At this time, Gotover happened to look at the Pope and was about to say something when he was interrupted. He frowned and glanced at Jiang Chen, but continued his words.

"Your Holiness, if I remember correctly, the last time we met was three hours ago. I bent over to present your steward with a gift that had taken me half an hour to prepare, and you simply glanced at me as you passed by."

"At that time I..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

A black light flashed, and a bloody hole appeared between Gotofer's eyebrows. He stared with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The moment he encountered danger, a breath of energy in his body awakened, his skin and flesh cracked, and bloody tentacles emerged from his head.

The momentum at that moment even surpassed that of the Pope of the Gods.

However, he still fell down, and the changes in his body stopped. He became a strange corpse with an octopus-like head and a human body.

Everyone was stunned and there was dead silence throughout the place.

Some people stared at Gotofer's body, expecting the "resurrection of the gods" that they had witnessed to happen, and the next second he would stand up like a dead man.

However, such a scene did not occur.

When Gotover's death was confirmed.

Fear crawled up the spines of everyone present like maggots. They stared blankly at the young man. Just now, he just moved his fingers, and the most powerful believer in the god in this city died.

This means that as long as he wants, no one in the field can walk out alive.

After all, the gift Gotofer received was said to be on another level, far surpassing that of other believers.

"You, you..." Someone was frightened.

A dark shadow passed by.

He fell too, his chest split open, and a pile of colorful dead snakes scattered on the floor.

"Gentlemen." Jiang Chen smiled and glanced at everyone in the room. This time, they all lowered their heads without exception.

"I came here for only one reason: to kill your god."

This one sentence was so deafening that it made a figure at the top of the secular society tremble uncontrollably.

"I would like to ask if anyone here knows how I can get closer to your God?"

"Don't be impatient, think about it slowly."

"But Jiang believes in one principle: if a person has no value, there's no need to exist."

After saying this, he smiled and looked to his left at a fat old man with a cane. The old man was so frightened that he couldn't breathe smoothly. He covered his heart and stammered, "Get...close to God, I, I, I don't..."

Before he could finish his words, the old man's body exploded.

The mutated internal organs and limbs were scattered everywhere.

Jiang Chen then turned his gaze to the next person. The other person looked to be only in his thirties. It was obviously not easy for him to climb to such a high position. However, he seemed to have been brainwashed particularly severely, and he shouted angrily at this time.

"You are blaspheming God!"

"puff"

A handful of blood mist exploded.

When the remaining bigwigs saw this scene, their bodies trembled as if they had the hiccups. If they didn't understand what "don't like nonsense" meant at first, they now understood it very deeply.

This man is the type who, if he can kill someone, will never say a word.

This iron-blooded method completely broke through the psychological defenses of a group of people in high positions.

Soon someone knelt down and proposed a barely feasible solution.

Jiang Chen laughed. Sometimes, people are much easier to deal with than monsters. After all, the monsters in the restricted area are fearless and often don't know what fear is.

These clever gentlemen were very cooperative.

As long as we kill a few of them, their attitude will immediately improve.