Chapter 479: The difference between life and soul (5K-word chapter!)

Hawk arched a brow.

Mephisto, who revealed his red demon true form, proved himself and then returned to the image of a middle-aged punk, looking at Hawk.

"It's not my fault that the Earth turned black."

"Yahweh did it."

"Don't forget, I also took over the Earth after defeating Yahweh."

Mephisto, who had returned to the image of a middle-aged punk, shrugged, looking at Hawk: "Besides, he is also black."

During the conversation, Mephisto's right arm turned into a demon claw, and with the rising Hell fire, the rising fire gradually condensed into the appearance of an old black man in the air.

Hawk looked at the appearance of Yahweh projected by Mephisto, and the corners of his mouth twitched without a trace.

"This is Yahweh?"

"Authentic."

Mephisto opened his mouth, and the fire-turned Yahweh appearance was instantly sucked into his mouth, as if he had swallowed Yahweh in one bite.

Hawk recalled Yahweh's appearance and couldn't help but shake his head.

"If the people on Earth knew, the dreams of hundreds of millions of believers would probably be shattered."

"Including you?"

Mephisto looked at Hawk with a smile: "Does that include you?"

Hawk laughed. Looked at Mephisto: "If I were, I wouldn't be here, discussing with you how to slaughter his dimension, right?"

Mephisto's expression was enlightened, and he pursed his lips.

"Makes sense."

"But I'm very curious, since he is black, why didn't his mythology spread in Africa?"

"Very simple."

Mephisto answered Hawk's question with a smile: "The reason why it didn't spread in Africa is because of the birth of new Celestials. Think about the conditions for the birth of new Celestials."

Hawk looked at the smile on Mephisto's mouth again, and had a thought: "New Celestials need the number of lives on a life planet to reach a critical point, the more lives, the new Celestial will be more..."

Speaking of this.

His expression was enlightened, and he looked at Mephisto: "So, Africa is his pasture."

As everyone knew.

On Earth, every region has its own faith spreading.

The Jade Emperor of the East.

The Buddha of the Three.

Odin of the North.

Zeus of Greece.

And the so-called God.

But only Africa doesn't.

There was only one possibility.

This place wasn't without faith, but couldn't have faith.

After all...

Cultivating faith takes time, but if it's just a pasture, it's not needed.

Hawk's expression was somewhat enlightened, and then he suddenly thought of something and looked at Mephisto.

"But you didn't seem to do anything to Africa after you got the Earth."

"Because I didn't need to."

Mephisto spread his hands.

"I won."

"Yahweh needs life, and I need souls, so from a certain angle, what I and Yahweh need is the same."

"But the big boss behind me is 'Death.' I only need souls. All I need to do is take over the Heaven's plate and keep the life controllable so as not to trigger the Celestial life critical point."

"Then... what if it's uncontrollable?"

"I will intervene."

"Plague of Athens."

"Antonine Plague."

"... Right."

Mephisto shared with Hawk the deeds of how he ensured that the life on Earth was not enough to trigger the Celestial critical point, then his eyes lit up, and he looked at Hawk: "Who do you think incited the first Portuguese to go to Africa for the trade of daily goods?"

Hawk was slightly stunned, his eyes lit up, looking at Mephisto who was smiling.

"Did you start the African trade?" ===== CHAPTER 481 =====