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Chapter 809 Truth
Both of them have fallen into the abyss, which is bottomless. They don't even know whether this space wrapped by countless dimensions is still in the arena.
Others are still engaging in the so-called "game" leisurely.
But the battle between Allah and the Great Sage has now reached a fever pitch.
Just because... Allah offered the Islamic Covenant, which is his most powerful killer move.
Unknown divine territory.
Apart from God Jehovah, there is no other saint here.
Only he knew the horror of the Holy Covenant of Islam, because in addition to the Islan pantheon, his Gidu pantheon also had the Holy Covenant, which was the strongest foundation.
"My friend, my good brother, are you going to take this step so soon?"
Jehovah shook his head helplessly.
Many saints in the West relied on their local pantheon to achieve sainthood.
Only he and Anla do not have the so-called local pantheon.
This is the purpose of founding a religion and spreading faith to the gods in the heavens.
It can be said that the faith of Christianity is rooted in all major Western pantheons, and all have the shadow of God Jehovah.
Even the Eastern pantheon is infiltrated by their beliefs.
This is what is truly terrifying about Jehovah, and no one can question it.
But at this point, Anla is obviously much weaker than him.
Also, the reason why the doctrine can be spread and praised by the world is that it is definitely unique and it is the truth. Even if Orientals read and understand it, it is acceptable.
Unfortunately, not everything that is right will be accepted in this world.
Another important point -
It's the stance.
Position is above all else.
It’s not about right or wrong.
Were those Western saints who died in the battle wrong? They were not wrong.
If I have to say I was wrong, then it was on the "balance of position". I was just not strong enough and my skills were not as good as others.
He doesn't care whether other people live or die, but Jehovah only cares about Allah's situation and suddenly launches a big deduction.
But he found that the final battle of the sacred arena was shrouded in haze.
Nothing can be seen.
"This monkey has the best destiny and has entered the holy realm. I am really worried..."
Jehovah was no longer so confident and regretted letting Allah choose him as his opponent.
But what is certain is that Anla should be the strongest among the five Western saints who are going to compete, even a little stronger than Hunaber, so...
"My worry is a bit disrespectful."
Jehovah calmed down and continued to move forward with his plan.
.........
Over there, the veil of the Islamic covenant is gradually being lifted.
The entire plane abyss is filled with the laws of order and lit up with the sacred light.
All material and non-material things that exist are reversed by the covenant into the hands of Allah.
Even the golden cudgel in the hands of the Monkey King began to become disobedient.
"What do you mean?" Monkey was stunned for a moment, then became alert.
This so-called covenant is probably the truth that Allah keeps saying.
The embodiment of truth.
"You guessed it right. Everything in the world cannot escape the bondage of truth. You are used to my teachings of truth verbally, and you feel that they are not painful or itchy. Then I will let you experience it for yourself. The real truth is not only teaching, but can also control you to do anything, including committing suicide to repent."
The Great Sage felt incredible while listening to An La's words.
If it's really that weird, then you would be invincible.
The karma of the journey to the West blesses oneself, and the Buddha’s light protects the body.
Monkey King started to act recklessly, bombarding Anla indiscriminately.
Faced with this ultimate killer move, Anla was neither hurried nor slow, just moving the corners of his mouth slightly: "Truth is me, I am truth."
"In my eyes, everything you release does not exist."
“It’s all in vain.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Anla didn't need to do anything, and the Buddha's light and karma really turned into nothing.
The Great Sage refused to believe in evil and wanted to start his journey to the West again.
But I found that this power was completely gone.
"So this is how truth is used?" Monkey King was confused for a moment.
It's really weird.
Since the magic power can be dissipated, I wonder if this brute force can be dissipated.
"Take a stick from my old grandson!"
The holy nature shines with endless golden light, and its power of evolution is extreme.
This was almost the strongest blow the Great Sage had ever swung in his life.
Anla shook her head and said with a smile: "You still don't know the true meaning of truth. In front of the truth, everything can exist or be false. I am the truth. So I have the final say in everything."
In just a moment, the golden cudgel turned into nothingness again.
Monkey brother didn't dare to act rashly.
I finally understood that Anla seldom took action normally, but when he did, it turned out to be a powerful move. It was likely that all the holy law and order he had cultivated throughout his life had been integrated into the truth.
Monkey's mind worked rapidly and he immediately came up with an idea.
Since truth is a collection of laws, then matters outside the laws, areas that Allah has not touched upon, do they not have the final say?
"You don't dare to move. Don't you think that if you don't move, you can get away with it?"
"Truth is not a passive skill, it can also be triggered actively."
Anla's palms flew and he wove a cage for the Great Sage.
"You are a collection of matter. If I want, I can break you down into the original elemental molecules." Anla continued to outline the truth. "Look, your hand is gone."
No matter how Monkey King resisted, that inexplicable force was unstoppable.
With just a few words, one of his hands was destroyed.
"Do you know why you don't feel any pain? Because I have erased your sense of pain. If you want to feel a little more pain, okay, I'll satisfy you." Monkey Brother said nothing, and Anla, in the name of truth, restored Monkey Brother's sense of pain, and he instantly felt so painful that his eyes were bloodshot.
"You thief god!" Monkey King cursed loudly, it was so twisted.
How can we fight this! Is the truth really unsolvable in his hands?
Just wait a little longer. As long as you are within that realm, there is no way you can lose.
Su Ming's heart outside the field had sunk to the bottom. Even though An La only held the truth in his hands, these truths needed a huge power of faith to support them. As long as there was enough faith, the truth would become flawless.
Any random thought can wipe out Monkey King in an instant.
Instead of starting from the palm and doing it step by step like we do now.
Su Ming prayed in his heart: Brother Monkey, you must hold on. Although the truth has no solution, it has a time limit.
The moment the truth dries up, that is your only chance to fight back.
It’s a pity that the sacred arena blocks all spiritual consciousness, and Su Ming’s thoughts cannot be transmitted. All Monkey Brother can do is passively take the beating and fall further into the unknown.
Once his will is crushed, there will be no chance for Monkey King.
Fortunately, the Monkey King is a human being, so he can have his worst moments.
But I've never been afraid!
"Just a hand." Monkey lost a complete arm.
He tried his best to block out his six senses, which could help him resist the invasion of "truth" to a certain extent.
Soon, the Monkey King's other hand was also wiped off, and then his feet.
Calf, thigh...