I am God

Xiu Zhe looked at Ophelia who was kneeling on the ground and weeping softly, and didn't know what to say, while Isadora squatted beside Ophelia and comforted her in a low voice.

As for the others, they didn't feel much, and they were not familiar with Brian. Although they felt admiration for this old man who dared to stand up and burn his remaining life to obtain the book of truth for the GBL religion, they just mourned a little in their hearts.

After a long while, Ophelia stood up, wiped away the tears on both sides of her cheeks, tied the necklace that only the leader is qualified to wear behind her neck, turned around, and said with a forced smile: "Everyone, please follow me, the Book of Truth needs I will solve your doubts in the special quiet room of Zangshu Pavilion, and only one by one can enter the quiet room."

"We are not too anxious. This big whale seems to be still in the extreme south. Even if we know the answer we want to know, we can't go down here. The funeral of your former leader can also be resolved first." Barn and Ah Gan Zuo exchanged eyes and smiled slightly.

Seeing Ophelia looking at him, Xiu Zhe also shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think you should also adjust your state now, and don't be in a hurry."

Ophelia nodded when she heard the words of the backbone, "The funeral of the former leader Brian does not need to be specially arranged. Every leader has already made a spirit card when he took office, and it only needs to be placed in the memorial hall. That’s fine. How about this, at seven o’clock tomorrow morning, I’ll use the Book of Truth to solve your doubts, Xiu Zhe, is it convenient for you?”

Albert and Kelly looked at Yong Shili whose complexion changed with a little ambiguity in their eyes, snickering in their hearts and had another good show to watch.

Xiu Zhe didn't pay attention to Yong Shili's eyes, he knew what kind of expression Yong Shili had now.

Seeing Ophelia's generous appearance, it was impossible to express his love to him, Xiu Zhe nodded and agreed to leave the room with Ophelia, but Yong Shili, who wanted to catch up and eavesdrop, was stopped by A Ganzuo .

"Are you so unconfident in yourself? You have been with Xiu Zhe so many times, you can't hold his heart in your own hands, and you can conquer Xiu Zhe with Ophelia? You underestimate him too much." With yourself." A-Gump left with a disdainful smile and said.

Yong Shili gradually calmed down when she heard A-Ganzuo's words, she did lose her composure, and immediately took a few deep breaths of air to calm down the uneasiness in her heart.

While flipping through the Marcel diary that Brian gave her, Ofelia took Xiu Zhe out of the library to a small pavilion and sat on a stone bench.

The breeze blew on the two of them, and Ophelia's long red hair swayed slightly with the breeze, and she brushed a strand of disobedient hair behind her ears and raised her head to look at Xiu Zhe.

"Did Uncle Marcel say something?"

Xiu Zhe shrugged and said, "He didn't have any last words. The black nightmare that plagued the Arad continent also appeared on Marcel. That thing squeezed Marcel's body into a human body. When I found out and solved the black nightmare At the time, Marcel had only one bone left, by the way, your forbidden technique is out of body, but why does Marcel have a real body?"

Ofelia sighed and handed Marcel's diary to Xiu Zhe, "Look at it."

Xiu Zhe took the diary and looked at it intently:
'Most of the GBL believers don't know about the Secret Society, Bloody Purge.In fact, I only learned of its existence for the first time when I was secretly appointed as the head of this group today.
The purpose of this group is simple: hide in the dark, secretly execute those who betray our teaching or violate the teachings'

'Under the spiritual attack of Rotes, we GBL believers have no chance to resist, we can only kneel down and pray'

'Although I am not willing to see the legacy that originated from Lelis Begulans go to destruction silently for hundreds of years, I am helpless. However, today will not be the anniversary of the death of the GBL religion, because there is a book that only inherits For the head of the bloody purification and the leader of GBL, the forbidden curse document is right!Compared with fighting with Rotes and sacrificing meaninglessly, selling one's soul to the devil for survival is the long-term solution.One day, I will be able to defeat Rooters and restore the glory of GBL'

'I may not be able to continue this diary anymore, but my unquenchable grievances will become the lifeblood connecting the history of GBL.One day, those who regain the glory of the GBL religion will surely appear.For this future, I leave my traces all over the temple. '

'My guess that Rotus' mental attack could not enter the belly of the Skyveil Behemoth was confirmed.Now, although my original body was broken, I borrowed the body of a believer to be reborn. '

'Although I lost my body, the fire of hope is already burning in my soul!My revenge plan has also begun (this body does not need to be bound by the circadian rhythm adjustment such as sleep, which is really an unexpected convenience.)'

'Even if they are dominated by the spirit of Rotes, they are still my important companions.Now, however, their numbers are dwindling..'

'It was not a natural death.It must have been a blessing to me that some powerful group came to the back of the Skyveil Behemoth.The cultists who died under their hands will be freed from their spiritual domination, and I will be able to resurrect them.If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before a complete temple is built here.The time for revenge is getting closer! '

'My body is constantly decaying, and my memory is slowly fading away.This is the punishment given to me by the taboo spell.But in the gaps of the disappearing memories, they are filled with hatred for the demon who destroyed my GBL religion—Rotes!If someone can read this diary, I must have become a prisoner of hatred.Even so, it doesn't matter!As long as I can personally... tear Rotus into pieces with my own hands, I am willing to give my soul! '

The diary ended here, and Xiu Zhe closed the book, sighed slightly, looked at Ophelia with the same complicated expression, and said, "The Marcel we saw should be affected by the black nightmare and finally lost his mind, but It does not rule out the possibility that he became so crazy without the target of revenge, but in any case, he is already dead, and with his death, a large number of the souls of the believers who were resurrected by him also returned to where they should go."

"Thank you..." Ophelia said softly, but Xiu Zhe just waved his hands and said, "The price you pay for saving a thousand believers is to kill 99 believers. There is no need to say thank you to an executioner like me." .”