The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 522 Playing Cards and Following Cards

The crimson clouds dyed the entire sky, as if they had held back the pace of time with supreme power and turned the night back to dusk. A mysterious glow came from nowhere and shone through every inch of space, illuminating the entire world, and all things seemed to have fallen into a sea of ​​blood.

“Another sign appeared in heaven: a great red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, and on his heads were seven crowns…”

At this moment, regardless of their beliefs and identities, people couldn't help but look up to the sky. Millions of eyes were fixed on one place, with the same sentences flowing through their hearts.

Some even recited it directly:
“Its tail drew a third of the stars of heaven and threw them to the earth. Then the dragon stood over the woman who was about to give birth, in order to devour her child as soon as it was born.
——"Revelation"

The nouns in religious theological texts have their own meanings. The child is a metaphor for the savior, but who is the enemy?

Aunt Irene's tone was as ethereal as a dream. She felt that the holy scriptures she had recited her entire life were so obscure at this moment. Every word was like cold, hard, and sharp ice chips, hanging between her teeth and unable to be spoken.

Beside her, the powerful human beings who had tacitly stopped their attacks all looked as pale as death.

The obscure and broad profound artistic conception, as if connected to the root of the universe, came upon them like a torrent, making these individuals standing at the pinnacle of human power feel for the first time in their lives, unprecedented insignificance and powerlessness.

"...This is the truth. It is at least a partial projection of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons. Don't harbor any hope!"

There was a slight breeze, and Lai Henry connected everyone's perception together. He looked at several old brothers who were as close as brothers to him, and tried to force a bitter smile, but he couldn't move his facial muscles.

The facts in the world are really strange. They agreed to be involved in today's operation to seize the Holy Grail in order to persuade the church to investigate the news about the King of Hell, but after today, it seems that all this is unnecessary.

"He also seized the ultimate weapon in the Federation's collection - the remains of the Titan Typhon, the father of all monsters. Its energy level has reached the peak that the material world can accommodate..." Antonio clenched his fists, unable to speak any more due to regret.

Why couldn't they find out earlier! He looked at the new vampires who were worshipping the Demon King with murderous intent. The giants who once manipulated the country behind the scenes were now fawning like a pet dog.

A strong castle is often breached from within. Even the most ingenious and cunning political system cannot prevent the collective corruption of the top level.

"It's actually true..."

The silver-gray cold light on the blade swayed like water waves, and the long sword in Eric's hand, which seemed always steady, was trembling slightly for the first time.

The legendary demon hunter known as the "Blade" had just arrived to provide support when he heard a message from his old friend that he was on the verge of death.

The whole cause and effect became clear in an instant, but like him, everyone present simply tensed their bodies and even their souls, but no one dared to move at all. For a moment, only the old nun's difficult whisper echoed.

"Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon and his angels fought against the great dragon, that ancient serpent, who is called the Devil..."

The giant eyes burning with hellfire showed an indifferent look, and the seven loud noises merged into a lazy and huge sound wave, which directly interrupted the conversation:
"…It's the ancient serpent, it's the devil, it's Satan, whatever you want to say."

The giant beast was dignified and graceful, with its head lowered like a hill. From inside to outside, there was not a trace of evil in its body. Instead, it exuded a different, twisted majesty.

"In short, everything is destined. This world will become my eternal pasture. Of course, before that, I have to clean up the bugs that are in the way..."

As the beast casually muttered like the chat between neighbors, it glanced sideways and cast a nonchalant gaze, its pupils reflecting the frightened, angry and alert human camp.

"All-out defense!"

The vague gaze should have had no weight at all, but at this moment, everyone's spirit was roaring wildly, and the suffocating sense of crisis almost tore the soul into pieces in an instant!

The scorching erupting volcano, the ice field blasted by the freezing wind, the huge slope with sharp rocks, the foul and smelly swamp... beneath the seemingly empty surface, there is an entire void world pressing down!
Without any communication or connection, amazing magical powers that were unrivaled in the world were instantly unleashed. Various colors of protective aura formed a brilliant ocean, overshadowing the dazzling lights of the bustling city below.

