The spirit of the judgment angel was more condensed than Amaterasu's, revealing a divine aura.
Meng Ke beat it to death, and Meng Xuan still spent a lot of contract divine power to forcefully pull his divine soul out of his body, separating his consciousness from his soul.
The separated angel consciousness was guided by Meng Xuan into the experimenter's body.
After being lost for a while, the angel who regained his body was extremely complicated, angry, annoyed, regretful, desperate, and crying.
"Why, I'm just an angel, why do you make me feel human feelings..."
Meng Ke once again sent Xuannv's consciousness into the angel's soul, and immediately, a divine might even greater than Meng Xuan radiated from the soul.
At this time, Meng Ke looked at the experimental subject with angel consciousness.
"You are a mortal now, I won't kill you, you can practice again, and then take back your priesthood."
The angel opened his eyes wide, tears kept falling, and said resentfully:
"I will definitely kill you!"
Meng Ke nodded.
"If you can do it, just try."
After that, Meng Ke sent the angel back to Europe.
Immediately afterwards, the angelic soul with the consciousness of the mysterious girl suddenly radiated light.
"I am the god of peace! From now on, the peace of the world will be maintained by me!"
"Peace?"
A female god with snow-white wings slowly flew to Meng Ke.
"Meng, the god of peace..."
"Wait, wait, you're called Meng Heping! Don't give me so many names, I'm too lazy to remember."
The female god was taken aback.
"Yes, Tianzun."
Meng Ke nodded in satisfaction.
If every time a god becomes a god, he has to give himself a name, although he remembers it, it is too complicated and complicated, and there will always be others who can't remember it.
...
Egypt
Countless black auras of death shrouded this place. Since the appearance of the gods, he has not brought order to the world. Instead, like an angel, he has summoned countless undead from under the earth, sweeping the earth crazily.
Some gods survive on people's beliefs, while others are like demons, relying on the fear of devouring human beings, the human soul grows itself.
Only those who sacrificed their souls to him could gain eternal life in his realm of the dead.
It sounds beautiful, but in fact, he was transformed into a undead creature.
Moreover, due to the weakness of human beings, the transformation of ordinary people into undead creatures is just a cannon fodder in the undead army.
However, even for such a god, he has many believers. In order not to be transformed into a dead spirit and to survive, these people aimed their weapons at their companions, incarnated as priests of death, and had a strange and peculiar sound. ability.
Among these priests, in order not to be killed, several SCP investigators discovered this method, and they resolutely handed their beliefs to the god of death.
As a nomination certificate, they gave the Death God a containment item, and then they successfully transferred to become Death God Priest.
"If it wasn't for the use of this containment... we might have killed the dog."
Dark cave**, three investigators gathered, one of them said bitterly.
"What the hell is going on here? Why did so many powerful gods suddenly appear on Earth? Did something that I didn't know about go wild?" one person thought.
They have been collecting containment all over the world before, because of the strange ability obtained by the containment, so they have always been safe, if not for the sudden appearance of the gods, they would not be like this now.
One of the three women was silent, and deep resentment came out of her as if it were real.
After becoming priests of death, death deprived them of the vitality of their bodies, and they can now live on the power of death.
The most direct manifestation of the body's loss of vitality is to turn into a mummified corpse, which is not like a living person at all, and the living body will not become like them no matter what.
This is a huge blow to women who love beauty.
"Sister Yu, don't worry, there must be containment items at the headquarters that can change us back to the way we were." One person comforted.
They have always believed that the power of the containment is stronger than that of the gods, and this has also been confirmed at their base.
The gods are really just a group of relatively powerful creatures, and they are far less powerful than the containment.
"Yeah." The woman nodded and continued to be silent.
The two looked at each other and touched their undersides quietly. The sadness in their hearts was actually greater than that of women. Without this thing, what is the difference between them and women? ...
All of a sudden, a sad atmosphere surrounds the three of them.
In the end, it was the woman who broke the silence.
"Come on, the dog told us to go to Cairo and find shelter for him."
The two nodded, got up and walked out of the cave.
Outside, countless undead were crowded together, and a mass of undead that could corrode the souls of the living was so intense that even the land was polluted and stained with a layer of gray death.
Countless undead stretch for thousands of miles, ghosts transformed by humans, skeletons and beasts crowded together, there is no difference, even the fighting power of humans is not as strong as these beasts, and it is even more fragile.
The three mounted a skeleton warhorse and headed for Cairo with the undead army.
The army of undead is a hundred times more terrifying than the tide of beasts and corpses. The land it passes through is dead gray and white. No earth creature can grow on this gray and white land. In the transition of time, he was slowly transformed into a undead creature and lost his consciousness.
Here, only dead things can survive and grow.
The breath of death spreading from under the earth will continue to nourish the undead creatures on the gray and white earth, and eventually turn the world into a dead world of undead.
By then, this will be the kingdom of the god of death.
The kingdom of God exists, but the god of death does not die.
At this moment, hundreds of missiles dragged their flame tails over the mighty army of undead, and their targets fell accurately toward the gray and white earth.
Unconscious undead will not recognize these terrifying weapons of human technology and civilization. They wave ancient weapons and roar into the sky, and the majestic undead breath rises into the sky.
The three of them raised their heads and widened their eyes in astonishment.
"I knew this day would come! Run away!"
"Damn! I knew it was impossible for such a group of primitive people to fight against humans! That dog's brain must have been caught by the door! A hundred times, a hundred times!"
"..."
At the front of the team, the three men who were going to be aggressive turned their horses' heads and flattered frantically. The speed of the undead warhorse was quickly mentioned as the fastest.
And the army of undead behind them also began to turn around with them, turning a corner at once.