are much more than the demonic forces, but the flagship of the demonic forces is almost unable to hold on.

"Keep it up! Their flagship is dead!"

The omnipotent fleet poured the firepower of the entire fleet onto the flagship of the demonic forces. The shield of the flagship of the demonic forces was approaching the edge of overload, and the dark blue shield was emitting light unevenly.

A calm voice sounded in the communication system of the demon forces: "I am Mo Yi, the commander of the flagship. The Church of All Things is blessed by the evil god, and its firepower is much stronger than ours. The flagship will not be able to support it, but please believe in us Leader, he will bring the final victory to everyone"

boom! ! !

The Church of All Things occupies the most fertile land among the seeds of good fortune, and its firepower is far stronger than that of the demon forces. The reason why it is suppressed in the battle is because the Church of All Things concentrates most of its firepower on the flagship of the demon forces.

The flagship of the demon forces burst into dazzling flashes, the shield completely collapsed, and the wild firepower from the Church of All Fleet hit the flagship of the demon forces without hindrance.

Countless thick energy beams pierced the flagship of the demon forces, the flagship's ammunition depot exploded, and the entire flagship exploded into a fiery fireball in mid-air.

"Flagship exploded! Advance Plan A!"

"There is no target to attract firepower, we can no longer shoot at them in the air, rush into their formation!"

"Hold on! They won't be able to use WMDs when they're close!"

"Hahahahaha! Jump to board the ship!"

"I can't live! They can't live either!"

The communication channels of the demonic forces are chaotic, but their actions are uniform. They are approaching the fleet of the Church of All Things against the intensive artillery fire of the Church of All Things. Consciously top the vacancy.

After paying a certain price, the fleet of the demonic forces intertwined with the fleet of the Church of All Things. The Church of All Things cast a taboo, deactivated its dominant weapons of mass destruction, and switched to using small-power weapons and demonic forces. Fight up.

This is the time when combat quality is most tested.

In the fleet of the demonic forces, there are continuous mech squads flying to the battleships of the Church of All Things in shuttles, and using the melta cannons carried by the shuttles to dig holes in the battleships of the Church of All Things, get in and start a killing spree.

"The enemy has entered our battleship, dispatch the Skitarii, we must not let them approach the control room!"

"For the gods! Sanction them!"

"The gods are watching us! Don't let him down!"

The fanatical cathars put on heavy mechanical armor and rushed through the corridor like a flood, extinguishing a "wild fire" burning inside the battleship, and at the same time, they themselves suffered tragic losses.

The battlefield is in a state of anxiety.

Every minute and every second, people from the Church of All Things and the demon forces are sacrificed. Both sides are fighting for their beliefs. Sometimes they wield chainsaw swords to split the enemy in half, and sometimes they drag teammates behind for treatment against their wishes. , Every word and deed is for victory and defense.

Wang Ran was lying directly below the two fleets, staring at the explosion above his head and the warships shooting each other in a daze, feeling an indescribable strange feeling in his heart, and a subtle change in his mentality.

It is no exaggeration to say that this war was started entirely because of him.

In countless simulations, it is not that there is no Happy End where everyone is happy, but because he wants to train a saint to compete for the jade plate of good fortune for him, he finally chose this timeline where happiness and misfortune are intertwined.

He stared silently at the war overhead.

Time passed quietly, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. The war between the demonic forces and the Church of All Things had long been intensified. Both sides paid a painful price, and their fleets were damaged by nearly half, but the war continued.

The war will go on endlessly until someone who can end it appears on the battlefield.

"Lena, God does favor you more." Moss stood in mid-air in ragged clothes, and eight of the twelve altars behind him had collapsed, which meant that most of the rules he had mastered were broken by Lena. , he can no longer use these rules for the time being.

Lena was faring much better than him.

Not only are there twelve altars, but the divine fire on the top of the altar is even more dazzling, exuding a terrifying aura that makes people tremble.

"I have dedicated everything to God, and God should favor me more." Lina gasped slightly while holding the heavy giant sword.

Although her condition was much better than that of Moss, the concentrated and high-intensity fighting for so long also put a great burden on her body.

The battle has progressed to this extent, and the outcome is self-evident.

"God favors you so much, so he must have given you something that I don't have?" Moss looked at the divine fire at the top of Lina's altar, from which he felt the suffocation of death.

Lina looked indifferent.

Moss spread his hands, and he sighed, "For more than three thousand years, you have dedicated all your gentleness to God, and left all your irritability to me. This is also one of the reasons why I hate God."

"Shut up!" Lina's figure flickered for a moment, and she appeared behind Moss. She slashed Moss' body with a sword, and chopped Moss to the ground of the northern wilderness, making a big hole in the ground.

Moss lay motionless in the pit, looking straight at Lena.

Lina appeared on the edge of the big pit. She looked down at Moss and said condescendingly, "Aren't you good at hiding? After hiding for more than three thousand years, you can hide better than bugs and mice. Why don't you hide this time?"

Moss' face was pale, and he smiled: "Admit it, you don't want to kill me."

Lina frowned, and asked coldly: "Did you have any hallucinations when you were about to die?"

"In order to ensure that you can be the final victor, God specially gave you something that I don't have." Moss stared at Lina's divine fire, and he murmured, "Why didn't you take this thing from the beginning? come out?"

Lina snorted lightly: "You don't deserve it!"

Moss smiled again, and he shook the scimitar in his hand with several gaps at Lina: "Your Church of Everything's forging technology is really good, my knife is not right when it hits your armor. No matter what harm you caused, you shocked yourself."

"The craftsmanship of the church is bestowed by the gods. Of course, it cannot be surpassed by the earthly methods you have figured out by yourself." Lina inserted the giant sword into the ground, walked to the edge of the pit and sat down. The calf swings gently in the air.

"I promise to God to take your head back."

"However, for the sake of the fact that we have lived together since birth, tell me about your last words, maybe I will be willing to help you realize them."

Lina stared at the face of her childhood friend.

Too much time has passed, and she can no longer put this face together with the child in her childhood.

"Last words? I haven't thought about this kind of thing."

"But if you have to say it, you should find a friend for yourself, don't just pretend to be God in your heart, in case God abandons you one day"

"Ouch!" Moss let out a scream.

He grabbed Lena's ankles, trying to get Lena's combat boots off his chest.

Lina's face was frosty: "God will never abandon me!" (End of this chapter)