"The process was unfortunate, but the ending was happy because they all returned to God's arms."
As a fanatic who was carefully selected through countless simulations, Lina was unmoved by Moss's words. She said solemnly, "God doesn't help everyone, and it's impossible for him to help everyone. This is not a reason to hate God."
"Really?" Moss smiled and murmured, "But when I think about the reasons that led to their deaths will not happen to us, I can't help but hate him..."
Lina frowned: “Are you a bitch?”
Moss was silent.
"God has given us immortal bodies and boundless magical powers, but you hate God for this?" Lina showed a puzzled expression. She sneered, "You know what, Moss? Although we have been playmates since childhood and you have given me a lot of motivation and help in my practice, I have always felt that there is something wrong with your brain and you have wasted the power given to you by God."
"Today I will take this power back for God!"
Lina reached out to her side.
A pitch-black crack appeared out of nowhere, and an irregular giant sword with fangs appeared. The blade was inlaid with three eyes that were spinning around, which looked very strange.
Moss sighed softly, held the scimitar forged for him by Qiu in front of him, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes.
At this time, the sunlight shone on him, making his white robe look extremely bright.
"Lina, you've taken the wrong road. I will bring you back." A warm milky white flame burned on Moss's body, and a magnificent altar with twelve floors emerged behind him.
Lina raised her lips: "Really?"
Blood-red lines spread from her toes to her armor, outlining intricate spider-web-like patterns that looked like distorted human faces.
"Then you should give it a try!"
Her figure disappeared out of thin air, and Moss also disappeared. Almost at the same time, a violent mushroom cloud rose from the depths of the Northern Wasteland, and the terrifying air waves pushed towards the two fleets.
"The angel of God has taken action!" The Pope of the Universal Church screamed, "Activate the space reinforcement device! Don't let the aftermath of their battle tear us to pieces!"
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The fleet of the Universal Church was shrouded in blue ripples, like an illusion.
The same goes for the demon fleet on the other side. Their first thing is not to attack the other side, but to protect themselves and avoid dying in the aftermath of the battle with their boss.
"Attack! Focus fire on their flagship!"
"Kill these hypocritical bastards!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Thick beams of light flew back and forth in the air. Occasionally, a warship would tilt due to being hit, causing the beam to slant into the ground of the Northern Wasteland, like a hot knife into cheese, easily leaving a bottomless hole in the ground.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of explosions was incessant. The warships of the demonic forces and the Church of All Things could not withstand the attacks of the other side and fell from the sky with billowing black smoke. They crashed to the ground and turned into huge fireballs. All the people who failed to escape in the escape pods before the warships touched the ground died in the explosion.
This is a war of unprecedented scale.
If it had not been carried out in the uninhabited northern wilderness, the 3,600 years of human civilization would have been easily destroyed!
On the whole, the Universal Fleet was in a suppressed position. They had lost many more warships than the demonic forces, but the flagship of the demonic forces was almost unable to hold on.
"Try harder! Their flagship is failing!"
The Universal Fleet poured all its firepower onto the flagship of the demonic forces. The shield of the flagship of the demonic forces was approaching the edge of overload, and the dark blue shield was emitting light unevenly.
A calm voice sounded in the demonic force's communication system: "I am the flagship commander Mo Yi. The Universal Church is blessed by the evil god and has much more firepower than us. The flagship is about to collapse, but please believe in our leader. He will bring you the final victory..."
boom!!!
The Church of All Things occupies the most fertile land in the Seed of Creation, and its firepower is far stronger than that of the demonic forces. The reason why it is in a suppressed position in the battle is that the Church of All Things has concentrated most of its firepower on the flagship of the demonic forces.
The demonic flagship burst into a blinding flash, and its shield completely collapsed. The wild firepower from the Church of All Things fleet hit the body of the demonic flagship without hindrance.
Countless thick energy beams pierced through the flagship of the demonic forces, the flagship's ammunition depot exploded, and the entire flagship exploded into a blazing fireball in mid-air.
"The flagship exploded! Push forward with Plan A!"
"Without a target to draw fire, we can no longer engage them in a long-range firefight. Charge into their formation!"
"Hold on! They can't use weapons of mass destruction if we get close!"
"Hahahahaha! Boarding the ship!"
"I can't live! They can't live either!"
The communication channels of the demonic forces were in chaos, but their actions were unified. They moved closer to the fleet of the Universal Church under the intensive artillery fire of the Universal Church. The warships that could not hold up with their shields would retreat to the rear on their own, while the warships in good condition would consciously fill the gaps.
