What is contained in the Eyes of Heaven is not murderous intent, nor hatred, but more like...appetite, just like the look in the eyes of a person who has been hungry for several days when he sees a table of delicacies.
He has already made his judgment.
Not paying attention to the fleeing heretics, not helping the crazy servants, and not paying attention to Zhao Sida and the defecting Giovanni, allowing them to act as they pleased, Tian Zhidong focused entirely on the Flying Mask God.
The Flying Mask God seemed to feel the threat in his eyes, and seemed to have understood what the other party was thinking and immediately took action. This idealistic product formed from the thoughts and wishes of all sentient beings has an almost beast-like intuition for malice. His curled and twisted tentacles spread out, and his body gradually became illusory and translucent, with little bits of light coming from his mind. Separated from the body, there are countless words and symbols in the air.
These words seemed to be arranged and combined under the pull of some kind of force, turning into a torrent of information composed of countless short sentences, outlining a looming 'Galaxy River' in the sky, going upstream, rushing towards the pupil of the sky hanging in the sky.
But the information impact released by the Flying Mask God this time did not produce the expected effect.
Compared with the volume that fills most of the sky that can be seen with the naked eye, it makes people feel that the sky has turned into the pupil of the sky crushed by the earth. The flow of information released by the Flying Mask God can only be regarded as a trickle, and the huge pupil is just After blinking, as if his eyes were scanning with real eyes, a circle of distorted ripples appeared in the space, which instantly offset and annihilated the incoming information flow.
"how so?!"
In Block 20, Acha, who was hiding in a house and controlling the Flying Mask God, exclaimed in disbelief. But before he could make any other moves, he felt the eyes of the Eyes of Heaven projected through the Flying Mask God. Come over.
The eyes that seemed to have substance passed through the layers of protection and disguise built by the believers' thoughts, saw through the material projection of the Flying Mask God, and finally crossed the shackles of space to meet his eyes as the actor behind the scenes.
The pale and huge eyes stared at him, as if the eyes of the sky were standing in front of him. The sharp eyes saw through what was in his heart, which was creepy and shuddering.
This feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake sent a chill down Acha's back.
He subconsciously wanted to temporarily cut off the sensory connection with the Flying Mask God, but he was horrified to find that his consciousness could not return to his body for some reason, and the space around him became as hard as solidified cement, making him unable to move.
"Judgment has come."
The voice reaches directly into the soul. Even if he knows that the other person is using a language he doesn't understand, Ah Cha can easily understand what he wants to convey.
"The Lord has sent a revelation: heresy is rampant and filth is everywhere. The Lord will send down heavenly punishment to destroy this sinful neighborhood."
At the same time, Pope Saliva's solemn and solemn announcement spread to every corner of the neighborhood, conveying this cruel and desperate apocalypse to everyone.
After a brief period of shock, suppressed fear and uneasiness spread among the crowd. People anxiously rushed out of their homes and rushed to the nearest atonement house, hoping to get a reassuring answer from the monks and priests, but the door to the atonement house was tightly closed. But he responded to them coldly and silently.
The most fearful and uneasy among them are the gangsters and lawless people who serve the major gangs, because even pagans can pray to illusory idols in exchange for peace of mind, but this group of hyenas who stick together to survive are different. They have no faith. No way, they believe in the winner is king and the law of the jungle, they can only believe in the weapons in their hands and their own power.
So in this case, they feel even more desperate.
Because revelation never goes wrong, 'gods' never go wrong.
This is the ideological stamp rooted in the hearts of every Tianqi City resident.
This fear soon gave birth to a large-scale riot.
Perhaps because the end is approaching, or perhaps because they know they are about to die, these gangsters become even more crazy. They use violence to vent their fear and enjoy the last joy in their lives wantonly. They no longer have to fear the punishment of the church and no longer need to maintain The order and rules set by the gang, after being freed from the restraints, they can smash everything in front of them to pieces, chop down the guys who usually find it an eyesore, and destroy them wantonly.
The things that people cherish will trample the dignity and personality of others to pieces.
as a result of? Influence? Those things don't matter! I'm almost dead, so of course I have to have a good time!
Madness turned into a plague, and the established order in the neighborhood was trampled by those who made the rules. If you don't persecute others, you will be persecuted. It quickly became the public consensus in a short period of time. People abandoned rationality and degenerated into beasts...
