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Chapter 461 Heaven! The Heavenly Father descends upon the Heavenly Brother, and there is no way to cross the chasm between heaven and earth! (23)

Historically, in the Guangxi region where the Taiping Rebellion arose, the practice of using spirit mediums to bewitch people was quite common.

In the early days of the Catholic Church, there were many shamans who performed rituals and pretended to be gods. However, it was Yang Xiuqing, a charcoal burner who was not a shaman or fortune teller, who eventually gained the power to speak on behalf of the gods.

In the early days of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, a series of turbulent power struggles took place over who was qualified to be called "the Heavenly Father descending to earth."

Yang Xiuqing was able to stand out from the many servants not only because he enjoyed great prestige among the followers, who were mainly charcoal burners.

More importantly, Yang Xiuqing possessed a self-taught military genius.

Otherwise, how could an illiterate charcoal burner have commanded the Taiping Army to break out of Guangxi, traverse the Yangtze River, and capture Nanjing?

However, due to his personality, the Eastern King only knew how to intimidate and not how to handle human relationships. He also did not know how to deal with the relationships between ruler and subject, colleagues, and superiors and subordinates. Even though he was a man of great talent and ambition, he was easily killed by a villain.

But this is the historical Yang Xiuqing.

In this world where ghosts truly exist, and where a ghostly God truly exists.

What exactly is the Eastern King?

He saw something.

What is he despairing about?

Why did the Heavenly King and the Northern King insist on eliminating him?

The kings of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and the Heavenly King Hong Renxuan!

Who exactly are they?!
on the street.

Thousands of young soldiers from Paiwei, waving yellow flags and wearing vests, held huge crosses and shouted in unison: "Relying on the might of Heaven, sweep away the demons!"

"Cut the crooked and keep the straight! Slay the wicked and eliminate the demons!"

"Heavenly Father and Heavenly Brother, vanquish the wicked and eliminate the demons!"

A fanatical atmosphere spread throughout the city, and even some of the Eastern King's forces, who had been declared rebels, launched attacks with bloodshot eyes and fanatical fervor.

The scene before Zhuang Boshi reminded him of the pre-battle prayers of some medieval European armies.

However, instead of chanting slogans of war and prayer, the rebels seemed to be singing a religious hymn of prayer:

"Praise God as the Father, praise Jesus as the Brother..."

"Praise the Heavenly King as the savior of the world, who vanquished demons and whose soul ascended to heaven..."

The two forces are constantly fighting each other.

But the fervor remains the same.

It seemed that the entire city of Tianjing was permeated with the aura of blood, and the atmosphere was becoming increasingly eerie.

Zhuang Boshi rose into the air, getting higher and higher until he could see the entire Tianjing City.

outside the city.

It was a lifeless land.

Inside the city, a bloody mist, a consequence of the carnage, permeated the air.

As the rain poured down, the blood of tens of thousands of people flowed into a river.

One vertical and one horizontal.

It looks like a giant blood-red cross.

At the center of the intersection, tens of thousands of people gathered.

That is the plaza of the Heavenly King's Palace.

The surviving citizens of Tianjing City knelt on the ground, their hands clasped together.

He prayed softly and devoutly to a huge cross.

A man dressed in a dragon robe is tied to a cross.

That must be Yang Xiuqing.

On the high platform, a middle-aged man dressed in a bright yellow theatrical robe held a Bible and chanted, "Hallelujah!"

“The one who sits on Golgotha.”

"Your footsteps shatter the power of all demons."

"Turn your weeping into a war song."

"A fountain of living water that pours down where Satan has fallen."

"Amen. May all creation hear the declaration from the throne in the darkness."

"I have died."

"Now I'm alive again."

"Wait until the day when all the ghosts revive."

"We are all brothers and sisters, we should live and die together."

As if summoned by something, he shook his head and burst into tears.

It was as if he was possessed by something.

Is he the Heavenly King Hong Renxuan?
"The Heavenly Father descends to become the Heavenly King!"

"The Heavenly Father descends to become the Heavenly King!"

The people and soldiers below shouted enthusiastically and knelt down on the ground.

The King of Heaven wept and said, “There are wicked men among us who have blocked the eternal Father and the eternal King.”

"It deceives our brothers and sisters and attempts to destroy our home."

What should we do?

"kill him!"

A man shouted.

"kill him!"

A woman cried out.

"kill him!"

Everyone shouted frantically, "Kill him!"

“Yes, kill him and offer him to our eternal Father, our eternal King.”

“Take apart his ribs to make trumpets, cut open his flesh for communion, place his head on the cross, and burn his soul with holy fire.”

Just as Zhuang Boshi was about to go down and pull Yang Xiuqing out.

"Run."

A faint voice sounded in his ear.

Zhuang Boshi's hair stood on end. He looked around and saw a blood-soaked figure appear behind him.

His eyes were bleeding, and his gaze was filled with sorrow.

"Run."

Although Bosch Zhuang wanted to ask a hundred thousand questions.

But his intuition told him otherwise.

Run!

He transformed into a stream of white energy.

It directly exceeded the speed of sound, smashed through the air, and rushed out of Tianjing City.

He quickly left Tianjing far behind, and even ran directly along the Yangtze River out of the continental shelf and into the sea.

Until not a single trace of the mainland can be seen anymore.

Zhuang Boshi then stopped.

"Run."

The voice continued to appear in his ears.

Zhuang Boshi was momentarily distracted.

He returned to the altar in Tianjing City once again.

At this moment, the fanatical believers had already set the Eastern King ablaze.

