Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 135 Child, do you want to pray?

The bustling city center.

Various dance halls were bustling with music every night, and some restaurants were still open at this time, with many customers and booming business.

Chen Chen trekked for more than ten kilometers and finally arrived at the outskirts of the city.

Just as he was about to step into the city, he took a step forward with his left foot, and a faint, translucent, flowing, water-like energy shield began to ripple at the tips of his toes.

"What is this??"

He looked at the sudden energy shield in a daze, then he released his mental power to detect the structure of the energy shield.

"Huh? There aren't any energy fluctuations?!"

"How can this be??"

So he didn't believe it and tried to touch it with his hand, but the energy shield seemed not to exist and his hand passed through it easily.

"Could this thing be... the protective shield that can resist the erosion of the red moon?"

To get to the root of the problem, Chen Chen's entire body shuttled through it, and then followed the spread of the light shield, his eyes following it to its starting point, and a silver-white pyramid suddenly appeared in front of him.

"A white... pyramid???"

Looking from a distance, it looks like the aliens in science fiction movies, a sci-fi flying tower built with nanotechnology. Under the light of the moon, the silvery-white outer wall still reflects light, a pure "pyramid bulb".

"Forget it, never mind that. Let's go take a look inside the city first."

Anyway, he has come to this world of a thousand years ago. Although he doesn't know where it is exactly, of course, he feels that this is not any country from a thousand years ago... With such technology, how could any country reach this level?

Just treat it as a trip.

As he walked, silvery-white particles of light floated slightly along with his body.

His only hope of returning home right now is to build a time-space tunnel, so he cannot stop practicing the prototype of the "future" law.

……

In the research laboratory of the Silver Pyramid.

On a precision laboratory instrument table connected to several pipes, several lines of eye-catching red characters flashed. Then, a robot like a projection slowly gathered into a flowing blue code on the laboratory table.

The flowing code slowly began to speak, and a numb mechanical sound rang out:

"The intruder's location has been found... The intruder's location has been found... The intruder's location has been found..."

Following three consecutive alarm sounds, red alarms flashed continuously at the four corners of the ceiling in the research room, and the entire laboratory was filled with loud alarm sounds.

Not long after, the executor wearing black robe number four came to the laboratory. He first pressed a white button, and the alarm sounds stopped one after another.

Then he slowly walked to the instrument table and began to observe the pictures one by one.

I saw that on the instrument table, the projection of the edge of the city had been clearly copied into it.

In the video, Chen Chen, wearing a cloth robe, was standing at the junction of the city and the slave area, stretching his legs, raising his arms, and waving his arms, no one knew what he was doing.

"Very well, since you have chosen to come to the center of the city and provoke us like this, then... accept your fate of being arrested.

I remember that No. 8 seemed to be in the dance hall on the street in District 1, so it’s a good opportunity to let him go on this mission.”

After briefly thinking about the next strategy, the black-robed executor No. 4 shook his head.

"They are obviously no longer human, but they still keep the habit of going to dance halls. I really don't understand."

"Ding - connection completed, Executor No. 8 has been called successfully."

"Anything? I'm busy here, call me." Executor No. 8 said impatiently.

There seemed to be other noises beside him, which sounded like those made by humans, the kind of screams of fear that one would hear in an extremely terrifying situation, such as encountering a murderer.

"The location of the outsider has been found. It is now in the central area of the city."

"Oh." Number 8 replied casually.

Help--!!!

As the cry for help came to an end, the noisy sound also disappeared, leaving only endless silence.

"Send me the location and I'll figure it out."

The black-robed Executor No. 4 seemed to have gotten used to the other party's tone, and continued without getting angry:

"It has been sent to you, probably a few seconds delay."

"Ding - Executor No. 8 has turned off the call function."

"Executor No. 8..." The scalpel in No. 4's hand stopped in front of a species being dissected on the experimental table, and said in a somewhat 'sarcastic' tone:

"I really want to dissect the biological cells in the executor's body and see what they look like... What a pity, the boss doesn't allow me to do this, otherwise I would really like to try it."

……

On the streets of District 4.

Chen Chen has been walking around for a long time, but still hasn't figured out which country this is.

If judging from the language, he had just heard Chinese, English, Arabic, and even German in the same restaurant, so he had no way of judging.

As for why he knows so many languages?

This makes us have to praise the greatness of the God of Magic!

A [Language Mastery Magic] is enough to allow a person to master the language of any country in the world within seconds.

As for food and beverage...there are all kinds of dishes, even French bread, so how do you judge?

On the contrary, this place is like a hodgepodge of many countries, and people from all countries seem to have gathered here.

"This is, a building?"

Chen Chen stopped and looked up at the rooftop. It looked to be about ten stories high, towering into the clouds.

Just next to this Chinese-style building is a Gothic cathedral.

"Child, are you here to pray?"

An old man in a red robe and a golden crown hat, with a gray beard on his face, looked very friendly, yet solemn and majestic. He spoke in a friendly voice.

"Yes."

Chen Chen gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Please allow me to introduce myself first." The old man stroked his gray beard and spoke slowly:

"You can call me Arisaiah, kid. Do you see this church?"

Chen Chen nodded.

"This church has a great history. Its full name is Saint Des Cathedral. It is said that it was built by the God of Heaven. Now, I am the owner of this church, that is, the Pope of this church."

"God?"

"Yes." The old man's eyes flashed with hope, as if he had recalled something. "God really exists, and he has been blessing us all the time."

While speaking, the old man clasped his hands together with piety and respect.