Regardless of what happened in the past, the important thing now is to solve the problems at hand. Jenkins looked away from the dark spot in the moon, and Liverpool opened his eyes, and saw the god standing out of nowhere in front of him and the black cat on his shoulder.
"God, why did you meddle in this?"
Due to the mutation of the body, the voice has no longer resembled a human being.
"Hand over that mirror."
Jenkins didn't open his mouth, the message went straight to Liverpool's head.
"Mirror… "
He looked down at the thing in his hands, and threw it to God without hesitation.
"Please leave."
"But I didn't make any promises...and I'm the god of lies."
Before the words fell, the black spots in the red moon erupted with even more dazzling brilliance, as if the actual energy was venting its power towards Jenkins.
But such an attack did not hurt Jenkins at all except for destroying the buildings on the ground. He didn't even dodge, the body of the god is not afraid of this level of impact.
"I'm really curious, what does it mean to give you the courage to fight against God?"
"If fate is unfair, then I can only rebel against the gods."
For a moment Jenkins feels like he's the villain, but the next moment it's gone.
Liverpool raised his hands high, and the terrifying alien species on the ground turned into red light and merged into his body. At the same time, the last ray of light seeping out from the black spot quickly merged with him. The body is seriously distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming from a human form to an indescribable alien.
"It's like you're dead too... Forget it, it's too late."
Appearing in the sky, the soft-bodied creatures living in the oldest era, with their swimming tentacles and huge red asymmetrical bodies, all seriously challenge the order of creation.
It expanded little by little, and before the tide-like spiritual pollution spread, Jenkins raised his hand, turning the power of divinity into a barrier to completely isolate this space.
This is done by simply burning divinity, rather than combining one's own abilities, so the consumption of divinity is very large.
"What's this?"
Looking at the monster transformed by Liverpool, Jenkins asked in his heart, and then the answer automatically emerged:
"The descendant of the beast of calamity [Scarlet Mayfly]—[First Blood Mollusc], it is the product of infecting humans with its own power."
Sure enough, those three blood-sucking species are actually related to the monsters sealed by the master for the sake of the saviors, which is really surprising.
While Jenkins was thinking, the benefactors from the Orthodox Church had also arrived at the scene from afar. In the eyes of mortals, a huge golden cube in the sky encloses an invisible monster and an indescribable god. A monstrous tide of blood surged in the enclosed space, and the blood-red moonlight made the blood in everyone's bodies tremble faintly.
The terrifying soft-bodied creature rose to a higher position than the gods in the night sky, and the blood tide appeared from the void like a waterfall, rushing towards the material world below. Not even the golden barrier can stop all of this, no one can know the consequences of the blood flooding the city.
"Why did it become what it is now?"
Jenkins thought, raising his right fist. If no god appeared tonight, these vampires could at least completely destroy the city below. But fate always arranges for the right person to appear in the right place with the right item at the right time. Nolan will not be eternal, but at least the fate of destruction is not at this point in time.
Under the night sky, the solitary god was wearing a pure white light, facing the unstoppable scarlet tide, and could faintly see his clothes flapping in the night wind.
No one knew what happened, time seemed to stop at that moment, and the insignificant fist was swung towards a very high place, as if the light that opened up the world was smashing towards the blood tide.
The cold light that freezes everything meets the tide, and amidst the trembling crackling sound and the chant that makes people kneel and kowtow, the tide that was rushing down abruptly stopped. The tide was frozen in the night sky, and the frost spread upward along the bloody water, and the tide was aimed at the mortals below like a sharp knife.
But it will never come down again, after all the good gods protect the city.
The god withdrew his fist and stood out of thin air with his hands behind his back. The blood tide above his head could no longer move forward. That scene was like a hero slaying a dragon alone in an ancient mural, but at least the hero still had a sword.
[Frost Fist] With the help of divine power, Jenkins has unimaginable power, and he is very satisfied with all of this. The right hand stretched out again, and the dots of light converged into a strangely shaped miner's lamp.
Amidst the sigh, the silvery-white light erupted from a fan, covering the frozen blood tide and soft monsters from bottom to top. Both of them were frozen and unable to move, they could only turn into small and fine parts and fall from the air. Before the raindrops of metal fell on the earth, the passive fire rose from the void, burning those terrible things to ashes.
After all this was over, the blue moon returned to the night sky, and the black dots in the blood moon disappeared without a trace. What is still moving in the night sky is only a large piece of fly ash flying with the wind.
The whispers disappeared completely, only the hymns resounded loudly on the ground. The god stands in the night sky, overlooking the people on the ground.
"I have to find a way to end it."
What happened tonight was witnessed by so many ordinary people. This will definitely have a great impact on Jenkins' peaceful life after that. He hates his life being disrupted.
"Meow~"
Chocolate hates too.
Although the preparations for using divinity had been made in advance, it was far beyond Jenkins' expectations to cause such a big commotion this time. The headache now is how to end it. He hopes that Nolan tomorrow morning will be the normal life of ordinary people as before.
Mortals kowtow to the ground and dare not look directly at the gods in the sky. It was already late at night, and the brief commotion did not arouse the whole city's thoughts. The mortals who knew what happened just now should only be in three digits.
"The Son of God is dead, all the alien species are dead, let this end."
Thinking in his heart, he lightly smiled and nodded the cat's forehead, then opened his arms and announced to the people below with a loud voice:
"Nothing happened tonight, the meteorite fell on Nolan."
Burned all the unused parts of that drop of divinity, fortunately, he is the god of lies.
This matter still needs to be ended by the church, so the power of lies blessed by divinity is only aimed at ordinary people without spirits. Jenkins is actually very curious about how this will lead to ramifications, but for now he just wants to go home and sleep well, it's all over.
night, still deep.
PS: I accidentally forgot the setting that Jenkins needs to go out of his body to become a god. I have changed the relevant chapters and the previous chapter of Nolan under the Six Gods, sorry.