Chapter 228 Kill! Kill Him and Make His Head Roll.

When Zhang Zichen and Wang Jinjue took Harsin on the Kirov airship and returned to Baldur's Gate, they saw that many priests who were originally in the transformation center said they wanted to believe in the God of Hot Pot.

In fact, although the Kirov airship is very spacious, it is not very technologically advanced, and it is more troublesome to get on and off the airship, which is not as good as a flying saucer.

But flying saucers are very expensive. The resources required for a flying saucer are equivalent to dozens of Kirov airships.

After comparing other flying vehicles, Zhang Zichen could only choose an airship.

You can't have your cake and eat it too!

This base vehicle can't be bought on credit.

And those priests, including but not limited to priests of the God of Craftsmen, believers of the Mother Earth, believers of Oghma, priests of Sune, priests of Sylvanus, rangers of Mielikki, etc., were all in a crowd.

They shouted together: "Praise the great God of Hot Pot, praise me for cooking, the pot is above (Chinese)!" Zhang Zichen and Wang Jinjue were really shocked.

What the hell, what's going on? Why do they suddenly believe in the God of Hot Pot?

What's going on?

Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Zhuo doesn't care! We are loyal believers of the God of Hot Pot! Let us go!"

"Zhuo doesn't care!"

"I want to eat hot pot, I want to believe in Zhuo!"

"Pot is above!"

The group of pastors shouted in a mess, and Wang Jinjue felt something was wrong, but he still said: "Zhuo doesn't care how many believers he has. Zhuo hopes that you don't have to believe in Zhuo, Zhuo is not so self-righteous. If someone doesn't believe, it doesn't matter, your Zhuo is not a vain and jealous Zhuo."

"No, no, we just have to believe!"

"Zhuo hopes that his believers can hold their heads high and be upright people, not humble people. Personal servant. He hopes that believers can get rich with their own hands and bring happiness to their families, and Zhu is responsible for maintaining the fruits of his labor. He hopes that believers will treat people in the church equally, like people with the same ideals, and that believers can freely do what they like, rather than being forced. "

"No one forces us, we just want to believe!"

"Zhu doesn't like believers to kneel down to worship him, only this point, Zhu cares very much!"

"We just didn't kneel, we stood. We just want to believe in the God of Hot Pot!"

Wang Jinjue explained to these people, but these priests who accepted the mission of the gods didn't listen at all. Whether Wang Jinjue believed it or not, they believed it anyway.

In other places in Faerun, even in the Underdark, there are oracles that let their believers believe in the God of Hot Pot.

AO's words in the Pantheon were not blocked, so naturally many gods heard them.

Compared to these things in the Heaven Mountain, there are too many evil gods, who see what Tang Yin did and are afraid of Tang Yin.

Seeing his followers increasing in number, from a few thousand to seven or eight thousand at a very fast speed, Wang Jinjue felt pleasantly surprised at first, and then terrified.

Damn, at this speed, their mission will be completed soon.

Then he and Zhang Zichen have not yet completed the whole Faerun Continent, so they are going to leave this world?

Damn...

"Cooking does not require belief! No believers!" Wang Jinjue said to these priests.

The current situation is that Wang Jinjue, the God of Hot Pot, is telling these people not to believe in the God of Hot Pot. And this group of priests, who are unknown in composition, are shouting to believe in the God of Hot Pot.

It's really magical!

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zichen looked at Wang Jinjue's face suddenly changed, and told these people not to believe in the God of Hot Pot.

"The number of believers is increasing!"

"That's a good thing!"

"But it's growing very fast!"

"Then... Damn!" Zhang Zichen wanted to say that the mission would be completed very quickly, but when he thought about it, damn, the base vehicle had just prepared for the preliminary work, and the troops had not exploded yet! If the mission is completed, it will be a huge loss!

"No, I have to speed up! Go tell the Bathing Immortal! Yes, and Captain Tang! Forget it, I'll contact Captain Tang..." Zhang Zichen ran to a sentry robot and said to the sentry robot: "Hurry up and take me to the base!"

"Yes! Temporary commander!" The sentry robot carried Zhang Zichen and ran all the way.

On the way, Zhang Zichen called Tang Yin.

The call was quickly connected.

Zhang Zichen listened to the rumbling sound from Tang Yin and quickly told Wang Jinjue about the believers.

"What? The number of believers suddenly increased?" Tang Yin was stunned. Hearing what Zhang Zichen meant, their mission might be completed in a few days.

"Not bad!"

"Fortunately, I almost broke through the Heaven Mountain!" Tang Yin said, "There is still enough time!"

"But we don't have enough time!" Zhang Zichen said anxiously, "We still have to push Furen! And those people act under the banner of the God of Hot Pot, which is outrageous!"

"There is a way!"

"What is the way?" Zhang Zichen asked hurriedly.

"Kill!"

"Huh?" Zhang Zichen was shocked!

What does kill mean?

"Kill all those heretics who are under the banner of the God of Hot Pot!"

"Huh?" Zhang Zichen calculated, "How many people will die!"

"For heretics, all must die! The God of Hot Pot must be kept pure. Once we leave, they will use our banner to ruin our reputation and make our hard work go to waste! Let everything we have done be in vain!"

Listening to Tang Yin's serious voice, Zhang Zichen thought about everything he had seen since he came to this world, and everything they had to do.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Kill! Kill him and make his head roll!"

"This is the attitude of doing things! I still have to break through the Heaven Mountain here, so I'll hang up first!"

Zhang Zichen hung up the phone, issued combat orders to the base vehicle, and called Wang Jinjue at the same time.

Wang Jinjue's side was in chaos, and a bunch of people were still shouting "Zhuo Bu Xin~"

"Jinjue, kill all those priests." Zhang Zichen said.

"Ah? How could it be?" Wang Jinjue was stunned.

"I have asked the sentinel robot to issue the killing order!" Zhang Zichen said coldly.

"How could it be so sudden!" Wang Jinjue said puzzledly: "Although they turned against us at the last minute, they are all my pan-believers!"

"They are not your pan-believers, but nails driven into our internal!" Zhang Zichen repeated what Tang Yin said.

"You are the god of hotpot, I understand you can't do it! Let me do it!" Zhang Zichen said again.

"Zichen, you... I..." Wang Jinjue hesitated.

"We are not treating people to a meal, opening a hotpot restaurant! What we are doing is to overthrow them violently! It can only be achieved by bloodshed!"

"Our kindness is our betrayal of the cause we are doing now"

Kill! Kill!