Lin Han was wearing a loose green robe, and he was standing in front of the mirror and posing back and forth, sometimes contemplating and thinking, revealing a deep groan.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly, took off the one on his body, and replaced it with a new one.

The newly changed robe is dark purple, with different styles, and some mysterious and inexplicable lines, which looks a little similar to the magicians in fantasy film and television dramas.

To be precise, it should be more like a costume that the image of God often has in works of art, but with some elements of Hanfu.

All in all, Lin Han's appearance looks magical and divine.

Looking at himself in the mirror who was full of magical realism, Lin Han couldn't help but nod slowly, revealing a little satisfaction.

Naturally, he came up with this outfit to go to Tamil Nadu next to deal with the Indian "master" Digsit.

After all, a religious head on the other side, it will definitely not work to go up and talk to him about science, and the ability of intermediate life authority cannot be explained clearly by science, at least not for the time being.

In this case, it is better to directly come to a means such as "the arrival of the gods", so that the other party and even the entire Pantheon will bow to him, and then reshape the Pantheon and even transform Tamil Nadu.

In fact, think about it, Lin Han can now go to the sky and the earth, and he can also call the wind and rain, and he can also affect all life forms on the earth...... Coupled with its own abundant knowledge reserves, although it is not omniscient and omnipotent, it is also very close to the existence of the so-called God.

In a developed modern civilization, especially in a natural godless country like China, it is not easy for gods to cheat, but in a backward place like India with a strong religious atmosphere, the situation is very different.

Look at Digsit, while making believers abstain from the palace, while his own female sex is constantly having new tricks every day, if it weren't for the sudden arrival of a terminal illness, life would not be too nourishing.

Besides, Lin Han is not a god stick. Although he is not yet a god, it is still easy to create a few real "miracles".

Wearing a purple robe, he immediately took a golden helmet with mysterious shapes and patterns from the side, as well as an equally golden mask, and flipped it twice, both of which were quite heavy.

The helmet and mask he held in his hand were all made of pure gold, not only with exquisite shapes, but also with miniature voice changers and miniature amplifiers inside.

After putting on this helmet and mask, before speaking, the voice will become as thick, magnificent, long-reaching, and mighty as Huang Zhongdalu......

At the same time, the facial features of the mask are closed, but there are pinhole cameras in hidden positions on both sides, which can be imaged on the inside to achieve indirect vision.

Voice changers, amplifiers, and cameras are all top-notch products produced by Vientiane Third Laboratory, which are small in size and strong in function, and the cost is certainly not cheap.

The robe worn by Lin Han is also unusual, the material is aerospace-grade special synthetic fiber, with a number of black technology, strong and dirt-resistant, high elasticity, low wear and high temperature resistance, and the texture is also silky and silky.

This outfit must be at least more than a million.

After the robes, helmets, masks, plus some fragmentary belts, boots, necklaces, etc., were all put on, Lin Han looked at the mirror and couldn't help but be stunned.

Why is this image a little familiar?

He looked at himself in the mirror as if he could clear the game boss as long as he defeated him, and thought to himself for a while, thinking back to where he had seen this image.

Wait a minute...... Isn't this the Pope form of Sachar in "Saint Seiya"!

Childhood memories flooded up, and Lin Han immediately remembered the best spokesperson for this dress.

Not to mention, his current appearance is really a bit similar to Zachar's pope form, especially the golden helmet and mask, which are exactly the same.

No wonder there is a feeling of clearing the big boss.

In any case, this outfit is still very imposing, coupled with miracles and other means, if you don't believe in governance, you won't be convinced by an Indian master.

If this can't make the other party "convert", then simply eliminate the harm for the people, directly send down the "divine punishment" to destroy it, and then select a new leader from the Pantheon.

All in all, Lin Han has already decided to meddle in India.

In particular, Tamil Nadu is located at the southernmost tip of the South Asian subcontinent, bordering Sri Lanka and the Bay of Bengal in the east.

Lin Han was thinking about it, but his mobile phone suddenly rang. When he picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise: "It's him......"

……

India.

Tamil Nadu, somewhere in Nagapatinan district.

The Pantheon Guru Ram Rasham Digesit Swaminathan, with his upper body bare, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed as if he were asleep.

There is no doubt that he is a Tamil as the name suggests, and in fact he is.

Unlike most ethnic groups, Tamils do not have surnames, and their basic naming rules are composed of three parts: place name, patronymic, and real name, of which there can be two real names, one is a common real name, and the other is similar to a Christian name.

Like the name Ram Rassum Digosit Swaminathan, Ram refers to the name of the village where his family originated, Lasem is his father's name, Digosit is his Christian name, and Swaminathan is his real name.

Having suffered from AIDS and liver cancer at the same time, Digsit looked skinny, and his exposed upper body was covered with rashes and rotting wounds.

He had long stray hair and a big beard, and his haggard appearance was too old to tell his exact age, probably middle-aged.

Digersit sat cross-legged, squirming his lips a few times from time to time, a look of struggle on his face.

In his mouth, there are dozens of mouth sores, almost like an ulcer, even just drinking saliva means almost unbearable pain.

In fact, every inch of his body was tormented by great pain all the time.

"Ahh

Without warning, Dighsit suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, screamed hoarsely, and fell to the ground like crazy, pounding the ground hard.

"Ah...... cough cough cough cough ...... Soon, his wails turned into violent coughing and wheezing, followed by raging vomiting.

"Vomit ......"

Mixed with the slightest trace of blood, the foul filth poured out of his mouth and nose, and Digsit began to cough violently again, falling to the ground and trembling, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Digsit looked at the vomit in front of him, his eyes filled with panic and fear, and despair, and he muttered, "God...... Have you really given up on me? ”

His eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly shouted, "Venkara!"

As soon as the words fell, a young Indian man wrapped in a turban came in from outside the door, and he ran in a hurry and knelt down: "My great soul master, do you have any orders?"