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Chapter 64

Virgo? Isn’t this a galaxy? How do you think it is an organization?

Messier? What kind of powerful person is he?

Being an old friend of Bai Yukyo's Michiko, he must be quite capable.

I seem to have heard of Virgo somewhere...

Cheng An was confused and curious at the same time, and wanted to ask him to continue explaining immediately to satisfy his desire for knowledge.

Then.

"What, it's amazing?"

Cheng An raised his head, his nostrils pointed upward, looking arrogant and domineering, as a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

"...I was wrong, I shouldn't have talked to you like this! You stupid, ignorant, arrogant, crazy inner demon!"

Daozi choked hard.

Then, he closed his eyes, convinced himself, and said:

"Messier was the first and last pope of the Church of Light. He was active in the early Fourth Age and lived for more than five hundred years. In his later years, an unknown disaster occurred and he went crazy;

"After that, the Church of Light, which was once at its peak and one of the most powerful divine religions in the Western Continent, completely degenerated and turned into a cult that everyone wanted to beat."

Daozi's tone was a little tired, but he still insisted on conducting a science popularization for his "silly and cute inner demon".

That’s how it turns out…

Cheng An's heart tightened and he discovered a problem.

The current time on the other side is the year 1334 of the Fifth Era.

Then why would Daozi say that the first pope of the Church of Light, who was active at the beginning of the last century, was his old friend?

As a 'fearless inner demon', Cheng An asked this question directly without any scruples.

Po Zhenzi chuckled and said, "He is just crazy, not dead.

"The Church of Light is still surviving to this day, and everyone is crying out for beatings. This is all due to him;

"For more than a thousand years, he has continuously influenced believers, making them either like to blaspheme their relatives, or pull people around them to self-immolate. I suspect that he is not far away from becoming a god."

Become a god?!

Cheng An's eyes froze.

Speaking of this, Po Zhenzi showed an expression of disdain and some jealousy, and added: "Virgo has a righteous god and two subordinate gods. The current evil god and the former righteous god, the King of Light, are also

At the beginning of the Quaternary Period, the response was lost;

"As for the two subordinate gods, one is called Xibacus. It was captured alive long ago and imprisoned in the Zulong Palace in Taixuanjing. In the Eastern Continent, it is also called Spica.

"As for the other one, Messier is the one who went crazy. Now the position of the Virgo God is vacant. He is the only secondary god. Sooner or later, he can become the new King of Light!"

In other words, human beings can really become gods...even if they are crazy.

But what if there was a way not to go crazy?

For a moment, Cheng An was shocked and yearned at the same time.

"Have you met members of the Church of Light outside?" Daozi asked.

"yes."

There is nothing to hide. Cheng An asked by the way: "Is there anything I should pay attention to when meeting them?"

"It's not a big deal. Don't be captured by them. Just go for the baptism of light. Of course, you are the inner demon yourself, and baptism will not work for you."

Daozi explained a few words casually and didn't say much in this regard.

This made Cheng An somewhat regretful. He still wanted to get more information from this old monster.

At this time, Daozi rolled his eyes a few times, suddenly pursed his lips, pointed at the 'sun' in the sky of the spiritual world, and said: "This thing is always hanging in the sky, it's a bit of an obstruction, please move it out."

"Um?"

Cheng An suddenly grasped every detail.

This guy seems to be a little afraid of this drop of divine blood?

"Why?" Cheng An asked with interest.

Daozi curled his lips and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I'm used to dim weather, and you suddenly made it as bright as day, which made me feel a little uncomfortable, or...

Daozi suddenly changed the topic: "Didn't you agree that I would help you keep the divine blood to prevent the God of War from knowing that you are a blasphemer? Please bring it to me!"

for you?

I need to do it, which shows that Daozi's constraints are not as serious as usual. Even if he is in the spiritual ocean, he cannot have any influence on the outside world...

Cheng An smiled inwardly.

Of course, this cannot be promised to him.

But he did not refuse directly. Instead, he lowered his head, showed two rows of white teeth, smiled a little nervously, and said loudly to Daozi: "Okay, I'll give it to you next time when I'm free!"

With that said, Cheng An opened his eyes and left the spiritual ocean.

He pressed the flusher and made a loud sound to alert people outside.

"Messier, the God of Virgo, the first pope of light, a madman who is about to become a god...

"It seems that these remnants of the Church of Light can obtain the response from this god through sacrifices, prayers and other rituals, and thus be cursed to pollute their minds."

