Obviously, the priest may have to paint a dozen bald villagers like Huang Ping a day, so naturally he will not have any familiar feelings with her, and it seems that the tattoos on this bald head have attracted his attention.

Huang Ping was lying on the table, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the jar of blood beside the priest, but he was secretly startled, and immediately knew that something was wrong, because she could only imitate the appearance of a bald head, but the tattoo was drawn by the blood of the divine messenger, but at the moment the tattoo on her head did not have any taste, if the priest found this, then I am afraid that it will not be easy to explain next.

Seeing the priest's round head come over, carefully studying the simple pattern on Kohei's bald head, and without speaking for a long time, Kohei decided that he had to make a move. She closed her eyes, her thoughts froze for 1 second, so to speak, in this short 1 second, she fell asleep, and then in her sleep she secretly smeared some blood stains behind her ears, and when she woke up, there were already two spots of blood behind her ears, even if the priest approached, she could smell a faint smell of blood.

This move saved her life, because when the gold-edged black-robed priest sensed that something was wrong, his left hand, which had been behind his back, was already clenched together, ready to burst out with the power of a hundred tons of TNT explosives, if it weren't for the sudden smell of a familiar smell at the end, he was not even ready to say hello, and directly blew her into powder.

He slowly let go of his left hand and muttered, "That's weird." Although there is not one in a thousand, the probability of something is extremely small, but I didn't expect it to happen. ”

The divine envoy once said that as long as it is a human being, there is an evolutionary instinct given by God, the difference is that the probability of this evolution is increasing with the level of people's IQ, although the bald person with the lowest IQ also has a small probability, but it has not appeared since the birth of the God Worship Cult, and the one lying on the table now will be the one who is unique in a thousand miles.

The priest had almost dispelled Kohei's suspicions because he had already smelled it, and in order to better study whether the pattern on the top of her head had changed, he decided to redraw it, maybe he would find something from it.

"You'd better not move, because if I draw crooked lines because of this, there's a good chance your head will blow up like a watermelon on the ground."

Kohei had long sensed that the priest's strength was likely to far surpass her own, and she must not use her abilities against the bald people, otherwise, her abilities would be copied immediately, and instead she would make a wedding dress for the enemy.

Although she didn't know what it was like to be tattooed, Kohei decided that she would do her best to cooperate with the priest without endangering her life.

The priest sat near her head and solemnly inserted his index finger into the jar, blood condensing on his fingertips and glowing brightly.

Akira suddenly felt a burst of heat above her head, as if something had carved directly into her mind through her scalp.

"God, the only god in this world, you must be extremely loyal and unreserved to believe in her, do not allow any betrayal, only by believing in God, you will have the power that God has given you."

The words flashed through her mind, and although they appeared out of thin air, they struck her nerves like a hammer, pressing her soul the ground.

"Faith means life, and unbelief means ashes!"

Because she had not received an answer for a long time, her head suddenly ached violently, as if a thick and long silver needle was constantly stirring in her head.

Shaking flattening's entire body couldn't help but tremble, as if swinging.

At this time, the priest had just repainted the pattern on Huangping's bald head, and when he saw Huangping's abnormal state, he thought that his portrayal had worked, so he stood aside and observed it carefully, how did he know that in fact, Huangping's real head was not tattooed, and he was equivalent to blessing an outsider with a unique head tattoo in the mysterious village.

"Those who believe live, but those who do not believe die!" The words flipped through her mind repeatedly, accompanied by bursts of sharp pain.

Huang Ping even bit the tip of her tongue tightly, only then did she force herself to stay awake and not be forced by this unbearable pain, she vaguely seemed to know that once she agreed to the conditions in her mind, I am afraid that the rest of her life will really be like these bald heads, full of incomparable admiration for the goddess, single-mindedly, forgetting all the things she had experienced before.

Therefore, she must not let go, as long as she relaxes, her life will be over.

It was like this for about five minutes, and the pain in my head gradually faded.

Actually, Kohei was lucky, because the bald villager she imitated had the simplest tattoo on his head, but this was enough for those newcomers who had just come out of the barrel, and there had never been a precedent for newcomers to resist the will of the gods. And the more complex the tattoo on the head, the stronger the power of God's oppression.

Kohei resisted it with superhuman will, and he barely carried it.

She was covered in cold sweat, and at the moment of success, she could no longer maintain the state after her transformation, and returned to the appearance of a woman, but fortunately she was still wearing a coarse cloth coat with a bald head, and there was no spring light exposed.

At this moment, the priest jumped to his feet, and his left hand quickly clenched into a ball, blooming with a dazzling light.

At this time, Huang Ping couldn't take care of hiding her secrets, plus after such a long time, the toxins in her body slowly lost their effect, and she had recovered to the eight success powers of her heyday.

But just as she was about to exert the power of the angel, a line suddenly flashed on her retina, making her suddenly realize that the world was probably not what she imagined......

"You've already gained the Mysterious Village Worship Cult Primary Imitation Ability, 5/5, you still have 5 opportunities left, do you want to use this ability? This ability has a 15% success rate. ”

"Yes or no, please choose."

"Of course I chose it!" Huang Ping shouted silently in his heart.

Hearing the sound of "Boom", Huang Ping suddenly felt that the palm of his left hand was hot, and there was a prompt on the retina, "Congratulations, the imitation has been successful." ”

It seems that today's luck was not bad, with a 15% success rate and success the first time.

The priest immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Bastard, you dare to learn from me, die, you heretic who dares to pretend to be a great believer!" ”

Kohei was not afraid at all, because her left hand also glowed with excitement.

The name of this move is "God's Left Hand." ”

The two of them placed their left hands on their chests at the same time, unleashing the power they had been building up for a long time.