"Wow—"

The rain fell from the sky. Although it was not slow or fast, it quickly stopped the burning fire on the altar. As the flames went out inch by inch, the smoke rolled.

What's amazing is that there seemed to be a whirlwind circling around the altar, causing the smoke to circulate around and ripple.

Seeing this amazing scene, everyone was stunned for a moment. No one cared about the rain hitting his body, and no one cared about Vera being thrown on the ground, staring blankly at the figure sitting cross-legged on the altar.

Diggsit was so excited that he couldn't help himself, his whole body was trembling, looking at the clouds and rains in the sky, his face flushed, and it took him a long time to say tremblingly: "Everything, omniscient... God!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, the believers fell to the ground as if they were struck by lightning, chanting loudly, shaking their heads and looking like crazy.

A sound that sounded like scriptures and murmur sounded in the forest, buzzing, accompanied by the tumbling smoke, the atmosphere suddenly became evil.

"Great God, please look at your loyal servant, preacher, and devout Ram Rasem Digset Swaminathan..." Digset was the same, leaning down and muttering, his tone became more and more fanatical.

"...The supreme God, I swear to my pure and flawless soul, and will spread justice to the world..."

Digsit, the believers kept singing, and the rain in the sky was drizzling.

"Wow...wow..."

The flames on the altar gradually faded away, and the smoke that rose became sporadic, and eventually they all returned to peace. Only half of the burnt black and broken altar was left in the rain.

Vera, a reporter who was lying in the mud, was covering her wounds, staring at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, her pale face full of incredibleness.

The sudden strong wind and the instant rainfall are already very rare and beyond common sense.

Moreover, the wind and rain came at the right time. Not only did it save his life at all, it also interrupted Digsit's self-immolation...

This situation is too bizarre and unusual. No wonder these demons and monsters in the Ten Thousand Gods Palace are all like witnessing miracles and are extremely fanatical.

"Is this...a coincidence?" Vera frowned and said.

He was thinking, but he didn't notice that his wound was gradually bleeding, and his originally pale face was a little rosy.

"Or, was the flames on the altar just causing the weather to change?" He lowered his head and murmured to himself, "But the terrain here does not seem to be enough to produce such an effect... And what's going on with the wind? A level ten gust?"

Vera speculated that the believers were becoming more and more fanatical, and the chanting sounds became louder.

"...The supreme god!!" Diggsit opened his arms and shouted to the sky.

At this moment, the rain clouds in the sky surging and rolling, then slowly dissipated, and the clouds shook and the sun returned to a clear scene.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

But soon, a sharp-eyed believer jumped up and shouted to the sky with an extremely shocked and fanatical voice: "God... is God! The supreme God is back in the world!"

At this moment, in the sky where the rain clouds had just dissipated, a figure was floating in the sky, with a faint golden and purple color flashing, towering and solemn.

Let alone the believers, even Vera was shot and stared at the figure in the sky, and kept saying, "How is this possible... This, this is impossible!"

The believers of the Temple of Gods were instantly boiling, and their sang more enthusiastically. They sometimes stood up, then fell into the mud and knelt down, and some even shed tears.

"God!"

"Supreme God, I am your loyal slave..."

"A God who can do everything, can you give me thirty-six holy virgins..."

Diggsit gasped heavily, knelt towards the sky, and opened his arms: "Ram Rasem Diggsit Swaminathan is your loyal servant! Fifty million believers in the Palace of Gods, welcome the only true god to come back to the world!"

Amid the fanatical shouts of the believers, the figure flashing with golden light in the sky actually slowly descended, gradually falling from the vast clouds to the earth.

Soon, the figure descended all the way and finally steadily hangs more than ten meters above the altar.

So, almost everyone below could see his appearance: he was wearing a wide dark purple robe, dark red mysterious patterns spread all over it, and he wore a golden helmet and mask, and under the sun, there was a dazzling sacred light.

The ancient golden mask is engraved with an eternal indifferent expression, as if looking down at the crowd...

"God...Great God! I am your servant, I..." Diggsit burst into tears, kneeling down to this endless, magnificent and solemn god, trembling all over.

The same is true for the believers, and a fanatical atmosphere spreads among the woods.

Vera looked shocked, looked at the glorious figure in the sky that seemed to be undesecrated, and murmured repeatedly: "Impossible...Impossible, this is impossible..."

For a moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something. A trace of hesitation flashed on his face first, then swallowed, and picked up the camera hanging on his chest with some tremblingness, ready to aim at the incredible figure.

Vera made up her mind.

No matter what, you must take a picture of him!

However, as soon as he raised his camera, the brilliant figure in the sky felt aware and suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Vera looked at her golden face and felt as if a substantial gaze had come, and a panic arose in her heart.

!

What's going on? This feeling...

Before he could think about it, he was shocked by a surge of fatigue and lost consciousness. He fell softly into the mud, unconscious.

This scene was even more shocking in the eyes of believers.

In their opinion, Vera was about to take a photo with a camera, but unexpectedly, she was instantly noticed by the "God", and "God" made him lose his life with just a look of ashes.

"The blasphemer was executed!"

"It's God, it's God who personally executed the voyeur!"

"This evil Shudra finally paid the price for his crime..."

At the top of the altar, Digsit was both excited and frightened. Facing this omnipotent "God" who could destroy a person in a short time, he trembled. After a while, he squeezed out a hoarse sentence: "God..."

The "God" floating in the air turned his head when he heard this, and the golden face looked at him silently, as if there was a faint divine light flashing.

The wind is surging.

After a while, the "god" spoke slowly, and his voice was like the yellow bell in the sky, magnificent and solemn, and majestic: "Mortal..."
Chapter completed!