After paying a certain price, the fleet of the demonic forces was intertwined with the fleet of the Universal Church. The Universal Church was afraid to use its own weapons of mass destruction, which gave it an advantage, and instead used small-power weapons to fight the demonic forces.
This is the time that tests your combat qualities the most.
In the demonic fleet, mecha teams kept flying to the warships of the Universal Church in shuttles, using the melta cannons mounted on the shuttles to dig holes in the warships of the Universal Church, and then drilled in to kill.
"The enemy has entered our battleship. Send out the Skitarii. We must not let them get close to the control room!"
"For the sake of God! Punish them!"
"The gods are watching us! Don't let Him down!"
The fanatical Skitarii, donning heavy mechanical armor, rushed through the corridors like a flood, putting out the "wildfires" burning inside the battleships, while also suffering terrible losses themselves.
The battlefield fell into a stalemate.
Every minute and every second, people from the Universal Church and the demonic forces were sacrificed. Both sides were fighting for their own beliefs. Sometimes they wielded chain swords to split the enemies in half, and sometimes they dragged their teammates to the rear for treatment against their will. Every word and action was for victory and defense.
Wang Ran was lying right below the two fleets. He stared in a daze at the explosions and the exchange of fire between the warships above his head. An indescribable strange feeling arose in his heart, and his mentality subtly changed.
It is no exaggeration to say that this war was entirely caused by him.
In countless simulations, there was a Happy Ending where everyone was happy, but because he wanted to train a saint to fight for the Jade Disc of Creation for him, he finally chose this timeline where happiness and misfortune were intertwined.
He stared in silence at the war above his head.
Time passed quietly, and half a month went by in the blink of an eye. The war between the demonic forces and the Church of All Things had already entered a white-hot stage. Both sides paid a heavy price, and nearly half of their fleets were destroyed, but the war was still going on.
The war will continue endlessly until someone who can end it appears on the battlefield.
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"Lina, God does favor you more." Moss stood in tattered clothes in mid-air. Eight of the twelve altars behind him had collapsed, which meant that most of the rules he knew had been broken by Lina, and he could no longer use them for the time being.
Lina's situation was much better than his.
Not only are the twelve altars still there, but the sacred fire on top of the altars is also dazzling and radiates a terrifying aura that makes people shudder.
"I have dedicated everything I have to God, so God should favor me more." Lina held the heavy sword and breathed slightly.
Although her condition was much better than Moss's, fighting with such high intensity and concentration for such a long time had put a great strain on her body.
At this point in the battle, the outcome is obvious.
"God favors you so much, he must have given you something that I don't have?" Moss looked at the divine fire at the top of Lina's altar, and he felt the suffocation of death from it.
Lina looked indifferent.
Moss spread his hands and sighed, "For more than three thousand years, you have dedicated all your gentleness to God and left all your temper to me. This is also one of the reasons why I hate God."
"Shut up!" Lina's figure flashed and appeared behind Moss. She slashed Moss's body with a sword, knocking Moss to the ground of the Northern Wasteland, creating a big hole in the ground.
Moss lay motionless in the pit, staring at Lina.
Lina appeared at the edge of the pit. She looked down at Moss and said condescendingly, "You are very good at hiding, haven't you? You have been hiding for more than three thousand years, and you are better at hiding than insects and mice. Why don't you hide this time?"
Moss's face turned pale. He smiled and said, "Admit it, you don't actually want to kill me."
Lina frowned and asked coldly: "Did you have any hallucinations when you were dying?"
"In order to ensure that you can become the final winner, God specially gave you something that I don't have." Moss stared at Lina's divine fire and murmured, "Why didn't you take this thing out from the beginning?"
Lina snorted: "You don't deserve it!"
Moss smiled again, and waved the cracked scimitar in his hand at Lina: "The forging craftsmanship of your Universal Church is really good. My sword hit your armor, but not only did it not cause any damage to you, but it also broke myself."
"The church's craftsmanship is a gift from God. It certainly can't be surpassed by the crude methods you come up with on your own." Lina stuck the giant sword into the ground, walked to the edge of the pit and sat down, her two legs wrapped in black armor gently waving in the air.
"I promised God I would bring you your head back."
"However, since we have lived together since birth, please tell me your last wishes. Perhaps I will be willing to help you realize them."
Lena stared at the face of her childhood friend.
So much time had passed that she could no longer reconcile this face with the child from her childhood.
"Last words? I haven't thought about that kind of thing yet."
"But if I must say, you should find a friend for yourself, and don't just think of God in your heart. What if God abandons you one day..."
"Ouch!" Moss screamed.
He held Lina's ankles and tried hard to move Lina's combat boots away from his chest.
Lina's face was cold: "God will never abandon me!"