DC: Reborn Zod, I Will Make Krypton Great Again! Chapter 129 129 New Mission, Three-legged Stand

In this world, the struggle between Heaven and Hell is an eternal the, with God occupying the absolute core of Power Of Faith.

Therefore, even though there are many beliefs from other sects in this world, no orthodox gods have been born; instead, they have even been branded as evil gods.

Zod's appearance gave an outlet to the beliefs of those who worshipped the Sun God.

Thus, an endless stream of Power Of Faith converged on him from all directions.

It was at this mont that the System in Zod's mind transmitted an exciting notification sound:

"Ding! Host has achieved the Sun God position, triggering the task — Three-Way Stand-off! Please, Host, establish a third transcendent force in the na of the Sun God, standing in a three-way confrontation with Heaven and Hell. Success will grant you 3 Wheel Draws!"

This was not an optional task, but it ca with the reward of three Wheel Draws.

"Three draw opportunities! If this task is completed, then it's another big step towards System upgrade."

"For my draw opportunities, what does it matter if I face Heaven and Hell directly!"

At this mont, Zod's heart was filled with determination; no one could stop him from completing the task and upgrading the System.

"Since that's the case, then Mammon's descent into the human world needs to be reconsidered. Perhaps this event can beco an excellent opportunity for the Krypton God Race to make their debut."

In the original storyline of this world, Gabriel and Mammon's conspiracy was ultimately thwarted by Constantine, who sacrificed himself to summon Satan!

But now, Zod wanted to use this event to introduce a new savior to this world.

However, for this plan to proceed smoothly, the birth ritual of the demon Mammon must not be disrupted.

Therefore, the policewoman Angela, chosen by Mammon as the vessel for his birth, would have to beco a necessary sacrifice.

She had already made contact with Constantine, and given the style of this Hell Detective, he would undoubtedly try to save her, even if it ant sacrificing his own life.

"So, the core of this matter still lies with Constantine."

However, for Zod, dealing with Constantine was not a difficult task.

After all, if Zod wished, he could send the other party to a completely unfamiliar world at any ti.

"Then, it's ti to et the most central figure in this event!"

After roughly formulating a plan in his mind, Zod returned to Earth from the Sun.

As his Divine Sense swept across, he instantly discovered an abnormal figure along the border between the United States and xico.

"Found you!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zod's figure flashed and he vanished from his original spot.

At this mont, on the border, a tattered, xican-faced man was rapidly running towards the other side of the border line with a dazed expression.

In his hand, he tightly clutched a spearhead, which was the spear that had been stained with the blood of the Son of God.

Arriving outside the border wall, he bent his knees and leaped, instantly scaling the five or six-ter high wall.

The mont he crossed the border, the aura around him imdiately changed; cattle and sheep along his path fell to the ground, unable to rise.

"There is indeed sothing miraculous about it. It seems that in this world, a Sacred Artifact stained with the blood of God has so Dao to it."

Legend has it that all life within one hundred and twenty feet of the person holding this spear will submit.

And the owner can even Dominator the fate of the world, but those who lose it will die instantly.

In this world, its previous owner was nad Adolf Hitler.

At this mont, the xican man seed to sense sothing, imdiately stopped, and abruptly raised his lowered head.

The next mont, Zod's figure silently descended in front of the man.

In an instant, a crimson flash appeared in his eyes, and then, without any hesitation, he directly raised the Spear of Longinus in his hand and thrust it towards Zod.

Zod could clearly feel that this spearhead was actually able to tear through the space in front of him.

Even his own bio-force field was pierced by it, which greatly increased Zod's interest in this weapon.

"Although it's a good item, it's a pity that the one using it is a bit lacking."

Zod evaluated it in his mind, then casually extended two fingers to pinch the spear tip, no matter how hard the man tried, he couldn't thrust it forward another inch.

He tried to pull it back, but it remained motionless.

"Who are you?"

At this mont, a low growl escaped the man's mouth.

But Zod did not answer him, he rely exerted a gentle force, preparing to pull the spearhead from the man's hand, but it seed to be welded to his hand.

"No, you can't take it!"

Seeing Zod's actions, the consciousness of Mammon, possessing the xican man, imdiately cried out anxiously.

At this mont, he already understood that Zod was not an ordinary person, and without his true body, he was utterly unable to resist.

"Roar!"

At this ti, Mammon let out a roar, and simultaneously, a powerful Impact Force surged towards Zod.

But this level of force was as gentle as a breeze across Zod's face.

"Crack!"

The man's arm, holding the spearhead, was directly torn off by Zod, but his face showed no sign of pain.

Not even a drop of blood flowed from his wound.

The mont Mammon's consciousness possessed him, the man's Soul had already fallen into Hell, and his body was nothing more than an empty shell.

And the mont the arm detached from the body, the hand that had been tightly gripping the spearhead instantly loosened, and the man's body turned into flying ash and dissipated.

Zod held the spearhead in his hand, toying with it, then used his Divine Sense to investigate.

In an instant, he seed to Transmigration thousands of years, appearing at the scene of Jesus's crucifixion.

At this mont, Jesus, nailed to the cross, seed to see Zod, and despite his bloodless face, he managed to force a smile.

Zod understood that none of this was entirely illusory, because there was a powerful divine power within the person before him.

If he wished, with just a thought, all these people before him would turn into flying ash.

And at this mont, it was as if a voice was constantly tempting Zod in his ear, urging him to abandon everything and return to the embrace of the Lord.

"Hmph! I don't believe in the Lord, I only believe in myself. Suffering for the world's people is just a joke!"

As a brilliant golden fla rose from Zod's body, everything before him was incinerated into nothingness by the terrifying Sun True Fire.

Instantly, Zod fully regained his senses.

"It is indeed a good collectible."

Due to the special rules of this world, this spearhead, stained with the blood of God, indeed possessed a peculiar power.

Under the rules of this world, it could pierce anything, and once pierced by it, the wound would not heal; if the heart was pierced, death was certain.

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