Where could Dor let them destroy it, pointing at most of the others and shouting, "Did you see their expressions?"

"If you dare to resist, they will die, and die because of you!"

As he said that, a ray of light suddenly flashed on the flying saucer in the sky seven or eight meters.

Then hundreds of people's bodies seemed to be squeezed by something, and screams came out one after another.

But this felt that it was coming and going quickly, and they recovered in a short while.

However, the flying saucer with light shining above his head was still reminding people that what these little gray people said was true, and they did have the ability to kill them in an instant!

If the Holy Son really resisted, they would really die!

In an instant, fear appeared on everyone's face, and crying continued to sound.

"Did you see their expressions?" Doer smiled.

In the eyes of billions of viewers, the Son Messiah looked around the people around him.

Pope St. Joseph's heart skipped a beat and felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second, Kiru, among the five little gray men, couldn't help it, and suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and then the Holy Son was blown away.

Bang!

He fell heavily to the ground and curled up.

"Son of the Holy Son!"

"Lord!"

The five little gray men's eyes lit up and they all laughed out loud.

"Hahaha……"

Kiru started playing with it as if he had obtained some toy.

Under the gaze of countless people, the white figure once again hit the ground, accompanied by a violent cough.

“Aren’t you the Son of God?”

"Where is your power?"

"Hahaha……"

Kiru laughed sarcastically, his heart full of pride.

The four little gray men next to him were very excited to see.

Bang!

The Messiah smashed against the wall and rolled a few times after falling. His snowy clothes and white hair became dirty at this moment and was no longer pure.

However, at this time, no one cared. Everyone looked at it with tears in their eyes, and some even covered their faces and couldn't bear to look.

Seeing the Holy Son suffering, no matter whether he was a believer or not, he felt very uncomfortable.

Pope St. Joseph rubbed his tears in his eyes. After watching the Holy Son barely hold up, but was thrown away again, he could no longer help it and shouted to the five little gray men in grief, "Stop!"

He turned his head and said anxiously, "Son, don't worry about us!"

The five little gray men listened to the Pope with great fun.

However, they were also afraid that the Holy Son would really fight back, and they still haven't figured out the strange power.

So even though Kiru had been attacking, he did not dare to launch a fatal attack, because he was not sure whether the holy son would really surrender at that time.

Under the instinct of life, how could someone not fight back?

Anyway, they don't believe it.

If you want the life of this Holy Son, you must use other methods.

Thinking of something, Doer thought of it again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He held down Kiru's gesture of attacking again, and smiled at the billions of viewers in front of the screen, "Let's play a game!"

As he said that, the picture in the audience's eyes changed and was switched back to the dark space again.

The yellow meteorite is still in the picture, it is flying at an extremely fast speed.

People were just surprised that the scene that appeared then changed everyone's faces.

I saw that the figure of the earth actually appeared in the distance!

As they changed their faces wildly, laughter came from their ears.

"Look, I can't take much, meteorites should come to your world, and your world will usher in the end!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's bodies trembled even more.

But at this time, the appearance of a sentence made them feel refreshed.

"But we are not unable to keep you alive."

The screen was switched back, and Dore said, "I can give you a choice."

"What do you want to do!" Pope St. Joseph said angrily.

For some reason, he had an ominous premonition, as if something he didn't want to see was happening, and this feeling was very familiar.

He felt very uneasy and subconsciously looked at the Holy Son.

People didn't notice anything and looked at Dole expectantly.

Dordau, "This game is, you can choose one of your Son and your world!"

The audience was stunned.

"What do you mean?" Pope St. Joseph's face changed. When he thought of something, his anxiety became even heavier.

Sure enough, the next second.

"It means..." Doer smiled and said vicious words, "If your Son is willing to sacrifice for you and abandon his own life, then your world can be saved!"

"How is this game interesting?"

He cheered his mouth happily.

"Interesting!" The four little gray men next to them lit up their eyes.

The people calmed down and looked at the little gray man in disbelief.

Kiru laughed, "Haha...did you choose your life or your Son's life?"

"Or, your Son is unwilling to sacrifice for you?"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the white-clothed Holy Son, who was dyed black.

Doer continued, "The meteorite is controlled by our companions, so you'd better not be lucky."

He smiled, "I can give you time to think, but there is not much time left!"

"look!"

As the picture changes, the meteorite is getting closer and closer to the earth.

Seeing this scene, people became panicked.

Pope St. Joseph's eyes were so angry that he subconsciously looked at the Son.

The breeze blew, and the snow-white hair was raised.

The Holy Son looked at people with a peaceful face, as if he didn't care, and seemed to have expected it.

Could it be...

Pope St. Joseph's eyes turned red.

No, it will definitely not happen!

How can they...

Before he could finish his thoughts, among the more than 20 soldiers, a phone call suddenly rang out on Captain Simon, the leader.

After answering the answer in panic, he suddenly became panic and trotted over tremblingly.

At the same time, the Pope's cell phone also rang.

Not long after, two old voices came out, with prayers in their voices.

"Son, please save us!"

"Missiah, please mercy!"

In the words, it seems that the Holy Son wants to use his great power to save the world, but it seems that he wants the Holy Son to sacrifice himself.

Pope St. Joseph's face turned pale. He heard who the master of these two voices was, the senior management of the two great powers!

"You will go to hell!" he said sadly and angrily.

The two old men remained silent when they heard this, feeling guilty, but there was nothing they could do.

Even if it is just a glimmer of hope, they dare not ignore it, whether for themselves or for the people.

The two old men's voices had not been heard for long, and they were replaced by another person.

In just a short while, many people called over...
Chapter completed!