Chapter 839: God of War version K descends (two-in-one super large chapter asking for the moon)
"Mining Ship on Stormy Sea."
Endil looked at the young man in front of him, with a little surprise in his voice, "Can those miners do such a thing? How did you convince these people, most of whom have never even gone to school and have spent their entire lives mining at sea?
Crew? Ideals? The future? Or the world-changing ideas you embrace?”
"Mr. Mayor, we don't understand the great ideals you talk about,"
The dark shadow standing behind the young man took over the conversation this time, his voice calm and hoarse, "We just want to live. If anyone can point us to a way to survive, we will follow that path."
"Nissen, I remember you."
The cold breeze blew Endil's plain robe, and he looked at the shadow, "I still remember that you were just a knowledgeable little captain at first, and then Skone encouraged you to learn and improve yourself."
"Please remember,"
Nissen's tone was calm, "I accepted Mr. Skone's advice, learned a lot, and summarized a lot myself."
"It's a good thing,"
Endil sighed softly, and then he turned to ask, "You don't seem to like life in the Kingdom of Eternal God? There should be no hunger there?"
"It is true that there is no hunger there, but there is never-ending work,"
Nissen paused and said slowly, "We can't rest, we can't see the future, and we can't even choose to die freely. If you enter there, your soul will be imprisoned in a closed space, and you will have endless work.
You will like it there, the Eternal Kingdom of God needs machines and slaves, not people."
He looked at Endir, "There is no hunger, and there is no hope, at least not for us, sir."
Endil opened his mouth slightly, and finally spoke slowly, "But there, you really don't have to suffer from hunger, and you don't have to wander on the streets anymore."
"Maybe some people would like this kind of 'life after death,'"
Nissen replied, "But there are more people like me, we want to live and we want to be fed."
"It's a good wish. Once upon a time, Scone wanted to achieve this goal,"
Endil looked up at the empty golden city around him, "But he failed in the end."
"Originally, the plan that Scone and I had was,"
The old man raised his hand and pointed at the city at the end of the street.
"We have set aside an area to build an industrial zone. This industrial zone can solve the problem of scarcity of industrial products in Winter City and can also solve the employment of some non-mining employees. At the beginning, mining supports the industry and is responsible for the early R&D investment of the industry.
and infrastructure.
"In the future, when industry develops, it can produce cheap and durable mining parts, and industry can feed back the mining industry. Then the entire city's economy will grow, society will develop, and everyone will be able to have a normal job and income."
Endil lowered his head and looked at Nissen in front of him, "Do you know why we failed?"
Facing his question, Nissen opened his mouth and said nothing.
The Scone era was indeed the best era for the people of Winter City, and he did not know the underlying reason for Scone's failure.
"Actually the reason is very simple,"
Endir sighed softly,
"In our plan, in order to ensure that the people of Winter City have absolute control over United Industries and to avoid the erosion of Rockville Energy Group, United Industries will not be listed.
"And in the process of implementing this plan, what is the annual gross profit margin of United Industries?
He raised two fingers and said, "Two percent,
“This is still financial data squeezed out by Scone through various means. In fact, the dividends that can be distributed to major shareholders are less than 1%.
"In the years when Vincent was in power, what was the highest single return that United Industries had ever achieved through stock acquisitions, financial operations, and stock market operations?"
He paused for a moment and said without changing his fingers, "Two hundred percent."
"People are always animals that tend to be profit-oriented, so in the end, Scone's downfall is an inevitable result.
"You overthrew the United Industries and established a United Mining, United Grain, and United Finance. The end result is the same, but it will just repeat the path that Scone and I have traveled,"
He put down his hands, put them behind his back, looked up at the reflection of the city in the sky, and sighed softly, "This is why I want to establish the Eternal Divine Kingdom. At least, I can prevent people who should have starved to death.
No matter how hungry you are, the rules of this world are like this and have always been like this."
Nissen opened his mouth. He thought what Endil said made sense, but he felt something was wrong.
