Chapter 567 Holy Killing
——I'm not dead yet...
——I want to...live...
Moses fell to the ground. His wounds from his fall from the cross healed quickly, but his body became even weaker because he had just escaped from death.
Why are you still alive? --have no idea.
Why can you live? --have no idea.
It was as if a thousand bees were buzzing in the mind of the Hebrew prophet, and his thoughts were confused and like mush. Many fragmented memory fragments kept pouring out of his mind and then disappearing. He saw himself standing high in the sky, with hundreds of millions of creatures worshiping and obeying like ants. He saw angels with wings surrounding his feet like an ocean, and all he had to do was stretch out his hand and point forward.
The galaxies will be shattered, the void of the universe will be dyed pure white, the immeasurable light will wash away all evil in the world, and everything will obey.
——My Lord, my Lord, you have not given up on me...
He struggled and climbed up from the ground. Although thinking is still very difficult, every movement of the brain is accompanied by continuous noise, as if there is something huge and sleeping in the brain. But the fact that he is still alive means the power of the gods. It must be Yahweh who exerted his supreme power to save his life from the hands of those betrayers.
Praise Yahweh.
Always praise.
——And the betrayer will definitely get revenge.
Moses gritted his teeth. As much as he trusted Aaron in the past, he hated him now. But the life that comes back from the dead is precious. If you want to take revenge, you must at least repair this body first.
The wild fruits in the wilderness look delicious...
Just as he was about to reach out to pick the wild fruits, a stern warning sounded in his mind - this land has been polluted, and everything that grows from the land carries the poison of paganism.
Moses couldn't understand it - in his eyes, the land was cleansed and plump due to the sanctification phenomenon, so much so that fruit trees grew on the wasteland, and clear and sweet spring water flowed under his feet. The air was fresh and sweet with honey. The so-called land flowing with milk and honey was everywhere he looked.
But his god forbade him to use it.
——The fruit must be poisonous.
He could only say this to himself, the weather had turned cold, and he took difficult steps closer to the inhabited areas - he had to carefully bypass those large towns and settlements, because the Hittites were still in this large area. Parading on the ground, hunting any surviving Hebrews in the name of Warmaster, and from time to time in the sky, there would be groups of pagan angels flying by with wings on their backs.
——This land has fallen. Only through fire from heaven and a great flood can the kingdom of the Lord come again.
Moses believed.
He must believe.
He was thirsty, hungry, and tired, but he had to continue struggling to walk in the wilderness. Avoiding the hordes of Hittite chariots, he knew that the most dangerous places were the safest places to go.
Go north, continue north. Passing through the land of the Hittites and heading to the place once briefly occupied by the Hebrews - he struggled alone in the wasteland for seven days and nights. Every second he felt that he would die in the next moment, but his body But still struggling to survive.
Struggle, keep struggling.
He saw this as a test from God, and he knew he had a heavy responsibility. The will of God Yahweh seemed to be inhabiting the depths of his body, and he had to find a way out for himself and his god.
God did not issue a second command. There seemed to be silence.
And Moses tried his best not to think about the final outcome of that war. He just kept walking towards the north.
Until there were no more Hittite chariots behind him, until he finally found a country house unguarded by pagan angels.
"Please give me some wine and some old unleavened bread. There is a disease in my intestines, so I can only eat this." Moses begged the owner of the hut, but he did not dare to eat it because it was considered by the pagans. Anything that grows on the ground sanctified by God, so he relies on his aging appearance to make claims. "Just take pity on the old man, otherwise I will starve to death here."
The owner of the hut was a young man who seemed to have been in the military, and his hands had calluses from handling weapons. But what he is holding now should be an ordinary paintbrush, and he is no longer good at fighting.
That was good, it was easy to kill such a man - Moses needed the food in his hands, and needed a lot of it.
But Moses did not take action immediately - the man entertained him warmly and did not ask where he came from. Perhaps it was because the appearance of this bad old man was really good at camouflage, and Moses was also hungry and tired. If possible, he would have liked to take a nap after the meal.
"You can rest in my room, old man." The young man lit the fire for Moses. "The weather is getting cold, and an old man like you needs a stable bed."
He lit more than one fire and kept the room warm. Satisfied with this, Moses decided to kill him in his sleep as payment for the food and lodging.
"God will protect you, precious young man. Please tell me your name so that I can remember it in the future."
The young man smiled. His name was very ordinary - Moses had already seen his name from the door plate and knew that he was called Adolf.
"Just sleep peacefully, old man. Everything will be fine when you wake up."
Ah, yes, everything will be fine.
Moses lay on the bed contentedly. He looked forward to his next move in his sleepiness - occupying this place was only the first step, and when his body recovered slightly, he would then go to find his own people - to be with him. The Hebrews who left Egypt had no hope, but they remembered that there were still many inferior mixed-race Hebrews in this land. I can definitely gather them and let them worship God Yahweh. They will definitely be grateful for this, because they have crossed that solid threshold and become their own noble species.
And after that, he will re-establish the glory of God Yahweh - God will reward him and even share God's throne. Because this is the rule of the Hebrews, the God of the Hebrews should agree with it.
He thought as he drifted deeper and deeper into his dream. A beautiful tomorrow is waiting for him, and the next step is just——
‘Gu——’
Severe pain.
Severe headache.
My limbs were weak and limp, my abdomen was nauseated, and I couldn't help but retching.
Moses opened his eyes suddenly and fell off the bed.
‘Push—’ His body fell to the ground. The powerful body is completely unable to drive at this moment. However, he clearly tested the food very carefully. He knew that they were clean enough, otherwise his body would have warned of a crisis long ago!
"Sure enough, you barbarians just have a powerful body. But you know nothing about modern knowledge."
