I, the only superpower on earth

A moment later, Mio Ito was led by the registrar and stepped into the interior of the "Fazhuang".

As soon as you enter the gate of "Fa Zhuang", you will see an empty space in front of you. Futons are spread on the ground, which must be the tools used by the believers to kneel and sit on the ground.

At the end of the empty field ahead, a huge stage stands on it. The stage was covered with red silk, and several staff members in uniforms were adjusting the sound test equipment on the stage.

Behind the busy staff, a huge portrait with a length and width of more than five meters was hung up. What was painted on it was the portrait of the King of Bliss with six hands and three heads.

"There are still twenty minutes until the time for the Master Teacher to give a sermon, and you came just in time."

The registrar warmly introduced Mio Ito, and reached out his hand quietly, wanting to hold Mio Ito's palm silently, but before his hand approached, the girl had already folded her chest and looked directly at The face of King Bliss Ming with erratic eyes was thoughtful.

"Wait a minute...will he speak in front of that portrait?"

"That's right—but in our King Ming Association, this is called 'preaching', or 'enlightenment', Mio-chan, you..."

The registrar followed Mio Ito's line of sight to the huge portrait of King Ming and said, but just as he was talking, he turned his head and wanted to explain to Mio Ito, and suddenly found that the girl had disappeared without a trace. There was only air left beside him.

"……Eh?

"...Mei-chan?"

The registrar turned his head around, but he couldn't find the girl. In the blink of an eye, among the crowd of insiders and believers, the girl disappeared with the wind like a cherry blossom falling from a tree branch.

"……how so?!"

The registrar stood there feeling lost, unable to move his feet for a long time.

...

Twenty minutes later.

The crowd gathered.

Below the stage, the members of the elders of King Ming were sitting closest to the stage like a company board of directors, and there were also some powerful and wealthy figures sitting with them.

And a little farther away, believers sat down on the futons with full lapels, looked expectantly at the huge portrait of King Ming on the stage, and waited for the leader to appear.

And right behind the believer's futon seat, a figure was patrolling, including ordinary deacons in robes and security personnel. It is not the first time to carry out the task.

The focus of the field has gathered on the stage.

Looking forward to the appearance of the leader.

Bright lights hit the stage.

The believers held their breath, waiting for the gods in their hearts to appear in the world.

then--

"Om Mani Padme Hum..."

A series of deep voices sounded from the stage.

The bright lights suddenly went out.

In an instant, darkness struck.

The wind gently blows every hair, and everyone's heart is shaken.

Only the darkness could be seen on the stage, only the face of King Bliss Ming remained, behind the overlapping shadows of the night, his misty eyes stared at the people in the audience.

"...Darkness envelopes the world at all times."

"...In the end of the world, disasters follow like a shadow, and the world suffers catastrophe."

The series of deep voices sounded again, and the elders and upper-level figures closest to the stage sat up straight, with different expressions on their faces. However, those who were farther away from the stage, most of the believers on the futon and the deacons at the back showed moved eyes, and even started to tremble all over.

The wind howled, and in the faint sound of the wind, the sound of weeping seemed to come from the far end, lingering in everyone's ears, and those trembling people trembled even more. And the stage became darker and darker, and the portrait of King Ming seemed to be completely escaping into the shadows.

"...Suffering is like a tide, sweeping all living beings. Life and death are like dreams, and you can't break free."

The voice became deeper and deeper, as if it was about to be completely suppressed, leaving only a small amount of strength. And the atmosphere in the audience became more and more oppressive, the scene was completely silent, and everyone had already sunk into this woven dream, immersed in the terrifying threat of the end of the law.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden change.

"But, but... King Ming finally came to the world to save the world from the sea of ​​suffering!"

"laugh……"

The pre-designed dry ice gas erupted from both sides of the stage, and the smoke enveloped the entire stage.

At this moment, the portrait behind the stage was slightly distorted.

And in the next second, the lights were turned on again, and a man in a dark gray robe with a clear face and piercing eyes appeared on the stage, sitting cross-legged like a god who suddenly descended into the world. In the middle of the stage, he looked down at everyone in the audience, showing a loving smile:

"——I came to this world to preach the way of saving the world of the King of Bliss, and to give you the highest blessing. Congratulations, everyone, for having the opportunity to escape from the sea of ​​suffering!"

As if to contrast with the darkness just now, a strong light hit the stage, and the man in the center of the lighting stood up from the futon, opened his hands to the people below the stage, his eyes were moist.

Shuji Yamada, the leader of the Bliss King Society, makes his debut here.

Under the stage, it has become a sea of ​​applause and cheers.

"My lord, long live!"

But at the end of the believers, among the group of deacons in robes who were also applauding excitedly, the registrar seemed a little absent-minded. He looked left and right with his head, as if trying to find that familiar figure in the crowd, but he found nothing.

...

After a long time, the cheers and applause finally stopped. With Ming Wanghui Yamada Shuji slightly lowering his hands, the scene returned to calm and silence again.

However, all the believers in the audience blushed, staring at Shuji Yamada with faith and admiration, and prepared to receive his Lunyin with an extremely devout attitude.

Shuji Yamada picked up the microphone on the stage, walked to the front of the stage, looked relaxed, and began to speak to everyone:

"It's finally that time of the month again...

"Ever since I received the enlightenment from the 'Jiyue Mingwang' ten years ago, established the 'Jiyue Mingwanghui', and announced the way of salvation to the world, the 'pilgrimage meeting' has not stopped.

"...As I have said from the very beginning, the 'Doomsday' mentioned by King Ming will finally come, and there are only less than three years left. Many ordinary people are obsessed with the filth of their hearts and refuse to accept it. King Ming’s revelation, even slandering us, makes me feel very sad. But at the same time, I also see more and more people following King Ming’s figure, from less than ten people at the beginning, to the number of people sitting here today Thousands of Dharma friends, and tens of thousands of members all over Japan, can feel everyone's faith in King Ming, and will save everyone when the doomsday comes. This achievement is obvious to all, and King Ming is also very pleased. But I can't be complacent and stop here...

"...Everyone is a wise person who can be enlightened. However, most of the people in this world are without wisdom and cannot be enlightened. Among them may be your brothers and sisters, parents and children. Don't you just Can we just watch them sink into the sea of ​​misery and not be saved? We can’t do this, so the church needs to work harder in the future to attract more believers and save more people.

"...not only Japan, we also want to go out of Japan, to the two dynasties, the Dragon Kingdom, the United States, Europe... Ming Wang's salvation has no distinction between countries, anyone is eligible to be redeemed, so the next "Bliss Ming Wanghui" The point is—huh?"