In the dazzling holy light, only Su Mu had his eyes open, and the holy light seemed to have no effect on him.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Everyone was stunned by the vast divine power and froze in place.
As he gazed, the distorted statue on the top of the mountain began to blur, as if it was about to be erased by the holy light.
That's right, this attack of his was aimed at the statue. The Twisted Bishop was just a puppet of God. If the statue was not dealt with, the bishop could be reborn continuously under the influence of divine power.
Soon, the statue could no longer hold on and melted away bit by bit under the influence of the holy light. When the statue collapsed, a tiny twisted vortex emerged out of thin air.
Su Mu knew too much about divinity, and he recognized it as the divinity of the God of Distortion at a glance!
Seeing that his divinity was about to be consumed by the holy light, he hurriedly closed the Eye of God. At the same time, the Touch of God extended from his body, extending infinitely. It instantly reached the top of the mountain, rolled towards the twisted divinity, and successfully captured it.
The next moment, the distorted divinity entered his body, and the three divinities in his soul simultaneously exerted force to suppress it. They easily calmed down the severely weakened distorted divinity and integrated it into their soul.
At the moment of fusion, crystal blue light flashed in Su Mu's eyes, and countless twisted whirlpools appeared out of thin air around him. It was the space around him that was constantly twisting.
He closed his eyes, and a mysterious dream emerged.
The dream world kept surging, giving Su Mu a strange feeling, as if it was ascending in dimension. The dreams were getting higher and higher, and at the same time, closer to reality, and even interacting faintly with the nightmare world.
"Lord God's Messenger, are you okay?" Hongye's worried voice sounded.
Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes, and all the strange visions disappeared. The dazzling holy light also dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Nothing."
Gradually, everyone was able to open their eyes, but when they saw the scenery clearly, they were stunned.
The statue...is gone!
Most of the mountain disappeared, and the part above the mountainside disappeared out of thin air along with the statue, as if it had been annihilated.
Not only that, all the twisted people also died, as if their souls had been sucked out. Of course, the Original God Cult also suffered heavy losses. Only a few hundred people were still standing in the field, and the rest died as a result of sacrifice.
However, the twisted bishop did not die, and Su Mu deliberately spared his life.
"No!!" The twisted bishop roared in despair. Looking at the disappearing statue, his eyes were bloodshot. His body, which was originally held together by divine power, now showed signs of splitting apart again. Large chunks of flesh and blood fell from his body.
But he didn't react at all, still looking in the direction of the statue in despair.
"This is impossible! The God of Distortion is invincible, invincible!!" He walked towards the statue tremblingly, with more and more flesh and blood falling off his body.
Before he could take a few steps, his body completely fell apart and broke into countless pieces.
Even so, the Twisted Bishop is not dead yet. His broken head is still wriggling on the ground. He is going to find his own God!
At this moment, an exquisite and luxurious snake-patterned wooden cane fell in front of his face, blocking his way.
The bishop looked up and saw a figure as gentle as jade.
"you......."
Su Mu gently took out his brown glasses from his pocket and put them on his face again, covering his deep eyes. He glanced at the bishop and said in the same contemptuous tone as always: "Remember what I said, you and your god...are equally ridiculous."
The bishop had a ferocious look on his face, but a moment later, his eyes were blank.
He was hypnotized and was already on the verge of death, and was completely unable to resist Su Mu's hypnosis.
While his life was still before it completely dissipated, Su Mu asked for information about the first generation of Red King.
"Tell me what you know about the Blasphemer."
The bishop opened his mouth with difficulty: "The blasphemer broke into this place three years ago. He attacked the temple and stole the right hand of the statue, then left."
Su Mu's eyes moved slightly. He was worthy of being the first generation Red King. His strength should not be underestimated. Although the Twisted Bishop was only at the gold level, there was the Twisted Statue standing behind him. The power of the god could not be blocked by gold.
He sacrificed tens of thousands of original believers to bless the Eye of God, and only then was he able to deal with the statue. However, the first Red King broke into the temple alone, cut off the statue's right hand, and walked away. His strength was unfathomable.
"He wanted to cut off the statue's right hand?"
"To steal the power of God."
Was the first Red King also seeking divinity?
Su Mu's mouth curled up slightly. It was interesting. He had relied on a special dream to merge the divinity. Did the first generation of Red King steal the divinity for the purpose of merging? What did he rely on? The Supreme Heaven?
"Where did he go after he left?"
"He...he went..."
The bishop's voice suddenly stopped, and there was no sound at all. Having lost the support of the twisted divine power, he was able to survive until now entirely relying on his foundation as a strong golden man.
Su Mu frowned slightly. He hated the Riddler, even if the bishop didn't mean it.
"Is the Lord God's Messenger looking for the blasphemer?" Hongye walked over respectfully.
Su Mu nodded: "Do you know the Blasphemer?"
Hongye's expression became more respectful. After all, she had just seen the Lord Messenger of God use the Eye of God to wipe out the statue of the hostile sect. This feeling was no different from seeing a miracle.
"My Lord, the Blasphemer has long been wanted by the entire prison. He is a loner, powerful and mysterious. He has been attacking various major sects for many years. It is for this reason that he is called the Blasphemer."
This was something Su Mu had not expected. He had thought that the first Red King had only attacked the Twisted Cult, so he was called a blasphemer by the Twisted Bishop. But it turned out that the Cult was attacking indiscriminately, and every sect was equally affected.
He couldn't help but raise the strength of the first generation Red King again. A man who could attack various sects and remain alive, even with the help of the Supreme Heaven, such strength was terrifying enough.
"Then where is he now?" Su Qing dragged her seriously injured body over and asked anxiously.
Hongye turned her head slightly, glanced at Su Qing, then turned to look at Su Mu, and asked respectfully: "Lord God's Messenger, who is this......"
"This is the servant I recruited after I descended to the mortal world."
There was a flash of anger in Su Qing's eyes, as if she was going to show her fangs and claws in the next second, but she still held back. She was more concerned about the whereabouts of the first generation Red King, or to be more precise, the whereabouts of Zhi Gaotian.
Her father’s life or death is not important; what is important is that the Supreme Heaven cannot be lost.
"I see." Hongye looked at Su Qing with a hint of envy in her eyes. To be able to become the servant of Lord God is a blessing that can only be earned after several lifetimes. As long as she serves Lord God well, wouldn't it be a sure thing that she will go to heaven in the future?
"The blasphemer is dead."
"How did he die?"
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