Chapter 854 It’s a Pity It’s Not You…

"Fuck me!"

Looking up, not only Allen, Wen Silin and others were dumbfounded, but also Phillip, who had his waist tightly squeezed, forgot about the pain for a moment, his mouth opened in a ridiculous O-shape, and he couldn't close it at all.

At the same time, a chain reaction began to occur in the square outside the window. I don’t know who was the first to look up and notice, and then it spread rapidly like a violent poison. Large swaths of the crowd all looked up and stared blankly. Their body movements and every expression on their faces were frozen in an instant, as if stunned. sculpture!

In the open space in the square below, where thousands of eyes were focused, Harveys and other temple personnel were the last ones to react. This was not to say that they discovered anything, but to see that the originally restless and excited people suddenly calmed down, and the atmosphere Becoming extremely weird. Only then did he notice the abnormality, and subconsciously raised his head,

"Oh...God..."

I have to say that this is professionalism, and professionalism is best reflected in the details!

When ordinary people are suddenly hit hard mentally, they usually subconsciously call out the closest and most trusted people in their hearts to protect them, such as ‘Mom’ and so on. The clergy are different. In their relationship pyramid of closeness and distance, parents, elders, etc. are definitely ranked under the gods. Therefore, after encountering a strong mental shock, the only thing that comes out subconsciously is ‘God! ’

However, this time it is not just a meaningless exclamation, but a description of objective facts.

As the saying goes, there is a god three feet above your head! Now, directly above the heads of Harveys and others, about thirty feet away, there is such a majestic statue floating.

The face is handsome, the clothes are half exposed, the body is strong, and the torch is held... all come together, and every feature is in line with the statues of the God of Light that stand on the roofs of churches all over Bran.

In front of this huge statue that seemed to reach the sky and the earth, the tall statue of the justice erected in the center of the square instantly seemed extremely small and completely incomparable.

miracle! A real miracle!

have to say. This scene is really shocking, and what’s more important is the special timing!

Silence, dead silence! Thousands of people below looked at the huge statue with their mouths open, their minds going blank. I don’t know if this sudden miracle is to punish Xia Wei’an personally, or to avenge Xia Wei’an’s justice...

However, no matter which case it is. It was an absolute shock to the people present. And in front of this real miracle that they had witnessed with their own eyes, the people at the scene could not help but replicate the scene that had happened in the north. Their legs and feet went limp and they knelt down on their knees...

I don’t know who took the lead the first time. In just a short moment, it was like an irresistible and strong wind blew into the square, and thousands of people were like straws in the field, bending down, kneeling and worshiping. The scene was spectacular for a moment!

And in the center of the square, Xia Wei'an seemed to be kneeling and worshiping from all the people. She raised her head and stared at the statue in the sky. The first thought that flashed in her mind was not a god, but a wretched figure... She was too familiar with this scene, because not long ago, someone was playing under her nose. Pass this hand.

Is he here? Why...save me?

At this moment, Xia Wei'an, who was still calm even when he stepped onto the trial stand, felt his eyes suddenly become extremely sour, and his thoughts were in a state of flux. Extremely complicated. Even she herself doesn't know what she is thinking or what she should be thinking about at this moment...

Rejoicing...I am a clergyman! Why would I rejoice in an evil heretic coming to save me?

Moreover, wasn’t it precisely because of him that the temple was reduced to such a state? So, shouldn’t I hate him extremely much?

Yes, I hate him, that must be the case!

but. Why do I feel so hypocritical, even though I had vague expectations in my heart before...

Ah—Xia, Wei, An! What on earth are you thinking about...

…

He clenched his fist tightly, his nails completely digging into his palm without even realizing it. He fluttered his eyes, not daring to lower his head. Because this was the only way to forcibly suppress something... At this moment, Xia Wei'an's heart was completely confused.

