Chapter 300

They had long analyzed that this person was at least close to the status of the seven great creation angels, a magnificence above gods.

And now...

Other big shots also gasped in unison, their minds shaken.

Was this person in reality already going to contend with such a magnificent being?

Online.

After the silence, someone said tremblingly: "Is this person's strength improving a bit too fast?"

"Yeah, how do I feel that at this speed, even a Holy Spirit reincarnation every day wouldn't be able to catch up."

Many people also felt it was incredible.

The more one understood, the clearer it was that the stronger one was, the harder it was to improve; how could it be like a dimensional leap every time he appeared?

"Could it be that this person has already awakened the imprint of his past life? Otherwise, how could he have reached this point in less than half a year?"

Seeing the scene of evenly matched strength dividing the world, some people guessed tremblingly.

It was too outrageous.

The Holy Spirit's strength had already exceeded the limit of people's judgment.

But various countries had already judged the approximate strength of that God's Tomb ferryman; that was an existence at the limit of gods.

A master of all phenomena comparable to the Old Ones, and even among the Old Ones, he belonged to the strongest first echelon.

And such a level of magnificence was only a servant of that Holy Spirit.

"Still past life imprint? Hasn't the sky screen shown it clearly enough? It's just different results appearing due to different causal lines.

Our world obviously never had the existence of Heroic Spirits, and the gods were nowhere to be found, only the sealed Old Ones.

Obviously, it's not the same world line as the sky screen Heroic Spirit world.

Even that... that Lord of Ten Thousand Armies, that Lord of Billions of Radiance, might just be one of the possibilities."

So it was entirely based on talent?

People gasped.

How outrageous must this talent be?

In half a year, with one world view update after another, one version change after another, that person was always a dominant existence.

"Otherwise, how did he become God in other world lines?"

New York campus.

Kicking away a few sloppily dressed youths and saving a small Asian boy.

The red-haired tough guy, who was as sturdy as a bear, put down his phone and respectfully kowtowed three times to the east.

His sturdy body was so humble and devout at this moment.

No matter what others thought, no matter what the facts were.

This person was the God who saved his life.

Before the sky screen appeared and magic was popularized, he was just one of the countless small foreigners bullied on the New York campus.

He had once cowardly thought of suicide to escape this hellish reality.

It was magic, it was that magician who saved his life.

At this moment, all over the world, many people whose fates had been changed by magic, as well as former beneficiaries, were blessing and praising him.

Because everyone could see it.

That magician was clearly not there to join the fun as he claimed.

Reincarnation Pool world.

Unknowingly, the bustling people filled with cursing, crying, and surprised howling had gone quiet.

People swallowed their saliva and looked in horror at the two top-Third Third Tier big shots whose atmosphere was clearly wrong.

"Nearly one hundred thousand casualties..."

"Holy power that doesn't belong to this world is being spread; this is no small matter~~"

Under everyone's gaze, the magician walked slowly, every step causing time and space to retreat automatically; just a casual step was thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Oh? Then what do you want?"

The Holy Spirit's smile remained unchanged as he asked softly.

195. Orochimaru scared crazy: Holy crap, you guys are really fighting?!

"What do I want?"

"It should be what you want; instead of exerting your remaining heat on that ultimate battlefield, what do you want to do by taking the opportunity to return to the main world?"

In people's terrified gaze.

Clad in the radiance of stars, the magician stepped on radiance, one step into the void, stopping on a sky-piercing stone pillar, overlooking the Holy Spirit, and slowly spat out words that stabbed into people's hearts.

"... preading your worthless, already rejected path?"

Visibly.

The Holy Spirit's smile... disappeared.

"You really don't show any mercy..."

Brilliant radiance overflowed from his body, and the whole world sank with it, as if some ancient and magnificent sacredness was awakening.

"Angry?"

The magician took off his gloves in a refined manner, revealing slender, white, jade-like hands, looking at him frivolously.

A similarly vast aura rose from his mortal-like body, piercing the high heavens like a giant dragon, spreading like a sea tide, instantly covering the high heavens, pressing down with an aura that overturned everything.

A great war was on the verge of breaking out.

On the scene.

Let alone ordinary people, even the big shots who were dominant in other realms had their faces turn green.

Shivering all over, their legs were shaking.

That was out of fear.

After all this time, this person wasn't here to join the fun, but to find trouble.

Once existences of this level start fighting...

No, no need to fight.

Just the restraint of the aura at this moment, the gradually blooming majesty belonging to the magnificent ones, was almost crushing them to death.

Jiraiya looked at the two big shots in a standoff in horror, wailing in his heart.

I shouldn't have come to collect intelligence; is this kingdom of gods too stimulating??

Let Orochimaru, this snake with a tough life...

He looked back and found that Orochimaru was even more exaggerated than him, soft like a noodle, his eyes rolling back, his tongue almost sticking out.

Oh, right.

Snakes have always been sensitive to danger...

Big shots are even more sensitive, able to feel the roar like waves, but ordinary people aren't stupid either.

This anger is almost materialized, okay?

Kasumigaoka Utaha hugged her shoulders, pitiful and helpless.

She could only rejoice in her heart that her only friend, the blonde who looked like a loser, didn't come in.

In a corner of the crowd.

The blonde twin-tailed mixed-race girl cried.

Kasumigaoka, where are you? If I had known, I wouldn't have cared about your life or death; now we're all done for.

All over the world.

Holy crap.

Holy crap.

Holy crap!!!

Ordinary people, professors, scholars, and even some of the highest levels had their pupils dilated in disbelief.

The amount of information in this short dialogue was too great.

Databases all over the world became busy, and many people were frantically searching for information with red eyes.

"Is this talking about the difference between the New... New Testament and the Old Testament? Is it saying that the Old Testament angels are the wrong path?"