Marty has been dreaming more and more frequently recently. Since coming into contact with the brave, gifts from the gods have appeared in his dreams more and more frequently.
Now as long as he closes his eyes, he can see an angel with a peaceful face, a halo above his head, and a pair of white wings on his back, opening his arms towards him.
Whenever he wanted to fall into the arms of an angel, he found that no matter how hard he stepped or tried, he could not get close to the angel. He could only watch helplessly as the angel kept a certain distance from him, but he could not get close.
Regarding this situation, Marty thought that his faith was not pious enough and that he could not get close to the great angel without trying hard. The angel in the dream seemed to have sensed Marty's thoughts, and his smile became more peaceful and kind, like a compassionate one. God is watching the suffering of mankind.
In the past month, with Marty's continuous efforts, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the angel. Now he could feel the angel's palm just one step away from him as soon as he closed his eyes.
It's so good...
Although his mind has not been very clear recently, Marty always hides in his room and sheds tears from time to time. He feels that what he has been fighting for in his life is worth it, and angels really come to save him. Well, the angel really came to take me to the kingdom of gods.
Marty was laughing and crying alone, his face was split with laughter and his mouth was tearing up from laughter and he still didn't stop.
Finally one night, Marty was able to touch the angel's palm in his dream. Looking at the angel's kind and gentle face, Marty fell to his knees and cried loudly.
"Great angel, supreme bringer of light, are you finally going to take me to the kingdom of light?"
Marty cried loudly like a child who had found a home. He finally completed all the archbishops and red archbishops of the Illuminati Religion. , including the Pope's long-cherished wish, to come into contact with angels and enter the Kingdom of God.
His mood at the moment was indescribable. He was ecstatic, fulfilled, happy, excited, joyful, and joyful. All kinds of positive emotions were flowing repeatedly in his heart. Crying with joy was the truest reflection of his heart now.
He has almost forgotten who he is now. He only knows how to blend into the embrace of angels and truly enter the kingdom of gods.
After crying for a while, Marty wiped away his tears and stood up. Looking at the surrounding sunshine, sea of clouds, golden buildings and the angel standing at the gate, Marty, who had just stood up, suddenly fell down.
Every time he climbed forward, he kissed the clouds on the ground deeply, and crawled toward the angel step by step.
Marty closed his eyes tightly, because he felt that he was just a mortal, he was just a spreader of divine beliefs, and he was not worthy of looking directly at the great angel. The look just now made him feel guilty.
When Marty crawled on the ground, the originally majestic and sacred paradise was instantly reversed. The earth began to crack, the clouds turned into bones composed of blood, the sky became dim, and the golden and bright buildings turned into a horrific nightmare made of flesh and blood. There were countless grinning demons around, and bones and pieces of meat were boiling in the soup pot in front of the demons.
The looming gardens farther away looked strangely ghostly, emitting green poisonous gas. Each one was fat and covered with maggots. The zombie-like demons laughed loudly and sang, reciting the unknown existence, and boiled in the soup pot in front of them. A terrifying plague.
The little angel fluttering its wings in the distance has now turned into a little devil holding a pair of crosses, an arrow on its butt, a tail and brown horns on its forehead. It is filled with angry roars, screams, and shrill screams. Malicious taunts lingered around.
The strange thing is that Marty, who is lying on the ground, still looks frightened. There are still bright golden clouds under him, but the two sides have turned into hell, and the surrounding flames seem to have come to life, turning into flame demons. Standing on both sides of Marty, waving long whips, looking at this ignorant mortal who was fooled by the devil with mocking eyes.
Marty climbed to the angel's feet, kissed the angel's feet, and heard the angel's gentle voice in his ears.
"My poor child, you are the messenger of the God of Light, and you are the collector of faith in the God of Light. You are qualified to open your narrow eyes and look directly at me in heaven, because this is the mission given to you by the gods!"
I heard . Hearing the gentle voice of the angel beside him, Marty, who was extremely excited, opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was the tentacles and feet condensed by countless tiny eyes.
This, what is this? ! ! ! These are not the holy feet of angels, this, this, what a blasphemy! ! !
The sudden terror and weirdness swept through Marty's heart instantly. He suddenly collapsed on the ground, looking at the dry land around him and the jungle burning with strange flames. He didn't dare to raise his head.
His whole body was trembling, and his eyes moved upward little by little. He saw the laughing rotten demon, he saw the strange poisonous gas forest, he saw the cauldron where meat and bones were cooked, he saw the taunting demon, Looking at those ferocious demons, listening to the vicious laughter and desperate shouts in my ears.
He saw it, he heard it, he smelled it, he understood it all.
All of this is a scam, a scam set by the terrible devil of hell and the devil of the abyss for him.
Marty's heart was broken, his faith was shattered, everything he had shown off to everyone around him, everything he thought he was, was gone.
Obviously a second ago, he was so satisfied and weeping with joy. He felt that his life had reached its peak. His life was complete. He wanted nothing more and was ready to enter the kingdom of gods.
Now that he has fallen into hell, all he sees is the horrific misery and sin. The endless sins are lingering over this area like dark clouds. What kind of angel is there in front of him?
It was clearly a man with a ferocious face, three pairs of horns on his head, bat-like wings behind his back, eyes on his chest, and tentacles made of eyes below. He had two hands on his feet, one looked like an octopus's claw, and the other looked like someone's. A demon with the claws of an unknown beast! ! ! !
Marty's eyes, which were completely dull, slowly came back to his senses. As the most devout believer of the God of Light, he decided to fight the devil to the death even if he was in hell! ! !
He will not cry, he will not be surprised, he will not be shocked. What is filling his chest now is endless anger and murderous intent. He will fight the devil in the name of a believer in the God of Light and kill this demagogue. devil! ! !