But at this moment, someone had come back to his senses. As mentioned before, the south of Bran is severely isolated from the north, and the flow of information is not smooth, so the people here basically don't know that the so-called miracle in front of them has been brewed in the north. Of course, even if someone like Harveys knew about it, he would still be confused due to his identity and would not dare to speak out. After all, no one knows whether this miracle is true or not. If it really offends the majesty of the gods, it will be a lot of fun...

But among them, there are some who don't care about the so-called gods at all.

"I'm pretending to be a god, but let me break it!" He yelled loudly, and from the Dongfang shop, a green-purple gun light suddenly flew out quickly, and the thunder flashed and instantly penetrated the statue of the god in the sky.

Needless to say, this was naturally done by Wen Silin. He was also shocked when he first saw the statue of the God, but as he was born in the lineage of sword gods, he had always had a bad impression of the Temple of Light, and he didn't even have much respect for the big boss of the temple. After he realized it, he decided to take action.

But this move was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for everyone in the field, and they couldn't accept it. "Ah——" Seeing the gun light piercing the left chest of the statue, and instantly piercing it, thousands of people couldn't help but scream, and their beating hearts stopped for a beat. The timid one even subconsciously covered his eyes, trembled and collapsed to the ground, until he finished speaking...

If you piss off the gods, isn't it the end of the world? Who can survive?

But the next moment, the world was not destroyed, and everyone was still fine. After the purple spear pierced the heart of the statue, it flew high into the sky, but the huge statue did not suffer any damage and was still hovering in the air.

Suddenly, there was thunderous cheers. Thousands of people beat their chests, their faces full of excitement, wondering if the gods were worthy of being gods, how could they be successfully attacked by mortals.

Harveys, who was standing by the window with a gun raised, frowned. Of course he was not one of those ignorant people. Just one shot made him suspicious... Is it a shadow?

At this moment, suddenly, bang bang bang... the square changed again. Dozens of crystal vials were thrown from all corners of the crowd, most of them were thrown into the open space around the trial stage, and a few exploded directly in all directions of the square. In an instant, the formation A burst of choking smoke as black as ink rose out of the air, and a large dazzling white light radiated around it, covering everyone in the square for a while - especially the central open space, which was completely covered!

"...Damn it!" Wen Silin, who was just stunned and condescending, understood instantly. All the statues and miracles are just a pretense. All the other party wants is to make thousands of people in the venue kneel down. Because only in this way, they will not be harmed in large areas by alchemical props such as thrown glitter crystals and smoke bottles.

Therefore, the only one who was really affected was... Wen Silin suddenly turned his head and squinted hard at the center of the square.

"Good, good, good...good means! What a plan!"

Sure enough, the people in the temple who were in shock did not choose to kneel down immediately in front of the statue of the god who did not know whether it was true or false, which meant that they had suffered the damaging effects of all the alchemy tools... Although it was covered by thick fog and dazzling white light, We can't see their current situation for the time being, but listening to the continuous howls coming from there, we can tell what kind of embarrassing scene it is inside.

And at this moment, dozens of Doumang figures suddenly jumped out from the kneeling crowd, instantly got into the thick fog and white light, and ran towards the trial platform where Xia Wei'an was.

Needless to say, this is naturally to save people.

However, it was precisely because of seeing these dozens of people that Wen Silin, who was about to take a picture of the window, suddenly looked startled, paused, frowned and shook his head: "No! It's not him..."

These people were indeed not Tang En as Wen Silin imagined, because the dazzling white light they erupted was the sacred fighting spirit unique to the temple.

"Owens..." Sitting on the platform, Xia Wei'an was considered condescending, so she immediately recognized the figures rushing toward her. It was Owens and other Puritans who had been trying to organize a rescue during the escort.

Suddenly, Owens had also experienced false miracles with him, so it was not surprising that he knew the techniques. And when he said that... Xia Wei'an pursed her lips slightly, and smiled sadly. She didn't know whether it was disappointment and regret, or ridiculousness and self-deprecation.

He lowered his head and murmured in a low voice, "So it's not you... What a pity..."

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