As time passed, disappointment enveloped the square.

Not only the city of Root, but also the survivors of other cities in the oasis, as well as the Allied countries and the coalition government, are watching everything that is happening in the city of Root through live broadcasts.

For those who believe or hope that the miracle of the God of Life can befall them, Ricott's words are undoubtedly a blow to them.

In fact, no one is interested in the infighting of different denominations, except for Ricott and those who sincerely believe in the God of Life.

The name of the church and the cult is determined by the ultimate victor, and it has been so since ancient times, and those who follow the dynamics of the oasis closely hope to witness a real miracle and find the key to the fight against this unknown epidemic.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

There was applause from the crowd.

It was the cultists who applauded Ricott's "wise" strategy, and after their identities were revealed, the cultists simply took off their disguises, "It's you, the messenger of the god of life, who was able to think of a way to screen us in such a short period of time, and designed such a realistic ritual, congratulations, you managed to find us from the crowd." ”

They allow proliferating plants to control their bodies.

It was then that the people in the square panicked to find that the dark clouds hanging overhead had changed, and more and more dark clouds had gathered, and their shapes had become extremely strange, and when they looked up, everyone felt that there was something hidden above the dark clouds.

Something was hovering over the city of Root, looking down on them condescendingly.

In the eyes of the unknown being, the people gathered in the square were like tiny ants.

This feeling of overwhelming people is in line with people's imagination of gods, for whom the whole world is nothing more than their chessboard.

Outside of Root, those who follow the live broadcast can experience the fear that comes from the bottom of their hearts, an instinct imprinted into their genetic sequence, even through the screen.

"But at the same time, Ricott, it's just so disappointing."

The cultist's speech continued, "We have sincerely believed in the power of the God of Life to work until now, are you trying to tell me that the God of Life today can neither stop the spread of this plague, nor can he give rest to the souls of those who once placed their hopes in Him?" The only thing he can do now is to provoke infighting in the church and get rid of a few cultists to vent his anger? ”

The survivors were in an uproar.

This made the cultist even more proud, "But this can't be helped, after all, time has passed, and his power has passed to the point where it is not what it looks like, I'm afraid that there is no one in ten who can describe his current situation, a hundred?" No, maybe one hundred and fifty, making a giant tree in the lira is already his limit. ”

As he spoke, the stench of decay spread through the square.

When the plants that grew out were covered in corrosive gases, they quickly withered, and the cultists broke free from the cage woven by the plants with a single flick.

"But this is far from the limit of this plague, the oasis is just the beginning, and it will not be long before it spreads to every country...... Coalition governments, neutral allies, and even any corner of the world, and that's the power that the gods should have! ”

"What do you want to do?"

Some in the crowd questioned the cultists.

"It's a screening mechanism."

The cultist rolled up his sleeves, revealing the mark on the back of his hand, "Of course, those who have been given the mark by the new gods will survive this plague and witness the dawn of a new era!" Just like during the Third War, the survivors will establish a new order on the land. ”

Once again, the crowd fell silent.

No one denounced the cultists, and everyone began to seriously consider the cultists' invitations.

Those who are given the mark are immune to the plague.

And for most people, what's even more tempting is ......

If they join the winners, they may be able to change the status quo and have a decent life after the new era arrives and the current world pattern is broken.

As for the name of the Cult of Life God and the cult is the most trivial issue, once the new gods that the cultists believe in win the war, they will naturally gain a natural reputation in the new era, and at that time, the remnants of the Cult of Life will be called the remnants of the cult.

So the only question they need to confirm now is, "You just said that the power of the God of Life has weakened dramatically, what is going on?" ”

"Don't listen to the rhetoric of the cultists!"

Ricott wanted to say something, but he soon found that attention was focused on the cultist, and no one looked at him again.

For a long time, the God of Life was the only hope for all to survive this plague, but now, the cultists offer them another possibility.

"If you don't believe me, listen to what the experts have to say."

With the signal of the cultist's eyes, everyone's attention shifted to the woman with the braided hair, who was almost executed by them as a cultist a few days ago, "She was an archaeologist with the largest chamber of commerce in the Allied countries, and she also touched the core secrets of the Oasis Peace Company. ”

"Huh?"

