"end?"
Joker subconsciously looked up at the empty sky, and for some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine.
"Playing the mystic..."
"Come out, angel."
Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out, his eyes burning with blood-red light as he gazed at the sky, his gaze piercing through layers of darkness and barriers, meeting the enormous angel atop the dome.
The enormous, blood-red eyes met Fang Xiu's calm gaze.
The moment their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.
The angels watched over the world but never interfered, until a mortal glanced at them.
An angel has descended!
God should not be looked at directly.
boom!
At that moment, the world lost all color and sound, and the once dark sky instantly became as bright as day!
Countless rays of divine light shone down upon the earth, making it seem like paradise.
Indescribable murmurs arose, like millions of devout believers chanting hymns.
At that moment, people all over the world felt a strange palpitation, as if something had gripped their hearts. They all raised their heads in unison, looking at the sky in disbelief at the sacred light.
In the radiance, the angels slowly descended.
It was a huge, blood-red eye with six wings, and its wings were so white they were flawless, covered with vein-like threads that were constantly writhing.
His enormous, blood-red eyes held a godlike indifference.
He is so great that it is unbelievable, like a blazing sun descending to earth.
It was filled with countless incomprehensible and maddening ramblings.
All those who dared to look directly at Him went mad at that moment, their eyes filled with blood and tears, and they murmured strange syllables.
In the headquarters battlefield, all the fighting stopped at the same time. Those below the fourth rank were completely powerless to resist, their eyes filled with madness, muttering to themselves.
The fourth-tier figures looked horrified and frantically mobilized their domain power to protect themselves, thus briefly avoiding falling into madness.
However, under the divine light, their domain power was rapidly depleting, their faces turned deathly pale at a visible speed, and they unconsciously covered their ears with their hands, trying to resist the invading whispers.
Gradually, the murmurs emanating from the crowd grew more numerous and expansive, connecting into a continuous stream of sound.
Having experienced the baptism of the Taotie, Fang Xiu understood the strange babbling.
The murmur was: "Praise the angels!"
At this moment, the once invincible fifth-tier powerhouse Joker had fallen into a state of dementia.
He didn't scream, didn't run away, and his heart even stopped beating; the horror in his eyes had become tangible.
"An angel...?"
Suddenly, Joker snapped out of his daze, his whole body trembling violently like a sieve. He looked sharply at Fang Xiu, who remained calm, his eyes brimming with fear.
Only now did he fully understand what Fang Xiu meant by the apocalypse.
"You... what exactly are you? How can you summon a true demon god?!"
A mysterious god?
Fang Xiu's heart stirred slightly. So the angels had already transcended the level of the bizarre and could they be called bizarre gods?
"You're not worthy to know. Say your last words."
At this moment, the surrounding crowd became increasingly frenzied. Under the holy light, they began to hate their own filth and depravity, and one by one they picked up knives, cut open their own internal organs, and kept pulling them out.
Those without knives used their fingernails to frantically tear at their flesh, slicing it open layer by layer, and reaching their hands into their stomachs.
Although Joker was a fifth-tier cultivator, under the illumination of the Holy Light, the spiritual light within his body seemed to be burning and rapidly depleting.
He was scared and terrified.
Even someone as powerful as the Dean is terrified of strange gods like angels and the God of Happiness, let alone the Joker.
"No...don't kill me! My lord! I'm a ghost too! One of our own!"
Thump!
Joker knelt down, wagging his tail and begging for mercy from Fang Xiu like a stray dog.
After all, in his view, the angel was summoned by Fang Xiu.
Who was Fang Xiu? He dared not think about it, nor did he want to; he only wanted to live.
"Really, my childhood dream has been to become a part of the other side!"
"So, the way a fifth-tier expert begs for mercy is no different from that of an ordinary person. How ugly."
Fang Xiu shook his head, ignoring the dying man.
He raised his head and calmly gazed at the angel.
The angels were watching him too.
He was enveloped in indescribable babbling, and his eyes seemed to see something indescribable, with countless chaotic and disordered messages flooding into his mind through his eyes.
The angel seemed to be paying special attention to Fang Xiu, his gaze never leaving him.
I don't know if it was because it was summoned.
"You want me to praise you too?"
Fang Xiu's voice wasn't loud, but he knew the angels could hear him.
The grand hymns around me grew increasingly deafening, like the response of angels.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu laughed. His smile gradually widened, becoming twisted and ferocious, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty and violent light!
"Hehehe... Do you even deserve it?"
His arrogant, sinister laugh echoed throughout the hall, sounding particularly jarring amidst the pious murmurs of the crowd.
boom!
The entire world began to tremble and boil.
That's the wrath of angels!
God must not be profaned!
A blazing, dazzling, and sacred light shot out from the angel's enormous eyes.
The radiance transcended the distance of time and space, striking Fang Xiu's body directly.
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