"It's always been like this, so it must be right."
At this time, the young man who had been silent on the side slowly spoke, and he looked at the old man in front of him calmly, "If the rules of this world are to make most people hungry, poor, and cold, then will this rule be correct?
"
He looked up at the old man's snow-white hair, "The United Industries you are talking about is the United Industries of the people of Winter City, but is it really the United Industries of the people of Winter City? A United Industries belonging to the people of Winter City,
Will its owner starve to death? Do those who starve to death deserve to die?
"United industry is a joint industry that only belongs to a small number of people.
"The Kingdom of God you established is essentially just a replica of this bad world.
"What you say about 'not starving to death' is actually forcing them to work, and then earn food for you in reality, and feed it to the eternal Kingdom of God to support the existence of the Kingdom of God.
"Essentially, they are still 'earning' food for themselves, but they just omit the process of eating, so that the time spent eating can also be used for endless work. What they earn is even lower than when they were alive.
"You just essentially turned people who could resist into slaves and machines that are forever subject to the kingdom of God, and into undead souls that can decide life or death with just a word of yours.
"This is your ideal country? This is your salvation?
"This is your eternal kingdom of God?"
The cold wind boy's immature and thin face said, "We are taught in social studies textbooks in the second grade of elementary schools that if we encounter something unfair, we must boldly point it out and help and change it within our capabilities."
Looking at the young boy's immature face, the old man opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
"Don't you have the ability to change?"
The young man stared at him calmly, "You have been the mayor for decades, and you can even build an eternal divine kingdom that does not exist in this world. For your own purposes, you can kill your best friends without mercy.
Can spread its tentacles to the entire city.
"You keep saying that you want to build a kingdom of God on earth where there will be no hunger, but you just built a monster that is even more extreme than United Industries.
"The rich can get everything they want in your kingdom of God, but those who produce all this and obtain the materials to sustain the existence of the eternal kingdom of God can only barely get the time to continue their lives.
"I think that Skone must not agree with your plan, otherwise, you would not kill him.
"You are the co-founder and representative of United Industries. Your rights, honors, and status all come from the "that's always been the case" rules of this world. You can't make up your mind to break these things that have always supported you.
"But you feel that reality is far from your ideal,"
The young man slowly grasped the knight's sword behind him,
"You want to change the world, but you don't have the courage to break it.
"So you stayed in your comfort zone, borrowed the power of gods, and realized a twisted dream.
"But even in this twisted dream country, you don't have the courage to break these rules. Instead, you strengthen these rules and make the souls imprisoned here work for you even more 'extremely'."
The young man's tone paused slightly. He raised his head and looked at this splendid city. Under his spiritual vision, these magnificent buildings were just masses of twisted and rotten flesh, exuding an uncomfortable aura.
"You have actually lost your ideal to change everything, and you have also lost the courage to fight with the world. You have long been indulged in the embrace of rights and interests, but you still want to deceive yourself.
"Even if everyone in the Federation enters the Eternal Divine Kingdom, can they all obtain eternal life and a future where they are no longer hungry? As a creation of gods, can the Eternal Divine Kingdom really allow humans to have the final say? Do you really trust the eternal light?
?
“You gave yourself a reason to ‘let them no longer be hungry’, but in fact you allowed the Eternal Secret Cult to drive more people to death.
"Under the slogan of your grand ideal, there is nothing more than the desire to satisfy yourself.
"You have never even lowered your head, taken a look at the people struggling to survive in the port, and understood what they really want.
"You are sitting in the mayor's palace in Yunduan District, and you can control their life and death by raising your hand.
"But if you really care about these people who have lived a difficult life, have some contact with them, and understand their conversations, you can easily guess my arrangements on the stormy sea.
"Unfortunately, you didn't."
The silent cold wind blew through the street, scattering the young man's voice and blowing the hair of the old man and the young man.
Standing behind Howe, Captain Nissen watched all this.
At this moment, he suddenly realized where the strong sense of separation came from.
