I am God Chapter 655: : The kingdom of heaven is coming

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Kingdom of good news.

The looming kingdom originally floating above the royal capital began to shift away from the beams of ceremonial light invisible to ordinary people on the ground, just like leaving a huge net, and then moved towards the distance. go.

The passage from the entire Jiayin Kingdom to that country also began to slowly settle, but it was not completely closed, but pulled all the spirits to another direction and sealed them.

With the transfer of that country, such a big movement cannot be concealed.

The Winged Men under the sky raised their heads one by one, and some flew high, praying to the kingdom above the sea of ​​clouds under the sun and clouds.

"The kingdom of heaven emerged from the sea of ​​clouds!" People watched the kingdom emerge from the sea of ​​clouds, the golden sun shone on the top of the mountain, and a long staircase could be faintly seen.

"Have you heard the bell from the bright heaven!" Someone listened attentively, and faintly heard the bell coming from the sea of ​​clouds.

"We respectfully send you away and look forward to your coming again." Everyone understands what this means, the kingdom of heaven is leaving here.

"Great king of angels, please..." Everyone was a little bit reluctant, but it is well known that the kingdom of heaven will not stay in one place forever.

There are already many kingdoms in the sky, but this one obviously belongs to the Yiren and the sky messengers. The holy mountain of light that once stood on the earth is now the kingdom of heaven.

Therefore, in the mouth of Yiren, it is also called the Bright Kingdom.

Romir had already ordered the transfer of this holy mountain of light before, and now the transfer has finally been completed.

It left the Kingdom of Good News and headed for the Kingdom of Silence.

Began the next metamorphosis, and perhaps the last metamorphosis.

This moment.

The nine-winged sky brought Lomir to the foot of the Holy Mountain of Light. You can see that there was a spring-like building here at some point. holy light.

And every time the Bright Holy Mountain shifts and transforms, there will be changes here.

Standing beside this spring pool, Romil looked at the scenery inside the water, and seemed to be able to see a lot of restless spirits and consciousness.

He bent down and put his hand into the water.

In a split second.

The whole spring pool boiled, and there seemed to be countless shadows at the bottom of the spring water wanting to rush out, grabbing Romir's hand with great anticipation and eagerness.

I want to penetrate the underwater world and come to this world.

Romir spoke, and he told the decayed spirits in the water who had exhausted their spirituality.

"The covenant of the kingdom of heaven is about to be completed, and then you will wake up and complete the transformation of angels."

"However, if you really want to restore everything you once had, you want to truly be with God and walk with God."

Lomil looked into the distance, as if he was also expecting something.

"We can only wait for Master Duma to lead us there."

After the voice fell, the whole spring pond slowly calmed down.

Romil turned and left, returning to the temple.

Recently.

Many, many things have happened in the Land of Light, each of which worries Romir.

Every day, various forces and organizations are pouring into the Land of Light, and unprecedented things are happening everywhere.

There are shadows of myths, people who have become gods, and various famous forces and organizations everywhere. It feels like they are going to carve up the entire land of light, and there are already many small countries and small forces with winged people who have begun to secretly invest in it. there.

In the chaos, many countries of the Yiren are asking for the Holy Mountain of Light, but most of them are sent by Lomir to have a look, but they have never gone down the mountain.

At this time, he knew that he had to keep calm and not move.

Now, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at him.

Just wait for him to show his flaws.

And this is something that every god-becoming person needs to face.

But these are not problems, as long as he can successfully enter the myth, all problems will be solved.

In the temple, he asked another eight-winged angel.

"How?"

"What's going on with Turgzman?"

The other party replied: "The forces of the king of **** are active there very frequently. It seems that they are beginning to prepare for the opening of the astral gate in advance. Besides, believers of other gods have also begun to enter there to make a stand. The situation there is too chaotic now, and I don't think it's appropriate to intervene too much at the moment."

After all, Tugzman is too far away, and it is not the core area of ​​the Holy Mountain of Light and the necessary area for the plan. It is already the limit to send an apostle there.

Now that an apostle is there, and the critical moment is approaching, it is indeed inappropriate to meddle too much in the affairs there.

At least not at this time.

Romil asked about one of the core domains of the Chengshen Project, which is also where they will go next: "Have you found anything in the Kingdom of Silence?"

Romil asked very seriously, because he had already planned to become a **** in the Kingdom of Silence.

The other party said: "There is no major problem, and everything is going well."

Romir then asked: "There is no big situation, what about the small situation?"

