"Goddess bless."

The white-haired believers wore white-washed robes and reverently recited to He Shan.

"Goddess bless."

He Shan replied to the old believer seriously, although he didn't believe in the goddess, but at least there was still to be respect, after all, he was the divine envoy who fell directly in front of the goddess statue out of thin air yesterday.

After receiving the response, the old believer had a smile on his face, took out the lunch box with paint in his arms, his frozen purple lips shook a few times, and said, "Lord God, please enjoy." ”

Patches could be seen everywhere in his old clothes, he looked like he was seventy years old when he was over forty, he was doing hard work in a soda factory, and the workers like him were all dirty, and only he washed himself in the cold river water every day before he came to see the goddess and the messenger cleanly, and there was not a trace of black mud between his fingernails.

He Shan was silent for a while, then reached out and took the lunch box, "Owen, would you mind telling me about the goddess?" ”

The old believer Owen didn't have any doubts or puzzlements, and he didn't even care about He Shan's attitude at all, but happily began to tell stories about the goddess.

The so-called goddess, whose full name is Lady Doom, was still a righteous god about a thousand years ago, and then slowly became a lost god, until more than three hundred years ago, the church suddenly collapsed, and in just a few years it completely decayed, and to this day, except for the old believer Owen who came into contact with him by chance, no one will come to worship in the dilapidated church of doom.

He Shan summed it up, probably such useful information, as for the other goddesses who favored whom, which bishop did what, and when the divine envoy came, these have basically become myths and legends, and they are seriously distorted.

"Owen! Irving! Workers outside the church called out to Owen.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm going to work." Owen smiled, his face flushed with excitement, and his lips were even more bruised.

"Go ahead." He Shan replied softly, watching Owen limp away, his gaze gradually moving up to the statue of Lady Doom in the courtyard.

Lady Doom has the same face as the woman who pushed him into the world, except for the robe she wears.

"It's not going to be a coincidence." He Shan knew this very well in his heart.

"She couldn't save the world, so she wants me to save the world?"

"Where is the calamity?"

He Shan casually put the lunch box on the stone platform and walked out of the church slowly.

In the early hours of the morning, a huge chimney not far away was emitting black smoke, the air was filled with a grainy feeling that made it difficult to breathe, and drunk drunks were lying in the stinky ditches by the roadside, and poorly dressed prostitutes were counting the money with their faces sluggish.

There wasn't even a single bird in the foggy sky, and the sky was already occupied by the smoky smoke.

This is the city of Pozval, an industrial city located in the southeastern corner of the Fernan.

He Shan was a little dazed, this world is not as boundless as the infinite expansion of the universe, nor is it that the dimensional world is separated by space, according to common sense, it should be able to sense the existence of calamity, even if the universe is not too far away.

But it is said that there is no calamity in this world.

But how can a world flowing down the bitter sea be free from calamity?

"And that bet is also quite problematic, I have to save this world before I leave, that woman has failed once more than a thousand years ago, this world has not been destroyed for more than a thousand years, and the devil knows when it will be destroyed."

"If I can't save this world, won't I be stuck here forever?"

"Is there a conspiracy, or is it ......"

He Shan remembered the familiar style of clothes on the woman's body, and smiled helplessly, "Do you want to accept your love again, Xuan Tianjun?" ”

As a person who was able to leave the world and enter the sea of bitterness to explore in his heyday, He Shan believed that that guy was once definitely an immortal-level existence.

He thought that if he had anything to do with the 7429 world in the future, he would go back there and kill the mastermind behind the scenes, but he didn't expect that it was less than a hundred years before he ran into Xuan Tianjun's old friend, and they were trying to save themselves.

"I don't want to leave so much, the most important thing now is to find out the disaster."

He Shan cleared the trivial distractions in his mind, took two steps forward, turned around and returned to the church, stuffed the two bean cakes that were still warm with residual warmth, a small dry meat steak, and a fruit that had been peeled off the ugly skin and pitted into his stomach, washed the lunch box, and put it back on the stone platform, and then officially set off.

The style of painting of this world civilization is very similar to the feeling of the steam age in England on Earth, Europe, with cars and carriages running side by side, nobles and merchants arguing in the parliament, and royalty reigning supreme.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Downtown, where Lady Doom's last church in Pozval is located.

The lower city is dirty, messy, poor, and full of filth, and can almost be said to be a civilized desert.

The law is completely out of force here, the gangs are dominant, and the police are shy away from it, and the only police station is in collusion with various gangs, which is called a greyhound by the locals.

'Those greyhounds are more vicious than gang gangsters'

This is the impression He Shan read from the heads of Owen workers, which shows what good things the police have done.

He Shan, who had just landed in the church yesterday, spent the whole night trying to read minds to everyone around him, combined with his extremely developed brain, yesterday he was a visitor from another world, and today he can already disguise himself as a qualified local aboriginal in Xiacheng.

The only problem is that appearances such as appearance and height really don't match poverty.

It's not that suddenly appearing in a church can be regarded as an oracle.

He Shan was tall and mighty, heroic-looking, and exuded an incompatible temperament, and Owen firmly believed in his identity.

After all, there are stories of divine angels who suddenly came down to save the church and believers.

"This place, we should have moved out sooner." He Shan caught a glimpse of a dirty hairy child squatting on the stinky ditch on the side of the street and opening a large trumpet, a few meters away from the child, there was a breakfast shop.

He Shan didn't care about this kind of sanitary conditions, but he was also awkward in his heart, eating and pulling were only a few meters away, who could stand it.

And I'm afraid that old Owen's body is not very good.

Even if He Shan didn't ask Owen to provide for him, Owen offered food and clothes because of Ms. Doom, but after all, he suffered it, and he always thought that there was a love in his heart.

"Puff, puff!"

A strong man with a topless body and a dagger at his waist was swaggering through the market, and the drunk man who was originally prostrate on the stinky ditch suddenly jumped up, the blade in his hand slashed at his neck, and slender blood gushed out.

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