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Not long after, seven or eight tall and heavy believers carried a tall statue from the outside into the makeshift church.

Compared with the statues that Artis had seen before, this statue looked a little strange. It was covered with a cloak and its appearance could not be seen clearly.

However, he did not dare to look more. Even if he was not a believer, he knew that looking directly at the gods was an extremely impolite behavior.

The idol was placed directly above the church and made a loud noise.

With this loud sound.

The environment of the entire church seemed to be different. He couldn't tell what was different.

"I, what do I need to do now?" Artis asked the woman on the side, looking a little at a loss. Suddenly he felt that he was out of place here, like a dirty existence.

He didn't know why he had such thoughts, but the thoughts became stronger and stronger in his mind, and he felt that he was not worthy of this place and would pollute it.

Ari, a female cultist, took the uniform from the person next to her, handed it to him, and then said: "Go and put on this clothes next to me, and then come with me."

It is very simple to become a believer of the All Living Beings Cult. You only need to make your own vows under the statue of the god.

This process is called baptism.

Almost everyone can become a believer, but there is a difference. If you are loyal enough to the Lord from the beginning, you will be a formal believer, otherwise you will be a registered believer until you are loyal enough to the Lord.

Artis came to the side of the church, a small room dedicated to changing clothes. There were many people in it who were locals of Dulan like him. Everyone lived nearby, so even if they didn't know each other, they were still more or less the same. Have met.

"Artis, I didn't expect you to come too. Your symptoms are so severe, I'm afraid they can't cure you."

As soon as he walked in, he saw a man wearing a black ear hat and said playfully to him.

Of course, Artis also recognized the person in front of him. There was quite a bit of conflict between the two parties, so he said coldly: "What does it have to do with you? If you can come, I can't?"

The man wearing a black ear hat stepped forward, looked at the others and said, "Your symptoms of plague are too severe. I'm afraid you will infect us."

Artis knew that the other party was looking for trouble, so he just sat aside silently. He was too weak now to bother to refute the other party. If it had been before, he would have punched the man's nose and crooked it.

The man wearing a black ear hat was not ready to give up. He stepped forward and was about to say something else.

"What are you doing? Don't grind in there, change your clothes and come out!"

A lifetime of scolding came from the door

Yin Fa stood at the door and looked at these people calmly, obviously knowing what happened just now, and added:

"Fighting between believers is not allowed."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The people in the room suddenly became quiet. The man wearing the ear hat changed his expression slightly and said nothing more, knowing that this was a warning to him.

"These clothes are so clean, as if a layer of snowflakes have been sprinkled on them." A man with dark skin and wearing work clothes couldn't help but sigh.

The clothes given to them by the church are exquisite and clean. For many low-level civilians in Du Lan, they may have never worn such clothes in their lives.

After they got dressed and walked out, they were led together under the statue of the god.

"Just follow the mentor and swear an oath later. Don't talk nonsense, and more importantly, open your heart to the Lord!"

The believer who guided them turned around and said.

The others just looked at each other, feeling a little strange that they were allowed to become believers first instead of curing them of the plague first.

Are you lying to them?

But this is also unreasonable.

Because of the epidemic, people with severe symptoms cannot do much if they are infected with the plague. They are a group of useless people, and no one is willing to take them in.

"I am willing to join the All Living Beings Religion, follow the glory of the Lord, follow reasonable rules, and maintain the balance between myself and others..."

"Life and death are not the end, but a cyclical process. Following the light of the Lord can lead to a better rebirth..."

"I promise to practice the teachings of the All Living Beings Religion, live a loyal life, and constantly pursue spiritual sublimation..."

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A Short Baptismal Vow Some people are born believers and some are dull.

As Artis recited the baptismal oath along with his mentor, he felt a subtle change in the surrounding environment, as if he saw a ray of light that completely illuminated it.

The wonderful feeling is beyond words.

He seems to understand the meaning of the existence of believers, or what believers in the church are pursuing.

