Chapter 1305 The impending crisis

Chapter 1305 The impending crisis

There was a dead silence in the office.

'Pietro', who had the consciousness of a saint, looked at the man calmly with his eyes as bright as the morning light.

"What answer do you want?"

After a while, she spoke and said slowly: "Is it them, yourself, or... is it us?"

"All of them."

Lorde is greedy, very greedy.

He finally had the opportunity to know the answer to all this, how could he let it go so easily.

His choice is... to have them all!

But unfortunately, the saint slowly shook his head under his gaze and said: "I can only tell you part of it, the rest...you need to find it yourself."

She didn't intend to tell everything.

At least, not now.

The saint didn't give him a chance to interrupt, and then said: "There are some things that I can tell you now, and some things... I can't tell you yet. You should be able to understand the reasons."

Hearing this, Lord frowned.

His eyes slowly moved down and were placed on the maroon desk. His index finger moved slowly and finally landed on a piece of paper. He looked at the saint with a deep look and said, "That thing... is really Does it exist?"

"Air, does it really exist?"

The sage did not answer his question, but asked a seemingly unrelated question.

Lord's eyes narrowed and he instantly understood what she meant.

Air is invisible and intangible.

But it actually exists, is closely related to the continuation of life, and is an indispensable important component.

In other words...the thing he asked about really exists!

"Next question."

Lord took a deep breath, did not continue to pester, and continued to ask: "Why do you have to choose me?"

What he wanted to know was.

As God's many legacies, the most important kingdom of God, "heaven" and "flowers", will be left to him to take charge of.

This question has been buried in his heart for a long time.

In fact, now that I think about it carefully, the fact that he received Constantine's request for help as early as in Chicago must have something to do with Michael. All of this is probably the result of what Heaven has already prepared.

Use Constantine to lure him to Chicago.

Then through the incident of Mammon, the logical fragments of hell, the Akkadian disk, and Michael who transformed into a cat were delivered to him.

Without the Akkadian Disc, he would not be able to open the Akkadian ruins, and naturally he would not be able to see Cain, let alone learn about the battle in heaven and some of God's memories.

Without God's memory and Cain, he would naturally not be able to find the "flower", let alone get the bronze cross left by God from the collector Lai Wan.

Without the bronze cross, it would have been impossible for him to go to the final place, let alone find the "Supreme Divinity."

Everything is too coincidental.

But he never believed that there were so many coincidences in the world.

If there is, it must be some kind of "inevitability"!

"Because... you are the chosen one."

The saint said calmly: "Only you can end all of this. What we have done is to guide you to end and end them."

"Michael, Lucifer, Gabriel, including me, we are all left by the Father to guide you... guides."

"So... I'm just your pawn?"

Lord's eyes were half closed, and there seemed to be a trace of anger that was slowly building up. His low voice was like thunder, echoing in the room.

"You were never... a pawn."

The saint said calmly: "No one can regard you as a chess piece. You are the chess player... playing with all living beings."

"I do not understand."

Lord frowned.

The saint was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a loud voice, like a revelation from heaven:

"One day..."

"Surrounded by seven imperial angels, she will descend to the broken infinite continent, shrouded in endless light and glory, and sit on the supreme throne of God."

"Gabriel will sound the trumpet of doom."

"Michael will crack open the end of darkness."

"Uriel will hold a flaming sword that will illuminate all directions."

"Raphael will heal the world's suffering."

"Laguirre will open the gates of heaven."

"Shariel will purify the world of filth."

"Remuel will wash away all sin."

"When the supreme being reaches her final destination, everything will come to an end."

"This is the final revelation left to us by the Almighty Father."

The saint looked at him meaningfully.

Lord's frown deepened: "It sounds familiar. Is it a prophecy of apocalypse in the Bible?"

"That's right."

The saint nodded and said, "It's just that the person in the prophecy is not me, but... you."

"Oh, it's a prophecy again."

Lord shook his head, a little irritated.

What he hates the most is prophecies, each of which does not speak human words, making it impossible for people to guess what it means.

"Compared to these so-called answers..."

The saint paused for a moment, then looked over his shoulder to the lawn outside the window, seeming to be watching something, and said calmly: "I think you should pay more attention to the near future."

"You mean... Carl and I?" Lord said.

"No." The saint shook his head and said, "I am referring to...them. I see that in the not-too-distant future, a greater disaster will soon befall us."

"So fast?!" Lord was shocked.

Immediately, he became a little puzzled and asked: "We just suffered a wave of heavy losses. Anyway, they shouldn't appear again in a short time, right?"

"Severe injuries?"

The saint laughed and shook his head, then sighed, with a hint of solemnity on his face, and asked: "Do you really think that the fraudster worked so hard to set up such a big game and lured you into the urn just for the sake of it?" Go and rescue that companion who only has one-third of his godhead?"

Originally, he didn't think there was any problem.

But after the saint asked this question, Lord immediately realized that something was wrong. With Nyarlathotep's nature, how could he spend so much effort just to do such a thing?

In order to rescue Yog-Sothoth, he also took on an incarnation of himself, but failed in the end.

This is compared to buying and selling, no matter how you look at it, you will lose money.

But the question is... can she suffer so easily?

The Lords asked themselves that although his plan was brilliant, it was far from enough to deceive Nyarlathotep and cause her to suffer such a big loss.

Thinking of this, his expression became a little solemn.

"You mean...she has other purposes?"

Lord's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice.

"Maybe she never thought about rescuing Yog-Sothoth." The saint sighed softly and said, "Rescue is not the goal, seeing her is the goal."

"But what's the purpose of just seeing...?" Lord was puzzled, so he asked.

"Yog-Sothoth...is the last of the three sealed gods."

The saint looked at the world outside the window and murmured: "That was the final decisive battle... No one knows what happened, and no one knows... what exactly she saw, and how the Almighty Father defeated the Three Pillars of God. of."

"Perhaps there is a secret hidden here that none of us know."

"And her purpose...is this secret!"

"I can feel...a huge darkness and shadow spreading towards you."