Chaos broke out completely.
The thugs threw Molotov cocktails and poured out seas of fire. People who were afraid of being persecuted picked up wooden sticks and joined in the beatings. The husband who had lost his lover roared and charged at the thugs, full of malice and hatred, forming a chain. Out-of-control contagion in the neighborhood.
It drives sane people into lunatics and makes lunatics even crazier. …
As the madness on Twentieth Street intensified, a sacred ceremony reached its climax in the glorious and holy Ascension Cathedral in the Crown District.
The "brilliance" given by the gods leaked from the dome like a waterfall. The three pillars of the church, the Grand Inquisitor, the Archbishop, and the Arch Knight, as well as countless high-ranking priests, inquisitors, and knights, bowed their heads in worship and devoutly participated in the sacred ceremony. .
And Pope Salivan, who presided over the ceremony, was dressed in dignified and gorgeous sacrificial robes and triple crowns and was bathed in the light curtain. The full extraordinary power turned into a dreamlike luminous bubble, like a naughty elf in his presence. Dancing around him, although he is over a hundred years old, this old man does not look old at all at this moment.
He slowly raised the luxurious and complicated scepter, and his soothing whispers crossed the shackles of space, blowing like a spring breeze into the panicked crowd.
"But the Lord is merciful and He will give you a second chance."
The man who tried to stop the violence was knocked to the ground, and fists, sticks, and curses rained down on him.
"Repent!"
The half-clothed woman huddled in the corner, struggling helplessly in the face of the approaching mob, trying to preserve her last bit of dignity.
"Reflect!"
The old man was knocked to the ground by the panicked and fleeing crowd. People ran over his body, but the old man never got up again.
"Ask the Lord to forgive your sins!"
The timid and cowardly man pushed his lover to the thugs with his own hands, but he escaped.
"If there are honorable people here, the Lord will forgive you for their sakes."
The husband hugged his wife's blood-stained body and cried. He picked up the sharp knife at hand and vowed to cut the gangster into pieces.
"If there are only thirty righteous people, the Lord will still not destroy this neighborhood because of them."
The thug stepped closer to the cowering child in the corner. His bloodshot eyes reflected the blazing fire on the street. The child called out to his mother in fear. The mother who was swept away by the crowd begged sternly not to hurt her child, but he smiled ferociously. Raise the blade.
"Even if there are only ten righteous people in this district, the merciful Lord will still forgive you!"
Blind believers are like drowning people grabbing a life-saving straw. They follow the instructions of the apocalypse and completely give up escaping to save themselves. They pray more devoutly to God to forgive their sins. They even go into groups shouting slogans of reflection and repentance in an attempt to Impede other people's self-help behavior.
For a moment, Ah Cha observed the neighborhood from a god's perspective and witnessed everything.
Everything he heard and saw was atrocities and unreasonable things.
"how come……"
"How dare they!"
The atrocities that were taking place and the tragedies that had ended, each one after another, were like nails piercing into the heart, deeply shocking the teenage boy.
This is the second time Ah Cha has witnessed chaos and atrocities.
"Make your choice."
At this time, a cold and arrogant voice reached the bottom of my heart, and the aloof god declared this.
Huge extraordinary energy gathered in front of his eyes, stirring up the sky. The rolling clouds gathered into a vortex of clouds under the invisible force. Bursts of lightning flashed in the storm. Acha raised his perspective blankly and could vaguely see a cloud. A fireball as blazing as the sun was slowly taking shape in the center of the eye of the storm.
The strong wind swept through the streets, wild
Violent energy is gathering, dark clouds are closing in on the city, and a storm is coming.
He will truly destroy this neighborhood, and He will truly forgive this neighborhood.
Just a choice needs to be made.
Ah Cha suddenly understood what the other party wanted to express.
Then a bone-chilling chill rose from his heart and spread throughout his body.
He wants me dead.
As soon as this idea came to mind, fear spread uncontrollably in his brain, and the divine body in the sky was trembling slightly. His survival instinct was urging him to cut off the connection and escape from here, but there was always some faint noise echoing in his ears. .
He 'sees' everything.
Naturally, everything can be heard.
The divine perspective allowed him to witness with his own eyes the atrocities that were taking place, the tragedies that had already occurred, and the hoarse cries for help from the victims also reached his ears.
"Save us..."
"Mom, I want to go home..."
"I'm so scared...I don't want to die yet..."
