I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey Chapter 155

Lin Jie encouraged: “Don’t stick to hatred, it’s just one thing you have to do, not all of you. In fact, life is not only the mess in front of you, but also poetry and distant fields. Take a long-term view, your life It will be even more exciting…”

He paused for a moment, then said with a chuckle: “Of course, before that, we have to deal with the group of [beep——] from the Dome Church, and comfort the spirits of the deceased.”

Vincent nodded, made up his mind, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the book.

The book full of taboo and obscure words was slowly opened, and Vincent was slightly shocked. In an instant, he felt the terrifying aura in it dissipating, and was immediately captured by unspeakable hallucinations. Black, as if falling from a chair and falling into the abyss of the universe, creating a high-speed sense of weightlessness.

Everything in his field of vision was spinning, and Vincent opened his eyes wide.

The high temperature is coming.

The burning crimson burned the eyes, and the huge and shapeless cloud of living flames was stirred and circulated by invisible forces.

In the center of the flame cloud is an indescribably huge fireball surrounded by countless light spots!

The mottled dark orange surface is covered with ugly black spots, with violent storm vortices and swirling arcs of flames continuously ejected, like huge pillars reaching the sky.

Those black spots are constantly moving and unpredictable, some are getting bigger and bigger, colliding with the storm, swallowing each other, turning into fiery huge cracks, some are getting smaller and smaller, and finally turning into nothingness.

The whole fireball is filled with the breath of destruction, the inner core is constantly collapsing, and the flame cloud keeps shrinking and expanding repeatedly, as if a monstrous rage is brewing, sending out a silent roar in the eternal universe.

This is a dying sun!

Silently and sadly, Vincent was deeply shocked, and in the shock, he was drawn towards the huge fireball, and he was also ignited, constantly absorbing the opponent’s power, and established a faintly visible fireball. connect.

He suddenly realized that this is the end of the sun’s road, collapse, destruction… this is the end.

But the sun will not perish. When one sun goes to the doomsday, it represents the new birth of another sun, which ebbs and flows, exuding eternal brilliance in the universe!

Is this the “end of eternity”…

Vincent was extremely shocked. Originally, he thought that his strength was strong enough. Just the power he had mastered could kill the Destroyer with full force, not to mention that there were others left.

It can be said that if he can fully grasp the core of the sun and the “Sacred Code of the Sun”, he will be equal to stepping into the god level, which is already the pinnacle of known power levels.

But the owner of the bookstore opened a door to a new world for him in the blink of an eye. Vincent found himself like a frog in a well, and a broader road had opened up in front of him.

As long as he doesn’t stop, the road will continue to extend. He can feel the weak will of the sun in front of him, but he doesn’t have wisdom, and the stream of consciousness is very chaotic, with only fragmented thoughts.

Vincent thought, if he could establish contact with all the suns, would something different happen, would he become… the real sun god?

Is this… Could it be “more things to support future life” that the owner of the bookstore said? !

Vincent felt that he understood the meaning of the owner of the bookstore.

At the same time, deep fear arose.

It turns out that the god level is not the limit, and it is just the definition of the limit that small human beings can imagine. In this endless universe, there seems to be no end to being strong.

And this seems to be commonplace, what level should the owner of the bookstore who gives this level of knowledge casually be at?

Was he one of those too?

Vincent felt that beneath the humanoid surface of the owner of the bookstore across the street, there might be an inhuman interior.

Lin Jie saw Vincent “reading” the book with a solemn face, and seemed to have calmed down a little, then cleared his throat and said: “I just said that taking advantage of the situation is because your personal strength is actually not very effective. , even if you go to the extreme and kill them now, you can hit ten, but in the end you only hit ten, but there are countless believers and believers in the Dome Church.”

“And it’s too dangerous. It’s really unnecessary to exchange your precious life for such a few scumbags…”

Vincent seemed to be stunned, and he sat on the seat and listened blankly. Now he shivered and came back to his senses, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he looked very scared.

He was dumbfounded, then nodded indiscriminately: “You’re right.”

Lin Jie knew at a glance that this person was about to figure it out, so he continued his efforts: “This idea obviously won’t work, but you obviously already have the biggest handle of the Dome Church in your hands, don’t you?”

Vincent immediately reacted: “Holy Moon Brain!”

The boss is right. It is undoubtedly impossible for him to use his own strength to bring down the Church of the Dome. What is more important is to reverse and smash the false beliefs of the Church of the Dome.

It’s a pity that all the Holy Moon brains on him were destroyed in the explosion and fire, and there was not even dregs left…

He told Lin Jie about the situation, but the latter shook his head and said: “One copy is not important, what matters is the source, ingredients, evidence, and even this is not important, the important thing is to convince the people.”

Lin Jie folded his hands on his chin, and said: “The raw materials for this kind of thing must have special channels, so we can’t get rid of the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce and the Luoer Resource Development Company. I will ask them to help investigate… As for how to publicize it? Shake the Dome Church, I think you, the priest, should be more familiar than me.”

“Ah, by the way, speaking of it, the Church of the Dome is probably thinking of how to silence you… Maybe it’s almost here now.”

Lin Jie patted his head, first dialed Claude’s phone number, and said directly: “Crooked, 110, there is a problem with the Dome Church.”

…

“Vincent really returned to the bookstore, and the god-level that suddenly appeared was the driving force behind it.”

He said, how could an ordinary little priest suddenly acquire such a powerful and seemingly targeted power, and have doubts about Shengyue Brain.

All of this is probably as Vanessa reported before she died. The owner of the bookstore must be a running dog of the evil god!

To actually try to shake the Dome Church’s rule and replace it, if it’s just this, I’m afraid it’s not enough!

What about the god level?

Who is not a god level?

Pope Rodney narrowed his eyes and looked at the top of his scepter. The part that had been melted reappeared, but the color was a little dim.

He had to use the sacred object “Sleeping Son of the Moon”, which is equivalent to the heir of the moon and has part of the power.

He waved his hand to screen off the person who reported the information, and muttered, “Xue Lier.”

“exist.”

The beautiful woman in a pure white nun’s costume responded, she has an extremely sacred and inviolable noble temperament, but at this moment, she has a big belly, a gentle expression, and a maternal brilliance.

Rodney asked, “How’s Buck’s pregnancy going?”

Shirley stroked her stomach and smiled, “Very well, I will bring him back from the dark side.”

As she spoke, her complexion changed, she clutched her belly, a lot of blood gushed out from her fingers, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her expression was pained with relief: “Life…and death…reincarnation…the dead…will get ……what!”

Shirley fell to the ground, her bulging stomach was dug out from the inside by a hand, which was clearly the hand of an adult man.

Immediately afterwards, the revived Buck walked out of Shirley’s stomach, but then, from Shirley’s body that was almost completely torn in half, two snow-white hands that belonged to women stretched out.

These two hands supported the ground on both sides, as if supporting someone to stand up. Shirley’s skin was completely “turned over” from the belly, forming the appearance of another woman.

The dark saint, Angelina.

As the baptismal words say – “We are with the moon, born on the bright side, and die on the dark side. When the moon completes a cycle of alternating light and dark, life and death reincarnate, and the dead will be reborn.”

Buck knelt down towards Rodney, his eyes full of fanaticism, and said, “This time, I won’t fail again!”