Chapter 82 Get to know each other again.
Chapter 82 Get to know each other again.
Mo Weiqian figured out the key and looked at these lambs to be slaughtered with an evil smile.
I was so sleepy and someone gave me a pillow.
It takes no effort at all.
The bloodshot black eyeball outside was still searching for him, and the cry of the little black goat was lingering nearby.
Mo Weiqian narrowed his eyes slightly. Let him verify whether these believers can really increase the power of faith.
The believers, led by the red Taoist robe, still huddled in the corner, not daring to approach Mo Weiqian. They just gathered together and whispered quietly.
"He looks more terrifying and weird, and what he says is not credible at all. We are living well here with the doctor, so what evil god is there..."
"Don't be fooled. Look at his pale skin. There is a strange aura of death and a spooky and strange aura. What kind of missionary can look like this?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Maybe he is the apostle of the evil god. Look, his eyes have turned a lighter golden color in just a short while."
"No, you dare to look into his eyes, you are crazy..."
The young man, whose physical fitness had been strengthened twice, had excellent hearing. He sat on the sofa with his eyes closed and took in everything they said.
After a while, the young man stood up, and the group of believers were as if they were facing a great enemy.
They all made gestures of resistance.
Mo Weiqian no longer had a blank expression on his face. His expression was filled with regret and compassion for the world. He walked slowly towards the window, his voice ethereal and tender:
"I don't expect you to believe me, but I hope you can believe in yourself."
The man in red Taoist robe didn't understand where the sorrow and sadness in the young man's eyes came from.
His eyes were full of vigilance.
Don't play any tricks on me, this paradise was given to us by the Mother Goddess.
The man in red Taoist robe was about to refute him, but the young man with his back to them interrupted him before he could say anything.
"Since this is a paradise, let's take a look at the real world."
"Don't worry, I won't touch you. I wouldn't dare to do that."
The young man still looked at everyone with a smile, without giving off a trace of threat.
Mo Weiqian walked slowly towards the door, showing his hands sincerely and generously, indicating that he had done nothing.
A group of people looked towards the window in confusion, raising their eyes to look at this world that they were so familiar with.
They were ready to scold the young man and slap him in the face, but when they looked at the blood-red sky outside, they stopped everything...
Uneasy, frightened, painful, desperate.
The pot exploded in an instant...
"what is that!!!"
"Monster, there's a monster! Run!"
"What's going on? Didn't they say that as long as we keep seeking the Mother Goddess's blessing, we can live a peaceful life and become a high-level member of the church, and we can also achieve immortality?"
"Liar, we've been deceived! It's itchy, help, it's itchy, ahhh, it hurts, these mouths are eating me, help--"
“Ahhh, Mother Goddess’ blessing, Mother Goddess’ blessing, impossible, why—why doesn’t it work!!”
Everyone looked at the young man in fear.
"!"
"It's so itchy!...Why is it so itchy?"
next second.
The believers began to frantically scratch the strange mouths on their bodies, trying to peel them off, but when they attacked these disgusting mouths, everything would be swallowed up and eaten.
They don't think about whether this is the original body, or whether they can get rid of it by eating the original body and become the real little black goat.
The air began to be filled with the same thick stench of decay and blood as Escent, making it impossible for anyone to open their eyes. However, they could not complain because this was the smell coming from their own mouths.
Only then did they realize why the young man vomited after the battle with the doctor.
Oh my god, it stinks!
vomit...
Mo Weiqian smiled, crossed his arms, and listened to the sound of moonlight.
Then he sat on the gray-brown sofa lazily and watched everything calmly.
Well, I'm quite satisfied.
actually...
The youth did nothing.
It just "restored" the truth. The Mother Goddess created this so-called Garden of Eden, an ideal land, for them, but in fact it deceived their senses and continued to provide Him with power in this strange world.
When being chased by the little black goat, Mo Weiqian heard them chanting "Mother Goddess Bless You" here. The goat's hooves stepped on the ground, the earth was shaking, and dust was flying around.
Normal people would have fled long ago.
However, they were still reciting devoutly. At first, Mo Weiqian thought that they were used to the environment here.
But when he climbed through the window and attacked Esente, he discovered.
It's not that these believers are devout, but that He has blinded their senses in some way.
Using the san value of the players as an analogy, the believers who came here would not have had san values that were much higher than Mo Weiqian's.
He has also done almost all the research on Naya's molten golden pupil, which should be related to mental control.
Simply put, He can manipulate anyone He wants to.
This should be just one of the functions of the golden pupil. If you want this group of believers to see the world as it really is, they just need to rely on a little bit of Naija's power.
【Ding! 】
[Current player san value: 25]
Mo Weiqian raised his eyebrows.
Look, not only can he manipulate minds but he can even steal them. There are 15 people on the scene, just enough to help him recover 15 san points.
The young man was in a very good mood at the moment, and he had to admit that Naya was indeed useful.
A cold metallic voice announced in my ears.
Sure enough, as long as the system is unhappy, the smile will shift to his face.
At this moment, the smile in the young man's eyes became more sincere.
Mo Weiqian walked with his long legs towards the ordinary believer who had just scratched him so hard and bitten him and bled. He took the bucket filled with scarlet liquid and said to him in a gentle voice:
"Don't worry, although this blood may seem disgusting, it can temporarily suppress this thing's violent appetite, and it won't devour you so quickly."
The gentle yet powerful words were conveyed to the hearts of the believers around them who were collapsing.
The movements were gentle, and the itchiness on his body gradually faded away. The way the believers looked at Mo Weiqian had changed.
The spring rain of salvation falls on everyone's heart in time.
Everyone was attracted by him, and when they looked at the young man again, they found that the pale complexion on his body had disappeared, and his warm smile without any impurities easily soothed their hearts.
With holy power.
Under the long black hair is a handsome face like a banished immortal, and a pair of molten golden eyes reveal a divine compassion.
Is this a god descending to earth? Was the young man who just exuded the aura of death just their illusion?
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"BAA Baa baa--"
Outside, a deafening sound of sheep bleating was heard. The people collapsed on the ground, trembling with their faces slightly distorted. This was not an illusion. The thing outside, across the building, could make them feel the trembling deep in their souls, with its bone-chilling coldness and grim malice.
Everyone kept wiping the sweat from their foreheads. How could they live in such a place for so long!
Blame it on the Mother Goddess! It’s Her!
He is the root of evil. At this moment, the believers believe the words of the young man in front of them. The Mother Goddess is the evil god!
They couldn't stay here any longer, this was no paradise at all.
It is a lie woven by the devil and a desolate home for endless beasts.
After the believers figured it out, they immediately rushed to Mo Weiqian, "Sir, missionary, please save us."
"We have also been deceived. Please have mercy on us and save us poor people."
As expected, the young man who looked like a banished immortal was still calm, with a smile on his lips. He glanced at the crowd casually, his eyes fell on the man in the red Taoist robe, and he solemnly helped him up, "What's your name?"
The red Taoist robe was somewhat flattered, and met Mo Weiqian's gentle gaze in panic, "I am York."
Mo Weiqian's voice was like the sound of a melodious bell, solemn and holy: "My dear child, York, let me introduce myself again. I am Nyarlathotep, the Thousand-Faced God who wanders the world and saves people from suffering."
......
!!!
【Ding! 】
【Faith value detected.】
[Player Faith Value: +1500]
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