Divine Throne of Primordial Blood Chapter 88: Dark-less Church
Lionheart City is located to the south of Yadun Duchy.
Here is a dream forest, with Inmenity River around his waist, backed by Gongyang Mountain, backed by mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and the convenience of the port. People here are relatively endowed with life, so it is one of the most desirable beautiful cities .
But a sudden plague changed all that.
The beauty of the past is gone, and the bustling city is fading.
People in distress can be seen everywhere in the city. The once crowded streets have now become Moncoloque. There were corpses, flames and ashes everywhere.
The curse destroys only people's lives, but fear ignites the madness in people's hearts. When the end is coming, thugs always come into being.
If the curse killed one-tenth of the people in the city, half of them were done by thugs.
Fearing the imminent death, they madly vented their emotions before death, created killings, and accelerated the decline of the city.
Walking on the long street and looking at the ruins, Brumslan's heart is half as hard as iron, without moving.
He knows exactly what he is doing.
For the millions of lives of primordial world, he must not be relentless, otherwise it may be the decline of the entire subject world wise race.
Even if he rescued world in a guilty way, he was willing to do it alone.
Assuming all these sins.
This is the consciousness that any leader must have!
But on the contrary, killing is not the purpose, but the means. If there is a way to not kill, naturally it is better to use no killing!
"Save ... Save us ..." A beggar lying on the side of the road asked Brumslan deep take action.
Brumslan tilted his head and looked at him.
It is different from the beggars along the way. The beggar in front of him, wearing a shabby but gorgeous brocade, a fat body and a white face all show that this person was not noble clan before, it should be Rich businessman.
It was everything that plague destroyed him.
Brumslan walks over: "What's your name?"
"Bar ... Bannister ... stutter for me ..." The beggar was powerless to answer.
"So Banister, do you believe in God?" Brumslan asked.
"I am the great Lord of Illusions devout believer."
"Is he good to you?"
"Okay?" Barnister was confused.
Is the **** I believe in good to myself?
Why is there such a ridiculous problem?
Banister didn't know what to answer for a moment.
Brumslan also said, "Where is your God when you encounter difficulties?"
After hearing this, Barnister trembled with excitement: "I just want to stutter, not to accept your slander!"
Brumslan passed a piece of white bread.
Barnister grabbed the noodles and ate them with a big mouthful.
Brumslan watched him quietly: "Answer me, where is your god?"
Bannister froze.
For a moment, he shook his head: "I don't know. I think ... let's be abandoned."
The words were low and sad.
God, aloof and above mundane things, and never cared about his people.
Brumslan stood up slowly: "But you still believe in him, right? You won't give up easily."
"What do you mean?" Barnister looked at Brumslan in confusion.
Then he was surprised to see that Brumslan's body exudes a circle of pale golden halo.
The light spread from under Brumslan's feet and came to Barnister. Barnister felt that his body eroded by the plague was rapidly improving.
I am recovering?
Bannister stared at himself ecstatically.
The damage caused by the plague is on his way, and Barnister's whole body has become spirit.
Looking up at Brumslan standing in front of him, Barnister suddenly blessed himself and fell down on his knees: "My great God, have you finally come to rescue your poor servant?"
Brumslan coldly said: "I'm not Lord of Illusions."
What?
Bannister looks at Brumslan.
Brumslan said: "The servant I serve is the greatest sacred ancestor Dark-less Heaven, which is the greatest glorious existence in this world."
"Dark-less Heaven God?" Barnister asked in confusion.
In the impression, there is no such god.
Brumslan is talking about Dark-less Heaven, while Barnister is talking about Dark-less Heaven God.
I wanted to correct him, but Brumslan thought for a while, and gave up the idea after all.
The people of world lived under the rule of All Gods for a long time, and their obedience to All Gods had already penetrated the bone marrow.
It's okay to let them change to worship, and to let them not believe in God means that they have no faith.
In this case, Dark-less Heaven God is Dark-less Heaven God.
Brumslan nodded indifferently.
After seeing Brumslan admitting, Barnister suddenly realized.
He looked at the sacred face of Brumslan, gritted his teeth, and finally shouted, "Bannister, I would like to worship Dark-less Heaven God from now on, and give me everything for the gods!"
"So, then ... come with me."
Brumslan turned and walked away, Barnister quickly climbed up and followed Brumslan.
