I Possessed the Sun God

Chapter 245: : Summoning: The most sacred ritual

"God, Typhon is actually immortal."

"It says it is an immortal existence on this planet, but what about outer space? I think we can try to transport it to outer space, maybe it can kill it."

"The problem is how to transport it to space. It is so huge and the weight is not estimated to be light. With modern transportation capabilities, it is impossible to transport it to space at one time, and Typhon is not. Dead thing, I won’t stand and let you put it in a box."

"All the attacks that can't kill me will make me stronger. This sentence is so familiar, it seems to be said by a character in one of our anime. Does Typhon like to watch our Dongying anime too? If that is the case, I suddenly I think we might be able to try to pull together Tifeng."

"...What are you thinking about? This sentence is from Nietzsche. The original sentence is ‘Those that can’t kill me will only make me stronger’."

"Every time you are killed, you get stronger. Typhon is a bit like the leaf rot in Ultraman, but in Ultraman, leaf rot is known as the most difficult monster in the universe. Even Max Ultraman doesn’t have it. The only way to kill him was to send it away from the earth. I wonder if this angel can also send Typhon up like Altman Max."

"I guess it's difficult."

"How can there be such an unscientific monster in the world."

"..."

After seeing Typhon recovering again and his body is stronger than before, experts around the world’s top leaders began to think about how to deal with Typhon. After all, Typhon could appear in Sicily today, maybe Typhon tomorrow. Or maybe another demon appeared at the door of his own house. It's always right to accumulate more points.

And Dongying people even whimsical people to use anime to win Tifeng.

Although the people who came up with this idea also know that this plan is as unreliable as the last time I hit Cthulhu with a boat, but I am not afraid of 10,000, just in case, what if...what if it succeeds?

Once it succeeds, Dongying can immediately rise to a higher level. As for failure... the most failure is that the people who go to the negotiation lose their lives. Dongying lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of those who ‘voluntarily’ to dedicate themselves to Dongying.

But when he spoke, he was thrown cold water by his companions. The ‘evidence’ on which he was based was also rejected, and he had to bow his head in embarrassment.

On the Mediterranean Sea, the resurrected Typhon roared, and the air vibrated. The sound from those snakes' mouths shook the eardrums of millions of mortals in Sicily. Many people suffered short-term deafness.

A tsunami that was tens of meters high and nearly 100 meters high was lifted by Typhon, and the air was full of disturbing air currents and cyclones, and terrifying vortices were generated at the feet of Florence.

In an instant, the sea near Sicily turned into a Jedi.

If it is an ordinary human, even if it is an aircraft carrier of advanced technology creation of human beings, it is estimated that it will be swallowed by the sea, and then become a sunken ship that is discovered a few years later, but for the angel of Florence, this kind of desperation It's just a landscape of nature.

What really deserves his dignity is Typhon who rushes over.

"The Almighty Lord..."

With the sound of Florence's praise, a little light descended from the heaven that didn't know where it was.

This light expanded and covered silently with him as the center, and a phantom of a sacred church appeared in the light.

The Gothic church envelops the rushing Typhon. This church, which seems to be about the same size as the small churches in many remote small cities, wonderfully incorporates Typhon, high and low, big and small, There is no longer an absolute contrast in front of it.

The sacred light shines through the painted glass windows. Rows of seats are empty. In the center of the church, a huge silver cross is erected on it.

"What do you want to do? Ants."

Typhon was forcibly suppressed in place by some invisible force, unable to move, the power that had been surging from the void and poured into its body was cut off by this church, and the mental induction was crazy warning.

Florence, the angel named salvation by the Cross and countless believers, slowly walked towards the center of the church.

He stood in front of the cross, half-closed his eyes, slowly knelt down, and drew the cross in front of his chest, three pairs of pure white wings trembling slightly.

As if he had noticed something, the little angels flying around him sang songs in a sad tone that did not belong to any language on the Blue Star. The inexplicable sadness was revealed and infected every inhabitant of Sicily.

"It's so uncomfortable, I don't know why I suddenly feel so uncomfortable in my heart."

"I feel that something important is being lost."

"I want to cry."

"..."

Florence stood up, walked to the cross without joy or sorrow on his face, slowly turned around, leaning on the cross with his back, the pure white wings trembling a few times, and the feathers slowly fell off, just After a few breaths, all the three pairs of wings behind him were separated, and there was no trace of the wings.

Florence, who was incarnate as a mortal, opened his hands, but in an instant, there was a phantom of Florence in the robes of a red archbishop in front of him.

"How come there are two Florence?"

"The Florence phantom standing in front of him seems to be the Florence who stabbed the Saint Messiah to death. Look at the blood stains on the body of the Florence phantom and the holding in his hand. The dagger, doesn’t it look like the way he used the dagger to pierce the body of the Son of Messiah?"

"I just compared the original photos, and they are really exactly the same."

"Is that phantom the Florence of the past?"

"The cross with open arms~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is called out of Florence from the past. Is he learning the Son of Messiah? But what's the use?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and guessed. Therefore, Lucifer, the king of angels, has shown a long-term relationship. Everyone leans on time, guessing that the phantom comes from Florence in the past, and the present one has turned into an angel. Florence is studying the Son of Messiah.

As the ceremony was about to begin, an inexplicable sense of panic appeared on Typhon’s mind, which seemed to indicate that a great horror was about to fall on it, even if it was an immortal body, even if it was only in this one. On the beautiful planet, the continuous gain of energy will also face some kind of supreme ruling.

"Praise my Lord Messiah..."

Florence drew the cross lightly across his chest and slowly closed his eyes.

The Florence who had been summoned by him from the past, while closing his eyes, stabs the hand holding the dagger forward.

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