Harry Potter: Super Magic God

The pitch-black gem-like sky shone with the brilliance of diamonds.

The deep dark sky echoes the dark sky in the bronze cauldron, pulling out the stars, appearing one after another in the dark sky in the cauldron.

After the dark sky inside the cauldron was full of stars, George waved his wand again and read aloud.

"The source of life and death is rooted in the power of the phoenix's reincarnation of life and death. The reincarnation of life and death is neither bright nor dark!"

He raised his hand and summoned, the black gem-like sky in Zhou Wangding's cauldron floated up from the cauldron and turned into a curtain of twinkling stars, wrapping the red and black sphere inside.

At this time, the red and black ball was covered with a curtain of twinkling stars, and the whole turned into the appearance of a planet, and the brilliance flowed. On the dark curtain, the stars are connected, reflecting each other, setting off the stars in the sky.

With the occlusion of the star screen, the ball became quiet again, and the mountain completely recovered its tranquility.

George turned around and looked at Anna, who had been looking at him worriedly.

He smiled apologetically, "Sorry for worrying you again."

George blinked at Anna, "I have to rest first, maybe it won't be long, maybe it will take a few days, just please wait for me here."

Anna came up and stood quietly in front of George with a warm smile, "Go ahead, I'll be waiting for you here."

"I'll be waiting for you, no matter how long." She nodded and said affirmatively.

"I think I need a little luck." George smiled, took a step forward, and hugged Anna tightly.

He took a deep breath, let go of Anna, took a step back, and said gently with a gentle smile, "It's alright now, you will bless me."

"Of course, I will bless you." Anna said with a smile.

"Then, see you later!"

"See you later!"

George winked at Anna, waved his hand, and returned to the ball wrapped in the starry sky again.

He whispered, "Hopefully it won't take long."

After speaking, he turned into a black shadow, penetrated into the sphere wrapped by the dark sky, and merged into the planet-like sphere.

....

At this time, it was a sleepless night at the foot of Mount Kailash.

After the chirping of the divine bird resounding through the heavens and the earth, everyone was sure that there were gods on the mountain.

That chirping that resounded through the heavens and the earth was not a sound that any creature in the world could make. Only gods, only divine birds, can make such a sound and possess such magic power.

After confirming that there are gods on the mountain, people's fears have not been eliminated.

The fact that there are gods on the mountain where the ancestors have lived for generations is so shocking that everyone can't return to their senses.

There are gods around me, which is not a good thing to look forward to, as some simple people think.

When the high-ranking human beings suddenly discovered that there was an incomprehensible deity on the top of their head. At this moment, the human heart is broken. At this moment, people only understand their true thoughts.

When there are no gods on weekdays, they can pray to the gods with peace of mind, and exchange spiritual comfort by praying to the gods.

It is an exchange of equal value after all, whether they are good people or criminals. In the presence of prayer, all can pray and repent at no cost. Although they may not be blessed by the gods, they do gain spiritual comfort.

But when the gods really exist, people's psychology has various thoughts.

They start to worry, they start to fear what the gods will think.

They worry, they fear, their hidden thoughts. The unbearable thoughts in their hearts, the gray past of their lives, and whether all these kinds of things can really be forgiven by the gods.

Such thoughts make them uneasy and frighten them. The gods used to pray and the real gods,

are quite different.

A god used to pray, without the ability to punish. Whether a good man or a criminal, face the gods who pray. They only need to recite a few words of repentance and repentance, and they can relieve some of the burden on their hearts, as if they have gained understanding and tolerance.

After that, they went back to their old lives. Good people continue to be good people, and criminals continue to be criminals. And again and again, until the next time they come again to pray, and again to repent.

But the real gods are not like this. The real gods are different, and they are very different from the gods who pray.

Whether it is the Great Flood recorded in mythology, the Hell Fire, or the Heavenly Fire Burning the City, these are not means to forgive sins.

The gods have never existed to protect human beings. The gods are the creators who are higher than human beings, create human beings, and even create the entire world.

For the true gods, once the human beings are too degenerate, the gods do not mind destroying all human beings and re-creating the world.

For human beings, no human being can be said to be clean. Even newborn babies have the same original sin inherited from their parents.

Under such circumstances, there is no normal person who, after careful consideration, fantasizes and longs to see the real god. In the face of the real gods, human beings are like dust, like ants, and they will turn into dust in the near future.

In ancient times, there was a man named Ye Gong who loved dragons. He used dragon-shaped ornaments as his clothes, and dragon-shaped ornaments as his books. The carvings and inscriptions in the house were all in the shape of dragons. Later, when Tianlong heard about it, he went down to earth to see it. When Duke Ye saw it, he abandoned it and returned, losing his soul, and his face had five colors.

Ye Gong loves dragons, but after all, what he likes is fake dragons that are not harmful. Mortals admire God, and what they admire is the God of Faith, which is harmless after all.

Once the gods really exist, all human beings will only tremble and hide in fear. Human beings are afraid of being seen by the real gods, and they are afraid of being washed by their own sins.

Thinking of these, the fear brought by the gods far exceeds the expectations brought by the gods.

But not everyone is only afraid, there are hundreds of people. Some are afraid, some are looking forward to it, some are terrified, and some are desperate.

Tom's head was filled with joy.

The photos he took halfway up the mountain, plus the testimony of everyone, were enough to cause a stir.

His uncle had already taken the money and the photographer and was rushing over from the United States.

As long as things go well, tomorrow, he can face the photographer and talk freely. Eventually hit the headlines of the world news. With the photos in his hand and his desperate eloquence, this time he was sure of making a fortune.

As for his worries about the gods, he didn't think so much.