[Quick Transmigration] Lord God is not happy

A few people with white crosses painted on their sleeves were casually pouring oil on the ground.

Standing on the high platform in the front is a thin figure, his face is covered by a huge hood, and the only exposed part is wearing a pure black mask.

"My god will remember your contributions. After my god wakes up, your family members will be treated with mercy." His voice didn't seem to come from his throat, with an indistinguishable hoarseness and mechanical feeling.

Suddenly, the crowded venue fell silent.

There was a solemn and bleak cold air in the air, and no one noticed, and an extremely slight sound of breaking through the air was mixed in it.

"I, I want to go home." A young female voice suddenly sobbed.

The head of the person on the stage was slightly tilted, almost looking in the direction of the sound.

The rest of the people also secretly looked at the source of the sound, either explicitly or secretly.

"Do you regret believing in my god?" The person on the stage asked again in that strange tone.

The owner of the voice just now turned out to be a young girl. She looked around with tears in her eyes, and when she saw a man in a cloak playing with a lighter near her, her eyes widened and her body trembled with fright.

"I...I...I don't regret it." She forced a smile dryly.

"Oh?" The cloaked man standing next to her smiled and flipped on the lighter.

The girl closed her eyes tightly, letting the tears flow down her face, sobbing hastily in a hoarse and reverent tone: "My own existence can provide a little help for my Lord's awakening, this is a blessing I have cultivated in several lifetimes. "

"Hmm." The people on the stage withdrew their gazes, and passed the verdict lightly, "Since your mentality has been shaken, you will be the first to prove yourself in the next sacrifice."

The girl bit her lower lip tightly, and in the eyes of the cloaked man next to him who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she had to answer tremblingly: "...Yes."

The Lord God and Gong Rulin rushed to them when they made things difficult for the girl.

This place is not easy to come to. The person who gave them the information said that there might be illusions arranged here, but they couldn't guarantee the accuracy of the news.

However, for the main god who was born with eyes that can break through all illusions... the illusion is no different from non-existence.

Gong Rulin took out a toolbox-shaped backpack from his motorcycle, and put it neatly on his waist.

"Let me see what they are doing." Gong Rulin took out a telescope from it.

The Lord God has never seen it: "What's the use of this?"

Gong Rulin glared at him in disbelief: "Keep your voice down, this is an ordinary telescope, didn't I break their door just now, using this can help me see what they are doing more clearly. "

"Oh." The main god lost interest, as far as the effect of this thing is concerned, he can do it without divine power.

He could even hear clearly what was being exchanged over there.

The Lord God heard the sound of the girl crying.

He hates this kind of sadness and fear, and he doesn't like the sound of crying, and he is even more uncomfortable with crying.

"What's the meaning of human sacrifice?" He asked blankly, and he didn't know whether to ask 038 or Gong Rulin.

038 dug out the thousand-degree vocabulary that he had found before, and stammered: "Sacrifice, a Chinese word, means offering sacrifices."

This explanation makes the Lord God even more confused.

Gong Rulin: "Why do you ask this suddenly? Sacrifice is usually to dedicate one's life to other people..."

The main god's face became more gloomy with the naked eye: "A sacrificial ceremony is being held inside." It seems that there is not much difference from the meaning of God's Domain.

"Huh?" Gong Rulin couldn't help but whispered in astonishment. Didn't the information he gave say that this organization was engaged in pyramid schemes, or that it was engaged in feudal superstition to such an extent?

The Lord God said casually: "I will save them."

Gong Rulin pressed his shoulder subconsciously: "Wait, there are so many of them, how do you save them?"

The main god is still calm, as if no one can really make him take it to heart, or that there is no danger worthy of his attention.

"...Wouldn't it be nice to catch the early people?"

"Someone in his early years?" Gong Rulin was stunned, "Do you know who it is? Are you so confident?"

"I heard that there are two supernatural beings here. We still don't know how powerful they are, so we can't just go on like this?"

"Why are you more blindly confident than me? What if they have guns? Do you think our bodies won't be hurt by bullets? Hey, don't think that people with supernatural powers are invincible, okay?" Gong Rulin Worry for him.

The Lord God slightly raised his jaw in agreement: "You are right, then you stay here."

Gong Rulin put down the binoculars, smiled angrily, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you?"

"I won't mess around." The Lord God looked calm, and seemed to be reciting the Bible, "They are deceiving those believers."

"Satan cannot come into this world."

"Belief in Satan will bring you nothing."

"I'm going to convert their beliefs."

Gong Rulin twitched the corners of his mouth, and actually paid attention to the wrong point: "Then what do you want them to believe, that messy god you mentioned last time?"

The Lord God ignored his ignorant offense, looked at the seemingly closed courtyard ahead, and said softly: "No."

"No god will always favor one person alone, and no god can care for all aspects of all human beings."

"Only when you are desperate can you ask God for help."

"If you have done enough good deeds and solved enough troubles for God, God will give you a little favor."

"But that's really impossible."

