Chapter 671: Snot and Pigtails

The reappearance of the statue was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectations. Of course, this accident is a surprise, at least for now...

All the believers went crazy and knelt down together like a plague. Some were chanting doctrines and expressing their devout beliefs. Some are telling their sufferings and hoping to receive blessings from the gods. Some were muttering their guilt in a low voice, begging for forgiveness... all mixed together, not noisy and noisy, and some were just indescribably solemn and solemn!

Among them, the big man of the Temple of Light standing behind the high platform was also shocked. He knelt down and talked about his pure faith while sighing that Witega had completely made money this time. There were two miracles, and both of them were on Witega. It is self-evident what this means...

Behind the floor-to-ceiling window in the church, Owens, who was kneeling on one knee, seemed respectful, but his eyes were fixed on the suspended statue of God in the air, and he murmured in a low voice: "There are no magic fluctuations, no spatial ripples, nothing... Is this God the Father?" ?”

"Ou, Wen, Si!" Suppressing her strong dissatisfaction, Xia Wei'an, who also knelt down on one knee, glared fiercely at her and said each word harshly.

There is no doubt that Xia Wei'an is absolutely excited now, because she has finally seen a miracle with her own eyes, and it has been confirmed that gods do indeed exist, and not just exist in fantasy. This is an important step for her to strengthen her faith and overcome the inner desires. Darkseed is definitely a big encouragement. In this way, she naturally could not tolerate Owens' dubious and blasphemous attitude...

"Well, this is not suspicion, it's just...well, curiosity. I'm just curious about Father God's mysterious power, haha..." Now that the statue of the god is in front of him, even if Owens still has doubts in his heart, naturally he can't say it out loud. of. What's more, he knows Xia Wei'an's temper very well. If he doesn't get it right, the other party may really send him to the tribunal unselfishly...

Seeing that Xavian's expression softened slightly, Owens quickly made a prayer gesture on his chest with a very respectful expression: "Ah! Great and loving Father God, your devout believer Owens sends you my greetings... eh?"

There was a sudden pause in the words, but the statue in mid-air suddenly disappeared and moved from the top of the high platform to the sky outside the church in an instant. Then, before he could react, he teleported continuously, flickering in mid-air with an ethereal and ghostly movement, causing the believers below to exclaim from time to time, as if it was a prank.

Owens was dumbfounded and subconsciously murmured to himself: "Is this the power of gods...without any space vibration, but able to move instantly?"

This is a good explanation, but the next scene is undoubtedly inexplicable...

With a final flicker, the statue finally froze over the church. But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a large black shadow suddenly appeared in the air, completely covering the statue. Then, in front of everyone, the black shadow turned, and a face like a big pie appeared in mid-air...

He looks like a little boy, with a plump face and dust stains. There was a long, shiny snot hanging under the nose, and it was about to fall... He seemed to realize that this was a bit indecent, and the side of his nose suddenly twitched, and the long, shiny snot was sucked back in an instant, and then he smiled happily, with a few cavities on his teeth. clear and distinct……

The grand scene fell into complete silence. Everyone looked up and stared at the sloppy child who was not very cute, and everyone lost their voice.

At this time, there was a crowd outside the church. A strong man in civilian clothes scratched his head in confusion when he saw this, and subconsciously pulled the bloated aunt beside him, "Aunt Belle, is this... uh, that little bitch of yours?"

"No, I don't know...it seems to be a bit similar..."

…

At this point, the scene started to get a little weird. It's not because everyone recognized this sloppy kid. Of course, people living nearby would definitely recognize him, but considering that among the tens of thousands of people, there were many believers from afar, that was insignificant.

The reason why it is weird is because everyone knows that this situation is somewhat abnormal! Statues of gods and the like are fine, but what does it mean when a sloppy kid appears? Son of God? But the appearance is too shabby...

In the midst of doubts, the farce is still going on.

The kid who was making a face suddenly disappeared from sight, as if he was pushed by someone, and then the statue reappeared, but it was covered by a little girl with braids in an instant.

Next, the aerial image is a bit confusing. It seemed like the sloppy little boy and the little girl with braids were fighting, tearing each other apart. You grabbed my braids, I pinched your face... Images of boys, girls, and idols appeared in turn, creating chaos.

"This...is a little wrong." Owens stared blankly at the melee scene in the air, his face full of astonishment.

Xia Wei'an's firm look was also a little shaken. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed. As if she thought of something, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the roof of the building on the left that made her feel weird just now. He squinted his eyes and quickly locked onto a rooftop where figures were intertwined...

