I Created the World

"Oh, do you think everyone in this world is the same as you! No desire, no desire, just thinking about spreading faith? Everyone has their own desires, and faith is just an excuse for them to satisfy their desires! And all I ask is It's such a little respect, but I can't get it!!"

Oliver growled hissing.

An Mixiu returned to calm, and he looked at Oliver, "Why are you so short-sighted? When we sit in this position under the crown, we are no longer the humble beggar, we have everything, the entire empire, It is also possible to come to the Kingdom of God in the future!

And you are still pursuing those ridiculous things, what is the respect of mortals?

When you become a god, do you still care about their eyes? Under the crown has given us all directions, but you are still staring at this thing in front of you..."

Oliver roared angrily before An Mixiu finished speaking: "Yes, my eyes are so short-sighted! I only need a few things, but I can't get them. What's the point of being a god!"

An Mi Xiu was silent, he didn't understand where, Oliver and he were no longer a person of the world.

He was stubborn and immersed in his own world, unable to listen to any persuasion.

"High priest Oliver betrayed his faith, slaughtered his brothers and sisters, and wrecked the people, and sentenced you to life imprisonment in the name of the crown."

An Mixiu never thought about killing Oliver, even if he was imprisoned for 15 years in that dark dungeon.

Hearing what Oliver said now, he felt that the other side was more pitiful.

And Oliver was the high priest appointed by Chen Luo, and An Mixiu was not qualified to kill him, only to imprison him.

Oliver had a sneering expression on his face. He stood up and stretched his fingers to look at An Mixiu. He laughed, "I... I will not accept your trial and mercy. I am the designated high priest under the crown, only the gods. Only then can I be judged, you... don't have this qualification! Ha ha ha ha, cough..."

"Oliver!"

Ami shook herself, and rushed to Oliver.

Oliver laughed, but at the moment blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the seat of God.

"Poisonous saliva!"

An Mixiu saw that Oliver's body began to erode and shrunk sharply, and there were odors coming out, he knew what Oliver swallowed.

An Mi Xiu wanted to save Oliver, but found that blood was constantly pouring from his body, but in a flash, Kung Fu was completely transformed into a pool of blood, and he was too late to save.

An Mixiu froze in place, and he didn't expect it to become like this.

An Mixiu looked at the blood on the throne and suddenly two lines of tears flowed out of her eyes.

He recalled what happened with Oliver until now, and everything is like a dream.

An Mixiu suddenly felt that his ideals and road were far harder than he thought. Oliver may be the first test and difficulty for him on this road.

After the news that Amitsu advanced to the ranks and regained control of the imperial capital, all the rebel priests of the Ansino Empire went to the city of Carlo to confirm that when they saw Amitsu himself, they immediately fell to their knees and pleaded guilty.

Amishu will naturally not dispose of these priests who finally came to him, not only pardoning their crimes of rebellion, but also personally seal them.

After fifteen years of division, the entire empire was reunited overnight, as if nothing had happened.

[History of the Underworld Holy Scriptures: In the 117th calendar year, the imperial emperor Gary II conspired to rebel, the high priest Oliver was coerced, injuring Pope An Mixiu, imprisoning the Pope in the palace dungeon.

In the year 132 of the Gregorian calendar, Pope An Mixiu's epic poems of the Jin rank broke through. The members of the Ansino royal family were everywhere, and Gary II saw that the situation was gone and poisoned the high priest Oliver.

In the same year, Pope An Mixiu announced that he would succeed the emperor of the empire. 】

In the inner square of the Underworld Temple, Oliver's high priest's dress was placed in a gorgeous coffin, and he would still be buried as the first generation of high priests in the Church of the Underworld.

In this incident, Oliver will exist as a victim. The crimes he committed will not be mentioned in history and records.

An Mixiu took the priests of the underworld and began to recite the scriptures in the Holy Scripture of the Underworld.

In a place invisible to the naked eye, Oliver’s state of soul emerged from the throne in the temple, and he stared blankly around.

"Am I dead?"

Oliver sensed a force calling him strongly, and he also understood at this moment that it was the place of death and the underworld.

Oliver did not resist, but followed the force and entered the underworld.

Here, he immediately saw a huge gate of the underworld rise from the end of the Styx, far away from the vast underworld.

"Oliver, the high priest of the Church of the Underworld, betrayed his faith, slaughtered brothers and sisters of the same faith, and wrecked the people. In the name of the **** of death, he will be sentenced to you forever in hell, to live forever, to eternity!"

The three trial angels in the underworld appeared in front of Oliver at the same time, and the central six-winged dark angel Ayagos announced his judgment on Oliver, and his sentence was exactly the same as An Mixiu, except for the difference in results.

As soon as he finished the sentence, thousands of black palms stretched out from the ground, entangled Oliver violently, erased all memories by the way, and was thrown onto the Styx.

Oliver turned into a black robe, covering his face, appeared on a small boat in the Styx, and became the second ferryman on the Styx.

Under the influence of Styx Power, Oliver will never be able to leave this ship, and Stygian Power will continue to erode his memory, making him never remember who he really is.

After Amesh held a state funeral for Oliver, he returned to the temple.

At the highest point of the temple complex, he looked down. The huge base allowed him to see the entire city of Carlo, a prosperous country created by him.

At this moment, An Mixiu suddenly felt a little tired.

Fifteen years, let him have enough time to think about what he did.

An Mixiu will naturally be proud of all the things he created, but Oliver's death makes him gradually tired of the world.

"I can't stop here yet, and I haven't completed the task assigned to me under the crown."

At this point, An Mixiu's eyes gradually stabilized.

And at this time, he suddenly had a flower in front of him, and he had already appeared in a gray world.

An Mixiu's expression suddenly changed, but he quickly calmed down. He looked up at the dim sun in the sky, and then looked at the entrance of the huge gate of the underworld not far away, waiting in large numbers in line The souls who entered the kingdom of death.

An Mixiu came to understand instantly, where is this.

This is the place where death ends, the destination of all souls, the underworld.

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