I, the god, recruit witches to make money

The sound was clearly transmitted from high in the sky to Paris and even to distant foreign countries.

Every believer who provides the power of faith can hear it.

The holy voice of God moved them to tears and they all shouted Amen.

"That's God?!"

Adolf stood up from her seat with a look of surprise on her face, staring directly at the gentle giant of light. However, she did not face the oppression of God, but instead felt a warm and comfortable feeling.

Just like soaking in warm spring water, every pore of the body releases warmth.

"Man-made gods are different from those gods."

Gao Liujing murmured, her blue eyes full of curiosity. She had some understanding of the true God and knew that God should not be looked directly at.

Man-made gods do not seem to have this.

Holy light emanates from His majestic body toward all those who provide the power of faith, and the world He holds up with one hand keeps spinning.

Devout believers from all over the world followed the retracted light beam into the world.

It is worth mentioning that no senior church officials were selected.

Human beings who cannot provide the power of faith have no value in entering.

The Knights Paladin are an exception.

Nicholas needs them to manage his believers for him and ensure the piety and sustainable reproduction of mankind.

With one move, he attracted believers from all over the place.

Nicholas threw the world in his hand into the air and disappeared into the void.

His body was filled with waves, and he had no intention of staying in the human world any longer, but wanted to return to the inner world.

"Wait, I haven't gone to heaven yet! My Lord God, I haven't gone to heaven yet!"

The owner of the coffee shop rushed out excitedly and shouted loudly into the air, wanting God to take him to heaven.

Even kneeling down to beg.

God did not respond, and disappeared in Notre Dame de Paris amid the shouts of many people.

……

Reports of the successful creation of God spread rapidly around the world.

The President of France called for hope for change, saying that the country and the people welcome you.

No one expected that they would be tricked by Joan of Arc, and they were even more unwilling to admit this fact to the public.

He could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, hoping to invite the extraordinary person back to protect him.

Gao Liujing returned to the City of Dawn and handed the Magic Eye that recorded the scene to George. "This is everything that happened at that time."

The Magic Eye is round in shape, with a sapphire in the middle with a magic spell and gold inlaid on the edges, making it look extremely precious.

George stared at the magic eye, his vision flickered, and his mind was sucked into the magic eye.

The vibration of the air, the waves of the Seine, and the huge figure emerging from Notre Dame de Paris, emitting a snow-white light.

The face is blurry.

It just makes people feel that it must be a very kind face.

Watching what happened silently, George withdrew his mind from the Magic Eye, and asked with a hint of curiosity on his face: "Oh, is this the God that Joan of Arc mentioned?

Interesting, judging by his strength, he may have reached the ninth level."

"The disappearance behind is heading to the so-called kingdom of God..."

He put down the magic eye, touched his chin with his hand and asked, "What do you think about this?"

"God doesn't look like he was just born."

Gao Liujing expressed his thoughts, "It may be that Jeanne kept instilling something in him, which made him so wise as soon as he opened his eyes.

According to the Hope for Change and the Paladins, once the Kingdom of God emerges, they will flee to a place where Taichu cannot find them. "

"Taichu... do you believe what Jeanne said?"

George asked back.

Gao Liujing shrugged and said, "All I can say is that it's better to be prepared than not to be prepared."

"That's right."

George nodded slightly and changed the subject. "You should not go out from now on. You should also contribute to the development of potions for advancement."

"Finally we've come this far."

Gao Liujing's eyes lit up. She stayed at the FBI to work just to obtain the magic potion that would allow her to advance to the eighth level.

If possible, launch an attack towards the ninth realm.

Judging from the current situation, the eighth level she can reach is her limit for now, and she will have to wait for a while before reaching the ninth level.

Only after the death of the Southern King can we get the desired materials from his body.

It was such a waste that the high priest destroyed the body of the King of the East.

"Yes, our wish is about to come true. No, it can't be said to be realized."

George leaned back. In his ideal future, there was no place for Bai Shi. But now, it seemed impossible to overthrow him either politically or in terms of power.

That person was like a mountain, overwhelming this era.

"There's still a long way to go."

George uttered an exclamation.

Chapter 303: Taichu Arrives, All Gods Are Destroyed

The continuous rainy season makes the night come early in Tokyo.

The lights illuminated the mansion's dining room, and the sound of irrelevant TV news floated from the other side of the door. The TV reporter was urgently reporting on the situation at Notre Dame de Paris.

