"Heretics! They are all heretics! These disgusting, inferior species are indeed despicable. Even if the gods bestow upon them an eternal dream of piety, they still forcibly break through it with the vile methods unique to inferior species, in pursuit of their laughable and pathetic freedom!"
My pious world, shaped by the hand of my Pale God Norton, has now been completely destroyed. All beauty is gone, all the noblest qualities, the most devout faith, and the most loyal souls have been tainted by the filth of depravity and the extreme stench of decay!
Look, Abraham, look!
How can the world be so despicable?
All the perfect qualities I once cultivated have vanished! Human society has returned to oppression, exploitation, deception, and brutality!
Look at the current state of the Human Federation, look at these people indulging their bestial desires, look at how ridiculous and pathetic their so-called pursuit of truth and freedom is now!
They always thought that breaking the world I created was true freedom, but they completely ignored the fact that all the beautiful qualities of unity, harmony, struggle, and steadfastness within them had long since vanished along with their delusions!
These despicable creatures can only reveal the sanctity of humanity under endless oppression, not in their apparent pursuit of freedom, which is in fact a further depravity of indulgence!
A furious roar echoed within the Holy Church. The tall, slender monster, its face contorted with rage, uttered pitiful words as it paced back and forth within the hall. The oppressive Pressure emanating from it seemed to erode time and space itself.
Scenes from the past occasionally appear within the main hall amidst this decadent time and space, making it seem as if one has truly arrived at a bygone era.
The figures of people who used to walk back and forth in the once prosperous hall, and even traces of Abraham in the past, occasionally appear in this decadent space-time. These past timelines exist within them, and they can even see the pale monster that is now roaring and walking back and forth in rage. Their faces are filled with panic for a moment, but under that enormous Pressure, they are obliterated along with time and space.
Three figures were present in the empty hall.
The familiar Abraham and Elizabeth are no longer the familiar figures they once were.
Their human-shaped bodies were now decapitated.
His body was bound with a cross and displayed in a glass case like a specimen.
His head was stuck in front of the glass case containing his body, with a wooden stake embedded in it.
The two men's necks appeared to have been violently severed, with jagged breaks and blood still dripping from them.
However, given their current strength, this so-called decapitation injury is no different from a tickle to them; it only serves as a deterrent.
Even so, the scene was already bizarre enough.
Sweat poured down Abraham's forehead as he watched Norton walk around, his body reflecting the past, even seeing himself from different time periods being crushed in panic. His fear was almost unbearable.
I could even feel warm sweat seeping from the crotch of my body, which was bound to a cross inside a glass case.
Just how strong is this dog, Norton?
What terrified him even more was Norton's current state of Biyang.
The plan has progressed to this point, and they're still just putting on an act?
He could get away with pretending before, since he did manage to fool them, but now that he's practically got his cards on the table, at least for Abraham and Elizabeth, he's still pretending in front of them.
This isn't about being cautious or scheming; this is downright psychopathic!
Abraham was drenched in sweat. Ten thousand years ago, when Norton pretended to be a pervert, he could still be half-believing, because a pretense is still a pretense, and it was a bit too deliberate.
But now he genuinely feels that this thing has some mental problems. Having lived too long and seen too much, his barren spirit may have long been overwhelmed, so it's understandable that he has become truly abnormal.
Abraham's fear deepened, and despite his constant prayers, the pale monster that paced back and forth in fury still managed to fix its scarlet and savage gaze on Abraham and Elizabeth, fueled by his extreme resistance and terror.
"Hmph, inferior life forms are ultimately inferior life forms, and so are you, despicable and disgusting, ugly and self-righteous!"
You think you're so smart? Huh? Abraham, Elizabeth?
Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Do you think I can't see what you're doing?
Do you think my plan can't succeed without you?
Hmph, hahaha... How ridiculous!
You two despicable, straw dogs, I have seen through your bodies and even your souls. Your ridiculous thoughts and short-sightedness are utterly pathetic!
In the past, it was one thing for you to be half-hearted, but now that you have followed me, Norton, for ten thousand years, received the glory bestowed upon you by me, Norton, and achieved the highest rank, you are still not completely loyal. Your despicable and laughable self-righteousness is precisely the most foolish behavior!
Inferior, incompetent, stupid, despicable...
I will keep you here for billions of years as a slight punishment!
Norton's body moved closer to Abraham and Elizabeth's nailed heads as he spoke, his once perfect face now filled with contempt, anger, ferocity, and cruelty. He would occasionally get close, even whispering in their ears, which terrified them so much that beads of sweat would drip from their foreheads, and the blood from their broken necks would flow faster and more profusely.
As Norton's words of judgment came, the two of them felt as if their bodies, which they had just been able to control and even move at will to get off the cross, were suddenly completely imprisoned, unable to move at all, and even their sense of their bodies had vanished.
Extreme terror and despair instantly spread through their minds.
Stuck here for billions of years?
What terrifying loneliness that must be!
They will definitely have a mental breakdown; they will definitely lose their minds!
"No! Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I was wrong, Your Majesty!!! No, no, no, please don't nail me here, Your Majesty! This old servant still wants to serve you! This old servant has deeply realized my mistake, Your Majesty..."
Abraham's face was filled with terror, so much so that his fear almost materialized.
He begged for mercy desperately, but before he could finish speaking, he discovered that he had no mouth left.
Norton calmly looked at the two completely sealed bodies, and with a slight wave of his hand, massive bodies crashed down from the sky and slammed into the hall.
Those were huge Gargoyle.
Since Norton became a god, his pets who followed Norton have completely lost all meaning in their existence, and thus they have all turned into stone statues to this day.
After they flew down, their once vibrant bodies began to solidify again, turning into stone statues that circled around the hall, drawing Abraham and Elizabeth's gaze and the world into the silent hall.
During this time, even Coal Ball and Plum Blossom, who had been Norton's companions for many years, received no affection or response from Norton.
He stood too high, so high that for over four thousand years, even emotions have barely responded.
" Abraham, being self-righteous has always been a derogatory term. Just like you today, just like humanity today."
Just as you thought, everything you do and think is walking on a pre-determined path!
In this world where God truly exists, you are far more pathetic than caged birds...
And now, the moment has finally arrived when everything can be reaped.
Norton stared at the heads of Abraham and Elizabeth, their faces contorted in pain and tears streaming down their faces, nailed to the stake. He then indifferently stretched out his palm and pulled out his miniature version of the galaxy again.
Countless galaxies, the size of marbles, drift and float within the nebula. A pale hand reaches into the nebula and gently squeezes, and a shrunken galaxy vanishes without a trace.
"Don't think I'm too heartless. Perhaps even I am just walking on a path that has already been drawn beforehand..."