Monthly Calculation System in Pokémon

The moment of the fateful battle has arrived. Carlos' power gradually condenses, the power of the wings of the Apocalypse Bird on his body gradually deepens, and the power in his body becomes extremely pure.

“Hahahahaha… Looks like I can kill my two enemies in one fell swoop today. Since you don’t agree with my ideals, then turn into ashes.”

In an instant, all the believers rushed towards Carlos, but Carlos did not say anything but just clenched the confession in his hand. The power emitted by this Z-level ego even approached Bai Ye.

"boom!"

With Carlos's light knock, an apostle was instantly broken in half. The terrifying power that erupted from this light blow directly broke the apostle's waist.

"It is precisely because we have sinned that I must atone for my sins and complete my own path of atonement."

Twelve halos appeared on Carlos' body, and with a slight wave of his hand, the terrifying power instantly vaporized the eight apostles. Yes, it vaporized them into a ball of gas in an instant.

"Only through blood, tears and pain can there be ultimate redemption..."

The crown of thorns on Carlos' head penetrated deeper into his head, and blood flowed out of it. In an instant, Carlos spread his wings and flew up. In the next instant, a large number of crosses fell from the sky and smashed hard on the evil Carlos.

"Heaven's Gate."

The evil Carlos waved the scepter in his hand, and in an instant, the crosses in the sky were cut off. At this moment, Carlos suddenly appeared in front of him and kicked him in the stomach.

"You think you have mastered those evils, but in fact it is just your denial of your own crimes. You are paranoid that everything you do is for the ultimate justice, but this is just an excuse for you to deceive yourself and others."

Carlos' voice was neither sad nor happy, but these turned into another extreme emotion in Gardevoir's ears. Carlos gave up all his desires and became a cold god, a god without any feelings who just carried out judgment.

"You don't want to atone your sins, do you?"

As the weapons clashed, Evil Carlos looked at the emotionless Carlos in front of him. He suddenly understood how this guy got rid of the control of sin over him.

Carlos chose to atone. He would obtain his health and defense level based on the sum of all his sins divided by seven. At the same time, all his skills were sin-free.

That is to say, at the beginning of each round, Carlos will consume all the sin resources, and then multiply his coin points by seven. This number is truly impossible to defeat.

In addition, all of Carlos's resistance to sin attributes are negative, which means that no sin can harm him.

"This is impossible... I won't lose. I am the God of the new world... There is no way I can lose!"

"Rise up! Celebrate my coming! I am the God of the new world!"

Evil Carlos released Fang's own A-level ego, and a large number of red sickles rose from the ground, and full of sacred yet evil sickles, the power from heaven guided the dead souls to hell.

"Confess... I will hear your sins and pray for you..."

Carlos knelt in front of the cross, and in an instant, the holy beam of light instantly destroyed the sickles that were reaching towards him.

"This is impossible!"

As the holy light shone on Carlos of the White Night, a miserable and desperate howl was heard. Carlos the Evil felt that every cell in his body was burning. All the feathers on his body turned to ashes, and all the believers committed suicide.

"........."

Carlos silently walked up to Evil Carlos and looked at the extremely proud and arrogant being in front of him, who was now kneeling on the ground like a burnt chicken. A glimmer of revenge flashed in his eyes.

"You...you can't kill me...if you kill me, you will commit the sin of rage...you promised that guy...you promised...that you would not commit sins again..."

"…………"

The road ahead lies before Carlos, should he choose to follow an old path, or choose to accept his rage?

"No... I will not forgive you... The screams of your victims echo in my ears. They are the evidence of your evil crimes. You are truly evil."

Carlos grabbed his collar and then punched him in the face again and again. Each punch was extremely painful and tears came to Carlos' eyes with every punch.

"No... cough cough cough! No... you can't... kill me... I want to create a new world... I want to realize her ideal..."

"Go to hell! Make amends to those wronged souls! You are evil by definition, and I will avenge those wronged souls!"

Carlos in front of him was covered in various wounds and blood. Carlos was venting his tremendous anger, the anger that came from the pain of loss.

Carlos could have been a cold-blooded god, but the human part of him broke the agreement between him and Bones and he committed a rage. Every time he threw a punch, it represented extreme anger and pain.

"I, I, I... am... Carlos! I will always be Carlos... I will create an ideal world...!"

The voice of the evil Carlos revealed an absolutely terrible madness. He was still immersed in his own dream until the moment of his death. He never thought that he had missed something. This was Carlos' definition of his evil.

"I will drag you into the deepest depths of hell! I will make you feel the pain of my loss!"

Carlos picked up the confession on the ground and smashed it hard at him. In an instant, Evil Carlos spit out blood from his mouth. This horrible blow seemed to bring back some sanity to Evil Carlos.

"You and I are the same person with different fates! Why do you think that you will do better after experiencing my pain? You just have something that I never have..."

"Go to hell! Go to die! Go to die!"

The thorns on Carlos' head became tighter and tighter, and blood flowed from his forehead, dripping onto the ground like tears of blood. As Carlos exerted all his strength, Repentance smashed hard into the head of the evil Carlos.

"boom!"

In an instant, the evil Carlos' head was smashed like a watermelon, his white brains spilled all over the ground, and a large amount of blood splattered on his body. Carlos was covered in blood. He stood there looking at the empty headless body and fell into deep thought.