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Volume 1, God Killing Chapter 5 The Day God Arrives

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    Thursday, Christmas Day, Vatican.  The Vatican City is the smallest sovereign state in the world and one of the least populous countries in the world.  The Vatican City covers an area of ??only 0.44 square kilometers.  Located on the Vatican Heights in the northwest corner of Rome, the capital of Italy, and bordered by Italy on all sides, it is a "country of China".  The territory includes St. Peter's Square, St. Peter's Basilica, the Vatican Palace and the Vatican Museums, among others.  The country is roughly triangular in shape, and its national boundary is marked by the ancient Vatican City Wall, except for St. Peter's Square in the southeast of the city.  The Vatican has a subtropical Mediterranean climate.  The Vatican City itself is a great cultural treasure, home to many of the world's most important works.  Although the Vatican is a small country geographically, Catholicism has a global influence in politics and culture due to its large religious population around the world.  The Vatican is the spiritual center of nearly 1.3 billion Catholics, attracting millions of tourists every year.  There are many tourists in the Vatican on weekdays. Today is the birth day of the Son of God, Christ Jesus. It is an important day for all Catholic believers in the world, so there are even more tourists.  People come and go, gongs and drums fill the sky, and red flags are fluttering.  Just kidding.  Early in the morning, I was on the bus to the ceremony place.  Watching on the bus, one tourist after another.  Hand-held camera, shooting.  There are Christmas trees on both sides of the street with colored lights hanging on them.  Children running, Santa Claus dressed up, listening to the crisp religious songs of children in the church choir.  The festive atmosphere is quite strong.  The bus drove very slowly, after all, there were too many people.  "It will take about an hour. There are too many people on the road." Ito Makoto thought.  "I don't know what people's expressions will be after three hours." Looking at the happy expressions on people's faces on the street, savoring the joy of the festival, the actors in the car couldn't help but complain.  "Damn it, why do we have to work on a day like this? I should be enjoying Christmas at home at this time on weekdays. I shouldn't be wearing such a rustic soldier uniform at this time, damn boss, etc.  Will you die in one day?" complained one of the soldier's actors.  "Okay, brother, wait a day and the boss will not die, but your banknotes will die. What is your salary today, 1,000 US dollars or 1,200 US dollars. If you can earn so much in one day, you will stop complaining. Maybe.  You have so much money that you want to pay liquidated damages, 15 times the amount." Another soldier actor replied.  "Okay, let's just say a few words. We have signed a contract. However, Longinus, the actor who killed Christ Jesus, is paid 15,000 US dollars. The boss is really too generous. It is really a waste of money.  "The actor who plays the Ten Captain said enviously.  "I inquired and found out that the boss is an Arab, an oil tycoon, a fanatical believer in Allah, and hates Christianity. Therefore, he spent a lot of money to stage this kind of opera here in order to satisfy his own desires and celebrate the birth of the Son.  On that day, the drama of killing the Son of God was performed. Praise the Lord, the sin of bypassing me in vain is all the fault of life and the fault of the boss. If you want to sin, come to the boss. "Amen to the Catholics.  Gossip, he prayed.  "Oh my God, you are still a Catholic. You are so brave to act in this." Everyone said in surprise.  "It's all life." Christian sighed.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ In the car, I listened to them talking about the performance, the boss, the irresponsible government workers, corrupt officials, technology, the future, and finally the religious figures who approved the performance.  ¡°It¡¯s incredible for men to gossip!¡± Makoto Ito couldn¡¯t help but think.  "This is the only time you can gossip. Fortunately, Yamada has bought a huge insurance policy for you. Your family should be fine in the next life.  I cheated the insurance company in my last life, and I cheated the insurance company in this life as well. It must be something wrong with the insurance company, Ito Makoto thought.  I looked at the more than 30 people in the car and thought about the more than 400 people in the ceremony.  Makoto Ito must be here, the insurance company will cry.  In this way, we arrived at the ceremony venue in Bagua.  A small open space inside the Vatican.  More than 400 people will reenact the death of Christ Jesus here.  A chaotic set with chaotic sounds.  "Place everything, prop master, come here quickly," the director roared in the chaos.  "Props master, prop master! Where are the people? Has anyone seen the prop master?" The angry director blasted with a loudspeaker.  ¡°Director, I saw the prop master just now.¡± A ten-husband actor trotted up to the director wearing armor.  "The prop master is listening to the kid's instructions and placing things." The captain pointed at Ito Makoto and the prop master.  "Child, where did the child come from?" the director said in surprise, following the command of the ten husbands.He gestured and looked over. In the distance, Makoto Ito and the prop master in casual clothes were communicating something.  The prop master holds a large package in his hands.  "Oh, it's the kid arranged by the investor. Go and put the things there. Hurry up." The director came back to his senses after seeing Ito Makoto. The rich man is the uncle, the biggest investor, and the kid arranged by the investor.  , Well, I can¡¯t afford to offend you.  There happened to be someone in front of me, and he caught the young man.  "Yes, yes." The tenth captain nodded, picked up the thing and trotted all the way to the location pointed by the director.  "Lights, sound, camera, hurry up, time is limited, hurry up and move." The director continued to roar.  "I can't afford to be hurt. God won't blame me for shooting something like this on Christmas," the director thought.  The whole venue was filled with the director¡¯s voice, and everyone was so confused that they couldn¡¯t find their direction.  After all, this kind of drama is being held here, and maybe they will be beaten to death by fanatical Christians here, so it¡¯s better to do it quickly.  Seeing that the filming time was approaching, Ito Makoto also became busy.  ¡°You, yes, just put down the things in your hands and help me arrange these things.¡± Makoto Ito directed the prop master to run around the set, placing each souvenir in the designated position and fixing it.  666 pieces of religious souvenirs with the power of faith are placed throughout the ceremony venue according to a strange pattern.  A huge cross was placed in the middle of the entire ceremony, with a dummy tied to it. There were two blood bags on the dummy, one containing the blood of an Eastern European named Christ, although he was not named Jesus.  The other is the blood of a Christian believer. Three generations of his family have been believers in Christianity.  Where do you think the blood comes from? Have a good relationship with the staff at the blood station and spend a little money.  Seeing that everything was fixed, Ito Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.  At this time, the director walked up to Ito Makoto and said kindly, "Kids, you see it's about to start, why don't you get ready too." "Okay," Ito Makoto replied to the director, and then Ito Makoto changed clothes.  He took out a long black box, just long enough to hold the God-killing Spear Longinus.  He held the box and followed the director to start the performance.  ¡°Lights, sound, in place.¡± ¡°Camera turned on.¡± ¡°Start shooting of the Death of Jesus.¡± With the director¡¯s words, shooting began.  It didn¡¯t take long, at 12:00 noon, we finally arrived at the most important place.  The performance of Longinus stabbing Jesus.  Ito Makoto followed the man named Longinus, walked to the dummy, and opened the box.  "God-killing Spear Longinus Summons," with a soft word, a card appeared on the collector in Ito Makoto's pocket.  A gun appears in the box.  A countdown appeared in Ito Makoto's eyes.  And no one around saw the countdown.  After giving the gun to Longinus.  He said softly again.  "S2 mechanism summons." A red crystal was embedded in the palm of Ito Makoto's right hand.  Waves of power came from the palm of my hand, and my whole body was filled with strength. It felt great.  Another countdown has appeared.  Longinus took two steps forward and thrust the spear in his hand into the chest of the dummy Jesus, piercing the two blood bags and causing blood to spurt out from Jesus' chest.  When the blood spurted out from the body of Christ Jesus, time was frozen, and people seemed to be frozen. Their movements and sounds were completely gone.  Ode rang out between heaven and earth, rays of light fell from the sky, and people were annihilated in the light.  Everyone who comes to the ceremony site dies in the light, regardless of status or status.  Death, there is only death.  No wails, no groans, no corpses, no blood.  Everything is annihilated in the light.  Light, the light of death, the light that guides people towards death.  Pure light, so beautiful, so pure.  A huge beam of light fell from the sky, annihilating the entire hillside and destroying the entire ceremony venue. A figure emerged from the beam of light.  ??Beautiful figure, beautiful armor, a pair of wings behind her, a sword in her right hand, and a scale in her left hand.  The light that bathes the heaven and earth comes.  "Praise my Lord, my Lord is almighty. You are as powerful as the god of hell, giving the sins of hell the baptism of God." A word, a hymn, endless glory.  The god of disobedience has arrived.
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