These are familiar family members. At this moment, it is so strange in Qi's eyes. And those merchants who have always groveled to themselves and dedicated all the fine products they bring to them are looking at them with pity in their eyes at this moment.

"Surrender or die, Revelation, in your thoughts, God has taken a fancy to your power, come to God's embrace!" Qi's wife walked towards Kai step by step with the cross.

Qi took a step back, he didn't know how to choose! Take up arms? This is the wife who gets along with me day and night. Give up, so what awaits you?

Kai will never know what will happen later, and the cross glows blindly. Under the light, Kai's face gradually changed, became peaceful, became docile, and then he fell to his knees and kissed the feet of his wife.

Then came the long darkness! Kai felt so tired, it seemed that only sleep could make him feel comfortable. In my sleep, there was a constant whisper in my ear about the glory of God. It tells that the world is about to be destroyed, and God is the only savior, and it is a supreme glory to be a slave of God.

Yes! I held my head and screamed. By now I finally understand why fanatics are so terrible and why their beliefs are so crazy!

It's like the brainwashing tutorial now, constantly repeating, constantly prompting, and in the end, it becomes a psychological suggestion, planting a moment of seed in the heart. By the time the seed sprouts and grows, then the person is already wasted. Coupled with the soul control of Western theology, even if the fanatics are destroyed, they will not betray the so-called God.

When their gods, while teaching them to be full of kindness to mankind and loving the world as their own brothers, let them take up the butcher's knife and frantically plunder and slaughter, it seems so smooth, without the slightest hesitation or the slightest resistance.

Colonization in Africa led to the capture of indigenous people as slave trade. The massacres on the American continent almost wiped out the indigenous people, and in the end, the owners of this continent became a minority. Countless colonies in East Asia, and even under the so-called glory of God, an empire on which the sun never sets. This is God's teaching, this is the harmonious vision of fanatics singing the Bible and holding a butcher's knife at the same time.

I have to say that this kind of hypnotic control is very powerful, and even I feel great pain, in Ramis or should he be called, in his deep sleep, that constant murmuring. It's ringing in my head at the moment. This is the consequence of devouring the fragments of Ramis's soul. And all I can do is resist, otherwise the end result will be that I will become another Ramis!

"Ni Ge, are you okay?" Qian Yunfeng was frightened, and when he saw me suddenly holding my head and shouting in pain, he suddenly lost his sense of proportion.

"Well, it's okay here! I'll go first! Resisting the constant muttering in my head, I forced myself to support my Qingming, and with a simple explanation, I used the soul realm to return to Bai Yuan and locked myself in the secret room in the basement. Tell everyone not to come in.

I don't know what will happen in the future, but in the hands of the Western Holy See, almost every time I don't only have any advantage, or their personal strength is not strong, but their methods are unguardable.

In the underground chamber, sweat continued to slide down his forehead.

"Join God's side, as a slave of God, and in the last days, you will be the savior representing God and be God's slave. The light will always shine on you. You will be the most spoiled of all. God will give you everything, come into the arms of God, God loves the world and loves you more, my child! ”

The murmur kept repeating, and the voice was soft, as if the wife was by the pillow, and the love words were lingering, like the loving persuasion of parents. It makes people feel very comfortable, and they can't help but want to do what they say.

But I know it's the control of the soul. Even with the ability to see through the vanity, I could see that this murmur was made by a gentle white light.

I'd love to destroy this light. But he didn't know where to start, his soul power didn't have any effect on him at all, he was slowly radiating light, but he was extremely determined to stand in the sky above the soul realm, exuding light.

The Heavenly Demon Ring can only form a protective shield to protect the soul from infringement, but inside the soul, it is powerless to actively devour the point of light that it actively devours. Now I can only rely on myself to resist this white point of light, and I can only rely on myself to obliterate this point of light.

It's a pity that this point of light seems to rely on devouring soul power, I tried to use soul power to suppress the village, but I didn't expect to make the point of light a little stronger, which made me suddenly break out in a cold sweat! Immediately withdrew the soul power.

