The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 360 Holy Light Punishes Evil
Whenever the big fireball emitting infinite light and heat turns below the horizon, thousands of blurry gleams of light will quietly light up on the edge of the North Atlantic Ocean where 41 degrees north latitude and 74 degrees west longitude intersect, like a brilliant star cluster.

The neon lights are changing and the lights are like a sea. As the top international metropolis of this era with a permanent population of 800 million, it should be proud to show its world-class prosperity to the world.

New Yorkers will naturally be overwhelmed by all this, but after living here for a long time, the people of New York have already seen all the diverse cultures and strange things. They have always claimed to be well-informed, and they cannot be easily moved by any bizarre sights.

But at this moment, the well-dressed financial elite just walked out of the hotel. Seeing the men and women wandering the streets and having sex, all the people raised their heads to the sky in unison, shocked by the dreamlike images!

"God...are you showing something?"

Trembling moans were squeezed out of the throats of devout believers.

That is a magical scene that can only be seen in blockbuster Hollywood blockbusters:
A white rainbow as thick as a train passed through the sky across the north and south, falling straight from Manhattan Island to Brooklyn, reflecting the clouds in the night sky into colorful colors, as if the Nordic gods hiding in Asgard once again cast a rainbow on the world. Bridge, the bright and soft light suddenly overwhelmed the lights of the city.

At the top of the white rainbow, the broad wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, driving the shadow of a holy angel to soar!

Slightly different from the common images depicted in church murals and sculptures, the face of the angel has lost its ethereal appearance and added a peaceful and vivid humanity, just like the kind elderly woman next door, which makes people feel amiable. .

However, the people who were hundreds of meters away from its impact area were all overwhelmed by the vast and boundless power. They were lying on the ground with blank minds, just like mortal things waiting for divine judgment.

Along with that weird low roar, a gray-black and frost-white halo flashed from the monster's feet, quickly flew across and enveloped the space.

Fortunately, the target of the visitor was not these innocent creatures. Invisible force pushed them away, and the rest of the people flew up lightly and landed steadily in the distance.

At the same time, the smooth road surface cracked layer by layer, and the dark asphalt, pale cement, and blue-black stones turned to dust silently, and the extremely fine dust dispersed into mist.

In the vast underground space, the chaotic killing seems to be coming to an end.

Although the huge body is still skeletal, more than 80% of the old signs of decay have been restored. Rivers of scarlet blood are climbing up the body that is riddled with holes, filling the shriveled and broken wounds one by one.

As the solemn atmosphere spread, the rhythm of the entire neighborhood seemed to have stopped. The lights of apartments, shops, bars... many buildings began to sway and tremble, and then went out one by one, as if to pay high respect to this angel.

……

Gray-green curly magic patterns emerged, connected end to end like long snakes, squeezing the alchemy runes on the body's surface used for sealing control into pieces.

Immediately after the brilliance passed through everyone's bodies, there was a strong sense of hunger and a deep cold that penetrated the bone marrow.

The elk-shaped white skeleton looked up to the sky and roared loudly. A layer of flesh and blood appeared that seemed to be a mixture of dry moss and sticky mud. Red light burst out from the collapsed eye sockets.

Immediately afterwards, the thick soil squirmed and rolled, the hard rock formation suddenly opened, and a dark and deep sinkhole appeared in front of us. The Holy Light Angel raised his arms high on his head and feet, like a bright comet, and unexpectedly... Don’t make any stops!
……

The angel's shadow condenses every inch it drops, until it's like a solid crystal statue when it's close to the ground.

A wizard who was still struggling to support his defensive spells suddenly convulsed violently and bit his companion's neck with a sudden bite, tearing off a large piece of flesh.

"...It's the realm of famine and frost. Try to use the corresponding attribute power to counterattack!" Blake shouted loudly about the information that was originally kept secret. He huddled behind the protective circle and stared at the hole in the dome, his mood suddenly rising from the waves. Up and down.

The sudden change gave him hope of survival. This was New York, the place with the most abundant official power. If capable people arrived, things might turn around. After walking around on the line of life and death, Blake suddenly found that his heart did not seem to be as firm as he imagined...

No, this is not cowardice! I am the elite of the Federation, the mainstay, and I can make more contributions if I survive! He roared crazily in his heart.

As if he heard his heartfelt voice, an indescribable low trembling sound suddenly fell.

The rock slab above the head suddenly jumped, and like tofu being hit by a giant hammer, it burst out in all directions with the center of the hole as the origin. Countless stones flew away with fierce force, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air covered everything. Lots of noise.

Holy brilliance rippled, surging out from it like a flood, like mercury flowing freely, instantly dyeing the underground cave into a sea of ​​light.

According to common sense, even if it is not deliberately targeted, the light and heat leaked are enough to burn the body and boil the blood. However, in fact, people who indulge in it do not feel any discomfort from it.

The holy light, which is so rich that it is almost liquid, has its own spirituality. It surrounds everyone as gently as the spring breeze, dispelling the negative state of contamination for those present.

However, when facing the undead monsters awakening from their long slumber, the power derived from the combination of human faith and the upper plane showed another face of cruelty and ruthlessness.

The yellow antlers turned into powder silently, the dead gray skin turned into mud, and the freshly grown flesh and blood melted into thick black mud and rolled down, evaporating before it even dripped, leaving only a lingering stench.

The ferocious and powerful monster seemed to be wrapped in a sea of ​​strong acid. It roared in vain, struggled and trembled, but was tightly blocked by the infinite divine power. It gradually dissolved like ice cubes in a furnace, and finally only the huge one remained. Strange-shaped skeletons rushed left and right, stubbornly refusing to disperse.

But damn, you have to die.

"Poor people who were deceived by glass beads worth 24 gold dollars and lost the land under their feet... May your souls be freed from hundreds of years of torture and find eternal rest."

Contrary to the sigh that contained a slight hint of guilt, the owner of the voice acted extremely resolutely. A transparent and pure cross sword was gently turned, and the glass-like blade was placed on the ferocious skull.

"Kala——!"

One crack as thin as a hair, two cracks, then thousands of cracks.

The skeleton with half antlers still left opened its mouth slightly, resigned to its fate and stopped resisting, then silently turned into tiny light dust that filled the sky.

Between the firefly stars, two groups of light, one black and one white, suddenly appeared, hovering in mid-air like a lost lamb.

The slightly skinny palm stretched out, trying to grab the ball of light. However, at this moment, a palace surrounded by auspicious light suddenly jumped out and swallowed up the loot with lightning speed.

Zhu Mingyao's projection emerged with his head lowered, nodding and bowing, and smiled shyly at the old nun who appeared:
"Dear Aunt Irene, it's been a long time since I last saw you. You are like an angel who heard the call of the world. You came from the Garden of Eden to save me, which means suffering..."

He put his hands together and raised his face, blinking his eyelids. His posture was humble and his tone was respectful, like a star-chasing primary school student meeting his idol, the King.

...What does it mean to say a few nice words to an old lady? Put the benefits in your pocket first!

(End of this chapter)