They gouged out his eyes.

They broke his bones.

His skull was placed on the cross.

"Run!" Yang Xiuqing's phantom appeared behind him.

His expression was one of sorrow.

"He is coming."

"He will turn time into fire and blood."

“To become His kingdom.”

Zhuang Boshi was stunned. Why was he pulled back in an instant, even though he had run tens of thousands of miles?

"In the end what happened!"

"Tell me how to deal with that damned God, let me seal Him away!"

However, Yang Xiuqing's illusory image did not see Zhuang Boshi; it remained filled with pain and sorrow.

"Run!"

He appears to be completely out of his mind.

Unable to communicate.

"I want to run away too!"

Zhuang Boshi cursed and instantly teleported back to the sea. Just in case, he had left a curse mark here.

At the same time, the bronze gears in his eyes spun wildly.

They wanted to adapt to the bizarre ability to transfer themselves back.

He did not stay in this sea area, but soared into the sky.

Almost at the third cosmic velocity.

Break out of Earth.

But the next moment.

A trance.

He returned to the altar in Tianjing once again.

The ceremony is now complete.

Only a charred corpse with missing limbs remained on the cross.

"Amen!!"

Those people just stared at him.

Sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six people.

The elderly and children.

Men and women.

Each of them had long, flowing hair and stared intently at me.

Several heads were even turned 180 degrees, and the pupils of each of them were a deep blood red.

Zhuang Boshi froze.

Can't run anymore.

He already understands.

"There's no chance anymore," Yang Xiuqing's illusory figure said sadly.

"Can you stop talking nonsense!" Zhuang Boshi cursed.

"Of course I know I can't escape."

"How do we deal with him?!"

He could only land on the ground, where he mustered all his strength.

These people were clearly alive just a moment ago; he wasn't mistaken, nor could he be.

However, it happened quietly.

They all became bizarre, inhuman beings.

Using "pseudo-person" to describe them would be more appropriate.

They are now merely pseudo-humans controlled by supernatural forces.

He finally understood what the brigade commander Tan Yetong had said.

Today, not a single living person can leave Tianjing City.

The killing of the Eastern King and the offering of sacrifices to God were not a power struggle, but a naked ritual.

An ascension ceremony.

It is also a descent ceremony.

Dr. Zhuang looked at the Heavenly King, whose pupils were blood red and whose face was calm.

For the first time, fear and withdrawal began to spread in my heart.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, traveler from the future," He said.

"I am here."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He was no longer the King of Heaven, but the God who resided in Heaven.

It has arrived; it has already arrived.

Whether it's ghosts or God.

The Lord, the Nazareth.

The Blood Cross has already arrived.

He attacked the ghost train, forcibly pulling himself into the current timeline.

A time and space where He has already descended.

It landed and was immediately eliminated.

out on a limb.

"The eternal Father, the eternal Son, the eternal Holy Spirit!"

Everyone roared wildly, their voices growing louder and louder.

It wasn't just the tens of thousands of people in the square.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of civilians and officials in Tianjing City began to shout in unison, and the sound continued to spread to more distant places.

Zhuang Boshi's pupils contracted sharply, reflected in his pupils.

The people stretched out their arms, like a series of manifested crosses, half of which floated up and then ignited in the air with blood-red flames.

With a whoosh, the entire sky above Tianjing was covered by a blood-red cross, which was about to condense into a huge blood-red cross phantom.

Without hesitation, Zhuang Boshi's brow shone with a dazzling light.

He unleashed his ultimate move the moment he made it.

The magic cannon swept across.

Instantly, the blood-red cross in the sky, along with those fake human carriers, were swept away.

The Heavenly King Palace below, which originally housed tens of thousands of people, has become a smooth hemisphere, and the land within a radius of ten miles has also become a smooth, giant hemisphere.

Half of Tianjing City was destroyed in an instant.

No matter how many people there are, they are all just slaves to the demons of heaven.

The enemy must die!

"You can't escape."

Yang Xiuqing's tone was melancholic and sorrowful.

"This is his country."

"shut up!"

Bosch's sixth sense could still detect the imminent threat of death!

He soared into the sky again, shooting off in another direction.

But after flying for hundreds of kilometers, another city exactly the same appeared before his eyes.

He quickly turned his head and changed direction.

It is still a city.

The exact same city.

Zhuang Boshi went up.

But it's upside down.

The familiar crisscrossing crimson crosses were once again imprinted in my pupils.

And beside that enormous altar, hundreds of thousands of fake people stared intently at him.

"Damn it!" Zhuang Boshi cursed.

"The entire city can be restarted!"

The next moment, all the people in the city ascended to heaven again, transforming into blood-red crosses that filled the sky.

Bosch Sho was truly out of ideas.

This thing seems to have locked itself into a causal relationship.

Even if it means escaping Earth.

None of them could escape.

Then I won't run away!

Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath.

fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Zhuang Boshi shouted sharply.

"Come out and fight!"

Like a bolt from the blue, it roared and echoed throughout Tianjing like rolling thunder.

The incarnation of God, standing on the altar, looked at him with compassion.

But beneath the surface of compassion lies an unseen, deathly stillness.

You will have nowhere to escape.

When the sacred words are spoken, all laws follow.

Cracks appeared all around Zhuang Boshi, creating a terrifying situation where he had nowhere to go but to heaven or earth.

God is depicted making a cross on his chest, with his arms outstretched, as if Jesus Christ were being tortured.

It slowly ascended into the sky.

(End of this chapter)