After completing the baptismal oath, the instructor in gray and white religious uniforms looked at them and said: "You have completed the baptism of joining the religion and are now considered a part of the All Living Beings Cult. Please rest for a while and we will join you later." first prayer."

But this was obviously not the purpose of these people coming here. The man wearing a black ear hat raised his hand and asked: "Teacher, we are here to treat the plague. What should we do with the plague on our bodies?"

The mentor looked at him and smiled: "He has been cured. When you are baptized, the Lord will not let his believers suffer from illness."

As soon as these words came out, these people were in an uproar and showed surprise. They never thought that the plague would be cured in this way. It was not with drugs or other physical means, but just to complete a declaration under the statue of the god.

This sounds ridiculous.

At this moment, Artis suddenly realized that his body seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, and there were bursts of pain in his left hand.

But this was a surprise to him, because his left hand had completely lost feeling before, he couldn't feel anything, and it was difficult to move it.

He may actually be cured of his plague.

An idea flashed in Artis's mind.

This is entirely the power of the gods.

He firmly believes that there is such a great god behind the religion of all living beings, who is willing to cure the diseases in the world.

Some people didn't believe it at first, but then they found various signs that the plague on them might actually be cured.

Then, someone came to apply a black ointment to the wounds on their bodies, saying it could relieve pain, accelerate wound healing, and avoid infection to a large extent.

They were waiting in the church, and more and more people came here, all of whom were suffering from the plague, and the symptoms were not mild.

Artis knew many of them.

"Brother, it turns out you are here. I also said I would call you over later." A young man in a white shirt walked in from outside the church under the guidance of a believer and greeted Addis when he saw him.

The young man's name was Tarian. Both of them had worked in the factory at the port, and Artis was an old employee. However, after the plague spread, the factory was closed.

Tarrian winked at him, meaning to ask if this church was a lie.

Artis smiled and nodded to him: "Don't worry, go in. I think this church is pretty good."

The prayer process is not long, but it is very particular. Some people are classified as formal believers, and the rest are registered.

"You are now an official believer." A blond female believer said to him:

"Is there anything you're good at?"

Artis thought for a moment, but seemed to have no thought at all, and blurted out: "I am good at fighting, and I used to be a member of a gang."

After saying this, he himself was stunned. It seemed that this kind of thing should not be said, but he blurted it out.

The blond female cultist was not surprised at all: "In that case, you will be assigned to the law enforcement team, which can be considered to be a good use of your skills."

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Artis was also classified as a formal believer. He didn't know why he was a formal believer. He was just told that he would have to pray again tomorrow morning, and then he walked along the street towards home in a daze.

Near sunset, the sky is dark and there are flocks of seagulls flying.

"Brother, you are actually a formal believer." Tarian said with a surprised look on his face, "I think there are not many people who have become official believers. Do you have any acquaintances in the church?"

Artis shook his head and felt a little confused: "Not really."

Tarian obviously didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "Brother, please don't lie to me. Which one of us is following the other? I think there is something in this church, and I also want to become a formal believer. You can also tell me tomorrow." "

He was shocked just by the methods used by the All Living Beings Sect to cure the plague, and he knew that the All Living Beings Sect was definitely not an ordinary church.

Gods and magic are inherently far away from ordinary people in this world. The only epigenetic religion recognized by the empire has a small number of followers and is rarely seen in front of people. Those who master magic are regarded as heretics by the empire, and ordinary people cannot do it at all. Out of reach.

Artis took a deep breath and felt his mind was a little confused, and said, "I heard from my mentor that if you want to become a formal believer, you have to open your heart to the Lord."

"I think Du Lan is going to change his mind. The Sect of All Living Beings has a way to cure the plague. I'm afraid it will be more difficult to become a formal believer in the future."

"But I really don't know anyone in this church. I won't lie to you. I really treat you as a brother."

Tarien nodded and no longer doubted: "In that case..."

He seemed to have thought of something and stared at Addis with a surprised expression.