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Chapter 1115 The Last Ticket of the Ark

The real world and the outer dimensions are not as closely connected as soap bubbles on the water.

Instead, they overlap, intertwine and merge into one another.

Just like on the same road congested during the evening rush hour, there are 18th-hand Xiali cars worth a few thousand dollars, as well as Porsche luxury coupes worth millions.

Inside the Xiali's cab, the driver's century-old floor mat was soaked with Liqun's cigarette ash.

On the passenger seat of the Porsche were the stockings taken off by the previous girl and Yang Shulin's lipstick.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

But under the red light, all beings are equal.

On the infinitely desolate land, the old monk with his head lowered slowly took off a jewel ring from his finger.

The huge gem was dotted with stars, as if it contained an entire galaxy.

There was a crisp sound and the gem shattered.

"brutal."

The old monk sighed softly.

In just a few minutes, more than half of the ring on his hand had been broken into pieces.

However, the invisible connection has not been severed.

The fierce murderous intent that penetrated through him caused the finger bones of his hands to tremble slightly involuntarily.

If he wanted to leave, he could certainly leave now.

But he was unwilling to give in.

This is the last ticket.

The Joshua people have been looking for the Messiah. According to ancient scriptures, one day God will send the Messiah to the world to save his people who have always believed in him devoutly, and at the same time launch the doomsday to punish those heretics who do not fear God.

The Messiah has not yet been found, but the end is approaching.

In recent years, a kind of heresy has begun to spread among the Joshua people. Some people seem to believe that the ancient Eastern Empire is the promised land given to them by God.

There was the ark.

It is an ark that can carry believers through the end of the world and reach the other shore.

The older prophets were unmoved, but the young men were extremely anxious and could not wait to embark on the so-called pilgrimage.

They planned and designed many plans and tried every possible means and strength, but all ended in failure.

That ancient Eastern empire was unwilling to accept God's people and gave up its land.

Now with the return of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, the last remaining spot on the Ark is about to be filled.

As an ancient wise king of the Joshua people, Solomon was clearly aware that time was running out for his people.

The Joshua people hated the fishing methods of the iron-fisted female monarch, and they paid a huge price for it. Every time hope appeared before their eyes, it was a bait thrown by others, mixed with fish hooks coated with poison.

These pagans are so evil.

Now, more than half of the 72 demon gods have been killed or wounded, and the remaining ones are all mediocre and unable to take on the task. Solomon had no choice but to come here in person, looking for the last ray of hope in despair.

That was Xu Huange. This descendant of the empire's ruler had the blood of the Eastern Dragon flowing in her body. When she was born, meteors streaked across the sky, the birds of the Nevada Mountains sang in unison, and even the old creatures in the deep sea were startled.

A prophet predicted that she would become the future successor of the Eastern Empire, the navigator of the Ark of Doomsday, and the saint who would guide mankind to the other shore.

But she is still young, and according to traditional Eastern customs, she needs a wise mentor to guide her growth.

When it comes to wisdom, who can compare to the legendary King Solomon? He once developed the ancient Kingdom of Joshua to its peak, although he had problems with his harem when he was old... let's not talk about that for now.

Let's say this girl is a noble imperial princess, which just meets King Solomon's harem standards. She is already in bud, as beautiful as the morning dew. Given time, who knows how beautiful she will be when she grows up.

Is it not wonderful to give her wisdom, show her kindness and love, and receive baptism from her?

In Solomon's opinion, no one other than himself was qualified to be her mentor for such a perfect disciple.

As for whether her parents are willing... I'm sure they are willing, otherwise why would they let such a young child run out and play by herself?

Old Europeans all know that you shouldn't let your pretty children go out to play, or else they might accidentally encounter a pervert who changes into a boy, a girl, or a bull.

Of course Solomon was unwilling to give up just like that, but the young warrior in front of him gave him a huge headache.

It's as smelly and hard as a stone in a toilet.

The Ming people were not like this before.

Or they are polite and moral gentlemen, who have an arrogant mentality of being the Celestial Empire and are easily deceived by sweet words.

Or they are sinister villains with no sense of martial ethics, whose heads are filled with anger for losing the dignity of the Celestial Empire, and who will do anything to dig holes and fish in trouble.

But this time they weren't fishing.

They just put the children on the street in broad daylight, waiting for me to finally prepare myself mentally, approach them with a warm face, and then slap them in the face and tell them to get lost.

Why don't you guys talk sense when I want to talk sense?

How outrageous!
The air seemed to be heating up, and the terrifying murderous intent was getting closer and closer.

The two rings on the ten fingers of the old monk's left hand broke at the same time.

A thick iron chain suddenly pierced through the dimensional barrier and crashed into the ground behind the old monk.

In the flying dust, the chains suddenly tightened, and the powerful reaction force dragged the wounded Ghost King, tearing through the dimensional barrier and breaking into this desolate world.

The ghost king's huge body was already crawling with wriggling maggots, which were gnawing at the tattered bones with their big mouths.

However, the stern-faced woman in black still sat on the throne above the Ghost King's head, raised the bright yellow amber coffin in her hand, and smashed it hard on the old monk's head!

Witch.

One of the three witches of Hades who strangled the Messiah in his infancy.

The old monk couldn't help but reveal a bit of sadness on his face.

How can you be in the same group? Does the opposition between good and evil, light and darkness, life and death no longer exist?
Seeing that there were only a few gems left in the jewel ring in his hand, he took out a magnificent golden scepter inlaid with countless precious gems from behind and slammed it heavily on the ground.

A golden beam of light shot straight up into the sky and collided with the phantom of the coffin falling from the sky.

The horrific collision unleashed a force powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the spreading shock wave instantly shattered this outer dimension with incomplete rules.

The false sky and earth collapsed at the same time, and the entire dimension exploded and shattered like a mirror falling to the ground. Solomon holding the scepter and Xia Yubing riding the Ghost King fell into the endless void at the same time.

(End of this chapter)