In the weird second dimension of killing gods

The loom exists for more than just recording history.

It’s about gaining revelation.

Matthew looked at the huge loom, at the interweaving threads, and at the tiny discord in the upper right corner.

"We act according to the Lord's will until the Lord completely leaves and no longer speaks to us."

"When His will disappeared, countless mysteries appeared on earth. The power of the gods was abused by mortals. The Taoists in the East were delighted by the disappearance of the so-called 'mandate of heaven' and slaughtered the dragon veins and Yin-Yang masters in Kanto, Japan."

"In this world that has lost its order, the happiness that God has bestowed upon mankind no longer exists."

God is one.

All miracles are managed by this one God.

Whether it's good or evil.

Everything is just God's will. All living beings have never had free will and are just lambs of God.

Their monotheistic monks, whether they believe in God or the Arabs, will be guided by fate. Even the Orientals who do not believe in God will be guided by the Lord...

This is what the knights and priests of the Vatican believe.

Of course, in the East it is a different story.

They believe that there is a heavenly law in the world.

As the psychic's cultivation level improves, his luck will gradually increase.

Luck can bring people adventures, opportunities, and coincidences that turn misfortune into fortune.

When a person's luck becomes strong enough, he or she can feel the will of heaven and know what is destined to happen.

If you follow this "divine secret", you will gain greater fortune.

On the contrary, your luck will be damaged and you may even encounter a disaster.

Now is the time when [Sea of ​​Bitterness Game] is rampant.

This statement goes a step further, saying that the fate of a psychic will continue to improve, gradually breaking free from the constraints of fate and deviating from correct history.

Therefore, "Heaven's Way" will allow psychics to gain insight into the secrets of Heaven.

If you follow the correct history, you will be blessed with good fortune. If you resist the correct history, your fortune will decline, you will encounter disasters, or even die.

However, it has been a long time since the psychics in World 996 have been able to see the secrets of heaven.

Many people suspect that the "God of Destiny" of this world has disappeared.

At first, it was just suspicion, until the old Taoist priest from the East killed the king of the old Japanese Empire. The three most powerful psychics in Japan dragged coffins and held the three sacred artifacts to discuss Taoism with the old Taoist priest, but were beaten to death by the old Taoist priest into the coffin.

But nothing happened to the old Taoist priest.

The world's top experts finally confirmed that—

God is dead.

"Without the guidance of fate, all living things are groping in darkness and chaos. Without guidance, people can only struggle in fear. Only by knowing fate can one be enlightened and happy..."

Matthew muttered countless words.

There is only one central idea.

Human beings cannot lose the guidance of destiny, otherwise they will fall into nothingness.

Even Nietzsche went mad in the end, didn't he?

"Your Majesty." A voice sounded. Matthew turned around and a knight in armor stepped forward and respectfully presented a letter. "Reggie sent the results of Japan's investigation."

"understood."

Matthew nodded, looked at the oil stains on the envelope, and frowned slightly.

"Still as informal as ever."

Sighing, Matthew slowly walked into the study, took out a knife and opened the envelope.

He was used to Reggie's behavior. Although he didn't like his vulgar and ungraceful style, Matthew didn't blame him too much. After all, he himself had similar days when he dug a cellar under a church in South America and sheltered guerrillas who were persecuted by a dictator.

There is naturally nothing decent about days like that.

It’s just a little bit sad that even now in 2016, Reggie still looks like a fighter, but I have become the Pope.

Hiss————

The envelope was opened and Matthew read its contents.

"A young man who claims to be from another world, has killed a god, and can use the god's [power]..." He put down the letter and stared out the window absentmindedly, raindrops hitting the leaves outside the window.

After a long moment, Matthew uttered a word.

“Campione.”

This is an Italian word meaning "champion".

And in World 235 where Liliana was born, there is another meaning. It is used by European psychics to refer to the godslayer.

Boom!

A flash of lightning struck down, illuminating Matthew's face palely.

The pupils in his eye sockets suddenly changed. They no longer looked like human pupils, but rather like the pupils of a vicious wolf.

Matthew's memory gradually became blurred.

He thought of the man with the teasing smile, the cave that swallowed everything, and the Goblin King who mocked him.

"It's incredible. I came to this world and I can still meet the Demon King... Is this also a joke of fate?"

After saying this, Matthew began to sign a document.

"From now on, we will wage a holy war against Japan's Huo Xia. We will destroy him with the same team that destroyed Hong Xiuquan in the past!"

Following the issuance of the edict, the Inquisition, the world's largest religion and home to countless psychics, once again activated its terrifying war machine after a lapse of twenty years.

The enemy this time is a "heretic" who, like King Hong, claims to have divine miracles.

“He is not the Messiah.”

“He is not a savior.”

“He is the Antichrist!”

"He uses the miracles given to us by God to deceive all living beings on earth! We will hold the cross sword and kill the red dragon with the help of Michael!"

