The streams of light gathered in the sky, and the sun's rays shone brighter and brighter, being rendered into golden clouds that swirled and entwined, gradually building up into a brilliant illusion of light and shadow that was larger than a city.

People in the city of Nanling raised their heads and looked up at the gorgeous miracle. For a few moments, they saw golden doors slowly opening in the sky, vague angels with wings on their backs, gray mist and rainbow-like flags, and countless

Creatures of all shapes and sizes were crucified on countless crosses...

But all of this dissipated in an instant, and it seemed that it was just an illusion constructed by light and shadow, dancing with crazy figures and singing crazy words.

When the golden light and strange clouds reverberating between the sky and the earth gradually became clear from the initial chaos, countless passers-by who had long lost their human emotions surrounded the majestic altar-like building and began to recite poems dedicated to the gods in unison.

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When that critical point arrived, accompanied by deafening thunder, the clouds split, and strong winds carried the howling rain. The insides of the passers-by at the altar were shattered like glass, and their blood and flesh mixed into something indescribable.

The name-like tissue block moved little by little towards the golden fuzzy human figure in the center of the altar.

The indescribably sacred light overflowed from the girl-like body, giving everything in the world a golden haze.

The indescribable flesh and blood burned and mutated in this golden light, changing the mode of its own existence bit by bit. The color of the blood faded, the veins of the muscles disappeared, and the surface gradually became smooth with white growth growing lushly.

feather.

In the end, the flesh and blood of countless passers-by formed a pair of nearly perfect white wings, which attached themselves to the back of the girl-like god like a parasite, and then merged together perfectly.

The girl-like god wrapped his new wings around himself. At this moment, the rain stopped, and a ray of sunshine pierced the dark clouds and swayed directly to his body.

He finally spread his wings, and without deliberately fluttering those snow-white wings, a gentle wind lifted his body high, looking down at this like an "angel" or "god" in countless ancient murals.

It was a world that should originally belong to Him.

God descended from heaven to see if the world would change after thousands of years.

The gods born from the hope of mankind finally came to the world in a complete form.

At this moment, He abandoned the word "fake" and completely became a true god.

…

Dengying Lu Shan gloomily threw the crumbs in his hand to the ground. He could tell at a glance that this wooden plaque with the shape of a fox undoubtedly belonged to the Su family.

"I have to admit, I did underestimate you, and I also underestimated the fox from the Su family..." Dengying Lushan looked at the fragments of the wooden sign in his hand. He could detect the mental power belonging to the Sky Fox Su Qian'er.

It was that mental power that perfectly hindered his detection of this person's thinking, allowing everything that happened here to be transmitted to the Su family.

Although everything that happened here was not a secret, the fact that it was leaked so quickly was beyond the plan.

"However, no one in this world can stop us... We will not cause destruction, we just opened the door to the Kingdom of God with our own hands." Dengying Lushan whispered like a devil, "You are very brave, so

, I’ll let you take a look at the ultimate.”

The door behind Deng Ying Lu Shan opened silently, like a hole in heaven opening, attracting the full attention of all the dying people in an instant.

"God..."

At that moment, he saw...the ultimate of all things.

People from the Su family once told him how terrifying the "spiritual pollution" that comes with extraordinary power is, and he has already made sufficient preparations, even hiding a stone in his back molar for critical moments.

Poison used to commit suicide.

He originally thought that he could resist the influence of the gods with his own willpower. Even if the crisis really reached the extreme, he would have enough time to commit suicide.

However, when the god really entered the real world in an almost perfect posture, filling his entire sight, he could hardly control the deviation of his sight. His entire vision, and even his whole heart, were instantly transformed by the white wings.

completely occupied by the transcendental being.

He felt that huge amounts of knowledge were pouring into his mind crazily, countless secret pasts, countless dark fragments, endless

Countless lost histories, countless countless countless countless countless countless...

His weak flesh and blood brain is in danger of exploding at every moment. Countless thoughts and impulses that do not belong to him and should not even belong to humans are growing and erupting in every inch of his nerves. All his thoughts and feelings towards the outside world are growing.

His perceptual abilities were all in disarray, and for a few moments he even had the illusion that he was falling into a bottomless black hole in the universe.

I forgot what I wanted to do, why I came here, my identity, and even that I was a human being.

He opened his mouth and shouted in an almost whining voice——

"God, I... long for redemption..."

The girl-like god looked at him with silent eyes, her white wings gently folded. She was the most perfect existence, and an indescribable deity beyond human imagination.

…

The door of the conference room opened again, and the participants left the building step by step, not many people, but not many people.

They had exactly the same smiles on their faces, and even the upward curves of the corners of their mouths were the same.

They walked in uniform steps, looking firmly ahead, and no one among them was whispering.

Someone came over curiously, wanting to ask about the vision in the sky just now and the content of the meeting.

But no matter what others asked them, they just answered with a similar tone and a smile: "Our God has brought the supreme salvation."

The same golden light shone in their eyes, like a tiny golden worm.

Hearing their answers, the expressions on the faces of those who looked into their eyes froze for a moment, and then showed the same smile - "Yes, praise our great God."

And the eyes of these people began to shine with the same golden light.

At this moment, the world belonging to human civilization has begun to operate according to the final plan of the Dengying family, and the destiny begins to be played out one after another, until this grand drama called "End of the World" is presented in the most perfect manner.
Chapter completed!