In the weird second dimension of killing gods

"The lightning you used is probably 10% as powerful as a god's casual attack... As expected, my victory was the result of countless miracles stacked together."

The victory at that time was just luck.

If it happens again, I will probably die miserably.

Although he would not be complacent about the power he had robbed, the world was always like this, and people would show off their martial arts skills by relying on the things they plundered.

Huo Xia's temperament suddenly changed, as if it was fate in the dark, that all things were straw dogs, cold, fair, invisible, elusive, unthinkable, and incomprehensible, but above everything, looking down on all living beings.

"Please let me have the spiral sword."

As the words fell, ripples suddenly appeared on the entire bridge. The bridge, which was illuminated by the lightning, suddenly became irregular, like the light and shadow reflected by bubbles that were about to burst.

In a moment, the scenery on the bridge changed.

William, wearing armor, stood blankly five steps in front of Huo Xia, and the spiral sword in his hand had disappeared.

No, it didn't disappear.

It just lay across Huo Xia's raised hands.

"What have you done?"

William was full of confusion. He scanned every inch of the bridge, trying to find the answer.

All traces of the previous battle had disappeared as if by magic, and the stone slabs on the bridge were as clean as new, as if they had never been struck by thunder.

The Kamogawa River below was still rushing, the waves rolling and making a rustling sound, just like usual.

Huo Xia stood in front of William, her posture upright, like a pine or cypress that can withstand wind and rain without falling.

He raised his hands and gripped the spiral sword tightly.

Sato Masuki was standing not far away, his eyes also focused on this incredible scene.

The red and black motorcycle was parked quietly beside him, as if silently witnessing all this.

William clearly remembered that he launched a crazy charge towards Huo Xia, but at a certain moment, the spiral sword in his hand accidentally slipped out of his hand because of Huo Xia's words and instantly flew into the opponent's hands.

At that moment, William seemed to be frozen in shock.

In this trance, the whole world seemed to be trapped in an illusion.

The tall buildings in the distance, the clouds in the sky, the river under the bridge...

Everything became blurry and no longer so real.

William's consciousness also became blurred, as if he had also merged into this unreal illusion.

When he came to his senses, he looked like this.

Huo Xia raised his eyelids and spoke calmly, "You just put your spiral sword in my hands, which only caused a little ripple in the long river of fate."

William's eyes suddenly widened, and words of surprise came out of his mouth.

"You moved the [Time] of the Spiral Sword to your side!"

Huo Xia didn't say anything, but just looked at Sato Masuki next to him.

"Sister Yimu, let's go."

Yimu nodded and threw the helmet to Huoxia. The two of them rode away from the bridge on their motorcycles without looking back, leaving William with a mouth full of exhaust fumes.

This is the [Eternal Tribulation Supreme God Summoning Mantra]!

You can invite the fate of your partner to your side.

If we say that every living being has his or her own thread of destiny, then countless threads of destiny are intertwined together to form the long river of destiny.

Then the [Spell to Summon God] is to move the "thread of destiny" of the object to your side.

Most dead things don't have any "thread of fate", but divine tools that come from the power of gods are an exception.

Although it is impossible to travel through time and space like a living being and come to your side, it is still possible to take the other person's divine tool in your hands face to face.

The shift of fate caused some ripples.

This wave swept through the surrounding space and time...

That's it.

William, who had lost a large amount of his lifespan and destiny, slumped on the bridge.

At this point, his curse power had been exhausted and he was no different from an ordinary person.

Some people were even unlucky, as the armor engraved with runes on his body was extremely heavy at this time, almost making it impossible for him to get up.

Huo Xia didn't care about William either.

Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on his personal fate.

If you're lucky, you might still have a chance to survive.

William's luck...

Not bad.

He survived.

It was a detective who helped William survive.

If he could really be called a detective.

William had changed into a clean set of casual clothes and was sitting in a McDonald's fast food restaurant in Kyoto. The man who was eating voraciously opposite him helped him out.

This man was a typical European, with curly hair, a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a tattered and old coat. He ate the delicious food on the table in a unkempt manner.

"Reggie Wayne." William called out the other person's name, somewhat displeased. "Although I'm used to your American vulgarity, isn't it too rude to wolf down your food like this?"

Reggie put down his half-eaten burger and swallowed the food in his mouth.

"You should be somewhat grateful to your lifesaver."

William frowned.

To be honest, he didn't really want to meet Reggie Wayne.

This rough guy from America has a famous nickname in the supernatural world————

hyena.

Scavengers appear when they smell decay.

This man is the most trusted spy of the current Pope. He often travels around the world looking for psychics who have violated taboos. He does an excellent job and almost no one can escape tracking.

"The Loom of Destiny is reacting again?" William shrank back a little. Everything in Japan seemed small to him, including the seat in McDonald's.

