Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

To his surprise, he could not deduce the location of Joan of Arc and the Western Continent, which was the first time for him.

It's not that the heavens in this world are obstructing, but that there is a certain existence deliberately interfering. Pure deduction, he was actually blocked!

However, Henry Zhang, who has experienced many things, did not feel irritable, he just followed his heart and went with the flow.

Since the technical deduction is not good, let's follow his old line and rely on luck to find it.

In this way, he stopped and stopped all the way, and gradually came to the east of God Creation Realm.

"Uncle, can I have that half slice of bread?"

A little girl was begging barefoot in front of Henry Zhang wearing thin, torn clothes in winter, because she saw the cat on the uncle's shoulder biting the bread bought by the roadside and throwing it on the ground in disgust.

She wanted to pick it up, but she was afraid that this good-looking uncle who looked like a nobleman would punish her. She had seen a little boy pick up the half-eaten bread of the nobleman before, put it in his mouth and was beaten by other People around him were killed.

The reason is "How dare a dirty pig eat with me?"

So she was extremely cautious. If she hadn't been hungry for two days and couldn't take it anymore, she would not have taken the risk to ask questions.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Qiuqiu didn't intend to waste food, it was because of its curiosity that Zhang Xuansheng bought a piece of this kind of thing and tasted it, it was too unpalatable.

Henry Zhang didn't eat it, because he didn't like bread at all, and the bread looked unpalatable. Only a foodie like Qiuqiu would want to try everything.

He looked down at the little girl with a dirty face. The little girl was dirty all over, except for a pair of big and bright eyes, which seemed to contain the light of hope, but the light gradually faded because of his long silence.

He turned sideways to avoid it and walked straight over.

"Eat."

The little girl was overjoyed, and ran to the back carefully to pick up the piece of bread. She turned her head to thank the handsome uncle, but found that he had disappeared.

"Meow, Boss, didn't you say you don't want to meddle in ordinary people's affairs?"

Qiuqiu narrowed his eyes and teased.

"The little girl won't live long."

Henry Zhang didn't answer Qiuqiu's question, but said lightly.

"Meow?"

Ball was puzzled.

"Her parents were also from the slums. They were beaten to death by Liwei because their faith was not firm, oh, that is, they didn't go to church on time to pray and contribute their faith."

Zhang Xuansheng said, smiling, not knowing what he was laughing at: "It's ridiculous, because her parents saw her starving to death that day, they wanted to go all out to fight in the mountains, but they couldn't fill their stomachs, and they were going to starve to death , but still praying first.”

"Boss, how do you know?"

Shocked, even the prefix of meow disappeared under the ball.

"Don't underestimate your boss, just deduce the lives of a few mortals."

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head and said that the little girl will not live long, because she "faith is not firm", and she is asked to repay the church in advance every week for sexual prayers.

Would a child whose parents died because of this damned prayer believe in the god who took her loved ones?

That's obviously impossible.

Henry Zhang could see behind the bright hope in the little girl's eyes, the abyss-like hatred that shouldn't appear in children of this age.

In this case, with each prayer, her life was brought closer to the end.

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Henry Zhang and Qiuqiu continued on the road, and he did nothing.

What can he do?

Give that little girl riches?

Help her recover?

Give her wealth and she will be plundered.

Even after helping her recover, she still has to go to church to pray.

So... kill the gods of this kingdom of God?

Then there will be greater disasters and turmoil, and more creatures will die.

He could keep the little girl with him, and the little girl would be absolutely safe, but it wasn't realistic.

There may be hundreds of millions of such children and such creatures in this country, and there are as many as dust in the God Creation Realm.

He suddenly discovered that sometimes even if you are unlucky and see bad things, you still feel bad.

Worse yet, you find that you have nothing to do.

The current situation of God Creation Realm made him even more worried about the people in the original Nine Heavens West Continent. In addition, what he learned from the Dark Blood Abyss Tablet in the Only True Realm of Broken Soul Abyss made him feel more and more heavy.

Henry Zhang sped up his itinerary, instead of staying in the kingdom of God, he kept using space magic to shuttle, and he thought of the destination before stopping.

Until he stepped into the land of the East, he felt something in his heart and stopped.

"Meow, boss, is it here?"

Qiuqiu looked around and asked uncertainly, they hadn't stopped for many days.

Most of what would make the boss stop now is the destination, but here... there is no trace of the old Western Continent.

Not to mention the prosperity and peace of the Nine Heavens West Continent in the past, this place is not even as good as the many divine kingdoms they have stayed in before.

Debris piled up on the dilapidated streets, there was dried blood on the ground, dried vomit, and the air was filled with a rotten and stench.

There were not many people on the empty street. There were a few haggard-faced homeless men leaning against the wall, staring at the sky with blank eyes, wondering what they were thinking.

Even the slums in the Okun country will not be like this.

Henry Zhang didn't speak, and walked quietly on the street, and when he walked past the homeless men, they didn't respond.

He walked slowly like this until he reached the center of the city, where there was a collapsed church, which seemed to be the original church of the city.

Using his spiritual power to move the rubble away, he glanced at the original pattern printed on the building. It was a pattern of a holy sword and a scepter interlaced. It was the pattern of the original Western Continent Church, implying the first Pope and Mebis.

That's right, they ran right, this is the Western Continent that disappeared from the Jiuxiao Continent for hundreds of years.

Just, why did it become like this?

