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Knowledge is poisonous, it is sometimes a good medium of pollution, and language is a good way to spread this pollution.
Every sound and sentence from the High Dimensional Overlooker accurately penetrated into the ears of all the storm believers in the Abyss of Storms. Even if some believers had covered their ears tightly, they could not stop themselves from hearing these blasphemous remarks.
They looked terrified and in pain, and knelt on the ground uneasily, praying to the faith in their hearts, the Lord of Storms, for salvation.
Unfortunately, the Storm Lord still did not appear.
Gad II in the church prayer hall also clearly heard these blasphemous remarks. He immediately denounced these remarks as blasphemous remarks made by blasphemers and as vicious and filthy words.
However, this is the pollution from the past of an external god. Even if it is just a clone, the spiritual pollution it can bring is far beyond imagination.
Gad II saw with his own eyes that a Storm believer was torn between firm belief and heresy. Because he could not resolve it, his head exploded, his body was covered with bright red blood, and his brain was exposed...
Such a sudden change frightened other believers nearby who were still firm in their faith. They were trembling and trying to calm themselves down.
"Your Majesty the Pope, we should not hide here all the time. We would rather sacrifice our lives for this than let heresy spread unchecked in the Lord's Kingdom of God on earth."
Several radical bishops spoke fiercely to express their determination not to fear death.
They are the backbone of the Church of Storms, and Gad II believes in their piety to the gods, but piety does not necessarily have to be reflected by choosing death.
"This is also a test." Gad II suppressed their thoughts of going out, allowing them to strengthen their beliefs and contend with the ubiquitous and pervasive heresies.
"None of us should let the Lord down." Gad II said, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and began to read some classic scriptures from the Church of Storms, attracting other Storm believers to follow and chant.
Soon, such pious chants spread throughout the Abyss of Storms, and each sound made the storm gathering in the sky grow larger and more awe-inspiring.
"A devout believer..." Gao Wei looked down and chuckled, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth. After thinking about it, he came up with another interesting idea.
There is more than just one building in the Abyss of Storms: the church.
The Church of Storms, which controls the sea, was finally burned down and disappeared in the flames, which was also a very interesting ending.
Soon, raging flames began to burn from a corner of the Storm Abyss, and with the help of the high-dimensional overlookers, they quickly spread to most of the Storm Abyss.
The fire that shot up into the sky allowed the two sides fighting as far away as Pasu Island to clearly see it.
Naturally, the pirates shouted loudly, saying that their home in Storm Abyss had been stolen, but that it had been burned to ashes.
The Church of Storms naturally began to fall into panic and chaos.
Fortunately, the dark clouds gathered in the sky, and after a burst of lightning and thunder, a torrential rain fell, extinguishing the fire spreading in the Abyss of the Storm.
At the same time, the entire black cloud began to rotate in one direction, and lightning and thunder appeared from time to time in the black cloud. The central area was gradually sucked out, revealing a huge vacuum area.
The Lord of Storms descends again!
After the gods came to the world, the believers of the Church of Storms fought even more bravely, repelling waves of pirate attacks, and the offensive and defensive momentum changed instantly.
As the commander of the Star Sea Kingdom, Cattleya saw this scene and hurriedly ordered the fleet of the Star Sea Kingdom to withdraw from the battlefield and stay away from Pasu Island.
When the queen gave her this task, she told her that if the Lord of the Storm did not come down, then he would push all the way to fill the abyss of the storm.
If the Storm Lord comes, stay away from the battlefield and don't fight again.
In the Abyss of the Storm, the high-dimensional overlooker calmly watched the commotion made by the Storm Lord.
These things He did were to induce the Lord of Storms to descend.
After all, if the Storm Lord doesn't appear, how can he kill the god?
As for this sea war, it is just a wave caused by the trend.
When the Lord of Storms descended, the remaining Storm Church automatically opened its closed door, and Pope Gad II led the surviving Storm believers out to greet him.
The Lord of Storms is shrouded in a sea of storms and lightning, making it difficult to see his true face.
His eyes did not care about the kneeling believers in front of him, but stared at the Church of the Storm in front of him, and then looked at the high-dimensional people looking down at him.
He didn't speak, just glanced calmly, and the entire sea began to boil. Outside the Abyss of Storms, a lightning storm rolled up a huge wave and enveloped the entire Abyss of Storms.
At the same time, the thunder spread like rain from the sky and fell on the pirates' camp, using the power of the gods to destroy the pirates' defenses and heal the injuries of their own believers.
"Using the power of gods to forcefully change the situation of ordinary people's battles, what a shameless and familiar behavior."
The undisguised sarcastic voice came, not from the high-dimensional person in front of him, but from a man wearing blood-stained black armor. He was young and handsome, with flamboyant red hair, and a flag-like mark between his eyebrows.
The Storm Lord recognized it at a glance as Medici, the red angel symbolizing war.
Next to Him was a tall and thin man with silver hair that reached down to his vest, wearing a simple and plain linen robe, with overlapping wings of light on his back.
Ouroleus, the angel of fate.
"It's really lively."
Amon, who appeared quietly at some point, is standing on the top of the church, overlooking the Lord of Storms.
Behind them, there are hidden sights peering at this place.
Chapter 567 Storm Lord: Why do you come to kill me?
"Don't get me wrong." Amon, who was wearing a black classical robe, a soft pointed hat of the same color, and a monocle made of crystal, looked at the Lord of Storms and said with a smile on his face: "I just came to steal your church, in front of you face."
