Come and connect with me!

[Akashi, everyone, enter the dimensional gate now! ]

The message was sent in the solidified world, and then, in the next moment, Wuming moved.

Speed ​​up, speed up, speed up!

His mind and will were urging his body, and he rushed into the clouds at an unprecedented speed. Above the clouds, there was a deep red crystal every few dozen kilometers. Each crystal was connected to the clouds, locking onto the humans on the ground from afar. This determination to judge the world was displayed to everyone almost without any concealment. Superman's eyesight could see the fear and despair on people's faces.

"Huh, my speed is an advantage... I turned Superman into The Flash, I'm really lame..."

Wuming left these helpless words above the clouds and began to act.

Michael, who was under the clouds, was slightly stunned. He then saw the black clouds in the sky being shattered into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye. A red shadow broke through the mist and darkness, shattered the crystallization of divine power, and forcibly ended the trial. Humans looked at the sky in confusion, vaguely feeling that something was constantly moving in the sky.

"Is it a bird?"

someone muttered.

“Are there any birds flying in the sky at this time?”

Some people questioned.

The next second, at the North Pole, Wuming was gasping for breath.

"Your Highness Wuming, please do not interfere with the Day of Judgment,"

The girl Michael reminded softly, but her hands did not stop. More flaming swords gathered, and the rocket rain that had just spread across the world continued to appear as if it was at its limit.

"You, have you ever thought that humans still want to survive and continue living?"

Wuming said breathlessly.

"Regrettably, I am not confused about my own cognition. Human will is very important, but Michael is not only the protector of mankind, but also the servant of the Lord. He must also follow the will of the Lord. Sinners should be punished, and the purity of the Garden of Eden must be maintained. Creating perfect people is countless times more important than creating mediocre people."

Looking at Michael speaking God's teachings in a matter-of-fact tone, the fire in Wuming's heart spread little by little.

"There is no turning back?"

"I am the unchanging Godlike."

Michael said.

"So, you will follow all of God's teachings, right?"

Wuming clenched his fists and spoke word by word.

"of course."

The godlike being nodded.

"very good."

Wuming's heart was pounding, but his mind was roaring, telling him to do something big.

The five of them clenched into a circle, their feet exerted force, their muscles squirmed, all their strength gathered together, and the godlike expression froze, but his eyes looked towards Wuming little by little, and then he watched Wuming's fist enlarge in his eyes.

"boom!"

The dull roar spread from the North Pole little by little to the entire atmosphere. Everyone in the world heard a loud noise coming from somewhere on the planet. A red figure broke through the ice, dragging a golden shadow and flying straight into outer space!

The polar ice beneath his feet was shattered into pieces by the wind from his fists and melted at high speed. The rapid circle caused the entire Arctic to warm up in an instant!

In front of the fist, the clouds were shattered and a conspicuous hole appeared in the atmosphere. Wuming stood straight in the air and saw that Michael's right face was deformed by the punch. His handsome face was also shattered by the punch, and his facial bones were broken. The deeply sunken face became distorted and hideous.

"Now, you can show me the other half of your face!"

Superman whispered.

Chapter 185: Re: Do Gods Bleed?

There were clouds below him and a conical atmospheric cavity above his head. Wuming took a long breath. There should be nothing at this altitude, but perhaps for a creature like Superman who was superior to humans in essence except for his human appearance, breathing was just to make himself look more like a human.

Not far away, there was a flash of fire, and Michael was rendered unharmed. That punch could shift continental plates, but it couldn't really hurt this god-like being.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Wuming, you chose the worst way. This is inconsistent with your motto of "only doing what you can do."

"Who knows, maybe you're not as invincible as you seem."

And I can run.

Wuming kept the remaining half of the sentence in his heart.

Throughout his life, he had only a few fights. After all, being despised and the psychological damage are often difficult to quantify, but the compensation for physical damage can make a lion learn to eat grass. What's more, there is nothing in his eyes, so he stares at his opponent closely.

"Very well, then, what are you? A brave man, a wise man, or a sage?"

As Michael spoke, his body gradually grew and turned into a tall young man. After Wuming chose to become his enemy, the godlike being did not think of giving him any benefits and returned to a male posture that was conducive to fighting.

"What choice can you make you stand still and let me beat you?"

