Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? - v15 Chapter 47 The world has never been about gods

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Four sturdy shadow tentacles slammed around Jesus' hands and feet, and the constant stream of human beliefs in his body suddenly had a fault at this moment.

When **** heard the sound of chewing, he turned his head and broke free from his tentacles. In his hands, the flames that had destroyed the world ignited. However, there was no one behind him.

"Come out! Face me! Do you only dare to hide?!"

"I didn't hide, you were so blind that you couldn't see where I was."

He Shenyan's voice was still frivolous and smiling, and he didn't seem to regard this battle as something that needed to be taken seriously at all. This attitude made **** even more infuriated, and he almost screamed, "You can't do this—! This is a battle between me and you, we are enemies! A rival!"

"Oh, what else, are you going to cry? Hey, how about another joke, Jesus? You don't need to lift your lips when you whistle, you just need to put your palm next to your lips."

Jesus was silent for a second.

two seconds.

He closed his eyes, his palms trembled, and his face was visibly flushed. The mage continued to output: "Wow, you are red warm, Jesus. This is a miracle, do you know what red warm means?"

He Shenyan said in a thin voice, "Hong Wen! Warning! Warning!"

Jesus didn't say anything, but judging from his expression, he was obviously extremely angry, his hair was as terrifying as a flame, and the flames in his eyes were getting stronger and stronger. His body began to grow, until it was bigger than the planet.

With a wave of the giant's arm, the planets in the Milky Way were smashed into pieces by him, including the sun and the moon, while the earth behind him was unscathed.

The mage's smiling voice still came from the depths of the universe: "I really want to thank Eddie Murphy, the old guy never thought that his jokes could really make **** look like this."

Jesus just ignored his trash talk—at least on the surface. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, the fire shining through his eyelids, like two huge fireballs that never stopped burning.

In this icy vacuum, he looked straight into the depths of the universe, following the trail of the mage. He kept going deep, going deep, until he came to an unnamed galaxy millions of light-years away before he opened it. Eye.

"Sa-tan!" He screamed and stretched out his hands. With a single flap of his wings, he crossed millions of light-years and arrived in front of He Shenyan.

The Mage's body at the moment is not even worth mentioning compared to him. One of Jesus' hair is bigger than his entire body, but He Shenyan still has a smile on his face.

"I found you, I found you!"

Jesus twitched the muscles on his face like a nervousness: "You shameless villain, a collection of sins, the king of hell! Satan! Today is the time of fate! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"You really don't sound like **** at all." He Shenyan yawned.

"It's kind of like a teenage American high school student, hey, Jesus, if you're going to be the school shooter, I think the reason might be because you've been stepping on the water in the bathtub while you're taking a shower at home and your mom has scolded you. .is this correct?"

"enough-"

Jesus couldn't say the next sentence, he heard a "shh", and in the next second, He Shenyan disappeared. And the stars were darkened one by one, like actors in a curtain call, leaving his vision one by one.

Suddenly, he felt a chill.

He Shenyan's voice came softly into his ears: "You are just a child, Jesus. Your memory is fake, your personality is fake. In fact, you have nothing to do with heaven at all. That day uses You have been shaped by false beliefs, and you know nothing about them except that you want to save the world."

"However, does the world need your salvation? You are a harmless wood wither, just stay on your cross, why do you need to walk around in the world?"

The stars were completely extinguished, and **** opened his mouth in fear. However, the air seemed to disappear too—until then, he still didn't realize that he didn't need to breathe at all. His lungs were throbbing because human knowledge was telling him the truth: Humans need to breathe.

Thinking of this, his eyes widened in horror.

"Yes, you finally realize, Jesus. You are God, why does God need to breathe?"

He Shenyan clenched his right hand with a smile, and there was a trace of darkness in the gaps between his fingers, spilling into the air. He clenched his fists a little bit, and when they were fully closed, a scream came from his palms, and there was the sound of something slowly breaking.

Above his head, the starry sky is still there. At his feet, the mountain stood.

Nothing seemed to change, and he never left.

The mage released his palm, and the broken sawdust fell and disappeared with the wind.

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Joanna just felt like she was having a horrible nightmare.

In the dream, she was fascinated and inexplicably wanted to pick up a knife and kill her husband who had spent her life with her. She woke up to find herself lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket. There was only a small light on in the living room, and in the dim yellow light, she found her reading glasses and put them on.

Her husband, Joseph, was sitting in his place with his head bowed and silent.

It broke her heart to see this scene - could it be that I actually killed Joseph? God, how could I do such a thing? !

The old man threw himself tremblingly, slammed into her husband's arms, and held up his cheek while crying, only to see a pair of eyes that were old, but still unable to hide their love.

"What's the matter, Joe?" He called her by her youthful nickname, his tone as always, bringing her back to his youth in an instant. "Why are you crying? Hey, I'm right here, don't cry, okay?"

Joanna stared at him dazedly, her heart was full of waves. A thousand different images flashed before her eyes one after another, their first meeting, their first date, their first kiss. On the wedding day, her father's reluctant but joyful eyes, they got married under the watchful eyes of God...

Then, Joanna suddenly realized the fact that the reason why she spent her life with this man was not because of gods.

but because of love.

She loves him and he loves her too. They spent each other's lives together, and in their lives, God never walked down his cross. Only they are each other.

Joanna hugged him tightly.

A father's cry came from outside the window, and there was a daughter's puzzled question. Her innocence could not be concealed from the words: "Dad, why are you crying? Today is my birthday!"

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