The archaeologist was a little confused, she really didn't expect the topic to shift to herself all at once.

She had left the Chamber of Commerce and accepted the invitation of the Oasis Peace Company because it had provided a reason that she could hardly refuse.

Her survival in archaeology was regarded as a miracle by the Chamber of Commerce, and the meteorite fragments brought back from the ruins were immediately preserved by the Chamber of Commerce as if they were treasures, and even she herself once believed that she was the chosen one favored by miracles.

However, the company revealed a startling fact to her.

She was never unique, the same miracle had happened 149 times between the Allies, and in those 149 miracles, each survivor was given an identical fragment, and it was according to the survivors' accounts that the company built churches for the Cult of Life.

At least before the plague spread, archaeologists believed the company's claims that it was all guided by the god of life.

"You should know that at present, except for the last fragment that fell into the hands of the Chamber of Commerce, the other 149 fragments are in the hands of the company."

“…… Well. ”

Despite their inner resistance to cultists, archaeologists have to admit this fact.

More than anger, there is indeed helplessness.

She found the last fragment, but before that, the rest of the fragments had fallen into the hands of the company, and if each fragment represented the power of the God of Life, then he really had less than one percent of his remaining power at the moment.

The archaeologist's nod became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the scales in people's hearts were completely ...... to the cultists Or rather, the denominations of the New Gods.

"Don't worry, for the arrival of this day, we have also asked an important person to witness the arrival of this day with us."

The cultists stopped the people who had begun to ask how to obtain the sigil, and turned their gaze to the other end of the square.

Lu Xiang was standing on the stairs in the distance.

"Lu Xiang, the head of the law enforcement department of the Seventeenth District, has repeatedly performed miracles in the coalition government since she was first known, and her fame once spread to the oasis, and she has become an object that even the Brotherhood does not dare to provoke easily."

The cultist shouted at Lu Xiang in the air, and his voice also raised a few points, "Drive the Foster family out of the seventeenth district, become the first newcomer in the history of the coalition government to be promoted to a three-star rescuer as soon as he joins, become the commissioner of the Void Investigation Bureau, and after making enemies with the Morgo family, this big family with a very high status in the coalition government has been wiped out in just a few days, what I just said is just the tip of the iceberg of Lu Xiang's legendary experience, but the question is, is all this really due to luck?" ”

"What exactly do you want to say?"

The archaeologist seemed to sense something, and asked eagerly.

In addition to being busy with church matters, she had heard the name Lu Xiang more than once during her days at the Oasis Peace Company, and for the company's top brass, the public officials of this coalition government were as important as their future plans.

"Aren't you curious? If these 149 fragments came from the God of Life, why did He watch his own power fall into the hands of others, and even end up being used against Him? ”

The cultist waved his arms, "The only explanation is that in that turmoil that we don't know about, his consciousness and power were forced to separate, so that the forces scattered throughout the covenant fell into an uncontrolled state!" ”

"You mean ......"

"It's her, the detached consciousness has fallen into the coalition government, an academy called Daystar, and although the current dean tries his best to cover it up, they still emerge from the cracks in the stone like earthworms...... After leaving District 4, you made a special trip back to Daystar Academy, am I right, Director Lu? ”

Facing the cultist's questioning, Lu Xiang tensed up.

The conversation was not in her plans.

Lu Xiang, who had always been known for her instability in the face of danger, was rarely at a loss, because she knew that Fang Cai's conversation had spread to every corner of the world through live broadcast, and her teachers, friends, classmates, and everyone in the law enforcement department of the 17th District would eventually know about it.

An unprecedented sense of shame enveloped her.

This feeling......

It's like a female supervisor who is majestic on weekdays.,Suddenly someone revealed the black history of being a magical girl when she was young.。

That's right, that's how strange the atmosphere is right now.

Religion has long since fallen out of the Coalition Government since the Dark Ages, and this is a foreign subject to any of them.

And now, she is accused of having done the work of the god of life.

"The consciousness of the God of Life is so far away from her power, if the place where you fell at that time was an oasis or any of the Allied countries, I'm afraid everything would be different, right?"

