Book of Gods and Demons

Joe’s jump and promotion were much faster than the pope and the pope, who were full of divine light.

When the pope and the pope were still undergoing the transformation of the soul by the law of distorted faces, Joe almost slobbered, he successfully surpassed the barrier between man and god, and easily stepped into the realm of gods.

The crimson eyes in Joe's mind disappeared.

His soul...oh, no, his soul and the pair of eyes are perfectly integrated with the crimson instinct.

In his mind, there is only one huge, magnificent, brilliant, and tens of thousands of perfectly geometrically cut crystals quietly suspended.

This spar is like a huge pear-shaped diamond.

But on the surface of the crimson spar, tens of thousands of cut surfaces, every side is glistening with dazzling light.

Laplace smiled softly, and a crimson light curtain appeared in front of Joe again at this moment.

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Divine: Crimson

Status: Gods rank 13 (the power of gods is 21, the recovered you have the strength of 13 and you are very powerful at this moment)

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Joe's consciousness was a little dazed.

In front of his eyes, countless pictures flashed... all of them belonged to crimson memories.

He saw the birth of Medland.

He saw the truth about Taikoo.

He saw the origin of Al.

He even saw the ontology of Laplace.

What a vast, unpredictable, ancient, and great existence... even Crimson itself is also Laplace's creation!

"You don't just know everything..." Joe muttered to himself.

Doorman No. 7's ears trembled. While busy, he turned his head and took a deep look at Joe: "Little guy, omniscient...this is a taboo...hahaha, there is no omniscient person, in this world, it's impossible. …"

Joe raised his right arm.

When he first saw Gatekeeper No.7, he was full of aversion and awe...even a deep hatred for Gatekeeper No.7.

He couldn't wait to kill the janitor number seven.

But at that time, his instinct controlled his impulse-with Joe's power at that time, if he shot the gatekeeper number seven, he would be instantly suppressed, and there was no resistance.

But at the moment.

After being promoted successfully, Joe felt that Gatekeeper No. 7 was not strong enough.

Even if his peak strength was exceptionally strong, he just woke up from a long deep sleep. Before he could fully recover his strength, he rushed here all the way, with the ancient gods, and the brothers and sisters of Mu and Mutesist. Two entangled.

At this moment, the janitor No.7, in Joe's judgment, is probably the appearance of the fourteenth order of the gods...the strongest is the fourteenth, and the most likely is the same as Joe's strength at the moment.

In Joe's mind, the huge crimson spar was shining brightly.

His judgment and perception are all thousands of times stronger than before promotion, tens of thousands of times stronger.

His judgment, his perception, cannot be wrong.

Joe's right palm was like a knife, and with a ‘pouch’, he pierced through the heart of the janitor No.7 from behind.

"There is no omniscient? Of course... but I know, where is your fatal point." Joe looked at the janitor number seven, his eyes turned crimson.

The heart of the gatekeeper number seven is indeed not in the heart of a normal person.

His heart is deep in the center of the abdominal cavity, protected by a dense bone plate.

But Joe's precise and severe blow directly broke his heart.

A crimson light flooded into the body of the gatekeeper No. 7 along the palm of Joe's hand, madly destroying his body, bombarding the laws he mastered, shattering, infecting, and devouring the huge divine power in his body.

"You..." The janitor No. 7 widened his eyes and looked at Joe blankly: "Little guy...I am optimistic about your...future...but..."

"But, I am not optimistic about your future!"

Joe's voice became cold and merciless,

At this moment, he is not the little fat man who jumped out of Tulum Harbor, who burned his brain out of illness when he was a child, and was a little vague.

He is no longer the little fat man who has returned to normal after awakening and is bluffing in Hyderabad.

He is not even that... his relatives, his friends, the people he loves, and the people who love him are familiar with. That character is not perfect, but kind enough, gentle, friendly, and simple enough in nature.

He is blush now.

Palm war.

Palm killing.

Palm death, plague, horror, and all the destruction and negative effects brought about by it... crimson.

Or, you can simply call him-Lord of Destruction.

"Al, should it exist?" Joe stared at the janitor No. 7's rapidly dimming eyes: "No, humans shouldn't exist."

The pupil of the gatekeeper number seven shrank suddenly. He gritted his teeth and hissed and roared, "Is it...you...?"

Joe shook his right hand hard.

A terrifying force that exterminated everything erupted, and a crimson light spurted from every pore of Gatekeeper No. 7, and this powerful Elder was silently turned into a plume of fly ash.

Joe's crimson power swallowed all the power of Gatekeeper Seven.

Joe was hot.

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"Joe!" Margaret III hissed and screamed. She flew up and slapped Joe's face hard: "What are you doing? Are you going to kill everyone in Medland?"

Losing the control of the Gatekeeper Seven, the starlight emitted by the Medland Axis quickly dimmed.

Those ancient gods immediately regained their spirits

They roared and swayed, and violent divine power fluctuations swept across the void.

High in the sky, one by one passages leading to the Dirac Sea are formed out of thin air, and the terrifying tides of the four basic elements are pouring down like the Tianhe River, continuously injecting into the bodies of these ancient gods.

Both Mu and Muteste were horrified and moved.

They cried, and screamed the servants of God to speed up their attack.

More than a thousand **** servants continued to slaughter these ancient gods, but the ancient gods shook their bodies and divine power, and easily blasted these **** servants for thousands of miles.

"Two...interesting...little bugs." Dess, the Lord of Death, flew into the sky, lightly waved the sickle in his hand, he looked at Mu He Mu Tistus maliciously, and kept sending out the'Jie Jie' strange. laughter.

Mu and Muteste stood side by side, and they looked at these ancient gods proudly: "Your time is over..."

"This is not for you to say!" U Jie'er, the guardian of dreams, turned into a huge ball of light and floated into the sky. His voice was louder than Dess: "We are the masters of Medland... Medland was created. At that moment, we were born..."

Qingque stared blankly at the point where the janitor No. 7 had disappeared.

Hearing the conversations of the gods, he suddenly screamed hysterically: "You idiots, we built Medland...it's us!"

"We are the real masters of Medland...you are just a bunch of idiots who are holding us back!"