Bishop Glat looked at the information in his hands.

The Outrey Empire is about to enter the Thirteenth District.

Recently, the defense line of St. Living City has been almost broken, which is a surprise for the entire Hegette Kingdom.

Because before this, the Kingdom of Hegette had no plans for the crackdown of the city of St. Livan.

Bishop Glat has always had plans for this, and even a few months ago, he was paying attention to the situation at the border.

He has always been a very smart person.

However, even he felt that the situation was a bit tricky this time.

"If you use those believers to resist the mechas of the Outre Empire for a while, it would be considered a way."

"After all, if they are killed, the Ole Empire will face an unprecedented moral crisis and will be criticized by others internationally."

"Also, believers in other countries will also accuse the Ole Empire, although this cannot shake the fundamentals for the Ole Empire."

"But... enough."

It was enough for Bishop Glat to arrange all the way out.

Bishop Glater had already come up with several ideas in his mind, and arranged everything one by one.

He was even thinking about how to gather all these believers and make them willingly become hostages to resist those mechas.

Perhaps, Andyya's child is indeed somewhat predictable.

At least he did predict that some disasters were about to happen.

However, even God cannot stop some things.

Just like Grat.

He never believed in God.

Is this a big joke?

As a cardinal, Grat actually doesn't believe in God.

However, this did not hinder the development of more and more believers in Gratt.

In fact, in a sense, Grat and Qifeng are doing the same thing.

However, Grat is using "God" as a target to attract believers, while Qifeng is using "generals" as a target to attract the public.

The Thirteenth District and the First City, two completely different cities, both carry a hint of the same atmosphere.

After so many years, Grat has made a very deep layout in the Thirteenth District.

He believed that with just one word of his own, these believers would rush forward for the sake of that "God".

Absolutely no one can disrupt his plan, nor can anyone shake his followers.

Gratt thought so confidently.

Who can resist those terrible Outreach mechas?

About ten years ago, Grat had faced those mechas head-on, which was his lifelong nightmare.

Ten years ago, Gratt didn't know how he successfully defended District 13.

No one can resist them.

Under Glater's firm thought, one order after another of the believer's call was distributed among the streets and alleys of the Thirteenth District and was seen by countless believers.

Gratt was originally full of confidence, but in the end there were still some irrelevant trivial matters that would occasionally disrupt his plans.

"What happened in a small restaurant in the East District?"

A latest piece of information was sent to Grat's hands, and he frowned slightly as he looked at the information.

It says that a group of believers have experienced something. Their spirit is "Please Call Me to Steal the Literature", remember the website: m1 trance.

Someone murmured with his head down.

Some people are confused and try to ask some questions, but as long as they ask a little more, they will tremble desperately.

Someone even kept muttering, "God, I saw God..."

"That's definitely God..."

Such strange reactions of these people naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Almost all the parties involved couldn't tell what happened that day.

And the only person who looks very normal in spirit is a little girl.

However, the little girl disappeared from the small restaurant that day, and no one knew where she went.

According to the information, it seemed that a man with a very conspicuous appearance walked into the small restaurant that day.

Not long after, the man left the restaurant again, and the little girl seemed to have left with the man.

"What kind of guy is that man?" Glater frowned and looked at the information in his hand.

The bishops in front of him all lowered their heads and did not dare to look up at him.

Glater read the information from beginning to end, especially his eyes stayed on the report for a long time.

[All things in the room were shattered, like a large beast broke in, and then encountered a tornado again...]

It seems... there is something unpopular about it.

Where is that man now? What did he do with that little girl?

...

Zhu Xianyue glanced at the little girl beside her.

This little girl has been very quiet since she was taken out of the crowd by Zhu Xianyue yesterday, and she is so well-behaved that it makes people feel a little distressed.

Zhu Xianyue actually asked her that day.

"Do you want to go with me? Your family is here,"

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay here with them."

The little girl hesitated for a while, but soon shook her head firmly.

Zhu Xianyue glanced at her expression, then looked up at the crazy crazy believers in front of her, turned around and picked up the little girl, and then slowly went out.

...That day, in that small restaurant.

When the man came over to ask Zhu Xianyue, the atmosphere present was indescribable.

The believers stared at Zhu Xianyue, as if they were about to tear her into pieces in the next second.

This horrifying atmosphere would probably not be able to bear if most people were able to bear it.

Especially those who are staring at Zhu Xianyue at this moment are actually a group of ordinary people with mild smiles just now.

The woman who was closest to Zhu Xianyue and was staring at her tightly, obviously just now, a woman with a gentle, restrained, and even a little weak smile.

Zhu Xianyue looked at her and suddenly felt like she was watching a horror movie.

The people around them were like someone suddenly took their souls and replaced them with something else.

"They seem to really believe in their gods." Zhu Xianyue said to Xiaobai.

"Did my brother often see such eyes before?"

Everyone was looking at Zhu Xianyue with a faint look of forced eyes.

It was a look of wanting to make an incompatible person become his own person.

When a sober person stands among a group of drunken people, he is the one who is most out of place. In the end, perhaps he will become silent, or he will get drunk together and fall into endless madness.

Zhu Xianyue looked at the little girl named Ami, and she looked very uncomfortable since she was just now.

However, she was always held in her arms by her mother, so she couldn't struggle and could only stand there.

She had been looking at Zhu Xianyue with a worried look, and something that seemed to be crystal clear in her eyes was about to drip.

In the eyes of this little girl, she may have seen such scenes countless times.

She has lived in such a scene since she was a child and experienced this invisible atmosphere.

Zhu Xianyue sometimes understands this feeling.

Because if she really wanted to say that, she grew up in this kind of environment.

Zhu Xianyue glanced at the people around her.

This kind of person can be regarded as a terrible bondage to that little girl.

This little girl is very smart. She has realized this kind of restraint since she was a child, but she can't escape it.

Humans are creatures that are very good at deceiving themselves.

Perhaps over time, she will naturally adapt to this feeling without feeling anything wrong.

However, Zhu Xianyue didn't want her to adapt to this feeling.
To be continued...