Chapter 300: Haha, the Son of God is in a hurry!

Qiqiqi Waimen.

Above the towering, archaic church, flocks of white doves flew past, and holy hymns echoed around the church, cleansing the souls of the congregation.

Believers dressed in various garments came into the church to worship, guided by nuns and priests in neat attire.

At this moment, a youth in white robes with white hair and golden eyes arrived at the central church, listening to the priest inside reading the gospel of the Lord.

"Hey, Kalki, you've come to listen to the Messiah's gospel too?"

Just after Kalki found a place to sit and before he had even settled in, his shoulder was tapped by someone.

Hearing the familiar voice, Kalki turned his head and was surprised to see a familiar face.

"Senior Su Nian? How are you...?"

Kalki looked at Su Nian's bright, smiling face in astonishment; how could Su Nian appear here?

"I'm here to worship."

Su Nian silently made a cross on his chest, whispered "Amen," and said very politely.

Only then did Kalki notice that the middle-aged man sitting next to Su Nian, wearing a purple suit and sporting a blue ponytail, seemed to be Indra.

Kalki's eyelids couldn't help but twitch twice; so, was there anyone who didn't know he was planning to challenge the Godslayer Messiah today?

It seemed that in the entire church, there wasn't a single person whose aura was below the Four-digit level.

Damn, just how many people came to join in the fun today?

Even for Kalki, a hint of a blush could not help but appear on his face when faced with this situation.

As everyone knows, nine out of ten Snakes are undercover agents, and Kalki's private little group is even more so.

Except for Kalki, that unlucky kid, everyone else is an undercover agent for various factions.

In fact, Kalki's whereabouts are roughly equivalent to transparent for Su Nian and the others, if they have the mind to investigate.

How many breaths of air this kid Kalki took yesterday could even be calculated.

"By the way, Kalki, I heard you are going to establish an alliance to oppose Godslayers and Heretic gods?"

Su Nian asked with some curiosity, and even Indra on the side leaned in curiously.

The other Gods and Buddhas present pricked up their ears even more curiously.

The so-called God Slayer War is just a game for a few people; for the general public, the vast majority are victims of the God Slayer War.

Especially those Gods and Buddhas who are required to manifest as Heretics; they lose out the most, as they have to lose a Godly Power.

Although it is not without compensation, this little compensation is supposed to cover the loss of a Godly Power they have woven for thousands of years?

Although they have the experience to re-weave it, it still costs resources and time.

There are quite a few guys who are dissatisfied with this.

Therefore, if an alliance against Heretic gods and Godslayers appears at this time, they would be very happy to provide some convenience.

"Yes, after all, the destruction caused by the battles between Heretic gods and Godslayers is simply too great."

It is almost as if they are no different from Demon Kings.

But Kalki dared not say the last sentence out loud; even though he didn't know the inside story of the God Slayer War, he still felt that the waters of the God Slayer War ran deep.

It was better for him not to say some things out loud.

Although, this was the truth.

In fact, Heretic gods and Godslayers are Demon Kings; except for the fact that they cannot use Host Authority, they are no different from Demon Kings.

"Ambitious."

Su Nian looked at this kid Kalki, who hadn't forgotten his aspirations even in this situation, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Then Su Nian secretly took two cards out of his pocket and stuffed them into Kalki's hand.

"Shh, don't make a scene; when you can't win later, you can use these."

Su Nian whispered; this was a Gift he had specially prepared for a long time to deal with the Son of God.

"Mm."

Kalki nodded heavily, as if encouraged by his idol; at this very moment, he suddenly felt that challenging the Avatar of that Son of God was not such a difficult thing after all.

After all, Kalki has a Two-digit essence, no matter how simple he is now, how young he is, or how scarce his information is.

But his intuition is very strong.

He had long understood that what he needed to do now was to prove his strength in the process of challenging the Godslayer Messiah.

Only in this way could he obtain enough freedom, instead of being treated like a chess piece and manipulated at will.

Unfortunately, he needs Sun Authority to complete his Spirit Status, but he has not yet obtained a single Sun Authority.

"By the way, I almost forgot, I have something here that is quite suitable for your Godly Power."

Su Nian remembered the God of War of the East Godly Power he obtained from Verethragna when he was in the Godslayer World.

Although the conditions for using the Ten Avatars ability are harsh, in a sense, it is still very suitable for Kalki.

"By the way, old Indra, don't forget you owe me another favor."

Instantly, Indra, who was still watching the fun, had his expression twist again.

What did he do? How did he owe Su Nian a favor for no reason again?

But Indra's intuition told him that he did indeed owe Su Nian a favor this time.

Finally, after finishing the chanting of the gospel, Messiah, who was in the center of the church wearing black priest robes, put down the book and looked at the guys from various God Groups who were sitting in the church seats to join in the fun.

Of course, it was just joining in the fun; those like Su Nian who openly gave Kalki help were ultimately in the minority.