"That ... sir ..." Barnister carefully worded the wrong sentence.
He doesn't know what to call Brumslan.
"Call me Elon." The name Brumslan can no longer be used, only a different one.
"Good Mr. Elon, I would like to ask, why have I never heard of the name of my Lord before? oh, this is not my intentional profanity, it is really my ignorant ..."
"Well, it's not your fault, because my Lord never appeared before that."
"Never appear?"
"Yes, my Lord is not interested in everything in this world. He will only appear when the world is about to fall into chaos and world appears dark."
Uh, this isn't quite right, right?
Are there fewer dark days in human history?
Why did Dark-less Heaven God not come out at that time, but a plague came out.
Brumslan glanced at him: "Are you wondering? Do you doubt? Do you doubt?"
Banister thought: "Dare!"
"It's not surprising, after all, your vision is limited. You think this plague is the dark day, but you don't know, that's not what my Lord cares about at all, I don't know that it's just a real great terror A little prelude to the advent. "
"A real catastrophe?" Barnister stunned.
"Yes, the disaster of the world, even more than the disaster of the evening of All Gods." Brumslan said seriously.
A disaster beyond Dusk of All Gods? Disaster of the world?
Bannister is completely blind.
So this is why Dark-less Heaven God appeared.
He is the last Divine Protector of this world. It will only appear when world is plunged into extinction. Save the world and charge believer?
Under the temptation of Brumslan, Barnister finally began to believe that Dark-less Heaven God is the real guardian of this world.
The final line of defense. The current Mr. Elon is the representative of the will of Dark-less Heaven God, Pope of Dark-less Church.
Of course, because of the new church, there are only two of them.
But Barnister doesn't care.
In a way, this is a good thing. After all, he has seen Dark-less Heaven God means. As long as Dark-less Heaven God can clear up the plague, then Lion Heart City will soon have a large number of non-dark religions. At that time, he was the first to follow Dark-less Heaven God, and he was also a Bishop.
Yes, at this moment Barnister has a comprehensive development plan.
He was originally a successful businessman, with a smart mind, but the plans of people are inferior to those of heaven, a plague destroyed him.
But now he gets a chance to climb up again and never let it go.
Under the leadership of Barnister, Brumslan soon saw a group of merchants infected by the plague.
The reason why there was no large-scale treatment in the beginning was because Brumslan had to find some effective men first. Those who live at the bottom have no education, short-sightedness, and often very strong beliefs. noble clans is mostly waste and it is not very useful.
Presumably, businessmen are the best choice.
Merchants exist for the sake of profit, and whoever benefits them will follow them. If the position is not stable, it is easy to win. The long-term experience of trading company has given them insightful knowledge, rich connections, and a smart mind.
Brumslan took these businessmen as their team. After clearing the plague for them, it turned out that most of the businessmen chose to convert, and Brumslan suddenly became rich and rich.
The Dark-less Church is no longer shabby, the next step is naturally to build your own church and accept the believers.
But this is a problem.
Because each **** has his own territory, this is the site of Lord of Illusions. Building a church here is undoubtedly a battle with the Church of Fantasy Dreams.
Brumslan does not intend to go to war directly.
He is now like a seed just buried in the ground. It still needs time to water, germinate and grow.
The merchants, believer, apparently do not plan to fight against the Church of Fantasy.
So after discussion, they decided to leave here and trigger elsewhere.
world is very large. The total has some has not been developed yet, so that they can have their own foothold.
The plague is widespread. As long as Dark-less Church can lift the plague, then there is no need to worry that no one will come.
So, after determining the core team, Brumslan walked with his people in the city.
Brumslan is responsible for saving people, his Bishop, and the priests are responsible for spreading the doctrine.
The doctrine was made up by a large group of people the night before.
The fact that there are no existing doctrines is a matter of doubt. But before the threat of death, before the huge benefits, all this matters.
Since Dark-less Church can save the world, it is believed.
The logic of business people is sometimes simple.
Pope helps people, Bishop spreads doctrine, priests donate food, and Dark-less Church is organized in this way. Everywhere, a large number of people who were spread by the plague were rescued. A considerable part of this will naturally transform the believer of the city Dark-less Church.
Where Brumslan goes, believer will follow, and the momentum will become stronger and stronger ...
It's also a way of exploiting faith, healing people, and creating false gods. It's definitely healthier than killing people.
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