Of course, at this moment, his expression was not as sluggish and desperate as before. If he used the onion as an analogy, if he was a well-watered onion before, then he is now obviously an onion that has been irrigated and initially rejuvenated.

It was a real salvation. However, if he was extremely pious just now, now all of a sudden, there was an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

Although he had been firmly believing in the gods and praying for protection until this moment, after waiting for the revelation of the gods, his weak side inexplicably burst out. What if God was lying to him?

The whole process he had just experienced was something he had never experienced before, but how to say it, this world is not the earth, but has supernatural powers, which are called magic. Ordinary people may not know the details, and they may never have seen a real warlock in their lives, but everyone knows how mysterious and powerful the magic of a warlock is. It is also very possible to say that everything just now was manipulated behind the back of some warlock. Perhaps this is not a revelation from a god at all, but the result of a warlock playing with people's hearts. As for why the Warlock did this, maybe it was just to have some fun with nothing?

Suspicious of the dark ghost, he thought about it, but found that he was ecstatic just now, but now he was full of fear. For that warlock, it might have been a random guess, but for him, it was a yin and yang realm. If you pass, you will live, but you will die.

The other cars were gone, but he was the only one standing alone by his car, his expression gloomy and his inner struggle.

"What are you thinking?" Finally, the presiding officer, or the man who might call him a priest, came up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Is the revelation of the gods credible?" asked the languishing man, looking up like a drowning man who had just found a place to support.

"Fool," the priest smirked, "as if you had a second choice. If anyone knew anything more about the situation of many of the people present, it was undoubtedly the priest. "Do you know how much money you've already lost? Now, what can you do but believe in the revelation of the Supreme Lord?"

This sentence may be cruel and ruthless, but it directly shatters the last trace of weakness and retreat of the other party.

"I'll take your car back. The priest said with a big grin. By this time, all the other cars had left, and the two of them were left around the altar. Naturally, this request could not be refused, and the two of them got into the car together.

"By the way, why are businessmen like you here?" asked the languid man as he drove. In particular, this priest is not a soldier - in fact, he is just a local merchant, and God knows why he ended up in the base camp.

But there are some things that are hard to fake. For example, clothing, temperament, and so on. Even a fool can see that the priest has come to this temporary city that is theoretically unfriendly to outsiders as an outsider, but he is obviously a good mix, very good. It doesn't take a little bit of skill. It must be known that it is difficult for ordinary people to even find a house to live here.

The answer is simple, it is the revelation of the Supreme Lord. The priest laughed. "Not so long ago, I was just like you. No, it should be said that I am worse than you. Because you can still say that you made a mistake yourself, and I didn't. I'm an adventurer," he said. "People who go to the area controlled by Kecha Goyat to collect all kinds of abandoned substances to live. You know, that kind of journey is dangerous, and the slightest carelessness, or a mechanical failure of the vehicle, or even no problem at all, just a little bit of bad luck can throw your life there. But fortunately, I was inspired by the Supreme Lord. ”

He pulled out a metallic badge from his bosom and kissed it gently. "It was the Supreme Lord who asked me to come here at the base camp and showed me the direction of the future. And I swear to shine his glory all over the world. ”

"Warlocks...... Will it be ......" I don't know why, the languishing man suddenly thought of this. Warlocks don't seem to be interested in faith, and, as everyone knows, warlocks are the real ruling class.

"In front of the gods, the warlock is just a mortal. The priest replied firmly. As long as the gods are real, it is never difficult to attract believers. He came here alone, but only in the short time that had passed, he had developed a large number of devout followers (although sadly, a large number of believers joined because of gambling), and quite a few of them were in the middle of the army. In fact, if he wanted to, his influence could already do so much here in the base camp.

The car didn't go straight back to the base camp. To be on the safe side, and to avoid easy peeping of the meeting place (yes, the location of the altar), make a big circle and return to the base camp from another completely opposite direction. As a result, what was not a long road becomes a little long. It made the priest's eyelids fight unconsciously.

All of a sudden, the world changed back to that day.

As most adventurers might encounter, the group encountered a group of Destroyers at the entrance to an abandoned warehouse (but there were quite a few things inside). Although this creature walks on two legs like a human, its short-term explosiveness is terrifying, and its speed is only slightly inferior to that of a modified vehicle. And, damn it, the car broke down when the Destroyer appeared.

By the time a few people came to their senses, a team of Destroyers had surrounded them. Of course, even if they are deaf and clear-sighted, it makes no sense to find out ten minutes in advance.

