"Zed, she..." Swamp Monster's tree face wrinkled into a ball of dung, "Oh, now I can be 100% sure that the Holy Crusade is finished, and the decades-long plan of Heaven has been wiped out overnight.

funeral.

John, you accomplished your mission.

The Life Council will not treat you badly.

A new Holy Son will be born in the human world and inherit my will and your bloodline."

"That's not what I'm doing." Constantine smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"The promise must be fulfilled, and your contribution to mankind must be rewarded. This is cause and effect!" Swamp Monster stamped his palm on Constantine's forehead, and the illusory soul of Constantine floated out, and his body fell softly.

The tobacco leaves stretched out, rolled up Constantine's body, and disappeared into the green channel along with the swamp monster.

Constantine's spirit body was left alone there at a loss.

The next moment, the Amazon jungle thousands of miles away.

"Plop!" The water in the swamp pool splashed.

Under the camphor tree on the shore, the silver-haired girl Abby looked around, "Alec?"

"It's me!" Constantine's voice rang out in the mud, and then ripples spread out. He stood up and walked out of the water step by step.

"Are you Constantine? But..." Abby was surprised.

"Constantine" touched his crotch and grinned, "Abby, I've been holding it in for almost ten years, and it can't wait any longer.

However, we still have to wait half a day for the Holy Advent Crusade to fail.

Abby, the Son will be born from your belly."

"Are you really Alec? Whose prank is this?" Abby said hesitantly.

"Of course." Alec Constantine raised his fingers, and a sapling in front of him quickly grew into a towering tree.

The pure green of all things is undoubtedly a swamp monster.

Abby breathed a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully: "Why choose Constantine?"

"According to the prophecy on the hell stone tablet, after the winter solstice, nature will combine with the supernatural to usher in childbirth..."

Alec Constantine sighed: "I represent the supernatural, and you represent the natural. But I don't have the body to get you pregnant, so I can only borrow a mortal body."

Abby frowned and said: "I know Constantine. He is a smooth-talking liar who talks a lot about cheating. I don't like him. If you change it to a stranger, I can feel more relaxed."

"It has to be him, he is the contemporary 'Joseph'!" Swamp Monster said solemnly.

As long as they come to the world, no one pops out of the ground out of thin air. Harley is no exception, and the same is true for Jesus.

He has a mother, Mary, a father, Joseph, and a brother, Jacob.

However, Joseph was only a nominal father.

Jesus is the Son, and the Son’s father is God, Jehovah.

"Which Joseph?" Abby hadn't reacted yet.

Swamp Monster said: "Isn't Mary's husband Joseph and Constantine the husband of contemporary Mary?"

"I don't understand, since the Life Parliament wants to create mankind's own holy son, why should it follow the procedures of heaven." Abby said strangely.

"This..." Swamp Monster looked at the big trees shining in the sun, "Members of Congress, I don't understand something?"

"Think about it, why the natural and the unnatural are combined, and why it is Christmas Day after the winter solstice... The Son of God is originally a trick played by heaven. If you don't follow their rules, you will still give birth to the Son of God.

"?" the old birch tree sighed.

Sequoia said loudly: "Although they set the rules, winning or losing depends on your own efforts.

It's like the British invented modern football, but can Britain win the Big Ears Cup every time?"

Zhang Shu smiled and said: "Heaven is both the organizer and referee of this football match, so it should have won."

However, we bribed the opponent's players.

No matter how hard the referee tries, he can't match his own players' desperate efforts to kill him."

"Hehehehehe..." A group of old trees all laughed proudly, and the forest was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Alec Constantine worried: "Since it is the Football World Cup, will there be other contestants?"

Willow said: "The prophecy on the hell stone tablet simply states the combination of natural and unnatural, while hell seems to belong to the entire universe.

Could it be that any combination of natural and unnatural things in the universe could give birth to the Son of God?

it's not true.

Forget it aliens, only life on Earth is qualified to participate in the game.

The earth is under the control of Dr. Destiny again, and anyone who wants to cause trouble secretly cannot escape his eye of destiny!"

"In the east of the earth, it's already the 25th. Why don't we give birth to the Holy Son before the Holy Advent Crusade?" Abby asked.

