Yahweh doesn't want to talk

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Field Where Transcendents Fight: Chapter 92: The Atlas Is About to Open

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Another extremely bright rainbow light flashed in the sky, followed by bursts of gloomy thunder, and then a flash of lightning shot up into the sky, splitting the thin clouds in the sky!

Finally, a faint thunderclap sounded between heaven and earth, and then an unimaginably huge lightning flashed through the clouds and the earth.

This ray of lightning connected to the endless sky above, where no one knew where it came from, and went down to the boundless abyss, where no one knew where it would end.

After the flash of lightning, an invisible pressure quietly enveloped the city of Babylon.

Along with thunder that reached the sky and the earth, the wind brought a little coolness, swept across the mountains, crossed the rivers, crossed the entire continent, and then gathered here!

Then, a scarlet storm suddenly rose from the ground in the city.

Directly to the cloud.

Above the strong wind, the stars are visible; below the strong wind, there are endless fertile fields.

Under the pure manifestation of divine will, clouds no longer existed in the atmosphere, and the only thing connecting heaven and earth was the scarlet storm that seemed to be a pillar supporting the sky and the earth.

The storm was moving towards the center of the city.

For a moment, dark and profound energy filled the space, carrying with it an unknown and strange force.

This power is invisible and traceless, but it seems to have a direct impact on the soul, making people fall asleep silently. Then, tens of millions of demons screaming and laughing wildly fly up from the shadows, trying to stop the stairs connecting heaven and earth from moving.

For a moment, the sky became a dark entity, even the rising sun was obscured.

This was absolute darkness. In the darkness, there was no light at all. The only visible lights were the few starlights leaking out from the scarlet storm and the thunder that was running across the sky and earth.

But no matter how hard the demons tried, they could not stop the movement of the Pillar of Storm. Before they even got close, they were struck down by dazzling thunder one after another.

But the strange thing is that the demons deliberately avoid mortals' houses, while the storm filled with divine power does not shy away from it.

And the closer they got to the short-lived Tower of Ba, the more violent the storm became.

Destroy him!!!

The howling wind seemed to carry the consciousness of some great being.

Inanna used her spring onion-like fingers to smooth out her golden hair. She narrowed her beautiful green eyes slightly and gazed at the starry sky that was revealed by the storm.

"Ah, Enlil, Marduk! Do you want to use the power of mortals to destroy the temple?"

As a temple dedicated to the gods of Babylon, it was endowed with monotheistic images by them, which in itself was a slap in the face of the three gods. It was natural for them to want to destroy it by mortal hands.

"But we still have a use for this thing. How can we let you succeed so easily?"

As soon as Yin Nanna finished speaking, the faint starlight that could only be seen from the scarlet storm suddenly went out, and endless darkness began to gather. But in the endless darkness was an extremely bright star.

Thousands of angels were already flying around the unfalling star. In the center of the thousands of angels, there was an extremely dazzling golden, blue, silver and gray light that was changing and getting brighter and brighter. It looked like a great existence was taking shape.

In just a moment, the darkness became brighter and brighter, and a human figure began to appear with the body as the center. At the same time, huge wings were formed, which were only slightly opened but enough to cover the entire sky.

Then the angel slightly raised an outline similar to a hand and moved towards the eye of the storm, crushing it from top to bottom.

After the starry sky dissipated, the thunder and storm dissipated with it.

Even with the great power of the three God Kings, the rootless duckweed that merely relies on mortals or even heroic spirits is not enough to face the extremely low power of the Morning Star.

But it was only a moment, a new storm came again and lifted the angel's arm up, and then it was replaced by a torrent of light rushing towards the endless dark sky.

Then, there was light between heaven and earth.

The three men and one woman who were originally at the center of the storm also took advantage of the fact that the opponent's defense mechanism was paralyzed and rushed into the holy temple, which could no longer be defended at all. Then, a handsome young man in the middle immediately looked at the man holding the golden book in front of him and asked with some concern: "Prince? Prince!"