Cheng An thought about the information he got and touched his chin.

He decided to stay away from these madmen so as not to be unknowingly influenced and contaminated by the so-called "baptism", and think about self-immolation in sacrifice to the evil god all day long.

"The eight cultists upstairs are dead, and there are still seven ordinary believers left. The guards should have caught them all. It's time for me to go out. Otherwise, if I stay in the toilet for too long, I will be suspected of having some problems.

Other problems."

Cheng An walked out and washed his hands in the sink.

Suddenly, the sound of panicked footsteps was heard outside the toilet.

Then, a fat middle-aged man ran in, slammed the door and locked it with his backhand.

His face turned pale as he ran, his forehead and cheeks were covered in sweat, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was panting like an ox.

While he was resting, he put his hands on his knees and muttered to himself:

"Impossible, impossible, this is all their conspiracy!

"How could the God of Light be an evil god? She teaches us to love each other, be optimistic, and help and forgive others. These are very positive teachings!

"These murderous, despicable pagans, this is all slander!

"Damn it, damn it, why did you choose this time?

"I'm obviously almost done!"

He beat his thigh a few times in annoyance, and suddenly his body froze. He slowly raised his head and widened his eyes. He couldn't believe that there was someone else here.

Cheng An also twitched the corner of his mouth.

Uncle, you are a little too immersed in your own world!

After a moment, Cheng An's brows moved. After carefully observing the outline of the other person's face, he and the middle-aged man said in surprise at the same time: "It's you?!"

This middle-aged man was none other than the relatively wealthy businessman Cheng An met outside the city gate when he first arrived in the Chuitian Realm.

In order to enter the city, Cheng An also sold him a constant temperature suit and obtained the first pot of gold for his journey to another world.

What's going on with this guy? He was still a very hard-working businessman at that time. He was an optimistic man who would seek better living conditions for his daughter. He was a good father!

If he didn't go back and forth in the wilderness to do business, how could he come here and become a cultist?

"You..." Cheng An was about to speak, but his eyes were slightly stunned and fell on a black pistol held in his right hand.

As a result, the middle-aged businessman jumped up nervously, put the muzzle of his gun to Cheng An's head, and screamed: "Don't move!"

The muzzle of this man's gun was no more than 10 centimeters away from Cheng An's head.

Cheng Andeng was stunned for a moment.

Hiss, this is too close...

Why is it that everyone in this world has a gun, but I don’t...

This man is very nervous and scared. His fingers are trembling slightly. Help, don't tremble so hard, or you may accidentally fire!

With my double divine blood added to me, my speed alone is enough to kill him before he shoots...

But if I rashly attack the hand holding the gun, there is a high chance that it will go off, and I will be shot directly in the head, and we will die together...

I'm careless, but unfortunately both of my divine grace skills are offensive. Sprinting is about locking the target and rushing forward, not flashing in a free direction...

While Cheng An was thinking quickly, he frowned and said, "Brother, if you have anything to say, we are our own people. Have you forgotten? We have met before."

The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear and shouted as if he was about to collapse: "Don't move, raise your hands! Hurry up!"

As he spoke, his fingers tightened on the trigger.

"Don't be nervous! I won't move, I won't move!"

Cheng An shrank, stopped reaching behind his waist to take out a silver dagger, and hugged his arms behind his head as he was told.

"Man, relax! I'm not a threat to you, not at all, really!"

Cheng An comforted him while staring at his finger on the trigger.

From the corner of his eye, he looked for opportunities on the opponent's trembling thighs, abdomen and other muscles.

He has never been a person who resigns himself to fate. Even in this situation, Cheng An is not willing to hand over the power of life and death to others.

"No threat? Haha, do you think I'm blind?

"You are obviously wearing the divine robe of the Church of God of War, you damn heretic!"

The middle-aged man collapsed and shouted.

Cheng An rolled his eyes and said, "This is fake. If you don't believe me, I'll take off my clothes and show you."

"Forehead."

Hearing this, this middle-aged man's brain was also shut down.

So, he took a slight step back and said, "Then take off..."

Before he could even finish his sentence, his finger had just moved one centimeter away from the trigger when he saw Cheng An punching him fiercely.

"you!"

The middle-aged man was furious and was about to shoot, but it was too late.

As soon as his hand was empty, the gun was taken away by Cheng An, and Kaka was dismantled into parts all over the floor in a few clicks.

"..." The middle-aged man was stunned.