The hymns rang out again, and the spiritual veins that had been accumulated in the Vatican for who knows how many years were continuously injected into the cross at the bottom of the cellar.

After receiving Reggie's report, the Vatican immediately began preparing for war.

Reggie, who wrote this report, is still investigating in Tokyo. He needs to find out Huo Xia's crimes. Has he used the power of God to do evil things and has he bullied others?

However, these so-called "truths" are no longer meaningful.

……

In the center of the bustling commercial street, there is a unique brokerage company hidden.

This company is different from the surrounding fashion brands or film and television production agencies. It focuses on the commercial operation of online artists, especially the creation and promotion of girl bands.

Backed by a large company, this agency has a position that cannot be ignored in the industry.

thump—

Huoxia had a rare moment of free time, so she walked into the company's gate carrying her schoolbag.

"Hey, are you free to come over today, young president?"

The energetic and beautiful girl——Risa Imai came forward with a smile.

She was wearing everyday clothes, but she was covered with all kinds of small decorations, like a carefully decorated Christmas tree.

Her brown curly hair was cleverly tied into a half ponytail, and her face was exquisite and picturesque. She would be no less attractive if she debuted as an idol.

Huo Xia glanced at Lisa with a slight smile on her face, "Sister Lisa, today's earrings are really beautiful. The color is much more elegant than yesterday's, and it suits your makeup today."

Hearing such praise, Lisa Imai immediately smiled happily and enthusiastically showed her fashion experience: "The young president's vision is as sharp as ever. The latest fashion trend is like this, this kind of elegant style is popular..."

She held Huo Xia's hand, as if she had met a soulmate, and shared the latest fashion information with her endlessly.

Huo Xia listened patiently and nodded in agreement from time to time.

Finally, Lisa Imai ended the topic contentedly and asked curiously, "Why do you come here every day recently, young president? It's almost the Golden Week. Although there is nothing wrong with loving your work, you should also take care of your health. Do you want me to give you a massage?"

Huo Xia took a deep breath and said seriously, "I'm preparing to form a new band."

Hearing this, Lisa Imai's eyes lit up.

"A new band, is the era of the girly big band finally going to have a new member?"

Huo Xia nodded slightly: "I plan to form a band wearing masks. My sister seems to have encountered some problems recently. I plan to invite her to join the band. Find a place where she can wear a mask, leave school and family behind, and rock and roll and rebel to her heart's content."

There was a hint of doubt in Lisa Imai's eyes.

"Sister? The young president's sister moved here from China?"

Huo Xia tilted her head, "Of course my sister was born and raised in Tokyo."

"Huh!? Is the young president's sister in Tokyo?" Lisa's voice suddenly became a little loud.

The attention of others was also attracted by Lisa's surprise, and they all gathered around to watch the conversation.

At this moment, a beautiful girl appeared on the scene.

She had her long hair tied into cat ears, and she was full of energy, with her eyes sparkling with love for music. The lead singer and guitarist Kasumi Toyama, who liked Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, was the first to come forward.

“Shrimp dumplings actually have sister sauce?”

As she said this, her beautiful body rushed forward, even half of her body was pressing on Huo Xia's shoulders.

The scene became extremely lively.

Arisaki Ichigaya, who was standing by, was watching this scene with her golden eyes. She gently pulled Kasumi's hand and reminded her, "Don't press him down anymore."

Hikawa Hina had a charming smile on her face. She looked at this scene and raised her hands in praise: "Sister, what a wonderful word. Shrimp Dumpling actually has such a sister."

Hikawa Sayo, who was not far away, also heard the news and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Although I had heard before that Xia Jiao (the president) had a sister, I always thought that sister was in Shanghai, but I didn't expect that she was actually in Tokyo."

"Yeah, yeah, I can't imagine that Shrimp Dumpling's sister is a native Tokyo girl."

"After all, the young president is stubborn and insists on his own ideas."

"Yes, there is an old Chinese saying: 'Don't turn back until you hit the wall.'"

"Come to think of it, I haven't met Xia's family."

In the blink of an eye, a group of beautiful girls gathered around Huo Xia, expressing their surprise and curiosity.

In this lively occasion, Huo Xia undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Looking at the group of beautiful girls in front of him, Huo Xia's eyelids twitched slightly.

Being surrounded by countless beautiful girls, it would be a lie to say that I’m not happy.

It just reminded him of the later period in the world of "Date A Live", when it seemed like he was also surrounded by various beautiful girls every day and had to face these complicated interpersonal relationships.

Fortunately.

All the beautiful girls here are innocent with me!

For some reason, I suddenly felt a little regretful... the ugly possessiveness of men.

I reflected on myself for about two or three seconds.

Huo Xia spoke with a smile.

"You're right. My sister is the eldest daughter of Tsuki no Mori, and she's also the double bass player in the wind orchestra!"

When the words came out, all the women present were startled.