"Only one person can sit on a chair. Now the Holy Son in heaven is at the front. Only by kicking it down can we help our Holy Son sit on the throne." Alec Constantine said.

"I thought that the Holy Son would be reincarnated in my belly." Abby murmured.

"Of course not!" Old Zhangshu said excitedly: "That is the Holy Son of Heaven. We have our own Holy Son."

"Who?" Abby asked.

"It's called 'Grudge'. It's a brand new, pure Holy Spirit. It's completely the child of you and Alec." Sequoia said solemnly.

"Is it possible?" Abby asked worriedly: "The Bible says that the Holy Son has already been in heaven above the nine heavens. When the world needs his redemption, he comes to the arms of Mary and walks in the world as Jesus.

.The sprout of new life, can it be compared with the Holy Son who has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of millions of years?"

"It's indeed a little short of that." Alec Constantine sighed: "The Holy Son in the true sense is the Son of Jehovah. He is like the First Emperor, the founder of dynasty authority.

Even if the First Emperor made a throne with mud and carved a jade seal with bricks, the mud throne and bricks with jade seals would still become symbols of royal power.

Future generations of successors will compete for mud and bricks.

The birth date and manner of the Son of the Lord are like the throne and the jade seal.

If we imitate the way of birth and give birth to the Holy Son at the time of its birth, it is tantamount to robbing the throne and the jade seal in order to inherit the authority of the First Emperor.

The Holy Son of the Holy Advent Crusade is its blood relative, and our Holy Son is just an adopted son who stole a dragon for a phoenix.

Only when the blood relationship fails can the adopted son take over.

Of course, an adopted son is not as good as a blood relative, let alone the First Emperor himself.

But we don’t expect to be able to unify all the wastelands and span the multiverse like the First Emperor like the first emperor, and we only need to control the destiny of mankind on earth.”

Now Abby completely understood.

The Holy Son of the Life Council is a low-end version of a knockoff.

The Life Council does not expect its counterfeit goods to sell well in the universe. It only needs to establish a "national brand" to meet the needs of human beings to "wear shoes" and occupy the small domestic market.

As for whether the shoes fit your feet, whether they are comfortable to wear, whether they are durable... none of that matters. Finally, the fate of wearing shoes is in the hands of my own family, and I am no longer stuck by foreign manufacturers.

"However, the prophecy on the stone tablet shows that the Son is prepared for the entire multiverse, with the mission of quelling the elemental unrest within the entire multiverse.

Can our children bear this responsibility?" Abbey said nervously.

Alec Holland said awkwardly: "It's difficult, but it's not completely hopeless. It's a matter of nature and nurture. As long as the world, heaven and hell support it, it should be possible."

Abby was silent.

Old Willow sneered: "I doubt whether the true Holy Son ever existed."

"Isn't Jesus the Holy Son?" Alec asked strangely.

The willow tree said: "There is news that it is the son of Michael. The traitor king stole the authority of God and acted in the name of God everywhere. Even his son pretended to be the son of God. That's why Lucifer refused to pay homage to it, so Gabriel

Leave heaven and become the angel king on earth who will live forever in the world."

As soon as these words came out, the entire forest became quiet, and even the old trees in the Tree Council were stunned.

"Who did you listen to? This is the ultimate blasphemy! If it reaches the ears of angels, we communicators will also get into big trouble." Sequoia said in a trembling voice.

The willow tree is the "informant" of the Tree Council. News from the outside world flows in and orders from the Tree Council are conveyed through it.

"This rumor has spread several times in the magical world, but tracing its origin, it seems to come from heaven." Willow said uncertainly.

"Hey, heaven is going to have internal strife again!" Zhangshu said happily.

"This rumor is too false and unreliable." Oak said disapprovingly.

"It's not necessarily false. I also got news that the Holy Son who came this time is probably Uriel's son." Willow said.

"Fuck, can't you?" Several old trees almost jumped, if they were not rooted in the ground.

"We will know tomorrow night whether it is true or not," said the old willow tree.

"Hey, someone is calling me." Alec Constantine was surprised. He closed his eyes and sensed the calling sound carefully...

"It's Harley. She met the 'Witch Hunting Team' headed by three demon kings."

"She's such a troublemaker," muttered the old oak.
To be continued...