Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 191: The Land of Sorrow

the other side.

The heavy rain poured down on the concrete streets of the city. The members of the Black Killing Team, who were kneeling on the ground, looked at their leader. When facing the god, they did not kneel, but shouted "Kill!"

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Their first reaction was: Team Leader, are you crazy? ? !

Not kneeling before the gods is already disrespectful.

Now you are shouting "Kill!" at God?!

In the rain, Shen Qingzhu stood upright. There was no trace of fear in his eyes, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"You shameless ant!"

The Red Robe Oracle did not feel much when hearing the provocation from the human in front of him. It was like an ant gently biting a human's skin. Could it be that humans would have emotions towards ants for this reason?

I think at most, I can just pinch the other person to death with just one finger.

Click! !

Shen Qingzhu quickly picked up the sniper rifle in his hand and loaded the bullets in just a few seconds. After hearing a few consecutive metal collision sounds, the bullets were ready to be replenished at any time.

--boom! !

Sparks burst out in the dark environment, and a bullet carrying flames flew out from the muzzle, then passed through the rain curtain and flew towards the direction of the red-robed oracle!

At this moment, a tiny thing was slowly shrinking in the pupil of the red-robed oracle's left eye.

He looked at the bullet coming towards his chest with contempt in his eyes, and did not move his feet, as if he had given up resisting the bullet.

The bullet was flying at an extremely fast speed and was already heading towards the chest of the red-robed oracle.

Suddenly, a hot flame began to appear, and then the bullet head began to turn a little red and began to melt at an alarming speed. By the time the bullet was completely close to the chest of the Red Robe Oracle, it had turned black, like burnt charcoal, and rolled to the ground.

The red-robed Oracle raised his hand, pushed Shen Qingzhu who was holding the gun and said, "You are seeking death."

The next moment, without further ado, scorching flames began to radiate from the palm of the red-robed Oracle, and spread to the surrounding streets at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

At this moment, the entire street seemed to have turned into a sea of fire. Even the raindrops falling from the sky were baked by the flames and turned into white water mist in an instant.

At the same time, the attack of the Red Robe Oracle went far beyond that. His flames not only spread on the surface of the street, but even on the ground. At this moment, there was also an astonishing underground fire surging, as if the magma would break out of the ground at any time.

The dark night sky was lit up by the scorching flames. The entire sky seemed to be filled with flames connected by spider webs, like a dreamlike painting. The red-robed oracle stood in the center of the flames, like the absolute master of fire.

This is the Oracle, 'Fire'!

The burning flames would never stop and began to sweep across the entire street madly, and those people kneeling on the ground were being tormented by the flames all the time.

Flames had begun to appear on some people's bodies, and their clothes had been burned, but they still lay on the ground in silence, enduring the tremendous pain without daring to move.

Some people not only had to endure the burning of the flames on the ground, but also, because it had just rained, some people who were kneeling near the pool of water had to endure the boiling water vapor being evaporated by the flames.

But... everyone was surprisingly quiet.

Even so, it is quiet and indifferent, quiet to the point of being pitiful and sad.

The vehicles parked on the roadside could no longer endure the extremely high temperature of the flames. Their fuel tanks began to boil and then exploded... one after another, they exploded all over the street in an instant. Tiny parts flew into the air like brilliant fireworks, and behind the fireworks was thick black smoke.

Faced with the imminent death, some people died in agony, while others chose to wail in agony, but after wailing, they could not escape the fate of being devoured by flames. At this moment, this was not a street, but hell!

The red-robed oracle frowned slightly.

Listening to the screams of some people on the street, he felt very annoyed, so he waved his hand, and a large flame that was even hotter than before instantly began to sweep away lives.

Most of the people who were still on the street at this time had been burned into charcoal, and the wailing gradually subsided.

Since there are misfortunes, there are naturally some lucky people. Because they are relatively far away, they are not affected by the flames. They watched with their own eyes as their "kind" were burned into charred corpses, with only endless fear left in their eyes.

The tragedy is not just this, nor is it just the fear that is tragic... but the fact that those people, knowing clearly that these gods in front of them treat them as ants, still quietly crawl back to the ground and kneel down again, their bodies trembling, their tears evaporating, and their souls wailing...

Even until death, they believed that they were a species created by God, so their death at the hands of God could be considered a worthy death?

Those who survived naturally thought that it was God who wanted to give them another chance to live.

Pain? Endure the pain.

Thank you for enduring the pain...

The same thing happened to the members of the Black Killing Group. They all knelt on the ground. Perhaps because they were all behind Shen Qingzhu, they were not affected very much and most of them were not dead yet.

The wail of mankind, at this moment, is enough to reach the pinnacle of society. Shen Qingzhu looked at his former subordinates, shook his head, and said in a heavy tone:

"go!"

He knew how to speak this sentence in Japanese. When Lin Qiye was teaching him Japanese, he wanted him to be able to learn it without being at a loss for words when commanding the Black Kill Group. He didn't expect that it would come in handy now.

Now this sentence is particularly appropriate when used to describe the Black Kill Group’s evacuation.

Most of the people on the street had died, leaving only an empty silence. Shen Qingzhu's voice was resounding in this empty street, repeating over and over again, "Go!!"

The members of the Black Killing Team were all stunned for a moment, without moving. Some of them bravely raised their heads and looked at their team leader, with confusion revealed in their eyes.

"Walk??"

Throw away God’s will and “go??!”