Maybe the homeless man lying on the street would think the same way, oh, maybe they don't know what kind of world the West Continent was originally in.

Zhang Xuansheng originally thought that the Western Continent ascended to the Kingdom of God, as if he had taken the Nine Heavens Continent to ascend to the world.

The people of the Western Continent who believed in gods finally came to the world they dreamed of, and were illuminated by the light of the gods.

But the reality is, the dilapidated streets, and the disgusting air.

Abnormal, very abnormal.

Any kingdom of God would not be like this. Henry Zhang immediately thought of the creatures who besieged the Dark Emperor, and the dark knight he had encountered in the last level of the zodiac.

With a heavy heart, Henry Zhang walked through with the ball. After walking a few cities, he probably matched the map of the Western Continent in his memory.

Just now it was the side of the Western Continent that was close to the desert of the Western Regions, and it was originally an unprosperous part of the Western Continent. Maybe the situation will be better when it is closer to the center.

Henry Zhang came to another city, close to the center of the Western Continent.

Elizabeth.

He remembered the name of this city, which was told to him by Joan of Arc, and it was the city where Joan of Arc grew up "from a young age".

It seems that the way he and Joan of Arc travel are quite similar, they both grew up reversely and became babies, and then grew up again.

Compared with the city he just stepped into the Western Continent, Elizabeth is indeed much more "prosperous", but it's not much better.

"Hey, boy, hand over that cat on your back, I warn you, don't play tricks, my knife is not reasonable."

A beggar-like black gangster in unlined clothes, unkempt, holding a dagger, blocked Henry Zhang's way.

He stared straight at the ball on Zhang Xuansheng's shoulder, his eyes were bloodshot, and the scattered crowd around him took a look and stopped paying attention.

Maybe it's numbness, maybe it's a lack of energy to pay attention.

"What do you want it for?"

Henry Zhang asked.

"What else can you do, boy, don't be ignorant, seeing that you are so neatly dressed, you probably don't want to touch a life like mine?"

The black gangster said harshly, he was actually very guilty, because Zhang Xuansheng was wearing a custom-made suit, which looked extremely noble, and he couldn't see it in this kind of place.

Only those families from believers can be so respectable, and those are the ones he can't afford to mess with.

He couldn't offend this handsome gentleman in front of him, he knew it, but he still stood up because he was very hungry, but he didn't want to eat people.

"Hurry up, this fat body makes me hungry."

The black gangster moved the dagger forward a little more.

Henry Zhang raised his hand and pinched Qiuqiu's chubby little face, and said, "Qiaoqiu, did you hear that, even he can see that you should lose weight."

"Oh, damn it, you Protestant lunatic! Talking to a cat, and now I'm talking to you, don't think I'm afraid to stab you!"

Although the black gangster said so, the dagger in his hand stopped ten centimeters from Henry Zhang's chest, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't know if he was hungry or scared.

"Are you hungry?"

Henry Zhang asked knowingly.

"Nonsense, except you Protestants, who can eat enough!"

The black bastard growled.

Henry Zhang threw out a piece of rice cake to block the mouth of the black gangster. It was a snack he bought when he was traveling in the only real world, and it had been kept in the storage room.

"Woo-ah, ah-oh-oh-"

The black gangster was taken aback for a moment, thinking it was something dangerous, and when he took it out, he let out a cry of surprise, put it back in regardless of 21 and [-], and finally gnawed it.

At the same time, the surrounding crowd realized what was going on, and rushed towards this direction frantically, looking at Henry Zhang like a hungry ghost, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

No one could successfully get close. Dozens of people surrounded Henry Zhang, but were blocked by an invisible barrier.

People showed terrified looks.

"Oh, God! It's really a Protestant! Run, he'll kill us!"

The people around came and went quickly, and they ran away in less than three breaths.

Only the black gangster who was choking on the rice cake and looked terrified, but didn't know whether he ran or stayed, looked around helplessly.

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"take it easy."

Henry Zhang looked at the black gangster sitting slumped on the ground and said softly.

It's just that in the eyes of that black gangster, Henry Zhang is like a devil who chooses and devours people at this time, and that handsome face is more like a devil's disguise.

"What's your name."

Henry Zhang glanced at the gangster who was about to lose control, feeling a little helpless, and said in his heart that I don't know how to eat people.

"A... Aldo Zeta."

The black gangster said his name tremblingly. He found that the Protestant in front of him didn't seem to want to punish him. His sense of fear gradually subsided, but his body was a little weak.

"Then call you Zeta, what do they mean by Protestants just now?"

Henry Zhang used his spiritual power to hold Zeta up, but the other party seemed to be unsteady, so he carried Zeta directly to the steps on the side of the road, and sat next to Zeta without any scruples, as if he wanted to pass This kind of behavior makes the other party relax.

"You... you are not a Protestant!?"

Zeta expressed shock at Henry Zhang's question, but this time he was really not so scared. He looked at the half of the rice cakes left in his hand, swallowed, and wondered if it would be a bit disregarded to continue eating at this time .

"Of course not. I'm a traveler from a neighboring country. I don't know much about the situation here. Can you tell me?"

Henry Zhang could actually search for the soul directly, but he still chose to use this most primitive method of inquiry.

"..."

Zeta glanced at Henry Zhang, the neighboring country...he didn't know how far the neighboring country was, but he knew that no one could escape from here...no one.