Chapter 342

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.

Is this person in reality already going to compete with such a magnificent being?

Online.

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

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

Many people also felt it was incredible.

The more you know, the clearer it is that the stronger you are, the harder it is to improve. How can every appearance be like a dimensional leap?

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

Looking at the scene of being evenly matched and dividing the world, some people guessed tremblingly.

It's too absurd.

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

But the countries have already judged the approximate strength of the tomb-tomb introducer; that is the existence of the limit of gods.

It is a master of all phenomena comparable to the Old Ones, and even belongs to the strongest first echelon among the Old Ones.

And this level of magnificent being is just a servant of that Holy Spirit.

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

Our world obviously has no Heroic Spirits, and the gods are nowhere to be found, only the sealed Old Ones.

Obviously, it is not the same world line as the Sky Curtain Heroic Spirit world.

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

So it's entirely relying on talent?

People gasped.

How absurd must this talent be?

In half a year, worldviews updated again and again, versions changed again and again, and that person was always a ruling existence.

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

New York campus.

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

The burly red-haired man, who looked like a bear, put down his phone and kowtowed respectfully to the east three times.

The sturdy body was so humble and pious at this moment.

No matter what others think, no matter what the facts are.

This person is the God who saved his life.

Before the Sky Curtain appeared, before magic was popularized, he was just one of countless small outsiders bullied on the New York campus.

He once cowardly thought about suicide, escaping this hellish reality.

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

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

Because everyone could see it.

That mage was clearly not here to join the fun as he said.

Reincarnation Pool world.

Unknowingly, the bustling crowd filled with cursing, crying, and surprised howling had quieted down at some point.

People swallowed hard, looking in terror at the two big shots whose atmosphere was clearly wrong.

"Casualties of nearly 100,000…"

"Holy power not belonging to this world has been spread; this is no small matter~~"

Under everyone's gaze, that mage walked over slowly, time and space automatically retreating with every step; just a casual step was thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Oh? Then what do you want?"

The Holy Spirit's smile remained unchanged, asking softly.

195. Orochimaru driven mad: Damn, are you guys really fighting?!

"What do I want?"

"It should be what you want. Instead of playing 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 panicked eyes.

Clad in the radiance of stars, the mage stepped on radiance, one step into the void, stopped on a sky-piercing stone pillar, looked down at the Holy Spirit, and slowly spat out words that stabbed people in the heart.

"……spreading your worthless, long-rejected path?"

Visibly.

The Holy Spirit's smile… disappeared.

"You really don't show any mercy…"

Brilliant radiance spilled out from his body, and the whole world sank with it, as if some ancient and magnificent holiness was reviving.

"Angry?"

The mage took off his gloves gently, revealing slender, white, jade-like hands, looking at him frivolously.

A similarly vast aura rose from his body, which looked like a mortal's, as if a giant dragon pierced the high heavens, spreading like a sea tide, instantly covering the high heavens, pressing down with an aura that overturned everything.

A great battle was imminent.

On site.

Never mind ordinary people, even the big shots who were revered in foreign realms had their faces turn green.

Shivering all over, legs shaking.

That was out of fear.

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

Once existences of this level start fighting…

No, no need to fight.

Just the containment of the aura at this moment, the gradually blooming majesty belonging to the magnificent being, was almost crushing them.

Jiraiya looked at the two big shots in confrontation in terror, 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, only to find that Orochimaru was even more exaggerated than him, soft like a noodle, eyes rolled back, tongue almost sticking out.

Oh, right.

Snakes are always sensitive to the foreknowledge of danger…

Big shots are 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 be glad 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 if you died; now we're all finished.

……

All over the world.

Damn.

Damn.

Damn!!!

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

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?" ===== CHAPTER 343 =====