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Chapter 350: The Surrenderists Didn’t Have a Good Ending
Mount Sumeru, heaven.

Although it is worth complaining about, this is how the world develops.

If the big guys in the box garden knew about the existence of such a place, I'm afraid even Daya would laugh out loud, right?
God knows what kind of miraculous development has allowed these two places to be combined.

In the world of High School, the Heavenly Palace has disappeared and has been replaced by the Buddhist Mount Sumeru.

The lord of Mount Sumeru is Indra, the emperor of heaven who commands all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism.

At this time, Indra was sitting on a lotus throne.

A man in monk's robes with a crew cut, gold-rimmed round glasses, and a rosary around his neck, held his chin with one hand and watched the laughter below.

"The three factions of the Biblical pantheon have reached peace? And they're about to sign the agreement in twenty minutes?"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

The little god kneeling below was trembling with fear, fearing that he would be punished by the god Indra for not working hard enough in intelligence work.

"This is weird. How dare those guys do this?"

Indra had a puzzled look on his face.

He thought he had enough understanding of the three major forces, and in his opinion, the three major forces should not join forces at this time.

Thinking of this, Indra lowered his head and looked at the little god below.

"Did you miss any information?"

"No, no."

As soon as Xiaoshen finished speaking, his face changed and he quickly changed his words.

"No, no, there is actually a special case."

The little god paused here and said.

"It seems the three factions have invited a witness, a guy claiming to be the Son of God, Jesus."

"Who?"

Indra couldn't help but ask.

"The Son of Jesus?"

Isn't this the vest that guy used before? Is that guy really resurrected?

Shouldn't it be? Isn't His will still in the Holy Lance of Twilight? And the Holy Lance of Twilight is in Cao Cao's hands, and Cao Cao is in the group of disasters.

"Yes, and I also found out that the Son of God Jesus seems to be the leader of the Misfortune Group?"

Indra looked at the little god under his command with a strange expression, and his slender eyes widened at this moment.

"Isn't Ophis the leader of the Misfortune Group? Are you sure your investigation is correct?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it was witnessed by our spies stationed in Kyoto."

Xiaoshen nodded frantically. He could guarantee the authenticity of this information with his own life.

"That's not right, is it? Would that guy, the God of the Bible, allow a peace negotiation between demons, fallen angels, and angels?"

Indra frowned and thought carefully.

After a long time, he exhaled a breath of foul air.

“Fake.”

Oh, I wonder who is so bold as to pretend to be the Son of God Jesus and convince Orpheus.

I guess some people in the church may have realized the truth that God is dead.

Imagine that he created the Hero Faction, those heroes who inherited the souls or bloodline factors of ancient heroes, and they were just random experiments.

Sitting on the lotus throne, with his chin supported, Indra's eyes gradually brightened.

He stroked his chin and said while looking at his subordinates below.

"Next, pay attention to the movements of the three major forces, if they are sure they are really negotiating peace."

The corners of Emperor Shitian's mouth curled up, and his tone was playful.

"After they agree to negotiate peace, I hope that the fall of the biblical God will become a consensus among everyone."

"hiss."

The little god below took a breath of cold air. This meant that the three major forces were going to die.

The reason why the three major forces can occupy so many beliefs is because it is still generally recognized that God is still alive.

Once the news of the god's death is confirmed, the three major forces will inevitably face serious challenges.

By then, it might be possible that the entire clan would be wiped out.

But what does this have to do with this little Buddhist god?

Thinking of this, the little god felt at ease.

"I'll take care of it right away."

"Wait."

Indra suddenly stopped the laughter that was about to leave.

"Isn't that Holy Son the leader of the Misfortune Group? Although I don't know how Li Lin did it, it's still good for us."

"Contact Cao Cao and ask him to investigate the matter of the Holy Son. It would be even better if you can trick Orpheus into coming here."

"Yes!"

The little god hurriedly took his leave, leaving behind Indra who was sitting on the lotus throne, the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, and was lost in thought.

"Haha, it just so happens that Hades has recently asked me to cooperate. We discovered something good in the underworld."

"【Dragon Eater】Samael!"

Indra muttered to himself, then slowly closed his eyes and his breathing became even.
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In a forest in a federal state of India.

"Really? The three great biblical pantheons are preparing for peace talks? The weak are banding together..."

Wearing a straw raincoat and holding a premonition, the young man sitting by the river had a smile on his face, as if he was mocking.

"If the God of the Bible were alive, I'm afraid he wouldn't agree to this, right?"

"But this was signed under the witness of the Son of God... Oh, God of the Bible, what on earth are you thinking?"

The light and darkness of this world have been defined, and the one who defined it is the God of the Bible.

The tool that assists the God of the Bible in defining this is the system.

Now, the angels on the good side and the demons on the evil side are negotiating with each other, which goes against God's definition.