These calls seem to have magic power. Once you notice Acha, you can no longer ignore it.
Must escape...
But what do they do?
Surviving yourself is the most important thing! Then you still have time to care about the life and death of these people?
But……
Two contradictory thoughts clashed fiercely in his mind. He wanted to succumb to fear and escape from here, but he couldn't bring himself to ignore the calls for help echoing in his ears. In the end, he could only watch the high-energy fire ball in the center of the storm gather and form, and missed his escape. the best time.
Sure enough, I'm just a waste who can't do anything...
Looking at the high-energy fire ball in the center of the whirlpool, Ah Cha thought in his heart as if he was discouraged. The illusion of omnipotence when he gained power has long since disappeared.
"In this case……"
Perhaps knowing that death is inevitable, Ah Cha is not panicking anymore. Now he is calmer than ever before. Through the perspective of the Flying Mask God, he is looking straight at the high-energy fire ball in the distance, and his slender limbs are gradually rising in the sky. It stretched out and slowly covered the sky above twenty blocks, trying to form a canopy to resist the attack of the Eye of the Sky.
"don’t worry."
Ah Cha's calm voice spread to the hearts of everyone below, which was reassuring.
"I will protect you."...
"Detected high-energy heat source reaction in clouds."
A child's tender voice sounded in Ah Cha's ears, which startled Ah Cha, who had finally developed a fearless mood to die: "Who!? Who is talking in my ear!?"
"It's me." The incarnation of thoughts replied, "Father asked me to help you. The enemy is much more difficult than we thought."
He didn't give Ah Cha time to react and continued.
"Next, I will take over the control of Flying Mask God. At the same time, I will open the channel connecting the body. You should take advantage of this time to leave quickly."
The voice of the incarnation of thoughts echoed in my ears, the childish voice was childish but had a tone that could not be rejected.
Ah Cha immediately realized the problem: "Wait a minute, if I leave, then you will be the only one staying here..."
"There's no time to explain, get out of the car quickly."
Before Ah Cha finished speaking, he felt that the control of the Flying Mask God was forcibly taken away by an external will, and he acted without his control, and a strong suction force sucked his consciousness into it.
"No! You can't do this!"
Ah Cha felt that the abundant strength in his body was suddenly drained, and his consciousness seemed to be involved in a whirlpool on the sea floor, sinking deeper and deeper, gradually sinking to the bottom of the deep sea.
No, he was originally so weak, but the awakening of the Persona temporarily strengthened his body functions, and borrowing the body of the Flying Mask God gave him the illusion of power. …
"Hey, you're back?"
A careless voice rang in his ears, calling back his sinking consciousness.
Ah Cha slowly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, then suddenly woke up, stood up from the chair and said to Wu Ming: "Quick! Your son has been
Stay there! "
"He did a pretty good job..." Wu Ming seemed a little unhurried, rubbing his chin and nodding.
"What are you talking about!" Ah Cha said anxiously, "He is in danger now!"
"I know what you want to say." Wu Ming patted his shoulder, telling him to calm down, and then snapped his fingers to project a screen of light, "But it's too late for you to say this now."
"What are you talking about..."
Acha wanted to retort, but after seeing the picture on the light screen, he froze and could no longer say a word.
Above the light curtain, a huge, blackened and twisted mass covered the sky of twenty blocks.
The soft and elastic tentacles have turned into black and fragile charcoal. They can only rely on overlapping and interweaving to maintain the basic structure. Dark red embers are still smoldering on the surface of the tentacles, slowly eating away at the last vitality of this behemoth. The breeze As it blew by, the coke shattered into pieces and turned into black snow falling from the sky.
That's the remains of the Flying Spaghetti God.
He used his slender and elastic tentacles to weave a network that covered the sky to block the scorching sun that fell from the sky. In the cycle of continuous burning and regeneration, he was finally burned to coke.
Didn't take a step back until the end.
"That guy is using the lives of everyone in the neighborhood to kidnap us, kidnap the Flying Spaghetti God."
The Eye of the Sky has disappeared, leaving only many torn space cracks in the sky. Tentacles like mud stretched out from the dark cracks, breaking and dismembering the remaining body of the Flying Face God one by one. , and then dragged into the crack without making any sound.
But Wu Mingxu's eyes never left the light curtain, and he slowly spoke.
"I have to say, he succeeded."
