I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 650 Destined Death
"Zizzi"

"This is RQ-190 'Sentinel' 5, officially entering New Mexico airspace."

A reconnaissance plane resembling a flattened triangle glided towards Mexico City under the cover of night. Originally, this series of reconnaissance planes were all unmanned, but due to the special nature of the extraordinary era, pilots were often needed to make judgments and serve as cannon fodder for probing!
"Attention 'Sentinel' 5, you are expected to enter the Radiant Zone in three minutes. Good luck."

"God bless America,"

The pilot, wearing a breathing mask, calmly replied,
Since he dared to fly into this area at this time, he must have already made arrangements for his affairs after death—soon, a platinum-white light appeared in the sky ahead!
This light, seemingly suspended and still, was actually expanding at an astonishing speed: it meant that the entire New Mexico was a believer of that 'Lord,' and they all rushed to Washington to protest, which prevented huge casualties.

The reason for using the term "casualties" to describe it is—

May God bless you.

As the pilot murmured, the 'Sentinel' stealth reconnaissance aircraft plunged headlong into the platinum light.

"Buzzing sound, the aircraft structure is beginning to change!"

"My Body. Mutation"

"Praise the Lord, You are one and all; You are the Creator and the Ruler. *sizzle*"

As enthusiastic praise suddenly erupted from the communications equipment, the communications personnel in the Pentagon removed their headsets and shook their heads slightly.

"asshole!!"

With a punch slammed onto the command platform in front of him, the American military commander stared intently at the satellite images: the ever-expanding 'halos' on them seemed to have a murderous look in their eyes.

"What's going on over there? Why is there this damn light?!"

a few minutes ago,

Centered on New Mexico,
The platinum-gold light is spreading continuously.

Wherever this light shines, everything—buildings, trees, birds, beasts, and even humans—will turn into crystals!
At the same time, these beings—let's call them 'beings' for now—immediately begin praising 'the Lord,' and nothing can change their actions, just like:
boom,

Another reconnaissance plane hovering outside the light watched helplessly as the crystallized 'Sentinel 5' crashed and shattered into countless fragments.

Even so, prayers could still be heard intermittently through the communication devices:

"It will surely make your ways known throughout the land."

"enough!"

The commander raised his hand to cut off the communication, his chest heaving violently.

"If He wanted to preach, He could have shepherded the 'lambs' of all America, no, most of the world. Why—"

Are they really going to use such 'extraordinary' methods to forcibly transform everyone into 'believers' who only know how to pray?
Without a doubt, this was definitely the work of that 'Lord'.

The American government's personnel sent to New Mexico were all politely declined; but that doesn't mean the government wasn't concerned: how could it not be concerned at a time like this?
You won't be surprised if you don't look!
Platinum light spread from Rio Rancho, turning everything in its path into crystals.

It has now spread throughout New Mexico, and if it continues to expand—the whole of America will be affected!
"commander,"

A theologian standing nearby thought for a moment and then spoke up.
"Perhaps that 'Lord' didn't intend it this way: if he wanted to convert believers, wouldn't it have been better to do it directly in Washington?"

Their current actions seem more like a scene of being devoured by the backlash of power.

Backlash from extraordinary power is not uncommon in America.

After all, the superhumans here are notoriously impatient for quick success; taking all sorts of newly developed 'superhuman enhancement potions' is commonplace for them.

"So, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"Drop a nuclear bomb or—"

The theologian's face stiffened at the question posed by the commander.

How could he possibly have a solution? He's just a scholar!
but:

"Since the Lord has already made a declaration at the Last Supper, His destined death will surely follow."

Once the 'master' dies, this eerie light will probably stop spreading?

"call,"

The president was still trying to reassure the public during the live broadcast, while the veterans had long since gone far away. Under these circumstances, the commander could only leave the future to fate.

No, it should be left to 'the Lord' to decide.

“Oh my God~~”

Are you also going to abandon your lamb?
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"Ok?"

"A Sentinel reconnaissance plane just crashed?"

Besides the Americans sending people to probe, another person has already rushed all the way to New Mexico: without a doubt, it is KYG who started a live stream.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, the world in front of us has been transformed into a crystal-clear realm."

Since he was already there, KYG gritted his teeth and said:

"Let me go and see what happened!"

After saying that, he stepped into the light.

"Sigh~~"

As KYG entered the platinum-gold light, he immediately felt that the light was like a living thing, constantly trying to penetrate his skin and transform him into a crystalline existence.

but--

"Very good, I can still hold on."

"The live stream is fine too, let's go, KYG!"

The live-streaming equipment in her hands was enveloped in a faint blue light. This was the 'Internet Goddess' Gui Gui providing remote support with her abilities, and also cheering her on in the live stream:
"If you die, become my 'beacon'!"

"Um, thank you very much, Master Gui Gui."

KYG couldn't help but roll his eyes at the sky at the sheer absurd promise from 'Gui Gui'.

However, he did not stop, and his figure flew through the crystal world, heading towards the place with the most intense light: Rio Rancho City.

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Meanwhile, the battle in Rio Rancho City was raging.

"The protection of Saint Mary!" A golden light barrier soared into the sky, blocking the enormous pillar of light. The refracted light splattered across the crystalline earth, cutting it into countless enormous geometric shapes.

