This so-called concept of "god" immediately aroused Yue Pingsheng's interest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the full analysis of the Quantum Yuan God, the description and teachings of the Holy Court about the belief in God were quickly presented in Yue Pingsheng's mind.

Like almost a large part of his religion in his previous life, the Holy See preached the same formula, claiming that the world evolved from the sleeping bodies of the gods, and that the Holy Court was the spokesman for the gods in the world.

The so-called holy power is the power that can only be used by devout believers who believe in the Holy Spirit when they join the Holy See.

"Is the power of faith in all beings? It is very likely that this so-called Holy Spirit did exist. ”

This is illustrated by the peculiar distribution of photons in this plane, as well as the seemingly non-existent residual will in the light particles. ”

"This is not a god, it should be an existence with an extremely high level of life. ”

"Is it true that this plane is the evolution of the Holy Spirit himself, as the doctrine of the Holy Court says?"

"This world is not located on a planet, there is also a so-called abyss border, so it is very likely that the formation of this world is indeed very related to the Holy Spirit. ”

The countless starlight in Yue Pingsheng's eyes surged like a sea tide, life and death, and seemed to penetrate everything.

"But none of this has anything to do with me. The countless magical works and materials that the Holy See has collected over the past thousand years to eradicate heresies, involving darkness, necromancy, space, bloodline, etc., and condense the essence of countless racial wisdom, are the most valuable things to me. If the quantum spirit can absorb and digest the knowledge of these other systems, it should be able to refine the evolution again and deduce the way of return. ”

"These things are extremely precious, and they are stored in the headquarters of the Holy See. There are a lot of indigenous powerhouses in the headquarters, and there are some troubles. ”

"The Pope, the Twelve Archbishops, the Seventy-two Cardinals, and the Templar, the Inquisition, the Knights of the Holy Blood...... The lineup of legends and sanctuary powerhouses does not seem to be weak. ”

According to the analysis and calculation of the quantum primordial god, the Gerry he killed was close to the scorching sun level of the holy warrior, and it was just about the same as the upper martial artist in the martial arts system, if the span of this world's power system was the same as that of the Northern Wilderness, then the so-called legend corresponds to the Qi Sect, and the holy domain corresponds to the refining god Wuzun.

It's just that there is no personal contact, and there is too little information available, and Yue Pingsheng can't confirm this. Moreover, the so-called magic spells in this world are very strange, and there are such incredible magic as turning enemies into sheep, or even absorbing the life force of others, and making time stop, so it is difficult to evaluate according to the power level.

"Holy Light, Plastic Energy, Spells, Change, Bloodline Warlock...... The difficulty, weirdness, and destructive power of magic are far higher than those of the so-called holy warriors, and the caster seems to be biased towards spiritual and cognitive cultivation, which is somewhat similar to what the evil spirit once said. Transfiguration, Time Stops? It's interesting, and I can't wait to see it. ”

"It's too reckless to go straight to the door. ”

"Then wait for the follow-up indigenous masters to come to the door, test their quality, and perfect the quantum primordial god. ”

In just an instant, Yue Pingsheng made a decision.

As soon as he came, he killed this important person of the Holy Court, and he was already naturally standing on the opposite side of the Holy Court. However, Yue Pingsheng himself would not be naïve to think that the Holy Court would hand over these incomparably precious top-secret texts and knowledge to himself.

In the final analysis, it is necessary to counter violence with violence and fight them to the death.

But after planning and then acting, Yue Pingsheng's current information is not comprehensive, and it is undoubtedly a big risk to go directly to the door now. And after receiving the news here, the Holy Court will soon send a powerful army of weighty to cleanse and encircle and suppress, and the spiritual energy they provide is the nutrients for Yue Pingsheng's quantum primordial god to grow, and it can also provide more information and intelligence.

After the Quantum Yuan God was cast, Yue Pingsheng's strength had reached a point where the boundaries were blurred, and the power of the Mind God alone had far exceeded the upper limit of the God Refining Realm. Although the Quantum Yuan Shen and the [Future Star Tribulation Sutra] are limited by his cognition, they have only built a rough skeleton and model, which is very rough and needs to be constantly corrected and improved, but the potential is endless, and it has set him on an extraordinary path.

At this moment, Yue Pingsheng, who was living on the main seat of the church, moved slightly.

In the direction he was facing, at the main entrance of the church, a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a vicissitudes of face, tense and slightly trembling, walked in.

Plop Plop Plop ......

The light of the candle flickered softly, the empty church was littered with the corpses of the clergy, and in the silence was the sound of Juan's own heartbeat, almost bursting out of his chest.

