At this moment, he suddenly felt lonely as he repeated himself.
…Like, a kind of loneliness that is destined to end.
A loneliness on the verge of death.
A kind of loneliness that has gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, walked through the complicated world, and finally fell into nothingness. Thousands of adventures, thousands of smiles and tears, will eventually turn into nothing.
"I'll give you a camellia..."
The petals flutter.
He lowered his head and covered his heart.
A white camellia fell into his palm.
…
[“May glory and praise be to our Heavenly Father, who, with His infinite love and grace, grants us every blessing and joy in our lives.”]
[“May glory be to the Lamb of God, who with his flawless holy hands has opened the dusty book of heaven and led all things into the sacred mysteries and eternal wisdom that he has predestined.”]
[After everyone finished praying, they picked up their knives and forks and walked towards the dining table.]
【——The Last Supper】
…
"...The Lighthouse God will forgive your sins."
Boris, a blond, green-eyed young man wearing a crown and a holy robe, placed his hand on the forehead of a believer.
A halo floated out from the believer's forehead and merged into a glass lighthouse model in Burris's hand. A line of handwriting appeared: [Faith value: 9829/].
This is the "faith" collector created by Boris, similar to Siber's rusty key. If it reaches the point, it means that the faith value has reached the minimum limit of becoming a god.
Boris has been collecting the beliefs of Rovatha and creating the image and scriptures of the "Lighthouse God". His profession makes his preaching have a brainwashing effect. Today, the "Lighthouse Cult" is spread across many countries in Rovatha.
"It's already 9829 o'clock, Father God..." Boris raised the corners of his lips.
He stuffed the glass lighthouse into his arms and headed to the next country to preach.
This would be his only and final undertaking until the final endnote arrived.
…
【Number of days: 5 days/25 days】
【Day 5.】
[You have killed the Lord of the Abyss, Letosli, and are ranked 27th in the sequence.]
【Let’s move towards the future! 】
…
After following the traces of God for a day and a night, Su Mingan arrived at the Plague Island in the evening.
The sky was blood red, and was covered with crimson clouds that were crowded together like fish scales.
Thousands of undead, liches, zombies, and bonesmiths, stepping on the hellish magma, blocked Su Mingan's way and forbade any stranger to enter this place.
Su Ming'an closed his eyes slightly, his left hand was like crystal, with bright red Lycoris and roses blooming, and scarlet branches and leaves curled around his fingers - this was a new skill he discovered, combining flowers with weapons to enhance the weapon's blood-sucking ability.
Facing countless sharp bone knives, Su Mingan remained calm.
"Who are you! What are you doing here!" shouted an undead.
"I'm here to find someone." Su Ming'an recited calmly, like a dirge before a funeral: "Plague Demon Alexia. She created plagues, viruses and diseases in the world, and spread smallpox, the Black Death and cholera."
Before the undead could reply, a green figure flashed by and attacked Su Mingan!
Su Ming'an was not at all flustered. He moved his left hand, and the Devouring Claw of Theselotis was raised from bottom to top, piercing through the figure fiercely!
"Drip, drip..." blood flowed down.
A beautiful woman with emerald horns on her forehead, wings on her back, emerald spider webs all over her upper body, and her lower body curled up like a python, covered her chest, choking on blood, staring at Su Mingan with bloodshot eyes. It was the plague demon Alexia.
He expected that he would be attacked, after all, he had taken refuge with the Lord of the End of All Things. But he did not expect that the one who came to attack him was not the gods, but a young man who looked too young!
"Kill him! Kill him for me! Damn it, who is this person? Why can one claw of him make me so weak!" The woman's face was pale and bleeding.
“Swish, swish, swish——!” A wave of white bones swept in, but in a sudden surge of space waves, all turned into white bone powder.
The dark brown robe flew to one side, leaving traces from the slender belt. The figure of the black-haired young man was like a flying swallow in the sky, and the next moment, he landed next to Alexia.
Alexia's various viruses could not penetrate the Lamb Barrier around him.
With a wave of the crystal-like claws, it instantly pierced through His body!
"ah--!"
He let out a miserable howl and slowly fell down.
Blood and tears flowed from her emerald eyes, and she fell to the ground and said angrily:
"You... who are you? Olivers... Olivers, is that you? You're here to avenge me, to avenge me for killing your sister Si Hua with the plague..."
Su Mingan's pupils shrank a little, as if he had just heard terrible news while casually drinking tea. He closed his eyes and shook his head:
"No."
"I'm not Olivers, my name is...Su Ming'an."
"I am not judging you for your sins, nor will I use becoming a god and saving two worlds as an excuse to highlight my own nobility."
"Hate me. I am a ruthless villain who kills people without mercy. I am not the great and glorious [Savior Olives], I am Luowasha's [Villain Su Ming'an]."
He closed his eyes and swung his claws for the last time.
"puff!"
The moment the blood spurted out, everything was silent.
When a god dies, countless undead souls, liches, zombies, and bonesmiths all turn into bone powder and disappear.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
The world is so quiet.
Su Mingan retracted his claws, and bright red Lycoris radiata and roses bloomed between his fingertips.
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