Ning Feng knew very well whether the other party was joking.
The previous questioning and the confusion at the moment were all telling Ning Feng one thing.
The other party didn't know all this, it was the first time he knew it.
But it was precisely because he knew that the other party was not joking that he became even more...angry.
Like a king who is deep in the palace and can only hear the lies of his traitorous officials, he is immersed in the beautiful illusion of peace in the world.
He was always aloft and never looked down.
Even if it’s just a glance!
"This...ma'am, why are you silent?"
"Did you feel that the question you just asked was a bit ridiculous?"
"Your silence will be regarded as your acquiescence."
Forgive them? Give them a chance for redemption?
"If I give them a chance, who will give those poor people a chance?"
A god-like existence!
Your question is so ridiculous!
Taking another step forward, Ning Feng asked with a smile, staring into the other person's eyes.
Looking at the pure gold, he did not move away even if he felt the pain of his soul beginning to be burned and melted.
Ning Feng's eyes also lit up with golden light.
However, it was not divinity, but almost overflowing emotion.
That's anger.
Ning Feng is angry.
This was an emotion that was impossible for him before, but it filled his heart at this moment.
For the sake of those poor people who died tragically?
They have been gone for hundreds of years, and even if we erect monuments and pray for them now, it will not improve the past in any way.
The oppressors who sat on their heads died long ago, and there is no point in digging them out of their graves and flogging their corpses now.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust?
All dead?
Now that all the descendants of the golden bloodline have been killed, it can be regarded as revenge for those poor people, can everything be forgotten?
impossible……
Absolutely impossible!
In those tragic stories, the nobles certainly played an evil role, fully embodying their darkness and depravity.
But are the nobles who act as oppressors the only villains?
No.
Who stipulated that there can only be one villain in the story?
"I have a new question here... In those stories, what role do you think the Church of God played in them?"
Church of the Spirit.
"Did they lend a helping hand to the people who were in dire straits? Or did they bring the evil-doing nobles to justice and let the gods punish them?"
"None of them! They are not as kind as they say."
Yes, they did nothing.
"Priests did not bring oracles to mortals in their supplications, no saviors to save them from a dark fate."
"On the contrary, they are not only the accomplices of the nobles, but even the source of all tragedies."
"If they hadn't asked for more tribute, the nobles would not have raised taxes, and the tragedy that followed would not have happened."
Linked to each other, link to link.
"They were behind the scenes and adding fuel to the fire, using oracles to force the nobles to oppress the people, forcing the people to sell themselves into slaves, and then sent slave merchants to buy away those poor people."
"In the end, they will appear as saviors and rescue those people from the hands of slave traders."
"They call this [redemption], yes, it's what you mentioned before."
laugh.
Ning Feng sneered when he said this:
"There is no savior in this world, never has been."
"Those who would use the name of the savior to package themselves are only hypocritical liars and lies."
"Coincidentally, they are both."
In this era, pastors are both magicians and the biggest liars.
Speaking of this, Ning Feng suddenly felt the fluctuation of the other party's soul.
It was doubt, he was wondering why Ning Feng knew this so well.
"Why do I know?"
After being stunned for a moment, Ning Feng suddenly laughed:
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
He laughed loudly as if he heard something ridiculous, until tears came out of his eyes.
While laughing, Ning Feng let go of the thorn scepter and untied his robe.
Under the black robe is a strong and solid body, but the surface of the skin is covered with something else.
scars.
The criss-crossing hideous scars!
Burns, stab wounds, whip marks, lacerations...
The dense scars covered Ning Feng's body, forming a twisted and bloody picture.
And these are not the most amazing things.
What really made the air condense were the marks on Ning Feng's chest and back.
"Do you know what this is? The slave's certificate is also the so-called [slave's certificate]."
Slave traders would put their mark on their products to assert their sovereignty.
"Being born as the son of a humble slave, you don't think I can escape that fate, do you?"
Putting on his clothes and robe, Ning Feng covered up the scars on his body and returned to his previous relaxed appearance.
"Of course, not everyone will share in this salvation. They will only select worthy and gifted believers among those people and declare them worthy of salvation."
"Those who are left behind can atone for their sins in another way. The church will let them buy [indulgence coupons] to wash away their sins."
"When the last value is squeezed out, and those poor people who are driven to despair and have no other way out can no longer get any more, they will declare that his sin is too deep and he needs to go through more physical suffering before he can be saved."
"The rest... naturally leave and let them fend for themselves."
As for how it survives on its own, that's very intriguing.
In the severe winter without food, there seems to be no way out, but if you are willing to leave everything behind... there are still many ways to choose from.
However, they have already fallen from the moment they choose a place.
They will fall into the abyss step by step and eventually lose their qualifications as human beings.
Are they to blame?
They are just powerless mortals, helpless against the waves of fate.
So for those poor people, is the only option left to curse their fate?
"No!"
The gold in Ning Feng's eyes became even brighter, and there was another color in it... red?
No, it's scarlet!
Anger burned in his soul, but contrary to his furious heart, Ning Feng's appearance was always gentle and calm.
Almost touching the other person's face, he said:
"So, is this just an independent act of the Church of God?"
"Do you think the gods really don't know anything?"
"Are they so ignorant? They can only let their pastors deceive them?"
"No!"
"They knew it, they knew it from the beginning."
The pupils of his eyes turned completely scarlet, but Ning Feng's smile became even brighter.
He said:
"So...they are the ones who deserve to be cursed."