There is no side to be blessed, and it is all relied on willpower to resist It can be imagined, how difficult it is, the cultivation of the Eight Rank Peak Heavenly Venerable, under such an offensive, there is almost no way. This is not a comparison of strength, but a confrontation of the will of the soul.

God! Theology, the Holy See, Western theology, and Eastern metaphysics are completely different things. The West focuses on the control of the soul, while the East pays more attention to strength, and uses force to break the law, as the foundation, in many tricks, as long as the strength is enough to kill.

But the fact is the opposite, the East and the West have been in conflict since ancient times, but the Holy See in the West has always occupied half of the pattern. Even in modern history, it has a clear advantage, making China unrecognizable.

Of course, there are also some reasons why the hermit family is unwilling to pay. But the heritage of China is not something they can represent! In the end, it still protected the homeland of Huaxia. will not be reduced to slavery in the country.

The murmur kept repeating louder and louder, from a soft reassuring voice to a stern tone, as if disappointed in me, a disobedient child.

"Ahh I shouted again, very loudly! It's hard for sure, but I wish my voice could resist the white light, even for a second.

The realm of the soul is dark. Without light, it is like giving birth to the feeling of a seed buried in the soil, and the floating light is like hope, which makes me always want to get closer, but I know that if I get closer, then I will lose myself and become a sleeper, or a fanatic.

This is no different from being controlled by the soul, the fanatics are instructed that even if they are relatives around them, they will not be soft in the slightest, and they will even raise the butcher knife in their hands with a smile and a very happy heart, and even shout, all for the glory of God.

The light grew louder and louder as the murmuring sounded, and the light grew brighter and brighter. I could even see myself in the dark. The transparent ones seem to be non-existent, and the weak ones seem to be blown away by a gust of wind.

But this is not wind and rain, but light, silent, impossible to detect traces, the only thing that can be praised is speed, if there is anything fastest in this world, light is the only one.

But the light is also soft. The Giant Tiger has no lethal power. But the light that comes together into a straight line is a laser, a laser comparable to a bullet.

Fortunately, this light has no other qualities, just light, and even so, it still makes my soul space clear, and even the soul itself contained in it is transparent.

This was the first time I could see what my soul was like with my soul power.

A sword, just a transparent sword. It's just that this sword doesn't emit any bright light, and there is no sword out, and the eight kings of ten thousand swords surrender. He's just so ordinary floating. The only thing special was that the sword was black, and despite the transparency of the light, it still maintained a black outline.

It looks like a replica of the Soul Eater. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a light in my heart, this girl's special soul devouring seems to be the most suitable to deal with that light.

However, with the nature of the Soul Devouring Sword, I am not at ease. In addition to being greedy, this product is also very obscene, and I am very worried that this product will enter my soul realm and at the same time devour the light group, it will attack my soul essence, which is why I have always chosen to deliberately forget.

After thinking about this, I naturally quickly dispelled this thought, but I still couldn't change the reality of being beaten in the soul realm.

The murmur seems to be a shout! The wave is much higher than the wave. The soul sword had begun to tremble, as if it was enduring the pain of the blow, and the phantom seemed to have begun to crack, and rays of light were transmitted through the cracks!

Pain! Indescribable pain! It seems that someone is grabbing his heart and kneading it fiercely. In my mind, it was like throwing a cannon into it, and it exploded.

"Boy, what are you still hesitating about, let me into your soul space." The voice of the Soul Eater Sword suddenly remembered, not anxious, but a little excited.

"Humph!" I gritted my teeth and let out a cold snort. All the attention was focused on the soul sword, and the soul power frantically converged towards the soul sword. Finally, the shattering of the Soul Sword eased, and gradually showed signs of recovery.

There is a door! I was happy in my heart, and at the same time, I also found that I seemed to have a connection with the sword of the soul essence and was no longer ignorant, but gradually merging, and if it continued to develop like this, it would not be difficult for the soul to be released. This is a method that only exists beyond immortals!

The soul sword gradually recovered, time passed little by little, and the soul space was illuminated. In the vast space, the sword of the soul is like a boat in the sea. Although the wind and waves were fierce, the boat still floated on the sea.

The shouts grew louder and louder, and finally turned into hysterical screams, and the murmuring words became six words.

"Surrender or die!"