Chapter 1105
Bacchus couldn't understand Benedick's thoughts. He even said optimistically: "I don't think we can die."
Benedick looked at him in surprise and said, "It is said in the Bible that those who are gods must return to gods, and those who are mortals must return to mortals."
If there were no gods, Benedick would definitely think that this sentence was made up by a magician to deceive people.
But gods really exist, and this may be some kind of truth.
That's why he gave up hope, thinking that the gods would not take action.
This time it was Bacchus' turn to laugh at him.
"Haha, those officials said there are no tuition fees for compulsory education! It's just talk, do you really take it seriously?"
Bacchus, a devout believer, sometimes really looked like a pagan.
But what he said made sense, and it did not touch the interests of the gods, which were the return of mortals to mortals.
Once you really anger the gods, it is called divine punishment.
Thinking of this, Benedick also smiled.
"Yeah, maybe you're right this time."
"What do you mean maybe? I'm sure I'm right."
Bacchus was carefree and seemed to have nothing on his mind.
Of course, it's strange that when you're so nervous, you don't have other thoughts in your mind.
But everyone here at the church headquarters can only leave their fate to the gods.
Perhaps for devout believers, gambling on miracles with their own lives is also a very cost-effective thing.
At this time, the negotiations between the parliament and the fleet ended without any resolution.
The mixed-race scale members of the new parliament felt angry and helpless.
What makes them angry is that a new civilized government has just been formed, but these scale tribes came to challenge the authority of the parliament.
They didn't know whether this would erase the Church of Fallen Angels, but the authority of the new council would definitely be gone.
The helplessness is because the transition to the new civilized regime has not really ended yet. The losses are all the Scale Clan's own things, and they have nothing to lose.
At the same time, they are also curious, will the gods take action?
"I don't think so." Osborne, the co-member of the mixed-blood scale clan, said swornly. He held up a Bible in his hand and announced to other members: "I have studied the Bible myself. A fallen angel once said: Mortals' Return to mortals, return to the Lord the Lord's.
Therefore, gods will not interfere with mortal affairs, and the Church of Fallen Angels will definitely suffer heavy losses. "
"Should we take advantage of the opportunity to do something?" a congressman proposed passionately.
At this time, within the mixed-blood scale clan, there were particularly many people who were swinging between the Son of Killing God and the Fallen Angel.
The former has huge potential, big investment, big returns and big risks.
The latter is stable, with large investments and small returns and no risk.
Osborne decisively rejected this: "No, the gain outweighs the gain by taking advantage of the situation. I think the Fallen Angel Church headquarters is finished, but the Fallen Angel Church will not.
Even if the headquarters is destroyed, it will trigger a crazy counterattack by the church, and then these smart guys will be in trouble. "
Osborne thinks the problem is simple. God may not directly intervene in the church, but his centripetal force will not cause the church to truly collapse.
The crazy behavior of these people at this time seems more like a last ditch effort.
It's just that gamblers definitely don't end well, and Osborne is extremely pessimistic about their future.
Of course, none of these opinions affect what is happening.
When the fleet shot down a satellite, the capital star's garrison finally compromised.
This must be the result of the efforts of those councilors. At this time, the chaos within the Scale Clan has almost reached the point of collapse.
However, without the protection of the garrison, the headquarters of the Church of Fallen Angels was directly exposed to naval gunfire.
The planners rejoiced that the hardest time was over.
"As mortals return to mortals, we are also willing to believe in the great fallen angels and rebuild the church." The congressmen began to pray, trying to persuade the fallen angels to not help each other.
They obviously don't understand how to communicate with the gods.
Of course, it may not be necessary.
"You are praying to fallen angels. What does it have to do with me, the Lord?" Derek was paying attention to the farce here.
He was too lazy to pay attention to the internal affairs of the Scale Clan.
But... that's not the case when it comes to the belief in fallen angels.
As the most widely spread belief in fallen angels, it is undoubtedly Derek's best test subject.
So these guys who are trying to cause harm should all be killed.
The reason why I didn't take action was just to wait for the opportunity.
Otherwise, mortals would rush into action without even praying. Even if they don’t have the skills, would they still become nannies?
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After learning the latest news, Benedick walked back to the priests.
Although some people left, a group of believers unexpectedly arrived.
The headquarters of the Church of Fallen Angels became lively again, and Bacchus suddenly felt that being noisy was not bad at all.
"archbishop!!"
When everyone saw Benedick, they were very excited and wanted to say a few words to him.
Benedick knew that the people who appeared here at this time were all important hardcore members of the church.
But he did not persuade them to leave, which would be a blasphemy against the faith.
There is no value in faith, only belief or disbelief.
"God is watching us, so brothers and sisters, don't be afraid. I will always be with you. No blasphemer's plot will succeed, and everything will return to peace."
Benedick's personal experience can easily arouse everyone's emotions.
Then he led everyone in prayer, as if it were a normal worship service.
The commander of the fleet outside the capital star gave a cold order: "Fire!"
In order to be foolproof, they chose the most powerful main gun.
So not only the headquarters of the Fallen Angel Church, but also nearby buildings will be affected.
Doing so will definitely hurt innocent people, but it doesn't matter.
If the lives of a group of civilians can solve the Fallen Angel Church, they don't mind increasing this number tenfold or a hundredfold.
The main gun gathered energy and then roared at the earth.
A laser quickly penetrated the atmosphere, carrying a fierce temperature and heading straight for the headquarters of the Fallen Angel Church.
Benedict had given up receiving news from the outside world, and just led everyone in prayer with peace of mind.
At this time, the laser cannon came quietly, and he didn't notice it in advance.
But the statue began to glow, and everyone knelt down in surprise, waiting for the arrival of the miracle.
In a trance, a black light came.
"The Lord's return to the Lord, what does it have to do with me, the Fallen Angel?"
The teasing voice of the gods seemed to ring directly in Benedict and Na Ke's minds.
They were a little scared, fortunately they didn't talk nonsense, it turned out that the gods were really watching us.
Derek joked with the two little guys, then looked up at the sky.
"No big problem!"
The power of divinity made him stronger, so under the surprised eyes of everyone, the statue jumped out in one step.
"Blasphemy, damn it."
The power of divinity was exerted, and the lasers were directly cut off.
But this was not the end, the statue suddenly flew up and went straight into space.
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