The hot summer weather in Longzhou is like a woman entering menopause, whose complexion changes at every turn. Before, the sun was shining brightly and the heat was unbearable.
But within a short time, a thick dark cloud came from nowhere and covered the entire sky.
Dark clouds are gradually coming over and accumulating, and there is a tendency for heavy rain.
But at this moment, in the sky between the mountains and the patches of loess, the gods stood in the sky with their feet in the sky, watching quietly.
Within a few kilometers, there was complete silence, except for the whistling south wind, which brought a trace of water vapor.
"It is going to rain!"
Youshen raised his head and looked at the sky, thinking silently in his heart.
This thought just flashed through his mind and did not stay in his mind for three seconds. His attention fell on Ying Yue again, waiting for the next action of this guy who killed gods like pigs and dogs.
Atal, die.
Bahram dies.
Two of the four Persian gods have gone, and now only the two in front of me are left.
Will Yingyue plow the court to clear holes and continue to kill them?
The gods watching the battle expressed great curiosity.
At this moment, the angel Sulush and the judge Slosha were also looking at Ying Yue in horror, their whole bodies tense, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Even Bahram was killed at the request of the mortal in front of him. They didn't have much confidence that they could fight against this mortal.
At this moment, the two of them were very scared. They were really scared.
They rose up in the barbaric era, which was the era before BC. Counting the time, they were all over 1,500 years old, but at this moment, they were afraid.
Facing a brutal existence that kills gods like pigs and dogs, they feel the threat of death: "Why? Why do such terrifying mortals appear in the lower world? Even Jesus from thousands of years ago can't compare to him..."
The two of them looked at Ying Yue warily and complained in their hearts.
Thousands of years ago, Jesus emerged from nowhere and swept across the entire age of the gods with his invincible appearance. He led the Holy See to rise and forced the gods to retreat into their respective worlds and fall into a deep sleep.
But now, more than 1,000 years have passed, and Jesus has disappeared long ago. Only then do they, the gods, dare to appear and plan to regain their faith.
But I never expected that another peerless being would appear among humans, killing gods like pigs and dogs, and more ruthless than Jesus!
Jesus only defeated the gods but did not kill them. But this mortal in front of him was different. He would kill the gods at the slightest disagreement, ruthlessly.
In just a few days, as many as three Persian gods died in his hands. Three, three gods. You must know that throughout the age of the gods, the gods competed for their faith and fought life and death, but few
The gods fell.
But now...
"Since the rise of our Persian pantheon, when has there been such a heavy casualty?"
Surush and Slosha felt bitter in their hearts. The Persian pantheon was originally a middle-level pantheon among many pantheons, with average power and an average number of gods.
I originally thought that based on the principle of the stupid bird flying first, I hoped to take action as early as possible to get as much benefit as possible, but now it is better. If you steal the chicken, you will lose the rice, and three gods will die alone.
And the two of them are now fish and meat on the board, waiting to be slaughtered at any time. It's really...
However, no matter what their moods were, they could not change Ying Yue's will at all: "If two die, let the remaining two die too!"
After saying that, he raised his palm again and grabbed it in the air. At this moment, the skinny old man who had been watching coldly suddenly spoke.
"Wait!"
I saw him standing up tremblingly, coughing violently even after taking two steps, his face flushed, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the old man appear, Ying Yue and the gods also looked over. Dracula VI snorted directly: "Old man, what do you want to do when you jump out at this time? Are you seeking death?"
This skinny old man was Ruoye, an ascetic from the Holy See. Without even looking at Dracula VI, he came straight to Yingyue. Shi Shiran bowed and then said: "Dear Sir Yingyue, I am
Ruoye, the ascetic from the Holy See, is here to say hello to you!"
"People from the Holy See?" Ying Yue raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Why are you stopping me?"
He has no interaction with the Holy See, neither friendship nor hatred, but he does not treat him coldly.
All the gods in heaven also looked at Ruoye.
"Cough cough cough~~~"
Ruoye coughed twice violently and said tremblingly: "Your Excellency Yingyue, I hope you can let them live and don't kill them all!"
"reason!"
Ying Yue spat out two words lightly.
"For the stability of the earth, the stability and peace of China!"
Ruoye said tremblingly: "Before the rise of our Holy See, the earth was in a barbaric era and was ruled by the gods. At that time, there were many gods, beliefs were divided, and there were so many gods!"
At this point, Ruoye coughed twice again, making people unable to help but feel like he was about to belch and die at any time. He continued to say: "This situation lasted until I, the first generation saint of the Holy See—
—After the appearance of the Holy Saint Jesus, he expelled the gods and the gods withdrew from the stage of history!
However, the gods are not dead, not one of them is dead. The gods are still sleeping in their respective divine kingdoms, and they may wake up at any time, and then return to the earth to spread their faith, just like these Persian gods!"
"Does this have anything to do with me killing them?" Ying Yue said lightly.
"Yes! It has a lot to do with it!"
Ruoye whispered: "Although the gods fight with each other and compete for faith, their attitude towards us earthlings is the same, that is, contempt and disdain. They treat us like pigs and dogs. We are just tools to generate the power of faith.
Like rice and wheat.
In their eyes, it is natural for the gods to kill us. It is the gods who send down divine punishment to punish the mortals in the lower world.
But once we kill the gods, it is killing the gods, blaspheming the gods, and a heinous crime, and will be punished by the gods together. On this point, the attitudes of the gods are exactly the same!"
"So what?" Ying Yue raised the corners of his mouth.
"If you kill them all today, you will be the number one public enemy of the Persian pantheon. It will inevitably cause a strong backlash from the Persian gods. They will set foot on the earth to attack you at all costs!"
Ruoye Zhanwei said: "It is even very possible to attract gods from other gods. By then, the whole world will face the dangerous situation of gods coming to dust, and the existing peace will be gone forever!"
"The gods are here?"
Ying Yue smiled faintly and said coldly: "Then let them come, come one, I will kill one, come two, I will kill a pair, if they all come, then kill them all!"
"You...are arrogant!"
Hearing this, Ruoye's face changed drastically: "Your Excellency Yingyue, the power of the gods is beyond your imagination. Your mentality is simply unacceptable.
You must know that people as powerful as our Holy See, the Holy Jesus, the first generation saint of the Holy See, only expelled the gods instead of killing them. You can know that the gods are so powerful that even the Holy Jesus is afraid..."