"I have finally waited for this day!" Red Angel Medici laughed arrogantly, his eyes full of sarcasm and anger, "Shameless betrayers, all the sins you committed in the past must be paid for today!"
The Angel of Destiny Ouroleus just looked at the Lord of Storms calmly without saying a word, but there was a rare killing intent in his eyes.
This is a late revenge!
"The next thing is your business." Gao Wei looked down and floated back, leaving the battlefield here to them.
Such a siege does not need to be carefully planned. When he wants to come to the Abyss of Storms to challenge the Lord of Storms and overthrow his church in the world, naturally there will be like-minded beings coming here together.
There is still an inaccessible storm surging around the Lord of Storms, and his face that was originally difficult to see is gradually becoming clearer at this moment.
In front of the three kings of angels, Amon, Medici, and Ouroleus, He did not need to disguise his true face.
As for their revenge, it is indeed just and inescapable.
But if he had another choice, he would still choose to abandon the ancient sun god and become a god. For him at that time, it was the biggest temptation.
"It's a pity that Adam didn't come." The Storm Lord's sharp eyes swept over Amon, Medici, and Ourolos one by one. "Is he ready to be promoted?"
Medici sneered: "Don't you think this is just right?"
Back then, the Lord of Storms and the three angel kings betrayed the ancient sun god. Now, there are also three angel kings coming to avenge the ancient sun god.
"You three alone are not enough." The Storm Lord calmly stated a fact that seemed to be the truth.
There seems to be only a slight difference between the gods and the king of angels, but there is a huge gap in strength.
Even if He only sends down a few divine punishments in the Kingdom of God, they can be overwhelming to Amon, let alone this time He chooses to come in person!
It is not difficult to see his purpose from the tricks of the high-dimensional overlooker, so he is waiting for all the enemies to jump out together and then deal with them all.
Even a high-dimensional overlooker with full status would be difficult to solve with just one clone, which would be detrimental to His image among believers.
In the event of an unfortunate defeat, it will not only affect the state of the body, but also shake the anchor of faith.
The church was destroyed and the anchor of faith was shaken violently, a loss He could not bear.
Therefore, He must not fail in this battle.
And it is impossible for him to lose to the three kings of angels in front of him.
"What nonsense!" Medici said disdainfully: "It's not like I didn't beat you before!"
"It seems that the passage of time has caused errors in your memory, or is it that your memory is no longer as pure as it used to be? Also, you are far worse now than you were before, and the memories of Sauron and Einhorn are mixed in. normal."
The Storm Lord's straightforward tone made Medici's face darken. This was the most embarrassing and failure thing in his life.
"Do you want to know who it was?
Reveal your information to that madman, the Blood Emperor?"
The Storm Lord talked about this topic by himself, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Or do you already know, but you are just broad-minded, so you are willing to give up the culprit who was calculated to lead to your defeat?"
"..." Medici remained silent for a rare moment and did not speak.
"So, have you seen it?" The Storm Lord glanced at Medici and Amon, "The seeds of betrayal are also deeply rooted in your hearts. Haha, you are no different from us."
The high-dimensional overlookers in the distance and Hastur in the Hall of Stars became like a crowd, and Hastur believed deeply in the words of the Lord of Storms.
Although the nature of the two events between the ancient Sun God and the Medici are different, there is also betrayal and calculation behind them.
The Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom betrayed the ancient Sun God. Adam and Amon calculated against Medici, who was also the King of Angels, so that Medici changed from a red angel who was expected to become a god. Become a monster that can only be combined with two other people.
What necessary sacrifice is just a shameful excuse for betrayal.
Therefore, when the ancient sun god was eaten and died, Hastur did not feel miserable for his fate, nor did he deserve sympathy, because if it were him, he would have done the same thing as the three angels of the Lord of Storms. King's choice.
The three angel kings shouldn't be able to leave one storm lord, right?
This is a question of greater interest to Hastur.
In the Abyss of the Storm, Medici gathered all his emotions and sneered: "You talked so much today, are you thinking that when you kneel down and bow your head later, you can let me spare your life?"
"Just you?"
The Storm Lord just chuckled, his smile full of contempt and pride. He raised his hand, indicating that the three of them could attack at will.
Medici didn't talk nonsense. A chariot bathed in countless traces of blood suddenly appeared under him. He held a blood-stained spear in both hands and killed the Lord of Storms with the aura of countless wars behind him!
Seeing Medici take action, Ouroleus also revealed his own methods. The rivers of destiny centered on his body, continued to rotate and grow, and then surrounded the Lord of Storms.
Amon just looked at it for a while, then came to the location of the church and tried to steal the Storm Church, but found that the Storm Church had been perfectly blended with the aura of the Storm Lord. Only by defeating the Storm Lord could he steal it. this church.
"Oh, I really pity your believers."
Amon taunted, then threw a church, the Bone Cathedral from Adam.
The Storm Lord just stood in the center, surrounded by a storm circle formed by the gathering of storms and thunder, and easily blocked the attacks of the three Angel Kings.
"You are too weak. Except for Ourolius, you two are not even half of your original state."
"Why do you come to kill me?"
"Why do you have the confidence to escape in front of me?"
The Storm Lord activated the storm with his left hand, and held a spear made of thunder in his right hand, fighting with Medici who was approaching from close range.
Medici symbolizes war, and he is a tyrant, and tyrants are also good at war.
Medici, who was obviously in poor condition, could not stop the thunder of the Lord of Storms.
The spear, the blood-stained black armor on the body was covered with dense lightning, and then suddenly exploded, and the whole body was forced back into the air.