I became the sun god.

"Vision diagram!"

"No! It should be said to be a god-given statue!"

"Our Holy See finally has a foundation!"

"The statue must be firmly protected, using the highest power of our Holy See."

"With the visualization map, there is a foundation for cultivating extraordinary power."

"It's a pity that my lord's power recovered a bit too late."

"If it had been earlier, we might have had a global impact."

The high-level Christians looked at the statue with fiery eyes.

They didn't take pictures like believers, because they knew that this was the heritage of Christianity.

Given their status, they naturally have asset management considerations.

And this background is also an opportunity for the rise of Christianity.

Or just the beginning!
"The Twelve Apostles, the Four Archangels, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and the eternal Lord..."

"If our temple is filled with such god-given statues, what else will the Christians be afraid of?"

"Citigroup doesn't dare to do anything to us!"

The high-level Christians were so excited that they were trembling all over.

Because they know that Michael's god-given statue is just the beginning.

Although Christianity is a monotheistic religion, only the eternal and unique Jehovah is called God.

But it is undeniable that in today's globalized world, gods are gods.

In addition to Yahweh, those powerhouses in heaven are also god-level existences.

If these powerhouses all bestow god-given statues on the Crusades, how terrifying will the Crusades have?

"The statue of my lord...Only the pope and the successor can visualize!"

"It is necessary to prepare in advance and set a promotion route."

"Not everyone can visualize at will, what level of believers do what level of things."

After all, it's a conspiracy.

Although wearing the cloak of priests, these people are all strategists after all.

In an instant, they instinctively considered how to maintain the superiority of power.

As vested interests, while they control resources, they also have to set resource thresholds.

Only in this way can the people below be of use to me.

If not, everyone can visualize, how can class be defined?
Under the fiery gazes of these people, the God-given visualization was finally completed, and the whole statue exuded a faint holy light.

"Master Michael, please give holy water to the believers in the world, so that the power of light will last forever in the world."

In the sky, Fein no longer had the previous cynicism, and said to the phantom respectfully.

Michael nodded slightly, clasped his hands lightly, and feathers fell behind him.

The feathers condensed with endless holy light lightly fell into the holy water pool prepared by the Christianity, and the water in the whole pool suddenly began to glow.

"Make good use of holy water to protect the world."

After Michael left such a sentence, the gate of heaven seemed to be unable to support it, and began to close slowly.

Even Michael's figure blurred faster than the gate of heaven.

"The Lord will return to the world."

Michael's voice sounded faintly, and all the sacred scenes completely dissipated.

The whole process is not long.

It took only a few minutes from the reality of Michael, bestowing the god-given statue of the Crusades, to leaving the holy water and disappearing.

But in the past few minutes, believers from all over the world could clearly feel Michael's warm and fiery breath.

Compared with ordinary people, those extraordinary people have more keen senses.

Under the breath of Michael, each of them felt as small as an ant.

That is the great difference between man and god.

Even if Micah is just a phantom separated by endless time and space, even if Micah doesn't pay attention to them at all.

But under Michael's breath, they only felt weaker than ever before.

It seems that just one thought of Michael can turn them into ashes under the holy fire.

"Is this the power of God?"

"Even if you don't really return, it will make us unable to resist."

"God... One day I will become a god too!"

The expressions of the supernatural beings were complicated.

As human beings in modern society, they fear gods, but they don't believe in gods.

Many people even feel that they may be able to replace them.

Because of this, after feeling the huge gap between gods and humans at this moment, these people's faces are so ugly.

"People from the Fuso imperial family..."

Qin Ran, who turned into Fein, could clearly feel the desire and ambition in Ozawa's heart.

It's good to be ambitious!
Only with ambition can you work hard!
Since this is the case, I will give you a chance.

With a thought in Qin Ran's mind, the blood power in Ozawa's body suddenly became extremely hot.

His body temperature rose instantly, and the scorching heat wave seemed to be unstoppable.

In pain, Ozawa only felt that his consciousness had left his body.

In a daze, he seemed to see on the Gaotian Plain, the beautiful girl of Youtian rising from the east, covering the whole Fusang with red light.

That is the power of Amaterasu Omikami.

Looking directly at the figure in the red sun, Ozawa's soul felt that a real gaze saw him across endless time and space.

"My blood is still alive?"

Amaterasu Omikami made such a voice, and then there was no more words.

But because of this sentence, a regular roar sounded in Ozawa's ears.

That is the sound of the Great Dao belonging to the gods.

What the Voice of the Great Dao expounds is the ultimate truth of the Red Sun Dao, and it is also the practice method of Amaterasu's blood.

Facing the truth, Ozawa was immersed in it.

boom!
A billowing heat wave erupted from the sluggish Ozawa without warning.

A crimson light bloomed on him, and a round of red sun appeared behind him.

The breath of God once again came to Christianity.

But this time the god is not the god of Christianity, but a noble girl from Gao Tianyuan.

"Amaterasu Omiya?"

Finn stared at Ozawa.

After a brief hesitation, Finn gritted his teeth and held the void, and a bright spear appeared in his hand.

With the spread of the sacred wings, Finn shot at Ozawa.

"Gods of Gao Tianyuan, you have crossed the line."

With Finn's roar, everyone felt the anger of the light, and the sacred flame turned into a spear, which seemed to tear apart all the darkness.

But at this moment, the red sun behind Ozawa swelled suddenly, and a vague figure appeared in it.

"Angel?"

"The LORD never treated me so disrespectfully during his days."

"Do you know that you are provoking a god king?"

Amaterasu's cold voice sounded.

Due to the red light, everything is solidified, even the burning holy flame.

The majestic pressure makes everything stand still, only Ozawa is still changing.

The power of the great sun was absorbed by him crazily, and the original energy running route in the body was also rapidly optimized in the process.

After a long time, Ozawa opened his eyes and jumped instinctively.

At that time, the sword... no, the gun was only [-] centimeters away from him.