A voice came out, and he saw a man wearing a breathing mask, standing quietly in another part of the room. "Your body will react to the poison. But a body that is too powerful needs an equal amount of energy to drive it. And you who live in the hot soil of Egypt have never known what carbon monoxide poisoning is."
Strong cells require a strong supply of oxygen, and once they are taken out of energy-saving mode due to food intake, their demand for oxygen will not weaken immediately in a short period of time. And it is indeed impossible for the Hebrews, who have never seen snow in their lives, to understand what carbon poisoning is!
"I'm just an...ordinary old man..." Moses stretched out his hand to Adolf with great effort. He couldn't understand what was happening now. But he knew that the mask on Adolf's face must be useful!
But he failed - Adolf was not standing in the room at all. He was standing outside the window, having just spoken from a distance using a rope microphone from the trench.
"Maybe you don't recognize me." The former soldier said slowly, admiring the Hebrew prophet's struggling and squirming. "But I recognize you, and I watched you attack Berlin. I originally thought that I would not, or need to, kill another person in this life. But for you, I am willing to break the promise I made to myself."
'ah--! ’ Moses growled and stumbled against the window. His weak fingers scratched repeatedly on the glass panel, leaving behind a ferocious face with eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.
He fell.
"Farewell, Hebrews... no, King of the Jews." Adolf said calmly, and he waited for a few more minutes.
He had no intention of opening the door or lighting a fire.
He just feels...
"It's time for me to take a shower," he said.
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"So, this is the last step." - It was not Jiang Yu who spoke.
And Jiang Yu's perception has already brought the entire suspended pavilion under control. Now, the entire ruins is his melting pot.
"What's the last step?" - Someone looked at Chu Xuan and said, just now, it was naturally Chu Xuan who spoke.
Chu Xuan did not answer—no direct answer.
"Yahwei's all-knowing spiritual light has two weaknesses." He said lightly: "First, it cannot bypass the Lord God and directly obtain the information and ideas in our hearts. Second, it cannot transcend this world and have no influence on this universe. Interfering with things outside the world. Therefore, this is limited omniscience with flaws.”
"And among these two items, it does not include that it must not be used from the beginning - as the wise man of the Central Continent team, I must take this into consideration. I must take into account that Yawei can manage to transcend the perception of the body, from Omniscient at the outset. And then all our subsequent plans would be completely revealed."
"Then, based on this basis, I must re-judge Yawei's ultimate purpose - the main god has provoked this war, and the corresponding back-up must be abundant. The probability that it will reverse the ritual and interfere with the ontology is extremely slim, or rather , its biggest enemy is not so much the main body in the ancient world, but the main god."
The furnace has been completed, and everything in heaven and earth has been completely sealed.
And Chu Xuan's eyes looked around.
"So, its first goal should be to escape from the Lord God's gaze, and then make plans. Then, deceiving the Lord God's judgment is the goal it must achieve. And the only way to escape from this world is us. These are just reincarnations."
"It has to die." Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses. "Death is inevitable, but it is not dead. It quietly lurks in one of us by transferring itself into a blessing or strengthening. And only in this way, can it escape from here, or even Use the power of the Lord God from the inside to get in touch with the heavens, and even counterattack the main body - after all, the Lord God is indeed the greatest power it can borrow."
His eyes rested on someone.
"I made some preparations for this - I placed Zhu Wen, who had not been able to completely defeat her own bloodline, in the land of Canaan closest to Mount Sinai. I deliberately disturbed Horus's rituals and stole the ritual materials to provide The members of the second line have increased their potential. And this is undoubtedly an excellent time to intervene, because in its eyes I am a smart person, so if someone makes an abnormal breakthrough on the battlefield, I will only think that my strategy is powerful. "
"Do you think so?" Chu Xuan's eyes were focused on the member of the Zhongzhou team who had the lowest sense of presence. "Perception suddenly explodes and jumps directly to the zero point of the third level."
He said.
And the next moment, there was a pure white light flashing in the depths of Ling Dian's eyes - the dead center was marked on everyone present in an instant. But the next moment, a pure white figure screamed and was nailed out of Zero Point's body by a black rune blade!
Not Jiang Yu, not Zheng Zha, not even Zhan Lan. All the methods of the three of them, the pure white figure can already rely on omniscience to deal with them.
It's Zhao Yingkong.
All her preparations, all her lurking, all her efforts to hide from everyone were just for this moment.
Her role was deliberately downplayed in Chu Xuan's layout, so much so that even the reincarnations themselves forgot that she was actually equivalent to the holder of the light of the soul in the strong four, and the complete death rune happened to have the God-killing function!
She is not in omniscience.
Because she will not take action in all plans. Her strength was disguised in the Tribulation of the First Son, so that the entire world's messages were only engraved with the level of combat power that was at the third level at most!
The pure white figure screamed, a roar of despair. Because it is really only the last step away from success.
It even deceived the Lord God’s attention!
"Impossible! You actually - you actually! Who are you - how can you count to this extent!?" It stared at Chu Xuan, its eyes full of unbelievable resentment.
He really doesn't look like a god at all - as an inner demon, he fits perfectly.
"Just a wise man from the Zhongzhou team." Chu Xuan stretched out his hand, and an old-fashioned revolver fell into his hand. Load the gun, load the gun, pull the holster, and put the weapon into use with only one round.
And he handed the gun into the hands of Ling Dian, who looked complicated.
"I thought about it for a long time, and finally found you an enhancement with sufficient potential and low side effects, but the exchange requirements are too high. But now, everything is fully prepared."
"Come." He nodded towards Zero. "Kill God, kill the Creator. And then..."
"Become a [Holy Killer]!"
‘Bah—! ’