"Damn devil, even if you bewitch me and take my soul to the abyss, I will die with you!!!"
Worthy of being the most devout believer of the God of Light, Marty is not at all what Kano imagined. Fragile, he adjusted his mentality very quickly. As a believer, he believed in the God of Light and shouted the God of Light's divine words to attack him.
It's a pity that this place is completely under Kano's control, and Marty is not the protagonist of a passionate series, he is just an ignorant and stupid fanatic.
Kano laughed loudly, he enjoyed the despair he brought to the other party so much, but the other party's despair disappeared in a flash, and he actually plucked up the courage and murderous intention to attack him again.
This made Kano very unhappy. He wanted to change the method of play. He wanted to make the other party more desperate. He liked to see people lose their light and sink into the abyss in darkness.
A sharp flaming sword suddenly appeared in the hands of Marty, who was bare-handed. The sword exuded a holy and pure light.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
"It's light, it's hateful light!!"
"No!!!!"
The holy light emitted by the sword actually shone on the demons who screamed repeatedly, and some demons were directly affected by this. The ashes illuminated by the light disappeared, and the surrounding earth that had been corrupted, damaged, and burned began to slowly return to its original state. Anyone who looked directly at the sacred light would see thick, foul-smelling blood flowing from their eyes.
The twisted demon who had pretended to be an angel just now had a look of horror on his face. His eyes were darting from side to side, as if looking for a way to escape from the devil's body. His hands like octopus claws began to tremble randomly. The twisted demon seemed to have seen his eyes. The natural enemy is a terrifying existence that can turn him into a puddle of ashes.
This magical scene inspired Marty. God did not give up on him. The God of Light gave him a pure weapon! ! ! !
Looking at the performance of the demons around him and the panic on the face of the twisted demon in front of him, Marty is determined. With the weapons given by the God of Light, he will kill through the entire hell! ! !
"Go to hell, you damn devil, you devil who plays with people's hearts, you and your hell will be reduced to ashes under the light of the God of Light!!!"
Marty let out a war cry, and then he jumped He stood up and inserted the long sword shining with divine light and burning flames into the demon's chest.
"Ah!!!!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The twisted demon screamed, and Marty also laughed heartily. But soon Marty discovered that something was wrong, and the devil's scream turned into a low laugh.
The unknown claws of the devil gently pinched Marty's head, lifted him up and put him in front of him. The devil's distorted face no longer looked frightened and panicked, but instead had a mocking smile.
"You really make me sad, dear Marty, those words, those quotations, those praises to the gods, but I taught you, why do you do this to me?"
Said the devil's tentacles. The long sword with burning flames in its chest was pulled out and thrown aside. The long sword turned into a wisp of flying ash in the air and disappeared.
"This hell is mine, and the blazing sword in your hand is also mine, my cute little fool."
What? How could it be...
I clearly saw...
The devil's words made Marty's heart completely fall into the abyss. He declined at a speed visible to the naked eye. His energy and spirit were pulled out, and his eyesight was lost. The original luster of perseverance and anger was lost. He was desperate, completely desperate.
He didn't even want to scream and curse now. He knew that everything was meaningless. He had failed. He had betrayed the trust of the gods. Regret and despair completely swallowed his heart.
"Hahahahaha!"
This time it was Kano's turn to be happy. He looked at Marty being played with while he was clapping, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart and the pleasure arising from his despair for the other party were simply overwhelming and indescribable.
He stuck out a tongue, and the tip of his tongue turned into a mouth and spread to Marty's ear and whispered.
"Next, your soul will be mine. I will use your life to capture, slaughter, and ravage those angels that you regard as gods. Goodbye, poor unlucky guy, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so...
Marty's eyes widened in despair. He could not accept that his body would be used by the other party. He was about to say something when a tentacle wrapped around his neck and pulled out his head instantly.
Marty, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. As if he was a little uncomfortable, he shook his legs and arms, then got up and went to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and murmured to himself.
"I'm such a big bastard, I actually use this method to make myself happy. But I like it."
Marty, no, he can be called Kano now.
Kano touched the chin of this new body and found some stubble, which made him frown. He picked up a knife and shaved each beard carefully.
Kano said to himself while shaving: "It seems that I will continue to be a fanatical believer during this period. I must gain more rights, no, I must develop more believers."
"I want to be early Seeing those damn angels, every hair of those birds is priceless, Taylor will definitely like it, hahahaha..."
"The basis of believers is population. Perhaps, the belief system of this Illuminati Cult should undergo an earth-shaking change. With the changes, the church state can be established."
"Instead of developing believers in other countries, it is better to gather the population yourself and force the population to become believers."
"Developing believers attracts the attention of angels, and the wanton war and massacre attracts the attention of demons. Pay attention, kill two birds with one stone."
"Haha, hahaha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha with you
with you. The shadows behind him were twisting and squirming like devils, as if they had grown fangs and claws and were laughing upwards.
Kano laughed so hard that he swayed back and forth, left and right.
Bang!
Kano, who was laughing wildly, slipped and sat down on the ground. He had been laughing so loudly just now and suddenly bit his tongue, causing a mouthful of blood to flow from his mouth.
Kano: ...
Those who step on horses are already believers. Can't these stingy angels give some divine power to improve their physical fitness?
The Abyss casually scatters all kinds of Abyss-based treasures and absorbs so many talents... You deserve to be beaten by the Abyss.
Oh, by the way, if possible, if we find some demons from the abyss, can we create a wave of double-dealing and double-faced spies?
The new direction of thinking made Kano sit on the ground and fell into deep thought, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his mind was spinning rapidly.
Anyway, I only listen to Taylor. I neither listen to angels nor demons. Why don't I listen to both sides?
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