The man who was called turned around when he heard the voice, and felt a chill immediately.

There was a coldness in those eyes, as if there was no longer a trace of emotion, and yet in the coldness there seemed to be arrogance that looked down on all living beings.

It seemed that wherever his eyes looked, everything seemed to be quietly retreating.

That is not the look a human should have; it is the indifference of God.

God's power is not so easy to use, and it is inevitable to be affected.

"Using divine power of this magnitude, even a king who is close to being a god would find it difficult to avoid the influence of divine power?"

The man couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As a subject, an absolutely divine king is absolutely perfect, but as a friend, he does not want to let his friends become like this.

Because that would be too sad.

And one girl will be very sad.

But just when the man was feeling sad, he heard a familiar voice in his ear, "Kean, what are you thinking about?"

Upon hearing this, Keane opened his eyes slightly, but saw that his friend at this moment still had the divinity he had before.

How did he do that?

Hammurabi looked at his friend's obviously surprised expression and was about to ask more questions, but then he heard his "father's" urging voice in front of him, so he had to give up for the time being. Although he and his friends had the upper hand, they did not have much time to waste.

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"Is that the golden EA? Is it fighting with the landlord?" In the shadow of a building somewhere, Tianjin Hai put down the shovel in his hand and looked at the clear sky and asked.

"It looks like it, but that thing is just a simulation, this thing is the real thing."

As Morax looked confused, as if wondering who he was and where he was, Kang explained to Tianjin Hai while waving a shovel and digging the ground.

"Real family life? What does that mean?" Just as Tianjin Hai frowned slightly, Yakumo Meng's voice came from the alley next door: "Found it! There are signs of space overlap here! The teleportation magic circle that Qingzi mentioned is here, come quickly."

After hearing this, even though Tianjin Hai had a lot of questions in his mind, he had to suppress them temporarily.

Although they didn't know where the person came from that attracted them, they really didn't have much time.

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Field Where Travelers Fight: Chapter 93: The Atlas Is About to Open (Part 2)

A gentle breeze blew in from the window, brushed against the brass door, encountered an obstruction, and turned back.

The two doors that were solid, heavy and hundreds of years old suddenly turned into extremely fine copper powder in the wind. In the morning light, wisps of light golden mist filled the entire hall.

From her face to her figure, there is not a single disproportion in the perfect woman gazing at the gorgeous statue on the dome.

Two angels, who were portrayed as beautiful and somewhat weak women, held their hands forward respectfully, with a red ball slowly spinning in their palms. Looking closely, the ball of light was composed of countless mysterious and complex symbols. Each symbol represented a kind of power, and exuded a faint and majestic aura, looking down on everything like a god.

Indeed, it is overlooking.

This is not because of how tall it is, in fact, many of the wall windows are taller than it.

It looks down because it is floating in the air.

The red light shone all over the holy girl's white floor-length dress, and her rainbow-colored long hair showed a strange charm under the red light.

However, in just a moment, the strange light disappeared without a trace.

"The forbidden fruit is finally ripe, but it's not enough. It needs more and more original sins."

As she spoke, the woman turned around, bowed politely, and said softly, "Alice, please go find Alexander. We need more original sins."

A tall figure, a gentle and quiet face, a well-fitting suit and an elegant woolen coat, every move is full of elegance and grace. The girl looked back at the red fruit in the hand of the sky angel, and recalled the strange red light.

Then he said hesitantly, "But, Miss Xue, can this really help me become a righteous person?"

Mary Su was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly.

"Of course, that's a well-known story, isn't it?"

"Adam and Eve violated the Lord's prohibition and ate the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, so they were driven out of Eden."

"This is the original sin that humans are born with. By gathering all the original sins of the entire world here and reproducing the forbidden fruit eaten by the original father and the original mother, we can reverse the concept that humans are born with sin."