Wuming grinned.

"Probably a [God], but unfortunately you no longer have the chance to become a [God] in this world, so any choice is not acceptable."

The god-like being spread his wings, holding a red cross sword surrounded by flames in his right hand and a simple copper scale in his left hand. In the flickering flames, he dispersed and purified everything in the sky.

Then, His wings fluttered, and He charged towards Wuming as if He were walking on flat ground in the sky.

Often, in order to show the speed of a battle, there are often passers-by commentators in various film and television works, but now, Michael has completely put an end to this statement.

The serious archangel turned into a strong wind and thunder. Even in the eyes of Superman, his speed was quite fast. The storm he brought about made the atmosphere tremble. In the deserted sky, the sound chased His back in vain. The strong wind pressure cut through the clouds, making the area clear for hundreds of miles. No passerby could survive under this most severe man-made disaster.

Wuming concentrated his attention, his body turned into an elongated red dot, and he dodged the archangel's cross sword with difficulty. Then, in the nick of time, he punched the archangel's wings.

The bird is big but has weak feathers, it has a lot of hair but weak fire, it has a large body but thin feet. The last two items are not very good, but the wings of light are the symbol of the messenger of God, which may be a key point.

The punch hit hard, but there was no feeling of hitting the target. The wings were like warm sunlight, which could neither be touched nor hurt. In the end, the fist could only barely hit the shoulder.

"You want to be a hero, right?"

Michael turned around as if nothing had happened and struck back with another sword. As the guardian of the Sun Sky, he naturally held the Sword of the Sun, but this sword surrounded by the fire of the sun did not strengthen Wuming at all. The sun in the non-material world would not treat him differently.

"Huh, will you give the hero any benefits? Why do you always emphasize this?"

Wuming dodged the sword but still refused to admit defeat.

"The Garden of Eden is a home prepared for our angel brothers and sisters, the [perfect people], but perfect people are not born, but need humans to gradually recognize their own nature and gradually sublimate. The brave can become the general of the Garden of Eden, the wise can become the prime minister of the Garden of Eden, and the sage can become the king of the Garden of Eden. In the end, among these three, there must be someone who can become a [perfect person]. The brave is just one of the qualifications and is still under trial, so naturally there is no benefit."

Michael's tone did not change. Even though he did not hit Wuming once, he still looked calm. Even though he was Superman, he was not really considered invincible by him.

"Then it's fair that you've only tested two people, including me, so far, and then you're ready to destroy the world."

Wuming took a deep breath and pondered His weaknesses.

"Your Highness Wuming, if you are willing to put aside your prejudice, you will know that the selection of the three has started simultaneously and is still ongoing."

Michael's voice resounded throughout the planet, or rather, He never felt that this was an unjust act that needed to be concealed.

“Under natural disasters, everyone is equally threatened, but at this time, the differences among humans are more evident. Those who face disasters and put their hope in their own military strength are both brave;

He who uses wisdom to resist disasters is a wise man;

The one who commands both and makes the division of labor clear is the sage. Well, but if it is like this, something will be missed. "

The scales in His left hand dissolved and turned back into a bronze horn.

The horn was simple and crude, but at that moment it emitted a long humming sound.

The sound spread throughout the world, and then the ground cracked.

Fiery red magma gushed out from the ground, the sound of horse hooves could be heard, and a knight was carried on a white horse. He held a longbow in his hand and wore a crown. His skin was as pale as a dead person, and there was only a tiny spark of fire in his dark eye sockets.

Another red horse was trampling the ground, breathing hot air violently. The knight was holding a big sword that was glowing red and blood was flowing down from it.

The third horse snorted, and the black horse carried a rider on his back. The rider held a scale, with gold and silver on one side and wheat and beans on the other.

The fourth horse stood still silently, and its rider was holding a crude sickle, like a farmer harvesting wheat straw.

The knights were dressed in simple medieval attire, with no bright armor and no gorgeous flags. Virtue was beyond them, but from the moment they were born, they wanted to bring war to the world.

"You can't show bravery and wisdom when dealing with a disaster that you don't know or feel, and you can't be considered a hero when you use your strength against a stone that can't fight back."

Michael nodded in satisfaction, but this only made Wuming feel sick. Throwing some supernatural life forms into the battle against mere carbon-based creatures would be a test and a slaughter that would be useless.

