I'm doing a crossover anime/manga project, and I'm creating a new kind of "Moonlight&

soon.

They'll know why then.

As the skin and body oils were truly torn apart by the fingernails, one after another, grotesque and malevolent faces emerged from beneath their skin, densely packed and layered, as if they had created an empty shell, with the skin hollowed out by these vengeful ghosts.

The faces included middle-aged office workers driven to suicide, screaming teenage girls, and children as young as ten or even seven or eight...

The guards were terrified and fled in a panic.

They remembered.

They recognized those faces.

After all, in the culture of these Jews, the testicles of young boys can replenish vitality. The Federation once inspected a Jewish cathedral and found many children's bloodstains.

Some federal citizens even avoid eating high-end sausages because these bastards make sausages from leftover meat and sell them at exorbitant prices...

To maintain the supply, children are adopted from various third-world countries every year under the guise of charity.

The parents thought they were going to enjoy themselves, but in reality, they either went to Devil's Island, or they went into the stomach, or they went to the island and then went into the stomach.

These are things that the men naturally can't handle personally, so...

The guards' expressions changed drastically, and then one after another they let out a series of shrill cries.

A vengeful ghost has come to claim a life. In the face of a curse of this magnitude, space and distance are meaningless.

No one involved can escape.

"What happened..."

The soldiers, armed to the teeth, who had rushed in, fell silent abruptly. They stared in terror at the mangled bodies of the important figures, screaming, pleading, and yearning for the weapons in their hands.

They yearn to be granted a release.

But as the faces of those who actually fired the gun began to conjure up images of venomous resentment, no one dared to move.

They could only watch as, in their utter despair, black and ominous flames spewed from their eyes, mouths, noses, and ears, their entire bodies transforming into black torches. Twisted and terrifying runes swirled around them, and one could faintly hear curses, whispers, and eerie murmurs that seemed to emanate from the depths of hell.

In the moments before their deaths, the dry eyeballs of all the Jews clearly conveyed a sense of relief and peace.

But clearly, death is not the end.

Crimson chains shot out from the darkness, piercing the center of the black flames like sharp swords, and then dragged out charred, translucent human bodies that were howling in agony, slowly sinking into the abyss.

As the flames died down, all traces were burned away.

The conference room was suddenly empty.

The soldier suddenly collapsed to the ground, and after a long while, he shakily took out his communicator.

"Sir, something terrible has happened."

.....

There's no need for him to report it.

Because in the Federation, in Germany, in France, in Britain, in Ukraine... and even in a certain major Eastern power.

At the same time, the exact same situation occurred.

They tried everything, but the ominous flames were not of this world, and those faces were malevolent spirits seeking death, not of this material world. No matter what they did, they could not get rid of them.

This is a curse.

This is liquidation.

Anyone who stood in their way could be put on trial, and in the process of rescuing these Jews, a large number of their own people died.

The scene that followed, where the soul was dragged to hell by chains, made everyone afraid to try it again.

My God, why aren't you doing something about this?

The soul is your domain; this is blasphemy! Please manifest yourself!

But clearly, no matter how much they prayed, it was no use.

Rother's current cash flow is also insufficient to support the expenses of replacing God.

Although the God in the Bible is neither omnipotent nor omniscient, the billions of believers worldwide are not a lie.

If one were to truly be guided into faith, one's mind would likely be immediately overwhelmed.

I'm not myself anymore, so what's the use of having more power...?

finally.

Not only the Jews, but also their families, children, women of all races, etc., were dragged into hell in the most painful torment.

What might happen next is endless torment, for a thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years.

For these big shots, this is even more terrifying than the previous giants.

Their pants were almost soaked, and they were all like terrified quails, completely silent.

Is this a global strike, or a global precision strike?

Moreover, there is no difference whether you are on Mount Everest or inside an underground nuclear protection facility.

Space, distance, and defense are meaningless; if they want you to die, you die, and your life will be worse than death, with your future spent in hell.

Being powerful isn't scary; what if someone is a saint?

But a god who is not a saint, who kills without blinking an eye, and who doesn't care about the lives of these insignificant ants, is truly terrifying.

For example, the Lord they believe in...

In this wave, more than 300,000 Jews worldwide have died, along with hundreds of thousands of others of other ethnicities.

They are distributed all over the world, and the number is still increasing over time, soon to break one million.

at last.