Reggie said calmly: "The reaction is huge. If those monks are not wrong in their analysis, I'm afraid someone has changed history on a small scale."

"What did you say!!"

William's voice suddenly became louder, and the whole restaurant could hear it, and everyone looked over.

Realizing his gaffe, William reached out to make amends.

but.

The cursed power did not emerge as usual.

William's face distorted instantly. The magic power he had cultivated since childhood had completely disappeared, just like all his cultivation experiences from childhood to adulthood had disappeared.

Snapped!

Reggie snapped his fingers, and the magic started instantly. The people around him turned their eyes away.

William and Reggie's presence disappeared a lot.

"Are you telling the truth?" William lowered his voice and hurried to confirm.

Reggie said calmly: "According to my investigation, it has been confirmed that the past has indeed been changed. The way it was changed was to summon a person from the past to the present."

As he spoke, he took out a photo from his pocket.

It shows a beautiful girl with purple hair and a hat.

Reggie pointed at Hoshino Ai in the photo. "This girl should have disappeared fifteen years ago. She suddenly appeared recently and even brought up the topic of 'disappearance' or 'daughter'."

"Although in the end it was said that they simply looked alike."

"But she is just an ordinary person. I can be sure that she and Hoshino Ai from fifteen years ago are the same person."

"To put it simply, she suddenly came to the present from fifteen years ago, which led to the changes in the past."

Hearing this, William remembered everything that happened on the bridge before, and couldn't help but murmured: "Could it be him... No way, is there really someone who can kill God?"

"I'm afraid it's this boy." Reggie took out another photo, which was Huo Xia's photo. "According to my investigation, this person has some connection with the [Tianxia Dao Sect] of the Eastern country."

"Um……"

Having said this, he paused, his tone somewhat complicated.

"The attitude of Taoist priests throughout the East towards him can be described as fawning, as if they were as cautious as those towards ancient emperors."

William murmured, "If he really has the [power] of a god, then it makes perfect sense to treat him this way."

"Power, I see. It's not a divine tool, nor a spell, but the power of God." Reggie nodded and wrote some symbols on the back of the photo.

Seeing this scene, William shuddered and suddenly reached out and grabbed Reggie's hand.

"Brother, listen to my advice and don't provoke him." William sighed, "I was lucky this time. He didn't want to execute me in front of that girl, so I was able to save my life. Don't seek death."

Reggie glanced at William and calmly pulled up his shirt, revealing his belly covered with scars.

"Do you know how these scars came about?" Reggie seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "A dictator in South America wanted to use human fat to nourish a sacred tree. When I found the evidence of his crime, the flowers there were blooming brilliantly. They made me lose a kidney and a finger."

"There was a warlord in Africa who found a sorcery from somewhere and sacrificed the entire town. They broke five of my ribs."

"There was a sorcerer in Nanyang who took away half of my brain."

"There is a Plague Knight in Serbia..."

Reggie explained the origin of the scars on his body in detail. Finally, he said, "I have seen many people who rely on their supernatural powers to oppress and hurt others! Every one of them can easily crush me to death!"

"So what if he has the power?"

"Are you asking me to turn a blind eye to his atrocities?"

"Is there still any law here?!"

Hearing Reggie's words, William's lips slightly opened, unable to utter words of advice, he just sighed, "I admire you a little... I hope this godslayer boy has not committed any great evil."

Reggie said seriously: "Thank you for your blessing."

If I hadn't committed any evil deeds, I wouldn't have to die.

Chapter 123: The Antichrist as usual

In the heart of the Vatican.

Hidden in that small piece of land on the high ground in the northwest corner of Rome is an unknown cellar.

Deep in the cold cellar, there is a secret passage leading to another world.

The passage leads people into a space that is comparable to the Vatican. The space is unimaginably large and has rich layers, like a maze.

The ancient legend that has been handed down describes it this way: "There are nine layers of heaven, and God's sword on earth naturally has nine layers as well."

At the bottom of this nine-story alien space, Pope Matthew Julius, wearing gorgeous robes, stood in the center of the hall.

The focus of your sight is a loom of destiny.

This machine is as huge as a square, located underground, and the walls around it are so gorgeously carved that it seems to tell the story of the great creation.

Matthew stared at the loom for a long time, with a trace of awe and emotion in his eyes.

This is a sacred tool they discovered in Northern Europe ten centuries ago, which can reveal the threads woven by the god of fate.

Christians understood the direction of their destiny by interpreting the contents of the loom.

Matthew walked in the hall, his fingers gently sliding over the names on the stone pillars: "Da Vinci, Newton, Leibniz... one great name after another is engraved here."

Their wisdom and contributions are permanently recorded here, as if a tribute to the loom of destiny.

These people with wisdom beyond their time have transformed the loom of destiny, from the small loom at the beginning to the size of an organ now.