Zhou Jue's heart trembled when he saw the remote control that Lei Luo presented, especially when he saw the logo on the remote control, it was obvious that what he wanted to express was the bomb remote control. He thought of Zhou Jue just a few steps away from the gambler, and he was shocked, if the person holding the remote control just now pressed it, then the consequences would be known without thinking about it.

Of course, Zhou Jue will not believe that the power of the other party's bomb is small and it can't kill a few people, you must know that the general power of human bombs is enough to smooth this street, even if the other party is merciful, the power of the bomb can blow up a range of four or six meters.

"Your Majesty!" Zhou Jue cast a grateful look, if it weren't for the Pope's crown here, I'm afraid Zhou Jue would have died again.

Zhang Xiaojian shook his head slightly, he then looked at Naberville, what would happen next he had already guessed, the gambler would be puzzled because the bomb had not exploded for a long time, so he would show his feet, and then with the soldiers around Burville, he would be able to solve everything.

Zhou Jue looked at Lei Luo, the priest had never spoken along the way, and had been following behind the Pope, which made him particularly curious, although he knew that the other party was the genius who was rumored in the church, and he was already a sixth-level priest, and he had mastered a large number of divine arts. Such a talent made Zhou Jue envious.

"When the ambulance arrives, you can treat it with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about the cost!" Burville cared for the gambler with ease, not realizing that the other party was a grim reaper who wanted his life.

The gambler's face became more and more ugly, he did not understand that the weishenme bomb had not exploded yet, so that he could complete the task given to him by Allah and be able to ascend to heaven to serve God.

Wait? Or not waiting?

The gambler struggles inside. "Give yourself for Allah at all costs! For Allah! ”

The gambler made the decision to kill the demon in front of him with his own hands, rob the sheepfold of Allah's messenger on earth, and make Allah lose lambs.

This is the liliang of religion, when the constant brainwashing coupled with religion as spiritual sustenance, to Zuihou a directive is enough for him to give everything, dedicate his life to complete this command, in their eyes this instruction is the will of Allah, representing the supreme glory, once completed will ascend to the kingdom of the Lord.

His right hand slowly pulled out of his pocket, and in his hand came an extra sheet, a razor's blade, thin and sharp enough to cut the throat.

Just as he was about to make a move on the unsuspecting Burville, a voice rang out.

"When you die, you find that your faith is nothing, and that's so painful. When the scriptures of your faith become tools in the hands of others, you don't know what to do. ”

"Huh?" The gambler was shocked, he looked around in horror to find out who said this, but saw a young man in a luxurious robe standing behind him, the other party's face was so cold, but it made him feel very friendly, the other party's words seemed to have a kind of magic that made him constantly recall the past, recall the memories he didn't want to recall. He was frightened and frightened, and he was in a trance in an instant, as if he suddenly felt a vast power from the other person's body, like an eternal sun shining on eternity.

"Is this a god?" The gambler panicked, and he suddenly had this ridiculous delusion.

"How is that possible!" The gambler cried out in horror, as if he saw a god standing beside him, a feeling that could not be described in words, "How is it possible, you are absolutely not, no, Allah please silence my will!" ”

The gambler's situation made the people around him unable to figure out what the other party was going to do, how good haode suddenly seemed to go crazy. Only Zhang Xiaojian knew that it was not that the other party was crazy, but that he had leaked a little bit of the breath of the main soul. The main soul is a true god, and the divine power it carries is naturally powerful.

A perennial believer who has been shrouded in faith to madness, has never seen a god in his life, and suddenly feels a breath of the god appear next to him one day, but once again finds that this god is not the one he believes in, this contrast is enough to break his own shijie view.

Fanatics like this are spawned and are determined but equally fragile, and their perseverance comes from their belief in the flying gods, from their spirit and beliefs.

Vulnerability comes from spirit and faith, finding the gap in their beliefs, subverting their shijie concept, destroying the faith that supports their madness, inflicting a heavy blow on their spirit, so that they will collapse, but they will surely die in a few days. This is a mental illness that cannot be cured by medicine.

It can also be said that a hypocrite, born under brainwashing, is a kind of mental patient.

Now what Zhang Xiaojian has to do is to reverse the other party's beliefs, break them and re-establish them, then he will get the first believer in Africa, and he is also a believer whose faith must be extremely devout, close to the bottom line of a fanatical believer, and can dedicate everything.

This kind of believer is able to do many things that ordinary people can't.

In religion, there are many institutions, and in one of them there is an institution called ascetics, of course they are not monks, but different religions have different names, and ascetics are just the most used titles. Dervishes are a group of insane believers who generally do not carry out tasks and only practice in the church.