The other party said: "There are shadows of demons haunting many places. We caught a few, but it is estimated that there are more that have not been discovered."

Hearing the news, Romil felt relieved.

What you fear most is not bad news, but no news at all.

"Where is the contract with the kingdom of heaven?" Romil's voice was much lower when he talked about this.

"We have investigated over there, and we haven't seen any problems so far. The contract of the kingdom of heaven is intact." The eight-winged sky envoy moved closer to the statue, and then answered.

"Where are all the servants there, as well as the powerful families who have signed the heavenly contract?" Lomir continued to ask.

"We have checked, there should be no demons inside, and it has not been polluted by other known corrupt forces." The eight-winged angel said.

At present, it seems that the most impatient and eager to try is the king of lust. It seems that he doesn't even cover up, and he tells everyone that she is going to attack the god-turned-Lomil.

However, it can't be concealed. Everyone understands the path of the king of the abyss to become a god.

Speaking of the King of Lust, the Throne Angel Romir and the Eight-Winged Sky Angel didn't look very good.

After all.

This was once the oldest king of sky angels and winged men, and is also the mother of Duma, the king of angels today.

"Melder, the king of lust, it seems that she still has obsession with the Winged Man."

Romir has already prepared, if it is a mere Meld, it is impossible to do anything about him.

The kingdom in the sky shifted slowly and gradually disappeared into the distance.

As soon as Guangming Kingdom left, a figure came outside the capital of Jiayin Kingdom. This is a female devil, but at this moment, there is a strong aura of the law of original sin of **** permeating her body.

The female demon walked along every temple, looking for the core key of this huge ceremony.

This ceremony is very magical.

So large and obvious, so powerful and so complex.

According to the theory, it should be easy to find its flaws.

But because it is so obvious, so large and complex, it seems that every place may be its key core, and it is impossible to find the location of its core.

If you can't find the core, even if you destroy any other place, it won't help.

The person who set up this ritual has a perfect understanding of the power of the ritual, and he has long been on guard against others destroying the ritual array.

"Not here."

"Where is it?"

"Where is it?"

If she can't find a flaw in the ritual, then she will directly find the source of the other party from another level.

She just learned a secret.

This huge ritual array not only consumed unimaginable resources and materials, manpower and material resources, but the core key is most likely the king of angels, Duma himself.

The devil kept wandering around, and finally came to a small old prayer hall outside the city.

The demon raised his head and finally settled down.

"It turns out that you really use yourself as the cornerstone of the ceremony to make others a myth."

"Just a slave."

"Is it worth everything you do for him?"

In Melder's eyes, all sky angels are servants of their family.

And wing people.

They are just consumables, not even servants.

Meilde seemed very annoyed, thinking that Duma was humiliating himself: "You are the child of the God of West Asia."

Meld walked towards the old prayer hall, his cold voice contained a trace of expectation.

"The magic left by the gods has been turned into a trinity magic by you."

"Duma!"

"The cornerstone of your stay here is wisdom, memory, or desire personality?"

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The Kingdom of Silence.

In the minaret building left by the Nit family.

Nit has become busier recently. He runs on the ground every day, and the places he goes are getting farther and farther.

The surrounding rituals have been eroded and transformed by his power invisibly, and transformed into another ritual.

Have to say.

Nite's mother's pair of jealous magic eyes have special powers and play a big role.

Being able to temporarily control others consciously without contaminating others with power makes it harder for others to discover.

In terms of concealment, it is more special than the devil of the king of lust.

Of course.

There may also be reasons that have never been seen before.

Nit came back from a distant place, and as soon as he came back, he opened the window, stood on the high tower and looked into the distance.

It was so windy that he needed to secure the windows.

But the snow drifted into the house with the wind.

Nite watched for a long time, but still didn't see the figure he wanted to see.

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, and it has entered the depths of winter. After meeting Miss Messenger last time, she never came over again.

Nit looked at the bitter wind and snow, and thought of the messenger who delivered letters in the cold winter.

Thinking of her floppy hat and scarf, her bulging, heavy messenger bag.

Also.

The face was flushed red from the cold.

The other party is just an ordinary person. It is difficult for his body to deliver a letter in such a cold weather. He has always felt that the other party is a bit reluctant to himself. Why should he send a letter in such a winter?

There is some special reason, but no matter how special it is, it is difficult for ordinary people to fight the cold, it must be very hard.

He suddenly wanted to take a look at the other party.

He turned around and stopped again.

However, what kind of reason is needed?

