I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

On the high platform, Sunny stood tall, not afraid of the cannibalistic looks of some people.

Since she dared to speak out, she was prepared.

From the moment she fled to the Southern Hospital and was betrayed by the temple and intercepted by Tasril, she became clear about the true attitude of the senior officials of the Imperial Capital towards her.

They just regard her as the super idol who deceives people's hearts in advertising posters.

What they care about is profit and power, not justice and kindness.

These people have no respect for the goddess at all!

Some of the priests, headed by Sumujie, wear the sacred outerwear given by the goddess, but inside they harbor filth and evil, which is infinitely disappointing.

Li Qi knew everything, but he had lived too long and was too numb.

Qingtian originally planned to wait until the second headquarters of Sadara State Religion was established and he had more supporters before cleaning up. Unexpectedly, he now had an opportunity to control public opinion.

She faced the instrument relaying the image mirror, showed an enigmatic smile, and said slowly: "The goddess's sight is everywhere, and everything that passes is cause and effect."

"..."

What does this say? Specious, yet full of connotations.

Su Mujie's face was as cold as ice, and he clenched his fists tightly, fearing that he would be caught into the secondary space if he could not control himself.

Of course it's not possible in a church because it's double forbidden here.

Li Qi is indeed right, such a woman should be locked in a cage forever!

Suppressing his rage, he forced out his rationality little by little. Now was not the time to argue with her.

No matter what you say, the coronation ceremony is the big event at this moment.

He turned to look at Tasril, whose expression was calm, but not as displeased as he imagined.

Sumujie breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "No more discussion of irrelevant matters. We should not be disrespectful to the royal family at this sacred moment. The coronation ceremony continues, let's play music!"

The conductor of the orchestra was watching the play with great interest. He trembled with fright when he heard the word "play music" and hurriedly raised his hand to assume the conductor's posture.

Unexpectedly, because he moved too fast, the baton slipped from his white glove with a whoosh, and flew out in a parabola that attracted much attention...

After the audience was silent for two seconds, someone laughed unkindly.

Sumujie's face darkened again. He turned to look at Tasril and found that he was also grinning...

madman……

Sumujie turned his eyes away and looked at the band conductor with everyone else. He saw him wearing a large divine robe, awkwardly running out to pick up the conductor's baton, but when he lowered his head, his white wig suddenly fell down again...

Hiss - even Su Mujie couldn't hold back this time. He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh for a moment.

However, the conductor interrupted, and the atmosphere in the church recovered from the tense situation just now.

Taslier joked: "I didn't expect the music master to be quite humorous."

The conductor held the baton in one hand and held his wig with the other hand as he tremblingly bowed to Tasril.

"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty, I'm too nervous."

Tasriel waved his hand, "Go on."

The music started playing again, and Qingtian rubbed her cheeks that were suppressing laughter. This scene was really something she didn't expect...

The solemn music silenced the church. A priest brought a silver basin for purifying his hands. Sumujie handed the scepter to the person next to him and dipped his hands into the water.

After soaking for a few seconds, he took out his hand and let the priest next to him dry it.

Another priest came over with a silver tray amid the music. On the tray lay a crown filled with gorgeous gems.

Sumujie finally showed a smile.

Let this damn coronation be over soon!

But just as he reached out to take the crown, the church suddenly shook, and a loud click came from behind the coronation stage.

Everyone looked up in surprise and saw that the scepter carried by the statue was cracked.

Not only did it crack, it also fell over!

The one-meter-long scepter broke away from the body of the statue and hit where Sumujie and Tasril were standing!

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

"Great Elder, get out of the way!"

Even if spiritual power cannot be used here, the people on the stage are all practitioners, so they can naturally avoid the scepter that comes down.

There was just a bang as the scepter hit the ground and shattered into pieces, raising a cloud of dust. The crown originally on the tray also fell to the ground because the priest was eager to avoid it, and the katakata rolled to the bottom of the stage.

At the same time, the distorted violin sound of the band made a harsh and sharp sound, which pierced people's hearts!

"..."

The whole place fell silent again, and no one dared to speak this time.

If the Holy Light might be Viscount Laurentelle's trick, then the fall of the scepter would be a bit unbelievable.

It is impossible for a thigh-thick scepter to break for no reason, not to mention that the church has always been under the management of the temple, and everything was inspected before the ceremony this morning.

Is the goddess dissatisfied with Elder Sumujie, or is she dissatisfied with His Highness the Third Prince's succession to the throne...

Thinking of the previous scene of Yin Ling's accusation, everyone felt sad. Today was really full of twists and turns, something was wrong.

They thought so, and Sumujie and Tasril naturally thought so too.

Tasril looked up with a sullen face, looking up at the broken goddess statue, and then turned to look at Sunny, who was pretending to be innocent.

Although he didn't know how Qingtian did all this, his instinct told him that this was her revenge.

Su Mujie had the same idea, but the only thing he could do at this moment was to kneel down.

As the supreme elder of the state religion, he must kneel down.

pray for god's forgiveness

As soon as he knelt down, all the priests present knelt down. They were God's servants. If God was angry, they were naturally guilty.

No matter what the truth is, they must do this. Even if it hurts their faces, they must maintain the authority of God and the soil on which the state religion depends for its survival.

If even they don't care, then no one may care in the future.

Countless believers outside the church and in front of the mirror saw the priest kneeling, and they all lowered their heads and put one hand on their hearts. The particularly pious ones also knelt down.

With the light behind him, Tasriel showed a contemptuous smile. Suddenly he discovered that Qing Tian was not kneeling.

"As a saint of the temple, why doesn't Viscount Laurent pray for God's forgiveness like other priests?"

After he asked, everyone's attention shifted to Qingtian.

Sumujie took a breath and really hoped that Tasril would shut up!

But it's too late.

Qingtian sighed lightly, "I have conveyed the will of the goddess, but you are still stubborn."

"Besides, why do the people kneel down? As long as you uphold benevolence and morality in the world, why do you need to kneel down for other people's faults?"

Sure enough, she was the first to add insult to injury!

Sumujie almost bit his back alveolus.

He suppressed his anger and said: "No matter who is at fault, all believers under the wrath of God should piously examine their own faults, so that the goddess can show her beauty and protect the world! Viscount Laurent is too arrogant!"

Qingtian said loudly: "I have a clear conscience, and I don't need to kneel if I am honest."

"The goddess founded the world with love, tolerates things that are difficult for ordinary people to tolerate, and protects the world selflessly. How can she anger all living beings because kind people don't kneel down?"

"The wrath of God is against those who commit great evil and do evil things!"

"So why did the Great Elder kneel down so quickly just now? Your humble kneeling has misled many of the church members. Those who didn't know it thought the goddess was stingy and cruel."

Who has weak feet? Who is humble!

Sumujie's eyes were filled with anger, but he controlled himself and stopped arguing with Qingtian.

No matter how much you argue about this kind of thing, there will be no result. It will only get darker and darker, damaging the majesty of the temple!

He endured the breathlessness, patted the divine robe and stood up, and the other priests followed suit.

Everyone present watched the show quietly, but they were all embarrassed by Su Mujie.

Viscount Laurent looked fair and beautiful, but he didn't expect that he was actually a black sesame seed...

Tasril's face was also very stiff. He shouldn't have talked to Qingtian!

A great traitor and a perverse act...

Is this him being scolded?