Then it exploded with a loud bang!

The extremely condensed chaotic force was like a hurricane, pouring down on them. It had no color or form, and no beginning or end. The formation that everyone had worked together to set up was completely shattered before it could even last for a second.

With a crackling sound, the terrifying energy backlash suddenly struck. Clement, who was standing in front of his colleagues in the church, trembled violently. His skin and muscles quickly disintegrated and melted away. On the remaining skeleton, the dim holy light beat tenaciously for a moment, and then went out.

The fanatic's unique firm expression, along with his devout faith, shattered into pieces in an instant and turned into a ball of brilliant flame.

Behind him, a large number of colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, shining directly on the pale faces.

With just such a casual glance, countless masters fell like rain!

On the sea in the distance, huge waves suddenly rose in the calm New York Bay, which was like a huge Bagua carved out of jade spinning rapidly, with Kan, Li, Zhen and Dui flowing successively, and the mysterious trajectory transferred the vast pressure into the sea.

"Hurry up and leave. Take the people from the headquarters back to the country. We don't want this business anymore!"

After risking his life to block the terrifying attack, Si Tuyuan, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, shouted sternly at Zhu Mingyao and Bai Ziyuan who were coming at him.

"Don't underestimate me. I'm not much worse than you seniors now!" Zhu Mingyao suddenly kicked Bai Ziyuan into the [Tianshan Dun] hexagram launched by Lai Henry. His eyes were as bright as fire and he smiled with gritted teeth.

“That cunning old Chief Maxwell has spread the message around the world at the fastest speed to request support. As long as we hold on here, there is hope!

Besides... where can we escape to? Someone has to stand up..."

He looked around and saw a huge crowd of people in the metropolis. Thousands of men, women, old and young were intoxicated by the captivating magic around them, revealing a trace of pity.

Even with the most selfish and utilitarian thoughts, Zhu Mingyao did not want the upcoming tragedy to befall his homeland in this world.

If he really had to choose a battlefield, he would rather do it here.

The only solution for now is to try our best to delay time. I believe that before the crisis of the devil destroying the world, all the supernatural forces in the world will bring out all their strength, and then they may not be without the ability to fight.

In the midst of a few brief exchanges, dots of light lit up, like a starry sky, or a bonfire burning in the wilderness... The demon hunter's long sword spun out a tornado-like blade storm, charging forward with the momentum of the polar sky...

The green light on Merlin's ring shot up into the sky, and the miniature dragon on the ring surface returned to its original form of a huge silver dragon, trying its best to spit out a cold current that froze everything...

The loud hymns shook the earth, a cross of white light split the sky, and countless shadows of angels sat or stood, holding swords and bows, as if they were ready to descend to the world at any time...

When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will be broken. This truth is known to everyone, but there are also many extraordinary people who made the same choice as him.

However, not everyone has such courageous awareness.

The serrated wheel rushed forward with a stream of red flames. Under the cover of the magnificent momentum, the figure of the Red Sun Venerable blurred slightly, leaving behind a realistic phantom, and he was about to flash to a distance of several thousand meters.

Even though everyone is in the same boat, he is not so noble as to be the first wave of cannon fodder.

But as soon as he activated his divine power, his hair stood on end. He looked up and saw fangs like ancient trees right in front of him!

The largest leader of the giant beast in the middle was looking at him with an arrogant and sarcastic look. The next moment, a slight gap appeared between the dragon's mouths, and a breath flowed out.

The breath was extremely light and soft, as if trying to blow away the dust, but those who faced it directly felt as if they were seeing an endless hell, and the frantic warning signs almost shattered their hearts.

At the critical moment of life and death, the dazzling flaming sun spun rapidly, and the countless Sanskrit seeds in his palms suddenly shrank and turned into an oval black stone divided into three layers by white quartz. Venerable Red Sun touched the ground with one foot and actually danced a crazy and devilish dance.

