omniscient god

The noise forced the pope out of the interrogation room, and he strode angrily through the cloister into a chamber.

The Temple of Divine Favor, the main hall of the church, has a magnificent picture of the creation of the goddess painted on the zenith, and under the stained glass, there is a person he is familiar with standing impressively.

Thirteen was looking at him mockingly with the corners of his lips hooked.

The pope couldn't believe it, it was impossible for Thirteen to enter the church!

There is an isolation barrier outside the capital, not to mention the church he personally sits in?Even though Thirteen doesn't have elemental attraction, once alien life invades here, he can immediately sense it.

"The day of execution is here, and the bell of holy war is ringing for the second time..." Thirteen clasped his hands together, with a devout expression like a prayer, "Let us follow the goddess' will and fight for survival."

The Temple of Grace was empty, and all members of the church went to the battlefield, only the Pope stayed here.

"No, today is not the day for the execution of the Goddess's rule." The Pope returned to his previous loving face and lightly vetoed it.

"Yes." Shisan laughed twice, "But today is the execution day I set, and you must die today!"

"Ridiculous!" the Pope scolded, "You want to violate the rules of the game?"

"It was you who pissed me off first, I know all the disgusting things that filthy beast mind of yours is thinking."

In the mechanical field, the black shadow talking to Thirteen in the central control room turned out to be the Pope, and the holy war is just a game where the world is played in applause!

The two adjudicators accepted the will of the goddess, thirteen led the machine race, and the pope led the other twelve races to carry out the so-called "holy war" to break the silent world of Eland.

On the day of execution, when the climax of the holy war comes, the best race is selected through the war.The losing race will be judged and eliminated.

Thirteen is alone, fighting alone, seeking a chance of survival in the chaotic and cruel world.

The reason is simple, simply because he possesses the terrifying talent of "omniscience".Whether the machine family can withstand the test depends on the success or failure.

Right and wrong, causing trouble for no reason, deliberately provoking?Everything was a well-rehearsed conspiracy that Thirteen had agreed with the Pope.

The black muzzle was aimed at the Pope, who was thinking and suddenly realized something.

"You turned out to be a human race?"

Only those of the same human race can easily break into the enchantment of the king's capital, and only the thirteenth of the same human race can walk around the church unimpeded.

This person could sneak into the human base camp at any time, but he chose to do it now.Thirteen must not resist the goddess' will, and now because of He Le, Thirteen has completely lost his mind.

Goddess or something, let her die quickly.

No one can stop Thirteen from being with He Le again!

"Don't I look like a human race?" He sneered, "Oh, yes, my self-introduction has always been the leader of the machine race."

The pope's palm slowly wrapped into the long sleeve.

"Show your quietly hidden hand, don't try to use any magic props in front of me." Thirteen said contemptuously.

He hated his life being held in the hands of others, and wanted to trigger the holy-level magic heaven trial on the ring to reverse the current one-sided situation.

Thirteen didn't seem to be joking, but really planned to betray the goddess.That lunatic can definitely do such a thing as burning jade and stone together.

But he can't die yet!The pope was secretly anxious.

"We are both performing missions for the goddess, you have no right to judge me!"

"Sorry, I'm not judging you for the goddess, but I simply want to kill you." Thirteen said in a tone of stating a fact.

The pope could no longer maintain his mask of benevolence, his formal smile disintegrated.

After becoming the adjudicator, for hundreds of years, he has never experienced the emotion called "fear" again. Even at the moment of Hongyue's death, only resentment and grief remained in his heart.He has never regretted adjudicating it with his own hands, and even feels sincerely happy that that dazzling life can end in his own hands.

He killed Hongyue, and the last brilliance of that person was captured by him—Leo.

Facing Thirteen, he actually returned to his previous weak and incompetent posture!

Leo is weak, so he will be afraid, but why is the pope also afraid? ! "The Pope" cannot be afraid.

He was about to fight back, but Shisan had anticipated his intentions and clicked the trigger, and the white bullet of light hit his chest mercilessly.

Judges have unlimited lives, and they will only be hurt by the power of the rules.For example, the Judgment Arrow held by the Pope, and the Red Moon's Judgment Cut.

The thirteenth shot was an ordinary elemental bullet, and the judgment bullet was not used, so the pope would not die.

The bullet pierced his heart, and the pope fell to the ground due to the impact, and the pain was unbearable. The power of God quickly healed the bloody wound, and he could return to his original state in a short while.

The pope chanted space magic in a low voice, and his figure changed.Thirteen, however, seemed to have forgotten to use the power of judgment to predict where he would appear. A haphazard rain of bullets fell on his body, and the pope's noble white robe was stained red.

How powerful is Thirteen?What is he?Machine family?Terran?

The pope's palm condensed magic, and Thirteen noticed it again, and shot through his palm, in exchange for the pope's cry of pain.

"What the hell are you trying to do!" he yelled angrily.

"I'm torturing you, didn't you notice?" Thirteen shot after shot the pope who was writhing on the ground in a panic. The latter lost his usual majesty and looked pitiful like a bereaved dog.

Thirteen moved the machine gun, and his target was the Pope's eye.

A very bad attack.

The trigger sounded, and the once mild black-gray eyes burst.

The pope covered his right eye in pain and howled, struggling to the death. Thirteen dodged and loaded the gun with a blank expression. In the next second, a new bullet would penetrate his left eye, keeping both sides balanced, so that it was perfect.

The hateful Leo dared to peep at He Le unscrupulously.

Thirteen had a strong nausea.

That being the case, let him never be able to see again.

