Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

Those who dared to lay a hand on the chosen ones of God all met a tragic end.

After witnessing their miserable state, the remaining people gradually calmed down.

Through this incident, they once again experienced the irresistible power of the gods.

From initial disbelief, to lamentation, to anger, and finally to despair and confusion…

In just a few short minutes, the whole world was turned upside down.

Aside from ordinary people who can only helplessly await the end, those who control most of the resources and are in charge of various regions naturally want to resist and survive in the face of the sudden apocalypse.

However, the calamity disrupted communication between different regions, making even the most basic communication impossible, and the idea of ​​integrating all resources to face this world-ending crisis became a pipe dream.

Even the initial "famine" caused the order in various regions to begin to spiral out of control.

Even if one wants to do something, one is powerless in the face of the might of the gods.

Under trial, all people are equal!

These powerful figures, who were high above others, only realized this at this moment.

Before the judgment of the gods, they are no different from ordinary people who are as insignificant as dust.

"Gods... how unjust..."

Looking at the communication device that had lost all function, and recalling the Tendo family, which was already in disarray due to the divine punishment from above, Tendo Kikunojo couldn't help but sigh.

Because his wife died from Gastrea, he harbors an intense hatred for Gastrea and cursed children.

He couldn't understand why the gods would favor such a monster.

This shows that even gods are not impartial!

However, what can a mere mortal with a fleshy body do in the face of the majestic power of a true god?

Kikunojo Tendo felt his body, weakened by the famine, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Is it possible that everything he planned and insisted on will be rendered futile because of this suddenly appearing deity?

"Almighty Lord, have you abandoned your devout believers?"

Inside a magnificent church, a large number of priests and bishops knelt in worship, their faces filled with grief and incomprehension.

If a god were to truly descend to earth, these believers would probably be the most excited.

However, if the gods bring a pronouncement of doomsday, that's a different story.

Even if it were to end the world, shouldn't it destroy all the irreverent and heretics and create a beautiful world where only believers in the Lord exist?

Why are they also being tried and purged?

Why would the Lord favor those unclean monsters?

Why did he primarily abandon his devout followers?

At the edge of the church hall, a middle-aged priest with a somewhat weathered expression watched this scene with indifference.

A devout believer?

How dare you say that!

Although he was just an ordinary priest of not particularly high rank, he was well aware of just how far the church had fallen into decline.

They may say nice things, but how much of their true faith actually exists in their hearts?

And those children blessed by the gods…

How can a believer in God join those fools in persecuting God's chosen one? What right do they have to pray to God?

Thinking this, the middle-aged priest couldn't help but sigh softly.

Perhaps it is not that the church has fallen into corruption.

As the Lord said, this world has become utterly depraved.

And the church...

They're just sinking along with this filthy world!

The Lord's actions are correct; this terrible world...

It's beyond saving!

Only a thorough cleansing can sweep away the filth of this world.

But those innocent children, under the Lord's blessing, will surely be able to escape this abyss and no longer suffer prejudice and abuse.

Thinking this, the middle-aged priest silently began to pray, without any negative emotions, calmly awaiting the coming of the end times.

A golden feather, invisible to mortals, landed on him at some unknown time.

Chapter 212: The Holy Emperor's Thoughts

"Is that... the judgment of the gods...?"

Standing on the balcony, a silver-haired girl, as white as snow, stared blankly at the judgment spell in the sky, which resembled a clock.

I doubt anyone would have imagined that the end of the world would come so suddenly in such an unexpected way.

However, compared to the divine punishment in the sky, this silver-haired girl, also known as the Holy Emperor, was more concerned about the boy she had met today who had taken the initiative to help the cursed child.

She initially couldn't quite understand his words and felt inexplicably flustered.

But now...

"A deity walking among humans...?"

If she still couldn't figure out Yahweh's identity by this point, then that would be rather unreasonable.

However, she never expected that a boy she randomly met in the city would actually be the incarnation of a god.

But she...

Recalling her conversation with Yahweh in the outer district, the Holy Emperor couldn't help but bite her lips until they turned slightly white.

Looking back after learning about Yahweh's identity, perhaps that conversation was the last chance this god gave to humanity?

Although Yahweh's attitude was already quite clear at the time, the Holy Son still couldn't help but have such extravagant hopes.

If her answer had satisfied Yahweh, perhaps...

The things that are happening now will not happen!

However, this can only be a possibility.

After all, even she herself thought her answer was quite unacceptable.

So, everything that's happening now...

Was it all her fault?

Although she wouldn't actually have such thoughts, this kind and innocent girl still felt incredibly guilty.

Despite being so fortunate to encounter a deity, she failed to properly handle her questions.

really……

She is not a qualified ruler!

So, how exactly can she change Yahweh's mind?

Indeed, even at this point, this Holy Emperor still held such naive thoughts.

In her view, Yahweh may indeed be extremely disappointed in humanity, but he must also have held a sliver of hope and tenderness for them.

Otherwise, Yahweh wouldn't have taken the initiative to talk to her in the outer area.

However, her answer disappointed Yahweh.

Therefore, she believes that humanity has not yet reached a dead end and there is still a glimmer of hope!

As long as Yahweh is satisfied, and he feels that humanity is not beyond redemption!

But how exactly can she get that god to...?

Under the moonlight, the Holy Emperor frowned and fell into deep thought.

........................

In the outer area, within the temple's projection, Yahweh also withdrew his consciousness.

For him, the spell to destroy a civilization was not difficult. The only thing he needed to be careful about was limiting the power of the spell.

After all, controlling the destructive power of a powerful divine forbidden technique to the surface level is a task that requires considerable technical skill.

After the spell was completed, Yahweh's thoughts turned to another matter.

Although all the children adopted by Elder Matsuzaki have been brought into the temple, their number is still quite small compared to the number of divinely favored children in the entire world.

Whether for the mission of the "chosen ones" or for Yahweh's own ideas, the remaining children needed to be brought closer to the temple.

Yahweh did not intend to entrust this task to Black Cat and the others.

Although there were quite a few group members on this mission, Yahweh only intended for them to take care of the children temporarily.

As for gathering the remaining children in the temple before the trial concludes...

Yahweh directly opened the chat group's shop template, found a suitable item, and clicked to buy it. Then, accompanied by a dazzling holy golden light, a twelve-winged angel appeared before Yahweh with thousands of six-winged angels, their expressions respectful.

"It's you... Joan of Arc..."

She had a head of smooth, moon-like silver hair, a doll-like delicate face, holy golden eyes, and a petite body.

This seemingly ordinary girl, completely different from the blonde village girl, is Joan of Arc, the saint of the world of Yahweh. Like Martha, she is one of the saints of the church in the world of Yahweh.

Now one of the twelve-winged angels of Heaven, her power is comparable to Martha's.

Yahweh never expected that she would be summoned this time...

Thinking of a certain somewhat naive blonde country girl, Yawei couldn't help but smile.

However, although I am very interested in the scene of the two Joan of Arcs meeting, I should focus on the important matter at hand.

"I will certainly not fail my lord's trust."

After receiving Yahweh's order, Joan of Arc gave this assurance in her usual indifferent tone, and then led the angels behind her to carry out the task Yahweh had given them.