It is the discrepancy between what is said and what is done, it is the bright light shining on the rotting flesh, it is the filth and shadow filled under the light.
The old man stared at the young man in front of him, his calm face flashing with various colors.
Eventually, these expressions just turned into a long sigh,
"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that you are right, kid, you are very smart,"
He paused for a moment, his face gradually became cold, and he said slowly, "So you, a brave man of justice with ideals, want to represent the people of Winter City to defeat me, the hypocritical devil?"
"Ideals, power, interests, you talk about these, and in the name of 'justice', you decide people's life and death from above,"
He Ao slowly pulled out the knight's sword behind him, and the bloody butterfly on his shoulder slowly opened its wings,
"But I'm just an orphan here to collect debt.
"In your decision-making, my parents and brother may just be useful pawns.
"You may not even have looked at their photos carefully, and you may not remember their names clearly, but for me, they are my home, my family, and everything to me.
"Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, that's all."
The cool breeze blew through the boy's scarf, also blew through the wings of the paper butterfly, and blew up the boy's messy hair.
Silky figures overlapped behind the young man. It was Alice, who had lost everything and became the cornerstone of the church inside. They were the densely packed corpses hanging in the sky in the church, and they were phantoms whose bodies were mutilated and whose bodies could no longer be seen clearly.
There are no great ideals in this world, they are just the humble prayers of ordinary people who want to live well.
"It seems there is no room for peace talks between us,"
Endil stared at the young man in front of him, the golden podium held him up high. He stared at He Ao, raised his hand, the white plain robe was rising without the wind, and the huge oil painting still hung high above his head.
His expression was a little silent, "To be honest, you remind me of the first time we were together. After you go to hell, Scone will like you."
"I just came back from hell, right here on this ocean,"
The young man looked at the old man raising the knight's sword in his hand and said, "I can send you down first to take a look."
"Son, you don't realize what you're dealing with,"
Endil shook his head, "In front of the Eternal Kingdom of God, the power of B-level is not much different from that of ants. I appreciate your courage. You have indeed brought me great trouble, but everything
It’s all over.”
He raised his hand gently, and the entire huge golden city began to tremble instantly.
Countless rays of light surged out across the city, and terrifying power filled every corner of the street.
The entire golden city lifted upwards again, completely revealed from the mist.
Flashing golden thunder gathered over the city, interspersing with the thunder that filled the entire stormy sea.
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"Willie, look at the sky."
The blond girl who was moving quickly along the crowd raised her head in the direction Lena pointed.
The blizzard was still falling from above, but the cracked sky was no longer cloudy.
Rays of golden light tore out from the cracks, creating a phantom of an upside-down city.
It was a magnificent golden city, with countless terrifying golden thunders flashing in the city, and a twisted sense of oppression spreading along the blizzard, stopping in everyone's heart.
"What is that? A reflection of Winter City?"
Gaster also looked up at the golden city above his head.
"That's probably..."
Willy opened her mouth slightly, looked at the city covered by golden thunder, and said in a lower voice, "Eternal Kingdom of God."
boom--
Accompanied by a loud roar, a golden lightning as thin as a hair fell from the sky and struck a nearby tall abandoned building.
In the silence of the wind and snow, the bright golden light exploded instantly, swallowing up the entire building in an instant.
In just a blink of an eye, when the light dissipated, only the empty ruins of the magnificent building were left.
Everyone looked at all this with their mouths open, and some people even knelt down tremblingly and prostrated on the ground.
"The sky is falling! Run!"
At this moment, a shout rang out from the crowd.
Willy raised her head again and looked at the golden city in the sky.
The city hanging upside down in the sky is falling rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden thunder all over the city is getting closer and closer to the ground.
The terrifying pressure, carrying the aura of death, descended step by step.
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boom--
Following the violent explosion, golden thunder as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, carrying the aura of destroying everything and striking straight at the young man standing in the center of the square.
"careful!"
Nissen, who was standing behind the boy, immediately shouted.
