It was past eight o'clock in the morning.

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong then both walked onto the deck. They knew that Jehovah and Lucifer had been on the top, so they wanted to give them some time to spend together.

But when they went up, they saw the white-haired and white-robed Jehovah, Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were a little confused.

Such a Jehovah is completely different from the ordinary young man who had transformed himself into the past.

In fact, it is impossible to say whether Jehovah’s true appearance is handsome or handsome. At first glance, you can’t even judge what his facial features look like, just because they make people feel very delicate and comfortable. No one can pick bones in the eggs.

Feng Rong was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but frown.

Even the art of transformation cannot be maintained. How could he not know that the birth of the Lord's God has entered the countdown stage?

Lin Yingkong also realized something, and couldn't even hold back the smile on his face, and sighed and looked at Lucifer.

Lucifer half leaned on a recliner expressionlessly, and his black windbreaker fell to the ground. His demeanor was cold, as if he was sitting upright in the hell throne. His dark eyes seemed to be hiding a group of demons dancing around, but without any emotion.

The Lord turned his head and greeted them as usual, "Minister of the Imperial Palace, Assistant Lin."

Lin Yingkong nodded and couldn't help asking: "How are you okay?"

The Lord smiled, his smile still gentle, exuding a divine mercy, "It's okay, I'm fine."

His tone was calm, as if he was not him who was about to die.

Feng Rong didn't say much, just glanced at the sea and asked, "Is it going to end?"

Perhaps because Baili Mengyan is his half-brother, Feng Rong feels a little panicked and short of breath now, as if there is a life-threatening danger staring at him, and Feng Rong's face turns pale because of this.

But there was no danger on the ship. Feng Rong knew that this feeling that life was threatened should have come from Baili Mengyan.

In normal times, the two brothers would definitely not have such a tacit understanding, but perhaps as Peculius said yesterday, they were involved in the great changes in the world, and Baili Mengyan's situation was too dangerous, so Feng Rong would feel so obvious at this time.

Lin Yingkong felt very distressed when he looked at Feng Rong's cold sweat on his forehead.

The Lord, behind his hands, whispered: “Yes, it’s over.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up all over the sea, the waves rolled, the hull shaking, and the four people on the deck remained steady, just subconsciously looking at the sea outside the ship.

Lin Yingkong is the most sensitive to souls. He couldn't help but take a breath and murmured: "Are there so many unjust souls who died in vain... they are all suppressed below..."

Before his voice could be finished, the sea surface suddenly stirred up, and the waves pounced on the hull. At their gaze, a thick colorful light column suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea. In the blink of an eye, along with the long sky and blue sea, the dark clouds in the sky roared and rolled, and the light column disappeared in the clouds, as if communicating with the sky and the earth.

——The three realms are shocked.

In the underworld.

The King of Rotary Shifted his hand, and a black mark was drawn on the booklet. He couldn't help but say "Huh" and frowned, "Strange, why did so many wronged souls suddenly enter the Reincarnation Platform... No, these wronged souls seem to be from this world at this time!?"

Eastern Heaven.

The Heavenly Lord opened his eyes from the throne and looked at the world from afar. After a moment, he laughed softly and said, "Is King Ajne of Neurmierde... That's right. He should have paid the price for the death of the Old Heavenly Lord."

In a city in the human world.

Bai Congqiu suddenly stopped and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

"What's wrong?" She Xunyou turned his head and looked at him who suddenly stopped leaving.

Bai Congqiu shook his head, "No, I just found... another old acquaintance can never see him again."

She Xun knew a little about the Lord and Nemeerde, but still didn't quite understand whether he was referring to the King of Nemeerde or the Lord, so he stopped talking.

Bai Congqiu felt a little lost on his face, and She Xun silently held his hand and gave silent comfort.

On the sea surface, among the colorful light columns, countless light spots representing the soul rose from the bottom of the sea, then spread out in all directions, and reentered the path of reincarnation.

Lin Yingkong felt chilling when he saw it - he had to purify so many powerful souls... No wonder Nirmierde's curse could be related to the great changes in the world!

At this moment, Feng Rong suddenly groaned and his body suddenly became soft.

"Minister!" Lin Yingkong was shocked and quickly caught him. He found that Feng Rong's face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat fell like raindrops.

"Meng Yan..." Feng Rong whispered, his pupils slightly dissipated.

Lin Yingkong's shadow beast roared silently under his feet, and he suddenly looked at the Lord, "Baili Mengyan will die, right?"

If Baili Mengyan's life was not on the verge of dying, how could Feng Rong have such a big reaction?

The Lord did not look at them, but sighed and said two words: "Fate."

Before Lin Yingkong could ask what this meant, he saw the colorful light column suddenly soaring several times, but the colorful colors gradually merged, and finally replaced by a pure silver color, and more and more souls were purified.

Lucifer subconsciously stood up and walked to the railing, "Mirta..."

The Lord looked at the pillar of light that was purifying the suppressed soul of Neurmierde, "He chose, and then Mir should accept it."

Lin Yingkong couldn't understand what puzzle they were fighting. Feng Rong in his arms was still trembling with pain. Lin Yingkong couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency..."

At this moment, the beam of light suddenly exploded, and the white spots of light were as numerous as stars, floating like heaven and earth, and then spreading around, dragging out beautiful arcs, like meteors flashing in the sky.

A man's voice came from the bottom of the sea and roared to the sky: "I owe you thousands of years of grievances. Today I will return you to the cycle of reincarnation and forget your worries. Take care! Take care! Take care!"

After the words came, the country collapsed. In the place that could not be seen under the sea, the ruins of the ancient country of Nirmierde were collapsing, and the sea surface slowly rolled up vortexes, the light spots dissipated, and the dark clouds rolled, as if the end of the world!

A man's voice came from the bottom of the sea and roared to the sky: "I owe you thousands of years of grievances. Today I will return you to the cycle of reincarnation and forget your worries. Take care! Take care! Take care!"
Chapter completed!