MTL - Marvel Daily of a Lord God-Chapter 167 1 everything goes according to plan

"Compared to that Christmas in history, today... should be the real Christmas day!"

As soon as Patch finished speaking, the left hand covering his eyes moved away, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a huge white cocoon appearing in front of his eyes.

And when he opened his eyes completely, he saw that the cocoon in front of him suddenly cracked a huge gap in the middle, and soft holy white light came out from the crack of the giant cocoon, but it didn't let Paqi It felt dazzling, but these holy white lights made Patch's body feel like being immersed in a pool of warm water, which made him feel particularly comfortable.

The sound of broken stones kept coming to Patch's ears, and his eyes did not shift at all, and he kept staring at the huge cocoon in front of him.

The holy white light became stronger and stronger, until there was an extremely abnormal crisp cracking sound from the giant cocoon, and the holy white light that occupied Patch's sight suddenly shrank.

But in the next second, the giant cocoon suddenly separated like an eggshell, and a tall figure appeared and slowly walked out from inside.

What appeared in front of Patch was a tall and well-built middle-aged man, and the image of this middle-aged man happened to be the one that Patch showed over the Vatican not long ago.

When the middle-aged man walked in front of him with a smile on his face, a faint smile gradually appeared on Patch's face as he watched him.

"Welcome back, Jehovah!"

Still with a faint smile, Patch stretched out his hand towards the middle-aged man in front of him while talking.

"Thank you, my Lord of Symbiosis, Mr. Meiwes."

The middle-aged man Yahweh also stretched out his hand to hold Patch, and responded to him with a smile.

"You and I were born from the same origin, one prospers and the other suffers. I hope that in the days to come, the two of us can work together to create a better world and climb to a higher level."

"as you wish."

The middle-aged man Yahweh and Patch were like old friends who knew each other well. After a simple greeting and reconciliation, the two looked at each other and smiled again.

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In a small town on the border of Texas, in the lobby of an empty house, Moros, who was sitting on a chair, was watching the picture presented on the computer screen in front of him with great concentration.

More than ten minutes passed, and after Moros finished watching the short blurry video played on the computer, his brows frowned involuntarily.

Frowning, Moros sat on the seat blankly, the expression on his face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain, as if he was thinking about something that made him difficult to make a choice.

Two or three minutes passed, and Moros suddenly woke up with a **** in his body, but just as soon as he woke up, he suddenly clenched his fists and punched the table heavily.

"Damn it, Jehovah dared to come to the world in his real body when the kingdom of heaven was in turmoil. Isn't he really afraid that the Lord of Darkness will take advantage of the emptiness to attack and enter the kingdom of heaven? Or does he really feel that he will completely wipe it out at all costs?" Except for 'traitors' like me?"

Moros's expression was particularly ferocious and distorted, and his gritted teeth looked terrifying, "He really wants to drive us all to death!"

"I was still considering whether to communicate with the Lord of Darkness and sacrifice this world called 'Earth' to him, but now you forced me to do so."

His chest was heaving violently. After taking a few deep breaths, Moros suppressed his fear and anger. He took a long breath and continued to talk to himself: "It's just that whether it's Jehovah or the dark Even the Lord is not something I can contend with, all I can do now is to find a glimmer of life in the cracks between the two."

"If I remain silent like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before some of the Lord's men will find my hiding place and completely annihilate me."

"So I have to get in touch with the Lord of Darkness now, but before he comes, I have to reach an agreement with him. Maybe I am no better than these ants on the earth in front of them, but because of Only in this way can I have a chance of survival."

"First of all, I have to get in touch with the Lord of Darkness immediately."

After Moros nodded emphatically, he suddenly stood up again, clenched his fists tightly, and said to himself extremely firmly: "That's right! Time waits for no one, I must act now."

As soon as the voice fell, Moros suddenly turned around and walked out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Moros felt the fiery breath from the blazing sun in the sky, but at this time he was completely unmoved by it, walking quickly in the hot sun, and quickly walked to the Next to his beat-up Ford.

Open the door, sit in the driver's seat, and with the roar of the car, the old Ford car gallops out quickly, boards the road, and quickly turns into a small black spot until there is no more shadow to be seen.

Sitting in the car, although the inside of the car was unbearably hot, Moros felt a chill in his heart from time to time.

Through the video of the coming of God in the Vatican just now, he has fully confirmed the arrival of Jehovah. If he does not take any action, what will happen when the group of angels under Jehovah come to the door? Moros doesn’t have to think about it can guess.

It is precisely because of this that under the **** of this kind of tension and fear, Moros's mood is particularly urgent.

The old Ford car reached the fastest speed driven by Moros, and the whole car rattled from time to time at high speed, as if it was about to fall apart.

However, Moros didn't care about this, his brown eyes staring at the front were already red, and his right foot had already stepped on the accelerator of the car to the point where he couldn't go any further.

After driving for seven or eight kilometers, Moros suddenly stopped the car, opened the door and walked out when he came to a wilderness where no one was seen.

It's just that when getting out of the car, Moros reached out and lifted a small black cloth bag from the passenger seat next to him, and took it out of the car.

Carrying the cloth bag, Moros quickly walked to an open place in the wilderness, and quickly stabilized his figure.

"Fortunately, the stele of the Holy Word still has some energy left when it is about to shatter. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get in touch with the Lord of Darkness just with my extremely weak body."

"The powder made from the fragments of the stele of holy words is an extremely important thing for me now."

While talking to himself, Moros quickly opened the cloth bag in his hand and grabbed a handful of faintly fluorescent powder from it.