A powerful man whose son had been burned to death made a phone call to someone on deck.

.......

The sea is burning.

After crushing the massive aircraft carrier fleet with a single hand, the towering giant burst into brilliant platinum flames, illuminating the entire shipping route before gradually fading away in its holy radiance.

Especially at this moment, as far as the eye can see, the sea is like a clear mirror, reflecting the holy and glorious flames, with the sea and sky merging into one color.

Beautiful and stunning.

As people fell silent, speculating whether the original entity was about to return to a higher dimension, the question arose:

On one side of the deck, Shinomiya Un'taka, who had been tormented to the point of despair, received some information and shuddered.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he stiffly stepped forward, revealing a smile that looked like he was crying, and said in a trembling voice, "My... sir, the various countries want to ask when that will end. Just tell them, and they are willing to serve and execute him for you."

woc!

Has he always been this brave?

The whole world was stunned.

Many old foxes looked at them with admiration and nostalgia.

Exactly! If we had a few more hotheads like that, they'd be so much safer.

and many more....

They were suddenly taken aback.

They keenly noticed the problem.

Does this mean... that Your Majesty not only crushed the aircraft carrier fleet, but also eliminated the real mastermind behind it?

Moreover, this tone of voice probably startled even the officials of various countries.

The old foxes immediately stood up straight, their eyes fixed straight ahead, looking like obedient elementary school students.

"Serve me?"

The white dragon's beautiful voice remained languid, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a flick of his finger.

"That's not a curse, it's just a purge orchestrated by the underworld, like... this."

The words fell.

Flames suddenly erupted from Shinomiya Un'yō's body, and resentful faces moved about.

He collapsed to the ground in horrific pain, his body convulsing and spasming.

next to.

The old foxes' expressions changed drastically. One by one, the seventy- or eighty-year-old men instantly became athletic champions, scrambling and crawling away at lightning speed.

"Oh? It's just ordinary karmic fire? Looks like you haven't done much evil."

Bai Long's voice carried a hint of surprise.

Shigu Yunying has committed many sins, but most of them are indirect or related to others.

Not fatal.

He didn't hold back just because the other person was the female lead's brother; it just goes to show how typical a romance anime is.

Even their tycoon father is a love-struck simp...

"That's right, your sins are not punishable by death. You'll probably be done in two or three days."

Two or three days?

Overwhelmed by incomprehensible pain, unable to speak and only convulsing, Shinomiya Un'yō's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

However, he was forced to wake up the next moment.

Just kidding, how could I possibly let you pass out?

What kind of trial is that?

They will only be able to clearly and meticulously perceive every single bit of pain.

On and off the screen.

Everyone shuddered as they watched Shinomiya Un'taka convulsing in the flames, gurgling and unable to utter a word, forcibly trying to stay awake and feel the pain.

It has to be the mysterious realm that's capable of causing trouble.

Normally, when the pain reaches a certain level, humans will enter a protective coma, and when it reaches an even higher level, they will die from the pain.

The mysterious realm is so considerate, it directly protects your life, and the pain level can go on an unlimited rampage...

Volume 1: Chapter 78 When did you come to the misconception that that was my true form?

As if sensing something interesting in the people present, the white dragon's golden vertical pupils fixed on a certain girl with long, straight black hair:

"The good go to heaven, the evil go to hell? ... No, no, no, there is no heaven, and there is no hell, only the destination of the soul, the underworld."

You mortals always have such vivid imaginations; the idea that God loves humanity is merely your own desires imposed upon Him.

"The afterlife? There is no afterlife. The end of your wait is in the netherworld, waiting for your soul to return to the world."

"Hell judgment? Judgment does exist, but it comes from human reason, from the reckoning of vengeful spirits, it is a spiral of cause and effect, not the divine judgment you expect."

Bai Long's tone was leisurely and lazy, yet there was not a trace of emotion, anger, or rebellious reaction towards mortals in his voice.

It's like a child who sees ants baring their teeth and claws, pours some boiling water on them, only to find they've died, and suddenly feels bored.

indeed.

Many people were surprised to find that the voice of the White Dragon King seemed surprisingly young, not much older than that of the mermaid girl.

Could it be...

No way?

Many people thought of the true form of the white dragon that vanished in the flames; that giant god was clearly an adult.