"Chiu, that beam of light broke through the dark clouds and fell towards the unknown land. The man flew up and I only saw a blurry black shadow."

At the dining table, Guilongyuan Miya was describing the scene she saw outside. Her big almond-shaped eyes were shining like the stars in the night sky.

The exaggerated action and tone made Jun Komori's mouth curl up slightly, and he said softly: "Oh, really? I didn't see it even when I was in the room."

"It was so beautiful. I wanted to call you to come and see it, but the light came and went so quickly."

A look of regret flashed across Guilongyuan Meiya's face, and she turned to Shiraishi and asked, "Shiraishi-kun, where do you think those people have gone?"

Bai Shi hasn't spoken yet.

Kaminagi Rin couldn't help but complain, "It seems like the news you heard went in one ear and out the other.

It is said that it was Jeanne d'Arc, the leader of the Paladin Order, who formulated the plan to create an artificial god and a kingdom of God to deal with the crisis of Taichu."

“Is there really a beginning?”

Kiryuin Misae scratched her head, always feeling that the world would not be destroyed so easily.

"I don't know. We will know when the time comes."

Bai Shi shrugged. He would not express his opinion on things he did not understand.

"That's true. With Bai Shijun here, Taichu and the like can be killed with one strike!"

Kiryuin Misae held her chopsticks and punched the table.

Bai Shi smiled and said, "Okay, don't punch like that while eating. It's rude."

"Hehe~" Kiryuin Misaya showed a clear smile and turned to talk about other things.

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious.

……

Inner world.

Like the universe, vast and dark.

Nicholas returned to this familiar world from Paris, his body larger than ever before, with the white light of faith flowing on his body.

He strode towards the center of the inner world and called out to the other gods from afar, "The Beginning is about to be born, and the plans you have made are no longer useful.

Should we continue hiding it, or should we gather all our strength and give it a try?

If you don't want to wait for death, come and fight with me!"

The sound spread far into the world.

Nicholas wanted to gather the power of all the gods, plus his own current power, to hunt Taichu together.

After a while, Nicholas stopped moving forward.

In the inner world where there was nothing, a primeval forest stretching for who knows how many miles appeared before his eyes.

It is vast and as deep as the sea.

Millions of unnamed trees are green, red, yellow and purple, and their lush treetops look like colorful waves.

There is clearly no wind in the world.

Nicholas understood that these were signs before Taichu's coming, just as when a king traveled there would be ceremonial processions.

Then the king appeared on the stage with graceful and elegant steps.

In the depths of the forest stands a gigantic embryo, silent and still, yet constantly emitting a powerful aura that even the gods cannot underestimate.

Nicholas watched the embryo from a distance.

"Nicholas, what's wrong with you?"

The storm roared, and a god like a natural disaster came forward with a rumbling sound, and said in a puzzled tone: "It looks a little wrong."

"Mudd, if you want to hunt Taichu, how can you do it without working hard?"

Nicolas looked at the God of Storms with a calm tone.

"We haven't seen each other for a while."

The roaring sound exploded, like a high-speed train made of lightning rushing towards them. As it approached, the lightning suddenly turned into a giant. "This damn broken forest is so unpleasant to look at!"

As he spoke, a giant hand woven from thunder covered Lin Hai.

Nicholas did not stop him and said calmly: "You cannot destroy something that does not exist in this world."

The big hand fell on the forest, but it did not affect a single tree. Instead, it shook the ground.

All the thunderbolts were collected back into the body of the god, and he said, "Tsk, it's actually an illusion, what a grand fellow."

Nicholas did not respond.

Everyone is using their own methods to relieve the pressure brought by Taichu.

He didn't need to, because he felt that he had already achieved everything he could, and he had the confidence to compete with Taichu.

Otherwise, He would not be standing here.

The inner world is His world.

It may look boring and desolate in the eyes of outsiders, but Nicholas likes this kind of environment very much and does not like the human world.

If he had not been strong enough before and wanted to escape from Taichu, he would not have thought of escaping to the human world.

No need now.

The gods of the inner world gathered in the primeval forest from all directions.

No matter what their previous relationship was, they were willing to fight hand in hand in the face of this common enemy at the beginning.

The proud gods would never want to submit to any being.

They would rather be crushed.

Nicholas taught them how to close their eyes, lest when Taichu appeared, all the gods would go mad and die from looking at each other.

……

There is no time in the inner world, and I don’t know how much time has passed.