Of course, once something happens to the church, they will give their enemies the most insane ambitions, and they will not hesitate to use all means.

This institution is what every religion wants to establish, and now Zhang Xiaojian suddenly had an idea in his heart when he saw this crazy Islamic believer.

Zhang Xiaojian's words caused the people around him to shift their attention to him. When the residents of Soma looked carefully, they gave birth to a kind of closeness in their hearts, just like the sun emitting soft sunlight, warming everyone's hearts and making many people want to worship.

Some people recognized this as the owner of the huge ship in the port, and thought that the other party had frightened the police, so they couldn't help but take a few steps back cautiously, causing a burst of doubts.

They didn't say why, and more is better than less.

Burville frowned, he had seen many young people like this, but he had never seen such a bold young man. Although the other party may be from another country, he cannot ignore himself like this, talk directly to the injured person, and not even say a word of greeting.

I was immediately not optimistic about the young man in my heart, and guessed that the other party came from the son of a big family from a certain country in Asia to come out to practice, and I didn't know what was going on. Such people also die young.

"Calm your heart, feel the ups and downs of the sea, the lost lamb!" Zhang Xiaojian slowly stretched out a hand and landed on the gambler's forehead, emitting golden holy light, which was very soft, like the warm sun in winter melting the accumulated snow.

"Look at his hands!" The residents of Soma were shocked as they saw a golden light coming out of each other's hands, which was incredible.

"Unbelievable, the other party must be a messenger sent by Allah to save us!" An Islamic believer fell to his knees and chanted aloud, "Thank you for your gifts, the only Lord ......of the universe."

There are few religions in the country of Sori, and Islam is almost the main religion here, but it can only be seen in this port, and the country of Sori does not attach so much importance to Islam, and the warlords do not like this kind of religion, because religion is bound to break the current situation, which is not good for the warlords.

Burville was equally surprised, and quickly stood up, two soldiers standing in front of him, just in case, people are both curious and fearful about the unknown.

"The silent heart is opened again, lost lamb, feel the light of our Lord, he is the master of fate, you will be redeemed by my Lord, feel the power of this fate, feel the power of our Lord!"

The holy light in Zhang Xiaojian's hand continued to rise, slowly disappearing into the other party's mind, and at the same time, a golden balance appeared on the gambler's forehead, and the golden balance emitted this strange liliang, distorting the space around him.

The gambler's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw a lot of the past, his past and even his future.

"Faith will allow you to be redeemed by the Lord of Destiny!" Zhang Xiaojian withdrew his hand, he had already awakened all the memories of the other party, and instilled the teachings about Tuluo into it, what would happen to Zuihou depends on whether the other party really believes in the cause.

The Isis who was kneeling on the ground heard what the other party said about the gods, and his face suddenly changed drastically. Then the disdain that came from all around made his face red, and he was angry, the other party actually believed in Allah.

"Demon, he's a demon!" The Sect of Isis stood up violently, pointed at Zhang Xiaojian in front of him and shouted, "Don't believe him! He is a demon, a deluded, and he bewitched me! He is an enemy of Allah, and he is also deceiving you, so hurry up and defeat this demon and return him to the abyss! ”

The Naisites roared, danced with their hands, and became mad with excitement. When the surrounding Soma residents saw this Islamist say this, they immediately muttered in their hearts: yes, if it were a mortal, it would be possible to do this forever.

Curidor is the name of this Islamist, a devout Islamist who is steadfast in his faith in Allah. After today's morning prayer, he preached the faith of Allah in Porto Sori, but unfortunately the Soma people were not interested in Islam and could not bring practical benefits, and they had to pay a lot of money every month, which almost made the entire Soma country shy away from it.

Of course, Curido did not find such problems, he still kept proclaiming Allah he believed in, wanted to attract more believers, and even his dream had changed from being full to becoming the regional head of Soma, the owner of a temple.

Under some publicity, he came to the place where he was watching, and when he saw the golden light emitted from the other party's hand, he thought that it was a messenger sent by Allah, but unfortunately before he was happy, the other party said the name of another god, which made him angry, and all gods except Allah are false gods, all demons. He's going to take down the demons.

He began to hype that he was not afraid that the other party would do something to him, and who would dare to do it in full view. What's more, there is a general there, how could a great general see his people being bullied by an outsider like this.

The fear of the unknown among the inhabitants of Soma was amplified in an instant by the earnest and sincere speeches of the Isists.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the gambler, waiting for the other party's response, but he didn't care about the Islamist, and the clown couldn't make a big wave.

Burville looked at the young man in front of him in amazement, having such a magical means made his mind move.