Princess Charlotte, her brow furrowed, stood with her longsword stuck in the ground.

"No, we can't beat Him."

This is only natural. As the 'power of faith' from all over the world continues to pour in, this guy who calls himself 'Yahweh' is getting stronger and stronger: if he hadn't taken five hits at the beginning, he wouldn't be fighting back and forth, but being crushed. No, wait!

Even Princess Charlotte could see it.

This 'Yahweh' is out of sorts!
Otherwise, given the opponent's massive, all-encompassing radiance, wouldn't it be more efficient to concentrate our efforts on dealing with them?

"what--!"

On the other side, Mannoroth, radiating holy light, let out a scream as his forehead was once again cleaved in by the 'decapitation blade'.

Although he was forcibly twisted into 'Exusiai', Mannoroth was, after all, dead: when he had a body, he was still killed by Xiao's head, and now only his soul remained—and even that was only a part of it, so his defeat was only to be expected.

"Attack together, control Him!"

Enveloped in darkness and illuminated gray by the 'holy light,' Xiao gave a shout and charged toward 'Yahweh' once more.

"We're not the only ones fighting; Luigi is too!"

?

"I see,"

Princess Charlotte's eyes flashed with understanding.

No wonder this 'Yahweh' appears powerful, yet is extremely rigid and cold; it's because 'Luigi' within Him has been constantly interfering, delaying, and creating opportunities for them!
With that thought, Princess Charlotte unfurled her illusory angel wings and charged forward, wielding the holy sword 'Durandall'.

Perhaps drawn by the 'holy light' emanating from her, 'Yahweh' glanced over.

"All light belongs to me,"

"Anything that opposes my light is illusory—"

As 'Yahweh' spoke, the light on Charlotte's body suddenly flickered, like a faulty light bulb.

Although 'Durantell' can still be effective, the power of the Holy Sword is originally of the 'Holy' lineage, and it is greatly diminished when facing 'Yahweh'.

That was enough. While her attention was being drawn, Xiao pounced on her again—and Audero and the others, who were entangled with many 'Angels of Power', also unleashed their strongest power to create an opportunity for Xiao's attack.

However, even a completely out-of-form 'Yahweh' is not so easy to deal with.

"You are bound to this place by fate, and you are destined to never escape."

Facing Xiao, who was charging with his sword, 'Yawei' raised his right hand, and layers of light surged towards him: in an instant, Xiao felt as if he were bound by chains, or as if he were sinking into mud.

Even with black lightning crackling around his blade, he could barely move an inch in this battlefield filled with 'light'.

"Now—"

The next moment, the shadow beneath Xiao's feet suddenly lunged out and transformed into a 'person' covered in tentacles.

The shadow 'Taylor'! Luigi's first disciple, and the one who has truly followed in his footsteps ever since!

"Darkness will vanish in the light."

However, as 'Yawei' spoke again, 'Taylor', which was halfway to its final attack, suddenly emitted billowing blue smoke;
Even with the darkness created by Takashi's 'Amanuma Mochizuki' protecting him, the shadow visibly began to dissipate: Takashi was neither 'Ōkuninushi' nor 'Susanoo', and clearly could not unleash the full power of this divine artifact.

hateful!

We can't beat them.
Can't even be a 'traitor' properly?!
Just as Princess Charlotte, Audrey, Secus and others were frowning, gritting their teeth, or filled with boundless grief and indignation, an 'angel' who was close to the battlefield suddenly turned around.

He looked no different from the other 'Angels of Power', but suddenly bloodstains appeared on the spear in his hand!
"The Holy Lance stained with the blood of the divine child—"

Deny the 'divinity of the body'! "

A steady voice came from beneath the helmet that obscured the other person's face.

? !
Labogen and the others suddenly looked up.
They had unintentionally 'forgot' about this colleague;

The being who stabbed 'the Lord' two thousand years ago:

Saint Longinus, the Archangel!

"You"

Just as 'Yahweh' turned to speak, the archangel, who had also been assigned by Luigi, recited the true name of the spear in his hand, releasing the divine weapon.

"With this strike, the principles of 'humanity' will be etched into our hearts!"

Spear of Longinus that killed the gods

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A thin but highly concentrated beam of blinding holy light instantly pierced through the entire American sky!
The light streaked straight across the American night sky, heading towards outer space, endless and dividing the world; anyone who witnessed this light was instantly moved to tears! For they had an unseen realization: a 'god' had fallen.

A beam of light streaked across the heavens and earth before the spear thrust out: nothing could escape, nowhere could hide!
?

Even Xiao on the other side couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
His "first of the first" ability failed to predict the trajectory of this shot: truly a god-slaying strike.

Pfft

After the light,

The spear pierced Yahweh's ribs, just as it had two thousand years ago.

"This is--???"

A figure flashed in the distance of the battlefield. KYG, who was charging towards them under a platinum glow, paused, his livestreaming equipment instinctively pointed at the sky.
The angel charged forward with a gun, piercing through the 'Lord' whom everyone in the world knew!
Before countless witnesses, the holy man in the white robe who was pierced:

He actually smiled.

"Do not be afraid."

Luigi's voice echoed in this world of platinum light.

"I have died, and I will live again, and live forever and ever."

All who are killed in my name will be clothed in white with me.
Their souls will shine like starlight.

(End of this chapter)