The bearded Mutu was scared to pee on the spot.

Because what he 'hears' is the echo of his heart, not the sound he hears in his ears.

Martin is using telepathy to transmit the voice in reverse through the thoughts formed by the little spiritual power that Mutu believes in.

It's a mysterious feeling that only you can really feel.

"My lord Lorraine, it turns out that you are a sage walking on the earth!" At this moment, Mutu was grateful, and the horse urine flew out without money.

Seeing that he was such a rough man as fanatical, before he knew it, more people present began to test and believe in Martin, and then they were deeply shocked as he did.

They began to pray to Martin, and even did things called praying for truth, but Martin didn't do anything.

Vimona began to deform, reaching out a robotic arm-like object that lifted Martin up in the air, forming a new golden throne ten meters above the ground, allowing Martin to sit down.

Martin held his cheek in his right hand and showed a cold expression: "I have no obligation to save you all. You're not even my true believers. As for the greedy fellows who claimed to be my followers and tried to ask me for gold......"

Without even raising his hand, [Wang Zhi's disgust] suddenly opened, and dozens of rat-man spears burst out "suddenly!", directly nailing five people to the ground.

"Ahh

"Murdered!"

"Wait, isn't that the loan shark Tony Ken?"

"Hell, it's that damn vampire. ”

"Well Killed......"

In just a few breaths, the public's comments have changed from the initial horror to recognition. Martin could even feel that he should have a dozen more devout believers.

It seems that the greedy ghosts killed by him are indeed out-and-out scum.

Martin's head tilted slightly, "Death to anyone who dares to do something wrong to me! I don't think any Chaos Hell would be interested in containing such a filthy and useless soul." Hahahaha!"

Martin burst into laughter, and laughter rang out loud.

Offstage, every desert citizen trembled and did not dare to speak.

Before they knew it, Martin's figure began to overlap with the image of God in their minds.

Finally finishing his laugh, Martin held out his finger and pointed west.

"You are not my followers yet! My followers must be brave, determined, and dare to fight to the death against Chaos! Go, march to the Tyrell Inlet, north of Tyrell to the west! Wait by the sea, hold on, until one of my spokesmen, in an invincible fleet, comes to meet you to the new Garden of Eden!

When Martin finished speaking, more than 1,000 soldiers and women and children present, totaling more than 3,000 people, bowed down to Martin, and then bowed back three steps before silently packing up their things and preparing to turn northwest.

Mutu came up and humbly asked, "Is there anything else that your servants can do for you, O God above?"

Martin could clearly feel that this guy had become his own devout in just a short period of time.

The level of piety was so high that Martin was staggered.

Martin glanced around: "I walked on the earth as a sage, and now my other identity is the Grand Duke of Bakaria. I have many limitations, and since you are to serve me, collect the weapons of the rat-men around you and load them onto my ark. ”

"I'm happy to serve you, my God!" Mutu bowed deeply, and then ran off to herald.

Descending from Vimora's elevated platform, Martin felt a little tired.

The three girls next to her were a little timid, but Karna was bold: "Martin, you ...... Is it really a god?"

Martin was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask himself: Is he a real god?

The answer is no!

He was originally a cross-cutting college animal, that is, shit luck, and drew the soul fragment of Gilgamesh. In the standard sense, even the Golden Shining Buddha is not a god.

However, Uncle Jin's divinity is too high. Don't look at two-thirds of the Buddha-figures are gods and one-third are humans.

With those two-thirds alone, I am afraid that the total amount and quality of their divinity is above that of the vast majority of gods in this world. This is the main reason why the gods of order have given him Martin courtesy.

He is not a god, but after the fusion of the part of the soul of the golden glitter, Martin can clearly feel that he is as easy as eating and drinking when dealing with the affairs of the gods.

If there is a person next to a person who is talking, it is clear.

When two people talk, it becomes a little messy.

When three people are talking in their ears at the same time, it's noisy.

If there are five or ten people, then it's the market, and it's going to be noisy.

A hundred people talk, and normal people will go absolutely crazy.

But with the fusion of the golden soul fragments, Martin actually felt very magically relaxed. It's like having another 'Martin' separate in his head, who can do a lot of things at the same time, and respond to the prayers of a hundred, a thousand believers.

With the help of the system, he can even easily discern which ones are simple gratitude, which ones are prayers, and which ones are requests with ulterior motives. First of all, it was classified, and then it was processed with another divine thought, and the efficiency was simply shockingly high.

When the goddess Melmityana was named, Martin also fully understood the rules of the gods in this world.

Martin knew that, normally, these abilities to deal with the prayers of believers should be acquired after they were officially canonized. Obviously, like Sigma, he had the ability to deal with massive amounts of mental power when he was a mortal.

In the face of Karna's inquiry, Martin did not hide it: "Whew! By standard, I am more like a sage with divine powers. I can indeed deal with faith, which is the spiritual power of believers. But I don't have a fixed priesthood, so I'm not a god. ”

Even so, it's amazing.

The eyes of the three daughters were full of awe and worship.

Martin rubbed his eyebrows, always feeling that his relationship with them seemed to have changed a little.

After waiting for a while, Mutu asked hundreds of strong men to quickly clean up the battlefield, and they not only collected all the weapons, but also the heavy armor of the storm rats.

"Oh, is it really a top-notch achievement?" Martin let out a slight admiration as he watched Vimo's mouth open and swallow all the weapons and equipment.

Mutu bowed deeply: "Our Lord has saved our lives and given us a hopeful future in despair, which is only our obligation, not a result. ”