Cheng An threw the unloaded magazine aside and slapped it a few times.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!

"grass!"

"Playing with guns, right?"

"A cult, right?"

"Don't move, right?"

Cheng An opened his bow from left to right, and slapped loudly continuously. The middle-aged man's cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, several teeth were chipped, and blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that he was beaten so hard that he had no strength to change his hands, Cheng An stopped, kicked him, and asked, "Have you ever experienced baptism?"

The middle-aged man covered his face, spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and said incomprehensively:

"I have passed the baptism, and a seance ceremony will be held for me today to make me God's agent on earth!"

You are still so happy when death is imminent.

Cheng An rolled his eyes.

According to Captain Vera, these cultists, once baptized, will gradually become insane and advocate "harmony with light", which means burning themselves into ashes and blending into the light.

Moreover, baptism is a kind of curse pollution that is irreversible. In other words, this middle-aged man seems to be mentally normal, but in fact the seeds of madness in his bones are already sprouting...

"Forehead."

Cheng An glanced at the other party's eyes with enthusiasm and hope.

This seems to be abnormal anymore.

He complained, took out a silver short blade, and prepared to kill the potential arsonist.

"Priest, can you let me go?" the middle-aged man suddenly asked.

Cheng An laughed angrily at him. When you pointed the gun at me just now, did you ever think about letting me go?

There really isn't anything good about cultists.

Cheng An was not going to talk nonsense with this man, so he was going to raise his sword and drop it.

But I saw this middle-aged man’s eyes were distracted and he muttered to himself in a daze:

"Sir, please let me go, I won't do anything bad.

"I just want to see my daughter!

"I have been blessed by the God of Light. I have divine grace. I will be able to see my daughter right away, right away!

"Let me go..."

Cheng An hesitated for a moment, recalling in his mind the innocent and innocent girl he had glimpsed in his motorcade that morning, a clean girl who had not been contaminated by the world.

"What's wrong with your daughter? Is she sick?" Cheng An asked.

He had heard of similar situations in his previous life, and there were many cult organizations that used various gimmicks to attract people to join them, such as being able to cure evil diseases.

Hearing Cheng An ask about his daughter, the middle-aged man's eyes regained focus.

His ferocious and crazy eyes softened a lot, and he said hoarsely:

"You are right, my daughter is just sick, yes, she is just sick!

"Those pagans from the Life Church say that my daughter is dead, haha, these liars!

"Only the great God of Light will help me and wake up my daughter! Let our father and daughter meet again!"

The man said, looking at Cheng An again, and said: "You are really a knowledgeable priest. Although you have gone astray by believing in the God of War, it is not too late to convert to the great King of Light now!"

Haha, it’s better to avoid it...

Cheng An touched his chin, thinking that it seemed that this guy's daughter was seriously ill and unfortunately died, causing the father to become mentally disturbed, and people from the Light Church took advantage of it.

At the cost of "saving your daughter," their purpose is to recruit him into the society, baptize him, and please the God of Light. In fact, behind this is Messier, the pseudo-evil god.

Speaking of which, his daughter looked young, lively, youthful and cute, but she didn't expect that she would get such a serious disease and die of it at a young age.

Cheng An felt a little emotional, but this did not prevent him from killing this Illuminati cultist who had been [baptized].

Although he is pitiful, if he is allowed to leave, other innocent people will be killed.

"Close your eyes, I will send you to see your daughter later." Cheng An's tone slowed down.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he looked at Cheng An with ecstasy: "Really? Could it be that the God of War is also willing to bless me?"

Cheng An said: "Well, that's right, close your eyes."

"Okay, okay! Haha, praise the God of War, praise the light! Celia, dad is here to pick you up!"

The middle-aged man was incoherent and closed his eyes in excitement.

Card!

The sword flashed across, and a line of blood burst out from his throat.

Then, the man's head fell off completely, and blood overflowed.

His eyes were closed tightly, his death was almost painless, and there was still some smile left on his face.

"What a poor man."

Cheng An said a word of silence, passed over the man's body, and prepared to tell Katie that he had caught a fleeing Illuminati cultist who had been contaminated.

Suddenly, Cheng An's mind moved and he looked at the headless corpse.

Blisters appeared one after another on its skin, as if it had been burned by high temperatures;

Then, the fire ignited from inside, and in the blink of an eye, the body was burned into a pile of charcoal.

"After baptism, a believer will burn others to death, and his body will burn himself after death?

"Messier...this is really a crazy, perverted evil god!"


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