The 74th mode of God? The God of Guns!
The picture returns to the West Coast and destroys the heavenly religion.
Michel summoned four other saints and became a giant of light. In a blink of an eye, he sealed Ozma into a strange space. The three dark knights no longer compete with Yuchen and others, and returned to their space to wait for Ozma's resurrection.
After sealing, the four saints of Ozma also disappeared, leaving only Yuchen and Michelle.
Michel said calmly, "Ruijie is actually my reincarnation. I will be reincarnated once every ten years, forgetting all the experiences of the coldness and warmth of the world, but I didn't expect that this reincarnation would die early... You are a new generation of fortune! The good and bad fate of the mainland is in your hands!"
"The fate of the mainland... It's none of my business! Why should I care about this!" The lucky one! The lucky one! Yuchen has been carrying the title of the so-called lucky person, which makes him very tired... He has never stopped fighting since crossing, and the death of his sister Yuxin almost made him crazy.
Michelle's little hand pressed on Yuchen's head at some point.
"Yuchen... I know everything about you, and I will tell you the root cause of all this!"
"The beginning and end of the time traveler, I mistakenly thought that Hu Yi had told you!" Michelle said slowly.
Yuchen nodded. When he was on Huangquan Road, Hu Yi told Yuchen why they had crossed into this world, and Yuchen also knew it.
"Arad Continent is the home of the game, and one of the creators of this game is Death! Dreyfus of Death! He never fights with others, but signs contracts with others and gives them strength. His power can be said to be infinite. He has no entity. He survives in people's hearts. He is Death-Dreyfus!"
On the west coast, two figures are moving rapidly.
"Wow, we finally arrived!" Teda was panting, and Obes stood beside Teda and was also a little panting.
It was Teda and Obes, who came from Hutton Mar to destroy Ozma.
Obeth raised his head... He pointed to the sky and trembled, "Teda... Do you think that's it?
Teda looked along what Obes pointed, and her pupils shrank: "That's... "Holy Michelle!"
"Ozma's breath has also disappeared! It must be the resurrection of the saint who destroyed Ozma!" Obes said.
"Let's go and visit the Holy One!" Teda took Orbes and ran to Michelle's place.
Michelle also felt Teda and Obes at this time and smiled and said, "The descendants of the two saints have come. I will make them your subordinates and assist you!"
In a short time, Teda Hobeth arrived at the Heavenly Branch.
Michelle quietly looked at Teda and said slowly, "You are coming..."
Teda and Obes knelt down and said respectfully, "See the ancestors."
"Hmm." Michelle's wings moved slightly.
"I have an order for you to carry out! However, you can choose to go or not.
Teda and Obes said in cong with one voice: "Please explain!"
Michelle pointed to Yuchen and said, "Follow him! Don't ask me why, just agree or not!"
Teda looked at the golden rain floating in the air and thought.
Obes said directly, "Ancestor, I promise!" Everything that Obes had was dedicated to the Holy Church, and Michelle agreed without hesitation.
Seeing Obes's promise to Teda, he also said, "Ancestor, I promise."
"Hmm."
"You are the descendants of the five saints. With the ability of the saint, gather the five people to help him completely destroy Ozma!" Michelle said.
"Yes!"
Michelle looked at Yuchen and said, "You know the Dark Holy War."
"The war between the Legion of Pretenders and the clergy led by Ozma, the god of chaos. This is a long war that lasted for a hundred years. Its decisive battle broke out on the black earth. Finally, the defeated Ozma was sealed to other time and space, and mankind won. Yuchen replied.
"Do you know why it is called dark jihad?!"
"Hmm?"
"The enemy is indistinguishable, and it is dark, so it is called 'Dark Jihad'!"
"Can't distinguish the enemy?" Yuchen asked.
"Yes, I can't distinguish the enemy! Ozma, the "chaotic" ghost god who accepted the proposal of death, cursed human beings. The weak person in his heart curses and becomes a pretender.
They usually attack people close to them (family or friends), and those who are attacked by pretenders will become pretenders. Thus, the continuous transmission makes the number of pretenders increase rapidly.
On the other hand, because it is impossible to distinguish between pretenders and humans from appearance, there is no way to prevent the army of pretenders from expanding for a long time, and the trust between people has disappeared.
Many innocent people died in heretical trials but still can't stop the increase of pretenders. Just as the future of mankind seems to be hopeless, the clergy who can distinguish disguisers have stepped on the historical stage.
Although a large number of pretenders were eliminated in the "Dark Jihad", there are still a few disguisers hiding in the crowd.
Michelle turned her head to Teda, who were still kneeling, and asked, "How do you understand the pretender?"
Obes said first, "The pretenders are also human beings, and they also need compassion to treat them."
"Well, good, what about you?" Michelle asked Teda again.
Teda replied, "There must be no hesitation in sanctioning evil, even if the other party is his own family."
"Well, that's right. I ordered you two to find the remaining two descendants of saints and come back to him."
"Yes!"
Michelle turned back to Yuchen and said:
"Death has been disturbing the order of this continent, and now we need someone to break it! And this person is you!"
"Me?" Yuchen pointed to himself.
"Yes! It's you! My time is running out. Ozma's seal is only temporary. The destruction of the mainland and even all planes continues to prosper. Everything is on you. Don't let me down~ Don't let Ruijie, Hu Yi and Shalan down~. Saying that, Michelle's body turned into light little by little, and the white light slowly entered Yuchen's body.
"God who is not controlled by [Heaven]..." Michelle's last voice said.
"Ding, [God Statue split] was inspired by Michelle and opened [God · Revelation]"
"Ding, God's Mode Open"
"Ding, all the power of faith is automatically converted into the power of God!"
God Name: God of Gun God: Revelation
Special effect: [Sky Wing]: Open six pairs of wings of light, and the speed can reach the speed of light.
[Immortal]: Immortality, as long as there is one cell, you can be infinitely reborn!
[Revelation]: It can be given to believers to become their sons and gods
God's power: 54321 [consumed, but added again]
believers: one hundred and fifty-eight eight
God's pet: the giant beast
God costume: [Heavenly Gun · Sword] Miracle weapon: It is formed by the continuous condensation of the power of believers' beliefs and can be changed between guns and swords.
Additional Skills: Destroy the Sky · True
These things are not as important to me as Yuxin's life. Yuxin, you wait for your brother, and I will definitely help you resurrect! Water of life... Yuchen said secretly in his heart.
PS: This transition chapter has finally been completed, and the next is more exciting~~~ Attached is a poem of Death.
Tera's Genesis Death Dreyfus
Plug in a black shawl
Open the dark and dull cold eyes
clench the cold scythe
I reign in this world as death
Painful hatred and fear of parting
In this dark and bloody night
Creoting sad string music
Fireworks flying under the dark clouds
How many vows will never return
The fishy red in the smoke
The indifferent waiting is in the next time
Who else to take away
Roaring and crying never stop
Whose eyes did I see in despair
I tighten the sickle of the end of life
I dominate all this as death
Confused, hate and confused
In the endless night of chaos
Withdraw the mournful feast
Leaving the breath and leaving a heartbreak
Who can see the tears under the mask
Shuttle waving and forgetting fatigue
Who can read it clearly
The heartache of death
The helplessness with trembling hands
elimated countless living beings
Deadly begging for powerless and pale
I know that death is not my arrangement
Follow my footprints
Forget the pain and give up escaping
Believe in hell and heaven
It will be better than here...
The panic cannon flames are still flying
The dull blade can no longer retreat
The blood is still flying
Recoal the shawl and hold it tightly
Continue to judge this original sin
Death cannot have tears of pity