Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 270 The Holy Father and the Shepherd
"Okay everyone, we found that among the three samples, the shepherd is the strongest. It is said that in ancient Greek mythology, the shepherd is the god of wine; in Norse mythology, the shepherd is Loki; in the Irish culture, the shepherd Man is the guardian of the Sun King's treasury. We believe that this concept of god has escaped several disasters in which mythological stories were wiped out, and was finally integrated into the church system and directly became a part of the Holy Father. Perhaps, it was eaten by the Holy Father Maybe."

Wei Siwen spoke slowly and guided everyone down from the high platform to the deeper cabins to observe for themselves the traces of time that could be seen with the naked eye.

Amanda is very interested in this shepherd, who can avoid Ragnarok, Olympus Has Fallen all the way from the European continent to the British Isles area.

In the end, he might have saved his life despite the massive invasion by the church. This is a pure idiot.

According to the routine, this kind of person, ah no, this kind of god must be that kind of insidious and cunning, and may even be the mastermind behind the scenes.

But as the Holy Father was crucified by a madman, the shepherd also disappeared.

In the early scriptures of the church, the Holy Father looked upon the world, indeed as lambs.

The famous prophet sacrificed his son, and the animal assigned to replace him was also a lamb.

It seems that those superior gods, whether they are the most dangerous foreign gods or the local gods of the earth, do not take human beings seriously and simply regard them as livestock for raising.

Amanda thought as they arrived at the sealed cabin.

Everyone put on special protective clothing and entered an absolutely dark room with no lights.

Although in the Omega sense, everything is clearly visible here.

Wei Siwen's voice came from not far away:
"Everyone, I will show you the existence of traces of time next. If you find any physical discomfort, please lie down on the ground and close your eyes immediately. We will have professional rescuers to take you out of here."

Not long after Wei Siwen finished speaking, a ball of light lit up in the dark room.

In this dim flame, a huge pupil opened, peering into the world.

A burst of laughter followed, somewhat mockingly.

Finally, there is a greeting: "Lambs, I will be back soon."

After a while, the huge pupil closed. It seemed that this thing was not going to have any impact on the current timeline through time traces.

Such beings in Eastern culture have a sense of being aware of destiny, and they have known everything about heaven and earth a long time ago and will no longer interfere in worldly affairs.

Although that burst of laughter was just a sound, in Amanda's mind, it felt as if the sound had turned into a real person, walking around among their crowd, especially among the church representatives from various places.

"Holy, Holy Spirit is above."

"No, you are already dead, and the world is no longer toyed with by you. Even if you are resurrected, we will send you to the cross again!"

"Everyone, be quiet! Don't think or pray. That thing can't get through. We only need to face the world we come from and observe the materials we see, and we will break through all illusions!"

It was obvious that the power of the Holy Father had begun to have an impact on the people in these churches, making them all nervous and almost speechless.

Even though the classics on how to define the church guide people to only worship the absolute rules of the natural universe rather than the Holy Father with individual consciousness, the foundation of the entire church still cannot bypass this existence.

"Everyone, be calm. When we can watch the time trace, we can try to attack. Once a suitable channel is opened, the academy's commissioner will enter the time trace and close the time trace from there. Please don't be fooled by that. Confused by this power, we are human beings, not God's slaves!"

Wei Siwen shouted, hoping to have some influence on the people in those churches.

"Ha, that's ridiculous. I thought that traitor had so much courage and determination to dare to kill me. I didn't expect that after 2000 years, you are still a bunch of cowards. The darkness is about to wake up, hehe. I'll give you a chance. , tear apart the traces of time and let me come, I can protect your civilization, how about it?"

Those seductive and kind words were so attractive and did not blame humanity at all for having (for Him, would) kill Him.

Ludwig closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Wei Siwen spread his hands helplessly on one side, and the researchers at the academy whispered to each other:

"I don't know why I brought these magicians here. All monsters and monsters are just paper tigers. If he is so awesome, he won't be able to get out of the traces of time. He has to rely on our help."

"Hey, don't say that in other people's scriptures, the Holy Father is like a father. Who has made a mistake and won't be afraid to stand in front of his father?"

"Forget it, it seems we still have to rely on us. Attention teams, we are about to start trying to close the traces of time. Pay attention to those in the church. Once they find signs of being contaminated and losing their intelligence, they are allowed to kill them directly."

"It's the same inside us."

Soon, people in the college fell into silence.

At this time Ludwig finally opened his eyes.

He took off his teacher's robe, revealing a body that was unusually strong for a man of this age. He gripped the long stick that had a lot of wear and tear on its appearance, but still looked powerful and heavy.

"Oh, kid, are you going to show your attitude?"

The voice became frivolous, but even so it was not annoying.

Ludwig slowly raised the long stick in his hand, with a sneer on his face:
"Fuck your mother! Come back to me!"

boom--!
The radiance representing the sacred sequence shone around the wider and larger round head of the long stick, and struck the trace of time.

Zhulong's eyes were completely closed.

At this time, the Holy Father just slowly pulled the shepherd on one side.

The poor fellow who had exhausted every opportunity to survive the world-destroying legends of various myths had been digested by him and became an incarnation of himself herding the world.

The long stick struck the shepherd's mark of time.

Unfortunately, the damage caused by this stick is really limited.

The Holy Father himself did not receive any influence, and was even driving the time traces to merge with the shepherd's time traces.

"As expected of my clone, when I realized death from the long river of time, it was able to wake up with me. Alas, I did a lot of novel things with this identity back then, and then I gave birth to that child with the carpenter's wife. Treason. Now do your last bit of strength for me, be torn apart as strength, explode the traces of time, and let me return to the world!"

The Holy Father's voice suddenly became louder, not caring that the secret he was telling was a huge blow to the church.

The voice began to become confused, muddy, and no longer intelligible.

The Holy Father will not give the academy's commissioners the chance to go to that time and close the traces of time. He always likes to take the initiative.

Unfortunately, opening time traces requires enough interaction and recognition by people in the current timeline, otherwise he would have taken the initiative to blow up the shepherd's clone and come to this world.

It's such a pity. Obviously, I already know that I will be killed by that traitor in the future, but there is no way to change it. I can only be resurrected in this way. It is too frustrating.

(End of this chapter)