If God were alive, He would never allow such a thing to happen. Surely no one really believes the God of the Bible is some kind of benevolent deity?
No one knows who urinated on that world-destroying flood.

There are also countless gods, Buddhas, and Shuras who died at the hands of the God of the Bible.

No one really thinks that such a large territory of the Biblical pantheon was given to them for free?
Not everything written in the Old Testament is fiction.

Suddenly, the young Shiva wearing a straw hat shook the fishing rod and looked at the fish that had escaped the hook in surprise.

"You actually came to see me in person?"

Behind him, a handsome young man with cinnabar on his forehead came out. He was Vishnu, the patron saint of Hinduism.
The third strongest person in the world.

"Who is that Holy Son? Do you know? I suspect it's from over there."

Vishnu threw a photo to Shiva and said in a serious tone.

The photo showed Azazel controlling a mechanical dragon to destroy a mountain range in the underworld.

"That joke isn't funny."

Shiva raised his hand without looking back, took the photo, took a look at it, and his expression suddenly became strange.

"Mechanical dragon? I remember that wasn't the Mechanical God over there?"

"This was made by that Holy Son, and he kneaded it in front of many people."

Vishnu explained. He knew that Shiva didn't care much about these trivial matters, so he explained the information he had found out.

The spies they planted in Kyoto and the demon side were not of high status and knew limited information.

"A strong man! A man as strong as that god."

The corners of Shiva's mouth rose rapidly, as if the corners of his mouth were cracked.

"This creation alone gives me a strong sense of threat."

Vishnu looked at Shiva with some surprise. You know, he is the strongest person except for the two dragon gods and the God of the Bible.

But just based on a creation, Shiva thought that the other party was as powerful as the God in the Bible.

In Vishnu's opinion, it was still a bit exaggerated.

"Are you serious?"

Vishnu asked in surprise.

Isn't this a bit too much? God just passed away, and now a Son of God has appeared?
"do not know."

Shiva shook his head and said lightly.

"How can I know how strong the other party is with just a few photos and some newspapers?"

Shiva couldn't help but roll his eyes and pointed to the photo of the scene where the destructive power was being tested.

"I only know that the other party's destructive power is greater than mine."

From the photos, it is obvious that there were countless heavy spells set up on the mountain used as a target, but it was broken with one blow.

The mountains were also reduced to ashes, and cracks appeared in space.

It was so densely packed that it was obvious that it was a spell set up by Ajeka and Azazel together. Even he could hardly say that he could break it in an instant.

Moreover, if the destructive power was not so strong and the scene was not so large, this information might not have been leaked.

Vishnu coughed twice in embarrassment. He really hadn't thought of this aspect.

"Besides, you'd better put aside your little thoughts. It's not even confirmed whether the God of the Bible is dead or not."

Shiva smiled and said with a rather playful expression.

"God is dead."

Vishnu said with some dissatisfaction. He was dissatisfied with the Indian gods' behavior of consolidating their old territories, but Shiva remained indifferent.

And that guy Brahma is also an old salted fish.

"God is dead? Who said that? And if God is dead, who will we rely on to fight against the other world?"

Shiva couldn't help but sneer.

"If God is truly dead, then we can pretty much just wash our necks and wait for death. Do you really think the Great Crimson can guard the dimensional rift?"

When Vishnu heard the word "another world", his expression suddenly changed.

"We can't..."

"Are you sure those mechanical gods will be as easy to talk to as that one?"

Shiva rolled his eyes and looked at Vishnu speechlessly.

"You don't want to be like Indra, do you?"

"Don't forget that everything we have now is inseparable from that person's help."

The Ocean of Milk is an extremely important place in Hindu mythology. At regular intervals, Hindu mythology will regularly perform the ritual of churning the Ocean of Milk.

The gods churned the ocean of milk, and from it they refined a liquid that shone with a golden glow—the elixir of immortality, Amida.

You will also get countless secret treasures and artifacts.

But all these things have a source. It is the investment given to them by the God of Milk who controls the Ocean of Milk to help them grow.

The reason why Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, and even Indra can become the top five strongest people in the world and widen the gap with other strong people is inseparable from the help of the treasures of the Ocean of Milk.

The top five strongest people in the world can almost be regarded as five-digit exceptions, sub-dragon god-level existences.

They are not in the same dimension as the last five.

Vishnu said with a little reluctance when he heard this.

"How long will you take?"

"Maybe thousands of years, maybe decades, just wait."

Shiva lowered his straw hat and went back to fishing.

When Vishnu heard this, he gritted his teeth, his eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly left.

Noticing this, Shiva shook his head.

"Instead of improving their strength, they just indulge in conspiracy and scheming. Do they really think surrendering will have a good ending?"

And even if you really want to surrender, whether others will accept you is another matter.

"How did that guy take that step? I hope that after I take that step, it will have an effect, right?"

Shiva sighed and turned his attention back to the water.

(End of this chapter)