Godlike: Shocking the gods, I am the Throne of Heroes.

Cheng Yang withdrew his gaze with a dark expression.

Those modern Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Garuda, and so on, don't be fooled by their resounding names.

Cheng Yang almost thought that the Third Brother myth had been revived.

result?

It turned out that they were the most damn good at pretending to be ghosts among a group of ordinary soldiers!

Cheng Yang's face darkened.

The angels all cast curious glances their way.

Cheng Yang didn't even have time to stop him; he could only hold his forehead with one hand, looking like he was in unbearable pain.

as predicted.

A moment later, a series of silvery laughs made Cheng Yang sigh helplessly.

You've disgraced the entire elite civilization, Brother India! Typical Brother India!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Cheng Yang simply pulled out the Holy Gun.

When Cheng Yang held that incomparably powerful creation, surrounded by terrifying energy levels and resembling a spear of light, in his palm.

Leng was startled by Cheng Yang's actions and quickly stepped forward to hug his arm.

"No, Cheng Yang, it really isn't that bad!"

"Those mortals are just bragging!"

"You really don't need to reveal a weapon as powerful as yours that can penetrate a star's core!"

Cheng Yang rolled his eyes and said, annoyed:

"I'm not that petty!"

"I don't care about the others."

"But for those idiots who dare to shift the blame onto my head, isn't it justified to impose sanctions on them?"

To be honest, Cheng Yang really didn't intend to do anything to Third Brother.

What's wrong with Third Brother entertaining himself?

Even if you don't like it, you shouldn't beat the other person to ashes just because of that.

but……

Don’t even say it!

The cold was under her regular clothes, but her figure was truly amazing!

With those magnificent twin peaks standing tall, Cheng Yang felt his arms sinking into some kind of soft and warm paradise!

Perhaps realizing her behavior was inappropriate, Leng's cheeks flushed slightly. She quickly released Cheng Yang's arm, took a half-step back, and stammered:

"No, that's good. Well, the slander of mortals is indeed very hateful. In the name of justice, let them do whatever they want with you."

Watching Leng feign composure as she turned and walked away with an air of nonchalance, Cheng Yang's expression was playful.

As expected of someone with a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) personality.

Even at this point, they still haven't forgotten to dabble in so-called justice.

Justice will cry!

With a smile, Cheng Yang pointed the spear of light in his hand towards the sky!

His gaze was chilling, and he spoke in a cold and indifferent tone:

"Judgment! Shine forth from the spear of the end!"

boom! ——

A beam of light shot straight into the sky!

Into the clouds.

Then it disappeared.

Cheng Yang's sudden outburst attracted the attention of many people.

Juxia City food stalls.

The Super Soldier Company, who had just finished their team dinner to celebrate the victory in the war, had just stepped out of the food stall when they were all dumbfounded as they stared at the golden holy spear of light shooting straight into the sky!

"Again, what happened again?"

"I don't know. Maybe Cheng Yang foresaw some great enemy that might pose a threat to Earth, which is why he took action!"

"As expected of Brother Cheng! You're so efficient!"

"Can Cheng Yang... manage on his own?"

"Don't worry, Sister Qilin, Brother Chengyang is very strong!"

"For Brother Cheng Yang to use that spear of light, the enemy is not to be underestimated, Xiaolun!"

"Huh? Me?"

"No, it has nothing to do with you, brother. You just need to keep gazing at the rose with affection..."

The members of the Super Soldier Company were chattering excitedly about this matter.

Du Qiangwei and Lena looked at each other in bewilderment.

Having just activated their Dark Eyes, they knew, of course, that Cheng Yang's target wasn't some formidable enemy, but rather an old white man in Beijing who was frantically shifting blame to Donghuang in front of the audience.

How to do?

Should we tell these silly kids the truth?

But just in case.

Cheng Yang's glorious image has been damaged as a result... Seriously, Cheng Yang doesn't know how to hide anything at all. You could have at least done it quietly!

