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Then, the "Fariq Code" turned into a rainbow light and flew backwards as if it was running into the arms of its master.

"Edward's" chest was suddenly pierced by the bullet, and a large amount of golden divine blood spurted out, but his expression remained unchanged. He lowered his head to look at Gungnir that was stuck in his chest, and wanted to reach out and grab the "Code of Falric" that was flying away, but he grabbed nothing.

Edward's expression remained unchanged. He stroked the Gungnir stuck in his chest, glanced sideways in Zhou Ning's direction, and tried to pull it out. But the next second, Gungnir vanished from his palm like shattered starlight.

As an ancient divine weapon in Odin's hands, Gungnir has the ability to automatically return to its owner's hands.

"Blasters will be punished by God." Edward fell silent. After a moment, his eyes cleared again, and he reentered the shadows, rapidly disappearing. Everything he touched destroyed itself, erasing all traces.

Meredith opened her palm, and after a moment, the Falric Code fell directly into her palm, emitting a colorful light.

He reached out and touched the cover, his piercing eyes looking straight at the remaining enemies. The Plague Wolf Ulysses could no longer maintain his summoned form and had disappeared; Karl Robbins and the Hundred-Headed Dragon were solidified in gray and white, frozen in mid-air. Only the Valkyrie was still leading the heroic warriors to attack the Hundred-Headed Dragon.

The seemingly powerful angel had no chance to fight back in front of the real righteous God, and He was only in the state of divine descent.

As a brilliant light flashed, a golden ancient spear condensed in Zhou Ning's hand again, and Gungnir returned to his hand.

Everyone could notice that the tip of Gungnir's spear was stained with a large amount of golden divine blood, fulfilling his wish.

Then, "Meredith" turned his head and looked at Zhou Ning. After two seconds of silence, he blurted out a majestic male voice, speaking in a low voice with a hint of smile:

"Although I don't know your origins, your strength is unquestionable and sufficient to earn my approval. The Church of the God of War owes you a great favor."

"If it weren't for the limitations of time and rules, I would really like to fight you, the 'God of War'."

"There will be a chance." Zhou Ning smiled and responded simply.

Meredith nodded and said calmly:

"If you need help, draw the holy emblem of the Church of the God of War and call my name in a three-step ritual. I will help you once."

Without waiting for Zhou Ning to answer, He slowly looked around, then looked at his followers and said in a calm tone:

"You guys did a great job. I saw it and I heard it."

As a brilliant light spread around, all the people who were in abnormal situations, all the people who were in an activated state, and all the injured people suddenly returned to normal and were as complete as before.

Including Roger, all members of the Church of the God of War immediately burst into tears, punched their shoulders and said:

"Yes, Your Majesty, the God of War, may fairness and order be with you!"

"Meredith" nodded slightly, and the next second, the oppressive feeling that was so strong that it made people despair disappeared without a trace.

It was obvious that He had left.

In an instant, the grayish-white bodies of Karl Robbins and the hundred-headed dragon Fafnir, frozen in mid-air, suddenly regained color. Fafnir had been severely wounded in the previous series of battles, his body covered in blood. Compared to Fafnir, Karl Robbins was not seriously injured, but after seeing this scene, a look of despair inevitably appeared on his face.

Almost simultaneously, the timer for Zhou Ning, the God of Disobedience's possession card expired. Feeling the sudden disappearance of power and the sudden return of rationality within him, Zhou Ning couldn't help but feel slightly moved.

The level of this advent card was beyond his expectations. Its strength was comparable to that of a righteous god. Whether compared to "Edward" or the God of War, it should be on the same level, or even higher. It was just that their worldviews and power systems were different, so they could not be compared at all.

Just now, I had been fighting with 95% divinity and 5% humanity, but now looking at the panel, my divinity had unknowingly gone from 37% to 49%, almost /. I don't know if this is good or bad.

The time of advent is over, but the real reckoning has not yet begun.

Zhou Ning took a deep breath and looked at Carl Robbins not far away with a sharp gaze. At this moment, he had already escaped from the demigod form of the fallen angel evil spirit and became emaciated. His eyes were wandering and he occasionally looked at the "Opera in Four Acts by Leoncavallo" in his hand, trying to find a glimmer of hope for his own survival.

The book in his hand was still in a grayish-white state of dejection. He unconsciously kept turning the pages, trying to find a point in his fate where he could escape, but reality suffocated him. After a moment, he hesitated and wrote:

"It's so unfortunate! I can't believe I've been abandoned like this. I feel the doom and gloom surrounding me. The only way for me to escape right now is..."

boom!

A gunshot interrupted its writing. A bullet that seemed to be burning with flames shot out from the void and penetrated Carl Robbins' palm. The powerful penetrating force made it impossible for him to hold the little broken book. It fell to the ground with a plop. The pure black cover with a large number of mysterious symbols was immediately stained with a layer of dirt.

Zhou Ning, dressed in a black suit and holding a silver revolver, walked over, as if stepping into the other person's heart step by step. In the process, his body was covered with an exquisite alchemical armor.

The materials and craftsmanship of this armor are very exquisite. There are also a few words engraved on the right side of the alchemical armor:

"To Wayne Stewell. Produced by your 'old' friend Dallion Tullin."

It has long been outdated from its own version, but even at its strongest moment, Zhou Ning was reluctant to wear it.

At this moment, Zhou Ning thought of the old Turin couple who died in the catastrophe, his dead best friend John, the little girl who turned into a ghost, and the six million people who died in the catastrophe.

Now is the time for revenge.

"Wait, I can explain. What happened before has nothing to do with me. The Life Alchemy Association is..." Carl Robbins looked at Zhou Ning walking towards him step by step and spoke hurriedly.

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Ning grabbed his already sparse hair with his "ghost hand grabbing" technique. Suddenly, his head buzzed, and a huge force came down from above his forehead, pressing his entire head directly into the hard soil of the stairs of the Kingdom of God.

"Dead men need no last words."

Then, Zhou Ning coldly raised the gun in his hand, put it to the back of his head, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

With four deafening gunshots, Carl Robbins' health bar dropped rapidly, and cracks appeared on his head. When only the last bit of blood was left, Zhou Ning took out an exquisite crossbow, aimed it at Carl Robbins on the ground, and calmly pulled the trigger.

"Goodbye."

A crossbow arrow shot out silently, nailing him to the ground and taking away his last bit of blood.

[You killed the Demigod Necromancer Carl Robbins (lv106), and gained 1179600 experience points.]

[Hunting thirty-six extremely sinful souls: 35/36. ]

The wailing old soul of Carl Robbins suddenly appeared on the crossbow of the God-killing Crossbow.

Then, Zhou Ning cast his gaze towards the little broken book lying motionless on the ground, pretending to be dead, and walked over.