Three Hundred and Sixteen. Life Is Expensive Movement
"Honey, come out and see God!"
"It's such a strong holy light, it hurts so much that I can't open my eyes."
"Is that an angel? Why is there an angel in Lord Mephisto's place?"
"I felt the sacred breath from him, and people couldn't help but want to kneel to him."
On the street, many dead spirits looked at the sacred and stalwart figure above their heads, felt the holy light emanating from the figure, and all began to chat with each other.
Being oppressed in hell for too long, the undead have resentment in their hearts, and they will secretly pray to God for salvation.
Seeing this scene now, many people really think that their prayers have been answered, and God sent angels to save them.
But there are also undead who can be clearly identified. These undead have either practiced for a long time, or have a good status in society. They are pawns of the devil themselves, acting as the role of the second ghost, so they are highly suspicious of the so-called angel's arrival manner.
But others couldn't figure out what was going on, but the little spider could see it clearly.
The figure floating in the sky is a bullshit angel, clearly Mr. Herbert.
He didn't understand. When they left yesterday, Jude was just an ordinary person.
It's only been two days, why did the other party become a superman again?
And looking at his miserable appearance, is the gap between the two sides really that big?
But he can now be sure of one thing, the more than 50 demons yesterday were definitely killed by Mr. Herbert, and even saved himself by accident, it must be the other party.
Thinking of this, coupled with various encounters, he gave up the idea of finding peace talks with Mephisto.
Damn, this hell is ruined!
The one who can see it the same as the little spider is Dr. Doom's mother Teresa.
The old lady was at the station, she had bought all the tickets, and was waiting to run away, but the station exploded, and all the demons died on the spot.
Seeing Jude flying in the sky again, Teresa couldn't understand that the other party really didn't fool her.
Above the sky, Jude floated there quietly.
After learning that there had been no riots in Hell for more than ten years, he knew his chance had come.
The resentment accumulated by the Necromancer for more than ten years has already swelled to the limit. As long as he guides it a little, it can cause great turmoil in the entire hell.
Thinking about this scene, it makes people feel extremely lively, Jude said, I like it so much.
So after absorbing the power of all the demons in the city, he created the illusion of holy light for himself, floating in the air like a god.
The shape is almost concave, feeling that he has attracted the attention of the whole Olhado, Jude clears his throat and prepares to speak.
"Quiet!"
Although there are only two words, the effect is huge. All the dead spirits below shut their mouths instantly, staring at the top with piercing eyes.
"Dead souls, my name is Seven, I came from heaven, and I was sent by God to save you."
Just as Jude finished speaking, there was immediate cheering from below, and the roar of mountains and tsunami-like waves proved how miserable the life of the undead was.
Of course, there were also some discordant voices. For example, some Erguizi expressed their own doubts. The angel Seven never appeared in the Bible.
The second devil's question, of course, is also a place that many necromancers are puzzled by.
Everyone has heard of Michael, Gabriel, and Angel, but no one has heard of Seven.
Jude smiled slightly: "I understand your doubts, because I am the youngest son of God, and I have not been in this world for a long time."
"But Seven is God's own name for me, because it took him seven days to create the world, so my name is Seven!"
"Recently, God heard your prayers and understood your suffering, so he sent me here to guide you."
"Just now, I just wiped out all the demons in this city. You have seen it with your own eyes, can't you prove it?"
Jude's explanation of the name is reasonable, and more importantly, he killed all the demons in Olhado, this fucking angel is a real angel!
At that moment, many dead spirits knelt on the ground, begging Jude to take them to heaven.
But of course Jude's purpose is not this, and he doesn't have this ability, who knows where heaven is? What he has to do is to incite these undead to make a fuss.
The holy light on Jude became more intense: "Children, I can take you away, but are you satisfied just by leaving?"
"You have endured so much suffering here. You are inferior, even inferior to pigs and dogs, but you have to do the heaviest work."
"You are trying desperately to create value for hell, but in the end, what you get in return is just a meager bag of bread."
"Even when you can't create value, your life is not as good as a bag of bread."
"Think of the old man who lost his job because of old age and had no money to eat. He just stole a bag of bread because of hunger, and was killed by the devil on the spot."
"But he could have been sent to work in a factory, but because he was no longer young, even this last chance was forcibly taken away."
"Olhado City has a population of over a million, but demons only account for 70,000, and the rest are you."
"Looking at the whole hell, demons are just a drop in the ocean. You are the mainstay of this society. Without your dedication and sweat, this society will cease to exist."
"But has the devil respected you? Has the devil listened to your demands? Has the devil valued the fruits of your labor?"
"Never. The devil just treats you as a reserve ration. They can kill you whenever they want. What they do is endless squeeze."
"Having suffered so much injustice, don't you have any anger in your heart? Don't you want to vent? Don't you want to overthrow this society and trample those demons under your feet?"
"If you are still bloody, then roar out your anger!"
Jude's speech was extremely provocative, and it happened to poke at the sensitive point deep in Necromancer's heart, exposing the scars of this deformed society.
But no one dared to respond to him. After all, the prestige was too deep. Even if the dead spirits had ideas, they would not dare to say them. At this time, a leader was needed to break the silence.
At this time, of course, the little spider stood up very tacitly. He jumped to the roof, raised his arms and shouted: "Break the shackles, overthrow everything!"
As long as someone takes the lead, the other undead can't stand it anymore, and the roar resounded through the sky for a while.
"Break the shackles and overthrow everything!"
"Break the shackles and overthrow everything!"
"Break the shackles and overthrow everything!"
Jude looked at everything below with satisfaction, and he said loudly: "Very well, the slogan of our movement this time is that the life of the dead is also life!"
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