I loaded the gods module

Chapter 55 The End of the Mission

Golden stars emerged continuously, one after another, they lit up bit by bit from the squirming flesh and tentacles, and then jumped and spread like a living thing.

Dots of starlight began to shuttle forward in the dark rainstorm gap, falling on vehicles, falling on street lights, falling on the neon lights on the surface of buildings...

The city dimmed, and the scattered starlight plundered the lights of the city like hungry and greedy locusts.

After all, the priest died, and his flesh and blood completed the last step of the ceremony. With the blood sacrifice of all members of the Holy Light Corps, the bishop finally came to this gorgeous dream.

The blood of mortals was completely buried by the Holy Light, and the black rainstorm washed away the shards of the mask.

"From the moment you are polluted by the holy light, you are destined to bear the fate of sin and regret..."

The middle-aged gentleman lowered his head and took off his top hat, as if saying a final farewell to the mortal who opened his heart to him. The streamer wings rolled up the mask fragments on the ground. Charles raised his arm and held the It's in your hand.

He took out the handkerchief in his pocket, carefully wiped off the dust and blood stains on the surface of the debris, and then solemnly put it in his pocket.

Added one more item to the Nightmare Merchant's Not for Sale collection.

Then the gentleman stared blankly at the growing tentacles in the center of the city road, and the red moon angel looked at the starlight that devoured the lights around him, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

At this moment, the scene of the stars chasing the red moon and plundering the crimson light flashed involuntarily in Charles' mind. The angel's streamer wings were raised high, and then smashed towards the distorted smiling face in the center of the tentacles with a howling wind!

It's a pity that the wildly dancing tentacles bounced off the streamer in an instant, and the bishop's extremely excited and sharp laughter rang in the ears of the red moon angel.

"Weakness! Weakness! Huh hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

The tentacles gestated from the flesh and blood of the light-removing man writhed and crawled on the ground, and then gathered towards the old man's grotesquely skinny face. During the heavy rain, the upper half of the bishop's body was gradually constructed by densely packed tentacles. .

"Sure enough... The law of the world has exhausted your strength... This kind of action is more than enough to deal with those young pigs... But..."

The corners of the bishop's eyes twitched: "You must not have thought that I would personally participate in this hunt~"

"As long as I kill you, Hongyue's fate will be completely cut off... As long as I kill you, the Supreme Holy Spirit is destined to have all the dreams of the world..."

The old man was bathed in the rain. He swayed and stared greedily and joyfully at the middle-aged gentleman above the overpass, and murmured indistinctly from his dark mouth: "We will spread the Holy Spirit to the world in our dreams." Enze...we will spread the truth of the starry sky to the world in the dream..."

"And I... the hero of all this..."

"—I will receive the supreme favor of the Holy Spirit! My soul will finally embrace the kingdom of stars! It's great, it's great, it's great!!"

The tentacles finally came together, and the bishop revealed his true form. The tentacles below the old man's waist stretched out unscrupulously. He stretched out his body tens of meters high, so that the gentleman standing on the bridge had to raise his head to see it. Bishop's eyes.

"It's really an exaggeration... Just a bishop of the Holy Light Church already possesses such terrifying power..."

After Charles put on his top hat, the Red Moon Angel still seemed a little careless: "It seems that after the God of Holy Light betrayed the abyss and defected to the stars, his power has further improved."

"But the fly in the ointment is..." The gentleman shrugged: "I'm afraid he has turned into a look that even rats and maggots in the sewer would not want to get close to, right?"

The next moment, the overpass made of concrete and steel bars was instantly cut into dozens of pieces like tofu.

"Shut up--!!"

The city was shaking, and the mad roar of the bishop almost formed substantial sound ripples that spread round after round, and the torrential rain in this area was wiped away by this invisible force.

"Oh, oh, the Church of the Holy Light, which used to be proud of its sincerity, can't accept even the most superficial truth... It's really disappointing~" Charles shook his head in mid-air.

At this moment, the storm badge in the gentleman's pocket shone slightly, and Charles was taken aback. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged gentleman's mouth.

"Follow your will, the great Lord of Storms..."

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The young man sighed helplessly. Although the angel brother accepted the storm badge, he was under Hongyue's command after all, not a storm believer. Roy had no way to give him a set of god buffs in the air.

In this case, the residual blood wave is not a wise move. After giving the opponent a retreat signal, Roy returned his attention to his eyes.

Roy didn't pay attention to the so-called bishop of Holy Light from the very beginning. For the Storm Lord, a bishop is not even qualified to carry shoes for his intern employees.

Compared with the bishop, there are more important things to do right now, and that is...

【Severing Natalie Campbell's Bright Future】

The tasks issued by the system naturally come first.

Before Roy thought that the system wanted him to be a villain, but after this period of time, after he lifted the veil of the Church of the Holy Light step by step, the so-called "Bright Future" now seems to be the most vicious and terrifying curse.

But this mission is nearing completion.

The struggle between Natalie and the saint finally came to an end with the crushing victory of the silver-haired girl. At this moment, the saint has been entangled in silk threads and has become a rice dumpling, falling into her sister's net and unable to move.

There is no way, with the blessing of the Lord of Storms, the superhumans who are advanced positions are almost invincible in the ember ranks, and the law of deep sea devouring is a proper protagonist template if it is placed on any mortal.

Natalie's advancement is just the beginning, a key, an attempt by the Storm Lord.

And the attempt has yielded satisfactory results.

The disciples of the storm are destined to become the sons of destiny, people will break free from the illusory future, and the employees of the deep sea company will shoulder a heavy fate, step by step to create a brand new world with their own hands.

In Roy's sight, Natalie hugged her immobile sister tightly. The silver-haired girl whispered in the ear of the saint with an expectant expression, but the saint's expression was still not too big like a puppet. ups and downs.

The Church of the Holy Light has dehumanized the Holy Maiden, and this struggle seems doomed to nowhere.

But this is not possible, Roy has to let the saint, who has witnessed it, tell Natalie what the so-called "brilliant future" looks like.

Tasks issued by the system seem to have to meet this specific condition.

In other words, the metaphor hidden under 'severance' is 'salvation'.

But it is not difficult to do.

Although the Lord of Storms who is in charge of natural disasters and destruction does not have the ability to regain the authority and power of human nature, but the Gentle Scarlet Moon who is in charge of dreams has it!

Roy put his right hand behind his back unobtrusively, and a red full moon imprint emerged on the back of the boy's hand.

At this moment, the saintess opened her eyes wide.

She fell into a haze, and she saw a huge crimson moon hanging in the sky.

(End of this chapter)