Douluo see you

After Earl Pompeii returned to the Soul Guidance Tower, his legs were still a little swaying. He saw the space-based weapon just now. The power is too exaggerated. The attack power at the core point of the attack is probably even more exaggerated than Extreme Douluo. , The most important thing is that there is no Extreme Douluo on the Sun Moon Continent.

If it came to his soul guide tower just now, let alone him, even if it is his soul guide tower, it is not certain whether there is a scum larger than the nail cover.

"How? The attack just now, I can let it descend anywhere on the continent at any time, the most exaggerated power, it can reach a thousand times.

That kind of inconvenience is not convenient to cover up, otherwise a large area of ​​dust clouds will form to block the sun, which may cause the mainland to enter the Little Ice Age, which is not good."Tang Chen is just scaring people.

Although Chengying gave them the right to use space-based weapons, the space-based weapons of the hundred-ton level and the thousand-ton level are definitely not open to them. The large number of killers thrown at them will change the entire planet. Climate is not something you can use casually.

But Count Pompeii didn't know, and he stammered: "One...a thousand times?!" The eloquence that was just now disappeared.

"That's right, this is one hundred kilograms, and the most terrifying space-based weapon can reach ten thousand times as much as his! It's just that the big killer is not worth using against you.

I tell you this, also for your own good, because the experiment in the near future may bring you a great improvement in strength, and may even surpass most Title Douluo.

I hope you can recognize your own strength at that time, don't think that Title Douluo is nothing in front of us."The contempt in Tang Chen's tone was absolutely not pretentious. It was genuine and did not put Title Douluo in his eyes. He dared to let him out of the eighty-first hammer, and Title Douluo couldn't eat it.

"What the hell are you going to do!" Earl Pompeii was also the lord of nearly 10,000 people. After a brief period of loss, he recovered his calm.

"A little test, try an artificial god." There is nothing to hide. When the law of the power of faith is on Count Pompeii, he himself will understand what happened.

"Man-made... gods! Are you demons too!"

"No... we are just apprentices of the devil." Tang Chen's words sounded more like a joke to Count Pompeii.

Since then, the names of the seven apostles of the devil have gradually been remembered forever by this continent.

...

"That's it?"

Count Pompeii had never thought that man-made gods would be so simple. All he had to do was to explain the principle of a loom to the civilians on the territory. It was unbelievably simple.

"We will control the specific steps. Your task is as simple as that. Spread the gospel of the textile machine to this continent." Dugu Bo pushed his glasses. He and Chao Tianxiang have formulated a complete set of doctrines and Scripture.

The general content is this. People who truly believe in science will survive forever after death. In an unknown kingdom of God, they have been engaged in scientific research for thousands of years. This sounds like a heaven full of milk and honey. It's somewhat lacking in attraction, but Scientology does not pursue the afterlife, so it doesn't matter.

People who believe in science have existed thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago. Some of them are wise and selfless. In tens of thousands of years of exploration, they have explored certain rules in the world, in order to make these rules improve their children and grandchildren. They gave up their endless lifespan and descended into the preacher they chose to spread their knowledge and bring the gospel to their children and grandchildren.

This is very similar to Chengying’s belief in the Wild Continent. The ancestors used their own wisdom to guide future generations, and compared to God, the God of Light, these superior existences are more acceptable and closer to the ancestors.

After all, most people want their children and grandchildren to live well, and naturally they have an aura of trust.

The doctrine is roughly the same. As for the ceremony of becoming a believer, it is also very simple. At least learn a piece of scientific knowledge of Scientology, even the most basic-level believer.

In the Count of Pompeii, a church just stood up quietly. The ghost knew why Chengying would put so many prefabricated boards in the salute of a few people. One night, one more than the soul guide tower A much more magnificent prefab church was built.

The five-story church surrounded by crystal clear glass curtain walls is already a miracle in itself. Suddenly I saw that there was such a building in the city, and many people who were a little idle surrounded the church door and talked about it. One after another.

Some people say that this is a miracle, some say that this is the soul guide of the super soul master, and some people think that this is the martial spirit of the legendary Super Douluo. People have different opinions for a while, and all these disputes are in that huge, light After the glass door that could be viewed opened, it stopped abruptly.

The Earl of Pompeii wore a dark robe and a strange cylindrical hat. The lid of the cylinder was a large square with a ribbon hanging down from one corner. Out of some evil taste, the bishop of Scientology His outfit turned out to be a doctor's outfit.

Count Pompeii, as the owner of the territory, immediately frightened the leader as soon as he appeared on the stage. There was a monocle stuck in his eye socket, which made him more pedantic, but in fact, It's just a teleprompter to prevent him from forgetting to use it.

"My people, you have suffered!" Count Pompeii said with a sad expression: "Eight years ago, the devil came and took advantage of the weakness of human nature to bring disasters to the earth. For the past eight years, I have watched you live in dire straits. Among them, I was really heartbroken, but helpless.

Seeing that you can’t eat enough, I prayed to the God of Light for more food, but it did not respond. I can only ask you to go to the beach to pick up food.

Seeing that you can't afford to wear clothes, I prayed to the God of Light for more fabrics. It still did not respond. I can only let you gather the pierced nettles and throw them into the foul-smelling pond to make cloth.

I saw that you could not live in a house, and I wanted to pray to the God of Light. The God of Light still did not respond, but I got the answer from my ancestors."

Speaking of this, the Count of Pompeii stopped abruptly. The crowd onlookers straightened their necks and waited for the next step. Although the lord exploited them miserably, the progress was obvious to all, so they wanted to know that this time, the lord brought him again. What's coming.

Count Pompeii saw that the atmosphere was almost brewing, and then continued: "In my dream, I kneeled and prayed to the God of Light, begging it to give us more houses.

But our ancestor broke in at this moment. He asked me why I was kneeling. I told him. He slapped me severely and then said to me:

Stand up for me!You beg him!He will give you nothing!You still kneel to him!You are not pious!That's cheap!Gods can’t give it to you, so wouldn’t you fucking take it yourself!"

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