Grabbing the powder, Moros quickly walked around where he was standing, and sprinkled the faintly glowing powder in his hand on the ground.

Following Moros's seemingly irregular but extremely rigorous pace, the cloth bag containing the powder of the stele of holy words in his hand quickly dried up.

When Moros sprinkled the last bit of powder on the ground, a strange hexagonal pattern appeared on the open ground where he was standing.

Looking down at the pattern under his feet, Moros's tense body relaxed a little, and while taking a breath, his frowning brows were also slightly relaxed.

"The Spirit Summoning Totem is finally completed, next..."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Moros's eyes, his head rose slightly, and he said to himself in a very serious manner: "It's time to get in touch with the Lord of Darkness. I think the Lord of Darkness will be particularly grateful for a world like the earth where life is born. Interested!"

As soon as the words fell, Moros's smiling face quickly returned to seriousness, and he squatted down and pressed his hands to the ground.

A burst of blood-red light slowly gushed out from Moros' hands, and as soon as the blood-colored light appeared, it quickly flowed into every line of the hexagonal pattern on the ground.

As the **** light gushing from Moros' hand intensified, within half an hour, every line of the hexagonal pattern was lit up.

Bloody rays of light flowed in every line of the hexagonal pattern, and the totem with a faint **** light looked extremely strange.

After Moros saw this scene, the **** light on his hand finally disappeared, and he stood up with a faint smile. It's just that when Moros stood up, his figure seemed a little swaying, as if he was about to stand unsteadily, and his face was bloodless at this time.

Obviously, lighting up this peculiar totem cost him a lot, and Moros felt his own weakness and powerlessness when he got up.

But when he looked down at the totem under his feet, Moros couldn't help but put a smile on his face.

The **** light in the lines of the totem is still frantically moving, and Moros is staring at the **** light that is constantly flowing, as if waiting for a suitable opportunity.

At a certain moment after more than ten minutes, Moros' face suddenly froze, his lips opened and closed quickly, and an incantation with unknown meaning sounded immediately.

And at the moment when Moros chanted the spell, he saw the blood-colored light in the hexagonal totem under his feet suddenly shining, and the blood-colored light rushed straight to the sky, even under the scorching sun, it could still be seen extremely clear.

While the **** light shot straight into the sky, a faint black smoke suddenly appeared from nowhere within the range of the hexagonal totem.

Although the black smoke was extremely thin, it still covered Moros' figure. On this occasion, Moros also cheered up instantly, looking forward with his head raised.

In the hexagonal totem, Moros' figure suddenly became distorted and weird, as if the black mist covering his body brought him to a dimension completely different from the earth.

Moros, who was on the scene, naturally couldn't help feeling this way, but he knew in his heart that he just appeared in the projection of the dark world.

Staring at the front, Moros's pupils shrank rapidly, and the extremely familiar but terrifying existence appeared in his sight.

In the mottled, weird and lifeless dark and dead world, a giant knocked away countless meteorites and planets suspended in it, and it seemed that it only took a blink of an eye to come to a place not far in front of Moros.

When the giant approached, Moros could only see the huge face of the giant. The giant's face was like a rock on a barren mountain, and there were countless criss-crossing and deep lines on it, and two huge dark purple eyes were dotted in it, shining bursts of light from time to time.

Although Moros knew in his heart that it was impossible for the Lord of Darkness to forcibly break through the barriers of the world and come before him, he still couldn't help being shocked when he saw this situation.

And just when Moros's body trembled slightly, a pair of dark purple eyes of the giant flickered suddenly, and the huge mouth like a black hole opened immediately, and a roaring sound suddenly sounded.

"You have the breath of the dark world and angels on you? You are a fallen angel!"

The Lord of Darkness's huge mouth opened and closed quickly, and his eyes were fixed on Moros, who was so tiny in front of him, "The Lord dealt a devastating blow to you fallen angels before I arrived in time. I thought you were all gone. I survived, but I didn't expect that you, a little guy, not only survived, but also arrived in a safe dimensional world."

"Little guy, tell me about your intention to wake me up!"

Even facing the phantom of the Lord of Darkness, Moros couldn't help swallowing nervously. After he calmed down a little, he opened his mouth and said, "The Great Lord of Darkness..."

"When I plunged into the darkness, I have dedicated my whole life to you~www.novelbuddy.com~ And now, although I lost my body because of Jehovah, my soul is still the soul of a fallen angel. And in the future When I arrived in this unknown dimension world, I always wanted to sacrifice it to you, so today I used all my power to get in touch with you. Great Lord of Darkness, this is a completely unknown and extremely perfect world Dimensional world, if you swallow this world, I believe it will definitely make your dark world stronger."

"I…"

But just when Moros was about to continue talking, he felt a sudden chill coming from his body, and at the same time, the roaring voice of the Lord of Darkness in front of him suddenly sounded.

"Okay, you don't need to say any more."

The Lord of Darkness interrupted Moros's words in a cold voice, and said loudly: "Humble and insignificant angel, in front of me, you dare to use hypocritical lies and flattery to try to make me trust you."

"How can a world of unknown dimensions that I haven't even explored before be so simple. When you plunged into darkness, you fallen angels full of lies were not prepared to dedicate your soul to me, and I never would I have the slightest trust in you. If it wasn’t for the world barriers of the unknown world, humble little angel, I would definitely let you try to deceive me.”

"Now…"

"Tell me your real purpose now!"

A pair of huge dark purple eyes of the Lord of Darkness flickered suddenly, and the words that passed into Moros' ears were as cold as eternal ice, which made him shiver violently.