……

In the night market, Yan, who had just taken over the job of grilling a huge pile of food for the owner, stared blankly up at the sky until the golden holy spear disappeared at the horizon.

Yan then carried two large bags of barbecue home with a smile on his face.

"What a pity, I wanted to personally intervene and see what kind of idiot dared to smear my idol..."

"But it's good that Cheng Yang is making a move..."

"This will teach these ignorant natives a lesson..."

"God is God, not something that can be slandered at will!"

……

In the Washington street square, where the time difference with East Asia is reversed, it is exactly 0:00 AM..

Past days.

Citizens, working like cattle and horses, should be going to work.

now.

However, the invasion of the Taotie brought the entire magnesium industry to a standstill!

Water and electricity outages, and the entire internet is down!

Residents of North America didn't need to be reminded; they naturally took to the streets.

The protest march failed, but they witnessed a massive public speech in the square!

On the stage.

The elderly gentleman was impeccably dressed in a suit.

He was speaking with a face full of grief and hatred, spittle flying everywhere. Behind him, blurry photos were projected onto a screen.

It was Cheng Yang, dressed in a magnificent holy silver battle armor, with a pure white cloak fluttering in the wind behind him.

And the Time-Space Rose with mechanical wings on its back.

In addition, there's Direna, the Light of the Sun, who transforms into a cannonball and is enveloped in a flare of light.

"...That's the truth! The Eastern Empire is utterly despicable! While the great America was preoccupied with its own problems, they suddenly dispatched these three to launch a devastating attack on New York. And so, our heroic freedom... um?"

suddenly.

The unknown old white man was astonished to find that the men who had been so enthusiastic and united in their hatred of the enemy were now craning their necks and looking up at the sky!

It wasn't his own brilliant speech at all; the old white man's eyelids twitched, and he inadvertently glanced at the high sky.

With just one glance, the old white man, along with the entire city of Washington...

Do not!

It must be the same for all the people on the entire West Coast... staring blankly at the sky!

Without him!

The sea of ​​clouds in the sky was illuminated by a dazzling golden light...

No thunder or lightning!

No storm swept through!

Some were merely golden lights, like the creation of heaven and earth, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds, and a massive, immeasurably large cone-shaped spear, exuding unparalleled pressure, pressed down on the earth with seemingly slow but actually swift movements!

For a moment, people on the west coast of North America even felt that the sky had fallen!

A vast expanse of golden sky crashed down as if the heavens and earth were collapsing!

There are countless people who unconsciously murmur the name of God!

But... it was completely useless!

That spiraling holy lance, accompanied by a low, indifferent pronouncement: "Significant lance of the end!", crashed down!

Boom! —

Chapter 158 King's Cannon! Ultra-Wide Area Magic Field

The fate of the unknown old white man is well-known; there are no more tough guys on Earth today who shout "A meteor shower!" and risk their lives to break through the liberation of Lungominiad.

but.

He was the first person in the world to be killed by the Holy Lance that was linked to the Star Anchor.

No matter what, he paid the price with his life and fortune.

To show it to the world.

What does it mean that God cannot be insulted?

of course.

Cheng Yang wasn't that ruthless.

This Noble Phantasm release didn't even utilize the concept of the Holy Lance; it was merely a casual strike by Cheng Yang, resonating with the shadow of the Holy Lance from across half the globe!

The sound and light effects were top-notch, but Cheng Yang controlled the actual power very well!

and so.

Those affected.

Only that group of brainwashed, crazy people who shouted the old white man's slogans of killing gods and defying the heavens.

It was this casual shot that proclaimed to the world: this was divine punishment!

Even gods have emotions.

Of course God can be angry!

But the bottom line of humanity must be upheld; otherwise, one will either become a pathetic figure whose humanity has been lost and whose divinity shines through, a victim bound by rules and concepts (as a certain white-haired Artoria says: Actually, this isn't so bad, it's a brand new experience, the king of Lostbelts!)... or, the result of reckless behavior will inevitably be a shift in allegiances, becoming one of the chaotic clowns!