Encounter your first fragment of power by chance and retrieve your own memories.

If this is the beginning, the journey of the God of Life on earth will probably be much smoother than it is now.

You will not be excluded from the academy, nor will you lose the position you applied for, and you will be exiled to the 17th district and forced to start from the bottom.

"But you've wasted more than two decades and missed the best chance to reclaim your power...... It's not so much misfortune as fate as it all comes, which also means that fate has made a choice, and a new era will come! ”

It was noon, which should be the sunniest time of the day, but at this moment, darkness enveloped the entire city of Lute.

The people located in the square gave up thinking.

They no longer wanted to think about what kind of existence was there that spied on them from above the clouds.

They only knew that even Lu Xiang, who was regarded as the consciousness of the god of life, did not refute the authenticity of this story.

That means that whether the new god is a thief or a robber, he now has almost all the power of the God of Life.

It is a real being, not a deity recorded in a religious text.

Return to the arms of the new gods.

This may be their only and last chance.

"Looks like you don't remember anything anymore."

The being above the clouds finally spoke, and every word he said echoed in people's ears like thunder.

The voice seemed to reveal intense disappointment.

This ceremony is not fake, and the miracle will indeed befall the oasis today.

It's just that what is staged is not the drama of the resurrection of the dead, but the moment when the new god ascends the throne.

The new gods will defeat the old gods in front of everyone and replace everything about Him.

But now it seems that the lost memory made Lu Xiang withdraw from this grand ceremony he had planned for a long time, and the process of defeating the old gods seemed to have lost his sense of accomplishment.

"A senior whom I respect very much once told me that God has nothing to do with will and faith, and that their existence is nothing but the accumulation of power, and as long as they have that power, anyone can appreciate the scenery of the upper world, and from that moment on, I took this sentence as the creed of life."

The path of faith is insignificant, even if it takes refuge in a whispering enemy.

The important thing is to get enough strength.

And now, he finally has the qualifications to appreciate the upper world, "but such an upright and sincere predecessor is called the devil by the ignorant people!" …… I don't need the last fragment anymore, I have the strength to fill the last gap. ”

"Congratulations, your philatelic game is going well."

Lu Xiang looked up at the sky, and it was not easy to get rid of the almost boundless sense of shame.

In the face of the endless talk of 'corruption', it is a bit rude for her to say nothing.

So she took a step back and put her hands on Song Lan's shoulders.

"However, you got one thing wrong, and the past twenty years have not been wasted."

For a while, everyone's attention shifted to Song Lan, who was pushed in front of him by Lu Xiang.

- "My philately collection is also complete. ”

The small theater of its two hundred and ninety:

Saturday, noon

Under the co-chairmanship of Song Lan and Lu Xiang, the first naming competition of the insect swarm was in full swing, and in order to ensure the fairness and justice of the competition, they invited the most professional team of judges.

They are Guan Lili, the former gold agent of Crow Pictures, RT6, the artificial intelligence fashion master, and the fair and just incarnate Captain Dragonfly.

At this moment, at the venue of the round of 16, a fierce impromptu naming competition is being staged.

"Is this what it looks like to be in the round of 16? I don't think that's it. ”

Song Lan sat in the audience with her hands around her chest and a proud face.

"You top 32 players don't talk about it."

Lu Xiang sneered.

She and Song Lan were divided into different groups, so on the first day of the competition, they met in the finals.

"You are also a top 32 player, what right do you have to laugh at me!"

Only on the issue of naming, it is difficult for Song Lan to maintain a peaceful mind.

The reality is that after the first day of the game, the husband and wife both returned home, and they could only sit in the audience to participate in the subsequent games.

Song Lan said, "Since they are all top 32, then let's count this competition as a draw, when we meet in the next competition, it will not be so simple." ”

"You don't have to wait until the next competition."

Lu Xiang, who had been prepared, took out the support rate that Bai Zhu had just sent to her, "Except for the 'King' and the Devourer, everyone else has put the 'worst contestant' ticket on your head...... It's useless to refute! ”

Lu Xiang had already prepared the content of the punishment, "I remember if you still have a nickname, from now on, you will be called Potato." ”

(End of chapter)