"Why do you all have the honor of living, so why do you ignore the lives of others!?" Drake was shouting the purity of filial piety in his heart, but in his mouth he was shouting the voice of a fish. .
Mahon seemed to understand Drake's point of view. Even though he was being beaten the hardest, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, saying, ``If you want to talk about murder, kill me. You have a role too, our child of God.'' Inside, his face quickly distorted as he punched harder and harder.
"Fuck you, child of God." Drake clenches his fist, the scales spread and the skin is torn, and he finally slams down with all his might, shattering Ma Hong's deformed head, pulverizing blood, flesh, and brain tissue. It broke. The head exploded, the human skin and flesh torn apart, a tangle of white, green, and red flesh and blood.
The sudden resurrection of human will by the Son of God and the sudden death of Ma Hong, the leader of the Ankai Divine Society...happened in just a few minutes, but this was unexpected.
They looked up to the sky. The Aquila meteor shower has ended, and the approaching storm on the sea has quietly and slowly disappeared.
The messenger from the stars did not arrive, the sea was calm, and the god called Ankai did not revive at the expected time.
They failed and their predictions were wrong.
At that time, the prediction that Truth School Huangsha told them was wrong. His predictions were not pletely wrong, but they were also inplete.
The god Anhai cannot lead them to rule this world, and at the same time cannot fulfill the prophecy of awakening. Is the “god” they believe in no more than an overrated exotic fish? !
Unable to bear the reality of what was happening, some members of the Ankai Shinkai mitted suicide at the scene. He could not withstand Drake's wrath and kill his enemies himself. Most of them were about to die alone. What remained was no different from the dead. they are crazy.
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