The Earth Conquers All Worlds

He is not the god of blood, and it is impossible to talk about blasphemy. "

Zhao Shi, whose body was blurred, was incomparably calm, and his words were like a clear spring in summer, slowly spreading to the ears of billions of sentient beings.

It seems to be a natural privilege, not to be disturbed by any loud voices, other weird means.

After a moment of silence, more and more intense resentment rose.

"Blasphemy! Death penalty!"

"Heretics! Heretics!"

"It's not ours, it must be eliminated!"

They are angry, they resent, they think.

The gods are majestic, and those who are above them are ants on the ground, and any bad thoughts about the gods in their hearts are sins.

To doubt the gods is already the highest sin!

Stocks of resentment gathered into waves, the world operated according to the rules of the cornerstone, and the speed at which Zhao Shi's body became transparent suddenly accelerated, half of his body had disappeared, and his sense of existence became weaker and weaker.

This is a killing that transcends cause and effect and involves the original level of the soul!

The holy light around the blurred figure on the throne is thicker, the majesty is stronger, and it is high above the sky. According to the nine stars, it is eternal and immortal, and it will not disappear until the world is destroyed.

As Zhao Shi disappeared bit by bit, his throne became higher and higher, farther and farther away from mortals, and more majestic, his body gradually turned into a unique phenomenon, and mortals could no longer look directly at his real body .

This blur suddenly paused, a force forcefully pulled him back a little bit, wanting to be clear, and looked at him carefully without letting go of any eyelashes.

See if He is what you think, love, and respect in your heart.

In the vast sea of ​​blood composed of billions of cornerstones, dots of blood light up. They are male and female, old and young, and most of them wear priestly robes of the Church of Blood.

Short gown, made of linen, can roll up the trouser legs at any time, go to work in the field, work in the factory, the kind of priestly robe that can take up a sword and go to the battlefield.

It's not gorgeous at all, it's not majestic at all, and it's the same style as the gods they serve in the middle of the country and on the battlefield.

And majestic on the high throne,

The lofty deity has a completely different simple style.

These constantly appearing dots are roughly divided into two groups, one group has only more than a hundred thousand people, and the other group has millions of people.

The group of more than 100,000 people does not have the most radiant light and the most devout people, but their average quality is terribly high.

In this ocean of blood faith composed of billions of cornerstones, it often takes hundreds of thousands of people to find a person as bright as them.

The pile of continuously appearing light spots of millions of people is in a completely different state. There are all kinds of grades, and they are distributed in a pyramid shape. The people at the bottom are relatively the dimmest, and the brightest people are more than one hundred thousand All people should be bright.

These bloody dots that keep appearing only have more than three million people, which is insignificant compared to the billions of world cornerstones, whether it is the number or the overall power of faith.

Before that, they also had doubts in their hearts, but all their voices were suppressed by their companions dozens of times more than themselves, as well as the majestic gods in the sky.

They are restricted by the old tricks that the gods on the throne have learned from other old gods. Their own voice cannot be transmitted to the outside world, and they also look for similar people who think the same as themselves, and gather everyone's strength together.

"pagan!"

"The blasphemer!"

The appearance of these people made the eyeballs of the screaming people turn blood red, and they were extremely angry.

Aren't you our brothers and sisters?

Why doubt the gods?

This is blasphemy, the greatest blasphemy!

"Burn them! Kill them!"

There are believers who firmly believe in the gods on the throne roaring, and strong negative emotions spread out, wanting to set off a wave of faith again and drown everything.

But this time, the vast majority of believers have become hesitant, and are no longer completely determined before.

In their hearts, they still think that the gods are superior and they are as humble as ants, which is not wrong.

But now they saw one of the three million bits and pieces standing up.

He is an uncle, and it was he who brought him into the Church of Blood, told him about the great God of Blood, taught him how to read and write, taught him martial arts, and taught him the principles of being a human being.

She is Father Graham, the priest of our village of Ayr, who led me to be baptized and gave me spiritual comfort.

She is the priest of West Street in Blair City. It is she who drives away the barbarians and rescues us from slavery, so that we can practice martial arts and teach ourselves the teachings of the blood god.

...

God is right, there is no doubt about it.

He (she), the priest is also right, also without doubt.

Who is wrong?

On Zhao Shi's side, the disappearing body stopped blurring, maintaining a half-human shape in a straight line from the center of the eyebrows to the crotch, opening and closing the mouth:

"Blood will cleanse the corrupted world, and blood will establish a new heaven on earth."

"Blood is a thick body and a sharp sword, used to kill the enemies that block the arrival of the new world."

"Blood is our own, never dependent on anyone, everything born from blood must serve us, not the other way around!"

Most of the billions of people are still ignorant and nothing has changed.

The light on the bodies of more than three million people has become brighter by several tenths, and they are getting closer to each other, and the order between the top and bottom of each other is more strict and orderly.

"absurd!"

The majestic deity on the tall throne finally had to give up maintaining the ethereal sense of remoteness, and went down in person: "God, omnipotent, all lambs should obey God, and all shepherd dogs should be unconditionally driven by God."

"When the great flood of the last days comes, only the Lamb of God and the faithful shepherd can board the ark."

The vast majority of people among the billions of world cornerstones showed a look of agreement, as it should have been, and they fully agreed with this statement.

"True Lamb of God! Take your sword, take your scythe, and kill, and plunder, and give these heretics real death."

"The lamb who kills the most heretics will receive God's highest reward and become God's chosen people."

Most people among the billions of cornerstones of the world were extremely excited. They looked at the millions of bloody spots, hesitated, and shook their heads.

God is right, and so is the priest.

The two absolute logics fell into a violent conflict, causing their spirits to crash, flashing and flashing, but there was no movement.

Thousands of absolutely loyal and unhesitating believers stood up and killed the three million people who had doubts about God and dared to disobey in a chaotic manner.

Tens of thousands of troops came like a tidal wave, rushing into the orderly formation, whose average strength was several times higher than theirs, and burst like a bubble, dying without causing any fluctuations, or even causing any casualties.

They have lost their voting rights in this curtain that determines the future of the world.

Rather than being absolutely loyal, it is better to say that he is too stupid and too short-sighted.

"Kill him, kill this abomination born in the body of the great blood god, and continue to wait for our future true god!"

With only half of the sky left, Zhao Shi lightly waved the crimson sword in his hand.

"False God!"

"Abominable!"

"kill!"

Three million troops in strict order drew up their golden and red long swords around their waists, and marched in uniform steps to kill the majestic deity high in the sky together.

They will kill him and crush his throne to purify the true faith.

The cornerstones of billions of worlds are still down. Occasionally, some wake up to join the three million army, and some wake up to resolutely defend the gods.

The latter will die immediately, insignificant, and will not affect the overall situation.

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