Meiman Killer Daily

29

"What the hell is this..."

On the outskirts of Rome, Italy, a dozen police cars cordoned off a farm, prohibiting all filming and recording. Duck Mullis drove a police car into it.

The accompanying colleagues looked at the farm grass, a huge body of more than ten meters, the humanoid shape of a lion-headed woman, and the golden blood was still shining.

"god?!"

Subconsciously uttering a word, the two got out of the car and came to the scene. A colleague approached and explained to them

"Last night the rancher noticed the sound of falling objects and thought it was a meteorite falling to the ground, but then there was a scream, a woman's sharp curse, but it was neither Italian nor English. He just rushed to record it.

Half of the sounds have yet to be deciphered in what language they are.”

"Do you have any information?"

"Listen to it yourself."

He took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording. A series of screams were mixed with angry words. This was the language of ancient Egypt. Dark Mullis could recognize it, but he did not explain it to the two colleagues around him. He shook his head to express his feelings.

Don't know either.

"I feel that we should block the information 100% and notify people from SHIELD to solve all problems of leaking information. They are good at doing this."

The colleague nodded and left. Dark Mullis pretended to look around and left another partner. His spiritual consciousness connected to the realm of God, and he looked up to the sky to spread the message.

"The death of the ancient Egyptian god, the great god of fear, someone is using your prestige to create disputes!"

The female god was cursing and roaring when she died, which probably meant that she did not provoke the evil ancient gods, especially the God of Fear who wanted to kill her, but Dark Mullis knew the God of Fear very well.

, that is his own God and God, it is impossible for him to be an existence that kills innocent people indiscriminately.

The name of the God of Fear just sounds scary, and what he does has no fear at all. In other words, the God of Fear has only mastered the power of fear, but he himself has no idea of ​​creating fear at all, just like it is easier to scare people.

It's scary, but it doesn't matter if ghosts scare people.

"I understand, monitor in real time to learn more information!"

"clear."

While chatting with tonight's target at the bar, John said goodbye to the woman with a smile on his face. He got up and went to his private room. He determined the location of Dark Mullis and teleported. He was invisible at the top of the ranch house and looked at the huge

The soul of the corpse was wiped out on the spot. This was not like a battle between gods.

Many divine realms have their own death underworld. The death of gods is like a kind of dormancy. The death of human beings or other living entities means death. After death, nothing really exists. Time is frozen in the realm of death.

For a moment, everything seemed to stand still for eternity.

Unless faith takes you to different spaces, such as heaven, Allah, and the Pure Land, those are places that only a very small number of people can go. Even hell, it doesn’t mean that you will definitely be able to go there after you die.

And now in front of John, a god has his soul wiped out. If this is the method of other gods, it can be regarded as a provocation to start a war. The war between gods, at least after the new gods spread across the universe, will no longer exist.

appeared.

Silently thinking about who she was, a powerful magic storm suddenly formed on the farm, and a series of messages appeared, but there was a rotten stench in the air. John was reading the memories of all life and vegetation around him. Everything that happened last night,

There should be a feedback.

"!"

A brutal roar sounded, and John instantly cut off the magic connection, moved and disappeared on the roof. Deep in the snowy mountains of Switzerland, a dozen orcs with long black hair all stood up, their hair standing on end and howling outside the cave.

, John then appeared in front of them

"Hey, someone is making magical creatures again!"

The half-orcs in front of me are not an earth species. They exude a foul smell and possess divinity. I don’t know when it started. Their divinity became so bad. However, most of the divinity in them is related to the goddess who died just now.

They are actually devouring and sharing the power of a god.

A double-edged battle ax was thrown out by the orc, attacking John launched a charge, the gravity stance was turned on, the flying orc fell to the ground in an instant, and the hundreds of tons of gravity crushed him easily, and stepped forward

The evil fear energy spread, and John was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him. He was 100% sure that this power of fear was not his own, or even emanating from the monster he had sealed, but this thing was indeed a real power of fear.

As a black shadow spread, a humanoid outline formed. Scarlet eyes looked at John. With an angry roar, he charged at John, completely ignoring the crushing force of gravity. Golden chains flew out from both sides of John, and the collision entangled the monster.

Got up.

"What the hell are you!?"

The fearful monster is not a consciousness, but someone is deliberately leaking information, but to whom is the information leaked? John is sure that the other party does not know his existence, but the monster does not answer John's question and cannot escape.

Kai chose to self-destruct.

It could not be controlled by the power of reality modification. The pure explosion was unstoppable, shattering all the lives present with its souls, making John unable to even read the memory, and everything turned into nothingness. If it weren't for the turbulent flow of dark energy that filled the cave,

It's like they don't exist at all.

"Dark Berserker, a subordinate of God-Slayer Gor, it seems he is really coming..."

A male voice came from behind. Turning around, a bald man wearing a pink and golden robe came, nodding slowly to John with a look of sadness on his face.

"Who is that?"

"A sad story, a story of revenge for a life abandoned by God. The great God of Fear, I hope you can make the right choice. Although you don't admit it, in this universe... you are the embodiment of fear!"

The bald man didn't even introduce himself, extinguished all the dark turbulence and stood up to leave. He suddenly paused hesitantly in mid-air, and then threw an orb to John.

"The Sky King of Indigal greets you."

I have never heard of the name, but it feels very noble. Holding the orb in your hand is a kind of soul-cleansing power. The other party has obviously seen through John's true nature and wants to help John improve the purity of his body. He is courteous to him for nothing.

I'm definitely not holding back anything good.

However, he still got this benefit. He turned around and teleported back to his private room. A phone call rang at this time, and Stark's voice came on the answer.

"I want to see you. We need to have a really good chat about Ms. Marvel."

"Sorry...no time!"