These corpses were the rebels who rushed out after Yue Pingsheng entered the church, and all of them were harvested by the Quantum Splitting Divine Knife.

Juan's face turned pale, and large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he stood at the door of the church in fear, his hands and feet seemed to be uncontrollable by extreme fear.

Then Juan had a fierce look in his eyes, gritted his teeth as if he had gone out, and suddenly fell to his knees, shouting:

"Evil ...... Please, save us, my lord!"

"All of us would like to be your faithful believers!"

"I just ask for your protection!"

Yue Pingsheng opened his eyes and looked at this middle-aged man with the same oriental face as himself.

Obviously, these so-called sinners of the Eastern Earth really regarded themselves as evil gods who had descended from another dimension, and they had reached the point of desperation because they had killed the army of the Holy Court, and the face of an Oriental had been revealed to make this person bold enough to ask for his protection.

Dozens of meters away from Yue Pingsheng, who was sitting upright in the depths of the church, Juan did not feel any safety, his body trembled like chaff, but he continued to lie on the ground with a hard head, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"My lord, tens of thousands of Dongtu people in the city of punishment ask for your salvation and protection! For this, we are willing to offer ......."

"I know what you're here for. ”

Yue Pingsheng's ethereal voice sounded directly in the depths of Juan's heart, interrupting him and at the same time causing his body to stiffen suddenly, not daring to move.

"I can keep you safe, the only thing you have to do is to hide in the house or underground, and don't come out. ”

"I'll only say it once, if you want to live, do what I say, you can go. ”

Yue Pingsheng's thoughts sounded in Juan's heart one after another, making him suddenly ecstatic, and then before Juan could react, his consciousness suddenly seemed to be an outsider, watching his vision change, and his body walked out of the church like a puppet.

"Juan is out!"

"Uncle Hu, how's it going?"

"Isn't the evil god in there?"

In the square, thousands of criminals held weapons and armor taken from the Inquisitors and armory, and looked nervously at Juan, who walked out of the church in less than a moment.

"I ...... just now?"

Standing in the door of the church soaking up the sun, Juan was terrified, his face was pale, and his clothes were already wet with cold sweat.

Under the light of the holy sun and the gaze of thousands of daos converging on him, he felt a trace of temperature.

Slowly glancing at the countless nervous and fearful compatriots in the square, Juan hesitated for a moment, and his thoughts flashed, and then his face turned solemn, and he raised his arms and exclaimed:

"Lord Evil God is the mortal enemy of the Holy Court, and he has promised to protect us!

Boom -

At the moment when Juan announced, all the yellow-skinned and unclothed criminals in the square seemed to be in a desperate situation, and like a drowning man grasping the last straw, they cheered ecstatically without even thinking about it.

Most of them were ordinary people without extraordinary strength, and they were already on the verge of desperation at the moment, and even if they took up arms and fought against the soon-to-be-approaching Purges of the Holy See, it was only an egg to a stone, and suddenly there was a hope that was enough for them to grasp desperately.

Even if this hope was offered by an exotic evil god, they couldn't care about it so much.

Juan naturally understood this truth, and he put aside all doubts and distractions, and roared angrily:

"Ladies and gentlemen, what we have to do now is to search for food! Eat a full meal! We are the real masters of this city! Take up the sword in our hands and vent it! Go for revenge! Let the nobles and rich merchants who trample on our dignity and have the blood of our compatriots on their hands go to hell!"

With Juan's order, the riot began.

The city is small, with a radius of less than five miles. Moreover, the largest industry is also the slave trade dominated by the criminals of the Eastern Land, the most powerful inquisition army guarding here has been wiped out by Yue Pingsheng, and the protective power of the entire Crime and Punishment City is equal to zero, and the people of the Eastern Soil under the stimulation of hatred and hunger spread like a flood around the square throughout the city.

Landlords, wealthy merchants, and petty nobles, these crimes in the city were killed and robbed in the past, and the high-ranking Caucasian people were directly broken through the door of the house by the blood-red Dongtu people who were like the tide, and the corpses were dismembered, even if the guards with them had martial arts, they were invincible with both fists and four hands, killing one, and there were more Dongtu people who pounced on them with distorted expressions and were not afraid of life and death, or were directly shot by the crossbow of the self-judges.

The killing overture of revenge was played throughout the city in less than half an hour.

A large amount of food, clothing, medicine, and gold coins were turned over from the various palatial dwellings and distributed to everyone by the outright rebellion, and all the statues and portraits symbolizing the Holy Spirit were knocked over and knocked down.

