In the weird second dimension of killing gods

All preparations have been made, but Huo Xia is still a little worried and asked himself this question in his heart.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, nothing will go wrong, right?"

In response, Athena looked at the well mouth and was too lazy to answer. She said irritably: "I am not your monitor! But if you want to call me 'Mom', you can..."

"hehe!"

Huo Xia interrupted immediately.

……

The roar of the organ, like the groaning of an ancient beast, permeated the solemn air.

The low tones shake the soul and convey solemnity and dignity.

The grand music was like the breath between heaven and earth. A thousand monks sang in unison. The words of praise were like trickles that converged into a majestic river of praise to the Lord.

All roads ultimately lead to Rome.

In the Roman Empire, the magical projects built by ancient court magicians were like giant dragons winding their bodies. These projects cleverly connected various parts of Europe and drew the magic power in the earth veins to the heart of the Vatican.

As the monks sang the melodious songs, the holy power surged like a torrent. The hymns and the holy words were intertwined and continuously struck into the [Catholic Cross] in the center of the magnificent church.

boom!

At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world was trembling, and a huge amount of cursed power surged up into the sky.

The hymns played in the Vatican, their sounds were like heavenly music, shaking people's hearts.

Surrounding the Vatican, many psychics in Europe have gathered here. They are like the brightest stars in the night sky, forming a force that cannot be underestimated.

Countless magic societies responded to the call of the Vatican, gathered like soldiers, and formed a new era of crusades.

They exist for only one purpose.

That is to intimidate the demon king who claims to kill gods.

The Grand Master of the Knights Templar, "Castle without Horns", stood on the ground, with holy light shining down, his armor shining brightly, exuding an aura of majesty and solemnity, and looking far ahead.

“It’s really huge.”

The man from Hoh Xil, dressed in a suit, stood quietly by and spoke in a calm and deep voice, "After all, he is the Antichrist. It is said that he is the same person as Hong Tianwang."

The story of Hong Tianwang was widely circulated in Europe. He was said to be a powerful being who was the reincarnation of a god. He claimed to be the second son of God and had the power to make half the world submit. However, he was eventually wiped out by the Crusaders and the Qing Dynasty.

A reincarnated god with demigod-level power.

But, he is only a demigod.

The Holy See has power that surpasses that of demigods, and is a "false god."

Zheng!

Under the vast sky, an unusual holy light broke through the sky and fell to the earth like the Milky Way.

In every corner of Rome, every psychic felt a strange resonance.

Their souls seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, lightly leaving their bodies and rising towards the light.

It feels like moving from chaos to rebirth, a baptism of the soul.

This is the sign of the coming of the false god.

In the midst of this shocking revelation, an extraordinary being emerged.

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

It was an angel that was ten meters tall.

It is naked, with a mysterious grayish-white color all over its body, so beautiful that it is impossible to tell its gender.

The two pairs of wings behind him reflected dazzling light in the sunlight. There was a pair of wings on his head and ankles that vibrated slightly. The halo above his head exuded a sacred and inviolable aura of God's light.

That is the light of God.

Even if it is not a real god, but just a branch of the gods, or a false god, it still has the appearance and power of Uriel, the "Light of God".

When Uriel appeared in the Roman Forum, countless knights knelt down, their eyes full of respect and awe for the angel.

Matthew in the square was also bathed in the holy light, with a gloomy look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, the Roman Forum was shrouded in a sacred atmosphere.

It was daytime and the sun was shining brightly.

The sun in the sky seems so weak compared to the "light of God".

boom!

Amid a deafening roar of shattering, the sacred solemnity of the Vatican was instantly shattered.

Everyone looked up and saw that the barrier covering the area seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and quickly disintegrated like a balloon punctured by a sharp object.

Then, it was like a chain reaction.

The countless magic arrays spread across the Vatican also collapsed one after another, and the light gradually dimmed.

The wide-area magic that the Vatican was so proud of failed at this moment and lost its due glory.

An indescribable huge force spread around, like a huge celestial body about to explode, and its gravity was strong enough to bounce away everything around it.

An unprecedented sense of fear rose in everyone's hearts.

An outstanding nun slowly raised her head with a determined light in her eyes. She took a deep breath and used the spiritual vision method to try to get a glimpse of the true face of this mysterious power.

What catches the eye.

That enormous force not only affects the movement of celestial bodies, but also directly intervenes in destiny!

If the fate of mortals is like a small fish struggling in the ocean, then the fate of psychics like the Great Knight is as powerful as sharks and giant whales.

However, the man who appeared in the Vatican had a destiny that transcended everything, like a real dragon soaring in the sky.

Every action can cause earth-shaking changes.

His presence itself is a shock, an irresistible charm.

"He is a giant."

Detective Reggie, who was restrained beside Matthew, emphasized again.

Matthew stood up and looked at Huoxia at the end of the road.