Jealousy and anger invaded at the same time, but made the thinking strangely calm, Shisan's mind is now filled with one thought——

Kill him, kill him, kill him...

He Le, who dares to covet him, kill him! ! !

He Le who dared to hurt him, kill him! ! !

Under An Ran's still face, he was so crazy that he lost himself.

No, he wasn't crazy, he was calm and composed, and even arranged the execution of Leo properly.

Peeping eyes, hypocritical mouths, dirty hands, dirty hearts... come one by one, don't worry.

The energy of the silver gun was exhausted, Thirteen didn't stop, and quickly drew the black gun on his waist to continue attacking.

"Why! We have no grievances or enmity!" The pope panicked.

"Stupid and ignorant!" Hearing this, Shisan suddenly lost all reason. He squatted down, grabbed the man's collar and put it close to his ear, "Because you want to blaspheme my god!"

"You can't kill me!" The countless bullet holes on the pope's body hadn't healed in time, and blood flowed out after being pulled.Seeing Thirteen's disdainful eyes with vain eyes, he begged for mercy, "Please don't kill me..."

The contempt in Thirteen Eyes was even worse: "You actually choose to beg for mercy...instead of asking God for help. Are you denying the existence of God? Heretic?"

The pope stared hard, unable to understand such remarks.Thirteen pushed him away and started a new round of abuse. The pope collapsed to the ground, lingering in the gap between his attack and the healing power of the rules.

At this time, eternal life seems to be a cruel burden.

He begged Thirteen again for mercy, and Thirteen smiled and shot him in the mouth; he looked at Thirteen miserably, and Thirteen shot his eyeballs.

The Pope opened his mouth, babbling, pitifully like a maggot.The wound in his mouth was healed, and he shouted desperately: "One day he will know your true face!"

Dare to threaten him with He Le...

"Oh." Thirteen gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still thinking about him?" He shot again, and then stepped on the pope's bleeding wound, tearing the pitiful wound with the sole of his boot.

The splattered blood stained his boots and trouser legs red, and he stared coldly at the pope, unable to cry out in pain. The man's eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, and his ugly face was very suitable.

He felt very happy, very happy, very happy.

This sad man will never be able to realize his unbearable wish.

"Even if you are an 'omniscient', you can't become a god." The pope sneered weakly.

Killing him violated the rules of the game, and Thirteen would be punished by the goddess.

"You're wrong." The corners of Thirteen's mouth rose.

Facing the Pope's resentful gaze, he slowly took out a Judgment Bullet from his windbreaker pocket.

The raging is over, and it's time to end the pope's life.

The gray-black eyes reflected the muzzle of the gun, and under the fearful and ugly face of the Pope, Thirteen lightly clicked the trigger.

"I never thought of becoming a god."

The bullet of the judgment pierced the pope's heart again, hitting a vital point, and the gap could not be healed. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood continuously, his body temperature passed, and he fell to the ground.

Not reconciled...the wish has not been fulfilled...

He struggled to take a few breaths, his breathing gradually weakened, and he still kept his eyes open until he died.

When Leo was completely dead, Thirteen took away the red moon badge that fell on the ground, and the graceful and luxurious pure white cloak—even though the coat that symbolized imperial power became bloody, Thirteen casually shook it off and put it on himself .

He walked slowly to the seat in the middle of the Temple of God's Grace, and the light elements in the temple scattered around, and the white temple fell into unprecedented darkness for a moment.

Thirteen sat on the pope's throne, and he looked up at the zenith, where there was a mural of the goddess of creation.

He could see it, and he could feel a moment of peace in his soul, like a baby curled up in its mother's womb.Darkness, dampness, and mud wrapped him, invaded him, and drilled into his internal organs.

This place, where even the breath is filled with dense light elements, has now become filthy and unclean because of his existence.

But his god would never find him dirty, would he?

The terminally ill attachment nourished the devil in his heart and liberated the loneliness of his soul.

Instead of following the light, he has already become a prisoner of the light.The alluring light pulls the rein and drags him to his side. In order to get the light's mercy, he can throw away his self-esteem and kiss the toe of the light's shoe.

His god is so dazzling, it must be set off by him.

It is undeniable that his relationship with him is mutually restrained.If he only pursued and paid unilaterally, he might not be reduced to what he is today.

He has always been sane, full of wisdom, and perfectly inherited omniscience.

But that man's behavior is like fishing. Whenever he is about to feel bored, the hook lures him forward, forward, and forward with the bait he has longed for, just like this, a little closer, no harm, You will not be disappointed, everything is just as you expected, the ideal future and the ending of the fairy tale are all under control.

He regards that person as the only one that cannot be replaced, because he can feel that the other person has the same feelings subconsciously.

He must be willing to give blindly, but the other party's subtle, hidden, unspeakable feelings make him have to expect something in return.

——You don’t have to give hope, maintain a sacred and inviolable posture, and ignore me, such a filthy thing. If you ever have the idea of ​​helping me, I will turn into a strong wind, fuel the fire of the prairie fire, and take all of it Own.

—You can no longer do this to anything but me.

——But if you ignore me, how can I fall in love with you?

It was this contradictory mentality that drove him crazy and broke his inner balance. Now he can barely maintain himself on the verge of collapse, crumbling.

—Let’s reciprocate.

——I beg you to bring down the light with compassion and love, and praise your mercy and tolerance from the bottom of my heart.When I bathe in your redemption, my eyes will only be on you.

—I obey all your orders.

The author has something to say:

The fight between deep well ice is really exciting jpg

Okay, someone was killed by Shisan again, so as usual, this scene is almost over (x