It was raining heavily on the road, and the raindrops dripping from the sky seemed to have no end.
Heavy raindrops splashed in some puddles and covered the ground with a light mist.
The earth is wailing, the sky is crying, the once shining sun has disappeared in the gray sky, and everything here seems to have lost its temperature. In this unusual heavy rain, all Sydney residents are shivering.
In this heavy rain, a huge red giant was walking in the clouds. His every move seemed to have great power, making the whole of Sydney immersed in his fear.
The army has been completely shut down, and the tanks were crushed easily like toy cars without any ripples. The Sydney government evacuated urgently and sought international assistance. At this moment, the entire Sydney no longer has any combat capability. It seems that this place has become a hunting ground for this monster.
No...it's more like a canteen than a hunting ground.
Here, He can be free and eat whatever He wants. No one can stop Him. The remaining military forces in Sydney cannot stop Him at all. The shells can even penetrate His huge body!
He seems to be immune to all physical damage!
"What's going on?! What on earth is going on? Why would such a monster appear here?!"
Looking at the giant towering into the sky, a white-collar worker in a white shirt hid under his desk in the office, trembling and not daring to move, for fear that something might happen.
"roar--!!!"
A deafening roar suddenly sounded from a distance, and the sound got closer and closer, like a huge thunder. However, unlike thunder, this loud roar seemed to carry waves of strong mental attacks, making the white-collar worker hiding under the desk feel dazed and have a splitting headache.
His soul was being torn apart by an invisible force. Due to the connection between his soul and his body, he felt extremely painful. This feeling of being unable to live or die made him collapse step by step, and his soul gradually escaped the control of his body!
Souls one after another flew out of the city and rushed towards the huge figure. The huge figure gradually became lighter. To Him, souls seemed like some delicious delicacy.
"It's delicious, so delicious. I haven't tasted human food in years."
The evil god who lived on the bull-head mask and was only able to appear thanks to Yasuo Khan laughed wildly. The hunger that he had suppressed for thousands of years was completely released. Now he felt a little comfortable and felt that he had reached the peak.
As for the Yasuo Khanli nation?
Sorry, they are just tools. In His eyes, whether black or white, we are all human beings, there is no difference, just like two different kinds of ants, there is no difference.
What makes anyone different in Australia?
"Um?"
Suddenly, he felt a force stopping him. He turned around and saw George relentlessly attacking him, which made him feel a little dissatisfied: "Do you think I don't dare to fight back?!"
Although he was somewhat afraid of the master behind that power, he was also a god after all. Provoking him again and again was disrespectful to the gods!
The huge body began to turn around, and the huge eyes were staring at George. The mighty pressure of the gods expanded towards George!
"If this mortal is willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I might spare his life, hahahaha."
The evil god thought in his heart, he looked at George and increased his power, trying to force George to kneel down and beg for mercy.
It is better to resolve enemies than to create them. Try not to conflict with creatures of the same level. This is also the principle He follows in doing things.
George, who was being stared at by the evil god, felt as if his whole body was being stared at by a terrifying aura. His scalp was tingling and he felt uncomfortable all over. His knees couldn't help but want to kneel down, as if he couldn't bear the pressure.
"Kneel, mortal!"
The whisper of the ancient god echoed in George's ears. This whisper containing endless divine power became the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing George to have a mental breakdown!
George's knees were broken and he fell directly to the ground. His head could not bear the pressure of the ancient god and was pressed to the ground. Blood flowed freely from the wounds.
Even so, George's lips were still trembling, and he kept praying: "Great Eternal Night, please grant me endless power, please... please come..."
George's voice gradually grew louder, starting from here and spreading outward, with him as the center, and began to spread to the whole of Sydney.
Gradually, all the people in Sydney heard George's prayer. Faced with this scene, most people suddenly woke up and realized that there is a true God in this world!
The missionaries of the Church of Eternal Night have not yet spread throughout Australia, and their faith is only practiced in a few major cities. However, due to this sudden sound, everyone has begun to pray to the Eternal Night, asking for the coming of the true God.
“God, save your people!”
"Great Lord of Eternal Night, you are the only true God in the world, you are the master of everything, you..."
"Eternal Night, praise the Eternal Night. You are higher than the stars, and you are more profound than the starry sky..."
Various prayers were heard in Sydney, and their wishes gradually increased, achieving extremely powerful wishes.
In response, the ancient god who lives on the bull-head mask expressed disdain: In his impression, all gods are almost the same as him, and humans are nothing more than pets, toys, and food to them. Would you pay attention to a prayer for food?
Others may not know, but He wouldn't do that anyway. He also estimated that the Lord of Eternal Night was the same and would not pay any attention to these ants at all.
"Cry out in pain, tiny insects! The more you suffer, the more I like it."
The evil god was excited in his heart. Based on the source of this willpower, he could complete the harvest more easily.
Speaking of which, he should thank the 'Lord of Eternal Night' whom he had never met. If it weren't for him, he would have had to spend more time.
But now...
The evil god turned his gaze to George, who was kneeling on the ground with blood constantly flowing out. The corners of his mouth raised with a hint of sarcasm: I'd better kill you first, you bug.
I had originally spared him, but he insisted on coming to deliver it, so naturally I would not show him mercy.
The ancient god's hand was slowly raised, and was about to kill George like squeezing a bug, but suddenly stopped, feeling that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.
The rain stopped.
In the distance, a strange figure appeared on the horizon.
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