Nit suddenly remembered what the other party often asked himself: "Do you still have nothing to send?"

Nit closed the window, sat at the table, picked up the quill, and dipped it in the ink bottle.

He wanted to write someone, but he thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't write.

Because he doesn't know who to write to.

Besides, even if he writes it out, Miss Messenger can't send it so far!

But in the end, he wrote a letter anyway.

He took the letter to the city that he could see from the window in the distance, and found Miss Messenger's home according to the address the other party told him.

He knocked on the door and waited for a while.

"Who is it?"

There was a sound from inside the room, and the door was pushed open, and Nit saw the messenger girl who was wrapped in a blanket and looked very weak.

Today, she didn't wear a hat, goggles or scarf, and she was no longer in such a hurry and busy, looking extraordinarily peaceful.

She stood at the door, coughing constantly, and looked at Nit in surprise.

Nit asked the other party: "You are sick."

Miss Messenger: "After I left your house that day, I didn't find the recipient's address until it was dark. When I came back, it was windy and dark. I got lost and fell ill when I got home."

Nit said: "You are working too hard."

Miss Messenger smiled and did not explain anything.

Miss Messenger invited Nite to warm up by the fire. Although she was ill, she still entertained him warmly and prepared hot tea and food for him even though Nite said she didn't need her.

She said: "When you come to my house, you are my guest."

And Nite is a person who can't hold back others, he just said a word and obeyed.

Nit looked at the room after sitting down, and could see letters piled up in the room, as well as undelivered packages.

Dated on them, some seem to have expired.

They are neatly organized and categorized.

"Hello, Mr. Neat!"

"Your tea."

Nit looked away from the letters and packages, and immediately took them in a hurry.

Miss Messenger waited for Nite to take a sip of hot tea before asking.

"Mr. Nit, what do you want me to do?"

Nit didn't speak, just took out a letter.

The messenger lady took it over solemnly, she seemed to care very much about every mail and letter.

"Where is Mr. Nit going to send it, and who is he going to send it to?"

"However, as you can see recently, I am not in good health, and it will take a few days before I can send it."

Nit pointed to Miss Messenger and said, "A letter for you."

Miss Messenger was very puzzled: "A letter for me?"

She opened Nit's letter in confusion, and then saw what was written on the letter.

"Why are you working so hard to deliver the letter?"

It was a very simple sentence, Miss Messenger couldn't help laughing after reading it, and she looked at Nit.

"Mr. Nit must think that I am a weirdo, yes, everyone calls me the Winter Messenger!"

"The winter in the Kingdom of Silence is so cold, and messengers usually choose to rest. It is a bit strange that I choose to still deliver letters."

Nit shook his head quickly: "I don't think it's strange, but I think you are amazing."

Nit paused for a moment, then he asked again.

"But I don't understand, why?"

"People always need a reason for their efforts!"

he said.

"If it were me, without a necessary reason, I would definitely choose to curl up in a warm room and do nothing."

Miss Messenger told Nit: "The reason is actually very simple, because when I was young, what I was most afraid of was winter, and I spent the winter alone."

“But one day the cold wind was howling, as if a monster was roaring, and when I was most afraid, someone knocked on my door at this time.”

Miss Messenger's story is somewhat ordinary, far less bizarre than Nit's life and experience, nor is Nit's innate legendary background and blood.

But for some reason, Nite likes such stories very much.

It gives people a kind of ordinary and simple warmth.

Miss Messenger said: "It's been so long, I actually kind of forgot what the postman looked like and what he sent me."

"But I still remember the joy I felt at that time."

"Then one day, I also became a messenger."

"I always think of the picture of my childhood."

"In such a cold winter, everyone is more eager for messengers to knock on the doors and windows of their homes."

"Every letter, every package, will make people feel warm!"

Miss Messenger smiled, still the same smile that was not bright, but warm and infiltrating people's hearts.

After the messenger finished speaking, she looked at the unfinished letters in the room.

"Unfortunately."

"It's just that sometimes no matter how hard you try, you can't deliver every letter!"

"There are a lot of letters in here, I guess I will not be able to send them out in the end, because the time limit has exceeded."

Wrapped in a blanket, she said helplessly.

"My abilities are limited!"

Nit told Miss Messenger: "You have tried your best."

Miss Messenger thanked Nit for his comfort, but she couldn't help but look at the mail piled up in the corner.

"Just."

"Those who don't receive them must be very disappointed!"

After talking to Nit, Miss Messenger suddenly felt much better. Her body, which was still sick just now, seemed to be gradually recovering.

