God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

Ye Ting's steps were faster and faster, and Jehovah's retreat also became staggered.

In the end, the main god of Yuhi, who was still arrogant just now, actually sat on the ground.

"Heh, he's just a cowardly gangster." With a disdainful tone, Ye Ting snorted coldly and his voice sank.

"Since you don't want to do this, let me do it. Let me, the creator of angels, end their lives with my own hands, and let the bargaining chips you rely on to threaten me go to waste."

Chapter 0972 God's Death

"How... possible? How dare you..."

Jehovah was still about to struggle, but the cold and ruthless words came out of Ye Ting's mouth, interrupting his delusions, and then, a complex warlock lit up around him.

"As the creator of the angels, don't you think that I have nothing left behind? In order to prevent my weapons from falling into the enemy's hands, at least I have set up such a self-destruction device."

As soon as his words fell, the angels present felt the same, and their spiritual core began to heat up.

A subtle sense of despair arises in their hearts.

"Don't-" Michael wanted to say something, wanted to stop all this, however, it was too late to say anything at this time.

The chant of severing life has already sounded in Ye Ting's mouth.

"In my hands I hold the power of creation, and the Holy Spirit emerges from nothingness - in the name of the Creator, I command the present body of the Holy Spirit to live in. Across the endless slumber of the nativity pool, to reach the new life of the extreme! Holy Spirit Ah, this is the moment of restart!"

As Ye Ting sang, more and more angels felt their own strangeness.

The materialized body of their souls, which originally belonged to them, suddenly became jerky, like old machines. No matter how the core is controlled, it is difficult to achieve instructions.

Although the angels were still conscious, they could only watch their bodies slowly lose control and stop functioning.

That way, it was as if the main gate had been pulled out in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, all the angels present turned into puppets that had lost their energy, standing dryly on the spot, as if they were dead.

No, they are indeed dead.

Jehovah felt this very clearly.

Because he occupied the body of Sadokir, the Angel of Memory, he couldn't feel his body at that moment, just like a player who had been disconnected from the network cable.

He thought it was just Ye Ting interfering with his control over the body of the angel's soul, but the next moment, he couldn't even feel the soul of Sadokir.

In other words, all the angels lost their souls at the same moment.

Without the existence of the soul, how can the materialized body of the soul be maintained?

So, it's a big crash.

The angel's body dissipated at the same instant, turning into a little fluorescent light and disappearing into the inner sea of ​​stars.It turned back to pure magic, leaving no trace behind.

Once the soul materialized life dies, the result is the same.

Only the remnant soul of Yahweh remained, dazedly floating in place.

"God... Where's the angel?"

This Heavenly Father did not react to what had just happened.

He even thought he was dreaming.

"Where have such a large group of angels gone?"

"Of course it disappeared." Ye Ting said as a matter of course, "I said, since you don't want to practice your own threats, then I will do it myself - I will end their lives with my own hands, and let you rely on you to threaten me. The chips fell apart. And now, I did it."

"Just to deal with me, you ended the lives of all the angels with your own hands?"

In a hoarse tone, Jehovah asked in disbelief.

"Of course, I, Ye Ting, never accept threats."

Ye Ting's answer is righteous.

"Hehe...hehe, sure enough, until now, I haven't really seen you clearly...I originally thought that I would come this far because I underestimated you, but now I know that I was wrong. It's right that I was pushed to this point by you, you are the same kind of person as me, no, you are much harder than me."

"Enough said?"

Hearing the words of the Lord, Ye Ting frowned slightly.

He finally got impatient.

"If enough is said, then let me send you to the real end."

Without further ado, he clenched the gun of Longinus in his hand again, aiming the gun at the remaining soul.

"Although the experiment has just been done, the power of this artifact still needs to be tested before there is a real slaying of the gods."

As he spoke to himself, Ye Ting put on a prepared posture.

"Then, let you be the first sacrifice under Longinus."

Following the launch just now, the dazzling spiral of light unfolded again at the tip of the spear.

"Ignite sparks in the dark, separate the ravines in the soil, write the years on the wall, and develop a kingdom on the earth... This is the day when human reason severes deity--

Holy spear, shoot down the gods!

"The Spear of Longinus"! "