"call......"

Wuming took a deep breath, and for some reason the power that emerged made him faster and stronger, but he didn't have the heart to care about these things now. With his super hearing, he could hear the sounds from the other side of the earth. The Doomsday Knights used scales to take away food and brought hunger, wielded sickles and reaped lives, treating the old, the weak, women and children equally. The wailing of strangers in his ears made his heart feel blocked, and Michael's contempt also made him angry.

Let me be faster and stronger. If I were a superman, I could definitely do it!

The will in my heart was roaring loudly, and the will affected my body, making Wuming feel hot all over. Now that they are gone, I can throw myself into the battle without hesitation!

Michael raised his head in surprise, and the flaming sword stabbed at Wuming at the last second. But this time, he did not rely on his speed to dodge. He raised his left arm horizontally, clamped the burning sword with his arm and forearm, and then put his right hand together to form a knife, raised it high, and then...

cut!

An ordinary person's hand knife cannot split wood, but a superman's hand knife can definitely split an angel's sword!

The severe pain brought by the high temperature made his left arm numb, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He tightened his muscles, and the moment he chopped down with his hand knife, he twisted his left arm violently. With a click, the sword broke. The archangel's face changed for the first time. Regardless of his injuries, Wuming exerted force suddenly, and the sword that cut the planet apart began to break into pieces from the sword body.

"you?"

His left hand was almost burnt in the brief contact, but the severe pain only made Wuming's fist harder and faster!

Before the Archangel could react and say anything, his wrist was tightly grasped by Wuming. Wuming pulled it violently, clenched his right fist, and punched the god-like being in the chest!

"boom!"

Just hitting the god-like being in human form, the recoil brought about was harder than hitting a mountain. The previous punch had sent the archangel flying, but this invincible warrior king had already released his strength during the flight. But how could he resolve this angry blow at close range?

"Come again!"

The first punch made the god-like man's body tremble, but this was just the beginning. Wuming's second punch, the third punch, and the hundredth punch continued to be thrown!

Michael's body was hit repeatedly at this moment, the whistling wind from his fists made the sky dim, and the glory of God was about to dissipate under Superman's fist!

"enough!"

There was a slight fluctuation in Michael's voice, and his broken body was healing with difficulty. His other hand took advantage of the gap when Wuming retracted his fist and tightly grasped his arm. Then, he saw Wuming's head getting closer and closer!

"you!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a headbutt. Both of them were knocked down from the sky to the ground by the force of the blow. The two people who were tightly entangled fell to the ground at the same time, creating a deep pit in the earth!

The people who were slaughtered by the Doomsday Knights felt the sky darken, and a red-and-gold meteor fell from the sky. The knights looked at that side in silence, giving people a chance to breathe.

"Who is it? Did they fight with Michael?"

"Is it Satan? Or something else?"

The next moment, a red figure was knocked out from the ground. The humanoid creature barely stopped in mid-air, looking at the ground with a serious expression.

People nearby saw the tall and majestic figure out of the corner of their eyes. A red cloak was fluttering behind him, rustling in the night wind. In the dimming world, it seemed that he was the only one shining!

"Who is it? Who can wrestle with the archangel?"

"It's definitely not Satan, Satan is a dragon!"

Amidst the whispers, the red figure asked questions underground.

"Michael, I want to know, can God bleed?"

No one answered, only a light rose from the ground and illuminated the world again.

In the light, a god-like being spread its wings and slowly emerged from underground into the sky.

He silently stared at the red figure. In the light, the [S] symbol on the figure's chest was shining brightly, and under the body of the god-like being, a drop of golden blood slowly slid down.

"It seems so."

Chapter 186 re: Come out and see Superman

The survivor opened his eyes wide and stammered, "Hey, come out and see Superman! No, that's not right, am I still asleep? Maybe this was just a nightmare..."

Others were quite calm.

"Calm down, man. I wouldn't be surprised if a tentacle monster popped up. Now, no matter who is willing to stand up to this bastard, even the devil would be willing to kiss the soles of his shoes."

Michael lowered his head, looking at the half-broken flaming sword in his hand, and his smile disappeared.

"You destroyed the artifact the Lord gave me."

"You have destroyed countless families who are trying to survive without the blessings of your Lord."

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