She stood up in a daze, and touched her forehead.

Suspiciously said: "It seems that the fever has gone away."

Nite also chose to say goodbye at this time. He had sent the letter and got the answer he had always wanted.

When you open the door, you can see a lively sacrificial ceremony being held on the street outside.

It is the **** of Yiren who worships.

Looking at the scene of the sacrifice, Nite felt a little bad.

The girl is extremely sensitive to emotional changes, and immediately noticed the changes in Nite.

She asked: "Don't you like gods?"

Nitt nodded: "I don't like the God of the Winged Man."

Miss Messenger asked Nit: "Why?"

Nit said: "Because she is an arrogant god, she sits and watches evil devour her people, and allows her followers to howl in despair."

Miss Messenger: "Perhaps, gods are not omnipotent. Sometimes she can't do everything well and answer every prayer?"

Nit said: "How is it possible, she is a god, at least she should be able to hear my voice."

"It's just that she doesn't want to bother."

Miss Messenger didn't know how to comfort Nit, and finally she could only say: "I think it will definitely get better."

Nit looked at Miss Messenger and couldn't help but said, "You said the same thing as the people I know."

Miss Messenger: "What's the same?"

Nit: "I also have expectations for the future!"

Miss Messenger: "Then what happened to them?"

Nitt said: "They died with that expectation for the future."

Miss Messenger: "Sorry."

Nit: "This has nothing to do with you, it's what I want to say."

Nit saw Miss Messenger's eyes, as if his own depression had been transferred to Miss Messenger's eyes, which he didn't want to see.

He immediately stopped talking and said no more.

"It should be I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this."

Nit stepped out and walked outside the door.

When he left, he said something.

"However."

"If I were a god, I wouldn't be like the king of angels."

"I will protect all the people I can protect, and I will not let those who believe in me cry in misery and just sit idly by."

He paused for a moment, and his voice became quieter, becoming inaudible only he could hear.

"At least, I will avenge them."

Nit flew towards the sky and disappeared into the distance.

Flying and flying, flying out of the city and about to reach home.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Who?"

Nit felt something, he stopped suddenly and wanted to look around.

But without warning, a strange white palm covered with bone armor pierced through the void and pierced his body.

Nit can't move for an instant.

Because a powerful sealing power is gushing out from the bone hand, freezing all its power.

Even Nite's power of original sin, the bottle of original sin that the King of Hell secretly concocted without telling others, the other party seems to understand it very well, and even prepared it long ago.

Seal the bottle tightly and prevent him from opening it a little bit.

A vortex rolled out of Nite's chest, sealing him completely.

"Who is it?"

Until the end, Nite still didn't see the man's appearance clearly, and his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

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In the room of the steeple.

Nit fell asleep, and he had a nightmare.

He dreamed about the dead people in the town again, dreaming that they were hanging in the air by the rope one by one, screaming in despair.

He dreamed that people from the Gate of Hell organization gathered in the Night Hotel, discussing what to do in the future, and finally looked at him in unison, and then turned into corpses burned by the holy light .

Nit woke up from a nightmare.

He opened his eyes only to find himself in a room high up in the spire.

He sat up, held his face tightly, and kept mumbling.

"I will avenge you."

"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

After a while, his mood gradually calmed down.

But after waking up, he always felt empty in his heart.

It seems that something very important has been lost, and it seems that something has been forgotten.

Maybe it was just because of that nightmare!

"Maybe I've been too tired recently."

Nite stood up, his eyes suddenly saw the sand clock beside him, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

"The sand clock is almost empty."

Before you know it, the sand in the sand clock is about to run out.

Nit immediately called for his mother, but recently his mother, Miggina, has gone to nowhere, and there is basically no one to be found except that she will appear every night when she sets out.

Nit hurried to the outside of the steeple, looking into the distance in the twilight.

"It's really coming."

At this time, a mountain floating in the sky appeared on the edge of the Silent Kingdom.

That is the Bright Kingdom.

With the arrival of the other party, the rituals covering the entire Silent Kingdom became active, and they seemed to have sensed the arrival of that heavenly kingdom.

Nit took a few steps forward, wanting to further sense the changes of other ritual array nodes in the distance.

At this time, Nit's mother Miggina appeared on time.

The other party was much more excited than Nit, and even his voice changed a little.

She said with great anticipation.

"Nite, our plan is about to start."

I just don't know whether she is expecting that Nit will become a god, or whether she is expecting to witness that heaven fall before her eyes.