At the same time, the bloody paper butterfly also flew towards the boy's head.
But the thunder was so fast that it reached the top of the young man's head before anyone could react.
In Nissen's horrified eyes, the moment the golden thunder reached the boy's body, it was like snowflakes melting into flowing water, dissolving into the void around the boy without causing any harm to the boy.
"what have you done?"
This time, even the old man in plain robes in the sky had a look of astonishment on his face.
"you guess?!"
A smile appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth, and Nissen behind him turned into a black shadow and disappeared. Then he rushed out in an instant, rushed in front of the old man in plain robes, and slashed at the old man's cheek.
The old man shook his hands gently, and a snow-white long sword of ice and snow appeared in his hand, blocking He Ao's knight sword. Then his figure took advantage of the situation and jumped back, and countless golden thunder struck He Ao in the air again.
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This time, these thunderbolts also merged into the space around He Ao without any warning, as if they had never appeared before.
"Is it Brett?"
The old man stopped on the ground, looked at the gold brooch hanging on He Ao's scarf, and opened his mouth slightly.
"You don't believe in Eternal Light, and Eternal Light obviously doesn't trust you either."
He Ao stood where Endir had just stood, holding his sword in front of him and showing a smile.
Bright, the leader of the old religion, was chosen by the eternal light to succeed Endil and become the person who controls the eternal kingdom of God.
This is why he said before his death that he was even more "favored".
But it is obvious that Bright directly enters the Eternal Divine Kingdom and wants to snatch the control of Endir. It is impossible to succeed. In just one move, he can be hacked to death by the Eternal Divine Kingdom.
So Eternal Light gave him the 'props' to avoid being attacked by Eternal Divine Kingdom.
Although Endil tried their best to prevent the Eternal Kingdom from becoming self-aware and being directly controlled by the Eternal Light, they still could not avoid the Eternal Light using the power of the same source to create an 'amulet' that could be immune to the attacks of the Eternal Divine Kingdom.
And this brooch is the amulet.
He Ao had this guess in his mind, so he dared to enter the Eternal Divine Kingdom, and after he entered the Eternal Divine Kingdom, the vague 'sense of affinity' from the Divine Kingdom also illustrates this point.
Of course, this brooch also has 'anti-counterfeiting' measures, that is, it must be activated by the power of eternal light and lead people into the eternal kingdom of God.
But this is not a problem for He Ao, he is used to resisting the pollution of eternal light.
Moreover, He Ao felt that Eternal Light seemed to like him quite a lot. If he killed Endir, if he was willing to switch to Eternal Light and become a believer of Eternal Light, he might be able to directly gain control of the Kingdom of Eternal God.
This brother of Eternal Light is on the road, and we can develop and develop friendship in the future.
"Is that so?"
Endil stood up. He glanced at the snow-white sword in his hand, was slightly shaken, and looked up at He Ao. The oil painting still appeared above his head.
He jumped forward directly and stabbed He Ao with his sword.
He Ao faced the snow-white sword that was thrust at him. The tip of the knight's sword was slightly raised, and his spiritual consciousness was applied to the sword. After passing through a layer of strengthening magic circle, he turned around and struck down.
Endir suddenly sheathed his sword and laid it in front of him.
boom--
With a crisp sound, the snow-white sword was directly chopped off by the knight's sword.
Endil suddenly pulled back, but was still scratched by the tip of the knight's sword, leaving a bloody mark on his face.
"Did you trap that former B-class city defense soldier?"
He Ao danced with sword flowers, carried the sword behind him, and stared at the old man in front of him.
He has searched a lot of information about Endil, but has not found any information that he may be a transcendent. However, judging from the battle just now, Endil is indeed a transcendent, and it is not the kind of gifted transcendent.
It was even different from the transcendent beings of the Eternal Secret Cult that He Ao had seen before.
He continued to ask, "Did you swallow his talent sequence in some way?"
