Become a God Starting from Getting the Black Gloves

Countless twisted shadows squirm in the shadows of the world, ready to go. "Chaos disaster is brewing, and the glory of our Lord will reshape the world!" Preachers spread the gospel at the edges of a crumbling world. "I will shape your dam!" Hands emitting colored light clasp the preacher's face and throw the dirty rats into the "power plant" to use them as clean energy. Jiang Huan raised his right hand, with his palm facing the sky and his fingers spread out. The shadow of the golden tree appeared behind, and lines of various colors formed a dragnet to instantly complete the encirclement. The demons were silent. Jiang Huan, who had perfected his magic skills, moved his wrists and looked at the demons in the sky with a ferocious smile. "You've already come, what if you don't leave something behind?" Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huan turned into an afterimage and disappeared. Jiang Huan forcibly invited the demons to have a passionate group fight. The echoes of the new world are becoming clearer.