In fact, even though they learned of the Hydra's arrangement to have Kalki intercept the Son of God Avatar's Godslayer killing Heretic gods.

But they ultimately dared not do anything, at most just warning those Heretic gods not to let them approach the Son of God's hunting range.

Thereby reducing the growth rate of the Son of God.

Really play dirty and kill the Son of God? They didn't dare to do that; after all, the Son of God did not descend in his true form, it was just his Avatar that descended.

Killing an Avatar and thereby offending the Holy Son and the Cross Religion to death is simply not worth it.

They are very clear about their own positioning; they are here to cause trouble, not to seek death.

A mere Five-digit breaker is indeed easy to set up, but it is even easier to become a sacrifice for certain existences.

Do you not see that even when it comes to challenging the Messiah, only Kalki dares to make a move?

Not everyone is like Su Nian, with a Two-digit standing behind them.

The Godslayer Messiah looked around at the crowd; in the end, only a very small number of guys dared to meet his gaze.

Su Nian flashed a provocative smile at the Messiah; he still remembers the matter of Mithra from back then clearly.

Indra, on the other hand, picked his nose to the side, showing no signs of backing down.

Finally, the Messiah cast his gaze upon Kalki, who was walking toward him step by step.

"Why did you destroy Outer Gate 66666? All of that could have been avoided."

Kalki questioned him, one word at a time, his eyes filled with determination.

After all, the current Kalki has not been corrupted by Ouroboros, especially after the free life of the past month, casting aside the name of Kalki and living as a free person in Outer Gate 565656, participating in Gift Games like a free citizen of Little Garden.

During this month, he felt as if he had understood his mission; he is the final ray of light in the apocalypse, destined to eradicate all evil and end the crumbling old world.

Admittedly, there must be necessary evil in this, but if he can avoid involving the innocent, he will try his best to do so, even if he has to pay more for it.

But a Savior like the Messiah is something he cannot tolerate; just because Outer Gate 66666 was inhabited mostly by wandering souls and the Devil race, he actually took action to destroy this Outer Gate.

All just to force out the Heretic hiding inside.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, the Messiah looked at the approaching Kalki and revealed a trace of surprise.

"So... you want to challenge me just for this trivial matter?"

"Trivial matter?"

Kalki was surprisingly furious; the lives of at least a million residents of an Outer Gate are actually a trivial matter.

"All those who do evil, fear my power! I, in my majesty, raise the fierce mark of the camel!"

And just as the battle was about to begin, a discordant voice rang out.

"Place your bets—place your bets!"

Indra stepped onto a bench and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Kalki wins, one to two; Messiah wins, one to one! If it's a draw, the house takes all!"

The watching Gods and Buddhas gathered around with laughter, and Gift Cards and Authority chips rained down on the gambling table like snowflakes.

"Kalki is still one to two? Is this looking down on the Holy Son? So I'll bet on Kalki, one Authority."

"Damn, looking down on Kalki, yet you still bet on him?"

The crowd erupted in laughter, and the sound of betting rose one after another.

"So what, can't afford to lose? I'm happy to, what of it?"

"The Holy Son, one Authority Artifact."

At this moment, a voice with a neutral tone spoke, its face indistinguishable as male or female.

"Damn, a big spender from the Cross Religion has arrived; small-time business, I don't take big spenders."

Indra immediately lost his nerve; his little treasury had previously been swindled away by those two, Su Nian and Shiroyasha.

Can't afford to play, really can't afford to play.

"Old Di, don't be in such a rush; haven't I not placed my bet yet?"

Su Nian patted Indra on the shoulder and said.

"One Authority Artifact, Kalki wins."

"Hey, what exactly did you give Kalki, kid? How dare you bet on him to win?"

Indra blocked the sound and whispered into Su Nian's ear.

"Shh, you just need to know it's good stuff."

Su Nian feigned mystery.

"Damn, don't try to swindle me again, kid."

"Rest assured, I take seven, you take three."

Su Nian whispered a few words into Indra's ear, and a smile instantly appeared on Indra's face.

"Come, come, come, place your bets, place your bets."

Indra began to shout even more energetically.

It was just that, unlike the lively crowd watching at the church, the Messiah, as the protagonist, did not feel very good.

Accompanied by Kalki's kick, which contained the power of the Avatar of the Camel, the Messiah, whose physical level was only at the limit of the Five-digit level, was caught off guard and kicked.

Bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The sharp-eyed Gods and Buddhas quickly discovered this, and for a moment, those who had bet on Kalki became excited.

"Yes, that's it, kick this fake to pieces!"

"Go for it, little brother, future Savior!"

But as the Messiah's gaze, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, swept over them, those Gods and Buddhas quickly quieted down and shut their mouths.

"Tch, a bunch of cowards."

Indra said with disdain.

"Exactly, exactly, can't you be a bit bolder like me?"

(End of chapter)