[Shiva's Dance of Destruction]!
A tall, blue-green figure of an angry god emerged, its eight arms twisting and waving, each swing seeming to tear apart space and bring about a destructive storm, forcibly blocking the torrent of chaos.

But that was only 1/7 of the enemy's strength after all. The other six giant heads attacked like lightning, the red of rage, the black of jealousy, the green of laziness... The evil force of the seven deadly sins blended into a decadent and gorgeous rainbow, which defeated his dying resistance in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he could not escape his fate, the skinny dark Brahmin monk showed a look of despair and ferocity, and suddenly bit his tongue to pieces!
A blood-red setting sun rises from the sky.

The sudden blood-red light dispelled the midnight darkness, and the sky and the earth seemed to be covered with a thick layer of paint, and everything became sticky and weird.

However, such a grand resolution was only met with a sneer of contempt:
"tasty."

It swallowed up a few red stars without any disgust, savoring the remaining soul of the strong man. The giant dragon flapped its wings, and the remaining aftermath rolled out like waves.

Just a slight touch to the edge, and the continuous high-rise buildings seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years in an instant, and the thousands of residents in them rotted into foul-smelling mud in the blink of an eye.

"Everyone, don't leave the camp!" The lone person was killed instantly, and the remaining people gathered together immediately without being reminded.

The red dragon laughed loudly. "Twisted into a pie? Just enough for me to eat to my heart's content..."

The negative entropy wave that caused all things to decay and the universe to perish took shape again, engulfing the stubborn humans and the entire city.

Just as the two were about to have a shocking collision, a deep and dim light suddenly appeared.

Just like a prophet holding a staff and splitting the sea, the chaotic waves were split in two!

"Look...how about eating mine first?"

The octogenarian sitting upright in the wheelchair rubbed his eyelids and propped up his arms with all his strength, with loose flesh hanging on his arms that were as strong as firewood sticks.

In his incredibly thin palm, an irregular black piece of iron lay quietly, emitting a long comet-like tail of light. The trajectory that had not yet disappeared completely was actually shot from the torch of the Statue of Liberty in the distance.

Although it has been rusted and damaged beyond recognition, the sharp and cold aura still penetrates the heaven and earth, as if it can end all existing life, even... the gods who have descended to the mortal world!
"This, this is... Longinus?" Feeling the similar yet different artistic conception from other supreme holy objects in the church's collection, Aunt Irene widened her eyes in surprise:
"Isn't that a fake made to cover up the existence of the Titan wreckage?"

"Hehe." The turbid eyes seemed to be ignited by some power at this moment, glowing with a strange look. The old man who was about to reach the end of his life smiled slyly, like a child who had stolen candy.

"The best way to hide the truth is not to lie, but to make it known to everyone, and let smart people think about the rest..."

If someone could fly up thousands of miles, they would be surprised to find that along the east coast of the New World Federation, there are dozens of points of light like rainbows passing through the sky, flying towards New York at high speed!
The Continental Congress Site in Virginia...

At the foot of Capitol Hill in Washington, D.C.…

Inside Pennsylvania's Independence Hall...

The original thirteen states of the Federation each had their own stream of light crossing the void, across the sky, and reunited here.

Strands of electric light intertwined and swam among the thirteen fragments, vaguely outlining the shape of an ancient bronze spear.

"Based on the contract made by the ancestors when the country was founded, and nourished by the people's will for two hundred years, although it can only be used once, it should be enough. Noble incarnation of the Fallen Star, please stay away from the human world forever like your original body." The old man murmured in a low voice.

Slightly unexpectedly, the response he received was not alert and defensive, not resistance or attack, but a smug chuckle.

"Is this the last card?

I'll follow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow as deep as the abyss suddenly jumped out, crossed a distance of dozens of kilometers, and rushed towards the spear that had been assembled into shape with lightning speed.

It was a pool of melted flesh and blood. At the top, Frank's deformed head was grinning strangely. Between two rows of pale teeth, a piece of ink-black paper was burning to the last few lines.

"…For the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the Protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor!"

(End of this chapter)