However, Endil's fighting skills are not strong, and his strength is not strong, far inferior to the archbishop who almost forced the clone of He'ao's descendant to death.
"Talent sequence 180: Saint, this is not a combat-type talent sequence,"
Endil wiped the blood on his face and looked at He Ao, "It seems that I can't beat you with only B-level strength, but this talent sequence can help me integrate other things."
He raised his head, glanced at the oil painting above his head, and suddenly stopped his hand, "Little guy, you are indeed very strong. I didn't expect to use this state at this time."
The oil painting "Baptism" in the sky suddenly collapsed and turned into scattered light that merged into the body of the old man in plain robes.
At this moment, twisted and holy power spread from his body, supporting his entire body.
He Ao realized something was wrong and immediately started to move away, widening the distance.
Then at this moment, the old man's body suddenly collapsed, and the endless light swallowed up all the surrounding buildings like a wave in an instant.
Then the light quickly moved upwards, regrouping under the sky of the golden city.
A gigantic and illusory figure in plain robes, tens of meters tall, gathered in the sky, with scattered rays of light dotting his body like tassels.
This figure has the form of a human, but people who see him can't subconsciously connect it with a 'human'. On that seemingly holy and white cheek, there are no facial features, not even flesh and blood, only a bunch of broken and twisted bones.
A geometric body that reflects a faint light and keeps crawling.
While He Ao looked at this body, holy, ethereal, noble, radiant, and countless distorted perceptions emerged in He Ao's mind.
It seems like this is an attempt by the gods to create an indestructible barrier.
The twisted power constantly tried to make He Ao crawl at the feet of this indescribable vast existence.
Distorted sounds of praise also exploded in He Ao's mind. Blood and tears oozed from his eyes, and his whole body flashed for an instant.
Angel···
An incomplete angel.
After passing through the underground palace of the main world, He Ao could clearly distinguish the status of angels. The huge phantom at this moment was very similar to the feeling given to him by 009-2, both of which were incomplete angels.
It's just that 009-2 only has a personality, and the 'phantom' in front of him seems to be incomplete.
Did that "Baptism" turn out to be a sealed, incomplete angel-level item?
When He Ao saw "Baptism" just now, he didn't feel the pollution of that painting because its core had already been assimilated and controlled by 'Endir'.
Because of an angel-level item, Endil was able to distinguish himself from the Eternal Old Religion and establish a new Eternal Light Religion.
Only then will he have the opportunity and ability to establish the eternal Kingdom of God.
This is the origin of everything.
He Ao stared at the huge phantom above his head, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
At this time, the huge phantom also lowered its head and faced him.
The pollution that invaded my mind was instantly strong.
He Ao immediately realized something and wanted to dodge, but when he raised his head, he suddenly found that the surrounding space seemed to be solidified into a twisted geometry.
Then he felt his body tighten, and the huge phantom had grabbed his body.
"Your resistance to pollution is amazing,"
The phantom's face that had completely transformed into a geometric shape flashed rapidly, and a huge and empty voice suddenly exploded in He Ao's mind, "It's all over, kid."
He slowly clenched his palms.
The blood-red paper butterfly lost its blood color in an instant and turned into pure white. The terrifying power crossed the boundary between reality and illusion, grabbed He Ao's soul, and wanted to tear his body and soul into pieces.
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"It's not over yet..."
The hoarse voice sounded with difficulty.
Red light burst out from the young man's chest in an instant, tearing open the clothes on his chest, revealing the bloody lines inside.
Blood outlines the lines, outlining a twisted 'K' character that looks like a weapon or a wriggling tentacle.
At this moment, the vast red light traveled through time and came from a distant space.
——
Deep in the snowy mountains on the outskirts of Rock City.
Endless alien beasts prostrate themselves in the high mountains and forests, and in the center of the field of vision surrounded by them, in the middle of the abandoned tall building, the sleeping figure suddenly straightens its body.
A steady stream of crimson light emerged from around him, then disappeared into the void.
Afternoon (confirmed)
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