"If mankind is not guilty, the gates of Eden will reappear on earth."

“The way of God will once again be practiced on earth as it is in heaven”

Her voice was very gentle, like a clear stream nourishing the girl's heart, and the expression on her face was so warm, so tolerant, and so loving.

"I swear by my Lord, believe me."

“All men shall be eternal.”

Hearing this, Alice took a deep look at the woman in front of her who was extremely holy, like an angel, no, like the Virgin Mary holding the Son of God. Then she nodded, turned and left.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Eden will finally come."

People will go to heaven eventually.

Eden will come again.

Lord, please wait for a moment in the clouds.

Time is speeding up.

And looking at the girl's solemn back, he smiled thoughtfully and said: "Heh~~"

"A reincarnation who believes in God."

Looking at the red fruit in the hands of the blue-crowned angel, Mary Sue showed a flawless smile, pure, tolerant and sacred.

"It's really, stupid."

The so-called gods are nothing more than a group of "people" with greater power.

Moreover, as a reincarnation being that transcends the concept of the "world", it is simply nonsense to believe in so-called gods.

At that time, when the girl named Alice came outside the church, the middle-aged man named Alexander was touching the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem with his hand.

Therefore, his existence may be older than the earliest known reincarnation.

Now, he has experienced countless worlds and met many so-called gods, but he has never questioned his faith.

The time travelers are like Sisyphus who is always pushing a huge rock. The so-called gods and the so-called fate are like the heavy rock that will crush them if one is not careful.

But you can fight back with the help of wisdom, and even when you are strong enough, you can crush this boulder at any time, and then you will have to face a bigger rock.

It's not that there are many gods, they are just similar stones that you may need to face again and again.

The real God is the one who throws you over and pushes the stone, but you cannot even see his shadow.

He never believed that it was a false thing controlled by the concept of "world" and disguised as a god, but rather a true omniscient and omnipotent God.

As a reincarnation, the middle-aged man named Alexander is an old man in the actual sense. Before he transcended, he was a Jewish officer in the United States. When the exiled tribe announced the establishment of a country, he and many of his compatriots returned to their former homeland in the name of faith.

However, when they were defeating the cowardly Egyptian army with great force and were about to enter the holy city, a self-placed bomb left on the battlefield sent him into the reincarnation space.

The middle-aged man murmured to himself facing the bitter wall: "My supreme Lord H, today, I am back by your side again."

This was the first time for him to touch the eternal spiritual home of their nation at such close range.

Similar worlds, similar objects, but the meanings they represent can be derived from each other.

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"What is this??" The group of people from Chaldea who entered through the door made of light looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.

This is a quiet and beautiful valley with a clear river flowing around it. On the mountains surrounding the valley, there are countless clear streams flowing down and merging into this unnamed river.

In the valley, there are huge houses, almost all of which are made of wood instead of stone, blending in perfectly with the natural scenery of the valley.

There are no tall buildings in the valley, and the tallest hall is only more than ten meters high.

This seemingly ordinary valley is filled with unimaginable magical achievements. In the center is a magnificent palace that is breathtaking.

The main body of this hall is covered with sculptures and reliefs. In terms of artistic attainments, these decorations alone are enough to put countless so-called masters of art to shame.

The stars that illuminate this huge complex are bright gems.

"Welcome to Atlas." At this moment, a man in a black robe, who made people feel his impeccable aura of a British gentleman at first sight, walked out slowly.

"Outsiders, the last proof of humanity existing in the 'present' - Chaldea."

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Field Where Transmigrants Fight: Chapter 94: The "People" Who Are Not Recorded

"Atlas..."

This word may be just an almost completely unfamiliar geographical term to most ordinary people, but for those of you present here, it can still be called a human being, but it basically has nothing to do with ordinary ginseng.

At this moment, except for a certain "all-knowing" guy who is just trying to kill time in the world, everyone's mood can only be described as excited.