There was a long distance between them, and both sides of the middle road were filled with knights in armor, all of them holding various magical weapons and standing on both sides.

Reggie looked at Matthew's back with a somewhat cold expression.

He realized that he and Matthew were not the same kind of people after all. He insisted on the justice of the weak, while Matthew insisted on the justice of God.

"You finally came."

Matthew's voice echoed throughout the city of Rome, and every psychic present could hear his words.

Huoxia put his hands behind his back, and Xiangzi stood beside him calmly.

The man and the woman were still wearing ordinary spring clothes. They didn't look like they were attending an important ceremony, but rather like they were here for a trip.

Compared to the people around them who were wearing armor and holding weapons, they were indeed too relaxed.

Huo Xia nodded slightly, raised his head and glanced at the "Light of God". With just one glance, he could feel the other party's huge divinity, as well as the lack of his fate and temperament.

In a nutshell, it is just a false god.

However, for this world where disobedient gods and godslayers have not appeared for a long time, it is indeed an exceptional existence. I am afraid that only the transcendent of [Tianxia Taoism] can rival the "Light of God".

"Do you have anything to say?" Huo Xia said indifferently, "I'm in a hurry to go home."

Matthew stepped forward, his robe dragging on the ground, moving as he walked. "How long did it take me to finally be qualified to discuss the Dao with godslayers like you?"

"A counterfeit of the Light of God."

"The accumulation of ten centuries of the Holy See."

"And there are countless powerful knights all over Europe."

"With all these put together, I can finally discuss the truth with you and expose your original sin."

“I thought this day would never come.”

There was some emotion in his tone.

Huo Xia raised his eyebrows and complained: "Where do you think you are qualified?"

After all, he is a person who survived World War I in World 235.

At that time, there were three godslayers, Marquis Vauban, Master Luo Hao and Lady Aisha, acting on the earth at the same time, and they all participated in the activities of human society to a greater or lesser extent.

Where does the confidence come from?

Matthew said, "The former Soviet Union had 100,000 nuclear bombs, which could destroy the entire world. Britain only has 100 nuclear bombs, but it can guarantee that one of the 100 will fall on Moscow."

“They can communicate as equals.”

"You have a divine power a thousand times stronger than ours. We just need to make sure our weak divine power falls on Tokyo."

“That’s my qualification!”

After the words fell, Xiangzi couldn't help but send a message on his mobile phone: "I heard that power will cause a person's intelligence to decline. Now I see that it is true."

Huo Xia also replied on her phone: "Don't talk, I want to watch some stand-up comedy again, this is much more interesting than Ruoye's comedy."

"Will you still watch Uncle Ruoye's performance?"

"Do you know Ruoye?"

"He is the father of my childhood sweetheart."

While the two were chatting on the phone, Reggie, who was not far from Matthew, had already started swearing.

"Are you stupid? I don't know if your 'nuclear bomb' has landed at his house, but his 'nuclear bomb' has already reached your home!!"

Matthew ignored Reggie's curse, raised his head, looked at Huo Xia, and said calmly: "God Slayer, over the long time, I can't help but start to wonder, what is destiny?"

"Destiny is God's will."

"That is the will of God."

"Everyone is destined to be a person, and the history of mankind has long been determined. Everyone is born to act according to the script. Even if there are occasionally restless people, they will eventually return to the position determined by fate."

"Don't you think this is bliss?"

Xiangzi placed his bare hands under his chin, his bright big eyes full of doubt.

She really didn't know what happiness there was in being a puppet.

Matthew kept talking to himself: "The so-called ideal country is where the right people do the right things, and this is what happens under 'fate'."

"Because of destiny, mankind is freed from ignorance."

“Because of destiny, human productivity continues to develop.”

“Because of destiny, human beings can keep moving forward.”

“Humans don’t need to worry about the future. They don’t need to worry about being wiped out by a sudden disaster someday, just like the meteorite that destroyed the dinosaur empire.”

“Humans don’t need to worry that everything they have is just nothing, because fate has already written the script, and the end of mankind is something we cannot imagine.”

"This is the happiness of 'fate'."

Xiangzi frowned slightly at this statement and said directly: "What you said is just like saying that humans have kept lambs in captivity. Although they have locked them up as a source of meat, they have also separated them from the competition of natural selection. Therefore, lambs should be grateful and happy for being lambs."

"Isn't it?" Matthew asked back, "Animals domesticated by humans are the most successful in species competition. They are also the most numerous in the world, and their prosperity is obvious to all."

Xiangzi put down his hand, frowning slightly: "People are not lambs."

"You don't feel like a lamb because you are in hardship." Matthew said quietly, "Most people in this world who claim to 'resist fate' do so because their lives are not what they want!"

"If they were happy, why would they fight against fate?"

“It’s like spiritual practice in the East.”

"When fate favors them, they praise it like that."

"When fate is not in their favor, they will shout 'my fate is in my own hands'."