"Humans can always find a way in adversity, so instead of trusting in God, it is better to trust in yourself."

This is the first time Tianshen has said so many words to Gong Rulin, and it is an analysis of the philosophy of life.

If other people had said this to him, he would have laughed at the other party for thinking too much, thinking that if he said something that he didn't understand, he could pretend to be 13 in front of him.

But from the depths of the sky...

His expression must be very dull, just like his heart lake that can't be calm for a long time now.

If this was in ancient times...

He thought that he was very likely to be willing to go all out in order to realize the idea in Tianshen's mind.

He rolled his eyes in a self-deprecating manner, as expected, he had been with Tianshen for a long time, and he was about to be affected by Tianshen's middle school aura.

Translating these words, isn't it the way that Brother Bai yells at their organization every day--

Don't pin your hopes on other unknown fortunes, and don't expect ordinary humans to keep secrets for you.

Gong Rulin was still wandering here, and the main god had already lightly bent his fingers, directly and forcefully knocking down the gate of this pagan gathering place.

Gong Rulin opened his mouth as if he could swallow a duck egg.

The sound of the door collapsing suddenly focused the eyes of everyone in the courtyard.

Even 038 was shocked by His Royal Highness's bold and straightforward actions and had nothing to say.

Seeing them looking at him, the Lord God didn't speak, looked puzzled, nodded as if the leader was inspecting him, and said slowly: "Hello."

The young man standing on the high platform looked at him vigilantly, his face was completely covered, this feeling of "the enemy is in the clear and I am in the dark" made him calm down a little from the sudden panic.

"Who are you?" He turned his head slightly to his companion who was about to catch the crying girl first, and then he pretended to chat with the main god in a harmonious and friendly manner.

"The sky is deep." The Lord God said slowly and truthfully.

There is a small invisible earphone in Tianshen's ear, which is also convenient for talking with Gong Rulin.

Gong Rulin was collecting evidence in the back, while watching Tianshen anxiously with a telescope.

He didn't dare to move now, he was afraid that he would startle the snake and make Tianshen rush out in vain.

He was suddenly full of worries about his mission this time, and quickly sent a distress signal to Bai Tingguan with the deep sea-colored internal props.

How can anyone directly report their real names!

Gong Rulin was speechless.

"Tian Shen?" The people on the high platform recalled the name, and found that it was completely missing in their images, so they concluded that it was a fake name given by the young man in front of him.

It didn't matter, and he didn't expect the other party to say his real name.

"Are you also a believer who wants to participate in the next sacrificial ceremony?" He asked.

Lord God: "..." A joke.

Even the real Satan God has to listen to him.

The main god lowered his eyes and raised them again, his bright eyes seemed to have endless divine power, even more powerful than the man on the high platform: "Do you know how to write self-knowledge?"

The people on the high platform snapped their fingers.

In the vision of others, a phantom in the shape of a huge object loomed beside him.

The phantom was ugly, with only a pair of giant black eyes on its huge face, which glowed red in the blink of an eye, and under the head was a black mist that could not see clearly, and a pair of shaped wings hovered on both sides of the black mist. blue fog.

The Lord God said unabashedly, "It's so ugly."

Satan is a god who cares a lot about appearance.

He would never have wondered how humans imagined him to be so ugly.

In the courtyard, except for the person on the high platform and the cloaked man playing with the lighter, everyone knelt down in fear.

The girl who was pushed to the pillar also knelt down tremblingly.

She pressed her heart.

It seems that there is no longer the same as before, with a heartfelt surrender to the unknown and a belief in mystery.

Perhaps it was due to the intertwining of fear and sadness, and the repeated jumps between life and death. At this moment, her face was blushing unnaturally.

She thought, she seemed to fall in love at first sight with that god-like young man who broke in suddenly.

Now that she has betrayed her beliefs.

Then she has to do something for the boy before she dies.

Satan, is the devil.

Why would she believe in a devil?

She held back the tears from her eyes, and now everyone's attention was either on the phantom or on the boy.

More believers didn't even dare to look at the phantom, they just kept their heads down.

No one will notice her.

When Xu Ying spoke, his voice was exactly the same as that of the person on the high platform, both strange and hoarse, electronically gloomy, and he couldn't tell what the hell was talking.

The Lord God disliked it even more: "You are ugly, ugly, and incompetent, why would they believe you."

If he was such a god, he would not be ashamed to ask others to believe in him.

There is absolutely nothing that can be taken.

Phantom's dark eye sockets flashed with blood again, and he was not to blame: "Your strength is good, be honest, you don't need to sacrifice, and keep the guards when I wake up, and the benefits will not be less for you."

Will the Lord God care about it?

The Lord God shook his shoulders, and suddenly felt the emotion of laughter.

Even though his face was still delicate and cold, he was still amused by this naive and ignorant nonsense... laughed.

This was the first time His Royal Highness felt the emotion called laughter since his birth.

What happens when the noblest god between heaven and earth laughs?