It was absolute despair, the kind of scythe in the hands of the Destroyer, as everyone knew, a terrible weapon that could break even the thick armor of the main battle exoskeleton armor in one fell swoop. Even if they were fully armed, they couldn't defeat such a whole team, a dozen destroyers, not to mention that they weren't even armed. Escape is even more impossible, and the speed of the Destroyer is simply not comparable to that of humans. He remembered very well that the last thing his companion did was frantically twist the car's start switch, even though they had already determined that the car's fault switch was failing.

In that utter despair, the only thing one can do is pray. He had no idea exactly when he had held the emblem of the Supreme Lord in his hand, but when he realized that the emblem made of wood, worthless, and carried only out of curiosity, was feverish, a miracle happened.

The will of the Supreme Lord descended from the underworld and enveloped several of them. Then, as the true God had promised, they were saved from their mortal end. The true gods blinded the Destroyer's eyes, and these terrible battle creatures paused in confusion for a moment, as if suddenly they could not be seen, and then left harmlessly.

He didn't know why God had taken a fancy to him, but he knew that God had saved him not only from a desperate situation where he would die, but also from a precarious and difficult life. Following the will of the gods, he quickly transformed from a humble and small refugee to a successful businessman.

Yes, in some cases, or at some point, he can't help but be suspicious. There are many doubts, for example, sometimes, especially when he wakes up from a dream, he suddenly wonders if all this is a dream? Also, when he occasionally calms down and thinks, he unconsciously thinks of a question: Who is the Supreme Lord?

A god who claims to be from a foreign land and suddenly appears?

Although reason clearly told him that this was blasphemy, deep in his mind, he vaguely knew the truth about this supreme holy lord.

But as long as the Supreme Holy Lord himself didn't say it, he would never dare to mention it. Even if that thought, that answer, floats beneath his superficial consciousness, as long as the obstacle is removed slightly, it will emerge naturally. This kind of thing is called blasphemy.

God is as powerful as Yue, God is as powerful as the sea, maybe this world does not have this adage, but there is no need for any knowledge passed down by predecessors, when a person faces the true God, he understands that the consequences of blasphemy will be so serious that people are unwilling to guess. Like the emperor's new clothes, no one dares to expose them unless they are young children who know nothing and are therefore fearless. Because offending the emperor is a serious crime.

All he could do was follow the direction of the gods, and it was a glorious and successful path...... As for what the end of this road was, he did not dare and could not think about it.

The chariot shook violently, waking the priest out of his half-asleep state. When he came back to his senses, he found that the car had been parked not far from the entrance of the black market. And the driver, at this moment, is rushing towards the door.

It's getting dark, and the night session at the arena is about to begin.

……

"Can Kecha Goyat make a warlock worship it?" Lu Wu asked suddenly. The lounge was empty, and he was there in a daze.

Lu Wu is not a professional player, and he has never even touched the edge of "fighting skills" or "physical skills" on earth. He's watched the game on TV or online, but he's only seen it. If it weren't for that, he would never have believed that he would one day be in the ring or something.

However, he was really about to go to the ring, and for some reason, he found that he was in a calm mood, not nervous at all, on the contrary, only his mind was thinking about something inexplicable. Of course, it may also be said that this is an instinct, and the brain is subconsciously thinking about some irrelevant things so that it does not get nervous.

"Partner, why do you ask this all of a sudden? But I can answer this question, and if there is enough time and enough room to maneuver, then Kecha Goatt may be able to recruit mid- and low-level warlocks to worship him. However, "the master emphasized the word." "It's impossible for a high-ranking warlock. They are too strong and too proud. ”

The bell rings ahead, the doors open, and the athletic game begins.

The loudspeaker seemed to be full of enthusiasm, but in fact it was just a formulaic announcement of the names of the two newcomers. Lu Wu originally wanted to make up a name, but the master reminded him that this disguise was worthless. So he entered under his real name. His opponent was an unfamiliar name he had never heard of in the past, and he probably would never hear of it in the future. A tall and thin man, with a strong look, quite a bit of capable and fierce taste.

Everything you have with you is in the lounge, but no one cares about Lu Wu's Bluetooth headphones, maybe it's too small and delicate to be used as some kind of decoration.

The audience roared with joy.

This is the first time that Lu Wu has experienced this atmosphere from a completely different perspective. The same game, as a player and as a spectator are completely different. For example, right now, the eyes of countless people are focused on him. He didn't need anything else, just a little bit of it would make his palms feel wet.

Author's note: The typhoon is coming, and I will be on duty for flood control tomorrow, and it is estimated that it will not be updated, so I will take a leave of absence.