Because of the angle, Xia Wei'an standing below could not see clearly, but Witega, who was on the high platform, was different. Looking around in confusion, he saw about four or five short figures entangled together on the roof... Again He looked up at the image in mid-air, was stunned, and murmured to himself: "God, what on earth is going on..."

No one can answer this question, but the melee in the air has ended. Due to her early development, the little girl became the final winner, occupying all the images alone. Then he smoothed out his somewhat messy braids and compared his hands with a scissor, smiling proudly.

The next moment, wow...a small-scale chaos broke out, but it was below the three-story attic. Someone just heard the crying and fighting coming from above. They pushed through the crowd, broke through the door, and quickly rushed into the small building.

"Do it!" Owens' expression changed drastically. He realized something was wrong and uttered a rare curse word. He stood up and rushed towards the church door. "Get out quickly, something is wrong!"

Xia Wei'an did not move, still kneeling on one knee in a daze, looking at the little girl above with a dazed look in her eyes... Could it be that all of this is fake? There is really no God in this world...

More than ten seconds later, under Witega's dull gaze, a group of figures rushed to the roof of the three-story attic. Then the little girl in the air looked stunned, as if she was frightened.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl was lifted away, and a collapsed and desperate man's face appeared in the air. Hysterical roars continued to echo, "Fake! It's all fake! There are no miracles, no gods, we have been deceived! We have been deceived." Cheated……"

Boom...the noise and roars erupted. If the crowded crowd below was like waves before, then now it is like the sea under the storm, with anger gushing out and waves rolling into the sky!

Kick, kick, kick... Feeling the undisguised scorching anger, Wittega took a few steps back and sat down on the high platform. His face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.

He has no idea what happened, why he was fine just now and now looks like this... Could someone frame me? Yes, that’s definitely the case! Someone was jealous of my luck, so they came to frame me!

Thinking of this, Witega's face instantly turned red. Like a dying fish on the shore, he quickly jumped up, waved his hands, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "This is not true. I was framed. I am the spokesperson of God." , I really represent..."

"Fuck you!" With a sharp shout, Owens suddenly appeared on the high platform and knocked Witega unconscious with a sharp knife.

But it was still too late, because of Witega's roar, tens of thousands of panicked believers below finally found an outlet.

"Vitega! It's him, he deceived us..."

"How dare you fake a miracle, he must be judged by the gods..."

"What a god! Beat him to death, beat him to death..."

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In addition to the locals, those who can trek here in just three days are naturally true believers. There is no doubt about their belief in the Temple of Light, but precisely because of this, everyone went crazy after learning that they had been deceived!

The extreme emotional gap creates extreme madness!

Boom boom boom... Under the crowds, the iron bars, gates, walls, etc. around the church were like a lonely boat in the sea, being pushed to the ground in an instant. Immediately, countless believers with ferocious and twisted faces roared and rushed in crazily.

But within just a few minutes, the situation was completely reversed. The dignitaries of the Temple of Light standing at the back were completely dumbfounded. They looked at the vast sea of ​​people in front of them, their bodies trembling, and they were stunned.

There are also some big shots with rich experience in actual combat who subconsciously pick up their staffs to prepare attack magic. But in an instant, bang, Owens rushed in in a whirlwind, knocked down the staff with one shot, and roared: "Are you fucking crazy? You want to die!"

Owens's choice was undoubtedly the right one, not to mention whether they could defeat this dense crowd of tens of thousands of people. Even if they can fight, if the clergy dares to attack the believers, then the matter will become a big mess, and even the Temple of Light will be implicated.

But it's a pity that some "careful people" can also realize the problems that Owens is aware of...

Suddenly there was an angry roar, "It's killing people! The Temple of Light is killing people..."

Owens suddenly turned his head when he heard this, and among the crowd of figures, he saw a big man with a bloody face lying on his back not far away, screaming shrilly, and the Bright Knight in front of him, who was parrying with a gun, had a blank look on his face and had not recovered at all. As it comes.

"Damn it!" Owens looked at the increasingly mad and angry looks of the believers around him, and his heart sank, knowing that this matter had inevitably escalated. He had felt before that there were too many believers coming this time, and it seemed like someone was secretly pushing them behind the scenes. Now combined with the current situation, everything becomes clear... Someone wants to discredit the Temple of Light!

Of course, even though Owens knew that this was just a conspiracy, now that public outrage has arisen, he was unable to defend himself and was helpless.

He took a deep breath, waved his gun decisively and shouted, "Everyone obeys the order, retreat, retreat, retreat, all retreat!"

…………(To be continued.)