I loaded the gods module

Chapter 58 The God of Light
The seed of uneasiness buried deep in the bishop's heart fully blossomed and bore fruit in this instant.

The old man looked at the surging black sea around him, and a heart-throbbing chill instantly exploded in the bishop's heart.

That is a wonderful emotion that Bishop Shengguang often brings to the world, but he himself has never experienced it.

At this moment, he thoroughly tasted the taste of fear.

At the moment when the black rain devouring supernatural properties gathered into an endless ocean, the power of the law of depth had undergone a qualitative change.

The ocean of the Lord of Storms can swallow everything in the world, including the world itself. This is the most basic rule of the Yongchao Kingdom.

In the terrified eyes of the bishop, he saw creeping on the ground of the city, the grazing starlight bestowed on him by the Holy Spirit was submerged by the black sea like insects, and the great power of the starry sky did not stir up even a single drop of waves at this moment...

"No... No... No! It shouldn't be like this... How could it be... How could the power of gods appear here?!"

The tentacles below the old man's waist clung to the surface of the only remaining buildings around him. He trembled and subconsciously climbed desperately towards the top of the building. The bishop quickly reached the highest point of the building.

But when he turned his head and looked down... the black ocean was already close at hand...

Most of the tentacles have been soaked below the surface of the sea, and the bishop has nowhere to climb.

Everything is destined to be irreversible. The moment he faced those eyes in the sky, the bishop's soul was destined to be dragged into the deep sea by the weight of the gods, and sink to the bottom of the abyss forever and ever.

Although the bishop would often instill fear in mortals and take pleasure in it, but when he experienced the fear himself at this moment... His expression was no different from those mortals.

It was unbelievable at first, then anger, then struggle, accompanied by desperation that followed everywhere, and finally the vitality burst like an illusory bubble.

"No...no...I can't die here...I can't die here!"

Everything was too sudden, the electric light illuminated the old man's horrified distorted face, he looked at the submerged deep sea in fear, but he didn't even have the last bit of strength to struggle.

"What are you doing, my lord bishop?"

At this moment, the bishop heard the light sound of a match being lit. He turned his head and saw the middle-aged gentleman take out the cigarette case and put the last cigarette inside into his mouth.

The Red Moon Angel has been laughing, this person hasn't stopped from the beginning.

Charles' voice was as usual with a strange ironic tone: "Aren't you going to kill me to sever the fate of the moon? Didn't you just want me to pay the price?"

"But now why are you showing a scared expression again? Tsk tsk tsk... Wonderful, wonderful! I have to say, your expression now is really too wonderful, my lord bishop."

"Oh, that's right!" The middle-aged gentleman seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and then he put his hand in his coat pocket, and then took out a huge square camera with a tripod from his small pocket: "Just let Let me record this interesting scene..."

"Please keep your expression on, my lord, your next photo will definitely become one of my best products!" Charles laughed.

"Cough, cough, cough...you obsessive, blasphemous heretic..."

The bishop let out a hoarse gasp, and the old man's dark eyes looked at the angel's sight full of hatred: "Even if I die, my soul will definitely ascend to the Star Kingdom, the Holy Spirit will not abandon His most devout believers! "

"Oh~ that's it..."

The middle-aged gentleman raised his eyebrows, touched his chin, and showed a thoughtful expression: "But my lord bishop, is there such a possibility? I mean it is possible..."

"Next, your soul will settle in the Kingdom of Storm God. You will not be able to survive or die. You will sink forever in the deep sea until the end of time..."

"No! No! Impossible...hehe...hahahaha...impossible...you must be talking nonsense..."

The old man also laughed along with the angel, but the next moment, the bishop tried his best to open his mouth wide, and he made his last roar and prayer before he was swallowed by the black sea.

The golden holy light rose from the surface of his tentacles, and the upper half of the bishop's body was instantly ignited by the holy light!

The invisible power of faith permeated the area in an instant.

The bishop is burning his own body with special power, he is sacrificing part of his flesh and blood, just to open up a bridge to communicate with the Holy Spirit, just to seek the hope of getting rid of hell.

"Great and merciful Holy Spirit!" He uttered the most pious cry in his life: "I ask you to give me the power to get rid of evil gods! Please save the pious believers who are in trouble!"

So during the self-sacrifice of Bishop Shengguang, the old man clearly felt that an invisible passage was opened by the power of his faith...

Yes, the God of Light does answer the prayers of dying believers.

"Haha...hehehehahahahahahahaha!! The Holy Spirit really responded! Really responded!"

The bishop let out a shrill laugh of ecstasy: "Have you seen it? Have you seen it? The great Holy Spirit has answered my prayer!"

But Charles frowned at this moment, because the red moon angel didn't see anything, and didn't feel the power of authority other than the storm, but the bishop in front of him kept saying that the Holy Spirit answered his prayer...

Something weird.

The bishop, who was in ecstasy, didn't care about the angel's expression. He swayed his tentacles, and the old man focused all his attention on the passage opened by the power of faith.

As a bishop for so many years, this is the first time the Holy Spirit has answered his prayer...

In a daze, the old man saw a bright golden sea of ​​stars, and then, the bishop's vision was gradually narrowed.

The dots of golden starlight grew bigger and bigger, and then...

The bishop saw an endless array of strange faces.

Every point of starlight is a head without facial features.

There are densely packed golden tentacles wriggling on the neck section under each weird head.

"Holy...God...?"

In the dull eyes of the old man, he saw a head that seemed to have found himself, so he... it squirmed the tentacles under the neck, and crawled along the passage of faith at a fast speed...

The next moment, the skin of the faceless head was torn, and it opened its mouth bit by bit.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Charles took a step back subconsciously, and he saw the bishop suddenly let out an unprecedented howl, and he saw traces of holy light on the bishop's body being pulled out alive along with the flesh and blood!

It was as if... he was being eaten by something...

God knows what atrocious torture the bishop was going through at this moment.

Charles frowned, and the middle-aged gentleman tightened the spring on the square camera. He operated the camera shutter with one hand and the trigger with the other. With a soft sound, the bishop's distorted face was frozen in the film.

"Even if your terrifying appearance is printed in the photo, it may be difficult to trade it." The Red Moon Angel shook his head and put the camera back into his pocket.

"Charles, come closer to me, stay away from him."

At this moment, Roy's voice suddenly sounded from behind Charles.

"Ah! Lord God..." The middle-aged gentleman was taken aback. The angel's wings rose and fell. Charles was already standing beside Roy, bowing his head respectfully towards the young man standing on the sea.

And Roy's face was quite dignified at this time, and the eyes of the gods naturally saw the star sea and the star incarnations of the God of Holy Light.

Fortunately, he has acquired the mental resistance against the starry sky, otherwise even gods would be affected by the starry sky.

"My lord, what happened to the Holy Light Bishop?" Charles asked curiously.

"It's better not to understand, it's too dangerous for you." Roy responded, watching the bishop howling and rolling under the bite of the incarnation of holy light.

The God of Holy Light is using the cruelest and most indifferent way to take away all the attributes of Holy Light from the dying believers.

But that's it.

Thunder's angry light crashed down, instantly piercing through that strange head.

At this moment, the Storm Lord made his own announcement to the golden starry sky: "This is my territory, and it's not your turn to help me teach others!"

(End of this chapter)