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In India, in Africa, in all the places of poverty, chaos, broken order, and suffering, simple idols of gods have risen from the ground, and simple altars have gone deep into towns, villages, and places where refugees gather!

The humble badges were scattered from the hands of nearly 100,000 "priests" stationed all over the world, and large and small forces, warlords, and local religious forces, in the face of such a magnificent trend, either chose to compromise and integrate, or were ruthlessly abandoned and crushed!

The more people who have been with hunger, disease, and war all the year round, the more religious, the more grateful, and the more excited they are, on the African continent, at the lowest level of society in India, and even in the Middle East......

When a new day comes, when the first rays of sunlight appear, countless people all over the world come to the faceless statue of the god, and beside the altar, hundreds of millions of people who have no relevant conditions and yearn for it, choose to worship the humble badge at home, and countless "priests", like chicken blood, lead these lost lambs, in the midst of suffering and confusion, driven by fear and this complex mind and interest, sing the hymns that have long been memorized, and pray!

Billions of ideas gathered, and countless idols, altars, and insignia became repeaters that connected them together, and then gathered into a pillar of light like the Milky Way!

In the pillar of light in the eyes of ordinary people, only in the eyes of the most devout believers will show a trace slightly, the boundless divine energy is like a sun that suddenly blooms, and they are a particle creeping around the sun, shocked and crazy!

Then the pious ones became even more religious, and some of them immediately reached the conditions of fanatical believers and even true believers, and the gifts and rewards were immediately activated according to the predetermined conditions, so that in the midst of earth-shaking prayers, in an increasingly solemn and solemn religious atmosphere, in front of the statues and altars of gods and altars all over the world, more than a hundred people rose with the pillars of light that rose to the sky!

Among them, there is not a single predetermined "priest", and there is not a well-dressed and highly qualified elite among them, most of them are from Africa and India, and their status is very humble, and the precariousness is simply a layer of mud at the bottom of society!

Most of their genders are women, and most of their identities are mothers and wives, but no matter what their previous identities were, no matter what suffering, illness, or even how cowardly their original bodies were!

At this time, the endless holy light washed away all these, the scars, dirt, and diseases on the body completely disappeared, the white and dustless priest's robe was woven out of thin air, and a mysterious badge like a flame was imprinted on their foreheads, in the eyes of hundreds of millions of people who were shocked, envious, and jealous, and under the witness of the voice, shock, and soul loss of the 100,000 "priests", they completed the detachment from their own humble attributes, and from then on, they had a new identity - the servants of the goddess!

In addition to the hundreds of millions of converts who participated in it, all over the world has more or less seen or heard such explosive news, one step to heaven, one step from hell to heaven, the description in the fairy tale is no longer unreal, but real, but the subversive change that is taking place!

Status, power, color, race, wealth, knowledge, skills...... There is no meaning under the idol of the god, in front of the altar, in the radiance of the goddess, and the only yardstick is the quality of the faith.

Today, at 8 a.m. on April 18, Huaxia Capital time, the way of crossing this wormhole is about to undergo a fundamental change. In the harvest season, Wu Xi was alone in the magnificent temple, high on the cascading steps of a three-story building, and then slowly sat down on his own divine seat, a scepter more than one person high towered beside him, and endless faith turned into a galaxy and rushed down, gathering on the firmament of the temple, so vast, so tame, so palpable!

Wu Chen came from the void, climbed the grand steps in two steps, came to Wu Xi, and finally asked, "The last step is irreparable!"

Wu Xi opened his eyes...... Oh, no, it should be the mirror that reflects the two sides of the billions of believers and the earth and even the universe, "This is my duty, but also my mission, my great father!"

Wu Chen nodded, and continued to announce with an expressionless face, "My daughter, I will be guarding you for the last time today!"

Wu Xi's eyelids slowly closed, the mirror covering the reflection of all things and the universe on both sides, the silent silence did not know how long it lasted, and the Milky Way tilting down from the sky gradually accumulated, until there was a qualitative change!

At this time, the creatures of Xiangcheng, the entire Huaxia, and even the whole world all had a palpitation, and a huge gravitational force drove them to stop everything in their hands, and then turn their heads and look in one direction at the same time!

The Milky Way broke through the invisible limitations, turning into a magnificent rain of light that flew down, and the light rain sprinkled down, and a goddess phantom in white clothes, unable to see the specific form, could only distinguish the general outline, step by step, step by step into the sky!

An invisible shock struck, a strong instinctive tendency, and under the inexplicable shock, all living beings hung their heads, bent their spines, and then sighed at the same time: "Saint, the source of wisdom, the great and supreme being!"

At the same time, thousands of statues of gods with no face and only a vague form exude a thousand feet of light, a veil like clouds shrouds the face of the gods, and the prosperous clothes and ribbons are carved out of thin air, and the most beautiful, pure, and holy lines outline the general form of a goddess!

Every white marble altar is surging with light, a huge and round ball of light is condensed out of thin air in the center of the altar, and 100,000 "priests" finally ushered in their reward at this moment, regardless of faith, an ability is forever engraved on their foreheads according to the size of their contribution, or simple, or cumbersome, or invisible, or shining!

The more than 100 true priests who received the first gifts and purifications for their faith slowly fell from the sky, and all the traces of humility, suffering, cowardice, and other traces of life left on them were solemn, all fanatical, and all were replaced by the determination and faith to dedicate everything to the Goddess!

It was at this time that Wu You, who was anxiously waiting in another small hall, finally ushered in her own pillar of light, the colorful holy clothes condensed out of thin air on her body, and her shadow let out a sharp howl, and then disillusioned!

"Demigods?" Wu You, who had completed the quantification, murmured unwillingly. (To be continued.) )