Roaring, screaming, roaring, blood...... At this moment, every roaring Dongtu turned into an avenger, spilling death, resentment, and anger to the fullest, returning it tenfold and hundredfold to these self-proclaimed noble Holy Court believers.

......

Just when the revenge of the Punishment City was in full swing, it was only three hundred miles away from the Punishment City, in a prosperous territory, in the palatial castle hall.

"What! Roland was killed by demons?"

A middle-aged white man with brown hair and a gloomy face in the lord's robe was furious, and the vast fluctuations of holy power surged out, like a stormy wave in the sea, which suddenly erupted, making the entire ancient castle tremble!

This man is none other than Malos, one of the former presiding judges of the Inquisition who has made great contributions to the Holy See. During his tenure, he eliminated countless heresies for the Holy Court, his faith was firm, and his holy light magic was extremely powerful, and he was already a strong man who had stepped into the legendary realm.

At the end of his term, with his former exploits and honors, he became a lord of the Thirteen Parishes with a hundred thousand people.

"That's right, now the news is reaching the archbishop, and it won't be long before he learns of the death of the Holy Maiden Roland. ”

On the opposite side of Marlos, a cold white old man with silver hair and wrinkles crisscrossed his face said coldly:

"Marlos, whether it's the demons or these yellow-skinned pariahs, they are all despicable beings who need to be purified immediately and completely! You and I are both legendary powerhouses closest to Punishment City, my escort has been mobilized, we had better solve this matter immediately before the Archbishop knows about it!"

This old man was Kakun, one of the former seventy-two cardinals. He also became the lord of the White Fang Collar at the end of his term, not far from the White Eagle Collar of Marlos.

"These lowly bastards, none of them can escape!"

Marlos suddenly got up in a furious roar and said to his guard:

"Immediately mobilize the escort army, join the White Fang army, and surround the Punishment City!"

Then he turned his head and smirked:

"Lord Kakun, then you and I will set out now, and let the so-called demons and those filthy scumbags see what true horror is!"

Call!

Before the words fell, Maros and Kakun, the two senior legendary powerhouses of the Holy Court, burst into flames, and a pair of incomparably sacred and dazzling wings of light burst out, illuminating the entire hall in a brilliant light!

Kakun said lightly: "Marlos, we haven't done it for a long time, right?"

Marlos sneered, "I hope this heretic demon doesn't let us down!"

The wings trembled, and the two disappeared in an instant.

......

The riot in the City of Punishment lasted two hours and was nearing its end.

Stump limbs, severed arms, rivers of blood, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the city.

The mutilated corpses of Caucasian people were scattered across the streets, stacked on top of each other in hundreds, like hell on earth.

In the streets and alleys, including the square, hundreds of Dongtu people were stained with blood on their bodies, holding swords in their hands, with satisfaction and pleasure on their faces, still searching aimlessly.

Their eyes radiated a bloody light, transforming from bullied sheep to hungry wolf-like characters, exuding desperate ferocity and evil spirit.

Hundreds of years of exile and being treated like pigs and dogs did not completely wipe out their hatred, but they hid deeper and deeper, and finally broke out with the opportunity of the arrival of demons.

"My dear Lord Sid, where are you hiding, and why are you afraid of such a lowly sinner as me?"

"Susie Grand Merchant, how can you thank me for having my mean and vicious wife cut off her head?"

"Hahahaha, sister, I have avenged you by peeling Salo's skin with my own hands!"

The cruel but hidden tragic declarations of revenge came and went, resounding endlessly.

At this moment, from the white-haired old man to the next year, there is a fire of hatred burning in his eyes, and no matter how cowardly and taciturn the Dongtu people are, they are all stimulated to the deepest blood and murderous aura in their hearts, and they are incarnated as executioners.

Juan watched it all in silence, not stopping it from beginning to end.

And yet, at this moment-

"You bastards!

An extremely angry voice suddenly resounded through the void, and the rolling sound waves stirred rapidly, as if thousands of thunderbolts exploded directly in people's ears, shaking the entire Punishment City trembling, and also making the thousands of Dongtu people who were happily revenge scream and cover their ears!

Above the hundred-meter-high altitude of the small Punishment City, two volleys appeared in the air, violent holy light spewed out, and the incomparably powerful coercion poured down like sea water, making the blood oozing out of the ears of all the Dongtu people, and their heartbeats almost stopped!

This roar like the explosion of a giant sonic boom directly caused more than seventy percent of the Dongtu people to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness.

This is Maros and Kakun, the two senior legendary powerhouses of the Holy See.